“Keating: 'Mr. Anderson, I see you sitting there in agony. Come on, Todd, step up. Let's put you out of your misery.'

Todd: 'I, I didn't do it. I didn't write a poem.'

Keating: 'Mr. Anderson thinks that everything inside of him is worthless and embarrassing. Isn't that right, Todd? Isn't that your worst fear? Well, I think you're wrong. I think you have something inside of you that is worth a great deal.'”