Chuckie: You're sitting on a winning lottery tickey and
you're too big of a pussy to cash it in.
Sean McGuire: The reason he hangs around with those "gorillas,"
as you called them, is because anyone of those "gorillas"
would take a baseball bat to your head anyday. It's called
loyalty.
Sean McGuire: If you're gonna jerk off, why don't you just
do it at home with a moist towel?
Will: Do you play the piano? Skyler: A bit. Will: Okay,
when you look at a piano you see Mozart, right? Skyler:
I see "Chopsticks."
Will Hunting: Does this violate the doctor-patient relationship?
Sean McGuire: Not unless you grab my ass.
Will Hunting: You wasted $150,000 on an education you coulda
got for $1.50 in late charges at the public library.
Lambeau: 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.
Will Hunting: Do you like apples? Clark: Yeah. Will Hunting:
Well, I got her number. How do you like them apples?
Billy: You're legally allowed to drink now so we figured
the best thing for you was a car.
Morgan: My boy's wicked smart.
Sean: My father was an alcoholic. Mean fuckin' drunk. He'd
come home hammered, lookin' to whale on somebody. So, I
had to provoke him so he wouldn't go after my mother and
little brother. Interesting nights were when he wore his
rings.
Sean: Twenty years of counseling. Yeah, I've seen some pretty
awful shit.
Chuckie: Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this
the wrong way. In twenty years, if you're still livin' here,
comin' over to my house to watch the Patriots games, still
workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill you. That's not
a threat. Now, that's a fact. I'll fuckin' kill you.
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.
Sean: Maybe you should go do that.
Skylar: I can be in the NBA. I'm tall, I like to wear shorts.
I'm all about three points. Hook! Hook!
Sean: If you ever disrespect my wife again, I will end you.
I will fucking end you. You got that, chief? Will: Time's
up.
Sean: Nail them while they're vulnerable, that's my motto.
Sean: See you Monday. We'll be talking about Freud and why
he did enough cocaine to kill a small horse.
Skylar: You were hoping for a goodnight kiss. Will: No,
you know. I'll tell ya, I was hoping for a goodnight lay,
but I'll settle for like a kiss. Skylar: How very noble
of you. Will: Thank you.
Chuckie: So this is a Harvard bar, huh? I thought there'd
be equations and shit on the wall.
Morgan: Man, I can't believe you brought Skylar here when
we're all drunk. What is she gonna think about us? Will:
Yeah, Morgan, it's a real rarity that we'd be out drinking.
Skylar: Maybe we could go out for coffee sometime? Will:
Great, or maybe we could go somewhere and just eat a bunch
of caramels. Skylar: What? Will: When you think about it,
it's just as arbitrary as drinking coffee. Skylar: [laughs]
Okay, sounds good.
Skylar: You men are shameful. If you're not thinking with
your weiner then you're acting directly on its behalf.
Will: Do you buy all these books retail or do you send away
for, like, a shrink kit that comes with all these volumes
included?
