Do you got lots of brothers and sisters?
- Do I have a lot of brothers and sisters? - That's what I said.
- Well, Irish Catholic, what do you think? - Right. That's right.
- How many? - You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Why? Go on. What? Five?
Seven? Eight? How many?
- I have 12 big brothers. - You do not!
No, I swear to God. I swear to God. I'm lucky 13 right here.
Do you know all their names?
Do I… they're 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?
Will.
- Do you still see all of them? - Yeah, well, they all live in Southie.
- I'm livin' with three of 'em right now.
I'd like to meet them.
Yeah, we'll do that.
Oh, you know, I read your book last night.
- Oh, so you're the one.
Do you still, uh.. Do you still counsel veterans?
No, I don't.
- 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 I'd be better off without her?
- No, no, no, I'm not saying, like, better off.
- I didn't mean it like that. - It's all right. It's an important question.
'Cause you'll have bad times, but that'll always wake you up...
to the good stuff you weren't paying attention to.
And you don't regret meetin' your wife?
Why? 'Cause the pain I feel now?
Oh, I got regrets, Will, but I don't 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 fuckin' day?
Oh, yeah, 'cause 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 I was sittin' in a bar,
waitin' 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, he's got that weird stance.
And then.. Boom! He clocks it, you know.
High fly ball down the left field line!
35,000 people on their feet, yellin' at the ball.
But that's nothin', 'cause Fisk, he's wavin' at the ball like a madman.
- Yeah, I've seen that. - "Get over! Get over!
- Right. - Get over!"
Then it hits the foul pole. He goes ape-shit, and 35,000 fans..
They charge the field, you know.
Yeah, and he's fuckin' blowin' people outta the way.
"Get outta the way! Get outta the way!"
I can't fuckin' believe you had tickets to that fuckin' game!
- Did you rush the field? - No, I didn't rush the fuckin' field. I wasn't there.
- What? - No, I was in a bar, havin' a drink with my future wife.
You missed Pudge Fisk's home run to have a fuckin' drink with some lady you never met?
Yeah, but you should have seen her. She was a stunner.
- I don't care if.. - Oh, no, no, she lit up the room.
- I don't care if Helen of Troy walks into the room. - Oh, Helen of Troy!
That's 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 'em? - I just slid my ticket across the table.
I said, "Sorry, guys. I gotta see about a girl."
"I gotta go see about a girl"?
That's what you said? They let you get away with that?
They saw it in my eyes that I meant it.
- You're kiddin' me? - No, I'm not kidding you, Will.
That's why I'm not talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar 20 years ago...
and how I always regretted not goin' over and talkin' 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' a damn game.
That's regret.
Would have been nice to catch that game though.
I didn't know Pudge was gonna hit a home run.
You know, I'm very, very useful on the court.
I'm extremely tall.
- You're not that tall. - I dunk.
Will I ever play in the N.B.A.?
"It is decidedly so."
Why do we always stay here?
'Cause it's nicer than my place.
Yes, but I've never seen your place.
I know.
When am I gonna meet your friends and your brothers?
Well, they don't really come down here that much.
I think I can make it to South Boston.
It's kind of a hike.
Is it me you're hiding from them or the other way around?
- All right, we'll go. - When?
I don't know. We'll go sometime next week.
What if I said I would not sleep with you again until you let me meet your friends?
I'd say it's, like, 4:30 in the mornin'. They're probably up.
Oh, my God. Men are shameless.
If you're not thinking with your wiener, then you're acting directly on its behalf.
You bet. And on behalf of my wiener, can I get an advance payment?
I don't know. Let's ask. "Outlook does not look good."
- What? - Fuck the.. Hey, Chuck. No. Nothing. Go back to sleep.
"Outlook"? That's the same thing that told you you was gonna play in the N.B.A.
Exactly, so look out. You'd better start buying some season tickets.
I plan to. I'm tall. I like wearing shorts.
Hook, hook. Dunk, dunk.
- You're not that tall. - Yes, I am.
Maybe I'm all about three points.
I'm all about home runs.
Stop mixing your sporting metaphors.
A leprechaun's got his dick in the monkey's ass.
Morgan comes runnin' in, goin', "I don't mind it. I don't mind.."
Well, I can't believe you brought Skylar here when we're fuckin' all bombed and drinkin'.
I know, Morgan. It's a real rarity we'd be all drinkin'.
My uncle Marty drinks. He'll go on a bender for six, eight months.
Did I ever tell ya what happened to him when he was drivin' up there and got pulled over?
I told you guys, right?
Let me tell ya what happened to my uncle Marty, because you oughta know this.
He's always tellin' stories. Every time we come here he's 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 Marty's drivin' 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's fucked basically.
Got him out of the car, tryin' to make him walk the line.
He gets out of the car, pukes, and the 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.
All of a sudden, 50 yards down the road, there's this huge fuckin' boom.
- Statie gets real spooked. He turns around.. - He got shot?
No. So.. you heard this story before.
Yeah, Morgan, stop. Stop.
Some other guy's car had hit a tree. There was an accident.
Anyway..
- How could he hear.. - Shut the fuck up!
- You're drivin' him nuts. - I'm gonna break your neck. Shut up!
He told you the story once before.
So he tells my uncle, "Stay here. Don't move."
Statie goes runnin' down the road to deal with the other accident.
After a few minutes of just lyin' in his own piss and vomit,
my uncle starts wonderin' what he's doin' there.
Gets up, gets in his car and just drives home.
The next mornin' my uncle's just passed out.
He hears this knockin' at the door.
So he goes downstairs, pulls the door open.. "What?"
It's the state trooper that pulled him over.
Statie says, "Fuck you mean, 'What?'
You know what. I pulled you over last night is what, and you took off."
He's like, "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. Let me get in your garage."
My uncle's like, "What?" He said, "You heard me. Let me get in your garage."
He was like, "All right. Fine." Takes him out to the garage, opens the door.
And there's.. The statie's police cruiser is in my uncle's garage.
He was so fuckin'..
He was so fuckin' hammered he drove the wrong car home.
The best part about it is, the fuckin' state trooper...
was so embarrassed he didn't do anything.
He'd been drivin' around all night in my uncle's Chevelle, lookin' for the house.
All right, Chuck, what the fuck is the point of your story?
He got away. That's the point.
- Well, question.. - Come on. Stop.
- I'm tryin' to clarify somethin'. - You're embarrassing him.
- It doesn't make any sense. - It does make sense,
if you listen to the story and quit askin' questions.
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 Paddie.
They wake up on the morning of their 50th anniversary.
Mary looks over and gazes adoringly at Paddie.
She's like, "Oh, Jesus, Paddie.
You're such a good-looking feller. I love ya.
I want to give ya a little present.
Anything your little heart desires, I'm goin' to give it to ya.
What would ya like?
Paddie's like, "Oh, gee, Mary. That's a very sweet offer.
Now, in 50 years, there's one thing that's been missing,
and, uh, I would like you to give me a blow job.
I would like for it." Mary's like, "All right."
She takes her teeth out, puts 'em in the glass. She gives him a blow job.
Afterwards, Paddie's like, "Yeah, geez, now that's what I've been missin'.
That was the most beautiful, earth-shattering thing ever!
Beautiful, Mary! I love ya!
Is there anything that I can do for you?"
Mary looks up to him and she goes, "Give us a kiss."
Oh, my God!
- That's filthy. - It's not that filthy. I've heard filthy.
- Get off of me! - All right. See you guys later.
All right. Take it easy, Bill.
So, Skylar, thanks for comin' by.
Changed my opinion of Harvard people.
You don't want to rush to judgment on that one, 'cause they're not all like me.
Oh. I'm sure. It was nice to meet ya.
Take it easy. Slowly back away.
- Oh, come on. Brother. - I don't know what you're doin', dude.
- You're givin' us a ride. - What the fuck do I look like to you?
- Come on, Chuck. - You're walkin', bitch. Will's takin' the car.
All right, thanks, sucker. I appreciate it.
I don't know what you're gettin' all serious about.
- You're droppin' me off first. - It's really out of the way.
Just 'cause you don't have to sleep in your one-room palace tonight...
don't start thinkin' you're 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 he's gettin' dropped like a bad habit.
But I wanted to meet your brothers.
We're gonna do that another time.
All right.
Need them keys.
The stewardess hears this and goes haulin' ass down the aisle.
I yell, "Don't forget the coffee."
No shit! You didn't say that.
For Christ's sake, Marty, it's a joke.
- I know someone that actually happened to, Marty. - A joke.
- Gerry. - Hi.
- Have trouble findin' the place? - No, I took a cab.
Timmy, this is Gerry. We went to college together.
How you doin'? Nice to meet ya.
- Pleased to meet you. - Can I get you a beer?
Um, no, just a Perrier.
That's French for club soda.
- Club soda. - Couple of sandwiches too.
- Sure. - Put it on my tab.
You ever plannin' on payin' your tab?
Yeah, chief, got the winning lottery ticket right here.
- What's the jackpot? - Twelve million.
- I don't think that'll cover it. - It'll 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 haven't gotten into that yet. We're still bangin' away at the past.
Maybe you should. My phone's been ringing off the hook with job offers.
- What kind? - Cutting edge mathematics, think tanks.
The kind of place where a mind like Will's is given free rein.
That's great that there are offers, but I don't really think he's ready for that.
I'm not sure you understand, Sean.
- What don't I understand? - Here you go, guys.
- Thanks, Tim. - Yeah, thank you.
Just so you don't get sticky fingers.
Tim, can you help us?
We're tryin' to settle a bet.
- Ever heard of Jonas Salk? - Sure. Cured polio.
Ever heard of Albert Einstein?
How about Gerald Lambeau? Ever heard of him?
Thank you, Tim.
- So who won the bet? - I did.
This isn't about me, Sean.
I'm nothing compared to this young man.
You ever hear of Gerald Lambeau?
In 1905 there were hundreds of professors renown 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 isn't, Sean.
This boy has that gift.
He just doesn't 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.
Haven't heard of him.
- Hey, Timmy!
- Who's Ted Kaczynski? - Unabomber.
That's exactly what I'm talking about.
We gotta give this kid direction.
He can contribute to the world, and we can help him do that.
Direction's one thing. Manipulation's another.
We have to let him find..
I'm not sitting at home every night twisting my mustache and hatching a plan...
to ruin this boy's life!
I was doing advanced mathematics when I was 18,
and it still took me over 20 years to do something worthy of a Field's medal.
Maybe he doesn't want what you want.
There's more to life than a fuckin' Field's medal.
This is too important, Sean, and it's above personal rivalry.
Wait a minute. Let's talk about the boy.
Why don't we give him time to figure out what he wants?
That's a wonderful theory, Sean. It worked wonders for you, didn't it?
Yeah, it did, you arrogant fuckin' prick!
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm 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 boy's in a meeting right now I set up for him over at McNeil.
Well, Will, I'm not exactly sure what you mean.
We've 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 blessin'.
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?
Easy.. now, I didn't say that.
Allegedly, your situation, for you,
would be concurrently improved if I had...
$200 in my back pocket right now.
I don't think I can.. Larry?
- I've got $73. - Will you take a check?
Let me tell you somethin'. 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, 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.
- How's it goin'? - Fine.
Good.
Want some help?
Come on. Give me one little peek, and we'll go to the batting cages.
It is actually important that I learn this.
- It's really important... to me, okay? - All right.
- Why don't we just hang out here all day? - Yes, why don't we?
All right, Mr. Nosey Parker.
Seeing as you're intent on breaking my balls,
- let me ask you a question. - All right.
Do you have a photographic memory?
I don't 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, 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 necessity, especially for someone like you.
Someone like me?
Someone who divides their time, fairly evenly, between batting cages and bars.
I would hardly say it was a necessity.
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 don't understand.
I don't understand how your mind works.
- Did you play the piano? - I want to talk about this.
No, I'm 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 "Chopsticks." - 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, 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. - 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.
That's the best I can explain it.
Come here. I have to tell you something.
Well..
- It's not fair. - What's not fair? What?
I've been here for four years,
and I've only just found you.
Well, you found me.
Are you awake?
Yes, you are.
What?
I want you to come to California with me.
You sure about that?
Yeah, but how do you know?
I don't know. I just know.
Yeah, but how do you know?
I know because I feel it.
- Because that's a really serious thing you're saying. - I know.
You could be in California next week...
and you might find out something about me you don't like.
Maybe you wish you hadn't said that,
but you know it's such a serious thing you can't take it back.
Now I'm stuck in California with someone that doesn't really want to be with me,
- just wish they had a take-back. - A what? What's a take-back?
I don't want a take-back. I just want you to come to California with me.
Well, I can't go to California with you, so..
Why not?
Well, one, because I got a job here.
And, two, because I live here.
Look, um, if you don't love me, you should just tell me.
I'm not sayin' I don't love you.
Then why? Why won't you come? What are you so scared of?
What am I so scared of?
Well, what aren't you scared of?
You live in this safe little world where no one challenges you..
Don't tell me about my world. Don't tell me about my world.
You just want to have your little fling with the guy from the other side of town.
Then you're gonna go off to Stanford. You're 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 slummin', 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 don't 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 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.
I'm afraid? What am I afraid of? What the fuck am I afraid of?
You're afraid of me. You're afraid that I won't love you back.
You know what? I'm afraid too.
But fuck it, I want to give it a shot. At least I'm honest with you.
- I'm not honest with you? - No, what about your 12 brothers?
All right.
No, you're not going. You're not leaving.
What do you want to know? That I don't have 12 brothers? That I'm a fuckin' orphan?
- You don't want to hear that. - I didn't know that.
You don't want to hear I got fuckin' cigarettes put out on me when I was little.
- I didn't know that. - That this isn't fuckin' surgery.
The motherfucker stabbed me. You don't want to hear that shit, Skylar!
- I do want to hear that. - Don't tell me you want that shit!
- I want to help you. - Help me? What the fuck?
What do I got, a fuckin' sign on my back that says, "Save me"?
Do I look like I need that?
- No, I just want to be with you.. - Don't bullshit me!
- I love you. - Don't bullshit me! Don't you fuckin' bullshit me!
I love you.
I want to 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.
I don't love you.
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.
Hello, Will.
Tom, can you get us some coffee?
Sure.
Now, let's see.
Good. This is correct.
I see you used Maclaurin here.
Yeah, I don't know what you call it, but..
This can't be right.
This would be very embarrassing.
- Did you ever consider.. - I'm pretty sure it's right.
Hey, look, can we do this at Sean's office from now on?
Because I got to knock off work to come here and the commute is killin' me.
- Yeah, sure. Did you think of the possibility.. - That's right.
It's right. Just take it home with you.
What happened at the McNeil meeting?
I couldn't 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 don't show up, it reflects poorly on me.
- Then don't set up any more meetings. - I won't.
I'll cancel 'em.
I'll give you a job myself. I just wanted you to see what was out there.
Maybe I don't want to spend the rest of my fuckin' life explainin' 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 fuckin' idea how easy this is? This is a fuckin' joke.
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.
Then you'd have more time to sit around and get drunk instead, wouldn't you?
You're right. This is probably a total waste of my time.
You're right, Will.
I can't do this proof, but you can.
And when it comes to that, it's only about just a handful of people in the world...
who can tell the difference between you and me.
- But I'm one of them. - Sorry.
Yeah, so am I.
Most days I wish I never met you,
because then I could sleep at night.
I didn't have to walk around with the knowledge that there was someone like you out there.
I didn't have to watch you throw it all away.
Bill, hold it. Did you hear that?
Morgan!
If you're watchin' pornos in my mom's room again, I'm gonna give you a fuckin' beatin'!
What's up, fellas?
Morgan, why don't you jerk off in your own fuckin' house. That's fuckin' filthy.
I don't have a V.C.R. in my house.
Come on. Not in my glove.
I didn't use the glove.
That's my Little League glove.
What do you want me to do?
I mean, what's wrong with you?
You'll hump a baseball glove?
I just used it for cleanup.
Stop jerkin' off in my mother's room.
- Is there another V.C.R. in the house? - It's just sad, bro.
So why do you think I should work for the National Security Agency?
Well, you'd be working on the cutting edge.
You'd be exposed to the kind of technology you wouldn't see anywhere else,
because we've classified it.
Superstring theory, chaos math, advanced algorithms.
Code breaking.
That's one aspect of what we do.
Oh, come on. That is what you do.
You guys handle 80% of the intelligence workload.
You're seven times the size of the C.I.A.
We don't like to brag about that, Will, but you're exactly right.
So the way I see it, the question isn't:
"Why should you work for the N.S.A.?"
The question is: "Why shouldn't you?"
Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.?
That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot.
Say I'm workin' 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.
I'm 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 Middle East.
Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels are hidin'.
Fifteen hundred people that I never met, never had no problem with, get killed.
Now the politicians are saying, "Send in the Marines to secure the area,"
'cause 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 'cause they were in the National Guard.
It'll be some kid from Southie over there takin' 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...
'cause he'll 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 benefit for them, but it ain't helpin' my buddy at 2.50 a gallon.
They're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil, of course.
Maybe they even took the liberty to hire an alcoholic skipper,
who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs.
It ain't too long till 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 walkin' to the fuckin' job interviews...
which sucks because the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids.
Meanwhile, he's starvin', 'cause 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 can be elected president.
- You feel like you're alone? - What?
Do you have a soul mate?
Do I have a.. Define that.
Somebody who challenges you.
- Uh, Chuckie. - No, 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.
- I got.. - Who?
- I got plenty. - Well, name 'em.
Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, O'Connor, Kant, Pope, Locke..
That's great. They're all dead.
- Not to me they're not. - You don't have a lot of dialogue with them.
You can't give back to them, Will.
- Not without some serious smelling salts and a heater. - That's what I'm saying.
You'll never have that kind of 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.
- You gonna take the professor's side on this? - Don't give me a line of shit.
I didn't want the job.
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?
There are guys who work their entire life layin' brick...
so their kids have a chance at the opportunities you have here.
I didn't ask for this.
You were born with it, so don't cop out behind: "I didn't ask for this."
- What do you mean, cop out? What's wrong with layin' brick? - Nothing.
There's nothin' wrong. That's somebody's home I'm buildin'.
Right. My dad laid brick, okay?
Busted his ass so I could have an education.
Exactly. That's an honorable profession.
What's wrong with fixin' somebody's car?
Someone will get to work the next day because of me. That's honor in that.
Yeah, there is, Will. There is honor in that.
There's honor in takin' 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. That's real work. - That's 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?
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?
'Cause I don't 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 you're gonna jerk off, why don't you just do it at home with a moist towel?
- You're chuckin' me? - Yeah, get the fuck outta here.
- No, no, no, time's not up yet. - Yeah, it is.
- I'm not leavin'. No. - You're not gonna answer, you're wastin' my time.
I thought we were friends.
- Playtime's over, okay? - Why are you kickin' me out?
You're lecturin' me on life? Look at you, you fuckin' burnout.
- What winds your clock? - Workin' with you.
Where's your soul mate? You wanna talk about soul mates? Where is she?
- Dead. - That's right. She's fuckin' dead.
She fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 can't give me a straight answer,
because you don't know.
I'll see ya, Bo-peep.
- Fuck you. - You're the shepherd.
Shepherd.
White little prick.
I just wanted to, you know..
call you up, uh, before you left..
I've been takin' all these jobs interviews and stuff,
so I'm not gonna be just a construction worker.
Well, you know, I never really cared about that.
I love you.
Will?
You take care.
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Will, come on. Will!
Will, that's it! We're done!
I'm sitting in your office and the boy isn't here.
Well, it's ten past 5:00.
An hour and ten minutes late.
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Well, if he doesn't show up and I file a report saying he wasn't here...
and he goes back to jail, he won't be on my conscience.
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Okay. Fine.
What's up?
Thanks.
Ah! God, that's good.
So how's your lady?
Ah, she's gone.
Gone? Gone where?
Med school. Medical school in California.
Really?
- 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 I'm 21.
They gonna hook ya up with a job or what?
Yeah, fuckin' sit in a room and do long division for the next 50 years.
Nah, probably make some nice bank though.
I'm gonna be a fuckin' lab rat.
Better than this shit. Way outta here.
What do I want a way outta here for?
I mean, I'm gonna fuckin' live here the rest of my life.
You know, be neighbors. You know, have little kids.
Fuckin' take 'em to Little League together up Foley Field.
Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way.
But in 20 years if you're still livin' here,
comin' over to my house to watch the Patriots games,
still workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill ya.
That's not a threat. That's a fact. I'll fuckin' kill ya.
What the fuck are you talkin' about?
- Look, you got something none of us have. - Oh, come on!
Why is it always this? I fuckin' owe it to myself to do this or that.
- What if I don't want to? - No, no, no. Fuck you. You don't owe it to yourself.
You owe it to me,
'cause tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be 50,
and I'll still be doin' this shit.
That's all right. That's fine.
I mean, you're sittin' on a winnin' lottery ticket.
You're too much of a pussy to cash it in, and that's bullshit.
'Cause I'd do fuckin' anything to have what you got.
So would any of these fuckin' guys.
Be an insult to us if you're still here in 20 years.
Hangin' around here is a fuckin' waste of your time.
- You don't know that. - I don't?
- No. You don't know that. - 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.
We go out and have a few drinks and few laughs, and it's great.
You know what the best part of my day is?
It's for about ten seconds: from when I pull up to the curb and when I get to your door.
'Cause I think maybe I'll get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there.
No "good-bye," no "see ya later." No nothing. You just left.
I don't know much, but I know that.
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 I'm doing with the boy.
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. - Undermine?
This boy is at a fragile point right now.
I do understand. He is at a fragile point. He's got problems.
What problems does he have? That he's 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 fuckin' clue why?
He can handle the problems. He can handle the work. He obviously handled you.
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 the most.
Don't 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.
- That's called loyalty. - Yeah, that's very touching.
Who's he handling? He pushes people away before they have a chance to leave him.
It's a defense mechanism, all right?
For 20 years, he's been alone because of that.
If you push him right now, it's gonna be the same thing all over again.
I'm not gonna let that happen to him.
- Don't you do that. - What?
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 successful, for being what you could have been..
- I'm not angry at you. - Oh, yes, you're angry at me.
You resent me, but I'm not gonna apologize for 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?
You arrogant shit!
That's why I don't come to the goddamn reunions, 'cause I can't stand that look in your eye.
- That condescending, embarrassed look. - Oh, come on, Sean.
You think I'm a failure. I know who I am.
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 some sort of pity case.
You and your kiss-ass chorus following you around going, "The Field's medal!"
Why are you still so fuckin' afraid of failure?
It's about my medal, isn't it? Oh, God, I could go home and get it for you. You can have it.
Shove the medal up your fuckin' ass, all right?
'Cause 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.
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.
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 tryin' to fuck up me right now.
I won't see you make him feel like a failure too!
- He won't 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.
He's 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.
- What is that?
This is your file. I have to send it back to the judge for evaluation.
Oh. Hey, you're not gonna fail me, are you?
What's it say?
- Wanna read it? - Why?
Have you had any, uh, experience with that?
Twenty years of counseling. Yeah, I've seen some pretty awful shit.
I mean, have you had any experience with that?
Personally?
Yeah, I have.
It sure ain't good.
My father was an alcoholic.
Mean fuckin' drunk.
He'd come home hammered, lookin' to whale on somebody.
So I'd provoke him so he wouldn't go after my mother and little brother.
Interesting nights when he wore his rings.
He used to just put a wrench,
a stick and a belt on the table.
- Just say, "Choose." - Well, I gotta go with the belt there.
I used to go with the wrench.
Why the wrench?
'Cause fuck him, that's why.
Your foster father?
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 didn't know you had. - Yeah, I did.
You wanna talk about it?
Hey, Will, I don't know a lot.
You see this? All this shit?
It's not your fault.
I know that.
Look at me, son.
- It's not your fault. - I know.
No. It's not your fault.
I know.
No, no, you don't. It's not your fault.
I know.
- It's not your fault. - All right.
It's not your fault.
- It's not your fault. - Don't fuck with me.
It's not your fault.
Don't fuck with me, all right? Don't fuck with me, Sean, not you.
It's not your fault.
My God..
My God! I'm so sorry! My God!
Fuck them, okay?
- Can I help you? - Yeah, I'm Will Hunting. I'm here about a position.
Could you just have a seat for a moment?
Yes, there's a Mr. Hunting in the lobby.
Which one did you take?
I was over at McNeil. It's one of the jobs the professor set me up with.
I haven't told him yet, but I went down there and talked to my boss..
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.
Time's up.
So that's.. So that's it? So we're done?
Yeah, that's it.
You're done. You're a free man.
Well, um, I just want you to know, Sean, that..
You're welcome, Will.
So, you know, I hope we keep in touch, you know.
Yeah, me too.
I'll be travelin' around a bit. It'll be a little hard, but..
I've got an answering machine at the college I'll be checking in with.
So, here's the number.
You call that. I'll get back to you right away.
Yeah, you know, I figured I'm just gonna...
put my money back on the table and see what kind of cards I get.
You do what's in your heart, son. You'll be fine.
Thank you, Sean.
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.
Two beers.
What's up? Did you guys go?
No. I had to talk him down.
- Why didn't you yoke him? - Little Morgan's got a lot of scrap to him.
People try to whip his ass every week.
- Fuckin' kid won't back down. - What are you sayin' about me?
- Was I talkin' to you? None of your fuckin' business.
- Go get me a beer. - I ordered two beers!
- Hey, asshole. - What, bitch?
- Happy birthday. - Thought we forgot, huh, bitch?
- Come on! - I'm goin'. I'm goin'.
All right. Who's first?
- Come on, motherfucker! - Who's first?
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- Come on, bro. - What?
Well, we knew you had to get back and forth to Cambridge for your new job.
I knew I wasn't gonna fuckin' drive you every day, so..
- Morgan wanted to get you a "T" pass. - That's not what I was sayin'!
But, uh, you're 21 now.
You're legally allowed to drink, so we figured the best thing for ya was a car.
- How do you like it? - This is like..
It's the ugliest fuckin' car I've ever seen in my life.
- Come on, brother. - How'd you guys do this?
You know, me and Bill scraped together the parts,
and Morgan was out panhandlin' for change every day.
I had the router to do all the bodywork.
Yeah, I have a fuckin' job, too, brother.
Guy's 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 Morgan?
- Yeah, had one. Now I'm fucked again. - So what is it?
- A lawn mower? What do ya got? - It's a straight fuckin' six.
Me and Bill rebuilt this engine ourselves here.
It's a good car. The engine's good. Engine's good.
- Happy 21, Will. - Happy 21, brother.
Hi.
Come on in.
Sean, I, um..
Me too, Gerry.
Yeah. Good.
I heard you're takin' some time.
Yeah. Travel a little bit, maybe write.
So where are you going?
India and China and Baltimore.
You know when you'll be back?
Oh. I got this flyer the other day.
It says, uh, class of '72 is having a reunion in six months.
Yeah, I got one of those too.
Why don't you come? I'll buy ya a drink.
The drinks at those things are free.
I know, Gerry. I was being ironical.
How about a drink right now?
Yeah. It's a good idea.
Come on. This one's on me.
I got the winner right here, pal.
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?
Yes, just about as big chance as you being hit by lightning here on the staircase right now.
It's a possibility too. I mean, 32 million. If you look at the size..
Will!
Will?
He's not there.
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Sean, if the professor calls about that job,
just tell him sorry, I had to go see about a girl.
Will.
Son of a bitch. He stole my line.
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