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- Mr. Slade.
- This is such a crock of shit !

                    
Please watch your language,
Mr. Slade.

  
                  
You are in the Baird school,
not a barracks.

  
                  
Mr. Simms, I will give you one
final opportunity to speak up.

  
                  
Mr. Simms
doesn't want it.

  
                  
He doesn't need
to be labeled...

  
                  
"still worthy of
being a Baird man."

  
                  
What the hell
is that ?

  
                  
What is your motto here ?

  
                  
"Boys, inform on your
classmates, save your hide;

  
                  
anything short of that,
we're gonna burn you at the stake" ?

  
                  
Well, gentlemen,

  
                  
when the shit hits the fan,
some guys run...

  
                  
and some guys stay.

  
                  
Here's Charlie facin' the fire,
and there's George...

  
                  
hidin' in
big daddy's pocket.

  
                  
And what are you doin' ?

  
                  
You're gonna
reward George...

  
                  
and destroy Charlie.

  
                  
-Are you finished, Mr. Slade ?
-No, I'm just gettin' warmed up.

  
                  
I don't know who
went to this place.

  
                  
William Howard Taft,
William Jennings Bryant,

  
                  
William Tell, whoever.

  
                  
Their spirit is dead,
if they ever had one.

  
                  
It's gone.

  
                  
You're buildin'
a rat ship here,

  
                  
a vessel for
seagoin' snitches.

  
                  
And if you think you're
preparin' these minnows for manhood,

  
                  
you better think again,

  
                  
because I say you are
killin' the very spirit...

  
                  
this institution
proclaims it instills.

  
                  
What a sham.

  
                  
What kind of a show
are you guys puttin' on here today ?

  
                  
I mean, the only class
in this act is sittin' next to me.

  
                  
I'm here to tell you
this boy's soul is intact.

  
                  
It's non-negotiable.
You know how I know ?

  
                  
Someone here, and I'm not gonna say who,
offered to buy it.

  
                  
- Only Charlie here wasn't sellin'.
- Sir, you're out of order.

  
                  
I show you out of order.

  
                  
You don't know what
out of order is, Mr. Trask.

  
                  
I'd show you,
but I'm too old,

  
                  
I'm too tired,
too fuckin' blind.

  
                  
If I were the man I was
five years ago, I'd take...

  
                  
a flamethrower
to this place !

  
                  
Out of order ? Who the hell
you think you're talkin' to ?

  
                  
I've been around,
you know ?

  
                  
There was a time
I could see.

  
                  
And I have seen.

  
                  
Boys like these,
younger than these,

  
                  
their arms torn out,
their legs ripped off.

  
                  
But there is nothin'
like the sight...

  
                  
of an amputated spirit.

  
                  
There is
no prosthetic for that.

  
                  
You think you're merely sendin'
this splendid foot soldier...

  
                  
back home to Oregon with
his tail between his legs,

  
                  
but I say you are...

  
                  
executin' his soul !

  
                  
And why ?

  
                  
Because he's not
a Baird man.

  
                  
Baird men.
You hurt this boy,

  
                  
you're gonna be Baird bums,
the lot of you.

  
                  
And, Harry, Jimmy,

  
                  
Trent, wherever
you are out there,

  
                  
fuck you too !

  
                  
Stand down, Mr. Slade !

  
                  
I'm not finished.

  
                  
As I came in here,
I heard those words:

  
                  
"cradle of leadership."

  
                  
Well, when
the bough breaks,

  
                  
the cradle will fall,
and it has fallen here.

  
                  
It has fallen.

  
                  
Makers of men,
creators of leaders.

  
                  
Be careful what kind of leaders
you're producin' here.

  
                  
I don't know if Charlie's
silence here today...

  
                  
is right or wrong;
I'm not a judge or jury.

  
                  
But I can tell you this:

  
                  
he won't sell
anybody out...

  
                  
to buy his future !

  
                  
And that, my friends,
is called integrity.

  
                  
That's called courage.

  
                  
Now that's the stuff
leaders should be made of.

  
                  
Now I have come to
the crossroads in my life.

  
                  
I always knew
what the right path was.

  
                  
Without exception, I knew,
but I never took it.

  
                  
You know why ?

  
                  
It was too damn hard.

  
                  
Now here's Charlie.
He's come to the crossroads.

  
                  
He has chosen a path.

  
                  
It's the right path.

  
                  
It's a path
made of principle...

  
                  
that leads to character.

  
                  
Let him continue
on his journey.

  
                  
You hold this boy's future
in your hands, Committee.

  
                  
It's a valuable future,

  
                  
believe me.

  
                  
Don't destroy it.
Protect it.

  
                  
Embrace it.

  
                  
It's gonna make you proud
one day, I promise you.

  
                  
How's that for cornball ?

  
                  
Nothing can
shut them up, sir.

  
                  
The Disciplinary Committee will
take this matter under advisement...

  
                  
in closed session.

  
                  
- What are they doin', Charlie ?
- I think they're going
to come to a decision now.

  
                  
Very well.

  
                  
Apparently, that meeting
will be unnecessary.

  
                  
Mrs. Hunsaker.

  
                  
The joint student-faculty
Disciplinary Committee...

  
                  
needs no further sessions.

  
                  
They have come
to a decision.

  
                  
Misters Havemeyer,
Potter and Jameson...

  
                  
are placed
on probation...

  
                  
for suspicion of
ungentlemanly conduct.

  
                  
It is further recommended
that Mr. George Willis, Jr....

  
                  
receive neither recognition
nor commendation...

  
                  
for his cooperation.

  
                  
Mr. Charles Simms
is excused...

  
                  
from any further response
to this incident.

  
                  
Whoo-ah.