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: Close your eyes, close your eyes! Close 'em! Now, describe what you see. Todd Anderson
: Uh, I-I close my eyes. John Keating
: Yes. Todd Anderson
: Uh, and this image floats beside me. John Keating
: A sweaty-toothed madman. Todd Anderson
: A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain. John Keating
: Oh, that's *excellent*! Now, give him action - make him do something! Todd Anderson
: H-His hands reach out and choke me. John Keating
: That's it! Wonderful, wonderful! Todd Anderson
: And all the time he's mumbling. John Keating
: What's he mumbling? Todd Anderson
: Mumbling truth. John Keating
: Yeah, yes. Todd Anderson
: Truth like-like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. John Keating
: [some of the class start to laugh
] Forget them, forget them! Stay with the blanket. Tell me about that blanket! Todd Anderson
: Y-Y-You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying t-to the moment we leave dying, it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream.
[long pause then class applauds
] John Keating
: Don't you forget this.
: [Neil finds Todd sitting alone on the roof
] Hey! Todd Anderson
: Hey. Neil
: What's going on? Todd Anderson
: Nothin'. Today's my birthday. Neil
: Is today your birthday? Happy birthday! Todd Anderson
: Thanks. Neil
: What'd you get? Todd Anderson
: [indicating the desk set lying beside him
] My parents gave me this. Neil
: Isn't this the same desk set... Todd Anderson
: Yeah. Yeah, they gave me the same thing as last year. Neil
: Oh. Todd Anderson
: Oh. Neil
: Maybe they thought you needed another one. Todd Anderson
: Maybe they weren't thinking about anything at all. The funny thing is about this is, I-I didn't even like it the first time. Neil
: Todd, I think you're underestimating the value of this desk set.
[He picks it up
: I mean, who would want a football or a baseball or... Todd Anderson
: Or a car. Neil
: Or a car, if they could have a desk set as wonderful as this one? I mean, if-if I were ever going to buy a desk set, twice, I would probably buy this one. Both times! In fact, its shape is... it's rather aerodynamic, isn't it?
[walks to the edge of the roof
: You can feel it. This desk set wants to fly!
[hands it to Todd
: Todd? The world's first unmanned flying desk set.
[Todd throws it off the roof - papers fly everywhere and things crash and clatter to the ground
: Oh my! Well, I wouldn't worry. You'll get another one next year.
: Keating said that everybody took turns reading and I don't wanna do that. Neil
: Gosh, you really have a problem with that don't you? Todd Anderson
: N-No, I don't have a problem, Neil. I just - I don't wanna do it, okay!
: [standing on his desk
] Oh captain, my captain.
: [last lines
] Todd Anderson
: [stands up on his desk
] O Captain! My Captain! Nolan
: Sit down, Mr. Anderson! Do you hear me? Sit down! Sit down! This is your final warning, Anderson. How dare you? Do you hear me? Knox
: [climbs up onto his desk
] O Captain! My Captain! Nolan
: Mr. Overstreet, I warn you! Sit down!
[Pitts climbs onto his desk, followed by Meeks, then over half the class, one by one
: Sit down! Sit down. All of you. I want you seated. Sit down. Leave, Mr. Keating. All of you, down. I want you seated. Do you hear me? Sit down! John Keating
: Thank you, boys. Thank you.
: [talking about people listening to him
] The point is, that there's nothing you can do about it. So you can just butt out. I can take care of myself just fine. Alright? Neil
: [long pause
] No. Todd Anderson
: What do you mean 'no'? Neil
: Gentlemen, what are the Four Pillars? Dalton
, Todd Anderson
: Travesty. Horror. Decadence. Excrement.
: Mr. Keating! They made everybody sign it. Nolan
: Quiet, Mr. Anderson. Todd Anderson
: You gotta believe me. It's true. John Keating
: I do believe you, Todd. Nolan
: Leave, Mr. Keating. Todd Anderson
: But it wasn't his fault! Nolan
: Sit down, Mr. Anderson! One more outburst from you or anyone else, and you're out of this school! Leave, Mr. Keating.
: You want me out? Fine, I'm out. Neil
: No, I want you in, but being in means you have to do something, not just saying you're in.