Some People Can Never Believe In Themselves,
Nail them while they're vulnerable, that's my motto.
[Sean]
I just have a little question here.
You could be a janitor anywhere.
Why
did work at the most prestigious technical college in the whole fuckin'
world?
And 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.
[Sean]
[Sean]: Do you have a soul mate?
[Will]: Define that.
[Sean]: Someone you can relate to, someone who opens things up for you.
[Will]: Sure, I got plenty.
[Sean]: Well, name them.
[Will]: Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, O'Conner...
[Sean]: Well that's great. They're all dead.
[Will]: Not to me, they're not.
[Sean]: You can't have a lot of dialogue with them.
[Will]: Not without a heater and some serious smelling salts.
[Sean]: So what do you really want to do?
[Will]: I wanna be a shepherd.
[Sean]: Really.
[Will]: I wanna move up to Nashua, get a nice little spread,
get some sheep and tend to them.
get some sheep and tend to them.
[Sean]: Maybe you should go do that.
[Will]: I didn't ask for this.
[Sean]: No, you were born with
it. So don't cop out behind 'I didn't ask for
this'.
[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...
[Will]: You ever think about gettin' remarried?
[Sean]: My wife's dead.
[Will]: Hence the word: remarried.
[Sean]: She's dead.
[Will]: Yeah; well, I think that's a super philosophy, Sean.
I mean, that way
you could actually go through the rest of your life without ever really
knowing anybody.
[Sean]: Time's up.
[Sean]: Thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting.
Stayed up half the night thinking about it.
Something occurred to me...
fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and haven't thought about you since.
Do
you know what occurred to me?
[Will]: No.
[Sean]: You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talkin'
about.
[Will]: Why thank you.
[Sean]: It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.
[Will]: Nope.
[Sean]: So if I asked you about art,
you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written.
you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written.
Michelangelo, you know a lot about him.
Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope,
sexual orientations, the whole works, right?
Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope,
sexual orientations, the whole works, right?
But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like
in the Sistine Chapel.
You've never actually stood there and looked up
at that beautiful ceiling; seen that.
If I ask you about women, you'd
probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites.
You may have
even been laid a few times.
But you can't tell me what it feels like to
wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy.
You're a tough kid.
And
I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right,
"once more unto the breach dear friends."
"once more unto the breach dear friends."
But you've never been near
one.
You've never held your best friend's head in your lap,
watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help.
watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help.
I'd ask you about love,
you'd probably quote me a sonnet.
But you've never looked at a woman and
been totally vulnerable.
Known someone that could level you with her
eyes,
feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you.
feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you.
Who could
rescue you from the depths of hell.
And you wouldn't know what it's like
to be her angel, to have that love for her,
be there forever, through anything, through cancer.
be there forever, through anything, through cancer.
And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting
up in the hospital room for two months,
holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes,
that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you.
holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes,
that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you.
You don't know about real loss,
'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself.
'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself.
And I doubt you've
ever dared to love anybody that much.
And look at you... I don't see an
intelligent, confident man...
I see a cocky, scared shitless kid.
I see a cocky, scared shitless kid.
But
you're a genius Will. No one denies that.
No one could possibly
understand the depths of you.
But you presume to know everything about
me because you saw a painting of mine,
and you ripped my fucking life apart.
You're an orphan right?
and you ripped my fucking life apart.
You're an orphan right?
*Will nods*
You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been,
how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist?
how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist?
Does that
encapsulate you?
Personally... I don't give a shit about all that,
because you know what,
I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book.
I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book.
Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then
I'm fascinated. I'm in.
But you don't want to do that, do you sport?
You're terrified of what you might say.
Your move, chief.
Your move, chief.
That's why I'm not talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar
twenty years ago
and how I always regretted not going over and talking to her.
and how I always regretted not going over and talking 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' the damn game.
That's regret.
[Sean]
[Skylar]: What is your obsession with this money?
My father died when I was 13 and
I inherited this money.
You don't think that every day I wake up and
wish I could give it back?
That I would give it back in a second if 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.
[Will]: I'm afraid? What am I afraid of? What the fuck am I afraid of?
[Skylar]: You're afraid of me! You're afraid that I won't love you back!
Fuck it, I
wanna give it a shot! At least I'm honest with you.
Sometimes I wish I had never met you.
Because then I could go to sleep
at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.
[Lambeau]
You know, I was on this plane once.
And I'm sittin' there and the
captain comes on and he does his whole, 'We'll be cruising at 35,000
feet,' then he puts the mike down but he forgets to turn it off.
Then he
turns to the copilot and goes, 'You know, all I could go for 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 the mic's still
on, and this guy behind me goes, 'Hey hon, don't forget the coffee!'
[Will]
Every day I come by your house and I pick you up. And we go out.
We have a few drinks, and a few laughs, and it's great.
We have a few drinks, and a few laughs, and it's great.
But you know what the
best part of my day is?
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.
'cause I think, maybe I'll get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there.
No goodbye. No
see you later. No nothing. You just left.
I don't know much, but I know
that.
[Chuckie]
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