Dead Poets Society Page #16

CAMERON:

Do they go to Henley Hall?

CHARLIE:

I don't think they're in school.

CAMERON:

They're townies?!

CHARLIE:

Cameron, what is the matter with you.

You act like they're your mother or

something. You afraid of them?

CAMERON:

Hell no, I'm not afraid of them just, if

we get caught with them, we're dead.

GLORIA (O.S.}

Say, what's going on out there?

CHARLIE:

Just gathering wood.

(low, to Cameron)

You just keep your mouth shut, jerkoff,

and there's nothing to worry about.

CAMERON:

Watch who you call a jerkoff.

NEIL:

Oh calm down, Cameron.

Charlie gives Cameron an expression of mock fear, then heads

off. The others follow. Cameron watches Charlie and Neil for

a moment, then walks after them.

70 INT. THE DANBURRY PANTRY - NIGHT 70

Knox, looking suicidal, wanders through the crowded party and

ends up in the pantry. Kids stand talking. A couple in the

corner is involved in a long kiss. His hand keeps wandering

to her knee and her hand keeps pushing his away, yet the kiss

never breaks. This happens over and over through the entire

next scene.

Ginny Danburry is in the corner and she and Knox exchange

smiles. At the sink a guy stands making bourbon and Cokes.

The guy eyes Knox.

GUY:

You Mutt Sanders' brother?

Knox shakes his head no.

GUY (CONT'D)

Bubba...

BUBBA is a big, drunk jock leaning on the refrigerator.

GUY (CONT'D)

This guy look like Mutt Sanders?

BUBBA:

You his brother?

KNOX:

No relation. Never heard of him.

Sorry.

BUBBA:

Say Steve, where's your manners? Here's

Mutt's brother and you don't offer him a

drink? Want some bourbon?

KNOX:

Actually I don't

Steve puts a glass in Knox's hand and fills it with bourbon,

adding only a hint of Coke. Bubba clinks the glass with him.

BUBBA:

To Mutt.

STEVE:

To Mutt.

KNOX:

To Mutt.

Bubba and Steve drain their glasses. Knox follows their

lead, then bursts into a coughing fit. Steve pours everyone

more bourbon.

BUBBA:

So what the hell's Mutt been up to?

KNOX:

(coughing fitfully)

Actually I don't really know Mutt.

BUBBA:

(toasting)

To f***ing Mutt.

STEVE:

To f***ing Mutt.

KNOX:

F***ing Mutt

They drain their glasses again. Knox continues coughing.

BUBBA:

Well, I'd better find Patsy.

(slaps Knox on the back)

Say hello to Mutt for me.

KNOX:

Will do.

Knox and Ginny exchange knowing smiles. Bubba leaves Knox,

who is still coughing. Ginny wanders out. Steve pours him

and Knox more bourbon.

71 INT. THE CAVE - NIGHT 71

The boys have lit a fire and the girls are warming their

hands. The candle on the head of the "cave god" FLUTTERS.

Tina notices the pitted statue.

TINA:

I heard you guys were weird but not this

weird.

She takes out a pint of whiskey and offers some to Neil. He

takes it and sips. He obviously hasn't had much whiskey in

his life but he tries to act like he has. He hands it back.

TINA (CONT'D)

Go ahead, pass it around.

Neil does. It goes from boy to boy. Each boy tries to act

like he likes the terrible bitterness he tastes. Unlike most

of the others, Todd manages to keep from coughing as he

swallows the whiskey. Everyone is impressed.

GLORIA:

(to Todd)

Yeah! (to the others) Don't you guys

miss having girls here?

CHARLIE:

Miss it? It drives us crazy. That's

part of what this club is about. In

fact, I'd like to announce that I've

published an article in the school paper,

in the name of the Dead Poets society,

demanding girls be admitted to Welton, so

we can all stop beating off.

NEIL:

You what?! How did you do that?

CHARLIE:

I'm one of the proofers. I slipped the

article in.

PITTS:

Oh God, it's over now!

CHARLIE:

Why? Nobody knows who we are.

PITTS:

Don't you think they'll figure out who

did it?! Don't you know they'll come to

you and demand to know what the Dead

Poets Society is? Charlie, you had no

right to do something like that!

CHARLIE:

It's Nuwanda, Cameron.

GLORIA:

(putting her arm around

Charlie)

That's right, it's Nuwanda.

CHARLIE:

And are we just playing around out here

or do we mean what we say? If all we do

is come and read a bunch of poems to each

other, what the hell are we doing?

NEIL:

You still shouldn't have done it,

Charlie. You don't speak for the club.

CHARLIE:

Hey, would you not worry about your

precious little necks? If they catch me,

I'll tell them I made it up. All your

asses are safe. Look, Gloria and Tina

didn't come here to listen to us argue.

Are we gonna have a meeting or what?

GLORIA:

Yeah, how do we know if we want to join

if you don't have a meeting?

NEIL:

(casts a surprised lock at

Charlie)

Join?

Charlie ignores this. He turns to Tina.

CHARLIE:

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate..."

In his recital, Charlie has aimed these words directly at

Tina. She melts into warm goo.

TINA:

Oh, that's so sweet!

Tina hugs Charlie. The other boys look at each other, trying

unsuccessfully to hide their incredible jealousy.

CHARLIE:

I wrote that for you.

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