Good Will Hunting (1997)Movie Script

WILL:

Some, a little.

SKYLAR:

Just for fun?

WILL:

I guess so.

SKYLAR:

Nobody does organic chemistry for "fun." It's unnecessary. Especially for someone like you.

没有人做有机化学是为了“好玩”。这是不必要的。尤其是像你这样的人。

WILL:

Like me?

SKYLAR:

Yeah. Someone like you who divides his time, fairly evenly, between the batting cages and bars.

是 啊。像你这样的人，他把时间平均分配在击球架和击球杆之间。

Will laughs.

SKYLAR:

How did you do that? I can't... I mean even the smartest people I know, and we do have a few at Harvard, have to study- a lot. It's hard.

(beat) Listen, Will, if you don't want to tell me--

WILL:

Do you play the piano?

SKYLAR:

Come one Will. I just want to know.

WILL:

I'm trying to explain it to you. So you play the piano. When you look at the keys, you see music, you see Mozart.

我想向你解释一下。所以你弹钢琴。当你看琴键的时候，你会看到音乐，看到莫扎特。

SKYLAR:

I see "Hot Cross Buns," but okay.

我看到了《热十字包》，但还好。

WILL:

Well all right, Beethoven. He looked at a piano and saw music. The f***in' guy was deaf when he composed the Ode to Joy. They had to turn him around to take a bow because he couldn't hear the crowd going crazy behind him. Stone deaf. He saw all of that music in his head.

SKYLAR:

So, do you play the piano?

WILL:

Not a lick. I look at a piano and I see black and white keys, three pedals and a box of wood. Beethoven, Mozart, they looked at it and it just made sense to them. They saw a piano and they could play. I couldn't paint you a picture, I probably can't hit the ball out of Fenway Park and I can't play the piano--

SKYLAR:

But you can do my O-chem lab in under an hour, you can--

WILL:

When it came to stuff like that I could always just play.

Skylar is awestruck with admiration for Will, the Robot-pimp.

So much so that Skylar has to kiss him, then push him away.

SKYLAR:

I can't believe it's taken me four years to meet you and I'm going to California in two months, Will.

(beat) Have you ever been to California? I bet you'd like it.

Will freezes. A beat.

SKYLAR:

Maybe not.

CUT TO:

INT. CHUCKIE'S APARTMENT -- DAY Chuckie sits on his couch, watching cartoons in his boxers and a tee-shirt, eating cereal. The doorbell rings. He sits.