peter : are they having a staring contest?
remus : sirius is having a staring contest, james is planning quidditch strategies and hasn't remembered to blink in five minutes
Neil: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.
Todd: Wow. They sound stupid.
Neil: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.
Todd: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”
Neil: I guess you’re right. Hey Todd, I love you.
Todd: See! Just say that!
Neil: Holy fucking shit.
Todd: If that flies over their head then, sorry Neil, but they're too dumb for you.
Neil: Todd.
Todd: okay raise your hand if you thought Neil and I were dating
Everyone:
Todd: Neil, put your hand down
BREAKING NEWS
The World’s First Unmanned Flying Deskset allegedly knocked Mr. Perry off the face of the planet and his son, inventor Neil Perry won a Tony for his brilliant performance in an off broadway, local production (at Henley Hall) as Puck in A Midsummer Night’s Dream.
Charlie Dalton has an illegal gambling ring out of his dorm. Why? Who fucking knows.
yes !!! ive been thinking this as well !!
neil’s death would’ve caused most if not all of todd’s character development throughout the film to be reverted, in this essay i will–
why is this canon though 💀
Pitts: oh, there’s a cockroach
Meeks: ew, someone take off their shoe and kill it
Charlie: *takes off his shoe and kills it with his bare foot*
Knox: OH MY FUCKING GOD
this thought occupies at least 30% of my brain at all times
The fact that when Neil died at least all the dead poets could support eachother, both be and have a shoulder to cry on, but then Charlie got expelled.
Charlie is alone in his room, hugging and sobbing into his pillow, the faint yelling of his parents about what they are gonna do now, how will he become a banker? What school should they send him to next? Not comforting him and he had no siblings to rely on, no friends to turn to. Charlie was all alone.
i dont have any friends to talk/obsess over dead poets society with so if you are looking for a new friend to send dead poet tiktoks/tumblr posts/fic recs/anything else to then pls message me !!
this screen cap is very….hmmmm…
mr. keating knows