[Birds Twittering]
[Dog Barking In The Distance]
[Airplane Flying Overhead]
[Murmuring]
[Bell Tolling]
Mod fx squared, dx.
So please finish Percival by next time.
I know many of you had this as undergraduates, but it wonât hurt to brush up.
Thank you, Steven.
[Chuckle]
I also put an advanced Fourier system on the main hallway chalkboard.
Iâm 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 M.I.T. Tech.
Former winners include Nobel laureates, Fieldâs medal winners, renowned astrophysicists and lowly M.I.T. professors.
Well, thatâs all. If you have any questions, Iâm sure that Tom has the answers.
[Applause]
[Chattering]
[Door Closes]
âȘâȘ [Country]
Hi, Will.
Kirsten, how you doing?
Iâm all right. How are you?
Good.
I didnât get on Cathy last night.
No?
No.
Why not?
I donât know.
Cathy!
What?
Why didnât you give me none of that nasty little hoochie-woochie… you usually throw at me?
Oh, fuck you⊠and your Irish curse, Chuckie.
Like Iâd waste my energy spreadinâ my legs for that Tootsie Roll dick?
Go home and give it a tug yourself.
[Boy] Tootsie Roll!
T-Toots!
[Chuckling]
Sheâs missinâ a tooth, Will.
Sheâs got skin problems. I donâtâ
Plus, itâs like 5-to-2 Morgan ends up marryinâ her, you know what I mean?
Thereâs only so many times you can bang your friendâs future wife.
Itâs wrong. Where you goinâ?
Iâm gonna take off.
Fuck you, youâre takinâ off. Itâs, like, what, 10:00?
No, Iâm tired.
Irish curse?
She donât know. There ainât no Irish curse.
[Buffer Humming]
[Buffer Clicks]
[Chalk Clicking Chalkboard]
[Chattering]
Stop brushing me back.
Stop crowding the plate! Which one will it be?
Youâre gonna get charged, you know that?
You think Iâm afraid of you, you big fuck? Youâre crowdinâ the fuckinâ plate.
Hey, uh, Caseyâs bouncinâ up a bar at Harvard next week. We should go up there.
What are we gonna do up there?
I donât know.
Weâll fuck up some smart kids. Probably ïŹt right in.
Ow! Fuckinâ punk.
Oh, whatâs up? You still tough?
Come on!
Come on. Come on. Thatâs it.
âȘ Iâd hold you forever here âȘ
âȘ In my arms âȘ
Yes?
Professor Lambeau?
Iâm in your applied theories class. Weâre all up at the math and science building.
Come here. Itâs Saturday
[Chuckles]
Unless you wanna have a drink with me tonight.
[Chuckling] Maybe.
We just couldnât wait until Monday to find out.
Find out what?
Who proved the theorem.
This is correct. Who did this?
Jack?
It wasnât me.
Nemesh?
[Chuckling] N-No way.
Come on, Joey Mac!
Billy, McNamaraâs up.
[Chuckie] Come on, kid!
Joey, dig it out! Dig it out!
Another pitch!
Bring it down, Mac! Thatâs how to do it!
Attaboy! Take two, Mac.
Hey, Morgan, whoâs the girl with the striped pants? Sheâs got a nice ass.
[Morgan] Yeah, thatâs a real nice ass.
Whoâs the guy sheâs with?
That fuckinâ guinea. I hate that little bitch. Will knows him.
Yeah, I do. Yeah, fuckinâ Carmine Scarpaglia.
That guy used to beat the shit out of me in kindergarten.
That guy?
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Fuck this. Letâs get some food.
Oh, what, Morgan, youâre not gonna go talk to her?
Fuck her. [Burps]
I could go for a Whopper.
Letâs go to Kellyâs.
Morgan, Iâm not goinâ to Kellyâs just âcause you like the take-out girl.
Itâs 15 minutes out of our way.
What the fuck are we gonna do? We canât spare 15 minutes?
[Morgan] Double burger.
Double burger.
Chuck, I had a double burger.
Would you shut the fuck up? I know what you ordered. I was there.
So give me my fuckinâ sandwich.
What do you mean, your sandwich? I bought it.
Morgan, how much money you got on you?
I said Iâd get change when I get the snow cone.
I said that when we pulled up. Give me my sandwich and stop beinâ a prick.
All right, well, give me your fuckinâ 16 cents that you got on you now.
Weâll put your fuckinâ sandwich on layaway. Here we go. Keep it right up here for ya.
Weâll put you on a program. Every day you come in with your six cents.
At the end of the week, you get your sandwich.
Are you gonna be an asshole?
What am I, fuckinâ sandwich welfare?I think you should establish a good line of credit.
Like how you bought your couchâ payment plans.
Remember how your mother brought in ten dollars every day for a year.
She finally got her couch Rent-A-Center style.
Can I have my food, please?
Hereâs your fuckinâ double burger
Whoa!
Hey, hold up, Chuck.
Slow it down.
Who do we got?
I donât know yet.
Hey, douche bag!
[Glass Shattering]
Yeah, you, you skank face!
Shut the fuck up.
Get outta here.
What are you worried about?
[Morgan] Come on, Will.
Why donât you lick my love stick?
We seen the guy 15 minutes ago. We shouldâve fight him then. Weâre eatinâ our snacks now.
Shut up, Morgan, youâre goinâ.
Iâm not goinâ.
So donât go.
Iâm not goinâ, Fuckinâ go, Morgan.
Let me tell you somethinâ. If youâre not out there in two fuckinâ seconds, when Iâm done with them, youâre next.
Carmine, itâs me, Will. Remember? We went to kindergarten together.
âȘ Way down the street thereâs a light in his place âȘ
[Birds Twittering] âȘ He opens the door heâs got that look on his ïŹace âȘâȘ
[Bell Tolls]
Fuckinâ, letâs go, man.
Step on his fuckinâ head.
Smash his ass on the ground. Stomp that motherfucker.
Motherfucker, die!
Hit him harder!
Harder!
Come on!
[Groaning]
[Chuckie] Will! Will, cops, Will!
Will, cops. letâs go. Letâs go.
Easy, brother, easy.
[Chuckie] Hey, fellas, thanks for cominâ out.
Come here!
Whoa! Whoa!
[Groans]
[Dispatcher On Walkie-talkie, Indistinct]
Ah. Fuck.
[Students Chattering]
ls it just my imagination, or has my class grown considerably?
Well, by no stretch of my imagination⊠do I believe youâve all come here to hear me lecture.
Rather, to ascertain the identity of the mystery math magician.
So without further ado, come forward, silent rogue, and receive thy prize.
Well, Iâm sorry to disappoint my spectators, but… it seems there will be no unmasking here today.
However, uh, 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.
[Car Alarm Screeches]
Hey, whenâs the arraignment?
Next week.
[Chalk Clicking Chalkboard]
[Chattering]
Sorry.
What are you doing?
Sorry.
Thatâs peopleâs work. You canât graffiti here.
Donât you walk away from me!
Hey, fuck you!
Oh, youâre a clever one. Whatâs your name?
[Door Closes]
Oh, my God.
Looks right.
[Cheering]
Will, how retarded do you gotta be to get ïŹred from that job?
I mean, how hard is it to push a motherfuckinâ broom around?
Bitch, you got ïŹred from pushinâ a fuckinâ broom.
I got ïŹred âcause management was restructuring.
Yeah, restructuring the amount of retards they had workinâ for âem.
Shut up. You get canned more than tuna, bitch.
At least I got a motherfuckinâ job right now, donât I?
Yeah.
Why did you get ïŹred, Will?
Management was restructuring.
My uncle could probably get you on a demo team.
Can he do that?
You kiddinâ me? I asked you yesterday if I could get a job.
And I told you ânoâ yesterday.
Whatâs up, Casey?
Whatâs up, Case?
Whatâs up, Big Case?
âȘâȘ [Rock]
Letâs sit over here.
Oh, this isâ this is a Harvard bar, huh?
I thought thereâd be, like, equations and shit on the walls.
I will take a pitcher of the ïŹnest lager in the house.
Time out. Iâm gonna have to bust a little move on them Harvard honeys down the end of the bar.
Work some magic.
Get some potion for us.
[Giggling]
Oh, hello.
Oh, hello.
Hi. How are ya?
Fine.
So, do you ladies, uhâ
Come here often?
Do I come here? I come here a bit.
Iâm here, you know, from time to time.
Do you go to school here?
Yep.
Yeah, thatâs it. I think I had a class with you.
Oh, yeah. What class?
History.
Maybe.
Yes, I think thatâs what it was.
You donât necessarilyâ may not remember me. You know, I like it here.
It doesnât mean âcause I go here, Iâm a genius. I am very smart.
Hey.
Hey, howâs it goinâ? How are ya?
Good. How ya doinâ?
What class did you say that was?
[Together] History.
Yeah.
Just history? It must have been a survey course then.
Yeah, it was. It was surveys.
Right.
You should check it out. Itâs a good course. Itâd be a good class.
Howâd you like that course?
You know, frankly, I found that class, you know, rather elementary.
Elementary.
You know, I donât doubt that it was.
Yeah.
I, uhâ I remember that class.
It was, umâ It was just between recess and lunch.
Clark, why donât you go away?
Why donât you relax?
Why donât you go away?
Iâm just havinâ fun with my new friend.
Are we gonna have a problem?
No, no, no, no. Thereâs no problem here.
I was just hoping you might give me some insight into the evolution… of the market economy in the southern colonies.
My contention is that prior to the Revolutionary War, the economic modalitiesâ especially in the southern colonies â could most aptly be characterized as… agrarian precapitalist.
Let me tell you somethinâ.
Of course thatâs your contention. Youâre a first-year grad student.
You just got finished readinâ some Marxian historianâ Pete Garrison, probablyâ
Youâre gonna be convinced of that till next month when you get to James Lemon.
Then youâre gonna be talkinâ about how the economies of Virginia and Pennsylvania… were entrepreneurial and capitalist way back in 1740.
Thatâs gonna last until next year. Youâre gonna be in here regurgitatinâ Gordon Wood, talkinâ about, you know, the prerevolutionary utopia… and the capital-forming effects of military mobilization.
[Scoffs] Well, as a matter of fact, I wonât, because Wood drastically underestimates the impact ofâ
Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social distinctions… predicated upon wealth, especially inherited wealth?
You got that from Vickersâ Work in Essex County. Page 98, right?
I read that too. Were you gonna plagiarize the whole thing for us?
Do you have any thoughts of your own on this matter?
Or is that your thing? You come into a bar. You read some obscure passage.
Then pretendâ Pawn it off as your ownâ
As your own idea just to impress some girls? Embarrass my friend?
See, the sad thing about a guy like you is, in 50 years, youâre gonna start doinâ some thinkinâ on your own.
Youâre gonna come up with the fact that there are two certainties in life.
One: Donât do that.
And two: You dropped 150 grand on a fuckinâ education… you couldâve got for $1.50 in late charges at the public library.
[Chuckling]
Yeah, but I will have a degree, and youâll be servinâ my kids fries at a drive through on our way to a skiing trip.
Maybe, but at least I wonât be unoriginal.
If you have a problem with that, we could step outside. We could figure it out.
No, man, thereâs no problem. Itâs cool.
Itâs cool?
Yeah.
Cool.
Damn right, itâs cool.
How do you like me now?
My boyâs wicked smart.
You spend three minutes in this fuckinâ place, you run into a barney, huh?
There it is.
Nice to meet you.
They were fine, man.
I was gonna close the deal, but then Chuckâ Billy insulted one of âemâ
The heavyset girl said I had a receding hairline, and I was a few pounds overweight.
And I was, like, âGo fuck yourself.â
I swallowed a bug.
[Chuckling] Hi.
Youâre an idiot.
What?
Youâre an idiot. Iâve been sitting over there for 45 minutes… waiting for you to come and talk to me.
But Iâm tired now, and I have to go home.
I couldnât sit there anymore waiting for you.
Iâm Will.
Skylar.
Skylar.
Oh, and by the way, that guy over thereâMichael Bolton cloneâ
He wasnât sitting with us, so to speak.
I know. I kinda got that impression.
Good. Okay.
Well, Iâve got to go.
Gotta get up early and waste some more money on my overpriced education.
No, I didnât mean you.
Thatâs all right.
Thereâs my number. Maybe we can go out for coffee sometime.
All right, yeah. Maybe we could just get together and eat a bunch of caramels.
What do you mean?
When you think about it, itâs as arbitrary as drinkinâ coffee.
Oh. Yeah. Okay.
Uh, right, then.
Oh, come on. Youâre kidding.
[Giggling]
Yo!
Fuck you, bitch!
Fuck you.
There goes them fuckinâ barneys right now with his skiinâ trip.
Hold up.
We shouldâve beat that old bitchâs ass.
Do you like apples?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Well, I got her number! How do you like them apples?
[Chuckling]
âȘ We arrived tonight âȘ
âȘ The miles were over me âȘ
âȘ I turned off the light âȘ
âȘ So, come on, night âȘ
âȘ Everyone whoâs gone âȘ
âȘ Home to oblivion âȘ
âȘ So come on home âȘ
âȘ So come on by âȘâȘ
Tom.
Excuse me? Is this the Buildings and Grounds office?
Yeah. What can I do for you?
I just need the name of a student who works here.
No students work for me.
Could you please check?
I have this guy who works in my building.
Heâs about this high.
Which one is your building?
Two.
Two. Building two.
Look, if anything was stolen, I should know about it.
No, itâs nothing like that.
I just need his name.
I canât give you his name unless you have a complaint.
This is Professor Lambeau.
And this is Professor Hayes.
Tom, please.
This is important. Please.
Willy didnât show for work today.
[Sighs] Got this job through his P.O.. You can call him.
P.O.?
Yeah. Parole officer.
Thank you.
Asshole.
[Chuckling]
[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.
[Clears Throat] Your Honor, Henry Ward Beecher, in Proverbs from the Plymouth Pulpit, 1887, said, quoteâ
1887?
Excuse me.
This is the 20th century.
Heâs gonna make a mockery.
I am afforded the right to speak in my own defense, sir, by the Constitution of the United States.
Donât tell me about the Constitution.
This guarantees my liberty.
âLiberty,â in case youâve forgotten, is a soulâs right to breathe.
When it cannot take a long breath, laws are girded too tight.
Without liberty, man is a syncope.
Man is a what?
Ibid., Your Honor.
Son, my turn.
Iâve been sitting here for 10 minutes now lookinâ over this rap sheet of yours.
I just canât believe it. June â93, assault.
September â93, assault.
Grand theft auto, February of â94.
Where, apparently, you defended yourself and had the case thrown out by citing… âfree property rights of horse and carriageâ from 1798.
Joke. January â95, impersonating an officer.
Mayhem, theft, resisting. All overturned.
Iâm also aware that youâve 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. Youâre going in.
Motion to dismiss is denied. $50,000 bail.
[Gavel Pounds]
Thank you.
[Woman] Court arise.
[Ringing]
Hello?
[Will] Uh, Skylar?
Yep.
Hey, uh, itâs Will.
Who?
Itâs Will.
You know, the really funny, good-looking guy you met at the bar the other night.
I donât recall meeting anyone who matches that description. I think Iâd remember.
Oh, all right, you got me. Itâs the ugly, obnoxious, toothless loser… who got hammered and wouldnât leave you alone all night.
Oh, Will! I remember.
[Chuckling]
How are you? I was wondering if youâd call me.
Yeah, look, I was wonderingâ
Yo, whatâs up, baby?
Hold on one second.
What you doing? Want some of my ass?
Herve, I remember you from juvi. How you doing?
What you doing?
Oh, yeah, sorry about that.
I was wonderinâ maybe we could get together sometime this week.
Sit out at a café. Maybe have some caramels.
Oh, that sounds wonderful.
Yeah?
Yeah, sure. Where are you?
Uh, well, actually, this is just a shot in the dark, but, uh, thereâs no chance that youâre pre-law, is there?
Have a seat.
Thank you.
Nice talking to ya.
What the fuck do you want?
Iâm Gerald Lambeau.
The professor you told to fuck himself.
Well, what the fuck do you want?
Iâve spoken to the judge, and heâs agreed to release you under my supervision.
Really?
Yeah.
Under two conditions.
What are those?
First condition is that you meet with me every week.
What for?
Go over the proof youâre working on, get into some more advanced… combinatorial mathematics, ïŹnite math.
Sounds like a real hoot.
And the second condition is thatâthat you see a therapist.
Iâm responsible to submit reports on those meetings.
If you fail to meet with any of those conditions, you will have to serve time.
All right. Iâll do the math, but Iâm not gonna meet with any fuckinâ therapist.
Itâs better than spending that time in jail, isnât it?
[Laughing]
[Clears Throat]
[Dog Barking]
I read your book, and âMikeâ was havinâ the same problems⊠that âChad,â the stockbroker, was havinâ.
Absolutely right. Right on the button. Good for you, Will.
Very nice.
Thank you.
Will, the pressuresâ And Iâm not judging them.
Iâm not labeling themâ
But they are destroying your potential.
No more shenanigans. No more tomfoolery. No more ballyhoo.
Youâre right. God, I know.
Youâre not gonna get off that easily. Come on, Will. A bit more.
-WeIl, I mean, I do do things, you know?
Whatâ What kind of things?
I do things that, you know, I mean, I hide from people.
You hide, do you?
No, no. I mean, I likeâ I go places. I interact.
Really? What sort of places?
Just certain clubs.
More. Thatâs nice. Yes. What sort of clubs?
Like, uh, like Fantasy.
Fantasy. Thatâs nice. A bit more.
Itâs something like when you get in there, the music, like, owns you.
Itâs like that house music. Itâs likeâ âȘ Bom, bom, bom âȘ
âȘ Bom-bom-bom Boom, boom, boom, boom âȘâȘ
You know, you start dancinâ.
Boom, boom, boom. Yes.
Itâs justâ
Yes.
[Chuckling, Sighing]
Do you find it hard to hide the fact that youâre gay?
[Stammering] What are you talking about? What?
Look, buddy, two seconds ago, you were ready to give me a jump.
A jump? Are youâ [Laughing]
Iâm terribly sorry to disappoint you.
Hey, I donât have a problem with it. I donât care if you putt from the rough.
What are youâ Pâ Putting from the rough? What on earth are you talking about?
A difficult theorem can be like a symphony.
Itâs very erotic.
[Therapist] You go some where else. I canât handle this.
Wow.
[Will] Thank you, Henry.
[Grunting] Ah, Henry.
Hi, Gerry.
You know something? I canât do this pro bono work anymore.
Itâs just notâ Itâs not worth it.
What happened?
Well, Iâm going on national television next week.
I mean, I havenât got time to tell you, much less talk to that raving Iooney in there.
An absolute lunatic, he is.
[Lambeau] Henry.
[Man] Okay, you are in your bed, Will.
Now, how old are you?
Seven.
What do you see?
Somethingâs in my room.
What is it?
Itâs like aâ Itâs a figure. Itâs hoverinâ over me.
You are in a safe place, Will.
Itâs tâ [Sighs] Itâs touchinâ me.
Where is it touching you?
Itâs touching me down there, and Iâm nervous.
You donât have to be nervous, Will.
We start dancinâ and dancinâ.
Itâs just beautiful, âcause we can make⊠a lot of love before the sun goes down.
âȘ Skyrockets in flight âȘ
âȘ Afternoon delight âȘ
âȘ Hey, hey, hey Afternoon delight âȘ -Jesus.
âȘ Skyrockets in flight Da-da-da-da âȘ
Iâm sorry, Rich.
I have better things to do with my time.
âȘ Hey, hey Afternoon delight âȘâȘ
Come on! One dance!
You really hypnotized me, you know?
For Godâs sake, Will.
What? Oh, come on. He left. You canât pin that on me.
I told you to cooperate with these people.
Look⊠into my eyes.
Get out, Will.
I donât need therapy.
Thatâs enough. Get out!
[Imitating Spooky Sound]
I called Mel Weintraub this morning to seeâ
Oh, whatâs the use?
What do you want to do?
[Sighs] Well, there is someone.
Who is he?
He used to be my, uhâ my roommate in college.
Trust. Very important in a relationship.
Itâs 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. _ Umâ
Because, uhâ
Trust is, uhâ Trust is life.
Wow. Thatâs very deep. Thank you, Vinnie.
[Professor] Next time, get the notes from your brother.
If a patient doesnât feel safe enough to trust you, then they wonât be honest with you.
Then thereâs really no point for them being in therapy.
I mean, hey, if they donât trust you, youâre never gonna get them to sleep with you.
That should be the goal of any good therapist. Nail âem while theyâre vulnerable.
Thatâs my motto.
[Laughing]
Oh, good, everyoneâs back. Welcome back, everybody.
Hello, Sean.
Hey, Gerry.
Um, ladies and gentlemen, we are in the presence of greatness.
Professor Gerald Lambeau, Fieldâs medal winner for combinatorial mathematics.
Hello.
Anyone know what the Fieldâs medal is?
Itâs a really big deal. Itâs like the Nobel prize for math.
Except they only give it out once every four years. Itâs a great thing.
Itâs an amazing honor. Okay, everybody, thatâs it for today.
Thanks. Weâll see you Monday. Weâll be talking about Freud.
Why he did enough cocaine to kill a small horse. Thank you.
How are you?
Itâs good to see you.
Good to see you.
Sean, I think I got something interesting for ya.
Yeah?
What, you have to have blood and urine? Whatâs up?
Why didnât you come to the reunion?
You know, Iâmâ Iâve been busy.
You were missed.
Really?
So how long has it been since weâve seen each other?
Before Nancy died.
Yeah, Iâm sorry.
I was in Paris. It was that damn conference.
I got your card. It was nice.
[Grunting]
Come here.
Now thatâs a good takedown.
Hey, what happened? Did you get leniency or what?
I got, uh, probation and then counseling two days a week.
Joke. Youâre a smoothie. Come on, Morgan! Just submit!
[Groaning]
[Chuckling]
Hey, Bill, just-just get off him. Weâre gonna miss the game.
Iâve got a full schedule. Iâm very busy.
Sean, Sean.
This-This boy is incredible. Iâve never seen anything like him.
What makes him so incredible, Gerry?
You ever heard of Ramanujan?
Yeah, yeah. No.
Itâs a man. He lived over 100 years ago. He was Indian.
Dots, not feathers.
Not feathers. Yeah.
He lived in this tiny hut somewhere in India.
He had no formal education.
He had no access to any scientific work.
Coffee?
You, sir?
Just a little.
But he came across this old math book,
Thanks.
and from this simple text, he was able to extrapolate theories… that had baffled mathematicians for years.
Yes. Continued fractions. He wrote, uhâ
Well, he mailed it to Hardy at Cambridge.
Yeah, Cambridge. Yeah.
And Hardy immediately recognized the brilliance of his workâŠ
Mm-hmm.
…and brought him over to England and then they worked together for years, creating some of the most exciting math theory ever done.
This-This Ramanujanâ
his-his genius was unparalleled, Sean.
Well, this boyâs just like that.
Hmm.
But heâsâ heâs a bit defensive.
Hmm.
I need someone who can get through to him.
Like me?
Yeah, like you.
Why?
Well, because you have the same kind of background.
What background?
Well youâre from the same neighborhood.
Heâs from Southie?
Yeah.
Boy genius from Southie.
How many shrinks you go to before me?
Five.
Let me guess. Barry? Henry? Not Rick?
Yeah. Yeah.
Sean, please, just meet with him once a week.
Mm-hmm.
Please?
Itâs a poker game with this kid. Donât let him know what youâve got.
He probably even read your book, if he could find it.
Itâs gonna be hard for him to find.
Hi, Will.
Hi.
This is Sean Maguire. Will Hunting.
How are ya?
Yeah. Letâs get started.
Yeah, letâs do it.
Iâm pumped. Letâs let the healing begin.
Would you excuse us?
Yeah, please, Tom.
You, too, Gerry.
Yeah, of course.
How are you?
[Door Closes]
Where you from in Southie?
I like what youâve done with the place.
Oh, thanks.
Do you buy all these books retail, or do you send away for, like, a âshrink kitâ that comes with all these volumes included?
Do you like books?
Yeah.
Did you read any of these books?
I donât know.
How about any of these books?
Probably not.
What about the ones on the top shelf? You read those?
Yeah, I read those.
Good for you. What do you think about âem?
Iâm not here for a fuckinâ book report. Theyâre your books. Why donât you read âem?
I did. I had to.
Mustâve taken you a long time.
Yeah, it did.
United States of America: A Complete History, Volume I.
Jesus. If you wanna read a real history book, read Howard Zinnâs A Peopleâs History of the United States.
That bookâll fuckinâ knock you on your ass.
Better than Chomskyâs Manufacturing Consent?
Do you think thatâs a good book?
You fuckinâ people baffle me.
You spend all your money on these fuckinâ fancy books. You surround yourselves with âem.
Theyâre the wrong fuckinâ books.
What are the right fuckinâ books, Will?
Whatever blows your hair back.
Yeah. Havenât got much hair left.
Hey, you know youâd be better off shoving that cigarette up your ass.
Itâd probably be healthier for you.
Yeah, I know.
It really gets in the way of my yoga.
You work out, huh?
What, you lift?
Yeah.
Nautilus?
No, free weights.
Oh, really? Free weights, huh?
Yeah. Yeah, big time.
Yeah?
Just like that.
What do you bench?
285. What do you bench?
You paint that?
Yeah. Do you paint?
Uh-uh.
Do you sculpt?
No.
Do you like art?
Do you like music?
This is a real piece of shit.
Oh, tell me what you really think.
Just the linear and impressionistic mix makes a very muddled composition.
Itâs also a Winslow Homer rip-off, except you got whitey rowinâ the boat there.
Well, itâs art, Monet. It wasnât very good.
Thatâs not really what concerns me though.
What concerns you?
Just the coloring.
You know what the real bitch of it is?
Itâs paint-by-number.
Is it color-by-number? Because the colors are fascinating to me.
Arenât they really?
You bet.
I think youâre about one step away from cuttinâ your fuckinâ ear off.
Really?
Oh, yeah.
Think I should move to the south of France, change my name to âVincentâ?
You ever heard the sayinâ, âany port in a stormâ?
Yeah.
Yeah, maybe that means you.
In what way?
Maybe youâre in the middle of a storm, a big fuckinâ storm.
Yeah, maybe.
The skyâs fallinâ on your head. The waves are crashinâ over your little boat.
The oars are about to snap. [Sniffling]
You just piss in your pants. Youâre cryinâ for the harbor.
So maybe you do what you gotta do to get out.
You know, maybe you became a psychologist.
Bingo. Thatâs it. Let me do my job now. You start with me. Come on.
Maybe you married the wrong woman.
Maybe you should watch your mouth!
Watch it right there, chief, all right?
Ah.
Thatâs it, isnât it?
You married the wrong woman.
What happened? What, did she leave you?
Was she, you knowâ [Whistling] banging some other guy?
If you ever disrespect my wife again, I will end you. I will fuckinâ end you.
Got that, chief?
Timeâs up.
Yeah.
At ease, gentlemen.
You okay?
Look, Iâll understand if you donât wanna meet with him again.
Thursday, 4:00. Make sure the kidâs here.
Yeah.
Thanks.
[Chattering]
Well, you look lovely in those glasses.
Thank you very much.
Theyâre just beautiful.
Yes, I always wanted dark blue eye shadow.
Wonderful.
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. Hopefully med school.
You know, I figured out, at the end, my brainâs gonna be worth $250,000.
That sounded horrible, didnât it?
[Clacking]
Bring me another mai tai!
Nah, thatâs cool. I mean, I bet your parents were happy to pay.
No, I was happy to pay. I inherited the money.
Wow. Is Harvard gettinâ all that money?
No, Stanford. Iâm going there inJune when I graduate.
All right, so you just wanted to use this sailor and then run away, huh?
I was gonna, you know, experiment on you for anatomy class first, obviously.
In that case, thatâs fine.
Hey, you wanna see my magic trick, Skylar?
Of course.
All right. Promise toâ
All right.
This oneâs for you, Rudolph.
Wait, wait. You need my wand.
All right, give me a hit. Thank you. All right.
Iâm gonna make all these caramels disappear.
You ready? Ready.
One, two, three.
[Gasps]
[Chuckles] Theyâre all gone.
That was myâ It works better when I have my rabbit.
Wellâ [Clears Throat]
I donât really date, you know, that much.
How very unfortunate… I think for me. [Chuckling]
You know what I mean? I know youâve been thinking about it.
Oh, no, I havenât.
Yes, you have.
No, I really havenât.
Yes, you have. You were hoping to get a good night kiss.
No, you know, I tell ya, I was hopinâ to get a good night lay.
[Laughing]
But Iâll settle for, like, a kiss, you know?
How very noble of you.
Thank you.
Mm.
No, I wasâ I was hopinâ for a kiss.
Well, I think we should just get it out of the way now.
Right now?
Yeah.
Come on.
[Giggling]
I think I got some of your pickle.
You again, huh?
Come with me.
So whatâs this? A Tasterâs Choice moment between guys?
This is really nice. You got a thing for swans? Is this, like, a fetish?
Is it something, like, maybe we need to devote some time to?
Thought about what you said to me the other day. About my painting.
Oh.
Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me. I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep and havenât thought about you since. You know what occurred to me?
No.
Youâre just a kid. You donât have the faintest idea what youâre talking about.
Why, thank you.
Itâs all right. Youâve never been out of Boston.
Nope.
So if I asked you about art, youâd probably give me the skinny… on every art book ever written. Michelangelo? You know a lot about him. Lifeâs work, political aspirations. Him and the pope. Sexual orientation. The whole works, right? Iâll bet you canât tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seen that.
If I ask you about women, youâll probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you canât tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman… and feel truly happy.
Youâre a tough kid. I ask you about war, youâd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? âOnce more into the breach, dear friends.â But youâve never been near one. Youâve never held your best friendâs head in your lap… and watch him gasp his last breath lookinâ to you for help.
If I asked you about love, youâd probably quote me a sonnet, but youâve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feelinâ like God put an angel on Earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell.
And you wouldnât know what itâs like to be her angel, to have that love for her be there forever. Through anything. Through cancer.
And you wouldnât know about sleepinâ sitinâ up in a hospital room… for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes… that the terms âvisiting hoursâ donât apply to you.
You donât know about real loss, âcause that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt youâve ever dared to love anybody that much.
I look at you, I donât see an intelligent, conïŹdent man. I see a cocky, scared shitless kid.
But youâre a genius, Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you.
But you presumed to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine. You ripped my fuckinâ life apart. Youâre an orphan, right?
[Will nods]
Do you think Iâd know the first thing about how hard your life has beenâhow you feel, who you areâbecause I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I donât give a shit about all that, because… You know what? I canât learn anything from you… I canât read in some fuckinâ book. Unless you wanna talk about you, who you are. And Iâm fascinated. Iâm in. But you donât wanna do that, do you, sport? Youâre terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
[Chattering]
[Knocking]
[Machinery Humming]
[Ringing]
Hello? Hello?
Hello?
Professor Valenti, are you calling me again?
Freak.
Oh, fuck.
Christ, who did you call?
No one. I forgot the number.
You fuckinâ retarded?
You went all the way out there in the rain, and you didnât bring the number?
No, it was your motherâs 900 number. I just ran out of quarters.
Why donât we get off our mothers? I just got off yours.
[Laughing]
[Billy] Thatâs pretty funny, Morgan.
Thatâs a fuckinâ nickel, bitch.
Keep antagonizing me. Watch what happens.
All right, then, Morgan.
Watch what happens.
All right, then, Morgan.
[Morgan] Keep fuckinâ with me.
No smoking.
What do you mean, he didnât talk? You were in there for an hour.
He just sat there counting the seconds until the session was over.
Pretty impressive, actually.
Why would he do that?
To prove to me he doesnât have to talk to me if he doesnât want to.
What is this? Some kind of staring contest between two kids from the old neighborhood?
Yeah, it is, and I canât talk first.
We know your theory, Alexander, but the boyâs found a simple geometrical picture.
A tree structure wonât work.
Look now. Heâs joining the two vertices.
But I can do the sum.
Itâs how you group the terms, Alexander.
But, Gerry.
If we do the whole thing this way, thenâ
Hey, look, look.
[Will] I wrote it down. Itâs simpler this way
Sometimes people get lucky.
Youâre a brilliant man.
[Door Closes]
âȘâȘ [Whistling]
You know, I was on this plane once, and Iâm sitinâ there, and… the captain gets on, he does his whole, you know, âweâll be cruisinâ at 35,000 feet,â but then he puts the mike down. He forgets to turn it off.
Mm-hmm.
So he turns to the copilot. Heâs, like, âYou know, all I could use right now is a fuckinâ blowjob and a cup of coffee.â
So the stewardess fuckinâ goes bombinâ up from the back of the plane… to tell him the microphoneâs still on. This guy in the back of the planeâs like, âHey, hon, donât forget the coffee.â
[Chuckling] You ever been on a plane?
No, but itâs a fuckinâ joke. It works better if I tell it in the first person.
Yeah, it does.
I have been laid, you know?
Really? Good for you.
Big time, big time.
Big time, huh?
I went on a date last week.
Howâd it go?
It was good.
Goinâ out again?
I donât know.
Why not?
Havenât called her.
Christ, youâre an amateur.
I know what Iâm doinâ. Yeah. Donât worry about me. I know what Iâm doinâ. Yeah, but this girl was, like, you know, beautiful. Sheâs smart. Sheâs fun. Sheâs different from most of the girls Iâve been with.
So call her up, Romeo.
Why? So I can realize sheâs not that smart? That sheâs fuckinâ boring? You know, I mean, you donâtâ This girlâs, like, fuckinâ perfect right now. I donât wanna ruin that.
Maybe youâre perfect right now. Maybe you donât wanna ruin that.
But I think thatâs 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, she used to fart in her sleep.
Just thought Iâd share that with you.
One night it was so loud, it woke the dog up.
[Both Laughing]
She woke up and gone, like, âWas that you?â
I said, âYeah.â I didnât have the heart to tell her. Oh, God.
She woke herself up? [Laughing]
Yes.
Oh, Christ. But, Will, sheâs been dead two years, and thatâs the shit I remember.
Itâs wonderful stuff, you know? Little things like that.
Yeah, but those are the things I miss the most. Those little idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. Thatâs what made her my wife. Boy, and she had the goods on me too. She knew all my little peccadillos.
People call these things âimperfections,â but theyâre not.
Thatâs the good stuff.
And then we get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds. Youâre not perfect, sport. And let me save you the suspense. This girl you met, she isnât perfect either. But the question is whether or not youâre perfect for each other.
Thatâs the whole deal. Thatâs what intimacy is all about.
Now you can know everything in the world, sport, but the only way youâre findinâ out that one is by givinâ it a shot.
You certainly wonât learn from an old fucker like me.
Even if I did know, I wouldnât tell a pissant like you.
[Chuckling] Yeah, why not?
You told me every other fuckinâ thing. Jesus Christ.
Fuckinâ talk more than any shrink I ever seen in my life.
I teach the shit. I didnât say I knew how to do it.
Yeah.
[Sighs] You ever think about gettinâ remarried?
My wifeâs dead.
Hence the word âremarried.â
Sheâs dead.
Yeah, well, I think thatâs a super philosophy, Sean.
I mean, that way, you can actually go through the rest of your life… without ever really knowing anybody.
Timeâs up.
Hold it open.
Okay.
Thanks
[Chattering]
âȘâȘ [Piano]
[Woman] âȘ I am happy with you âȘ
âȘ I know Iâm about to love you âȘ
âȘ Yeah, yeah, yeah You know him âȘ
[Knocking] âȘ Oh, my, you made meâ âȘâȘ
âGâ minor seventh. Saddest of all chords.
Hello.
Hey.
Where have you been?
Iâm sorry. Iâve been, likeâ Iâve been really busy, andâ
[Clears Throat] But, umâ
Mmm. Me too.
Yeah. Iâ I thought youâd call.
Yeah, umâ
I mean, we had a really good time.
I had a really good time too.
I mean, I justâ Iâ Iâm sorry, you know. I blew it.
No. No, I mean, you know, itâs all right.
Yeah, um, so, I was wonderinâ if, uh, if, you know, youâd give me another crack at it.
You know, let me take you out again.
I canât.
All right.
Oh, no, I didnâtâ I didnât mean I canât, like, ever.
I just canât right now.
Iâve got to assign the proton spectrum for âebogamine.â
All that sounds really, really interesting. Itâs actually fantastically boring.
All right, umâ
Maybe some other time.
Like tomorrow?
Um, yeah, all right.
Okay.
Okay.
Bye.
Bye.
[Bell Tolling]
[Knocking]
What are you doing here?
I couldnât wait till tomorrow.
Where the fuck did you get this?
I had to sleep with someone in your class.
Oh, I hope it was the one with the open-toed sandals and the really bad breath.
Come on. Letâs go have some fun.
No, Iâve got to learn this.
Well, you’re not going into surgery tomorrow, are you?
Letâs go.
No.
[Bell Rings]
[Crowd Shouting]
Oh, my God! My dog is winning!
Come on, Misty!
Come on! Run! Look at that! Come on!
Look, there he goes. Misty, run! Come on!
We won. [Laughs]
He totally won.
So did you grow up around here then?
Not far. South Boston.
Still glowing from my win.
Look at you. Youâre so happy.
And what was that like then?
It was normal, I guess. Nothinâ special.
Do you got lots of brothers and sisters?
Do I have a lot of brothers and sisters?
Thatâs what I said.
Well, Irish Catholic, what do you think?
Right. Thatâs right.
How many?
You wouldnât believe me if I told you.
Why? Go on. What? Five?
No.
Seven? Eight? How many?
I have 12 big brothers.
You do not!
No, I swear to God. I swear to God. Iâm lucky 13 right here.
Do you know all their names?
Do Iâ Yeah, theyâre my brothers.
What are they called?
Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy, Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny and Brian.
Say it again.
Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy, Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny and Brian.
And Willy.
Willy?
Yeah.
Will.
Wow.
Do you still see all of them?
Yeah, well, they all live in Southie.
Iâm livinâ with three of âem right now.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Iâd like to meet them.
Yeah, weâll do that.
Oh, you know, I read your book last night.
Oh, so youâre the one.
[Laughs]
Do you still, uhâ Do you still counsel veterans?
No, I donât.
Why not?
Well, I gave it up when my wife got sick.
You ever wonder what your life would be like if you, uh, if you never met your wife?
What? Wonder if Iâd be better off without her?
No, no, no, Iâm not saying, like, better off.
No.
I didnât mean it like that.
Itâs all right. Itâs an important question.
âCause youâll have bad times, but thatâll always wake you up… to the good stuff you werenât paying attention to.
And you donât regret meetinâ your wife?
Why? âCause the pain I feel now? Oh, I got regrets, Will, but I donât regret a single day I spent with her.
So when did you know, like, that she was the one for you?
October 21, 1975.
Jesus Christ. You know the fuckinâ day?
Oh, yeah, âcause it was game six of the World Series, biggest game in Red Sox history.
Yeah, sure.
My friends and I had slept out all night to get tickets.
You got tickets?
Yep. Day of the game weâre was sitinâ in a bar, waitinâ for the game to start and in walks this girl.
It was an amazing game though. You know, bottom of the eighth, Carbo ties it up.
It was 6-6. It went to 12.
Bottom of the 12th, in stepped Carlton Fisk, old Pudge.
Steps up to the plate. You know, heâs got that weird stance.
Yeah, yeah.
And thenâ Boom! He clocks it, you know.
High ïŹy ball down the left field line!
35,000 people on their feet, yellinâ at the ball.
But thatâs nothinâ, âcause Fisk, heâs wavinâ at the ball like a madman.
Yeah, Iâve seen that.
âGet over! Get over!
Right.
Get over!â
Then it hits the foul pole. He goes ape-shit, and 35,000 fansâ
They charge the field you know.
Yeah, and heâs fuckinâ blowinâ people outta the way.
âGet outta the way! Get outta the way!â
I canât fuckinâ believe you had tickets to that fuckinâ game!
Did you rush the ïŹeld?
No, I didnât rush the fuckinâ ïŹeld. I wasnât there.
What?
No, I was in a bar, havinâ a drink with my future wife.
You missed Pudge Fiskâs home run to have a fuckinâ drink with some lady you never met?
Yeah, but you should have seen her. She was a stunner.
I donât care ifâ
Oh, no, no, she lit up the room.
I donât care if Helen of Troy walks into the room.
Oh, Helen of Troy!
Thatâs game six! Oh, my God, and who were these friends of yours?
They let you get away with that?
They had to.
What did you say to âem?
I just slid my ticket across the table.
I said, âSorry, guys. I gotta see about a girl.â
âI gotta go see about a girlâ?
Yes!
Thatâs what you said? They let you get away with that?
Oh, yeah. They saw in my eyes that I meant it.
Youâre kiddinâ me?
No, Iâm not kidding you, Will.
Thatâs why Iâm not talkin’ right now about some girl I saw at a bar 20 years ago… and how I always regretted not goinâ over and talkinâ to her.
I donât regret the 18 years I was married to Nancy.
I donât regret the six years I had to give up counseling when she got sick, and I donât regret the last years when she got really sick.
And I sure as hell donât regret missinâ a damn game.
Thatâs regret.
Wow!
[Sighs]
Would have been nice to catch that game though.
I didnât know Pudge was gonna hit a home run.
[Both Laughing]
You know, Iâm very, very useful on the court.
Iâm extremely tall.
Youâre not that tall.
I dunk.
[Rattling]
Will I ever play in the N.B.A.?
âIt is decidedly so.â Hmph.
Why do we always stay here?
âCause itâs nicer than my place.
Yes, but Iâve never seen your place.
I know. [Laughs]
When am I gonna meet your friends and your brothers?
Well, they donât really come down here that much.
I think I can make it to South Boston.
Itâs kind of a hike.
Is it me youâre hiding from them or the other way around?
All right, weâll go.
When?
I donât know. Weâll go sometime next week.
What If I said I would not sleep with you again until you let me meet your friends?
[Groans]
Iâd say itâs, like, 4:30 in the morninâ. Theyâre probably up.
Oh, my God. Men are shameless.
If youâre not thinking with your wiener, then youâre acting directly on its behalf.
You bet. And on behalf of my wiener, can I get an advance payment?
I donât know. Letâs ask. âOutlook does not look good.â
[Chuck On Phone] What?
Fuck theâ Hey, Chuck. No. Nothing Go back to sleep.
âOutlookâ? Thatâs the same thing that told you you was gonna play in the N.B.A.
Exactly, so look out. Youâd better start buying some season tickets.
Mmm! I plan to. Iâm tall. I like wearing shorts.
Hook, hook. Dunk, dunk.
Youâre not that tall.
Yes, I am.
Maybe Iâm all about three points.
Iâm all about home runs.
[Laughs] Stop mixing your sporting metaphors.
[Laughing]
A leprechaunâs got his dick in the monkeyâs ass.
A leprechaunâs got his dick in the monkeyâs ass.
A leprechaunâs got his dick in the monkeyâs ass.
Morgan comes runinâ in, goinâ, âI donât mind it. I donât mindââ
[Laughing]
Well, I canât believe you brought Skylar here when weâre fuckinâ all bombed and drinkinâ.
I know, Morgan. Itâs a real rarity we be all drinkinâ.
My uncle Marty drinks. Heâll go on a bender for six, eight months.
Did I ever tell ya what happened to him when he was drivinâ up there and got pulled over?
I told you guys, right?
Marty, yeah.
Let me tell ya what happened to my uncle Marty, because you oughta know this.
Heâs always tellinâ stories. Every time we come here heâs got another story.
But we all heard this one. Go ahead. Say it anyway.
I will go ahead. Thanks a lot. Guess I have the floor now.
My uncle Martyâs drivinâ home, right?
Bombed out of his tree, right? Just hammered out of his gourd. Just wrecked.
This state trooper sees him, pulls him over. So my uncle is fucked basically.
Got him out of the car, tryinâ to make him walk the line.
He gets out of the car, pukes, and the statieâs pretty sure heâs over the legal limit.
So heâs about to throw the cuffs on him and put him in jail.
All of a sudden, 50 yards down the road, thereâs this huge fuckinâ boom.
Statie gets real spooked. He turns aroundâ
A gunshot?
No. Soâ Soâ You heard this story before.
Yeah, Morgan, stop. Stop.
Some other guyâs car had hit a tree. There was an accident.
[Coughs] Anywayâ
How could he hearâ
Shut the fuck up!
Youâre drivinâ him nuts.
Iâm gonna break your neck. Shut up!
He told you the story once before.
So he tells my uncle, âStay here. Donât move.â
Statie goes runinâ down the road to deal with the other accident.
After a few minutes of just lyinâ in his own piss and vomit, my uncle starts wonderinâ what heâs doinâ there.
Gets up, gets in his car and just drives home.
The next morninâ my uncleâs just passed out.
He hears this knockinâ at the door.
[Knocking]
So he goes downstairs, pulls the door openâ âWhat?”
Itâs the state trooper that pulled him over.
Statie says, âFuck you mean, âWhat?â
You know what. I pulled you over last night is what, and you took off.â
Heâs like, âI never seen you before in my life.
Iâve been home all night with my kids. I donât know who the fuck you are.â
Heâs like, âYou know who I am. Let me get in your garage.â
My uncleâs like, âWhat?â He said, âYou heard me. Let me get in your garage.â
He was like, âAll right. Fine.â Takes him out to the garage, opens the door.
And thereâsâ The statieâs police cruiser is in my uncleâs garage.
[Morgan Laughing]
He was so fuckinââ
He was so fuckinâ hammered he drove the wrong car home.
The best part about it is, the fuckinâ state trooper… was so embarrassed he didnât do anything.
Heâd been drivinâ around all night in my uncleâs Chevelle, lookinâ for the house.
All right, Chuck, what the fuck is the point of your story?
He got away. Thatâs the point.
Well, questionâ
Come on. Stop.
Iâm tryinâ to clarify somethinâ.
Youâre embarrassing.
It doesnât make any sense.
It does make sense, if you listen to the story and quit askinâ questions.
Morgan, letâs see if you can get this one. Iâve got a little story for you.
All right, thereâs an old couple in bed, Mary and Paddie.
They wake up on the morning of their 50th anniversary.
Mary looks over and gazes adoringly at Paddie.
Sheâs like, âOh, Jesus, Paddie.
âYouâre such a good-looking feller. I love ya.
âI want to give ya a little present.
âAnything your little heart desires, Iâm goinâ to give it to ya. What would ya like?â
Paddieâs like, âOh, gee, Mary. Thatâs a very sweet offer.
âNow, in 50 years, thereâs one thing thatâs been missing, and, uh, I would like you to give me a blowjob. I would like one.â Maryâs like, âAll right.â
She takes her teeth out, puts âem in the glass. She gives him a blow job.
Afterwards, Paddieâs like, âYeah, geez, now thatâs what Iâve been missinâ. That was the most beautiful, earth-shattering thing ever! Beautiful, Mary! I love ya! Is there anything that I can do for you?â
Mary looks up to him and she goes, âGive us a kiss.â
Oh!
Oh, my God!
Thatâs filthy.
[Morgan] Itâs not that filthy. Iâve heard filthier.
[Laughing]
Get off of me!
All right. See you guys later.
All right. Take it easy, Bill.
So, Skylar, thanks for cominâ by.
Changed my opinion of Harvard people.
You donât want to rush to judgment on that one, âcause theyâre not all like me.
Oh. Iâm sure. It was nice to meet ya.
Oh.
Take it easy. Slowly back away.
Oh, come on. Brother.
I donât know what youâre doinâ, dude.
Youâre givinâ us a ride.
What the fuck do I look like to you?
Come on, Chuck.
Youâre walkinâ, bitch. Willâs takinâ the car.
All right, thanks, sucker. I appreciate it.
I donât know what youâre gettinâ all serious about.
Youâre droppinâ me off first.
Itâs really out of the way.
Oh, okay. Just âcause you donât have to sleep in your one-room palace tonight… donât start thinkinâ youâre bad.
Hey, wait a minute. You said we were gonna see your place.
Not tonight.
Oh, no, not tonight. Not any other night.
He knows once you see that shit-hole, heâs gettinâ dropped like a bad habit.
But I wanted to meet your brothers.
Weâre gonna do that another time.
All right.
Need them keys.
The stewardess hears this, and goes haulinâ ass down the aisle.
I yell, âDonât forget the coffee.â
Bullshit! You didnât say that.
For Christâs sake, Marty, itâs a joke.
I know someone that actually happened to, Marty.
A joke.
Gerry.
Hi.
Have trouble findinâ the place?
No, I took a cab.
Timmy, this is Gerry. We went to college together.
How you doinâ? Nice to meet ya.
Pleased to meet you.
Can I get you a beer?
Um, no, just a Perrier.
Thatâs French for club soda.
Club soda, yeah.
Couple of sandwiches too.
Sure.
Put it on my tab.
You ever planninâ on payinâ your tab?
Yeah, chief, got the winning lottery ticket right here.
Whatâs the jackpot?
Twelve million.
I donât think thatâll cover it.
Itâll cover your sex change operation.
Nuts?
No, thank you.
So, you wanted to talk about Will.
Well, it seems to be going well.
I think so.
Have you talked to him at all about his future?
No, we havenât gotten into that yet. Weâre still banginâ away at the past.
Maybe you should. My phoneâs been ringing off the hook with job offers.
What kind?
Cutting edge mathematics, think tanks.
The kind of place where a mind like Willâs is given free rein.
Thatâs great that there are offers, but I donât really think heâs ready for that.
Iâm not sure you understand, Sean.
What donât I understand?
Here you go, guys.
Thanks, Tim.
Yeah, thank you.
Just so you donât get sticky fingers.
Tim, can you help us?
Weâre tryinâ to settle a bet.
Uh-oh.
Ever heard of Jonas Salk?
Sure. Cured polio.
Ever heard of Albert Einstein?
Hey.
[Pool Balls Clattering]
How about Gerald Lambeau? Ever heard of him?
No.
Thank you, Tim.
So who won the bet?
I did.
This isnât about me, Sean.
Iâm nothing compared to this young man.
You ever hear of Gerald Lambeau?
In 1905, there were hundreds of professors renowned for their study of the universe.
But 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 in Vienna every night?
We all would have lost something.
Tim would never have heard of him.
Pretty dramatic, Gerry.
No, it isnât, Sean.
This boy has that gift.
He just hasnât got the direction, but we can give that to him.
Hey, Gerry, in the 1960s, there was a young man graduated from University of Michigan.
Did some brilliant work in mathematics.
Specifically, bounded harmonic functions.
Then he went on to Berkeley. He was assistant professor. Showed amazing potential.
Then he moved to Montana, and he blew the competition away.
Yeah, so who was he?
Ted Kaczynski.
Havenât heard of him.
Hey, Timmy!
Yo!
Whoâs Ted Kaczynski?
Unabomber.
Thatâs exactly what Iâm talking about.
We gotta give this kid direction.
Yeahâ
He can contribute to the world, and we can help him do that.
Directionâs one thing. Manipulationâs another.
Seanâ
We have to let him findâ
Iâm not sitting at home every night twisting my mustache and hatching a plan… to ruin this boyâs life!
I was doing advanced mathematics when I was 18, and it still took me over 20 years to do something worthy of a Fieldâs medal.
Maybe he doesnât want what you want.
Thereâs more to life than a fuckinâ Fieldâs medal.
This is too important, Sean, and itâs above personal rivalry.
Wait a minute. Letâs talk about the boy.
Why donât we give him time to figure out what he wants?
Thatâs a wonderful theory, Sean. It worked wonders for you, didnât it?
Yeah, it did, you arrogant fuckinâ prick!
Oh, Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry that I came here today.
I came here out of courtesy. I wanted to keep you in the loop.
Nice to be in the loop.
The boyâs in a meeting right now I set up for him over at McNeil.
Well, Will, Iâm not exactly sure what you mean.
Weâve already offered you a position.
Nobody in this town works without a retainer, guys.
You think you can find somebody who does, you have my blessinâ.
But I think we all know that person is not gonna represent you as well as I can.
Will, our offer is $84,000 a year.
Retainer! Retainer.
You want us to give you cash right now?
Whoa-ho-ho. Easyâ Now, I didnât say that.
Allegedly, your situation, for you, would be concurrently improved if I hadâŠ
$200 in my back pocket right now.
[Clears Throat] I donât think I canâ Larry?
Iâve got $73.
Will you take a check?
Let me tell you somethinâ. Youâre suspect.
Yeah, you. I donât know what your reputation is in this town, but after the shit you tried to pull today, you can bet Iâll be lookinâ into you.
Now, any business we have heretofore, you can speak with my aforementioned attorney.
Good day, gentlemen.
And until that day comes, keep your ear to the grindstone.
[Chattering]
Howâs it goinâ?
Fine.
Yeah.
Good.
Want some help?
No!
Come on. Give me one little peek, and weâll go to the batting cages.
No.
It is actually important that I learn this.
Itâs really important… to me, okay?
All right.
Why donât we just hang out here all day?
Yes, why donât we?
All right, Mr. Nosey Parker.
[Chuckles]
Seeing as youâre intent on breaking my balls, let me ask you a question.
All right.
Do you have a photographic memory?
I donât know. I just kind of remember. I mean, how do you remember your phone number?
You just do.
Have you studied organic chemistry?
A little bit.
Oh, just for fun?
Yeah, for kicks.
Yeah, itâs so much fun studying organic chemistry.
Are you mad?
[Laughs]
Have you completely lost your mind?
Nobody studies it for fun. Itâs not a necessity, especially for someone like you.
Someone like me?
Yeah.
Someone who divides their time, fairly evenly, between batting cages and bars.
I would hardly say it was a necessity.
Oh.
You know, there are very smart people here at Harvard.
Even they have to study, because this is really hard.
And yet… you do it so easily. I donât understand.
I donât understand how your mind works.
Do you play the piano?
I want to talk about this.
No, Iâm trying to explain it to you. Do you play the piano?
Yeah, a bit.
So when you look at a piano, you see Mozart.
I see âChopsticks.â
All right, well, Beethoven, okay?
He looked at a piano, and it just made sense to him. He could just play.
So what are you saying? You play the piano?
Not a lick.
I look at a piano, I see a bunch of keys, three pedals and a box of wood.
But Beethoven, Mozartâ They saw it. They could just play.
I couldnât paint you a picture. I probably canât hit the ball out of Fenway.
And I canât play the piano.
But you can do my O-chem paper in under an hour.
Right. Well, I mean, when it came to stuff like that, I could always just play.
Thatâs the best I can explain it.
Come here. I have to tell you something.
Huh?
I have to tell you something.
Oh.
Wellâ
Itâs not fair.
Whatâs not fair? What?
Iâve been here for four years, and Iâve only just found you.
Well, you found me.
Are you awake?
No.
Yes, you are.
Will, come to California with me.
What?
I want you to come to California with me.
You sure about that?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, but how do you know?
I donât know. I just know.
Yeah, but how do you know?
I know because I feel it.
Because thatâs a really serious thing youâre saying.
I know.
You could be in California next week… and you might find out something about me you donât like.
Maybe you wish you hadnât said that, but you know itâs such a serious thing you canât take it back.
Now Iâm stuck in California with someone that doesnât really want to be with me, just wish they had a take-back.
A what? Whatâs a take-back?
I donât want a take-back. I just want you to come to California with me.
Well, I canât go to California with you, soâ
Why not?
Well, one, because I got a job here.
And, two, because I live here.
Look, um, if you donât love me, you should just tell me.
Iâm not sayinâ I donât love you.
Then why? Why wonât you come? What are you so scared of?
What am I so scared of?
Well, what arenât you scared of?
You live in this safe little world where no one challenges youâ
Donât tell me about my world. Donât tell me about my world.
You just want to have your little ïŹing with the guy from the other side of town.
Then youâre gonna go off to Stanford. Youâre gonna 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 slumminâ, too, once.
Why are you saying this? What is your obsession with this money?
My father died when I was 13, and I inherited this money.
You donât think every day I wake up, and I wish 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 canât, and thatâs my life, and I deal with it.
So donât put your shit on me when youâre the one thatâs afraid.
Iâm afraid? What am I afraid of? What the fuck am I afraid of?
Youâre afraid of me. Youâre afraid that I wonât love you back.
You know what? Iâm afraid too.
But fuck it, I want to give it a shot. At least Iâm honest with you.
Iâm not honest with you?
No, what about your 12 brothers?
All right.
[Belt Buckle Jingles]
No, youâre not going. Youâre not leaving.
What do you want to know? That I donât have 12 brothers? That Iâm a fuckinâ orphan?
You donât want to hear that.
I didnât know that.
You donât want to hear I got fuckinâ cigarettes put out on me when I was little.
I didnât know that.
That this isnât fuckinâ surgery.
The motherfucker stabbed me. You donât want to hear that shit, Skylar!
I do want to hear that.
Donât tell me you want to hear that shit!
I want to help you.
Help me? What the fuck?
What do I got, a fuckinâ sign on my back that says, âSave meâ?
No.
Do I look like I need that?
No, I just want to be with youâ
Donât bullshit me!
I love you.
Donât bullshit me! Donât you fuckinâ bullshit me!
I love you.
I want to hear you say that you donât love me.
Because if you say that… then I wonât call you… and I wonât be in your life.
[Sobs]
I donât love you.
[Giggling]
Most people never get to see how brilliant they can be.
They donât find teachers who believe in them.
They get convinced theyâre stupid.
I hope you appreciate what heâs doing, because Iâve seen how much he enjoys working with you, not against you.
Hello, Will.
Tom, can you get us some coffee?
Sure.
Now, letâs see. [Clears Throat]
Good. This is correct.
I see you used Maclaurin here.
Yeah, I donât know what you call it, butâ
This canât be right.
This would be very embarrassing.
Did you ever considerâ
Iâm pretty sure itâs right.
Hey, look, can we do this at Seanâs office from now on?
Because I got to knock off work to come here and the commute is killinâ me.
Yeah, sure. Did you think of the possibilityâ
Itâs right.
Itâs right. Just take it home with you.
What happened at the McNeil meeting?
l couldnât go. I had a date.
So I sent my chief negotiator.
On your own time, you can do whatever you like, Will.
But when I set up a meeting with my associates, and you donât show up, it reflects poorly on me.
Then donât set up any more meetings.
I wonât.
IâII cancel âem.
Iâll give you a job myself. I just wanted you to see what was out there.
Maybe I donât want to spend the rest of my fuckinâ life explaininâ shit to people.
I think you could show me some appreciation.
A little appreciation? Do you know how easy this is for me?
Do you have any fuckinâ idea how easy this is? This is a fuckinâ joke.
Iâm sorry you canât do thisâ I really amâ
Because I wouldnât have to fuckinâ sit here and watch you fumble around and fuck it up.
Then youâd have more time to sit around and get drunk instead, wouldnât you?
Youâre right. This is probably a total waste of my time.
Youâre right, Will.
I canât do this proof, but you can.
And when it comes to that, itâs only about just a handful of people in the world… who can tell the difference between you and me.
But Iâm one of them.
Sorry.
Yeah, so am I.
Most days I wish I never met you, because then I could sleep at night.
I donât have to walk around with the knowledge that there was someone like you out there.
[Door Closes]
And I didnât have to watch you throw it all away.
[Dog Barking]
âȘâȘ [Plunking Notes]
Bill, hold it. Did you hear that?
[Man Moaning]
Morgan!
If youâre watchinâ pornos in my momâs room again, Iâm gonna give you a fuckinâ beatinâ!
[Door Closes]
[Footsteps Running Downstairs]
[Panting] Whatâs up, fellas?
Morgan, why donât you jerk off in your own fuckin âhouse. Thatâs fuckin â filthy.
I donât have a V.C.R. in my house.
Come on. Not in my glove.
I didnât use the glove.
Thatâs my Little League glove.
What do you want me to do?
I mean, whatâs wrong with you?
Youâll hump a baseball glove?
I-I just used it for cleanup.
[Laughing]
Stop jerkinâ off in my motherâs room.
Is there another V.C.R. in the house?
Itâs just sad, bro.
So why do you think I should work for the National Security Agency?
Well, youâd be working on the cutting edge.
Youâd be exposed to the kind of technology you wouldnât see anywhere else, because weâve classified it.
Superstring theory, chaos math, advanced algorithms.
Code breaking.
Thatâs one aspect of what we do.
Oh, come on. That is what you do.
You guys handle 80% of the intelligence workload.
Youâre seven times the size of the C.I.A.
We donât like to brag about that, Will, but youâre exactly right.
So the way I see it, the question isnât: âWhy should you work for the N.S.A.?â
The question is: âWhy shouldnât you?â
Why shouldnât I work for the N.S.A.? Thatâs a tough one, but Iâll take a shot. Say Iâm workinâ at the N.S.A. and somebody puts a code on my desk. Something no one else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it, and maybe I break it. Iâm real happy with myself because I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels are hidinâ. Fifteen hundred people that I never met, never had no problem with, get killed. Now the politicians are saying, âSend in the Marines to secure the area,â âcause they donât give a shit. It wonât be their kid over there gettinâ shot, just like it wasnât them when their number got called âcause they were in the National Guard. Itâll be some kid from Southie over there takinâ shrapnel in the ass. He comes back to find the plant he used to work at… got exported to the country he got back from, and the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job… âcause heâll work for 15 cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile, he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place… was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. Of course, the oil companies used a skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary beneïŹt for them, but it ainât helpinâ my buddy at 2.50 a gallon. Theyâre takinâ their sweet time bringinâ the oil, of course. Maybe they even took the liberty to hire an alcoholic skipper, who likes to drink martinis and fuckinâ play slalom with the icebergs. It ainât too long till he hits one, spills the oil… and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddyâs out of work, he canât afford to drive, so heâs walkinâ to the fuckinâ job interviews… which sucks because the shrapnel in his ass is givinâ him chronic hemorrhoids. Meanwhile, heâs starvinâ, âcause every time he tries to get a bite to eat, the only blue plate special theyâre servinâ… is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? Iâm holdinâ out for somethinâ better. I figure, fuck it. While Iâm 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 can be elected president.
You feel like youâre alone?
What?
Do you have a soul mate?
Do I have aâ Define that.
Somebody who challenges you.
Uh, Chuckie.
No, Chuckieâs family Heâd lie down in fuckinâ traffic for you.
Iâm talking about someone who opens up things for you, touches your soul.
I gotâ I gotâ
Who?
I got plenty.
Well, name âem.
Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, OâConnor, Kant, Pope, Lockeâ
Thatâs great. Theyâre all dead.
Not to me theyâre not.
You donât have a lot of dialogue with them.
You canât give back to them, Will.
Not without some serious smelling salts and a heater.
Thatâs what Iâm saying.
Youâll never have that kind of relationship in a world… where youâre always afraid to take the first step, because all you see is every negative thing 10 miles down the road.
You gonna take the professorâs side on this?
Donât give me a line of shit.
No.
I didnât want the job.
Itâs not about the job. I donât 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?
There are guys who work their entire life layinâ brick⊠so their kids have a chance at the opportunities you have here.
I didnât ask for this.
No.
You were born with it, so donât cop out behind: âI didnât ask for this.â
What do you mean, cop out? Whatâs wrong with layinâ brick?
Nothing.
Thereâs nothinâ wrong. Thatâs somebodyâs home Iâm buildinâ.
Right. My dad laid brick, okay?
Busted his ass so I could have an education.
Exactly. Thatâs an honorable profession.
Whatâs wrong with fixinâ somebodyâs car?
Someone will get to work the next day because of me. Thatâs honor in that.
Yeah, there is, Will. There is honor in that.
Thereâs honor in takinâ that 40-minute train ride… so those college kids could come in in the morning and their floors are clean.
And their wastebaskets are empty. Thatâs real work.
Thatâs right.
And thatâs honorable. Iâm sure thatâs 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 fuckinâ world?
Why did you sneak around at night and finish other peopleâs formulas⊠that only one or two people in the world could do and then lie about it?
âCause I donât see a lot of honor in that, Will.
So what do you really wanna do?
I wanna be a shepherd.
Really?
I wanna move up to Nashua, get a nice little spread, get some sheep and tend to them.
Maybe you should go do that.
What?
You know, if youâre gonna jerk off, why donât you just do it at home with a moist towel?
Youâre chuckinâ me?
Yeah, get the fuck outta here.
-No, no, no, timeâs not up yet.
Yeah, it is.
Iâm not leavinâ. No.
Youâre not gonna answer, youâre wastinâ my time.
I thought we were friends.
Playtimeâs over, okay?
Why are you kickinâ me out?
Youâre lecturinâ me on life? Look at you, you fuckinâ burnout.
What winds your clock?
Workinâ with you.
Whereâs your soul mate? You wanna talk about soul mates? Where is she?
Dead.
Thatâs right. Sheâs fuckinâ dead.
She fuckinâ dies and you just cash in your chips and you walk away?
At least I played a hand.
You played a hand and you lost. You lost a big fuckinâ hand.
Some people will lose a big hand like that and have the sack to ante up again.
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 canât give me a straight answer, because you donât know.
Iâll see ya, Bo-peep.
Fuck you.
Youâre the shepherd.
Shepherd.
[Whispers] White little prick.
I just wanted to, you know, um, call you up, uh, before you left, umâ
Iâve been takinâ all these job interviews and stuff, so Iâm not gonna be just a construction worker.
Well, you know, I never really cared about that.
Yeah.
I love you.
Will?
You take care.
âȘ Someoneâs always cominâ around here âȘ
âȘ Trailinâ some new kill âȘ
Bye.
âȘ Says, I seen your picture on a hundred-dollar bill âȘ
âȘ Whatâs a game of chance to you âȘ
âȘ In this world âȘ
âȘ Of real skill âȘ
âȘ So glad to meet ya âȘ
âȘ Angeles âȘ
âȘ Pickinâ up the ticket shows thereâs money to be made âȘ
âȘ Go on, lose the gamble âȘ
âȘ Thatâs the history of the trade âȘ
âȘ Did you add up all the cards left to play âȘ
âȘ To zero âȘ
âȘ And sign up with people âȘ
âȘ Angeles âȘ
âȘ Donât start with me tryinâ âȘ
Will, come on. Will!
Will, thatâs it! Weâre done!
Iâm sitting in your office, and the boy isnât here.
Well, itâs 10 past 5:00.
An hour and 10 minutes late.
âȘ I can make you satisïŹed in everything âȘ
Well, if he doesnât show up, and I file a report saying he wasnât here… and he goes back to jail, it wonât be on my conscience.
âȘ Now be coming true âȘâȘ
Okay. Fine.
Whatâs up?
Thanks.
Ah! Fuck, thatâs good.
So howâs your lady?
Ah, sheâs gone.
Gone? Gone where?
Med school. Medical school in California.
Really?
Yeah.
When was this?
It was, like, a week ago.
That sucks.
So, uh, when are you done with those meetings?
I think the week after Iâm 21.
They gonna hook ya up with a job or what?
Yeah, fuckinâ sit in a room and do long division for the next 50 years.
Nah, probably make some nice bank though.
Iâm gonna be a fuckinâ lab rat.
Better than this shit. Way outta here.
What do I want a way outta here for?
I mean, Iâm gonna fuckinâ live here the rest of my life.
You know, be neighbors. You know, have little kids.
Fuckinâ take âem to Little League together up Foley Field.
Look, youâre my best friend, so donât take this the wrong way.
But in 20 years if youâre still livinâ here, cominâ over to my house to watch the Patriots games, still workinâ construction, IâII fuckinâ kill ya.
Thatâs not a threat. Thatâs a fact. IâII fuckinâ kill ya.
What the fuck are you talkinâ about?
Look, you got something none of us have.
Oh, come on!
Why is it always this? I fuckinâ owe it to myself to do this or that.
What if I donât want to?
No, no, no. Fuck you. You donât owe it to yourself.
You owe it to me, âcause tomorrow Iâm gonna wake up and Iâll be 50, and Iâll still be doinâ this shit.
Thatâs all right. Thatâs fine.
I mean, youâre sitinâ on a winninâ lottery ticket.
Youâre too much of a pussy to cash it in, and thatâs bullshit.
âCause Iâd do fuckinâ anything to have what you got.
So would any of these fuckinâ guys.
Itâd be an insult to us if youâre still here in 20 years.
Hanginâ around here is a fuckinâ waste of your time.
You donât know that.
I donât?
No. You donât know that.
Oh, I donât know that. Let me tell you what I do know.
Every day I come by your house, and I pick you up.
We go out and have a few drinks and few laughs, and itâs great.
You know what the best part of my day is?
Itâs for about 10 seconds: from when I pull up to the curb and when I get to your door.
âCause I think maybe Iâll get up there and Iâll knock on the door, and you wonât be there.
No âgood-bye,â no âsee ya later.â No nothing. You just left.
I donât know much, but I know that.
[Mutters]
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.
I know what Iâm doing with the boy.
I donât care if you have a rapport with the boy!
I donât care if you have a few laughs, even at my expense.
But donât you dare undermine what Iâm trying to do here.
Undermine?
This boy is at a fragile point right now.
I do understand. He is at a fragile point. Heâs got problems.
What problems does he have? That heâs better off as a janitor, in jail?
Better hanging out with a bunch of retarded gorillas?
Why do you think he does that? You have any fuckinâ clue why?
He can handle the problems. He can handle the work. He obviously handled you.
Listen to me. Why is he hiding?
Why doesnât he trust anybody?
Because the first thing that happened to him, he was abandoned by the people who were supposed to love him the most.
Donât give me that Freudian crap.
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 bat to your head.
Thatâs called loyalty.
Yeah, thatâs very touching.
Whoâs he handling? He pushes people away before they have a chance to leave him.
Itâs a defense mechanism, all right?
For 20 years, heâs been alone because of that.
If you push him right now, itâs gonna be the same thing all over again.
Iâm not gonna let that happen to him.
Donât you do that.
What?
Donât infect him with the idea that itâs okay to quit, that itâs okay to be a failure.
Because itâs not okay, Sean!
And if youâre angry at me for being successful, for being what you could have beenâ
Iâm not angry at you.
Oh, yes, youâre angry at me.
You resent me, but Iâm not gonna apologize for any success Iâve had.
Youâre angry at me for doing what you could have done!
But ask yourself, Seanâ Ask yourselfâŠ
if you want Will to feel that wayâ if you want him to feel like a failure?
You arrogant shit!
Thatâs why I donât come to the goddamn reunions, âcause I canât stand that look in your eye.
That condescending, embarrassed look.
Oh, come on, Sean.
You think Iâm a failure. I know who I am.
Iâm proud of what I do. It was a conscious choice. I didnât fuck up!
And you and your cronies think Iâm some sort of pity case.
You and your kiss-ass chorus following you around going, âThe Fieldâs medal!â
Why are you still so fuckinâ afraid of failure?
Itâs about my medal, isnât it? Oh, God, I could go home and get it for you. You can have it.
Shove the medal up your fuckinâ ass, all right?
âCause I donât give a shit about your medal, because I knew you before you were a mathematical god, when you were pimple-faced and homesick and didnât know what side of the bed to piss on.
Yeah, you were smarter than me then, and youâre smarter than me now.
So donât blame me for how your life turned out.
I donât blame you! Itâs not about you!
You mathematical dick! Itâs about the boy!
Heâs a good kid! And I wonât see you fuck him up like youâre tryinâ to fuck up me right now.
I wonât see you make him feel like a failure too!
He wonât be a failure!
But if you push him! If you ride him!
I am what I am today because I was pushed and because I learned to push myself.
Heâs not you! You get that?
I can come back.
No, come in. Uh, I was just leaving.
A lot of that stuff goes back a long way between me and him.
You know. Not about you.
[Paper Rustles ]
What is that?
This is your file. I have to send it back to the judge for evaluation.
Oh. Hey, youâre not gonna fail me, are you?
Whatâs it say?
Wanna read it?
Why?
Have you had any, uh, experience with that?
Twenty years of counseling. Yeah, Iâve seen some pretty awful shit.
I mean, have you had any experience with that?
Personally?
Yeah.
Yeah, I have.
It sure ainât good.
My father was an alcoholic.
Mean fuckinâ drunk.
Heâd come home hammered lookinâ to whale on somebody.
So Iâd provoke him so he wouldnât go after my mother and little brother.
Interesting nights were when he wore his rings.
He used to just put a wrench, a stick and a belt on the table.
Just say, âChoose.â
Well, I gotta go with the belt there.
I used to go with the wrench.
Why the wrench?
âCause fuck him, thatâs why.
Your foster father?
Yeah.
So, uh, what is it, like, Will has an attachment disorder?
Is it all that stuff?
Fear of abandonment?
Is that why I broke up with Skylar?
I didnât know you had.
Yeah, I did.
You wanna talk about it?
No.
Hey, Will, I donât know a lot.
You see this? All this shit?
Itâs not your fault.
[Whispers] Yeah, I know that.
Look at me, son.
Itâs not your fault.
I know.
No. Itâs not your fault.
I know.
No, no, you donât. Itâs not your fault.
Hmm?
I know.
Itâs not your fault.
All right.
Itâs not your fault.
[Whispers] Itâs not your fault.
Donât fuck with me.
Itâs not your fault.
Donât fuck with me, all right? Donât fuck with me, Sean, not you.
Itâs not your fault.
[Sobs]
[Sobs]
[Whispers] Itâs not your fault.
My Godâ
My God! Iâm so sorry! My God!
[Sobbing Continues]
Fuck them, okay?
[Barking]
[Elevator Bell Dings]
[Chattering]
Can I help you?
Yeah, Iâm Will Hunting. Iâm here about a position.
Could you just have a seat for a moment?
[Man] Yes, thereâs a Mr. Hunting in the lobby.
Which one did you take?
I was over at McNeil. Itâs one of the jobs the professor set me up with.
I havenât told him yet, but I went down there and talked to my bossâ
My new boss. He seemed like a good guy.
Is that what you want?
Yeah, you know, I think so.
Well, good for you. Congratulations.
Thanks
Timeâs up.
So thatâsâ So thatâs it? So weâre done?
Yeah, thatâs it.
Youâre done. Youâre a free man.
Well, um, I just want you to know, Sean, thatâ
Youâre welcome, Will.
So, you know, I hope we keep in touch, you know.
Yeah, me too.
IâII be travelinâ around a bit. Itâll be a little hard, but, uhâ
Iâve got an answering machine at the college Iâll be checking in with.
So, hereâs the number.
You call that. Iâll get back to you right away.
Yeah, you know, I figured Iâm just gonna… put my money back on the table and see what kind of cards I get.
You do whatâs in your heart, son. Youâll be fine.
Thank you, Sean.
Uhâ
Thank you, Will.
Hey, does this violate the patient-doctor relationship?
Naw. Only if you grab my ass.
Take care.
You too.
Yeah.
Hey.
Good luck, son.
[Morgan] Two beers.
Whatâs up? Did you guys go?
No. I had to talk him down.
Why didnât you yoke him?
Little Morganâs got a lot of scrap to him.
People try to whip his ass every week.
Fuckinâ kid wonât back down.
What are you sayinâ about me?
Was I talkinâ to you? Then mind your fuckinâ business.
[Door Opens]
[Chuckie] Go get me a beer.
I ordered two beers!
Hey, asshole.
What, bitch?
Happy birthday.
Thought we forgot, huh, bitch?
Come on!
Iâm goinâ. Iâm goinâ.
All right. Whoâs first?
Come on, motherfucker!
Whoâs first?
âȘ Oh, Danny boy âȘâȘ
Hereâs your present.
Come on, bro.
What?
Well, we knew you had to get back and forth to Cambridge for your new job.
I knew I wasnât gonna fuckinâ drive you every day, soâ
Morgan wanted to get you a âTâ pass.
Thatâs not what I was sayinâ!
But, uh, youâre 21 now.
Youâre legally allowed to drink, so we figured the best thing for ya was a car.
How do you like it?
This is likeâ
Itâs the ugliest fuckinâ car Iâve ever seen in my life.
Come on, brother.
Howâd you guys do this?
You know, me and Bill scraped together the parts, and Morgan was out panhandlinâ for change every day.
I had the router to do all the bodywork.
Yeah, hell of a fuckinâ job, too, brother.
Guyâs been up my ass for two years about a job. I had to let him help with the car.
So you finally got a job, huh, Morgan?
Yeah, had one. Now Iâm fucked again.
So what is it?
A lawn mower? What do ya got?
[Bill] Itâs a straight fuckinâ six.
[Chuckie] Me and Bill rebuilt this engine ourselves here.
Itâs a good car. The engineâs good. Engineâs good.
Happy 21, Will.
Happy 21, brother.
Hi.
Come on in.
Sean, I, umâ
Me too, Gerry.
Yeah. Good.
I heard youâre takinâ some time.
Yeah. Travel a little bit, maybe write.
So where are you going?
India and China and Baltimore.
Oh.
You know when youâll be back?
Oh. I got this ïŹyer the other day.
It says, uh, class ofâ72 is having a reunion in six months.
Yeah, I got one of those too.
Why donât you come? Iâll buy ya a drink.
The drinks at those things are free.
I know, Gerry. I was being ironical.
Oh.
How about a drink right now?
Yeah. Itâs a good idea.
Come on. This oneâs on me.
I got the winner right here, pal.
Oh!
Yes, sir, this is the one.
This is my ticket to paradise.
Do you know what the odds are against winning the lottery?
What? Four to one?
About 30 million to one.
I still have a shot, you know?
[Laughs]
Yes, just about as big chance as you being hit by lightning here on the staircase right now.
Itâs a possibility too. I mean, 32 million. If you look at the sizeâ
[Bell Tolling]
[Horn Honks]
[Tires Screeching]
Will!
[Knocking]
Will?
[Horn Honks]
Heâs not there.
âȘ Iâll fake it through the day âȘ
[Willâs Voice] Sean, if the professor caïŹs about that job, just tell him, sorry, l had to go see about a girl.
Will.
Son of a bitch. He stole my line.
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âȘ Afternoon delight âȘ
âȘ Afternoon delight âȘ
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âȘ Skyrockets in flight âȘ
âȘ Afternoon delight âȘ
âȘ Afternoon delight âȘ
âȘ Be waitinâ for me, baby when I come around âȘ
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âȘ Lookinâ forward to a little afternoon delight âȘ
âȘ Rubbinâ sticks and stones together make the sparks ignite âȘ
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