Goodbye, Mr. Chips

[to Mr. Chips] And when you write that books of yours, remember that in addition to all those boys you taught, you managed to teach something to at least one headmaster.

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Mr. Chips: [trying to bring his class under control on his first day] Silence! Silence! I'll have no more of it! John Colley: No more silence, sir?

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Army General: [watching the Officer Training Corps student parade] I congratulate you Mr. Chipping. A smart parade and a fine looking lot of boys. Mr. Chips: Thank you General, thank you. Army General: Very important this OTC work; these lads are the officers of tomorrow. Mr. Chips: I prefer to hope General, that tomorrow never comes.

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Ralston: A year ago, I told you I wanted the new style of Latin pronunciation taught. And you totally ignored it. Mr. Chips: Oh, that. Nonsense, in my opinion. Nonsense. [regarding Cicero.] What's the good of teaching boys to say 'Kikero', when, for the rest of their lives, they'll say 'Sissero'? If they say it a'tall. [about 'vicissim', an adverb] Instead of 'vy-sissum', you'd make them say 'we-kiss-'em. Ralston: There you are. I'm trying to make Brookfield an up-to-date school and you insist on clinging to the past. The world's changing, Mr. Chipping. Mr. Chips: I know the world's changing, Dr. Ralston. I've seen the old traditions die, one by one. Grace, dignity, feeling for the past - all that matters here today is a fat banking account. You're trying to run the school like a factory, for turning out money-making machine-made snobs. You've raised the fees. And in the end, the boys who really belong at Brookfield will be frozen out, frozen out. Modern methods, intensive training - p

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