Good Will Hunting Page #5

BILLY:

Who's that? She's got a nice ass.

Their P.O.V. reveals a girl in stretch pants talking to a

beefy looking ITALIAN GUY (BOBBY CHAMPA)

MORGAN:

Yah, that is a nice ass.

CHUCKIE:

You could put a pool in that backyard.

BILLY:

Who's she talking to?

MORGAN:

That f***in' guinea, Will knows him.

WILL:

Yah, Bobby Champa. He used to beat

the sh*t outta' me in Kindergarten.

BILLY:

He's a pretty big kid.

WILL:

Yah, he's the same size now as he

was in Kindergarten.

MORGAN:

F*** this, let's get something to

eat...

CHUCKIE:

What Morgan, you're not gonna go

talk to her?

MORGAN:

F*** her.

The boys get up and walk down the bleachers.

WILL:

I could go for a Whopper.

MORGAN:

(nonchalant)

Let's hit "Kelly's."

CHUCKIE:

Morgan, I'm not goin' to "Kelly's

Roast Beef" just cause you like the

take-out girl. It's fifteen minutes

out of our way.

MORGAN:

What else we gonna do we can't spare

fifteen minutes?

CHUCKIE:

All right Morgan, fine. I'll tell

you why we're not going to "Kelly's."

It's because the take-out b*tch is a

f***in' idiot. I'm sorry you like

her but she's dumb as a post and she

has never got our order right, never

once.

MORGAN:

She's not stupid.

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