(At Sean's office, it is comfortable. Books are stacked against the wall. There is a painting on the wall behind Sean. )
Pro Lambeau: It's a poker game with this kid. Don't let him know what you' ve got. He probably even read your book if he could find them.
Sean: It's gonna be hard for him to find.
Pro Lambeau: Hi , Will. Come in. This is Sean Maguire, Will Hunting.
Sean: How are you?
Pro Lambeau: Yeah, let's get started.
Will: Yeah, let's do it. I'm pumped. Let the healing begin.
Sean: Would you excuse us?
Pro Lambeau: Yeah, please, Tom.
Sean: You too , Gerry.
Pro Lambeau: Yeah, of course.
Sean: How are you? Where are you from in Southie?
Will: I like what you've done with the place.
Sean: Ah, thanks.
Will: Did you buy all these books retail.or do you send away for-like a "shrink kit." that comes with all these volumes included?
Sean: Do you like books?
Sean: Do you read any of these books?
Will: I don't know.
Sean: How about any of these books?
Will: Probably not.
Sean: What about the ones on the top shelf. you read those?
Will: Yeah, I read those.
Sean: Good for you. What do you think about them?
Will: I am not here for a fucking book report. They're your books, why don't you read'em?
Sean: I did. I had to.
Will: That must have taken you long time.
Sean: Yeah, it did.
Will: The United States of America. A Complete History. Volume One. Jesus! You' re gonna read a real history book. Read Howard Zinn's A People's History in the United States. That book will fucking knock you on your ass.
Sean: Better than Chomsky's Manufacturing Consent?Do you think that's a good book?
Will: You fucking people baffle me. You spend all your money on these fucking fancy books which surrounds your shelves and they' re the wrong fucking books.
Sean: What are the right fucking books, Will?
Will: Whatever blows your hair back.
Sean: Haven't got much hair left. Hey. you know it'd be better off shoving. that cigarette up your as. That supposes be healthier for you.
Will: Yeah. I know. It really gets in the way of my yoga.
Sean: You work out?
Will: What， you lift?
Sean: No. free weights.
Will: Oh. really. Free weights. uh?
Sean: Yeah, big time. Just like that.
Will: What do you bench?
Sean: 285. What do you bench?
Will: You paint that?
Sean: Yeah. You paint?
Will: Um, um.
Sean: Do you sculpt?
Sean: Like art? Do you like music?
Will: It's a real piece of shit.
Sean: Oh, tell me what you really think.
Will: Ah, it's just the linear and impressionistic. mix makes a very muddled-composition. It's also a Wins low Homer-ripoff. except Whitey's rowing the boat.
Sean: The art of Monet wasn't very good.
Will: It's not what really concerns me though.
Sean: What concerns you?
Sean: You know what the real bitch of it is? It's paint-by-number.
Will: Is it color-by-number? Because the colors are fascinating.
Will: I think you're one step away from cutting your fucking ear off.
Will: Oh, yeah.
Sean: Think I should move to the south of France, change my name to Vincent?
Will: You've ever heard the saying "Any port in a storm."?
Will: Yeah, maybe that means you.
Sean: In what way?
Will: Maybe you're in the middle of a big fucking storm. The sky's falling on, you had the waves crashing over your little boat. The oars are about to snap, you just pissed in your pants, you are crying for the harbor. Maybe do what you're gonna do to get out. You know, maybe you became a psychologist.
Sean: Bingo! That's it. Let me do my job now, you startled me. Come on.
Will: Maybe you married the wrong woman.
Sean: Maybe you should watch your mouth. Watch it right there, chief, all right?
Will: Oh, that's it, isn't it? You married the wrong woman. What happened? Was she leaving you? Was she banging some other guy?
Sean: If you ever disrespect my wife again, I will end you. And I will fucking end you. Got that, chief?
Will: Time is up.