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 orientation, the whole works, right?
But I 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…seeing that.
If I ask you about women, you'll probably give me a syllabus of 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 ask you about war, you'd probably, uh, throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more onto the breach, dear friends…"
But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap…and watched him gasp his last breath, lookin' to you for help.
I ask you about love, you'll 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……feelin' like God put an angel on earth just for you……who could rescue you from the depths of hell……
四目交投时彼此了解对方的心，好比上帝安排天使下凡只献给你，把你从地狱深渊拯救出来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 sittin' up in a 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 that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much.
I look at you.I don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky, scared-shitless 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. You ripped my fuckin' life apart.
You're an orphan, right? Do 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 shit about all that. Because you know what? I can't learn anything from you I can't read in some fuckin' book.
Unless, you wanna talk about you…who you are. Then I 'm fasciated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that, do you? You're terrified of what you might say.
Will——This girl's, like, perfect right now. I don't wanna ruin that.
Sean——Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't wanna ruin that. But I think that's a super philosophy. That way, you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody.
People call these things "imperfections," but they're not.That's the good stuff. And then we get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds.
You're not perfect. And let me save you the suspense.This girl you met, she isn't perfect either.But the question is whether or not you're perfect for each other.That's the whole deal. That's what intimacy is all about.Now you can know everything in the world, but the only way you're findin' out that one is by givin' it a shot.
Sean-You ever think about gettin' remarried?-My wife's dead.
Will- Hence the word "remarried." - She's dead.
Will-Well, I think that's a super philosophy, Sean..I mean, that way, you can actually go through the rest of your life...without ever really knowing anybody.
That's why I'm not talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar 20 years ago...and how I always regretted not goin' over and talkin' to her.
I don't regret the 18 years I was married to Nancy.I don't regret the six years I had to give up counseling when she got sick,and I don't regret the last years when she got really sick. And I sure as hell don't regret missin' a damn game.That's regret.
Will——I look at a piano, I see a bunch of keys, three pedals and a box of wood.But Beethoven, Mozart-- They saw it. They could just play.I couldn't paint you a picture. I probably can't hit the ball out of Fenway.
Skylan——But you can do my O-chem paper in under an hour.
Will——Right. Well, I mean, when it came to stuff like that, I could always just play.
Most days I wish I never met you,because then I could sleep at night.I didn't have to walk around with the knowledge that there was someone like you out there.I didn't have to watch you throw it all away.
-Do you have a soul mate?-Define that.-Somebody who challenges you.I'm talking about someone who opens up things for you, touches your soul.
- I got.- Who?- I got plenty.Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, O'Connor, Kant, Pope, Locke--That's great. They're all dead.- Not to me they're not.
- You don't have a lot of dialogue with them.You can't give back to them.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.
Sean——There's honor in takin' that 40-minute train ride so those college kids could come in in the morning and their floors are clean.
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.
Every day I come by your house, and I pick you up.We go out and have a few drinks and few laughs, and it's great.You know what the best part of my day is?It's for about ten seconds: from when I pull up to the curb and when I get to your door.'Cause I think maybe I'll get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there.No "good-bye," no "see ya later." No nothing. You just left.I don't know much, but I know that.
不 不 不 你没有对不起自己 No, no, no. You don't owe it to yourself. 你对不起我 You owe it to me, 因为我明天醒来五十岁了 because tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be 50, 还在干这种事 and I'll still be doing this shit. 无所谓 That's all right. That's fine. 而你已拥有百万奖券 I mean, you're sitting on a winning lottery ticket. 却窝囊的不敢兑现 狗屁 You're too much of a pussy to cash it in, and that's bullshit. 因为我会不惜一切交换你所拥有的 because I'd do fucking anything to have what you got. 其他人也是 So would any of these fucking guys. 你再待20年是侮辱我们 Be an insult to us if you're still here in 20 years. 窝在这里是浪费你时间 Hanging around here is a fucking waste of your time. -你懂什么 -我不懂 -You don't know that. -I don't? 你不懂 No. You don't know that. 我不懂 我告诉你我懂什么 Oh, I don't know that. Let me tell you what I do know. 我每天到你家接你 Every day I come by your house, and I pick you up. 我们出去喝酒笑闹 那很棒 We go out and have a few drinks and few laughs, and it's great. 但你知道我一天中最棒的时刻是什么 You know what the best part of my day is? 只有十秒 It's for about ten seconds: 从停车到走到你家门口这段时间 from when I pull up to the curb and when I get to your door. 因为每次我敲门 because I think maybe I'll get up there 都希望你不在家 and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there. 不说"再见" 或是"明天见" No "good-bye," no "see ya later." 什么都没有 你就是走了 No nothing. You just left. 我懂得不多 但我很清楚 I don't know much, but I know that.
-你拥有我们没有的天赋 -拜托 -Look, you got something none of us have.
Sean-It's not your fault...
做自己真心想做的事 你就没事了 You do what's in your heart, son. You'll be fine.