Dead Poets Society
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:07:00
Todd's brother was Jeffrey Anderson.
:07:01
- Oh, yeah, sure!
- Ooh, wow.

:07:04
- Valedictorian, National Merit Scholar.
- Oh, well!

:07:08
Welcome to Hell-ton!
:07:10
It's every bit as tough as they say
unless you're a genius like Meeks.

:07:14
He flatters me.
That's why I help him with Latin.

:07:16
And English, and trig.
:07:22
It's open.
:07:25
Father, I thought you'd gone.
:07:27
- Mr Perry, sir.
- Keep your seats, fellas.
Keep your seats.

:07:31
Neil, I've just spoken to Mr Nolan.
:07:34
I think that you're taking
too many extracurricular activities
this semester.

:07:37
And I've decided
that you should drop school annual.

:07:40
- But I'm the assistant editor this year.
- Well, I'm, I'm sorry, Neil.

:07:43
- But, Father, I can't.
It wouldn't be fair.
- Fellas?

:07:47
Would you excuse us for a moment?
:08:01
- Don't you ever dispute me in public!
Do you understand?
- Father, I wasn't disputing you...

:08:04
After you've finished medical school
and you're on your own, then you can
do as you damn well please.

:08:07
But until then, you do as I tell you.
Is that clear?

:08:10
Yes, sir. I'm sorry.
:08:15
You know how much this means
to your mother, don't you?

:08:17
Yes, sir.
:08:20
You know me.
I'm always taking on too much.

:08:23
Well, that's my boy.
:08:26
Now, listen. You need anything,
you let us know, huh?

:08:28
Yes, sir.
:08:38
Why doesn't he let you do
what you want?

:08:41
Yeah, Neil, tell him off.
It couldn't get any worse.

:08:44
Oh, that's rich! Like you guys tell
your parents off, Mr Future Lawyer
and Mr Future Banker?

:08:48
Okay, so I don't like it
any more than you do.

:08:51
Well, just don't tell me how to talk
to my father. You guys are the same way.

:08:54
All right, all right. Jesus.
So what are you gonna do then?

:08:57
What I have to do.
Drop the annual.


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