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entertainment imperium
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good will hunting

CUT TO:
EXT. MAGGIORE BUILDER'S CONSTRUCTION SITE -- PARKING LOT
Chuckie is sitting on the hood of his Cadillac, watching
Will across the street. Chuckie is covered in grime as well.
Will starts walking towards Chuckie. As he draws closer, he
heaves a can of Budweiser a good thirty yards, to Chuckie
who handles it routinely.
Will takes a seat next to Chuckie and they crack open their
beers. Other workers file out of the site. They drink.
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 shit.
At least you'd make some nice bank.
WILL
Yeah, be a fuckin' lab rat.
CHUCKIE
It's a way outta here.
[...]
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
Fuck 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 pussy to
cash it in. And that's bullshit 'cause
I'd do anything to have what you
got! And so would any of these guys.
It'd be a fuckin' 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.
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Monday, November 3, 2008
Miami Vice, 2006
"She died in Angola, when I was sixteen." (deutsch: als ich siebzehn war)
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from the early script draft 2004:
CUT TO:
INT. BODEGUITA DEL MEDIO - CROCKETT + ISABELLA - AFTERNOON
in the funky yellow restaurant drinking mojitas. They've had
lunch served to them at the bar. Frosted glasses have sugar
on the bottom and are loaded with crushed Cuban herbs. The
bartender has been there for 40 years. Crockett and Isabella
look like regulars. They've served chicken and plantains.
Like any restaurant, the people eating at the bar are the
regulars. They sit where Hemingway sat in the slow part of
the afternoon.
ISABELLA
Tell me everything.
CROCKETT
No.
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