Dead Poets Society
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:33:03
- Come on. Let's get out.
- Go! Go!

: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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