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This sequence of photos shows Mr. Keating learning of Neil's situation over time.

In the first one, Neil's expressing his love for acting, and telling Mr. Keating that it's impossible to show his father what acting means to him. Mr. Keating's concerned for Neil, but is an optimist. He doesn't understand the terrible situation Neil is in, and believes that everyone can be changed for the better.

The next screenshot shows Mr. Keating talking to Neil about what he told his father, in regards to whether he's participating in the play or not. Mr. Keating has no reason to believe Neil's lying here, but can sense that Neil's desperation to act is growing. He suspects that something's going on with Neil, but doesn't have the heart to think that Neil's lying to him.

In the last scene, Mr. Keating witnesses Neil's father taking him away from the theatre, quite forcefully. Mr. Keating's not only scared for Neil, but sad because he realized that Neil lied to him. He finally saw the extent in which Neil needed to act, so much so that he'd lie to his mentors to do so.

No one saw his sucide coming, because Neil wouldn't let them. He suffered in silence, but contributed a yawp of a verse before leaving for better things.

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but you know what really gets to me? how deeply and instinctively steve associates bucky with solace. with love. with mutual devotion.

he sees bucky again for the first time since 1945, standing on the business end of a gun, and through the pain and shock of this earth-shattering revelation, what does he say? what is the only thought he keeps coming back to? "even when i had nothing, i had bucky." which is such a powerful and, and intimate line, it knocks the breath out of you.

he has a moment to himself to gather his thoughts, and where does his mind travel to? to the lowest point of his life. the day he had to bury the only parent he had ever known, and found himself entirely alone in the world. yet the focus of that memory isn't so much on steve's grief, as you would expect; it's rather on bucky's comforting presence, his support, his unconditional affection. it's bucky offering to be steve's home, both literally and figuratively, and reminding steve that this, this thing between them, it's forever, no matter what.

there's just, this unspoken but very palpable tenderness between them, that steve keeps calling back to throughout the movie.

even when bucky's actively shooting at him, stabbing him, punching him with all the superhuman strength in his arm, steve doesn't see a heartless killing machine that must be stopped. even beaten to a pulp and on his way to bleeding to death, when steve looks up at bucky, he only ever sees the boy who loved him. the boy he has loved his whole life.

and now, now bucky's the one who has nothing. bucky's been stripped of everything: his name, his humanity, his sense of self, his freedom, his past. his entire life. for the past 70 years, he has been nothing but a weapon passed from hand to hand, used and brutalized without remorse.

and steve walks into that helicarrier determined to show him that what bucky told him that day, all those years ago? it goes both ways. that even now that bucky's got nothing, he still has steve, even if bucky doesn't remember that yet.

steve takes his helmet off, and lets go of his shield, and lays himself bare to bucky's rage - makes himself vulnerable in every way he possibly can - to show bucky that no matter what, there is one person in this world who loves him, and always will. that he's not alone, not anymore. steve will never let that happen again, even if it costs him his own life.

like god, if that isn't tenderness, i don't know what is.

todd anderson and the flowers he meant to give neil after his performance, which are now wilting away in his room. it could have been sweet in some way, keeping at least a part of neil; but now todd just watches them wither on neil's side of the room, untouched and unseen by him. the day of the funeral, all that's left of the bouquet is molding petals and soggy green pulp.

you can't keep something alive that's meant to die.