GUY 1
Yeah. Hell of a guy, your brother Mutt.
CHARLIE
We gonna have a meeting or what?
GLORIA
Yeah. If you guys don't have a meeting, how do we know if we wanna
join?
NEIL
Join?
CHARLIE
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more
lovely and more temperate."
TINA
That's so sweet.
CHARLIE
I made that up just for you.
TINA
You did?
CHARLIE
I'll write one for you too, Gloria. She walks in beauty like the
night. She walks in beauty like the night. Of cloudless climes
and starry skies. All that's best, dark and bright, Meet in her
aspect and her eyes.
GLORIA
That's beautiful.
CHARLIE
There's plenty more where that came from.
KNOX
God help me. Carpe diem.
BUBBA
Chet! Chet! Look!
CHET
What?
BUBBA
It's Mutt Sanders' brother.
CHET
Huh?
CHRIS
Knox, what--
BUBBA
And he's feeling up your girl!
CHRIS
What are you doing?
CHET
What the hell are you doing?
CHRIS
Chet! Chet, don't.
KNOX
Now, Chet, I know this looks bad, but you've gotta-
CHRIS
Chet, no! You'll hurt him! No! No! Stop it! Leave him alone!
CHET
Goddamn!
CHRIS
Chet, stop it!
CHET
Bastard!
CHRIS
Knox, are you all right?
CHET
Chris, get the hell away from him!
CHRIS
Chet, you hurt him!
CHET
Good!
KNOX
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
CHRIS
It's okay. It-It's okay.
CHET
Next time I see you, you die.
TINA
Go ahead, pass it around.
MEEKS
Me and Pitts are working on a hi-fi system. It shouldn't be that
hard to, uh, to put together.
PITTS
Yeah. Uh, I might be going to Yale. Uh, uh, but, I, I might not.
GLORIA
Don't you guys miss having girls around here?
MEEKS
Yeah.
CHARLIE
That's part of what this club is about. In fact, I'd like to announce
I published an article in the school paper, in the name of the
Dead Poets.
CAMERON
What?
CHARLIE
Demanding girls be admitted to Welton.
PITTS
You didn't.
CHARLIE
So we can all stop beating off.
NEIL
How did you do that?
CHARLIE
I'm one of the proofers. I slipped the article in.
MEEKS
Look, uh, it's, it's over now.
CHARLIE
Why? Nobody knows who we are.
CAMERON
Well, don't you think they're gonna figure out who wrote it? They're
gonna come to you and ask to know what the Dead Poets Society
is. Charlie, you had no right to do something like that.
CHARLIE
It's Nuwanda, Cameron.
GLORIA
That's right. It's Nuwanda.
CHARLIE
Are we just playing around out here, or do we mean what we say?
For all we do is come together and reach a bunch of poems to each
other. What the hell are we doing?
NEIL
All right, but you still shouldn't have done it, Charlie. This
could mean trouble. You don't speak for the club.
CHARLIE
Hey, would you not worry about your precious little neck? If they
catch me, I'll tell them I made it up.
MR. NOLAN
Sit.
MR. NOLAN
In this week of Welton's Honor there appeared a profane and unauthorized
article. Rather than spend my valuable time ferreting out the
guilty persons -- and let me assure you I will find them -- I'm
asking any and all students who knows anything about this article
to make themselves known here and now. Whoever the guilty persons
are, this is your only chance to avoid expulsion from this school.
CHARLIE
Welton Academy. Hello. Yes, he is. Just a moment. Mr. Nolan, it's
for you. It's God. He says we should have girls at Welton.
MR. NOLAN
Wipe that smirk off your face. If you think, Mr. Dalton, that
you're the first to try to get thrown out of this school, think
again. Others have had similar notions and have failed just as
surely as you will fail. Assume the position.
MR. NOLAN
Count aloud, Mr. Dalton.
CHARLIE
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
MR. NOLAN
What is this Dead Poets Society? I want names.
NEIL
You kicked out?
CHARLIE
No.
NEIL
So what happened?
CHARLIE
I'm to turn everybody in, apologize to the school and all will
be forgiven.
NEIL
So, what are you gonna do? Charlie!
CHARLIE
Damn it, Neil. The name is Nuwanda.
MR. NOLAN
Excuse me. May we have a word, Mr. Keating?
KEATING
Certainly.
MR. NOLAN
This was my first classroom, John. Did you know that? My first
desk.
KEATING
Didn't know you taught, Mr. Nolan.
MR. NOLAN
English. Oh, long before your time. It was hard giving it up,
I can tell you. I'm hearing rumors, John, about some unorthodox
teaching methods in your classroom. I'm not saying they've anything
to do with the Dalton boy's outburst. But I don't think I have
to warn you boys his age are very impressionable.
KEATING
Well, your reprimand made quite an impression, I'm sure.
MR. NOLAN
What was going on in the courtyard the other day?
KEATING
Courtyard?
MR. NOLAN
Yeah. Boys marching, clapping in unison.
KEATING
Oh, that. That was an exercise to prove a point. Dangers of conformity.
MR. NOLAN
Well, John, the curriculum here is set. It's proven it works.
If you question, what's to prevent them from doing the same?
KEATING
I always thought the idea of educating was to learn to think for
yourself.
MR. NOLAN
At these boys' ages? Not on your life! Tradition, John. Discipline.
Prepare them for college, and the rest will take care of itself.
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