:34:35
I'm a dead poet!
:34:37
- Charlie.
- Guys, over here!
:34:39
You're funny. You're real funny.
:34:40
It's too wet.
:34:43
God, you trying
to smoke us out of here?
:34:45
No, no, the smoke's
going right up this opening.
:34:49
You okay?
:34:52
Oh, God. Clods.
:34:55
- All right, all right, forget the fire.
- Forget it, forget it.
:34:57
- Let's go, gentlemen.
- Can't light a swamp.
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I hereby reconvene
the Dead Poets Society.
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Welton Chapter. The, uh, meetings
will be conducted by myself
and the other new initiates now present.
:35:11
Uh, Todd Anderson,
because he prefers not to read,
will keep the minutes of the meetings.
:35:15
I'll now read the traditional
opening message...
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by society member
Henry David Thoreau.
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"I went to the woods because
I wanted to live deliberately.
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I wanted to live deep,
and suck out all the marrow of life."
:35:25
I'll second that.
:35:27
"To put to rout all that was not life...
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and not, when I had come to die,
discover that I had not lived."
:35:36
And, uh, Keating's marked
a bunch of other pages.
:35:39
All right, intermission. Dig deep.
Right here, right here, lay it down.
:35:42
On the mud?
We're gonna put our food on the mud?
:35:44
Meeks, put your coat down.
Picnic blanket.
:35:46
- Yes, sir!
- Excuse me.
- Use Meeks' coat.
:35:49
Don't keep anything back, either.
:35:51
You guys are always bumming my smokes.
:35:53
- Raisins?
- Yeah.
:35:55
Wait a minute.
Who gave us half a roll?
:35:58
- I'm eating the other half.
- Come on!