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Now remember keep
your shoulders back.
Okay put your arm
around your brother. That's it.
That's it.
Right and breathe in.
Okay one more.
Now just to review
you're going to follow
along the procession...
until you get
to the headmaster.
At that point
he will indicate to you...
to light the candles
of the boys.
All right boys
let's settle down.
Banners up!
Ladies and gentlemen
boys...
the Light of Knowledge.
One hundred years ago
in 1859
41 boys sat in this room...
and were asked
the same question...
that now greets you
at the start of each semester.
Gentlemen
what are the Four Pillars?
Tradition. Honour.
Discipline. Excellence.
In her first year
Welton Academy graduated
five students.
Last year
we graduated 51.
And more than 75 percent
of those...
went on to the Ivy League.
This- This kind
of accomplishment...
is the result...
of fervent dedication
to the principles taught here.
This is why you parents
have been sending us your sons.
This is why
we are the best...
preparatory school
in the United States.
As you know
our beloved Mr Portius of the
English Department retired last term.
You will have the opportunity later to
meet his replacement Mr John Keating
himself an honours graduate
of this school.
And who for the past several years
has been teaching...
at the highly regarded
Chester School in London.
Richard you forgot your bag!
Hi Johnny!
Hey how you doin'?
Don't worry.
I got your room assignment.
They haven't moved
the dining area.
Glad you could come by.
- Thrilling ceremony
as usual Dr Nolan.
- You've been away too long.
- Hello Dr Nolan.
- Good to have you back.
- This is our youngest Todd.
- Mr Anderson.
You have some big shoes to fill.
Your brother was one of our finest.
Thank you.
- Lovely ceremony.
- Thank you. Glad you liked it.
- Gale.
- Tom.
- Good to see you again.
- Hello Mr Nolan.
- We expect great things
from you this year.
- Thank you sir.
Well he won't disappoint us.
Right Neil?
I'll do my best sir.
Hey come on son.
- Chin up.
- Okay.
- No tears now.
- Chin up.
- I don't want to go here.
- Honey I love you.
- I'll walk you over.
- You be a good boy. Do your lessons.
Hey! I hear
we're gonna be roommates.
- I'm Neil Perry.
- I'm Todd Anderson.
Why'd you leave Balincrest?
My brother went here.
Oh so you're
that Anderson.
- This is for his sinuses.
- Yes. I see.
Oh and if he can't swallow
you give him one of these.
And if he has trouble breathing
you can give him some of those.
- Did you remember your vaporizer?
- Yes I put it in my room.
- Hey how's it going Neil?
- Hey Knox.
Neil study group tonight?
- Yeah sure.
- Business as usual huh?
Hey I heard you got the new kid.
Looks like a stiff!
Oops.
Listen don't mind Cameron.
He was born with his foot in his mouth.
You know what I mean?
Rumour has it...
you did summer school.
Yep. Chemistry. My father
thought I should get ahead.
How was your summer slick?
Keen.
Meeks. Door. Closed.
Yes sir.
Gentlemen what are
the Four Pillars?
Travesty. Horror.
Decadence. Excrement.
Okay. Study group.
Meeks aced Latin.
I didn't quite flunk English.
- If you want we got our study group.
- Sure.
Cameron asked me too.
Anyone mind including him?
Hmm what's his specialty?
Bootlicking?
- Come on he's your roommate.
- That's not my fault.
I'm sorry. My name is Stephen Meeks.
Oh!
This is Todd Anderson.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Charlie Dalton.
Knox Overstreet.
Todd's brother was
Jeffrey Anderson.
- Oh yeah sure.
- What do you know?
- Valedictorian. National Merit Scholar.
- Oh well...
welcome to Hell- ton.
It's every bit as tough as they say
unless you're a genius like Meeks.
He flatters me.
That's why I help him with Latin.
And English. And trig.
It's open.
Father I thought you'd gone.
- Mr Perry.
- Keep your seats fellows.
Neil I've just spoken
to Mr Nolan.
You're taking too many extracurricular
activities this semester
and I've decided that
you should drop the school annual.
But I'm the assistant editor
this year.
- Well I'm sorry Neil.
- But Father I can't.
- It wouldn't be fair.
- Would you excuse us for a moment?
Don't you ever dispute me in public.
Do you understand?
- Father I wasn't disputing- -
- After you've finished medical school...
and you're on your own
then you can do as you damn well please.
But until then you do as I tell you.
Is that clear?
Yes sir.
I'm sorry.
You know how much this means
to your mother don't you?
Yes sir.
You know me:
always taking on too much.
Well that's my boy.
- You need anything you let us know.
- Yes sir.
Why doesn't he
let you do what you want?
Yeah Neil. Tell him off.
Couldn't get any worse.
Oh that's rich.
Like you guys tell your parents off?
Mr Future Lawyer
and Mr Future Banker?
Okay so I don't like it
any more than you do.
Well just don't tell me
how to talk to my father.
- You guys are the same way.
- All right all right.Jesus.
- So what are you gonna do then?
- What I have to do.
- Drop the annual.
- I wouldn't lose much sleep over it.
It's just a bunch of jerks
trying to impress Nolan.
I don't care. I don't
give a damn about any of it.
- Well uh... Latin 8:00 in my room?
- Yes.
- That sounds okay.
- Todd you're welcome to join us.
- Yeah come along pal.
- Thanks.
Slow down boys!
Slow down you horrible
phalanx of pubescence!
Pick three laboratory experiments
from the project list...
and report on them
every five weeks.
The first 20 questions at the end
of chapter one are due tomorrow.
- Agricolam.
- Agricolam.
- Agricola.
- Agricola.
- Agricolae.
- Agricolae.
- Agricolarum.
- Agricolarum.
- Agricolis.
- Agricolis.
- Agricolas.
- Agricolas.
- Agricolis.
- Agricolis.
- Again please. Agricola.
- Agricola.
Your study of trigonometry
requires absolute precision.
Anyone failing to turn in
any homework assignment...
will be penalized one point
off their final grade.
Let me urge you now not
to test me on this point.
Hey Spaz. Spaz.
Brain damage!
- Shh!
Well come on.
- Let's go.
- Let's go guys.
Let's go.
"O Captain my Captain."
Who knows
where that comes from?
Anybody?
Not a clue?
It's from a poem by Walt Whitman
about Mr Abraham Lincoln.
Now in this class you can
either call me Mr Keating...
or if you're slightly more daring
"O Captain my Captain."
Now let me dispel a few rumours
so they don't fester into facts.
Yes I too attended Hell- ton
and survived.
And no at that time I was not
the mental giant you see before you.
I was the intellectual equivalent
of a 98- pound weakling.
I would go to the beach and people
would kick copies of Byron in my face.
Now... Mr Pitts?
That's a rather
unfortunate name.
Mr Pitts where are you?
Mr Pitts would you open
your hymnal to page 542.
Read the first stanza
of the poem you find there.
"To the Virgins
to Make Much of Time"?
Yes that's the one.
Somewhat appropriate isn't it?
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
"Old Time is still a- flying.
And this same flower that smiles today
tomorrow will be dying."
your shoulders back.
Okay put your arm
around your brother. That's it.
That's it.
Right and breathe in.
Okay one more.
Now just to review
you're going to follow
along the procession...
until you get
to the headmaster.
At that point
he will indicate to you...
to light the candles
of the boys.
All right boys
let's settle down.
Banners up!
Ladies and gentlemen
boys...
the Light of Knowledge.
One hundred years ago
in 1859
41 boys sat in this room...
and were asked
the same question...
that now greets you
at the start of each semester.
Gentlemen
what are the Four Pillars?
Tradition. Honour.
Discipline. Excellence.
In her first year
Welton Academy graduated
five students.
Last year
we graduated 51.
And more than 75 percent
of those...
went on to the Ivy League.
This- This kind
of accomplishment...
is the result...
of fervent dedication
to the principles taught here.
This is why you parents
have been sending us your sons.
This is why
we are the best...
preparatory school
in the United States.
As you know
our beloved Mr Portius of the
English Department retired last term.
You will have the opportunity later to
meet his replacement Mr John Keating
himself an honours graduate
of this school.
And who for the past several years
has been teaching...
at the highly regarded
Chester School in London.
Richard you forgot your bag!
Hi Johnny!
Hey how you doin'?
Don't worry.
I got your room assignment.
They haven't moved
the dining area.
Glad you could come by.
- Thrilling ceremony
as usual Dr Nolan.
- You've been away too long.
- Hello Dr Nolan.
- Good to have you back.
- This is our youngest Todd.
- Mr Anderson.
You have some big shoes to fill.
Your brother was one of our finest.
Thank you.
- Lovely ceremony.
- Thank you. Glad you liked it.
- Gale.
- Tom.
- Good to see you again.
- Hello Mr Nolan.
- We expect great things
from you this year.
- Thank you sir.
Well he won't disappoint us.
Right Neil?
I'll do my best sir.
Hey come on son.
- Chin up.
- Okay.
- No tears now.
- Chin up.
- I don't want to go here.
- Honey I love you.
- I'll walk you over.
- You be a good boy. Do your lessons.
Hey! I hear
we're gonna be roommates.
- I'm Neil Perry.
- I'm Todd Anderson.
Why'd you leave Balincrest?
My brother went here.
Oh so you're
that Anderson.
- This is for his sinuses.
- Yes. I see.
Oh and if he can't swallow
you give him one of these.
And if he has trouble breathing
you can give him some of those.
- Did you remember your vaporizer?
- Yes I put it in my room.
- Hey how's it going Neil?
- Hey Knox.
Neil study group tonight?
- Yeah sure.
- Business as usual huh?
Hey I heard you got the new kid.
Looks like a stiff!
Oops.
Listen don't mind Cameron.
He was born with his foot in his mouth.
You know what I mean?
Rumour has it...
you did summer school.
Yep. Chemistry. My father
thought I should get ahead.
How was your summer slick?
Keen.
Meeks. Door. Closed.
Yes sir.
Gentlemen what are
the Four Pillars?
Travesty. Horror.
Decadence. Excrement.
Okay. Study group.
Meeks aced Latin.
I didn't quite flunk English.
- If you want we got our study group.
- Sure.
Cameron asked me too.
Anyone mind including him?
Hmm what's his specialty?
Bootlicking?
- Come on he's your roommate.
- That's not my fault.
I'm sorry. My name is Stephen Meeks.
Oh!
This is Todd Anderson.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Charlie Dalton.
Knox Overstreet.
Todd's brother was
Jeffrey Anderson.
- Oh yeah sure.
- What do you know?
- Valedictorian. National Merit Scholar.
- Oh well...
welcome to Hell- ton.
It's every bit as tough as they say
unless you're a genius like Meeks.
He flatters me.
That's why I help him with Latin.
And English. And trig.
It's open.
Father I thought you'd gone.
- Mr Perry.
- Keep your seats fellows.
Neil I've just spoken
to Mr Nolan.
You're taking too many extracurricular
activities this semester
and I've decided that
you should drop the school annual.
But I'm the assistant editor
this year.
- Well I'm sorry Neil.
- But Father I can't.
- It wouldn't be fair.
- Would you excuse us for a moment?
Don't you ever dispute me in public.
Do you understand?
- Father I wasn't disputing- -
- After you've finished medical school...
and you're on your own
then you can do as you damn well please.
But until then you do as I tell you.
Is that clear?
Yes sir.
I'm sorry.
You know how much this means
to your mother don't you?
Yes sir.
You know me:
always taking on too much.
Well that's my boy.
- You need anything you let us know.
- Yes sir.
Why doesn't he
let you do what you want?
Yeah Neil. Tell him off.
Couldn't get any worse.
Oh that's rich.
Like you guys tell your parents off?
Mr Future Lawyer
and Mr Future Banker?
Okay so I don't like it
any more than you do.
Well just don't tell me
how to talk to my father.
- You guys are the same way.
- All right all right.Jesus.
- So what are you gonna do then?
- What I have to do.
- Drop the annual.
- I wouldn't lose much sleep over it.
It's just a bunch of jerks
trying to impress Nolan.
I don't care. I don't
give a damn about any of it.
- Well uh... Latin 8:00 in my room?
- Yes.
- That sounds okay.
- Todd you're welcome to join us.
- Yeah come along pal.
- Thanks.
Slow down boys!
Slow down you horrible
phalanx of pubescence!
Pick three laboratory experiments
from the project list...
and report on them
every five weeks.
The first 20 questions at the end
of chapter one are due tomorrow.
- Agricolam.
- Agricolam.
- Agricola.
- Agricola.
- Agricolae.
- Agricolae.
- Agricolarum.
- Agricolarum.
- Agricolis.
- Agricolis.
- Agricolas.
- Agricolas.
- Agricolis.
- Agricolis.
- Again please. Agricola.
- Agricola.
Your study of trigonometry
requires absolute precision.
Anyone failing to turn in
any homework assignment...
will be penalized one point
off their final grade.
Let me urge you now not
to test me on this point.
Hey Spaz. Spaz.
Brain damage!
- Shh!
Well come on.
- Let's go.
- Let's go guys.
Let's go.
"O Captain my Captain."
Who knows
where that comes from?
Anybody?
Not a clue?
It's from a poem by Walt Whitman
about Mr Abraham Lincoln.
Now in this class you can
either call me Mr Keating...
or if you're slightly more daring
"O Captain my Captain."
Now let me dispel a few rumours
so they don't fester into facts.
Yes I too attended Hell- ton
and survived.
And no at that time I was not
the mental giant you see before you.
I was the intellectual equivalent
of a 98- pound weakling.
I would go to the beach and people
would kick copies of Byron in my face.
Now... Mr Pitts?
That's a rather
unfortunate name.
Mr Pitts where are you?
Mr Pitts would you open
your hymnal to page 542.
Read the first stanza
of the poem you find there.
"To the Virgins
to Make Much of Time"?
Yes that's the one.
Somewhat appropriate isn't it?
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
"Old Time is still a- flying.
And this same flower that smiles today
tomorrow will be dying."
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