August 28,2009

Good Will Hunting

印象深刻的的四段對話。

  (一)                           WILL
           Of course that's your contention.
           You're a first year grad student.
           You just finished some Marxian
           historian, Pete Garrison prob'ly, and
           so naturally that's what you believe
           until next month when you get to James
           Lemon and get convinced that Virginia
           and Pennsylvania were strongly
           entrepreneurial and capitalist back in
           1740. That'll last until sometime in
           your second year, then you'll be in
           here regurgitating Gordon Wood about
           the Pre-revolutionary utopia and the
           capital-forming effects of military
           mobilization.

                        CLARK
                 (taken aback)
           Well, as a matter of fact, I won't,
           because Wood drastically underestimates
           the impact of--

                        WILL
           --"Wood drastically underestimates the
           impact of social distinctions predicated
           upon wealth, especially inheriated
           wealth..." You got that from "Work in
           Essex County," Page 421, right? Do
           you have any thoughts of your own on
           the subject or were you just gonna
           plagerize the whole book for me?

Clark is stunned.

                        WILL(cont'd)
           Look, don't try to pass yourself off
           as some kind of an intellect at the
           expense of my friend just to impress
           these girls.

Clark is lost now, searching for a graceful exit, any exit.

                        WILL (cont'd)
           The sad thing is, in about 50 years
           you might start doin' some thinkin' on
           your own and by then you'll realize
           there are only two certainties in life.

                        CLARK
           Yeah? What're those?

                        WILL
           One, don't do that. Two-- you dropped
           a hundred and fifty grand on an
           education you coulda' picked up for a
           dollar fifty in late charges at the
           Public Library.

Will catches Skylar's eye.

                        CLARK
           But I will have a degree, and you'll
           be serving my kids fries at a drive
           through on our way to a skiing trip.

                        WILL
                 (smiles)
           Maybe. But at least I won't be a prick.
                 (beat)
           And if you got a problem with that, I
           guess we can step outside and deal
           with it that way.


( 二 )                      
WILL
           Henry Ward Beecher proclaimed, in his
           Proverbs From Plymouth Pulpit back in
           1887, that "Every American citizen is
           by birth, a sworn officer of the state.
           Every man is a policeman." As for the
           other officers, even William Congrave
           said; "he that first cries out 'stop
           thief' is 'oft he that has stolen the
           treasure."

                        PROSECUTOR
           Your Honor--

Will cranks it up.

                        WILL
                 (to Prosecutor)
           I am afforded the right to speak in my
           own defense by our constitution, Sir.
           The same document which guarantees my
           right to liberty. "Liberty," in case
           you've forgotten, is "the soul's right
           to breathe, and when it cannot take a
           long breath laws are girded too tight.
           Without liberty, man is a syncope."
                 (beat, to Judge)
           Ibid. Your Honor.

                        PROSECUTOR
           Man is a what?

                        WILL
           Julius Caesar proclaimed-- Though he
           be wounded--"Magna..."


(三) 
SEAN
           I was thinking about what you said to
           me the other day, about my painting.
           I stayed up half the night thinking
           about it and then something occured
           to me and I fell into a deep peaceful
           sleep and haven't thought about you
           since. You know what occurred to me?

                        WILL
           No.

                        SEAN
           You're just a boy. You don't have the
           faintest idea what you're talking about.

                        WILL
           Why thank you.

                        SEAN
           You've never been out of Boston.

                        WILL
           No.

                        SEAN
           So if I asked you about art you could
           give me the skinny on every art book
           ever written...Michelangelo?
           You know a lot about him I bet. Life's
           work, criticisms, political aspirations.
           But you couldn't tell me what it smells
           like in the Sistine Chapel. You've
           never stood there and looked up at
           that beautiful ceiling. And if I asked
           you about women I'm sure you could
           give me a syllabus of your personal
           favorites, and maybe you've been laid
           a few times too. But you couldn't
           tell me how it feels to wake up next
           to a woman and be truly happy. If I
           asked you about war you could refer me
           to a bevy of fictional and non-fictional
           material, but you've never been in
           one. You've never held your best
           friend's head in your lap and watched
           him draw his last breath, looking to
           you for help. And if I asked you about
           love I'd get a sonnet, but you've never
           looked at a woman and been truly
           vulnerable. Known that someone could
           kill you with a look. That someone
           could rescue you from grief.
           That God had put an angel on Earth
           just for you. And you wouldn't know
           how it felt to be her angel. To have
           the love be there for her forever.
           Through anything, through cancer. You
           wouldn't know about sleeping sitting
           up in a hospital room for two months
           holding her hand and not leaving because
           the doctors could see in your eyes
           that the term "visiting hours" didn't
           apply to you. And you wouldn't know
           about real loss, because that only
           occurs when you lose something you
           love more than yourself, and you've
           never dared to love anything that much.
           I look at you and I don't see an
           intelligent confident man, I don't see
           a peer, and I don't see my equal. I
           see a boy. Nobody could possibly
           understand you, right Will? Yet you
           presume to know so much about me because
           of a painting you saw. You must know
           everything about me. You're an orphan,
           right?

Will nods quietly.

                        SEAN (cont'd)
           Do you think I would presume to know
           the first thing about who you are
           because I read "Oliver Twist?" And I
           don't buy the argument that you don't
           want to be here, because I think you
           like all the attention you're getting.
           Personally, I don't care. There's
           nothing you can tell me that I can't
           read somewhere else. Unless we talk
           about your life. But you won't do
           that. Maybe you're afraid of what
           you might say.

Sean stands,

                        SEAN (cont'd)
           It's up to you.



(四) 
   SEAN
           Do you have a soul-mate?

                        WILL
           Define that.

                        SEAN
           Someone who challenges you in every
           way. Who takes you places, opens things
           up for you. A soul-mate.

                        WILL
           Yeah.

Sean waits.

                        WILL (cont'd)
           Shakespeare, Neitzche, Frost, O'Connor,
           Chaucer, Pope, Kant--

                        SEAN
           They're all dead.

                        WILL
           Not to me, they're not.

                        SEAN
           But you can't give back to them, Will.

                        WILL
           Not without a heater and some serious
           smelling salts, no...

                        SEAN
           That's what I'm saying, Will. You'll
           never have that kind of relationship
           in a world where you're afraid to take
           the first step because all you're seeing
           are the negative things that might
           happen ten miles down the road.

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