Sean's Office
WILL
< You know, I was on this plane once. And I'm sitting
there and uh...the captain gets on, he does his whole,
you know, we'll be cruisin' at 35,000 feet. But then he
puts the mic down n forgets to turn it off.
SEAN
mm-hmm.
WILL
And so he turns to the co-pilot n he's like, "you know,
all I could use right now is a fuckin' blow job and a cup
of coffee." So the stewardess fuckin' goes bombin' up
from the back of the plane to tell him that the
microphone's still on. N this guy in the back of the plane
is like, "Hey, hon, don't forget the coffee!" >
SEAN
You ever been on a plane?
WILL
No, but it's a fuckin' joke. It works better if I tell it in
the first person.
SEAN
Yeah, it does.
WILL
I have been laid, you know.
SEAN
Really? Good for you.
WILL
Big time.
SEAN
Big time, huh?
WILL
<<< I went on a date last week.
SEAN
How'd it go?
WILL
It was good.
SEAN
Goin' out again?
WILL
I dunno.
SEAN
Why not?
WILL
Haven't called her.
SEAN
Christ, you're an amateur.
WILL
I know what I'm doin'.
SEAN
Yeah.
WILL
< Yeah. Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doin'.
Yeah, but this girl is like, you know, beautiful. She's
smart. She's funny. She's different from most of the
girls I've been with.
SEAN
So, call her up, Romeo.
WILL
Why? So I can realize she's not that smart, that she's
fuckin' boring? Y'know--I mean...this girl is like
fuckin' perfect right now, I don't wanna r--ruin that.
SEAN
Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't
wanna ruin that. I think that's 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 what? She used to
fart in her sleep. Sorry I shared that with you. One
night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up
and gone like "oh was that you?" 'd say yeah...I didn't
have the heart to tell her...Oh God...
WILL
She woke herself up?
SEAN
Ye e e e sss....> Oh Christ....aahhh, but, Will, she's been
dead two years and that's the shit I remember.
Wonderful stuff, you know, little things like that. Ah,
but, those are the things I miss the most. The little
idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. That's what made
her my wife. Oh and she had the goods on me, too, she
knew all my little peccadillos. < People call these things
imperfections, but they're not, aw that's the good stuff. >
And then we get to choose who we let in to our weird
little worlds. < You're not perfect, sport. And let me
save you the suspense. This girl you met, she isn't
perfect either. But the question is: whether or not you're
perfect for each other. > That's the whole deal. That's
what intimacy is all about.
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Good Will Hunting
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