Good Will Hunting (part 1)

               CHUCKIE
 Are they hookin' you up with a job?

              WILL
 Yeah, sit in a room and do long division for the next fifty years.

              CHUCKIE
 Yah, but it's better than this s-. At least you'd make some nice bank.

              WILL
 Yeah, be a f-in' lab rat.

              CHUCKIE
 It's a way outta here.

              WILL
 What do I want a way outta here for? I want to live here the rest of my
 life. I want to be your next door neighbor. I want to take our kids to
 little league together up Foley Field.

              CHUCKIE
 Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way, but in 20
 years, if you're livin' next door to me, comin' over watchin' the f-in'
 Patriots' games and still workin' construction, I'll f-in' kill you.
 And that's not a threat, that's a fact. I'll f-in' kill you.

              WILL
 Chuckie, what are you talkin'...

              CHUCKIE
 Listen, you got somethin' that none of us have.

              WILL
 Why is it always this? I owe it to myself? What if I don't want to?

              CHUCKIE
 F- you. You owe it to me. Tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be fifty
 and I'll still be doin' this. And that's all right 'cause I'm gonna make
 a run at it.
 But you, you're sittin' on a winning lottery ticket and you're too much of
 a p- to cash it in. And that's bulls- 'cause I'd do anything to
 have what you got! And so would any of these guys. It'd be a f-in' insult
 to us if you're still here in twenty years.

              WILL
 You don't know that.

              CHUCKIE
 Let me tell you what I do know. Every day I come by to pick you up, and we
 go out drinkin' or whatever and we have a few laughs. But you know what
 the best part of my day is? The ten seconds before I knock on the door
 'cause I let myself think I might get there, and you'd be gone. I'd knock
 on the door and you wouldn't be there. You just left.

A beat.

              CHUCKIE (cont'd)
 Now, I don't know much. But I know that.