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Sean : You feel like you're alone?
Will : What?
Sean : Do you have a soul mate?
Will : Do I have a-- Define that.
Sean : Somebody who challenges you.
Will : Uh, Chuckie.
Sean : No, Chuckie's family. He'd lie down in fuckin' traffic for you. I'm
talking about someone who opens
up things for you,
touches your soul.
Will : I got, I got¡ª
Sean : Who?
Will : I got plenty.
Sean : Well, name 'em.
Will : Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, O'Connor, Kant, Pope, Locke.
Sean : That's great. They're all dead.
Will : Not to me they're not.
Sean : You don't have a lot of dialogue with them. You can't give back to them,
Will.
Will : Not
without some serious smelling salts and a heater.
Sean : Yeah, that's what I'm saying. You'll never have that kind of relationship
in a world where you're always afraid to take the first step, because all you
see is every negative thing ten miles down the road.
Will : You gonna take
the professor's side on
this?
Sean : Don't
give me a line of shit. No.
Will : I didn't want the job.
Sean : It's not about the job. I don't care if you work for the government. But
you can do anything you want. You are bound by nothing. What are you passionate
about? What do you want? I mean there are guys who work their entire life layin'
brick so their kids
have a chance at the opportunities you have here.
Will : I didn't ask for this.
Sean : No. You were born with it, so don't cop
out behind: "l didn't
ask for this."
Will : What do you mean, cop out? What's wrong with layin' brick? Nothing.
There's nothin' wrong. That's somebody's home I'm buildin'.
Sean : Right. My dad laid brick, okay? Busted his ass so I could have an
education.
Will : Exactly. That's an honorable profession. What's wrong with fixin'
somebody's car? Someone will get to work the next day because of me. That's
honor in that.
Sean : Yeah, there is, Will. There is honor in that. There's honor in, you know,
takin' that 40-minute train ride so those college kids could come in in the
morning and their floors are clean. And their wastebaskets are empty. That's
real work.
Will : That's right.
Sean : Right. And that's honorable. I'm sure that's why you took that job. I
mean, for the honor of it. I just have a little question here. You could be a
janitor anywhere. Why did you work at the most prestigious technical college in
the whole fuckin' world? 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. So what do you really
wanna 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.
Will : What?
Sean : You know, if you're gonna jerk off, why don't you just do it at home with
a moist towel?
Will : You're
chuckin' me?
Sean : Yeah, get the fuck outta here.
Will : No, no, no, time's not up yet.
Sean : Yeah, it is.
Will : I'm not leavin'. No.
Sean : Listen, you're not gonna answer, you're wastin' my fucking time.
Will : What? I thought we were friends. What do you mean by it?
Sean : Playtime's over, okay?
Will : Why are you kickin' me out, Sean? What, I mean, you're lecturin' me on
life? Look at you, you
fuckin' burnout. What winds your clock?
Sean : Workin' with you.
Will : Where's your soul mate? You wanna talk about soul mates? Where is she?
Sean : Dead.
Will : That's right. She's fuckin' dead. She fuckin' dies and you
just cash in your chips and you walk away?
Sean : At
least I played a hand.
Will : You played a hand and you lost. You lost a big fuckin' hand. Some
people will lose a big hand like that and have the sack to ante up again.
Sean : Look at me. What do you wanna do? You and your bullshit. You got a
bullshit answer for everybody. But I ask you a very simple question and you
can't give me a straight answer, because you don't know. See ya, Bo-peep.
Will : Fuck you.
Sean : You're the shepherd. Shepherd. White little prick. |
