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Clips from Dead Poets Society (1989)

"Uh, no. No, I've got some history I want to do."
Dead Poets Society (1989)
"Chet, can you get that?"
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"- Can't, Mom. - I'll get it."
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"Can I help you?"
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"- Dr. Hager. - Hi."
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"- This is the Danburrys', right? - Are you here to see Chet?"
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"- Mrs. Danburry? - No."
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"Sorry. Thank you, Chris. I'm Mrs. Danburry."
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"Back by 9? Please, come on in."
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"- How is he? Come on in. - Chris."
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"He's great. He just did a big case for GM."
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"- I know where you're headed. - I'm coming."
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"- Yes. - Bishop to queen six."
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"- Of course. - Of course, so, what's the problem?"
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"Do you think I can get in there? You've been hogging it all day."
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"How was dinner?"
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"Huh?"
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"How was dinner?"
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"- Awful. - Why? What happened?"
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"Are you crazy? What's wrong with that?"
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"Too bad? It's worse than too bad, Pitts, it's a tragedy."
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"A girl this beautiful in love with such a jerk."
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"All the good ones go for jerks, you know that."
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"Yeah, forget her. Open your trig book and try and figure out Problem 5."
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"- We got it. - Turn that up."
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"- Let's go. - Did you see her naked?"
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"Very funny, Dalton."
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"That wouldn't be a radio in your lap, would it, Mr. Pitts?"
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"Radar."
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"Mr. Perry, will you read the opening paragraph of the preface,"
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""Understanding Poetry, by Dr. J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D."
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"To fully understand poetry,"
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"we must first be fluent with its meter, rhyme and figures of speech,"
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"One: How artfully has the objective of the poem been rendered?"
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"And two: How important is that objective?"
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"If the poem's score for perfection is plotted on the horizontal of a graph,"
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"and its importance is plotted on the vertical,"
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"yields the measure of its greatness."
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"but only average on the horizontal."
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"A Shakespearean sonnet, on the other hand,"
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"would score high both horizontally and vertically,"
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"yielding a massive total area,"
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"thereby revealing the poem to be truly great."
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"As you proceed through the poetry in this book, practice this rating method."
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"so will your enjoyment and understanding of poetry.""
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"Excrement."
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"That's what I think of Mr. J. Evans Pritchard."
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"We're not laying pipe. We're talking about poetry."
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"Now, I want you to rip out that page."
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"Go on. Rip out the entire page."
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"You heard me. Rip it out."
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"Rip it out."
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"Go on. Rip it out."
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"Tell you what, don't just tear out that page, tear out the entire introduction."
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"I want it gone, history. Leave nothing of it."
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"Be gone, J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D."
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"We'll perforate it, put it on a roll."
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"It's not the Bible. You're not gonna go to hell for this."
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"Go on. Make a clean tear. I want nothing left of it."
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"Rip it out. Rip."
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"What the hell is going on here?"
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"- Mr. Keating. - Mr. McAllister."
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"Ah. So you are."
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"Excuse me."
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"Keep ripping, gentlemen."
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"And the casualties could be your hearts and souls."
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"Thank you, Mr. Dalton."
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"Armies of academics going forward measuring poetry."
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"No. We'll not have that here. No more of Mr. J. Evans Pritchard."
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"Now, in my class, you will learn to think for yourselves again."
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"No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world."
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""Yes, we should simply study our Mr. Pritchard"
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"and learn our rhyme and meter"
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"and go quietly about the business of achieving other ambitions.""
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"I have a little secret for you. Huddle up."
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"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute."
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"We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race."
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"And the human race is filled with passion."
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"And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits,"
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"and necessary to sustain life."
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"But poetry, beauty, romance, love,"
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"these are what we stay alive for."
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"To quote from Whitman:"
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"O me! O life! Of the questions of these recurring;"
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"That you are here..."
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"That life exists, and identity;"
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"That the powerful play goes on And you may contribute a verse."
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"What will your verse be?"
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"For what we are about to receive, may the Lord make us truly grateful."
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"Amen."
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"Quite an interesting class you gave today, Mr. Keating."
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"There's no need to apologize. It was very fascinating."
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"When they realize that they're not Rembrandts, Shakespeares or Mozarts,"
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"Free thinkers at 17?"
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"Funny, I never pegged you as a cynic."
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"A realist."
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"Show me the heart Unfettered by foolish dreams"
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"Hey, I found his senior annual in the library."
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"Listen to this: Captain of the soccer team,"
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"editor of the school annual, Cambridge bound,"
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"thigh man, and the Dead Poets Society."
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""Man most likely to do anything.""
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"Thigh man. Mr. K was a hell-raiser."
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"- What's the Dead Poets Society? - Is there a picture?"
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"Mr. Keating."
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"Sir?"
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"Say something."
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"We were just looking in your old annual."
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"No, that's not me."
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"Stanley "The Tool" Wilson."
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"- God. - What was the Dead Poets Society?"
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"I doubt the present administration would look too favorably upon that."
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"Why? What was it?"
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"Sure."
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"The Dead Poets were dedicated to sucking the marrow out of life."
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"That's a phrase from Thoreau we would invoke at the beginning of every meeting."
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"See, we would gather at the old Indian cave"
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"You mean it was a bunch of guys sitting around reading poetry?"
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"We weren't a Greek organization, we were romantics."
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"And we didn't just read poetry, we let it drip from our tongues like honey."
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