Quotes
Here's my favorite quote in Good Will Hunting. All, of these quotes are from the original script which they left out in the movie, and some were changed in the movie a little too:
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." (turns)
Will: "Five minutes."
Skylar: "What?"
Will: "I was tryin' to be smooth. (shows clock) But at twelve-fifteen I was gonna come over there and talk to you."I'll have to cheat so I don't get thrown off, ok?
My favorite quote:
Will: "Do you like apples?"
Clark: "Yeah..."
Will: "Well, I got her number. How do you like them apples?"
Here's some other good quotes from Good Will Hunting. Some
Skylar: "See, it's my life story. Five more minutes and I would have got to hear your best pick-up line."
Will: "The caramel thing is my pick-up line."
Skylar: "Glad I came over."
Chuckie: "Oh my God, I got the most f---ed up thing I been meanin' to tell you."
everyone: "Oh Jesus. Here we go..."
Chuckie: "You guys know my cousin Mikey Sullivan?"
everyone: "Yeah."
Chuckie: "Well you know how he loves animals, right? Anyway last week he's drivin' home..."(Laughs)
everyone: "What? Come'on!"
Chuckie: "I'm sorry, cuz you know Mikey, the f---in' guy loves animals, and this is the last person you'd want this to happen to."
Will: "Chuckie, what the f--- happend?"
Chuckie: "Ok, he's drivin' along and this f---in' cat jumps in front of his car, and so he hits this cat-" (Laughing)
Morgan: "That isn't funny."
Chuckie: "And he's like, 'Shit! Motherf---er!' And he looks in his rearview and sees this cat-I'm sorry-"
Billy: "F---in' Chuckie!"
Chuckie: "So he sees this cat tryin' to make it across the street, and it's not lookin' so good."
Will: "It's walkin' pretty slow at this point."
Morgan: "You guys are f---in' sick."
Chuckie: "So Mikey's like, 'F---, I gotta put this thing out of its misery.' So he gets a hammer-"
Will, Morgan, and Billy: "Oh!"
Chuckie: "-out of his tool box and starts chasin' the cat and starts whackin' it with the hammer. You know, tryin' to put the thing out of its misery."
Morgan: "Jesus."
Chuckie: "And all the time he's apologizin' to the cat goin' 'I'm sorry.' BANG!"
Billy: "Like it can understand."
Chuckie: "And this Samoan guy comes runnin' out of his house and he's like, 'What the f--- are you doing to my cat?!' Mikey's like, 'I'm sorry' BANG 'I hit your cat with my truck, and I'm just trying to put it out of it's misery' BANG! And the cat dies. So Mikey's like, 'Why don't you come look at the front of my truck.' Cuz the other guy's all f---in' flipped out about-"
Will: "Watching his cat get brained."
Chuckie: "Yeah, so he's like, 'Check the front of my truck, I can prove I hit it cuz there's probably still some blood or something-"
Will: "Or a tail."
Morgan: "WILL!"
Chuckie: "And so they go around to the front of his truck...and there's another cat on the grille."
Will, Morgan, and Billy: "No! Ugh!"
Chuckie: "Is that unbelievable? He brained an innocent cat!"
Hypnotist: "Ok, you're in your bed, Will. Now, how old are you?"
Will: "Seven."
Hypnotist: "And what do you see?"
Will: "Somethin's in my room."
Hypnotist: "What is it?"
Will: "It's like a small figure, hoverin' over me, gettin' closer."
Hypnotist: "You're in a safe place, Will."
Will: "It's touching me."
Hypnotist: "Where is it touching you?"
Will: "Down there. And I'm nervous."
Hypnotist: "You don't have to be nervous, Will."
Will: "-Cuz I'm not ready. But the figure tells me everything's gonna be all right cuz the figure's a Libra too. And we start dancin' and it's beautiful--(singing) Sky rockets in flight!"
Lambeau: "Oh Jesus."
(Hypnotist heads for the door, Will is still singing.)
Lambeau: "Wait a minute, Barry."
Hypnotist: "I have better ways to spend my time."
(He leaves, Will stopes singing, laughs)
Lambeau: "Oh for god's sake, Will."
Will: "Oh, come on! You're not pinnin' this one on me. He left, I wanted to talk to him for another twenty minutes. I was havin' fun."
Lambeau: "I told you to cooperate with these people."
Will: "Come'on, that guy was a f---in' piece of work."
Will: (spooky voice) "Look into my eyes...I don't need therepy..."
Morgan: "Will, I can't believe you brought Skylar here when we're all wrecked. What's she gonna think about us?"
Will: "Yeah, Morgan. It's a real rarity that we'd be out drinkin'"
Billy: "I've been shit-faced for like two weeks."
Morgan: "Oh great, tell her that! Now she really thinks we're problem drinkers!"
Chuckie: "Two weeks? That's nothin'. My Uncle Marty? Will knows him. That guy f---in' drinks like you've never seen! One nite I was drivin' back to his [Chuckie's Uncle Marty] house on I Ninety-three, statie pulls him over."
everyone: "Oh shit."
Chuckie: "Guy's tryin' to walk the line-but he can't even f---in stand up, and so my uncle's gonna spend a nite in jail. Just then there's this f---in' BOOM like fifty yrds down the road. Some guy's car hit the tree."
Morgan: "Some other guy?"
Chuckie: "Yeah, he was probably drunker than my uncle, who f---in' knows? So the cop goes, 'Stay here,' and he goes runnin' down the highway to deal with the other crash. So, my uncle Marty's standin' on the side of the road for a while, and he's so f---in' lit that he forgets what he's waitin' for. So he goes, 'F---it.' He gets in his car and drives home."
Morgan: "Holy shit."
Chuckie: "So in the morning there's a knock on the door. It's the statie. So my uncle's like, 'Is there a problem?' And the statie's like, 'I pulled you over and you took off.' And my uncle's like,'I never seen you before in my life. I been home all nite with my kids.' And the statie's like, 'Let me get in your garage!' So he's like, 'All right, fine.' He takes him around the garage and opens the door-and the statie's cruiser is in my uncle's garage."
everyone: "No way! You're kiddin'!"
Chuckie: "No, he was so hammered that he drove the police cruiser home. F---in' lights and everything!"
Morgan: "Did your uncle get arrested?"
Chuckie: "The f---in' trooper was so embarrassed he didn't do anything. The f---in' guy had been drivin' around in my uncle's car all nite lookin' for the house!"
Skylar: There was this irish guy, walking down the beach one day and he came across a bottle, and this genie pops out. The genie turned to the Irishman and says, 'You've released me from my prison, so I'll grant you three wishes.'The Irish guy thinks for a minute and says, 'What I really want is a pint of Guiness that never empties.' And POOF! A bottle appears. He slams it down and-lo and behold-it fills back up again. Well, the Irish guy can't believe it. He drinks it again, and again-BOOM! It fills back up. So, while the Irish guy is marveling at his good fortune, the genie is getting impatient, because it's hot and he wants to get on with his freedom. He says, 'Let's go. You have two more wishes.' The Irish guy slams his drink again, it fills back up, he's still amazed. The genie can't take it anymore. He says, 'Buddy, I'm boiling out here. What are your other two wishes?' The Irish guy looks at his drink, looks at the genie and says...'I guess I'll have two more of these.'"
(laughter)
Chuckie: "It's a good thing no one's Irish here."
Morgan: "I'm Irish."
Sean: "This is your file. I have to send it back to the judge with my evaluation."
Will: "You're not gonna fail me, are you?"
Will: "So what's it say?"
Sean: "You want to read it?"
Will: "Have you had any experience with that?"
Sean: "Twenty years of counseling you see a lot of-"
Will: "No, have you had any experience with that?"
Sean: "Yes."
Will: "It sure ain't good."
Sean: "My dad used to make us walk down to the park and collect the sticks he was gojng to beat us with. Actually the worst of the beatings were between me and my brother. We would practice on each other, trying to find stick that would break."
Will: "He used to just put a belt, a stick and a wrench on the kitchen table and say, 'Choose.'"
Sean: "Gotta go with the belt there...."
Will: "I used to go with the wrench."
Sean: "The wrench, why?
Will: "Cuz f--- him, that's why."
(moment of silence)
Will: "Is that why me and Skylar broke up?"
Sean: "I didn't know you had. Do you want to talk about that? (pause) I don't know a lot Will, but let me tell you one thing. All this history, this shit...Look here, Son."
(Will looks at Sean)
Sean: "It's not your fault."
Will: "Oh, I know."
Sean: "It's not your fault."
Will: (smiles) "I know."
Sean: "It's not your fault."
Will: "I know."
Sean: "It's not your fault."
Will: (very serious) "I know."
Sean: "It's not your fault."
Will: "Don't f--- with me."
Sean: "It's not your fault."
Will: (starts to cry) "I know."
Sean: "It's not-"
Will: (crying hard) "I know, I know..."
(Sean holds Will as father and son as Will sobs)
:*(
This quote was sent to me from sooby@webtv.net
Chuckie: Everyday I pick you up. We go out, have a few drinks, a few laughs, and it's great, but ya wanna know what the best part of my day is? It's the 10 seconds from when I pull up to the curb and I get to your door, and I'm hoping you won't be there. No good-bye, no see-ya-later, no nothing. Just picked up and left. I don't know much, but I know that.
Thanks for the quote!
This one was sent by mpelt15@hotmail.com
Will: You ever think about getting remarried?
Sean: My wife's dead.
Will: Hence the word-"remarried"?
Thanks for the quote!
This one was sned by crash0429@aol.com
Will's note: "Tell the professor, sorry, I had to go see about a girl."
Sean: "Son-of-a-bitch stole my line"
Thanks!
This one was from luwella@hotmail.com
Morgan: Double burger! (pause) Double burger! (pause) Chuck, I had a double burger!
Chuckie: Would you shut the f--- up. I know what you ordered, I was there!
Morgan: Well, then give me my f---ing sandwich.
Chuckie: Your sandiwch, I bought it!
Morgan: Are you gonna be a prick?
Chuckie: Morgan, how much money do you got on you right now?
Morgan: I told you I would give you the change when I get the snow cone. I told you that in the drive thru. So will you give me my sandwich and quit being an a--hole!
Chuckie: Ok, Morgan, how about you give me the f---ing 16 cents you got on you now and I'll put your sandwich right up here. Then we go. Now everyday you come in with your 16 cents and at the end of the week you get your sandwich.
Morgan: Will you quit being an a--hole?!
Chuckie: What do I look like, a f---ing sandwich welfare. I think we should establish a good line of credit. It's like how your mother got her couch. She gave you $10.00 everyday for a year and at the end of the year she got her couch rent-a-cent style.
Morgan: Can I have my sandwich now!
Chuckie: Here's your f---ing Double Burger!
Thanks a lot!
This one's from chewy_52@divefreak.com
WILL (cont'd)
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.
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.
So what'd I think? I'm holdin' out
for somethin' better. I figure I'll
eliminate the middle man. Why not
just shoot my buddy, take his job and
give it to his sworn enemy, hike up
gas prices, bomb a village, club a
baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join
the National Guard? Christ, I could
be elected President.
Thanks so much!
This one was sent to me by red5ive33@mail.usa.com
Why shouldn't I work for the NSA? That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot…
Say I'm working at the NSA and somebody puts a code on my desk, something that
no one else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. I'm
real happy with myself because I did my job well but maybe that code was the
location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East and once they
have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels are hiding. Fifteen
hundred people that I never met, never had no problem with, get killed. Now the
politicians are saying, "Oh, send in the Marines to secure the area" 'cause they
don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there getting shot just like it
wasn't them when their number got called because they were all pulling a tour in
the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie over there taking shrapnel
in the ass. He comes back 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 because he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no
bathroom breaks. Meanwhile, he realizes the only reason he was over there in
the first place was so that we could install a government that would sell us oil
at a good price. And of course the oil companies use a little skirmish over
there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for
them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. They're taking their
sweet time bringing the oil back of course, maybe they even took the liberty to
hire an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom
with the icebergs. It ain't too long till he hits one, spills the oil and kills
all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work, he can't
afford to drive so he's walking to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks
because the shrapnel in his ass is giving him chronic hemorrhoids. And
meanwhile he's starving because every time he tries to get a bite to eat, the
only blue-plate special they're serving is Northern Atlantic Scrod with Quaker
Stat!
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So what did I think? … I'm holding out for something better. I figure fuck it.
While I'm at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn
enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe,
and join the National Guard. I could be elected president.
Thanks a ton!
This one was sent by eclipse@drbs.com:
Williams and Damon are talking in Seans office. They are talking about love and the baseball game that sean missed to go
"see about a girl". Will askes somethings about if it was all worth it or something and sean replies...
"yeah, cause there will be bad times, but they'll just wake you up to the good ones you were missing."
Thanks! :)
This one was sent in by lambs@eisa.net.au:
Sean: "You're not perfect. And let me save you the suspense, this girl you
met isn't either. The question is, whether or not you're perfect for each
other."
Thanks!!
This one was sent from careyn@albright.edu:
You know, I was on this plane once. And I'm sittin' there and the
captain comes on and is like "we'll be cruising at 35,000 feet," and
does his thing, then he puts the mike down but forgets to turn it off.
Then he says "man, all I want right now is a blow-job and a cup of
coffee." So the stewardess goes runnin' up towards the cock-pit to
tell him the mike's still on, and this guy in the back of the plane
goes "don't forget the coffee!" SEAN (smiles) You've never been on a
plane. WILL I know, but the joke's better if I tell it in the first
person.
Thanks!!
This one was sent by malie12131@aol.com:
SEAN: "...the stewardess goes hauling ass down the aisle, & I yell, 'don't forget the coffee.'"
OLD GUY AT BAR (MARTY): "Bullshit. Ya didn't say that."
BARTENDER (TIM): "For Christ's sake Marty, it's a joke!"
SEAN: "Yeah I know someone it actually happened to Marty."
TIM: "A joke!"
I already mentioned this, but people obviously don't pay attention. FOR THE LAST TIME: many of these quotes come from the original script-NOT FROM THE MOVIE! OK?! Can you not comprehend that?? I'm sorry but I am so sick of people sending me emails telling me that I've got quotes that aren't even in the movie. No kidding! I specifically said that at the top of this page! READ BEFORE YOU COMPLAIN!
More quotes to come...Please send me any quotes that you know that I haven't put on the page yet. I'll keep putting more up until whenever. squattingdarkling@yahoo.com
updated Macrh 31, 2001
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