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Sean: So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on
every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's
work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the
whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in
the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that
beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give
me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a
few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a
woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war,
you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach
dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best
friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for
help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've
never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that
could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just
for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know
what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever,
through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping
sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because
the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't
apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when
you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever
dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an
intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse]less kid. But you're
a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the
depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a
painting of mine, and you ripped my ****ing life apart. You're an orphan
right?[Will nods] You think I know the first thing about how hard your life
has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that
encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a **** about all that, because
you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some f******'
book.
Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in.
But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you
might say. Your move, chief.
-Sean (Robin Williams) in "Good Will Hunting"
every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's
work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the
whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in
the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that
beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give
me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a
few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a
woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war,
you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach
dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best
friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for
help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've
never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that
could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just
for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know
what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever,
through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping
sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because
the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't
apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when
you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever
dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an
intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse]less kid. But you're
a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the
depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a
painting of mine, and you ripped my ****ing life apart. You're an orphan
right?[Will nods] You think I know the first thing about how hard your life
has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that
encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a **** about all that, because
you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some f******'
book.
Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in.
But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you
might say. Your move, chief.
-Sean (Robin Williams) in "Good Will Hunting"
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