1:10:00
How's about a kiss
1:10:04
- But you don't remember?
- Well if you don't kiss your baby
1:10:06
- What? Are you kiddin'?
- Chet. Chet!
1:10:10
- Look.
- What?
1:10:12
- It's Mutt Sanders' brother.
- Huh?
1:10:15
- Knox, what...
- And he's feeling up your girl!
1:10:17
What are you doing?
1:10:19
- What the hell are you doing?
- Chet! Chet, don't.
1:10:22
Now, Chet, I know this looks bad,
but you've gotta...
1:10:24
Chet, no! You'll hurt him!
No! No! Stop it!
1:10:28
- Leave him alone.
- Goddam!
1:10:30
- Chet, stop it.
- Bastard!
1:10:33
- Knox, are you all right?
- Chris, get the hell away from him!
1:10:36
- Chet, you hurt him!
- Good!
1:10:38
- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
- It's okay. L-It's okay.
1:10:41
Next time I see you, you die.
1:10:45
Go ahead, pass it around.
1:10:57
Me and Pitts are workin'
on a hi-fi system.
1:11:00
- It shouldn't be that hard to,
uh, to put together.
- Yeah.
1:11:04
Yeah. Uh, I might be going to Yale.
1:11:07
Uh, ah, but l, I might not.
1:11:10
- Don't you guys miss
having girls around here?
- Yeah.
1:11:14
That's part of what this club is about.
1:11:16
In fact, I'd like to announce...
1:11:19
I published an article in the school
paper in the name of the Dead Poets.
1:11:22
- What?
- Demanding girls be admitted to Welton.
1:11:25
- You didn't.
- So we can all stop beating off.
1:11:28
- How did you do that?
- I'm one of the proofers.
I slipped the article in.
1:11:31
- Look, uh, it's, it's over now.
- Why? Nobody knows who we are.
1:11:34
Well, don't you think
they're gonna figure out who wrote it?
1:11:36
They're gonna come to you and ask
to know what the Dead Poets Society is.
1:11:40
Charlie, you had no right
to do something like that.
1:11:42
It's Nuwanda, Cameron.
1:11:44
That's right. It's Nuwanda.
1:11:47
Are we just playin' around out here,
or do we mean what we say?
1:11:50
If all we do is come together
and read a bunch of poems to each other,
what the hell are we doin'?
1:11:54
All right, but you still
shouldn't have done it, Charlie.
1:11:57
This could mean trouble.
You don't speak for the club.