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英文電影:《Good Will Hunting》

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Good Will Hunting
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Good Will Hunting is a 1997 American drama film directed by Gus Van Sant. Alongside Ben Affleck and Robin Williams, the film starred Matt Damon in the lead role of Will Hunting. Written by and starring Affleck and Damon, Good Will Hunting was met with both critical and financial success, beginning Affleck and Damon's rise to stardom. The film grossed over twenty-two times its $10,000,000 budget during its theatrical run and later earned nine Academy Award nominations, two of which it won.

Plot

Will Hunting (Matt Damon) has a genius-level intellect. Despite this, he chooses to work as a janitor at MIT and lives alone in a rundown South Boston neighborhood, spending time with his friends Chuckie Sullivan (Ben Affleck), Billy McBride (Cole Hauser) and Morgan O'Mally (Casey Affleck). An abused foster child, he subconsciously blames himself for his unhappy upbringing and turns this self-loathing into a form of self-sabotage both professionally and personally.

Will solves a difficult graduate-level problem taken from algebraic graph theory that Professor Gerald Lambeau (Stellan Skarsgård), a Fields Medal winner and combinatorialist, posed as a challenge to his students, hoping someone might find the solution by the end of the semester. When it is solved quickly and anonymously, Lambeau posts a much more difficult problem. When Lambeau chances upon Will writing on a chalkboard, he chases Will away, taking him for a vandal. However, Lambeau realizes Will solved the problem.

Soon thereafter, Will faces imprisonment after attacking a police officer. Realizing Will is extraordinarily brilliant, Lambeau speaks to the judge presiding over Will's case. Lambeau informs Will that the judge will not sentence will to imprisonment if Will studies mathematics under Lambeau's personal supervision and agrees to see a therapist. Will agrees, even though he does not believe he needs therapy.

Will treats the first two therapists Lambeau has him see with utter contempt. In desperation, Lambeau finally calls on Sean Maguire (Robin Williams), his former roommate at MIT and now an estranged old friend, who happened to grow up in the same neighborhood as Will. Unlike the other therapists, Sean pushes back at Will and is eventually able to overcome Will's defense mechanisms. Despite a disastrous first meeting, Sean refuses to give up and after a few unproductive sessions Will finally begins to open up to him. Will is particularly struck when Sean tells him how he gave up his ticket to see the Boston Red Sox in Game 6 of the 1975 World Series (thus missing Carlton Fisk's famous home run) in order to meet a stranger at a bar, who would later become Sean's wife. This encourages Will to try to establish a relationship with Skylar (Minnie Driver), a young English woman he had earlier met at a bar near Harvard University, from which she will soon be graduating.

The doctor-patient relationship between Sean and Will develops a new wrinkle when Will challenges Sean to take a hard, objective look at his own life. Sean has been unable to deal with his beloved wife's premature death from cancer two years before. As time goes on, Sean becomes very fond of Will, and feels that, despite Lambeau's good intentions, he may be pushing Will too hard.

Meanwhile, Will begins to chafe under Lambeau's high expectations and eventually refuses to attend job interviews that Lambeau arranges. An infuriated Lambeau confronts Sean, and Will accidentally walks in while they are arguing furiously about the direction of his future. Seeing Lambeau and Sean fight greatly upsets Will, although Sean says that he and Lambeau have been estranged for quite some time.

Skylar asks Will to move to California with her, where she will begin studying at Stanford University School of Medicine. Will panics at the thought and reverts to pushing her away, telling her that he has lied about his past. Will also tells her of the abuse he endured as a child. Skylar expresses sympathy and her love for him, but her gesture triggers an outburst and Will storms from the dorm.

Later, Will meets with Lambeau. He dismisses the mathematical research he has been doing for Lambeau as "a joke".

Will goes to another therapy session, where he and Sean share that they were both victims of physical child abuse. Finally, after much self-reflection, Will decides to cease being a victim of his own inner demons and to take charge of his life. Soon after, Sean takes a sabbatical to travel the world and begins packing up his office when Lambeau visits. The two reconcile as friends.

When his buddies present him with a rebuilt Chevrolet Nova for his 21st birthday, Will decides to forgo his lucrative job offers. Will leaves a brief note for Sean, using one of Sean's own quips, "I had to go see about a girl." The film ends with Will driving to California in his Chevrolet Nova to find Skylar.










Classroom

                        LAMBEAU
           Mod f(x) squared dx. So, please finish Percival, by next
           time. And I know many of you had this as
           undergraduates, but it won't hurt to brush up . . . .
           Thank you, Steven . . . . I also put an advanced Fourier
           system on the main hallway chalkboard. I'm hoping that
           one of you might prove it by the end of the semester.
           Now, the person to do so will not only be in my good
           graces, but also go on to fame and fortune by having
           their accomplishment recorded and their name printed in
           the auspicious MIT Tech. Former winners include Nobel
           Laureates, Fields Medal Winners, Renowned
           Astrophysicists, and lowly MIT professors. Well, that's
           all. If you have any questions, I'm sure that..Tom has the
           answers.

L Street Bar and Grille

                        KRYSTYN
           Hi, Will.

                        WILL
           Hey, Krystyn. How're you doin'?

                        KRYSTYN
           Alright...

                        CHUCKIE
           I didn't get on Cathy last night.

                        WILL
           No?

                        CHUCKIE
           No...

                        WILL
           Why not?

                        CHUCKIE
           I dunno. Cathy!

                        CATHY
           What?

                        CHUCKIE
           Why didn't you give me none of that nasty little Hoochie
           Woochie you usually throw at me?

                        CATHY
           Oh, Fuck you. And your Irish curse, Chuckie. Like I'd
           waste my energy spreading my legs for that Tootsie Roll
           dick? Go home and give it a tug yourself.

                        MORGAN
           TOOTSIE ROLL! TOOT, TOOTS!

                        CHUCKIE
           She's missing a tooth, Will. She's got skin problems.
           Plus, it's like five to two Morgan ends up marryin' her,
           you know what I mean? There's only so many times you
           can bang your friend's future wife. . . .Where're you
           goin'?

                        WILL
           I'm gunna' take off.

                        CHUCKIE
           Fuck you, you're takin' off. It's like..What?..Ten
           o'clock?

                        WILL
           I'm tired.

                        CHUCKIE
           Irish curse...no, no...no Irish curse.

Batting Cage at Funland

                        CHUCKIE
           Stop brushing me back.

                        WILL
           Stop crowdin' the plate....Which one'll it be?

                        CHUCKIE
           You're gunna' get charged, you know that.

                        WILL
           You think I'm afraid of you, you big fuck? You're
           crowdin' the fuckin' plate.

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey, uh...Casey's bouncin' up a bar, uh..at Harvard next
           week. We should up there.

                        WILL
           What're we gunna do up there?

                        CHUCKIE
           'dunno. Fuck up some smart kids. You'd probably fit
           right in....What're you doin'? Hey, What's up? You still
           tough? Com'on!

MIT Reunion

                        BARBERSHOP QUARTET#1,2,3,4
                 (singing)
           I love you forever, here in my heart...

                        MIT STUDENT
           Professor Lambeau.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yes?

                        MIT STUDENT
           I'm in your applied theories class. We're all up at the
           Math and Science building.

                        LAMBEAU
           Come 'ere....It's Saturday! Unless you wanna' have a
           drink with me tonight.

                        MIT STUDENT
           . . . . Maybe . . . . We just couldn't wait until Monday to
           find out.

                        LAMBEAU
           Find out what?

                        MIT STUDENT
           Who proved the theorem.

MIT Hallway

                        LAMBEAU
           This is correct. Who did this? Jack?

                        MIT STUDENT
           Wasn't me.

                        LAMBEAU
           Nemesh?

                        MIT STUDENT
           No way.

Little League Game

                        CHUCKIE
           Run, Joey, yeah!

                        WILL
           Look, McNamara's up.

                        CHUCKIE
           Com'on, kid!...

                        BILLY
           Hey, Morgan. Who's the girl with the striped pants?
           She's got a nice ass.

                        MORGAN
           That's her own nice ass. (That's a real nice ass)

                        BILLY
           Who's the guy she's with?

                        MORGAN
           That fucking ginny. I hate that little bitch. Will knows
           him.

                        WILL
           That fuckhead Carmine Scarpaglia (?). That kid used
           to beat the shit outta' me in kindergarten.

                        BILLY
           That guy?

                        WILL
           Yeah.

                        BILLY
           O.

                        MORGAN
           Let's get some food.

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey, what, Morgan? You're not gunna talk to her?

                        MORGAN
           Fuck her.

                        WILL
           I'm good for a Whopper.

                        BILLY
           I don't wanna Whopper. (walk?)

                        MORGAN
           Let's go to Kelly's.

                        CHUCKIE
           Morgan, we're not goin' to Kelly's just cus' you like
           the takeout girl. It's 15 minutes out of our way.

                        MORGAN
           What the fuck are we gunna do, we can't spare 15
           minutes?

Car

                        MORGAN
           Double burger. . . . .double
           burger?........
                 (singing)
           Chuck, I had a double burger!

                        CHUCKIE
           Would you shut the fuck up. I know what you ordered.
           I was there.

                        MORGAN
           So, give me my fuckin' sandwich.

                        CHUCKIE
           Whaduya mean, "your sandwich?" I bought
           it....Morgan, how much money you got on you?

                        MORGAN
           I set out your change, right. Get the snowcone (?) I
           said that before, when we pulled up. Why don't you
           just give me my sandwich, and stop being a prick?

                        CHUCKIE
           All right, well, give me your fucking 16 cents that you
           got on you now, and we'll put your fuckin' sandwich
           on layaway. There we go. Keep it right up here for
           ya', and we'll put you on a program. Every day you
           come in with your six cents, and at the end of the week
           you get your sandwich.

                        MORGAN
           Don't be an asshole...

                        CHUCKIE
           What am I? Your fuckin' sandwich welfare? I think
           you should establish a good line of credit. Like how
           you bought your couch. Payment plans. Remember?
           Your mother brought in ten dollars every day for a
           year..she finally got a couch rent-a-center style.

                        MORGAN
           Can I have my food now, please?

                        CHUCKIE
           Here's your fuckin' double burger.
          
                        WILL
           Hey, hold up Chuck. Slow it down.

                        CHUCKIE
           What do we got?

                        WILL
           I dunno, yet.

                        MORGAN
           Ah, Will...we just seen the guy 15 minutes ago at the
           ballgame. If we was gunna' fight him him we shoulda'
           fight him then, but we got snacks, now.

                        CHUCKIE
           Shut up, Morgan, you're goin'.

                        MORGAN
           I'm not goin'.

                        CHUCKIE
           So, don't go.

                        MORGAN
           I'm not goin'.

                        BILLY
           So, don't fuckin' go, Morgan.

                        CHUCKIE
           Let me tell you somethin'. If you're not out there in
           two fuckin' seconds, when I'm done with them, you're
           next.

Outside

                        WILL
           Carmine! It's me! It's me, Will, remember? We went
           to kindergarten together. . . .

                        CHUCKIE
           Will......Will.....Cops!

                        WILL
           Fuck......

Lecture Hall

                        LAMBEAU
           Is it just my imagination or has my class grown
           considerably? Well, by no stretch of my imagination
           do I believe you've all come here to hear me lecture.
           But rather to ascertain the identity of the mystery math
           magician. So, without further ado, come forward
           silent rogue and receive thy prize.........Well, I'm
           sorry to disappoint my spectators, but it seems there
           will be no unmasking here today. However, um...my
           colleagues and I have conferred, and there is a
           problem on the board right now that took us more
           than two years to prove. So, let this be said: the
           gauntlet has been thrown down, but the faculty have
           answered, and answered, with vigor.
          
Outside Court Building

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey. When's the arraignment?

                        WILL
           Next Week.

MIT Hallway

                        WILL
           Sorry.

                        LAMBEAU
           What're you doing?

                        WILL
           Sorry.

                        LAMBEAU
           That's people's work, you can't graffiti here. Don't
           you walk away from me!

                        WILL
           Hey, fuck you!

                        LAMBEAU
           Oh, you're a clever one. What's your name? . . . . . . .
           Oh my god...

                        TOM
           Looks Right.

Street Outside Bow and Arrow Pub, Cambridge
                       
                        MORGAN
           Boy, I alwayssawhowstupidyouneedtobe to get fired
           from that job. I mean, how hard is it to push a
           mother-fuckin' broom aroundaroom.

                        CHUCKIE
           Bitch, you got fired from pushing a fuckin' broom.

                        MORGAN
           I got fired because management was restructuring.

                        BILLY
           Yeah, restructuring the amount of retards they had
           workin' for 'em.

                        MORGAN
           Shut up. You get canned more than tuna, bitch.

                        BILLY
           At least I got a mother-fuckin' job right now, don't I?

                        MORGAN
           Yeah.

                        BILLY
           Why did you get fired, Will, com'on.

                        WILL
           'ell, management was restructuring.

                        CHUCKIE
           My uncle could probably get you on the demo team.

                        WILL
           Can he do that?

                        MORGAN
           You kidding me? I asked you yesterday if I could get a
           job.

                        CHUCKIE
           And I told you no, yesterday.

In Bow and Arrow Pub

                        BILLY
           Lets sit over here...

                        CHUCKIE
           This is...This is a Harvard bar, huh? I thought there'd be
           equations and shit on the walls...I will take a pitcher of
           the finest Lager in the house....Time out. I'm gunna
           hafta' bust a little move on dem Harvard honeys down at
           the end of the bar. Work some magic.......... Oh, hello.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh, hello.

                        CHUCKIE
           Hi, how are you?

                        SKYLAR
           Fine.

                        CHUCKIE
           So, do you ladies uh. . .

                        SKYLAR
           Come here often?

                        CHUCKIE
           Do I come here..? I come here a bit. I
           here...uh...uh...from time to time...Do you go to school
           here?

                        SKYLAR
           Yup.

                        CHUCKIE
           Yeah...let's see...see, I think I had a class with you.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh yeah? What class?

                        CHUCKIE
           History.

                        SKYLAR
           Maybe.

                        CHUCKIE
           Yeeesss...I think that's what it was. You don't
           necessarily...might not remember me...You know, I like
           it here. It doesn't mean cus' I go here I'm a genius...I
           am actually very smart...

                        CLARK
           Hey.

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey. How's it goin'? How are you?

                        CLARK
           Good. How're you doin'?

                        CHUCKIE
           You wanna...--

                        CLARK
           What uh...What class did you..did you say that was?

                        CHUCKIE AND SKYLAR
           History.

                        CLARK
           Yeah...JUST History? It musta' been a survey course
           then, huh?

                        CHUCKIE
           Yeah, it was, it was surveys.

                        CLARK
           Right.

                        CHUCKIE
           You should check it out, it's a good course. It's a,
           uh...good..good class.

                        CLARK
           How'd you like that course?

                        CHUCKIE
           You know...Frankly, I found the class, you know,
           rather...uh...elementary.

                        CLARK
           Elementary..

                        CHUCKIE
           eah..

                        CLARK
           You know I don't doubt that it was.

                        CHUCKIE
           eah...

                        CLARK
           I uh...I remember that class. It was um...it was just
           between recess and lunch.

                        SKYLAR
           Clark, why don't you go away..?

                        CLARK
           Why don't you relax?

                        SKYLAR
           Why don't you just go away?

                        CLARK
           I'm just having fun with my new friend, that's all.

                        CHUCKIE
           What, are you gunna' have a problem? I don't
           understand...

                        CLARK
           No, no, no, no..no, there's no problem here. I was just
           hoping you might give me some insight into the
           evolution of the market economy of the Southern
           Colonies. My contention is that uh...prior to the
           Revolutionary War, the economic modalities, especially
           in the Southern Colonies, could most aptly be
           characterized as agrarian precapital--

                        WILL
           Let me tell you somethin', all right? Of course that's
           your contention.

                        CLARK
           Hang on a second.

                        WILL
           You're a first year grad student. You just got finished
           reading some Marxian historian -- Pete Garrison,
           probably -- you gunna' be convinced of that till next
           month when you get to James Lemon, then you're
           gunna' be talkin' about how the economies of Virginia
           and Pennsylvania were entrepreneurial and capitalist
           way back in 1740. That's gunna' last until next year,
           you're gunna' be in here regurgitatin' Gordon Wood.
           Talkin' about, you know, the pre-Revolutionary Utopia
           and the capital forming effects of military mobilization.

                        CLARK
           Well, as a matter of fact I won't because Wood
           drastically underestimates the impact of social di--

                        WILL
           Wood drastically...Wood drastically underestimates the
           impact of social distinctions predicated upon wealth,
           especially inherited wealth. You got that from Vickers.
           Work in Essex County, page 98, right? Yeah, I read
           that, too. You gunna' plagiarize the whole thing for us?
           Do you have any thoughts that...of your own on this
           matter? Or do you-- is that your thing? You come into a
           bar, you read some obscure passage, and then pretend
           you, you..pawn it off as your own..as your own idea just
           to impress some girls..? Embarrass my friend? See, the
           sad thing about a guy like you is in fifty years you're
           gunna start doing some thinkin' on your own, and
           you're gunna' come up with the fact that there are two
           certainties in life: one, don't do that, and, two, you
           dropped a hundred and fifty grand on a fuckin'
           education you coulda' got for a dollar fifty in late
           charges at the public library.

                        CLARK
           Yeah, but I will have a degree. and you'll be serving my
           kids fries at a drive-thru on our way to a skiing trip.

                        WILL
           Yeah, maybe. eh, but at least I won't be unoriginal.
           Pardon me, if you have a problem like that, you and me
           could just outside 'n we could figure it out.

                        CLARK
           No, man, there's no problem..It's cool.

                        WILL
           It's cool?

                        CLARK
           Yeah.

                        WILL
           Cool.

                        CHUCKIE
           You're fuckin' damn right it's cool. How do ya' like me
           NOW?

                        MORGAN
           My boy's wicked smart... (You come to this place, you run
           into a Barney!) (later)... you know, I was
           gunna' lose that crazy deal, but then Chu...uh, Billy
           insulted one of them and the heavy-set girl said that I
           had a--have a recedin' hairline and I was a few pounds
           overweight and I was like "go fuck yourself!".........I
           swallowed a bug.

                        WILL
           Hi...

                        SKYLAR
           You're an idiot.

                        WILL
           What?

                        SKYLAR
           You're an idiot. I've been sitting over there for 45
           minutes waiting for you to come and talk to me, but I'm
           tired now and I hafta' go home, and I..I couldn't sit
           there any more waiting for you.

                        WILL
           Well..I'm Will.

                        SKYLAR
           Skylar.

                        WILL
           Skylar.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh, and by the way, that guy over there...the Michael
           Bolton clone...he wasn't singing with us, so to speak.

                        WILL
           Yeah, I know. I kinda' got that impression.

                        SKYLAR
           Good. Okay. Well, I've got to go. Gotta' get up early
           and waste some more money on my overpriced
           education.

                        WILL
           No..I didn't mean you. I--

                        SKYLAR
           Oh, that's all right. There's my number. I was hoping
           we could go out for coffee sometime.

                        WILL
           All right, yeah. May-maybe we could just get together
           and eat a bunch of caramels.

                        SKYLAR
           dyou--?

                        WILL
           When you think about it, it's as arbitrary as drinking
           coffee.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh...yeah...okay...uh...well then...

Outside Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robins

                        MORGAN
           Yo. Fuck you bitch. Same fuckin' thing. There goes dem
           fuckin' barains right now...with his skiing trip. Shoulda'
           beat that little bitch's ass.

                        WILL
           Do you like apples?

                        CLARK
           aYeah.

                        WILL
           Yeah? Well I got 'er number. How do you like dem
           apples?
          
Buildings and Grounds Office at MIT

                        LAMBEAU
           Tom.... Excuse me. Is this the buildings and grounds
           office?

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           Yeah...what can I do for you?

                        LAMBEAU
           I just need the name of a student who works here.

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           No students work for me.

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, could you please check? I have this guy who
           works in my building, he's about this high.

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           Which one is your building?

                        TOM
           Two.

                        LAMBEAU
           Two. Building Two.

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           Look, if anything was stolen I should know about..

                        LAMBEAU
           No,no,no, it's nothing like that. I just need his name.

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           I can't give you his name unless you have a complaint.

                        TOM
           This is professor Lambeau.

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           This is professor Hayes.

                        LAMBEAU
           Tom, please. This is important. Please?

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           Well, he didn't show for work today. Got this job
           through his P.O. and he didn't call him.

                        LAMBEAU
           P.O.?

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           Yeah. Parole Officer.

                        LAMBEAU
           Thank you.

                        HEAD CUSTODIAN
           Asshole..
          
Courtroom

                        WILL
           There is a lengthy legal precedent, your honor, going
           back to 1789, whereby a defendant can claim
           self-defense against an agent of the government, if that
           act is deemed a defense against tyranny, a defense of
           liberty.

                        PROSECUTOR
           Your Honor...

                        WILL
           Henry Lloyd Beecher in Proverbs from the Plymouth
           Pulpit, 1887 says, and I quote--

                        PROSECUTOR
           1887? This is the 20th century, your honor.

                        WILL
           Excuse me. Excuse me.

                        PROSECUTOR
           You're making a mockery of the court here!

                        WILL
           I'm afforded the right to speak in my own defense, sir,
           by the Constitution of the United States. This is the same
           document that guarantees my liberty.

                        PROSECUTOR
           Hey, don't tell me about the Constitution of the United
           States.

                        WILL
           Now, liberty, in case you've forgotten, is the soul's right
           to breath. And when it cannot take a long breath, laws
           are girdered too tight. Without liberty, man is a syncope
           (sounds like sinko.)

                        PROSECUTOR
           Man is a what?

                        WILL
           Ibid, your honor..

                        JUDGE MALONE
           Son, my turn. I've been sitting here for ten minutes now
           lookin' over this..rap sheet of yours. I just can't believe
           it. June '93, Assault. September '93, Assault. Grand theft
           auto, February '94. Where apparently you defended
           yourself and had the case thrown out by citing Free
           Property Rights of Horse and Carriage from 1798.
           Janurary '95, impersonating an officer. Mayhem. Theft.
           Resisting. All overturned. I'm also aware that you've
           been through several foster homes. The state removed
           you from three because of serious physical abuse. You
           know, another judge might care, but you hit a cop.
           You're going in. Motion to dismiss is denied. Fifty
           thousand dollar bail.

                        WILL
           Thank you.

                        COURT OFFICER
           All rise!

Middlesex County Jail Holding Area/Skylar's Room

                        SKYLAR
           Hello?

                        WILL
           Uh...Skylar.

                        SKYLAR
           Yup.

                        WILL
           Hey, uh....it's Will.

                        SKYLAR
           Who?

                        WILL
           It's Will. I'm, you know, the really funny, good-lookin'
           guy you met at the bar the other night.

                        SKYLAR
           I don't recall anyone who matched that description. I
           think I'd remember.

                        WILL
           All right. Well, you got me. It's the ugly, obnoxious
           toothless loser who got hammered and wouldn't leave
           you alone all night.

                        SKYLAR
           Ohhhh, Wiill. I remember. How are you? I was
           wonderin' if you'd call me.

                        WILL
           Yeah, look, I was wonderin' if maybe--

                        JUVIE GIRL
           Yo, whaaat's uuup, baby, wut's uup...?

                        WILL
           Hold on one sec...Hey...

                        JUVIE GIRL
           Wut's uup baby? Want some of my ass?

                        WILL
           Herbe...I remember you from Juvie. How ya'
           doin'?...Uh...yeah, sorry 'bout that. Um...I was
           wonderin' if maybe we could get together,
           um...sometime this week. You know, sit out at a cafe,
           and maybe uh...have some caramels.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh, well, that sounds wonderful.

                        WILL
           Yeah.

                        SKYLAR
           Yeah, sure, where are you?

                        WILL
           Uh...Well, actually, this is a...this is just a shot in the
           dark, but uh...there's no chance that you're uh...pre-law,
           is there?

In Jail Interrogation Room

                        COURT OFFICER
           Have a seat.

                        WILL
           Thank you. Nice talking to ya'....What the fuck do you
           want?

                        LAMBEAU
           I'm Gerald Lambeau, the professor you told to fuck
           himself.

                        WILL
           Well, what the fuck do you want?

                        LAMBEAU
           I've spoken to the judge. And he's agreed to release
           you, under my supervision.

                        WILL
           Really?

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah. But under two conditions.

                        WILL
           What're those?

                        LAMBEAU
           The first condition is that you meet with me every week.

                        WILL
           What for?

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, the proof you're working on...can do some, more
           advanced...combinatory mathematics. Finite math.

                        WILL
           Sounds like a real hoot.

                        LAMBEAU
           And the second condition is that..that you see a therapist.
           And I'm responsible to submit reports on this....yes..and
           if you fail to meet with any of those conditions you will
           have to serve time.

                        WILL
           All right, I'll do the math, but I'm not gunna meet with
           any fuckin' therapist.

                        LAMBEAU
           It's better than spending that time in jail, isn't it?

Psychologist's Office

                        WILL
           I read your book, and uh...and, and Mike was having the
           same problems that Chad, the stockbroker, was havin'.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Absolutely right. Right on the button. Good for you,
           Will. Very nice.

                        WILL
           Thank you.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Will, the pressures, and I'm not judging them, I'm not
           uh..labelling them, but they are destroying your
           potential. They are no more shenanigans, no more
           tomfoolery, no more ballyhoo.

                        WILL
           You're right. How'd (God?) I know?

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           nn You're not gonna' get off that easily. Com'on, Will.
           A bit more.

                        WILL
           Well, I mean, I do, I do do things, you know, I me..

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           What uh...what kind of things?

                        WILL
           I do things that, you know uh...that...I'm gunna' hide
           from..from people.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           You hide, do you?

                        WILL
           No, no...I mean I like...I--I go places. I interact, you
           know?

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Really, what sort of places?

                        WILL
           Just certain clubs.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           More. That's nice. Yes. What sort of clubs?

                        WILL
           Like uh...like fantasy.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Fantasy? That's nice.

                        WILL
           It's not bad.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           A bit more.

                        WILL
           It's just something, like, when you get in there and the
           music, like, owns you.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           mmhmm.

                        WILL
           It's like that house music. It's like bomp, bomp, bomp,
           bompbompbomp, boom boom boom boom! You know,
           you start dancin' and...it's just...

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Boom..boom..boom..yes...

                        WILL
           Yeah...do you find it hard to hide the fact that you're
           gay?

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           What're you...what're you talking about...? Wait.
           WHAAAAT?

                        WILL
           Look, buddy, two seconds ago you were ready to give
           me a jump.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           A jump?.......I'm terribly sorry to disappoint you, but...

                        WILL
           Hey, I don't have a problem with it. I don't care if you
           putt from the rough.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           What are you..? Pu...Putting from the rough..? What in
           the heck are you talking about?

In the Hallway

                        LAMBEAU
           A difficult theorem can like a...symphony. It's very
           erotic.

                        FEMALE MIT STUDENT
           Wow..

                        TOM
           Henry?

                        LAMBEAU
           Ah, Henry.

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Hi, Gerry. Hey, you know something? I can't do this pro
           bono work, anymore it's just not..it's not worth it.

                        LAMBEAU
           What happened?

                        PSYCHOLOGIST
           Well, I'm going on national television next week, and I
           don't even have the time to tell you, much less talk to
           that raving loony in there. An absolute lunatic, he is.
          
                        LAMBEAU
           Henry.....

Hypnotist's Office

                        HYPNOTIST
           Okay...you are in your bed, Will. Now...how old are
           you?

                        WILL
           Seven.

                        HYPNOTIST
           What do you see?

                        WILL
           Someone's in my room.

                        HYPNOTIST
           What is it?

                        WILL
           It's like...uh...it's a figure. It's uh..hoverin' over me.

                        HYPNOTIST
           You are in a safe place, Will.

                        WILL
           It's tou...It's touchin' me.

                        HYPNOTIST
           Where is it touching you?

                        WILL
           It's touchin' me down there. ...and I'm nervous.

                        HYPNOTIST
           You don't hafta' be nervous, Will.

                        WILL
           We...start dancin' and dancin' and it's just beautiful.
           Cus' (sings) we can make a lot of love before the sun
           goes down. Skyrockets in flight. Afternoon delight!
           Heeeey Afternoon Delight!

                        LAMBEAU
           Jesus.

                        WILL
                 (singing)
           Skyrockets in flight, duh, duh, duh, duh. oh come on,
           let's dance.


                        LAMBEAU
           I'm sorry, Rich

                        HYPNOTIST
           I have better things to do with my time.

                        WILL
                 (singing)
           Heeeey, Afternoon Delight! Com'on, one dance!
           You--you really hypnotized me, you know.

                        LAMBEAU
           For God's sake, Will.

                        WILL
           Whaat? Oh com'on. I--he left! You can't pin that on me.

                        LAMBEAU
           I told you to cooperate with these people.

                        WILL
           Look..into my eyes...

                        LAMBEAU
           Get out, Will.

                        WILL
           I don't need theeerapyyyyy...

                        LAMBEAU
           That's enough! Get out!

                        WILL
           Aaaaaaaaaaa....
          
                        TOM
           I called Mel Linedrove this morning to see if he was
           avail--

                        LAMBEAU
           Oh, what's the use?

                        TOM
           Whadoyou wanna' do?

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, there is someone.

                        TOM
           Who is he?

                        LAMBEAU
           He used to be my, um, my roommate in college.

Bunker Hill Community College Classroom

                        SEAN
           Trust...very important..in a relationship, it's also very
           important in a clinical situation. Why is trust the most
           important thing in making a breakthrough with a
           client?....Maureen, stop the oral fixation for a moment
           and..join us.....Vinnie.

                        VINNIE
           Um...because uh...trust is...uh...trust is life.

                        SEAN
           Wow. That's very deep. Thank you, Vinnie. Next time
           get the notes from your brother. (Now, the patient is
           here to say no. If trusting won't go past this), then
           there's really no point in them being in therapy. I mean,
           hey, if they don't trust you, you know, you're never
           gunna get them to sleep with ya' and that should be the
           goal of any good therapist...nail them while they're
           vulnerable. That's my motto.....Oh, good, everyone's
           back. Welcome back everybody.

                        LAMBEAU
           Hello, Sean.

                        SEAN
           Hey, Gerry. Um...Ladies and Gentlemen, we're in the
           presence of greatness. Professor Gerald Lambeau.
           Fields Medal Winner for Combinatory Mathematics.

                        LAMBEAU
           Hello.

                        SEAN
           Anyone know what the Fields Medal is? It's a really big
           deal. It's like the Nobel Prize for math, except they only
           give it out once every four years. It's a great thing. It's
           an amazing honor. Okay, everybody, that's it for today.
           Thanks and...we'll see you Monday? We'll be talking
           about Freud, and why he did enough cocaine to kill a
           small horse. > Thank you. How are you?

                        LAMBEAU
           Good to see you.

                        SEAN
           Good to see you.

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        LAMBEAU
           I think I got something interesting for ya'.

                        SEAN
           What? You hafta' have blood and urine? What's up?

Lockober Restaurant

                        LAMBEAU
           Why didn't you come to the reunion?

                        SEAN
           Ah...you know, I..I've been busy.

                        LAMBEAU
           You were missed.

                        SEAN
           Really?

                        LAMBEAU
           So, how long has it been since we've seen each other?

                        SEAN
           Before Nancy died.

                        LAMBEAU
           Uh, yeah, I'm sorry. I was in Paris. It was that damned
           conference. I--

                        SEAN
           Got your card. It was nice.

Funland Batting Cages

                        BILLY
           Com'on! Submit!

                        WILL
           Now that's a good take down.

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey, uh..What happened? You uh..get leniency, or
           what?

                        WILL
           I got uh..probation, and then, uh..counseling, two days a
           week.

                        CHUCKIE
           Joke. You're a smoothie. Com'on, Morgan, just submit!

                        MORGAN
           Uueeeeuuunnnh!

                        WILL
           Hey, Bill, just--just get off him, we're gunna' miss the
           game.

Back At The Restaurant

                        SEAN
           I've got a full schedule.

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean. Sean.

                        SEAN

           And I'm very busy with a full schedule.

                        LAMBEAU
           This--this boy is incredible. I've never seen anything
           like him.

                        SEAN
           What makes him so incredible, Gerry?

                        LAMBEAU
           Ever heard of Ramanujan?

                        SEAN
           Yeah, I.......no.

                        LAMBEAU
           It's a man.

                        SEAN
           nn.

                        LAMBEAU
           Lived over a hundred years ago. he was uh..Indian.

                        LAMBEAU AND SEAN
           Dots not feathers.

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        LAMBEAU
           And he lived in this tiny hut somewhere in India, but he
           had no formal education. He had no access to any
           scientific work. and um...but he came across this old
           math text. And from this simple text, he was able to
           extrapolate theories that had baffled mathematicians for
           years.

                        SEAN
           Yeah...continued fractions. He uh..he wrote it with
           a..a...

                        LAMBEAU
           Well he--he mailed it to Hardy at

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        LAMBEAU
           Cambridge.

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        LAMBEAU
           And Hardy immediately recognized the brilliance of his
           work.

                        SEAN
           mm-hmm.

                        LAMBEAU
           And brought him over to England. And then they
           worked together for years creating some of the most
           exciting math theory ever done. Now this..this
           Ramanujan, his--his genius was unparalleled, Sean. Now
           this boy is just like that.

                        SEAN
           hm.

                        LAMBEAU
           But he's um..he's a bit defensive.

                        SEAN
           nnn.

                        LAMBEAU
           n I need someone who can get through to him.

                        SEAN
           Like me.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, like you.

                        SEAN
           Why?

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, because you have the same kind of background.

                        SEAN
           What background?

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, you're from the same neighborhood.

                        SEAN
           He's from Southie?

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah.

                        SEAN
           Boy genius from Southie...How many shrinks you go to
           before me?

                        LAMBEAU
           Heh...Five.

                        SEAN
           Lemme guess. Barry.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah.

                        SEAN
           Henry.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah.

                        SEAN
           Not Rich...

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean, please...

                        SEAN
           mm-hmm.

                        LAMBEAU
           Just meet with him. Once a week. Please...

Sean's Office

                        LAMBEAU
           It's a poker game with this kid. Don't let him know what
           you got. He's probably even read your book

                        SEAN
           If he can find it. It's going to be hard for him to find.

                        LAMBEAU
           Hi, Will. Com'on in here. This is Sean McGuire. Will
           Hunting.

                        SEAN
           How are you?

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, let's get started.

                        WILL
           Yeah, let's do it, I'm pumped! Let's let the healing
           begin.

                        SEAN
           Will you excuse us?

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, please, Tom.

                        SEAN
           You, too, Gerry.


                        LAMBEAU
            Yeah, of course.

                        SEAN
            < How are you? Where are you from in Southie?

                        WILL
            I like what you've done with the place.

                        SEAN
            Oh, thanks.

                        WILL
            Do you buy all these books retail or do you send away
            for like a shrink kit that comes with all these volumes
            included?

                        SEAN
            Do you like books?

                        WILL
            Yeah.

                        SEAN
            Did you read any of these books?

                        WILL
            I dunno.

                        SEAN
            How about any of these books?

                        WILL
            Probably not.

                        SEAN
            What about the ones on the top shelf? You read those?

                        WILL
            Yeah, I read those.

                        SEAN
            Good for you. What do you think about 'em?

                        WILL
            Hey I'm not here for a fuckin' book report. They're
            your books. What don't you read them?

                        SEAN
            I did. I had to.

                        WILL
            That must'a taken you a long time.

                        SEAN
            Yeah, it did.

                        WILL
            The United States of America, A Complete History,
            Volume I. Jesus...You wanna read a real History book,
            read Howard Zinn's People of the United States, that
            book will fuckin' knock you on your ass.

                        SEAN
            Better than Chomsky's Manufacturing Consent? You
            think that's a good book?

                        WILL
            You fuckin' people baffle me. Spend all your money on
            these fuckin' fancy books you surround yourselves with
            'em and they're the wrong fucking books.

                        SEAN
            Then what're the right fuckin' books, Will?

                        WILL
            Hey, whatever blows your hair back.

                        SEAN
            Yeah...I haven't got much hair left. Hey..you know
            you'd be better off shoving that cigarette up your ass,
            it'd probably be healthier for you.

                        WILL
            Yeah, I know, it really gets in the way of my Yoga.

                        SEAN
            You work out, huh?

                        WILL
            What, you lift?

                        SEAN
            Yeah.

                        WILL
            You on Nautilus?

                        SEAN
            No, on free weights.

                        WILL
            Oh really?

                        SEAN
            Yeah.

                        WILL
            Free weights, huh?

                        SEAN
            Yeah, big time.

                        WILL
            eah.

                        SEAN
            Just like that.

                        WILL
            What do you bench?

                        SEAN
            285. What do you bench?

                        WILL
            <<< You paint that?

                        SEAN
            Yeah. You paint?

                        WILL
            uh-unh.

                        SEAN
            Do you sculpt?

                        WILL
            Nope.

                        SEAN
            Dya' like art? Do ya' like music?

                        WILL
            It's a real piece of shit.

                        SEAN
            Oh..Well, tell me what you really think.

                        WILL
            Uh, just the--the linear n impressionistic mix makes a
            very muddled composition. It's also a Winslow Homer
            rip-off, except you got Whitey uh..rowin the boat there.

                        SEAN
            Well, it's art, Monet...wasn't very good.

                        WILL
            That's not really what concerns me, though.

                        SEAN
            What concerns you?

                        WILL
           It's the coloring.

                        SEAN
           You know what the real bitch of it is? It's paint by
           number.

                        WILL
           Is it color by number? Because the colors are fascinating
           to me.

                        SEAN
           Are they really? What about that?

                        WILL
           I think you're about one step away from cuttin' your
           fuckin' ear off.

                        SEAN
           Really?

                        WILL
           Oh yeah..

                        SEAN
           Think I should move to the south of France n change my
           name to Vincent.

                        WILL
           You ever heard the saying "any port in a storm?"

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        WILL
           Yeah, maybe that means you.

                        SEAN
           In what way?

                        WILL
           ell, maybe you're in the middle of a storm, a big fuckin'
           storm.

                        SEAN
           eah, maybe.

                        WILL
           The sky's fallin' on your head, the waves are crashin'
           over your little boat, the oars are about to snap. You
           just piss in your pants, you're cryin' for the harbors,
           and maybe you do what you gotta do to get out. Yeah,
           maybe you became a psychologist.

                        SEAN
           Bingo. That's it. Lemme do my job now, we still have a
           minute. Com'on.

                        WILL
           Maybe you married the wrong woman.

                        SEAN
           Maybe you should watch your mouth. Watch it right
           there, chief, all right? >>>

                        WILL
           Ah...Well, that's it, isn't it? You married the wrong
           woman. What happened? What, d'she leave you? Was
           she, you know, banging some other guy?

                        SEAN
           If you ever disrespect my wife again, I will end you, I
           will fuckin' end you. Got that, chief?

                        WILL
           Time's up.

                        SEAN
           Yeah. >

In The Hallway

                        WILL
           At ease, gentlemen.

Sean's Office

                        LAMBEAU
           You okay?. . . . I--I'll understand if you don't wanna
           meet with him again.

                        SEAN
           Thursday, four o'clock. Make sure the kid's here.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah....Thanks.....

Toy Shop

                        TOY STORE CASHIER
           Well, you look lovely in those glasses.

                        SKYLAR
           Thank you very much.

                        TOY STORE CASHIER
           Just beautiful.

                        SKYLAR
           Yes. I always wanted a..blue eye-shadow.

                        TOY STORE CASHIER
           Wonderful.

                        SKYLAR
           Growing up in England, you know, I went to a very
           nice school. You know, it was kind of progressive,
           organic, do-it-yourself, private school. Then Harvard.
           And then med-school. You know, if you think about it,
           at the end, my brain's going to be worth two hundred
           and fifty thousand dollars...That sounded horrible,
           didn't it?.....Bring me another maitai!

                        WILL
           No, that's cool, I mean, I bet your parents were happy
           to pay.

                        SKYLAR
           No one else had to pay. I inherited the money.

                        WILL
           Wow..well is uh...is Harvard gettin' all that money?

                        SKYLAR
           No, Stanford. I'm going there in June when I graduate.

                        WILL
           Oh, all right, so you just wanted to--to use this sailor
           and then uh..run away, huh?

                        SKYLAR
           Well, I was gunna, you know, experiment on you for
           anatomy class first. Obviously.

                        WILL
           In that case, that's fine. Hey, you wanna see my magic
           trick, Skylar?

                        SKYLAR
           Of course.

                        WILL
           All right. All right...This one's for you, Rudolph.

                        SKYLAR
           Wait, wait, you need my wand.

                        WILL
           All right, gimme a hit. Thank you. All right. I'll make
           all these caramels disappear. Y'ready? One. Two.
           Three.

                        SKYLAR
           hhhhhhhaaaaaaw...

                        WILL
           They're all gone. Yeah...It works better when I have my
           rabbit.

At a Cafe in Harvard Square

                        WILL
           <<<< Well, I don't really date, you know, that much.

                        SKYLAR
           How very unfortunate. I think for me. You know what I
           mean. I know you've been thinking about this.
           (reference to Annie Hall, 1977)

                        WILL
           Oh-ho, no I haven't.

                        SKYLAR
           Yes you have.

                        WILL
           Oh, no, I really haven't.

                        SKYLAR
           Yes you have! You were hoping to get a goodnight
           kiss.

                        WILL
           Well, you know, I'll tell you, I was hopin' to get a
           goodnight laid....But I'll settle for like, a kiss, you
           know.

                        SKYLAR
           How very noble of you.

                        WILL
           Thank you. No, I was--I was hopin' for a kiss.

                        SKYLAR
           Well, why don't we just get it over with now?

                        WILL
           Right now?

                        SKYLAR
           Yup. Com'on..=-*..I think I got some of your pickle.
           >>>>

Sean's Office

                        WILL
           You again, huh?

                        SEAN
           Come with me.

Swan Pond in Boston Common

                        WILL
           So what's this? A Taster's Choice moment between
           guys? This is really nice. You got a thing for swans? Is
           this like a fetish? It's something, like, maybe we need
           to devote some time to?

                        SEAN
           < I thought about what you said to me the other day,
           about my painting.

                        WILL
           eah?

                        SEAN
           Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something
           occurred to me, I fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and I
           haven't thought about you since. You know what
           occurred to me?

                        WILL
           No.

                        SEAN
           You're just a kid. You don't have the faintest idea what
           you're talking about.

                        WILL
           Why thank you.

                        SEAN
           It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.

                        WILL
           Nope.

                        SEAN
           <<< So, if I asked you about art, you'd probably give
           me the skinny on every art book ever written.
           Michelangelo. You know a lot about him. Life's work,
           political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual
           orientation, the whole works, right? But I bet you
           can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel.
           You've never actually stood there and looked up at that
           beautiful ceiling. Seen that....If I ask you about
           women, you'd probably give me a syllabus of your
           personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few
           times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake
           up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a
           tough kid. I ask you about war, you'd probably
           uh...throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into
           the breach, dear friends." But you've never been near
           one. You've never held your best friend's head in your
           lap, and watched him gasp his last breath looking to
           you for help. I ask you about love, y'probably quote
           me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and
           been totally vulnerable...known someone that could
           level you with her eyes. Feeling like God put an angel
           on Earth just for you..who could rescue you from the
           depths of Hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like
           to be her angel, n to have that love for her be there
           forever. Through anything. Through cancer. And you
           wouldn't know about sleepin' sittin' up in a hospital
           room for two months, holding her hand because the
           doctors could see in your eyes that the terms visiting
           hours don't apply to you. You don't know about real
           loss, because that only occurs when you love
           something more than you love yourself. I doubt you've
           ever dared to love anybody that much. I look at you: I
           don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky,
           scared shitless kid. But you're a genius, Will. No one
           denies that. no one could possibly understand the
           depths of you. But you presume to know everything
           about me because you saw a painting of mine and
           ripped my fuckin' life apart. You're an orphan, right?
           Do you think I'd know the first thing about how hard
           your life has been, how you feel, who you are because
           I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you?
           Personally, I don't give a shit about that, because you
           know what? I can't learn anything from you I can't
           read in some fuckin' book. Unless you wanna talk
           about you, who you are. And I'm fascinated. I'm in.
           But you don't wanna do that, do you, sport? You're
           terrified of what you might say. >>> Your move,
           chief. >

At a Phone Booth out in the Rain and Skylar's Room

                        SKYLAR
           Hello. Hello? Hello...Professor Valenti, are you calling
           me again? Freak.

In Car

                        WILL
           Ugh, it's pouring.

                        CHUCKIE
           Who'd you call?

                        WILL
           No one. I forgot the number.

                        MORGAN
           You're fucking retarded. You went all the way out
           there in the rain and you didn't bring the number?

                        WILL
           < No, it was your mother's 900 number, I just ran
           outta' quarters.

                        MORGAN
           Why don't we get off of mothers I just got off of
           yours. >

                        BILLY
           That's pretty funny, Morgan.
                 (throwing beer can at Morgan's head)
           Here's your fuckin' nickle bitch.

                        MORGAN
           Keep antagonizing me, watch what happens!

                        BILLY
           All right, then, Morgan.

                        MORGAN
           Watch what happens.

                        BILLY
           All right then, Morgan.

                        MORGAN
           Watch what happens...keep fucking with me.

Sean's Office

                        SEAN
           No smoking.

Later
                        LAMBEAU
           What do you mean you didn't talk? You were in there
           for an hour.

                        SEAN
           He just sat there counting the seconds until the session
           was over. Pretty impressive, actually.

                        LAMBEAU
           Why would he do that?

                        SEAN
           t'Prove to me he doesn't have to talk to me if he
           doesn't want to.

                        LAMBEAU
           < What is this, some kind of staring contest between
           two kids from the old neighborhood?

                        SEAN
           Yeah, it is. And I can't talk first. >

Lambeau's Office

                        LAMBEAU
           We know your theory, Alexander, but the boy's found
           a simple geometrical picture.

                        MIT PROFESSOR
           A tree structure won't work.

                        LAMBEAU
           Look, now, he's joining the two vertices.

                        MIT PROFESSOR
           But I can do the sum.

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, it's how you group the terms, Alexander.

                        MIT PROFESSOR
           But, Gerry, if we do the whole thing this way then--

                        WILL
           Hey, look, look. I wrote it down. It's--it's simpler this
           way.

                        TOM
           Sometimes people get lucky. You're a brilliant man.

Sean's Office

                        WILL
           < You know, I was on this plane once. And I'm sitting
           there and uh...the captain gets on, he does his whole,
           you know, we'll be cruisin' at 35,000 feet. But then he
           puts the mic down n forgets to turn it off.

                        SEAN
           mm-hmm.

                        WILL
           And so he turns to the co-pilot n he's like, "you know,
           all I could use right now is a fuckin' blow job and a cup
           of coffee." So the stewardess fuckin' goes bombin' up
           from the back of the plane to tell him that the
           microphone's still on. N this guy in the back of the plane
           is like, "Hey, hon, don't forget the coffee!" >

                        SEAN
           You ever been on a plane?

                        WILL
           No, but it's a fuckin' joke. It works better if I tell it in
           the first person.

                        SEAN
           Yeah, it does.

                        WILL
           I have been laid, you know.

                        SEAN
           Really? Good for you.

                        WILL
           Big time.

                        SEAN
           Big time, huh?

                        WILL
           <<< I went on a date last week.

                        SEAN
           How'd it go?

                        WILL
           It was good.

                        SEAN
           Goin' out again?

                        WILL
           I dunno.

                        SEAN
           Why not?

                        WILL
           Haven't called her.

                        SEAN
           Christ, you're an amateur.

                        WILL
           I know what I'm doin'.

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        WILL
           < Yeah. Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doin'.
           Yeah, but this girl is like, you know, beautiful. She's
           smart. She's funny. She's different from most of the
           girls I've been with.

                        SEAN
           So, call her up, Romeo.

                        WILL
           Why? So I can realize she's not that smart, that she's
           fuckin' boring? Y'know--I mean...this girl is like
           fuckin' perfect right now, I don't wanna r--ruin that.

                        SEAN
           Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't
           wanna ruin that. I think that's a super philosophy, Will,
           that way you can go through your entire life without
           ever having to really know anybody....My wife used to
           fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of
           wonderful idiosyncrasies. You know what? She used to
           fart in her sleep. Sorry I shared that with you. One
           night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up
           and gone like "oh was that you?" 'd say yeah...I didn't
           have the heart to tell her...Oh God...

                        WILL
           She woke herself up?

                        SEAN
           Ye e e e sss....> Oh Christ....aahhh, but, Will, she's been
           dead two years and that's the shit I remember.
           Wonderful stuff, you know, little things like that. Ah,
           but, those are the things I miss the most. The little
           idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. That's what made
           her my wife. Oh and she had the goods on me, too, she
           knew all my little peccadillos. < People call these things
           imperfections, but they're not, aw that's the good stuff. >
           And then we get to choose who we let in to our weird
           little worlds. < You're not perfect, sport. And let me
           save you the suspense. This girl you met, she isn't
           perfect either. But the question is: whether or not you're
           perfect for each other. > That's the whole deal. That's
           what intimacy is all about. Now you can know
           everything in the world, sport, but the only way you're
           findin' out that one is by givin' it a shot. You certainly
           won't learn from an old fucker like me. < Even if I did
           know, I wouldn't tell a piss ant like you. >

                        WILL
           Why not? You told me every other fuckin' thing. Jesus
           Christ. Fuckin' talk more than any shrink I ever seen in
           my life.

                        SEAN
           I teach this shit, I didn't say I know how to do it.

                        WILL
           Yeah.......You ever think about gettin' remarried?

                        SEAN
           My wife's dead.

                        WILL
           Hence the word: remarried.

                        SEAN
           She's dead.

                        WILL
           Yeah.. < Well, I think that's a super philosophy, Sean. I
           mean that way you could actually go through the rest of
           your life without ever really knowing anybody.
                        SEAN
           Time's up. >>>>

Outside Harvard Dorms

                        WILL
           Hold the door.

                        HARVARD STUDENT
           Okay.

                        WILL
           Thank you.

Skylar's Room

                        SKYLAR
           Hello.

                        WILL
           Hey.

                        SKYLAR
           Where've you been?

                        WILL
           I'm sorry, I've been like..I've been really busy and..but
           uh..

                        SKYLAR
           Me too..yeah..I have...I thought you'd call.

                        WILL
           Yeah, um...

                        SKYLAR
           I mean we really had a good time.

                        WILL
           I had a really good time, too, I mean, I just, I..I'm
           sorry, you know, I--I blew it.

                        SKYLAR
           No..no. I mean that, you know, it's all right.

                        WILL
            eah..so I was..I was wonderin' if uh..if, you know,
            you'd give me another crack at it, you know, lemme
            take you out again.

                        SKYLAR
            Oh, I can't.

                        WILL
            All right.

                        SKYLAR
            Oh no, I didn't..I didn't mean I can't, like, EVER. I
            just, can't right now. I've got to assign the proton
            spectrum for ibogamine. Although it sounds really
            really interesting it's actually fantastically boring.

                        WILL
            All right. Um...

                        SKYLAR
            Maybe some other time.

                        WILL
            Like tomorrow?

                        SKYLAR
            um...yeah, all right.

                        WILL
            Okay.

                        SKYLAR
            kay.

                        WILL
            Cool.

                        SKYLAR
            Bye.

                        WILL
            Bye.

Later

                        SKYLAR
            < What're you doing here?

                        WILL
            I couldn't wait till tomorrow.

                        SKYLAR
            Where the fuck did you get this?

                        WILL
            I had to sleep with someone in your class.

                        SKYLAR
            Ohhhh, I hope it was the one with the open toed sandals
            and the really bad breath.

                        WILL
            Com'on let's go have some fun.

                        SKYLAR
            No. I--I've got to learn this.

                        WILL
            Well, you're not going into surgery tomorrow, are ya'?

                        SKYLAR
            No.

                        WILL
            Let's go. >

Wonderland Dog Track

                        SKYLAR
            Oh my God my dog is winning! Go Misty! Go on run!
            Look at that. Com'on. Look there it goes. Misty run.
            Run!

                        WILL
            You won.

                        SKYLAR
            I totally won!...So, did you grow up around here, then?

                        WILL
            Not far. South Boston.

                        SKYLAR
            I'm still glowing from my win.

                        WILL
            Yeah, I know. I mean look at you, you're just so happy.

                        SKYLAR
            And what was that like then?

                        WILL
            It was, you know, normal, I guess. Nothin' special.

                        SKYLAR
            Do you got lots of brothers and sisters?

                        WILL
            Do I have a lot of brothers and sisters?

                        SKYLAR
            That's what I said.

                        WILL
            Well, I'm Irish Catholic. What do you think?

                        SKYLAR
            Oh...That's right. But how many?

                        WILL
            Aw, you wouldn't believe me if I told you.

                        SKYLAR
            Why? Go on. What? Five? Seven? Eight? How many?

                        WILL
            < I have twelve big brothers.

                        SKYLAR
            You do not.

                        WILL
            No, I swear to God. I swear to God. I'm lucky 13 right
            here.

                        SKYLAR
            Do you know all their names?

                        WILL
            Do I--? Yeah they're my brothers.

                        SKYLAR
            What're they called?

                        WILL
            Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy,
            Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny, and Brian.

                        SKYLAR
            Say it again.

                        WILL
            Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy,
            Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny, and Brian.

                        SKYLAR
            And Willy.

                        WILL
            Willy?

                        SKYLAR
           Yeah.

                        WILL
           Will. >

                        SKYLAR
           Wow. Do you still see all of them?

                        WILL
           Yeah. Well, they all live in Southie I--I'm livin' with
           three of them right now.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh yeah?

                        WILL
           Yeah.

                        SKYLAR
           'ell, I'd like to meet them.

                        WILL
           Yeah, we'll do that.

Sean's Office

                        WILL
           Oh, you know, I read your book last night.

                        SEAN
           Oh, so you're the one.

                        WILL
           Do you still uh...do you still counsel veterans?

                        SEAN
           No..I don't.

                        WILL
           Why not?

                        SEAN
           Well, I gave it up when my wife got sick.

                        WILL
           You ever wonder what your life would be like if you
           uh..if you never met your wife?

                        SEAN
           What? Wonder if I'd be better off without her?

                        WILL
           no,no,no, I'm not saying, like, better off.

                        SEAN
           No.

                        WILL
           I didn't mean it like that.

                        SEAN
           It's all right. It's an important question. < Cus' you'll
           have bad times, but that'll always wake you up to the
           good stuff you weren't paying attention to. >

                        WILL
           And you don't regret meetin' your wife?

                        SEAN
           Why? Because of the pain I feel now? Well, I got
           regrets, Will, but I don't regret a single day I spent with
           her.

                        WILL
           <<<< So, when did you know, like, that she was the one
           for you?

                        SEAN
           October 21st, 1975.

                        WILL
           Jesus Christ. You know the fuckin' date?

                        SEAN
           Oh yeah. Cus' it was game six of the World Series.
           Biggest game in Red Sox history.

                        WILL
           Yeah, sure.

                        SEAN
           My friends and I had, you know, slept out on the
           sidewalk all night to get tickets.

                        WILL
           You got tickets?

                        SEAN
           Yep. Day of the game. I was sittin' in a bar, waitin' for
           the game to start, and in walks this girl. Oh it was an
           amazing game, though. You know, bottom of the 8th
           Carbo ties it up at a 6-6. It went to 12. Bottom of the
           12th, in stepped Carlton Fisk. Old Pudge. Steps up to the
           plate, you know, and he's got that weird stance.

                        WILL
           Yeah, yeah.

                        SEAN
           And BAM! He clocks it. High fly ball down the left field
           line! Thirty-five thousand people, on their feet, yellin'
           at the ball, but that's not because of Fisk. He's wavin' at
           the ball like a madman.

                        WILL
           Yeah, I've seen...

                        SEAN
           He's going, "Get over! Get over! Get OVER!" And then
           it HITS the foul pole. OH, he goes apeshit, and 35,000
           fans, you know, they charge the field, you know? >

                        WILL
           Yeah, and he's fuckin' bowlin' police out of the way!

                        SEAN
           Goin' "God! Get out of the way! Get 'em away!"
           Banging people..

                        WILL
           I can't fuckin' believe you had tickets to that fuckin'
           game!

                        SEAN
           Yeah!

                        WILL
           < Did you rush the field?

                        SEAN
           No..I didn't rush the fuckin' field, I wasn't there.

                        WILL
           What?

                        SEAN
           No..I was in a bar havin' a drink with my future wife. >

                        WILL
           You missed Pudge Fisk's homerun?

                        SEAN
           Oh yeah.

                        WILL
           To have a fuckin' drink with some lady you never met?

                        SEAN
           Yeah, but you shoulda' seen her. She was a stunner.

                        WILL
           I don't care if fuckin'--

                        SEAN
           Oh no, no, she lit up the room.

                        WILL
           I don't care if Helen of Troy walks in the room, that's
           game six!

                        SEAN
           Oh, Helen of Troy..

                        WILL
           < Oh my God, and who are these fuckin' friends of
           yours they let you get away with that?

                        SEAN
           Oh...They had to.

                        WILL
           W-w-w-what'd you say to them?

                        SEAN
           I just slid my ticket across the table and I said, "Sorry
           guys, I gotta' see about a girl."

                        WILL
           I gotta' go see about a girl?

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        WILL
           That's what you said? And they let you get away with
           that?

                        SEAN

           Oh yeah. They saw in my eyes that I meant it.

                        WILL
           You're kiddin' me.

                        SEAN
           No, I'm not kiddin' you, Will. That's why I'm not
           talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar twenty
           years ago and how I always regretted not going over
           and talking to her. >>> I don't regret the 18 years I was
           married to Nancy. I don't regret the six years I had to
           give up counseling when she got sick. And I don't regret
           the last years when she got really sick. And I sure as hell
           don't regret missin' the damn game. That's regret.

                        WILL
           Wow...> Woulda' been nice to catch that game, though.

                        SEAN
           I didn't know Pudge was gunna hit a homer.

Skylar's Room

                        SKYLAR
           You know, I'm very very useful on the court. I'm
           extremely tall.

                        WILL
           You're not that tall.

                        SKYLAR
           I dunk....Will I ever play in the NBA?....It is decidedly
           so. hm. Why do we always stay here?

                        WILL
           Cus' it's nicer than my place.

                        SKYLAR
           Yes, but I've never seen your place.

                        WILL
           I know.

                        SKYLAR
           When am I going to meet your friends, and your
           brothers?

                        WILL
           Oh...well, they don't really come down here that much.

                        SKYLAR
           Well, I think I can make it to South Boston.

                        WILL
           It's kind of a hike.

                        SKYLAR
           Is it me you're hiding from them or the other way
           around?

                        WILL
           All right, we'll go.

                        SKYLAR
           When?

                        WILL
           I dunno..We'll go sometime next week.

                        SKYLAR
           < What if I said I would not sleep with you again until
           you let me meet your friends?

                        WILL
           I'd say it's like 4:30 in the morning, they're probably
           up.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh my god. Men are shameless. If you're not thinking
           with your wiener, then you're acting directly on its
           behalf.

                        WILL
           You bet. And on behalf of my wiener, can I get like an
           advanced payment? >

                        SKYLAR
           Well, let's ask....Outlook does not look good.

                        CHUCKIE
                 (over the telephone)
           What?

                        WILL
           Fuck tha--Hey, Chuck, no, nothing. Go back to sleep.
           Outlook does not--that's the same thing that told you you
           was gunna play in the NBA.

                        SKYLAR
           Well, exactly, so look out. You'd better start buying
           some season tickets. I--I plan to..I'm tall. I like wearing
           shorts. Hook hook! Dunk dunk!

                        WILL
           You're not that tall.

                        SKYLAR
           Yes I am. Maybe I'm all about three points.

                        WILL
           I'm all about homeruns.

                        SKYLAR
           Stop mixing your sporting...

L Street Bar and Grille

                        CHUCKIE
           The leprechaun's uh..got his dick in the monkey's ass
           and the monkey comes running in going, "I don't..."

                        MORGAN
           Will, I can't believe you brought Skylar here when
           we're fuckin' all bombed and drinking.

                        WILL
           Hey no, Morgan, it's a real rarity we'd be all drinkin'.

                        CHUCKIE
           You know, my uncle Marty drinks. Yeah. Been goin' on a
           bender (?) for six, eight months.

                        BILLY
           Yeah.

                        CHUCKIE
           I ever tell you what happened to him when he was
           driving up there and he got pulled over? I told you
           guys, right?

                        WILL
           Uncle Marty. yeah.

                        MORGAN
           You did tell us.

                        CHUCKIE
           Well, let me tell you--well, let me tell you what
           happened to my Uncle Marty because good reason you
           oughtta' know this.

                        MORGAN
           He's always tellin' stories over here. Every time we
           come here he's got another story. But we all heard this
           one. Go ahead. Just say it anyway, go ahead.

                        CHUCKIE
           I will go ahead. Thanks a lot. I guess I have the floor,
           now. Um...yeah, my uncle Marty's drivin' home, right?
           Bombed out of his tree, right. Just hammered out of his
           gourd. Just cracked. And this state trooper, uh..sees
           him, pulls him over. So, my uncle's fucked, basically.
           Got him out of the car, try to make him walk the line.
           He gets out of the car and, you know, pukes on the guy.
           Statie's pretty sure he's over the legal limit. So, he's
           about to throw the cuffs on him and put him in jail. And
           all of a sudden fifty yards down the road, there's this
           huge fuckin' boom, right. So, Statie gets real spooked,
           and he turns around...

                        MORGAN
           Gunshot?

                        CHUCKIE
           No, some, some...You've heard this story before...Some
           other guy's car had hit a tree. Okay, there was an
           accident. Anyway.

                        MORGAN
           How can he hear the other--

                        CHUCKIE
           Shut the fuck up! Shut up. Okay. Shut up.

                        BILLY
           You're driving me nuts, Morgan. He told you this story
           once before, Morgan.

                        CHUCKIE
           So, he tells my uncle, "Stay here. Don't move." So the
           Statie goes running down the..road to deal with the
           other accident. After a few minutes of--of just lying in
           his own piss and vomit, my uncle starts wonderin' what
           he's doing there. Gets up. Gets in his car. And just
           drives home. Well, the next morning, my uncle's just
           passed out, and hears this knocking at the door. So he
           goes downstairs, fuckin' pulls the door open. "What!"
           It's the state trooper that pulled him over. Statie's like,
           "What the fuck do you mean, 'What?' You know what. I
           pulled you over last night is what, and you fuckin' took
           off." He's like "Bitch, I never seen you before in my
           life. I've been home all night with my kids. I don't know
           who the fuck you are." He's like, "You know who I am.
           Lemme get in your garage." And my uncle's like
           "What?" He's like, "you heard me, lemme get in your
           garage." He's like, "All right, fine." Takes him out to
           the garage and opens the door, and there's...the Statie's
           police cruiser, is in my uncle's garage. He was so
           fuckin' hammered he drove the wrong car home. And
           the best part about it is, the fuckin' state trooper had
           been so embarrassed, he didn't do anything. Cus' he'd
           been drivin' around all night in my uncle's Chevelle
           lookin' for the house.

                        MORGAN
           All right, Chuck. What the fuck is the point to your
           story?


                        CHUCKIE
           Well, he got away. That's the point.

                        MORGAN
           Well, question. Are you--are you--?

                        BILLY
           Com'on, stop it.

                        MORGAN
           I'm trying to clarify something probably you're too
           embarrassed to ask cus' you know it doesn't make any
           sense.

                        BILLY
           It does make sense if you listen to the story and quit
           asking questions.

                        SKYLAR
           < Well, let's see if you can get this one. I've got a little
           story for you. All right. There's an old couple in bed.
           Mary and Paddy. And they wake up on the morning
           their..fiftieth anniversary. And Mary looks over and
           gazes adoringly at Paddy, she's like, "Aw, Jesus, Paddy.
           You're such a good lookin' feller. I love you. I want to
           give you a little present. Anything your little heart
           desires, I'm going to give it to ya'. What would you
           like?" And Paddy's like, "Aw, gee, Mary, that's a very
           sweet offer. Now, in fifty years, there's one thing that's
           been missing. And uh...I would like you to give me a
           blow job. I would like that." And Mary's like, "All
           right." She takes her teeth out, puts them in the glass,
           and she gives him a blow job. And afterwards, Paddy's
           like, "Ah, geez, now THAT's what I've been missin'.
           That was the most beautiful, Earth-shatterin' thing ever.
           Beautiful Mary, I love ya'! Is there anything that I can
           do for you?" And Mary looks up at him and she goes,
           "Give us a kiss!"

                        CHUCKIE
           Oh my god!

                        BILLY
           That's filthy.

                        MORGAN
           It's not that filthy. I've heard filthier. >

Outside

                        BILLY
           See you guys, Sunday

                        CHUCKIE
           All right, take it easy, Bill. So, Skylar, thanks for
           coming by. You changed my opinion of Harvard people.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh, well you don't wanna rush to judgement on that one
           cus', you know, they're not all like me.

                        CHUCKIE
           Well, I'm sure. It was nice to meet you.

                        WILL
           Take it easy.

                        CHUCKIE
           Oh, all right.

                        WILL
           Slowly back away.

                        CHUCKIE
           Brother!

                        WILL
           I dunno what you're doing. You're giving us a ride.

                        CHUCKIE
           What the fuck do I look like to you?

                        MORGAN
           Com'on, Chuck!

                        CHUCKIE
           Cus' you're walkin' bitch! Will's takin' the car!

                        WILL
           All right. Thanks, Chuck. I appreciate it.

                        CHUCKIE
           Well, don't be getting all serious about it. You're
           dropping me off first.

                        WILL
           It's really out of the way.

                        CHUCKIE
           Oh..Okay...Just cus' you don't hafta' sleep in your one
           room palace tonight don't start thinkin' you're bad.

                        SKYLAR
           Hey, wait a minute, you said we were going to see your
           place.

                        WILL
           No, not tonight.

                        CHUCKIE
           Oh, no, not tonight. Not any other night, hon. He knows
           once you see that little shithole he's getting dropped like
           a bad habit.

                        SKYLAR
           But I want to meet your brothers.

                        WILL
           No, we're going to do that another time.

                        SKYLAR
           All right.

                        WILL
           Get them keys?

Timmy's Tap

                        SEAN
                      aisle. And I yell, "Don't forget the coffee!"

                        GUY AT THE BAR
           Bullshit. You didn't say that.

                        TIMMY
           For Christ's sake, Marty, it's a joke.

                        SEAN
           Yeah, I know someone it actually happened to, Marty.

                        TIMMY
           A joke.

                        SEAN
           Gerry. Hi. Trouble finding the place?

                        LAMBEAU
           No. I took a cab.

                        SEAN
           Timmy, this is Gerry. We went to college together.

                        TIMMY
           How're you doin'? Nice to meet you.

                        LAMBEAU
           Nice to meet you.

                        SEAN
           Can I get you a beer?

                        LAMBEAU
           Um..No, just a perrier.

                        SEAN
           That's French for Club Soda.

                        TIMMY
           Oh. Club soda, yeah.

                        SEAN
           Yeah.

                        TIMMY
           Yeah.

                        SEAN
           Couple a sandwiches, too.


                        TIMMY
           Sure.

                        SEAN
           Put it on my tab.

                        TIMMY
           You ever plan on paying your tab?

                        SEAN
           Yeah, chief. Got the winning lottery ticket right here.

                        TIMMY
           What's the jackpot?

                        SEAN
           Twelve million.

                        TIMMY
           I don't think that'll cover it.

                        SEAN
           Yeah, but it'll cover your sex change
           operation>..........Nuts?

                        LAMBEAU
           No, thank you.

                        SEAN
          

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, it seems to be going well.

                        SEAN
           I think so.

                        LAMBEAU
           Have you talked to him at all about his future?

                        SEAN
           No..we haven't gotten into that yet. We're still banging
           away at the past.

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, maybe you should. My phone's been ringing off
           the hook with job offers.

                        SEAN
           What kind?

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, cutting edge mathematics. Think tanks. The kind
           of place where a mind like Will's is given free reign.

                        SEAN
           That's...that's great that there are offers, but I--I don't
           really think he's ready for that.

                        LAMBEAU
           I'm not sure you understand, Sean.

                        SEAN
           Well, what don't I understand?

                        TIMMY
           Here you go guys.

                        SEAN
           Thanks, Tim.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, thank you.

                        TIMMY
           So, you don't get sticky fingers.

                        LAMBEAU
           Tim, can you help us? We're trying to settle a bet.

                        TIMMY
           Uh-oh.

                        LAMBEAU
           You ever heard of Jonas Salk?

                        TIMMY
           Sure. Cured polio.

                        LAMBEAU
           And you've heard of Albert Einstein?

                        TIMMY
           hmph. . Hey..

                        LAMBEAU
           How about, Gerald Lambeau? Ever heard of him?

                        TIMMY
           No.

                        LAMBEAU
           Thank you, Tim.

                        TIMMY
           So, who won the bet?

                        LAMBEAU
           I did...This isn't about me Sean. I'm...I'm nothing
           compared to this young man.

                        TIMMY
                 (to the man at the bar)
           You ever hear of Gerald Lambeau?

                        LAMBEAU
           In 1905 there were hundreds of professors renowned
           for their study of the universe, but it was a..it was a 26
           year old Swiss patent clerk, doing physics in his spare
           time who changed the world. Can you imagine if
           Einstein would have given that up just to get drunk with
           his buddies and bombed (?) every night. We all would
           have lost something. Tim would never have heard of
           him.>

                        SEAN
           Pretty dramatic, Gerry.

                        LAMBEAU
           No it isn't, Sean. This boy has that gift. He just hasn't
           got the direction, but..we can give that to him.

                        SEAN
                      graduated from the University of Michigan. Did some
           brilliant work in mathematics. Specifically bounded
           harmonic functions. Then he went on to Berkeley, was
           assistant professor, showed amazing potential, then he
           moved to Montana and he blew the competition away.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, so who was he?

                        SEAN
           Ted Kaczynski.

                        LAMBEAU
           Never heard of him.

                        SEAN
           Hey, Timmy!

                        TIMMY
           Yo!

                        SEAN
           Who's Ted Kaczynski?

                        TIMMY
           Unabomber.>

                        LAMBEAU
           That's exactly what I'm talking about. We gotta' give
           this kid direction. He can contribute to the world
           and..and we can help him do that.

                        SEAN
           Direction's one thing. Manipulation's another. All right?

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean!

                        SEAN
           We hafta' let him find his own--

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean! I'm not sitting at home every night twisting my
           mustache and hatching a..hatching a plan to ruin this
           boy's life. I was doing advanced mathematics when I
           was..when I was 18, and it still took me over 20 years to
           do something worthy of a Fields medal.

                        SEAN
           Well, maybe he doesn't want what you want. There's
           more to life than a fuckin' Fields medal.

                        LAMBEAU
           This is too important, Sean. And it's above personal
           rivalry.

                        SEAN
           Wait a minute. Wait a minute, Gerry. Let's talk about the
           boy. Why don't we give him time to figure out what he
           wants?

                        LAMBEAU
           That's a wonderful theory, Sean, it worked wonders for
           you, didn't it?

                        SEAN
           Yeah, it did, you arrogant fuckin' prick!

                        LAMBEAU
           'ell, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I came here today. I came
           here out of courtesy. I--I wanted to keep you in the
           loop.

                        SEAN
           Yeah, well, nice to be in the loop.

                        LAMBEAU
           The boy's in a meeting right now I set up for him..over
           at McNeil.

Interview at McNeil

                        EXECUTIVE #1
                      uh...We've already offered you a position.

                        CHUCKIE
           Nobody in this town works without a retainer, guys.
           You think you can find somebody who does, let me tell
           you you have my blessing. But I think we all know that
           person's not going to represent you as well as I can.

                        EXECUTIVE #2
           Will, our offer is 84,000 dollars a year plus benefits.

                        CHUCKIE
           Reeeeetaaaaaineeeer! Retainer.

                        EXECUTIVE #2
           You want us to give you cash right now?

                        CHUCKIE
           Oh, ho, ho..oh ee ee now I didn't say that. Allegedly,
           your situation, for you would be concurrently improved
           if I had 200 dollars in my back pocket right now.

                        EXECUTIVE #1
           hmm...Well, I don't think I--I can uh...uh..Larry?

                        EXECUTIVE #2
           I've got uh..73 dollars.

                        EXECUTIVE #1
           Will you uh...Take a check?

                        CHUCKIE
           Let me tell you something: you're suspect. Yeah you. I
           don't know what your reputation is, in this town, but
           after the shit you tried to pull today, you can bet I'll be
           lookin' into you. Now, the business we have here to
           fore, you can speak with my aforementioned attorney.
           Good day gentlemen, and until that day comes, keep
           your ear to the grindstone.>

Outdoor Cafe

                        WILL
          

                        SKYLAR
           Fine.

                        WILL
           Yeah? Good. You want some help?

                        SKYLAR
           No.

                        WILL
           Come on, give me one little peek and we'll go to the
           batting cages.

                        SKYLAR
           Noooooooooooooo. It is actually important that I learn
           this. It's really important.

                        WILL
           All right.

                        SKYLAR
           To me. Okay?

                        WILL
           All right. Hell, why don't we just hang out here all day?

                        SKYLAR
           Yes, why don't we? All right, Mr. nosy Parker, seeing
           as your intent on breaking my balls. Lemme ask you a
           question.

                        WILL
           All right.

                        SKYLAR
           Do you have a photographic memory?

                        WILL
           I dunno. I just kind'a remember, you know, I mean how
           do you remember your phone number? You know, you
           just do.

                        SKYLAR
           Well, have you studied organic chemistry?

                        WILL
           A little bit.

                        SKYLAR
           Oh, just for fun.

                        WILL
           Yeah, for kicks.

                        SKYLAR
           Yeah, it's SO much fun studying organic chemistry. Are
           you mad? Have you completely lost your mind? Nobody
           studies it for fun. It's not a ne--necessity, especially for
           someone like you.

                        WILL
           Someone like me?

                        SKYLAR
           Yeah. Someone who divides their time for the evening
           between batting cages and bars. I would hardly say it
           was a necessity. You know there are very smart people
           here at Harvard, and even they have to study because
           this is really hard. And yet, you do it so easily I don't
           understand, I-I-I don't understand how your mind
           works.

                        WILL
           Do you play the piano?

                        SKYLAR
           I wanna talk about this.

                        WILL
           No, I'm tryin' to explain it to you. Do you play the
           piano?

                        SKYLAR
           Yeah, a bit.

                        WILL
           All right so when you--when you look at a piano you see
           Mozart.

                        SKYLAR
           I see Chopsticks.

                        WILL
           All right, well, Beethoven, okay, he looked at a piano
           and it just made sense to him. He could just play.

                        SKYLAR
           So, what're you saying? You play the piano?

                        WILL
           No. Not a lick. I mean, I look at a piano, I see a bunch'a
           keys, three pedals, and a box of wood. but Beethoven,
           Mozart, they saw it, they could just play. I couldn't paint
           you a picture, I probably can't hit the ball out of
           Fenway, and I can't play the piano.

                        SKYLAR
           But you can do my O Chem paper in under an hour.

                        WILL
           Right. Well, I mean, when it came to stuff like that, I
           could always just play. That's the best I can explain it.

                        SKYLAR
           Come here. I hafta' say something.

                        WILL
           Huh?

                        SKYLAR
           I have to tell you something.

                        WILL
           Oh.

                        SKYLAR
           Well....=-* It's not fair.

                        WILL
           What's not fair? What?

                        SKYLAR
           I've been here for four years, and I've only just found
           you.

                        WILL
           Well, you found me.>

Skylar's Room

                        SKYLAR
          

                        WILL
           No.

                        SKYLAR
           Yes you are. Will, come to California with me.

                        WILL
           What?

                        SKYLAR
           I want you to come to California with me.

                        WILL
           Are you sure about that?

                        SKYLAR
           Oh yeah.

                        WILL
           Yeah, but how do you know?

                        SKYLAR
           I dunno. I just know.

                        WILL
           Yeah, but h--how do you know?

                        SKYLAR
           I know because I feel it.

                        WILL
           Because that's a really serious thing to say.

                        SKYLAR
           But, I know.

                        WILL
           You could be in California next week and, you know,
           you might find out something about me you don't like
           and, you know, maybe you'll wish you hadn't said that
           and then, you know, it's such a serious thing that you
           can't take it back and now I'm stuck in California with
           someone who doesn't really want to be with me who just
           wishes they had a takeback.

                        SKYLAR
           A what? What's a takeback? I don't want a takeback. I
           just want you to come to California with me.

                        WILL
           Well, I can't go to California with you.

                        SKYLAR
           Why not?

                        WILL
           Well, one, because I--I got a job here, and two, because
           I live here.

                        SKYLAR
           Look, um..If you don't love me, you should tell me
           because it's such a--

                        WILL
           I'm not saying I don't love you.>

                        SKYLAR
                      scared of?

                        WILL
           What am I so scared of?

                        SKYLAR
           Well, what aren't you scared of? You live in this safe
           little world where no one challenges you and you're
           scared shitless to do anything else but defend yourself
           because that would mean you'd hafta' change.

                        WILL
           Oh no. Don't, don't, don't tell me about my world.
           Don't tell me about my world! I mean you just wanna
           have you fling with like the guy from the other side of
           town. Then you're going to go off to Stanford, you're
           going to marry some rich prick who your parents will
           approve of and just sit around with the other trust fund
           babies and talk about how you went slumming too, once.

                        SKYLAR
           Why are you saying this? What is your obsession with
           this money? My father died when I was 13 and I
           inherited this money. Nearly every day I wake up, and I
           wish that I could give it back, that I would give it back
           in a second if it meant I could have one more day with
           him, but I can't and that's my life and I deal with it. So
           don't put your shit on me, when you're the one that's
           afraid.

                        WILL
           I'm afraid? Wha--wha--what am I afraid of, huh? What
           the fuck am I afraid of?

                        SKYLAR
           You're afraid of me. You're afraid that I won't love you
           back. And you know what? I'm afraid too. Fuck it. I
           want to give it a shot and at least I'm honest with you.

                        WILL
           I'm not honest with you?

                        SKYLAR
           No, what about your twelve brothers?

                        WILL
           All right.

                        SKYLAR
           No. You're not going. You're not leaving.

                        WILL
           What do you want to know? What? That I don't have
           twelve brothers?

                        SKYLAR
           Yes.

                        WILL
           That I'm a fuckin' orphan!

                        SKYLAR
           Ye

                        WILL
           No, you don't wanna hear that!

                        SKYLAR
           I didn't know that.

                        WILL
           No, you don't wanna hear that.

                        SKYLAR
           I didn't know it.

                        WILL
            You don't wanna hear that I had fuckin' cigarettes put
            out on me when I was a little kid.

                        SKYLAR
            Oh...I didn't know that...

                        WILL
            That this isn't fuckin' surgery, that the motherfucker
            stabbed me. You don't wanna hear that shit, Skylar.

                        SKYLAR
            I do wanna hear it.

                        WILL
            Don't tell me you want to hear that shit!

                        SKYLAR
            I want to hear it because I want to help you. Because I
            want to--

                        WILL
            Help me! What the fuck? What I got a fucking sign on
            my back? That says "save me?"

                        SKYLAR
            No.

                        WILL
            Do I look like I need that?

                        SKYLAR
            No. God, I just want to be with you because I love you!

                        WILL
            Don't bullshit me. Don't bullshit me. Don't you fuckin'
            bullshit me!

                        SKYLAR
            I love you. I wanna hear you say that you don't love me.
            Because if you say that, then I won't call you, and I
            won't be in your life...

                        WILL
            I don't love you.>

Lambeau's Office

                        TOM
           Most people never get to see how brilliant they can be.
           They don't find teachers that believe in them. They get
           convinced they're stupid. I hope you appreciate what
           he's doing. Because I've seen how much he enjoys
           working with you. Not against you.

                        LAMBEAU
           Hello, Will. Tom, can you get us some coffee?

                        TOM
           Sure.

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, let's see.....Good...This is correct. I see you used
           McLauren here.

                        WILL
           Yeah, I dunno what they call it, but...

                        LAMBEAU
           This can't be right. It would be very embarrassing. Did
           you ever consider--

                        WILL
           I'm pretty sure it's right. Hey look, can we do this at
           Sean's office from now on, because I--I gotta' knock off
           work to come here and the commute is killin' me.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah sure. But did you think of the possibility--

                        WILL
           It's right. It's right. Just take it home with you.

                        LAMBEAU
           What happened at the McNeil meeting?

                        WILL
           Oh, I couldn't go. I had a date. So uh...so, I sent my
           chief negotiator.

                        LAMBEAU
           On your own time you can do whatever you like, Will,
           but when I set up a meeting with my...with my
           associates, and you don't show up, it reflects poorly on
           me.

                        WILL
           All right. Well then don't set up any more meetin's.

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, I won't. I'll cancel them. I'll give you a job
           myself. I-I just wanted you to see what was out there.

                        WILL
           Look. Maybe I don't want to spend the rest of my
           fuckin' life sittin' around explaining shit to people.

                        LAMBEAU
           I think you could show me some appreciation.

                        WILL
           A little appreciation? Do you know how easy this is for
           me? Do you have any fuckin' idea how easy this is? This
           is a fuckin' joke. And I'm sorry you can't do this. I
           really am because I wouldn't have to fuckin' sit here and
           watch you fumble around and fuck it up.

                        LAMBEAU
           Then you'd have more time to sit around and get drunk
           instead, wouldn't you?

                        WILL
           You're right.

                        LAMBEAU
           You're right, Will. I can't do this proof. But you can,
           and when it comes to that it's only about..it's just a
           handful of people in the world who can tell the
           difference between you and me. But I'm one of them.

                        WILL
           Sorry.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, so am I. Most days I wish I never met you.
           Because then I could sleep at night, and I wouldn't...and
           I wouldn't have to walk around with the knowledge that
           there's someone like you out there......... And I didn't
           have to watch you throw it all away.........>

Chuckie's House

                        CHUCKIE
                      pornos in my mom's room again I'm gunna give you a
           fuckin' beatin'!

                        MORGAN
                 (out of breath)
           What's up fella's

                        BILLY
           Morgan, why don't you jerk off in your own fuckin'
           house. That's fuckin' filthy.

                        MORGAN
           Well, I don't have a VCR at my house?

                        CHUCKIE
           Com'on...not in my glove.

                        MORGAN
           I don't use the glove.

                        CHUCKIE
           That's my little league glove.

                        MORGAN
           Then what am I gunna' do?

                        CHUCKIE
           I mean, what's wrong with you? You hump a baseball
           glove?

                        MORGAN
           I--I just used it for the..for cleanup.

                        CHUCKIE
           Stop jerkin' off in my mother's room! Please!

                        MORGAN
           Is there another VCR in the house?

                        CHUCKIE
           That's just sad, bro.>

NSA Interview

                        WILL
           So, why do you think I should work for the National
           Security Agency?

                        NSA AGENT
           Well, you'd be working on the cutting edge. You'd be
           exposed to the kind of technology that you wouldn't see
           anywhere else because we've classified it. Super string
           theory, chaos math, advanced algorithms...

                        WILL
           Code-breaking.

                        NSA AGENT
           Well, that's one aspect of what we do.

                        WILL
           Oh, com'on, I mean, that is what you do. You guys
           handle 80 percent of the intelligence workload. You're
           seven times the size of the CIA.

                        NSA AGENT
           We don't like to brag about that, Will.            it, the question isn't Why SHOULD you work for the
           NSA? The question is: Why shouldn't you?

                        WILL
           Why shouldn't I work for the NSA? That's a tough one.
           But I'll take a shot. Say I'm working at the NSA, and
           somebody puts a code on my desk, somethin' no one else
           can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break
           it. And I'm real happy with myself, cus' I did my job
           well. But maybe that code was the location of some
           rebel army in...

Sean's Office

                        WILL
           ...North Africa or the Middle East and once they have
           that location, they bomb the village where the rebels are
           hiding... Fifteen hundred people that I never met, never
           had no problem with get killed. Now the politicians are
           sayin', "Oh, Send in the marines to secure the area" cus'
           they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there,
           gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number
           got called, cus' they were off pullin' a tour in the National
           Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie over there takin'
           shrapnel in the ass. He comes back to find that the plant
           he used to work at got exported to the country he just
           got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his
           ass got his old job, cus' he'll work for fifteen cents a day
           and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile he realizes the only
           reason he was over there in the first place was so that
           we could install a government that would sell us oil at a
           good price. And of course the oil companies used the
           little skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices.
           A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't
           helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. They're takin'
           their sweet time bringin' the oil back, of course, maybe
           even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who
           likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the
           icebergs, it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil
           and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now
           my buddy's out of work. He can't afford to drive, so
           he's walking to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks
           because the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic
           hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' cus' every
           time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate
           special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with
           Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for
           somethin' better. I figure fuck it, while I'm at it why not
           just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn
           enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby
           seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I
           could be elected President.

                        SEAN
           You feel like you're alone, Will?>

                        WILL
           What?

                        SEAN
           Do you have a soul mate?

                        WILL
           Define that.

                        SEAN
           Somebody who challenges you.

                        WILL
            I have Chuckie.

                        SEAN
            You know, Chuckie's family, he'd lie down in fuckin'
            traffic for you. I'm talking about someone who opens
            up things for you. Touches your soul.

                        WILL
            I got..I got..

                        SEAN
            Who?

                        WILL
            I got plenty.

                        SEAN
            Well, name 'em.

                        WILL
            Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, o'Conner, Kant, Pope,
            Locke...

                        SEAN
            That's great. They're all dead.

                        WILL
            Not to me, they're not.

                        SEAN
            Yeah, but you don't have a lot of dialog with them. You
            can't give back to them, Will.

                        WILL
            Well, not without some serious smelling salts and a
            heater.

                        SEAN
            Yeah. Well, that's what I'm saying. You'll never have
            that kind of a relationship in a world where you're
            always afraid to take the first step because all you see is
            every negative thing ten miles down the road.

                        WILL
            What? You're going to take the professor's side on this?

                        SEAN
            Don't give me a line of shit. No.

                        WILL
            Look. I didn't want the job.

                        SEAN
            It's not about the job. I don't care if you work for the
            government. But you can do anything you want, you are
            bound by nothing. What are you passionate about. What
            do you want? I mean there are guys who work their
            entire lives laying brick so that their kids have a chance
            at the opportunities you have here.

                        WILL
            I didn't ask for this.

                        SEAN
            No. You were born with it. So, don't cop out behind "I
            didn't ask for this."

                        WILL
            What do you mean "cop out?" I mean, w-w-what's
            wrong with layin' brick?

                        SEAN
            Nothing.

                        WILL
            There's nothing wrong---That's some-- That's
            somebody's home I'm building.

                        SEAN
            Right. My dad laid brick. Okay? Busted his ass so I
            could have an education.

                        WILL
            Exactly. That's an honorable profession. What's wrong
            with..with fixing somebody's car. Someone can get to
            work the next day because of me. There's honor in that.

                        SEAN
            Yeah, there is, Will. There is honor in that. And there's
            honor in, you know, taking that forty minute train ride
            so those (college kids come) in the morning and the
            floors are clean and the wastebaskets are empty. That's
            real work.

                        WILL
            That's right.

                        SEAN
            Right. And that's honorable. I'm sure that's why you
            took that job, I mean, for the honor of it. I just have a
            little question here. You could be a janitor anywhere.
            Why did you work at the most prestigious technical
            college in the whole fuckin' world? And why did you
            sneak around at night and finish other people's formulas
            that only one or two people in the world could do, and
            then lie about it? Cus' I don't see a lot of honor in that,
            Will. So, what do you really want to do?

                        WILL
            I wanna' be a shepherd.

                        SEAN
            Really.

                        WILL
            I wanna move up to Nashua get a nice little spread get
            some sheep and tend to them.

                        SEAN
            Maybe you should go do that.

                        WILL
            What?

                        SEAN
            You know, if you're going to jerk off, why don't you
            just do it at home with a moist towel?

                        WILL
            You're chuckin' me?

                        SEAN
            Yeah, get the fuck out.

                        WILL
            Hey, no, no, no. Time's not up, yet.

                        SEAN
            Yeah it is.

                        WILL
            I'm not leavin'. No!

                        SEAN
            Listen. You're not going to answer my questions, you're
            wasting my fuckin' time.

                        WILL
            What? I thought we were friends. Whadoyou mean
            you--

                        SEAN
            Playtime's over, okay?

                        WILL
            Well, why're you kickin' me out, Sean? I mean, what? I
            mean...you're lecturing me on life? Look at you, you
            fuckin' burnout. What winds your clock?

                        SEAN
            Workin' with you.

                        WILL
            Where's your soul mate? You wanna talk about soul
            mates? Where is she?

                        SEAN
            Dead.

                        WILL
            That's right, she's fuckin' dead. She fuckin' dies and you
            just cash in your chips and you walk away?

                        SEAN
            Hey, at least I played a hand.

                        WILL
            Oh...You played a hand and you lost. You lost a big
            fuckin' hand and some people lose a big hand like that
            and have the sack to ante up again.

                        SEAN
            Look at me. What do you wanna do? You and your
            bullshit. You got a bullshit answer for everybody. But I
            ask you a very simple question and you can't give me a
            straight answer. Because you don't know. See you, bo
            peep.

                        WILL
            Fuck you.

                        SEAN
           You're the shepherd......Shepherd...Fuckin' Prick.

Phone Booth and Skylar's Room

                        WILL
                      you left. Um..I've been takin' all these uh..job interviews
           and stuff, so..I'm not going to be just a construction
           worker.

                        SKYLAR
           Well, you know, I never really cared about that.

                        WILL
           Yeah.

                        SKYLAR
           I love you. . . . .Will?

                        WILL
           Take care.

                        SKYLAR
           Bye.>

Construction Site

                        CHUCKIE
           Will! Will, that's it! We're done!

Sean's Office

                        LAMBEAU
           I'm sitting in your office and the boy isn't here....Well,
           it's ten past five....And hour and ten minutes
           late?....Well, what if he doesn't show up and I file a
           report saying he wasn't here and he goes back to jail, it
           won't be on my conscience....Okay. Fine.

Construction Site

                        CHUCKIE
           What's up?

                        WILL
           Thanks.

                        CHUCKIE
           That's good...

                        WILL
           Eh..she's gone.

                        CHUCKIE
           Gone? Gone where?

                        WILL
           Uh, med school. Medical school in California.

                        CHUCKIE
           Really?

                        WILL
           Yeah.

                        CHUCKIE
           When was this?

                        WILL
           It was like a week ago.

                        CHUCKIE
           Well, that sucks. <<< So uh...when're you done with
           those meetin's?

                        WILL
           I think the week after I'm 21.

                        CHUCKIE
           Yeah, they gunna' hook you up with a job, or what?

                        WILL
           Yeah. Fuckin' sit in a room and do long division for the
           next fifty years.

                        CHUCKIE
           eh..probably make some nice bank, though.

                        WILL
           I'm gonna be a fuckin' lab rat.

                        CHUCKIE
           Better than this shit. It's a way outta' here.

                        WILL
           What do I want a way out of here for? I mean, I'm gunna
           fuckin' live here the rest of my life. You know, we'll be
           neighbors, you know, we'll have little kids fuckin' take
           'em to little league together up at Foley field.

                        CHUCKIE
           Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong
           way. In twenty years, if you're still livin' here, comin'
           over to my house to watch the Patriots games, still
           workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill you. That's not a
           threat. Now, that's a fact. I'll fuckin' kill you.

                        WILL
           What the fuck are you talkin' about?

                        CHUCKIE
           Look. You got somethin' none of us--

                        WILL
           Oh come on..Wh--Why is it always this, I mean, I fuckin'
           owe it to myself to do this..why if I don't want to.

                        CHUCKIE
           All right. No. No no. Fuck you. You don't owe it to
           yourself. You owe it to me. Cus' tomorrow I'm gonna
           wake up and I'll be fifty. And I'll still be doin' this shit.
           And that's all right, that's fine. I mean, you're sitting on
           a winnin' lottery ticket. And you're too much of a pussy
           to cash it in. And that's bullshit. Cus' I'd do fuckin'
           anything to have what you got. So would any of these
           fuckin' guys. it'd be an insult to us if you're still here in
           twenty years. Hanging around here is a fuckin' waste of
           your time.

                        WILL
           You don't know that.

                        CHUCKIE
           I don't?

                        WILL
           No. You don't know that.

                        CHUCKIE
           Oh I don't know that. Let me tell you what I do know.
           Every day I come by your house and I pick you up. And
           we go out, we have a few drinks, and a few laughs, and
           it's great. But you know what the best part of my day is?
           It's for about ten seconds from when I pull up to the curb
           to when I get to your door. Because I think maybe I'll
           get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be
           there. No goodbye, no see you later, no nothin'. Just left.
           I don't know much, but I know that. >>>>

Sean's Office

                        LAMBEAU
           This is a disaster, Sean. I brought you in here because I
           wanted you to help me with the boy. Not to run him out.

                        SEAN
           I know what I'm doing with the boy.

                        LAMBEAU
           I don't care if you have a rapport with the boy. I don't
           care if you have a few laughs even at my expense, but
           don't you dare undermine what I'm trying to do here.

                        SEAN
           Undermine?

                        LAMBEAU
           This boy is at a fragile point right now.

                        SEAN
           I do understnd. He is at a fragile point, okay? He's got
           problems.

                        LAMBEAU
           Well, what problems does he have, Sean? That he's better
           off as a janitor? That he's better off in jail? Better off
           hanging out with a bunch of retarded gorillas?

                        SEAN
           Oh, why do you think he does that, Gerry? Do you have
           any fuckin' clue why? Hmm?

                        LAMBEAU
           He can handle the problems. he can handle the work. And
           he obviously handled you.

                        SEAN
           Gerry listen to me. Listen to me. Why is he hiding? Why
           doesn't he trust anybody? Because the first thing that
           happened to him, he was abandoned by the people who
           were supposed to love him most.

                        LAMBEAU
           Oh, come on, don't give me that Freudian crap.

                        SEAN
           Aw, now listen, Gerry. And why does he hang out with
           those retarded gorillas, as you call them? Because any
           one of them, if he asked them to, would take a fuckin' bat
           to your head, okay? That's called loyalty.

                        LAMBEAU
            Yeah, that's very touching.

                        SEAN
            And who's he handling? He pushes people away before
            they have a chance to leave him. It's a defense
            mechanism, all right? And for twenty years he's been
            alone because of that. And if you push him right now,
            it's going to be the same thing all over again, and I'm
            not gunna let that happen to him.

                        LAMBEAU
            Now, don't you do that, Sean.

                        SEAN
            What, Gerry?

                        LAMBEAU
            Don't you do that. Don't infect him with the idea that
            it's okay to quit, that it's okay to be a failure because it's
            not okay, Sean. And if you're angry at me for
            being..being successful, for being what you could have
            been, Sean..

                        SEAN
            I'm not angry at you, Gerry.

                        LAMBEAU
            Oh, yes, you're angry at me, Sean. You resent me. But
            I'm not going to apologize for any...any success I've
            had. You're angry at me for doing what you could have
            done, but ask yourself, Sean, ask yourself if you want
            Will to feel that way, if you want him to feel like a
            failure..

                        SEAN
            Oh, you arrogant shit. That's why I don't come to the
            goddamnned reunions. Cus' I can't stand that look in
            your eye. You know? That condescending, embarrassed
            look.

                        LAMBEAU
            Aw, come one, Sean.

                        SEAN
            You think I'm a failure. I know who I am, and I'm
            proud of what I do. It was a conscious choice. I didn't
            fuck up. And you and your cronies think I'm sort of
            pity case. You and your kiss ass chorus, following you
            around going, "The Fields Medal, The Fields Medal."
            Why are you still so fuckin' afraid of failure?

                        LAMBEAU
            It's about my medal, is it? Oh God, I can go home and
            get it for you. You can have it.

                        SEAN
            You please don't, you know--

                        LAMBEAU
            I mean that--

                        SEAN
            You know what, Gerry? Shove the medal up your
            fuckin' ass, all right? Cus' I don't give a shit about your
            medal because I knew you before you were a
            mathematical god. When you were pimple-faced and
            homesick, and didn't know what side of the bed to piss
            on.

                        LAMBEAU
            Yeah, you were smarter than me then and you're
            smarter than me now. So, don't blame me for how your
            life turned out it's not my fault.

                        SEAN
            I don't blame you! It's not about you, you mathematical
            dick! It's about the boy! He's a good kid, and I won't see
            you fuck him up like you're trying to fuck up me right
            now. I won't see you make him feel like a failure too.

                        LAMBEAU
            He won't be a failure, Sean!

                        SEAN
            But if you push him, Gerry. If you ride him.

                        LAMBEAU
            Seeeaaaan. I am what I am today because I was pushed
            and because I learned to push myself.

                        SEAN
            He's not you, you get that?

                        WILL
            I can...come back.

                        LAMBEAU
            No come in. uh...I was just leaving.

                        SEAN
            A lot of that stuff goes back a long way between me and
            him. You know...it's not about you.

                        WILL
            What is that?

                        SEAN
            This is your file. I hafta' send it back to the judge for
            evaluation.

                        WILL
            Hey, you're not gunna fail me, are you? What's it say?

                        SEAN
            Wanna read it?

                        WILL
            Why?...

                        SEAN
            Twenty years of counseling. Yeah, I've seen some pretty
            awful shit.

                        WILL
            I mean have you had any..experience with that?

                        SEAN
            Personally? yeah...Yeah I have.

                        WILL
            It sure ain't good.

                        SEAN
            My father was an alcoholic. Mean fuckin' drunk. He'd
            come home hammered, lookin' to wail on somebody.
            So, I had to provoke him so he wouldn't go after my
            mother and little brother. Interesting nights were when
            he wore his rings.

                        WILL
            Yeah...he used to just put a uh...a wrench, a stick, and a
            belt on the table, and just say choose.

                        SEAN
            Well, I gotta' go with the belt there, Vanna.

                        WILL
            Uh..well, I used to go with the wrench.

                        SEAN
            Why the wrench?

                        WILL
            cus' Fuck him, that's why.

                        SEAN
            Your foster father?

                        WILL
            Yeah. So uh...you know, what is it? Like, Will has an
            attachment disorder? Is it all that stuff? Fear of
            abandonment? Is that why uh...Is that why I broke up
            with Skylar?

                        SEAN
            I didn't know you had.

                        WILL
            Yeah...I did.

                        SEAN
            You wanna talk about it?

                        WILL
            No...

                        SEAN
            Hey, Will? I don't know a lot. But you see this? All this
            shit. It's not your fault.

                        WILL
            Yeah, I know that.

                        SEAN
            Look at me, son. It's not your fault.

                        WILL
            I know.

                        SEAN
            It's not your fault.

                        WILL
            I know.

                        SEAN
           No, no, you don't. It's not your fault.

                        WILL
           I know.

                        SEAN
           It's not your fault.

                        WILL
           All right.

                        SEAN
           It's not your fault. It's not your fault.

                        WILL
           Don't fuck with me.

                        SEAN
           It's not your fault.

                        WILL
           Don't fuck with me all right? Don't fuck with me,
           Sean, not you.

                        SEAN
           It's not your fault...It's not your fault...

                        WILL
                 (through heavy sobbing)
           Oh God....Oh God, I'm so sorry...>

                        SEAN
           Fuck them, okay?

McNeil Lobby

                        SECUIRTY GUARD
           Can I help you?

                        WILL
           Yeah, I'm uh...Will Hunting. I'm here about a
           position.

                        SECURITY GUARD
           Could you just have a seat for a moment?

Sean's Office

                        SEAN
           Which one did you take?

                        WILL
           I was over at uh...McNeil. It's one of the jobs the
           professor set me up with. I haven't told him yet, but I
           went--I went down there and I talked to my boss
           and..my new boss. He seemed like a good guy.

                        SEAN
           Is that what you want?

                        WILL
           Yeah, you know, I think so.

                        SEAN
           Good for you. Congratulations.

                        WILL
           Thanks.

                        SEAN
           Time's up.

                        WILL
           So that's...so that's it? We're..we're done?

                        SEAN
           Yeah, that's it. You're done. You're a free man.

                        WILL
           Well, I just want you to know, Sean, that..

                        SEAN
           You're welcome, Will.

                        WILL
           So yeah, I..I hope we keep in touch, you know.

                        SEAN
           Yeah, me too. I'll be travellin' around a bit and it'll be
           a little harder, but..but I got an answering machine at
           the college I'll be checking in with. Here's the number.
           You call that, I'll get back to you right away. Yeah,
           you know, I figured I..just gunna put my money back
           on the table and see what kind'a cards I get. You do
           what's in your heart son, you'll be fine.

                        WILL
           Thank you, Sean.

                        SEAN
           Hey. Thank you, Will.

                        WILL
           Hey, does this violate the uh...patient-doctor
           relationship?

                        SEAN
           Eh...only if you grab my ass.

                        WILL
           Take care.

                        SEAN
           You too.

                        WILL
           Yeah.

                        SEAN
           Hey. Good luck, son.

L Street Bar and Grille

                        MORGAN
           Two beers.

                        WILL
           What's up? Did you guys go?

                        CHUCKIE
           Naw, they had __?__ doin' it.

                        WILL
           Why didn't you yoke 'em?

                        CHUCKIE
           Well, Morgan's got a lot of scrap. You know people
           try to whip his ass every week? Fuckin' can't back
           down.

                        MORGAN
           What're you sayin' about me?

                        CHUCKIE
           Was I talkin' to you? None of your fuckin' business.
           Now, go and get me a beer!

                        MORGAN
           I ordered two beers!

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey, asshole.

                        WILL
           What, bitch?

                        CHUCKIE
           Happy Birthday.

                        MORGAN
           Thought we forgot, huh, bitch?

                        WILL
           All right, who's first?

Outside

                        WILL
           Heyheyhey, who's first?

                        CHUCKIE
           Here's your present.

                        WILL
           What?

                        CHUCKIE
           Well, we knew you had to get back and forth to
           Cambridge for your new job and, I knew I wasn't gunna
           fuckin' drive you every day, so...Morgan wanted to get
           you a T pass.

                        MORGAN
           That's not what I was sayin'.

                        CHUCKIE
           But uh...21 now, so...

                        BILLY
           Legally allowed to drink so we figured the best thing for
           you, kid, was a car. How do you like it?

                        WILL
           This is like..this is the ugliest fuckin' car I ever seen in
           my life. How'd you guys do this?

                        CHUCKIE
           You know, me and Bill scraped together the parts, and
           uh..Morgan was out panhandlin' for change every day.

                        MORGAN
           I had the router, did all the body work.

                        BILLY
           Yeah, and got a fuckin' job too, brother.

                        CHUCKIE
           Yeah, he's been on my ass for two years about a job, I
           had to let him open the car.

                        WILL
           So, you finally got a job, huh Morgan?

                        MORGAN
           Yeah, I had one. Now, I'm fucked again.

                        WILL
           So, what is it? A lawnmower? Whadoya' got under
           there?

                        CHUCKIE
           Hey, Billy and I built this engine ourselves.

                        BILLY
           It's a good car. Th--the engine's good. The engine's
           good.

                        CHUCKIE
           Happy 21, bro.

                        BILLY
           Happy 21, bro.

Sean's Office

                        LAMBEAU
          

                        SEAN
           Come on in.

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean, I um...

                        SEAN
           Me too, Gerry.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah. Good. I heard you're taking some time.

                        SEAN
           Yeah. Travel a little bit. Maybe write.

                        LAMBEAU
           So, where're you going?

                        SEAN
           India n China n Baltimore.

                        LAMBEAU
           You know when you'll be back?

                        SEAN
           Well, I got this flyer the other day. It says uh...class of
           '72 is having a reunion in six months.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yeah, I got one of those, too.

                        SEAN
           Why don't you come, I'll buy you a drink.

                        LAMBEAU
           The drinks at those things are free.

                        SEAN
           I know, Gerry. I was being ironical.

                        LAMBEAU
           How about a drink right now?

                        SEAN
           Yeah. That's a good idea. Com'on. This one's on me...I
           got the winner right here, pal.

                        LAMBEAU
           Aw.

                        SEAN
           Yes, sir, this is the one. This is my ticket to paradise.

                        LAMBEAU
           Sean, you know what the odds are against winning the
           lottery?

                        SEAN
           What? Four to One?

                        LAMBEAU
           About 7,000,000 to one.

                        SEAN
           I still have a shot.

                        LAMBEAU
           Yes. It's about as big a chance as you being hit by
           lightening right here on the stairs...>

Outside Will's Place

                        CHUCKIE
           Will!.........Will!........He's not there.

Outside Sean's Place

                        WILL'S NOTE TO SEAN
                      sorry, I had to go see about a girl. Will

                        SEAN
           Son of a bitch, he stole my line.>

                         THE END







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