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“I love how to movie ended with Neil at the play!”
Stop it guys y’all are being delusional. We all know what happens… Neil gets dragged home by his dad and he can’t tell his dad how he feels. He goes to bed not feeling understood with the pending doom of military school. It’s about 11 by now and Neil can’t sleep and he’s just so angry and sad and he doesn’t now what to do so he walks through the house and BOOM!!! Jk his dad wakes up and he explains that he was scared to tell him about theater after the events with the school paper so he lied and that he’ll still go wherever his dad wants he just wants to do theater on the side (he switches his majors but his dad doesn’t know that as of right now) so his dad agrees and let’s him continue at Welton and Keating keeps his job. I’m the end the poets all go to nyc and do whatever they want with their lives.
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.