A Beautiful Mind Page #7

in the first place.

I can do this.

I can work it out.

All I need is time.

Is that the baby?

The baby's at my mother's, John.

Without treatment, John,

the fantasies

may take over...

entirely.

You almost ready?

Rosen's waiting outside.

I can't go back

to that hospital.

I won't come home.

He said that

if you said that,

he has commitment

papers for me to sign.

Well, maybe you

won't sign them.

Maybe you'll just

give me some time.

I will try

to figure this out.

Whatever you do,

Rosen is right

about one thing.

You shouldn't be here.

I'm not safe anymore.

Would you have

hurt me, John?

I don't know.

Maybe you should let

Dr. Rosen drive you

to your mother's.

Rosen said to call if you try

and kill me or anything.

You want to know

what's real?

This.

This.

This.

This is real.

Maybe the part...

that knows the waking

from the dream,

maybe it isn't here.

Maybe it's here.

I need to believe...

that something

extraordinary is possible.

Come.

Hello, Martin.

Jesus Christ.

No. I-

I don't have that one.

My savior complex...

takes on a completely

different form.

I heard what happened

and well,

I- I wanted to write

and I tried you at MacArthur's...

but you'd left, and I just...

This is Helinger's old office.

Yeah.

Yeah, I stole it from him.

Seems that you won

after all, Martin.

They were wrong, John.

No one wins.

Please, please have a seat.

God, it's so good

to see you.

What brings you

back to Princeton?

John?

John, I'm sorry,

but you have to tell him.

Tell him you're a genius.

You're a genius, John!

Tell him your work is critical.

John, please!

Is there any chance

that you could ignore

what I just did?

Of course,

what are old friends for?

Is that what we are, Martin?

Friends?

John, of course.

Of course.

We always have been.

Alicia and I think that-

that fitting in,

being part of a community,

might do me some good.

That a certain level

of attachment,

familiar places,

familiar people,

might help me...

elbow out these-

these certain delusions

that I have.

It's a lot to ask,

and now that I'm here,

I'm quite certain

that you will just say no.

But I was wondering

if I could hang around.

Huh.

Will you be needing an office?

No.

No, I could just work

out of the library.

Well, this guy tries

to wander into the library,

but he doesn't have I.D.

Why can't people read

their memos, huh?

Then he goes

totally nuts.

Not real! You're not real.

There's no mission.

Oh, sh*t. Sh*t.

Not real!

You are not real!

Is this what you are, soldier?

Some useless ghoul?

The local madman?

I'm not a soldier.

You're gonna end up

in a cell!

Old, worthless,

discarded.

There's no mission.

And while you rock

and drool,

the world will

burn to ashes!

You are not real!

You are not real!

You're still talking

to me, soldier.

There's no mission!

I'm not a soldier!

John? John?

John, John, John, John.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

John, John!

It's okay.

I just heard what happened,

I'm sorry. John-

I'm not a soldier.

John. Hey, Nash.

Nash, hey.

Hey, you're all right.

Nash, Nash,

hey, hey, hey.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the great John Nash!

John?

You should've seen their faces.

Everybody was

just staring at me.

John...

you know that stress

triggers the delusions.

I know.

But then,

on the way home,

Charles was there.

Sometimes, I really miss

talking to him.

Maybe Rosen's right.

Maybe I have to think

about going back into

the hospital again.

No.

Come here.

Maybe try again tomorrow.

John, now, you can't

ignore me forever.

Charles, you've been

a very good friend to me.

The best.

But I won't talk to you again.

I just can't.

Same goes for you, baby girl.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

I was wondering if I might

audit your course.

It's- It's an honor,

Professor Nash.

Is something wrong?

This will be

my first class.

Good morning,

eager young minds.

It's never

gonna work, John.

You're just

humiliating yourself.

It's pathetic!

You are being

pathetic.

I'm ashamed of you.

Oh, man!

Are you coming?

You're gonna be late.

Dad, you've got my books.

What?

You've got my books.

Oh, right.

Thanks.

Good-bye.

Bye.

See you tonight.

Bye, honey.

Did you just solve Reimann?

Well, what

do you think?

Huh.

That's an analog

to Frobenius...

for noncommutative

extensions.

Yes, it is.

But it only appears

to work sporadically, so, no.

But...

I believe I'm

making progress.

You're-

You're John Nash, right?

Toby Kelly.

Hello.

I've been studying

your equilibrium.

The one you wrote

here, at Princeton.

To come up with something

totally original, the way you did.

You know, I was young.

Umm...

I've been developing

a theory.

I believe I can prove...

that Galois extensions

are covering spaces.

That everything,

everything is connected.

That it's all part

of the same subject.

When was the last time

you ate?

Excuse me?

You know, food.

Oh, uh-

My wife,

she loves mayonnaise.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Go on.

The function...

is in the two categories.

Um-hmm.

Alicia!

Alicia!

...coming together

at maximum speed of...

Let us say

So you have a fly

on the tire of bicycle B,

and the fly, who can travel

at20milesan hour,

leaves the tire

of bicycle B and it flies...

to the tire of bicycle A

and backwards and forwards...

and so on and so forth

until the two bikes collide...

and the poor little fly

is squashed.

- This is the important thing...

about actually focusing in

and comprehending...

the area that you're

dealing with.

Mathematics is very specific,

and it is an art form,

no matter what these

people around here

will tell you,

especially the people

from biology.

Don't listen to any

of those people.

Let me go back

to what you were doing before.

I might want to steal this,

write a book and get famous.

I was thinking

that I might teach.

A classroom

with 50 students...

can be daunting

for anyone.

John, besides,

you're a terrible

teacher.

I'm an acquired

taste, Martin.

I was hoping there still

might be something

I could contribute.

What about the-

Well, you know.

Are they gone?

No, they're not gone.

And maybe they

never will be.

But I've gotten used

to ignoring them...

and I think as a result

they've kind of given up on me.

You think that's

what it's like...

with all our dreams

and our nightmares, Martin?

You've got to keep

feeding them for them

to stay alive?

John, they-

haunt you, though.

They're my past, Martin.

Everybody's haunted by their past.

Well, good-bye.

John, I'll talk

to the department.

Maybe

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