Good Will Hunting Page #15

SEAN:

And he mailed it to Hardy--

LAMBEAU:

That's right, Sean. He mailed it to

a professor at Cambridge who

immediately recognized the brilliance

in his work and brought Ramanujan to

England.

SEAN:

Where he contracted pneumonia and

died at a young age--

LAMBEAU:

They worked together for the remainder

of their lives, producing some of

the most exciting math theory ever

done. Ramanujan's genius was

unparalleled, Sean. This boy is like

that. But he's very defensive and I

need someone who can get through to

him.

SEAN:

Why me?

LAMBEAU:

I need someone with your kind of

background.

SEAN:

My kind of background?

LAMBEAU:

You're from the same neighborhood.

South Boston.

SEAN:

He's from Southie? How many people

did you try before you came to me?

LAMBEAU:

(looks squarely at

Sean)

Five.

Sean gives a slight, knowing smile.

SEAN:

Who? Barry, Henry, Rick...

Lambeau nods.

SEAN:

Not Rick? You didn't send him to

Rick?

LAMBEAU:

Just meet with the boy once a week.

SEAN:

Can we do it at my office?

LAMBEAU:

That would be fine.

The waiter comes with the CHECK. Each man reaches for it.

LAMBEAU:

Sean, please.

SEAN:

I got it.

LAMBEAU:

It's on the college.

Sean relents.

CUT TO:

EXT. BUNKER HILL CAMPUS -- MORNING

Establishing shot of the red-brick campus. Planes land at

nearby Logan airport. Will walks up the steps.

CUT TO:

INT. SEAN'S OFFICE -- DAY

Sean's office is comfortable. Books are stacked against the

wall. There is a PAINTING on the wall behind Sean. Sean is

seated behind a desk. Lambeau sits in a chair in the back of

the room, next to Tom. A long beat passes, they wait.

LAMBEAU:

Any vulnerability he senses, he'll

exploit.

SEAN:

I'll be okay.

LAMBEAU:

It's a poker game with this young

man. Don't let him see what you've

got.

Sean nods. Will walks in. Everyone stands to greet Will.

LAMBEAU:

Hello, Will. Any trouble finding the

place?

WILL:

No.

LAMBEAU:

Will, this is Sean Maguire. Sean,

Will Hunting.

Sean and Will nod. An awkward moment as the four men stand.

LAMBEAU:

Well, let's get started.

WILL:

Yeah, let's let the healing begin.

Lambeau is slightly embarrassed. Sean smiles at Will's joke.

SEAN:

Would you excuse us?

LAMBEAU:

Tom.

SEAN:

You too, Gerry.

Lambeau looks at Sean, surprised. Sean's stare is unwavering.

After an awkward moment, Lambeau goes, leaving Sean and Will

alone. Will doesn't look at Sean for more than a second. He

seems more interested in the room. There is a long silence

as Sean watches Will.

SEAN:

Hello, Will. I'm Sean Maguire.

A smile crosses Will's face as he walks to his chair and

sits.

He lights a cigarette. Sean continues to watch him. Finally-

SEAN:

Where are you from in Southie?

WILL:

Did you buy all these books retail,

or do you send away for like a "shrink

kit" that comes with all these volumes

included?

SEAN:

Have you read all these books, Will?

WILL:

Probably not.

SEAN:

(indicating a shelf)

How about the ones on that shelf?

Will's eyes flicker up to the shelf for an instant.

WILL:

Yeah, I read those.

SEAN:

What did you think?

WILL:

I'm not here for a f***in' book

report. They're your books, why

don't you read 'em?

SEAN:

I did.

WILL:

That must have taken you a long time.

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