Chuckie, what the fuck happened?
Good Will Hunting (1997)
WILL
A screenplay character in Good Will Hunting (1997).
- lines
- 380
- words
- 4,225
- scenes
- 58
- dialogue
- 29%
- avg words / line
- 11
- shortest / longest
- 1 / 381
source review flagged 5 dialogue lines
Sample dialogue
Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. (rapid fire) Now the politicians are sayin' "send in the Marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute, little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink seven and sevens and play slalom with the icebergs and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil, and kills all the sea-life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive so he's got to walk to the job interviews which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue-plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State.
scene 93 — INT. SEAN'S OFFICE -- NIGHT--or a tail--
scene 3 — INT. L STREET BAR & GRILLE, SOUTH BOSTON -- EVENINGIt's touching me.
scene 39 — INT. LAMBEAU'S OFFICE -- LATERYou missed Pudge Fisk's homerun to have a drink with a woman you had never met?
scene 70 — INT. SEAN'S OFFICE -- DAYYou all set?
scene 92 — INT. SEAN'S OFFICE -- SAME
Bookends
Sean-- If the Professor calls about that job, just tell him, "Sorry, I had to go see about a girl."