Good Will Hunting Page #19

SEAN:

No, he just sat there and counted

the seconds until the session was

over. It was pretty impressive,

actually.

LAMBEAU:

Why would he do that?

SEAN:

To show me he doesn't have to talk

to me if he doesn't want to.

LAMBEAU:

Oh, what is this? Some kind of staring

contest between two kids from the

"old neighborhood?"

SEAN:

I won't talk first.

EXT. WILL'S APARTMENT -- EVENING

Chuckie drops Will off at his apartment, watches him [Will]

walk up the steps.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. WILL'S APARTMENT -- MORNING

Chuckie pulls up to the curb and walks up the steps to Will's

front door. After a beat, Will emerges. They get back in

[the car].

CUT TO:

EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE -- DAY

Will and Chuckie at work. Chuckie shows Will how to be a

man.

INT. L STREET BAR & GRILLE, SOUTH BOSTON -- NIGHT

The bar is a bit more crowded than usual. Will and Chuckie

walk back to their table, carrying beers. They pass a table

of GIRLS, local regulars getting just as bombed as the guys.

These girls are a little overdone. Too much make-up, too

much hairspray, and too much body for such tight outfits.

One of the girls, KRYSTYN, smiles at Will who seems subdued.

KRYSTYN:

Hi, Will.

WILL:

How you doin', Krystyn.

They pass the table of girls. Chuckie looks at one, ruefully.

CHUCKIE:

I didn't get on Cathy last night.

WILL:

Why not?

CHUCKIE:

I don't know.

Chuckie turns back to one of the girls, calling out:

CHUCKIE:

Cathy! Why didn't you give me none

of your twat last night?

A girl at the table, CATHY, holds up her PINKY FINGER and

smiles -- revealing a mouthful of MISSING TEETH.

CATHY:

F*** you and your Irish curse,

Chuckie!

CHUCKIE:

She's missin' teeth, Will.

Will nods, not really into it tonight.

CHUCKIE:

Plus, it's like, five to two Morgan

ends up marryin' her. There's only

so many times you can bang your

friend's future wife...

They get to the table. Will's heart just isn't in it.

WILL:

I'm takin' off.

ALL:

We're goin' late night.

WILL:

I'm tired.

CUT TO:

INT. LAMBEAU'S OFFICE -- DAY

Will and Lambeau work together at the board. They communicate

non-verbally as they collaborate on a problem. After a

particularly amusing series of numbers, they share a look

and laugh.

CUT TO:

INT. SEAN'S OFFICE -- DAY

Will and Sean sit in silence. A long moment passes. Sean

casually reclines in his chair, disinterested. Will restlessly

looks around the room and then back to Sean. An odd half

smile crosses Sean's face. After a moment:

WILL:

You know, I was on this plane once.

And I'm sittin' there and the captain

comes on and is like "we'll be

cruising at 35,000 feet," and does

his thing, then he puts the mike

down but forgets to turn it off.

Then he says "man, all I want right

now is a blow-job and a cup of

coffee." So the stewardess goes

runnin' up towards the cock-pit to

tell him the mike's still on, and

this guy in the back of the plane

goes "don't forget the coffee!"

SEAN:

(smiles)

You've never been on a plane.

WILL:

I know, but the joke's better if I

tell it in the first person.

A beat.

WILL:

I have been laid you know.

Sean smiles.

SEAN:

Yeah? You got a lady now?

WILL:

Yeah, I went on a date last week.

SEAN:

How'd it go?

WILL:

Fine.

SEAN:

Well, are you going out again?

WILL:

I don't know.

SEAN:

Why not?

WILL:

Haven't called her.

SEAN:

Jesus Christ, you are an amateur.

WILL:

I know what I'm doing. She's different

from the other girls I met. We have

a really good time. She's smart,

beautiful, fun...

SEAN:

So Christ, call her up.

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