Good Will Hunting Quotes

Will Hunting (Matt Damon): You dropped a hundred and fifty grand on a education you coulda got for a dollar fifty in late charges at the public library.
Harvard snob: Yeah, but I will have a degree, and you’ll be serving my kids fries at a drive-thru on our way to a skiing trip.
Will Hunting: Yeah, maybe, but at least I won’t be unoriginal.

Morgan (Casey Affleck): My boy’s wicked smart.

Will (talking to the guy from the bar through a window): Do you like apples?
Harvard snob: Yeah.
Will: (slams a piece of paper against the window) Well, I got her number! How do ya like them apples? submitted by JDwhiskers

[Upon meeting Sean McGuire, the psychologist]
Will: Let’s do it. I’m pumped. Let’s let the healing begin!

Will: Whatever blows your hair back.

Will: Well, I don’t really date…you know that much.
Skylar (Minnie Driver): How very unfortunate…I think for me. You know what I mean. I know you’ve been thinking about it.
Will: Oh no, I haven’t.
Skylar: Yes, you have.
Will: No, no I really haven’t.
Skylar: Yes, you have. You were hoping to get a goodnight kiss.
Will: No, you know I’ll tell ya I was hopin’ to get a goodnight laid, but I’ll settle for like a kiss, you know.

Sean McGuire (Robin Williams): You’re just a kid, you don’t have the faintest idea of what you’re talking about.
Will: Why thank you.
Sean: It’s all right. You’ve never been out of Boston?
Will: Nope.
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? I bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Cistine chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up with that beautiful ceiling, seen that.
If I asked you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may even have 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.
I ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? “Once more into the march, dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap and watch him gasp his last breath, looking to you for help.
I ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable, known someone who could level you with her eyes. Feeling like God put an angel on Earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell. 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 sitting up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand ’cause 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 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 life apart.
You’re an orphan right? Do you think I’d 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 book unless you want to talk about you, who you are. And I’m fascinated, I’m in. But you don’t want to do that do you sport? You’re terrified of what you might say. You’re move chief.

Morgan: Keep antagonizing and watch what happens.

Will: I have been laid, you know.
Sean: Really?
Will: Big time. Big time.

Will: This girl is like you know, beautiful. She’s smart, she’s fun, she’s different from most of the girls I’ve been with.
Sean: So call her up Romeo?
Will: Why? So I can realize she’s not that smart that she’s very boring? You know, I mean this girl is like perfect right now, I don’t wanna ruin that.
Sean: Maybe you’re perfect right now, maybe you don’t wanna ruin that.

Sean: You’re not perfect sport. 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.

Skylar: I want you to come to California with me.
Will: Are you sure about that?
Skylar: Oh, yeah.
Will: But, how do you know that?
Skylar: I don’t know, I just know.
Will: Yeah, but how do you know?
Skylar: I know because I feel it.
Will: ‘Cause that’s a serious thing you’re sayin’. I mean, we could be in California next week and you might find out something about me you don’t like. And you know, maybe you wished you hadn’t said that. But you know it’s such a serious thing that you can’t it back. And now I’m stuck in California with someone who doesn’t really want to be with me and just wishes they had a take-back.

Lambeau: Most days I wish I had 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.

Will: Why shouldn’t I work for the N.S.A.? That’s a tough one, but I’ll take a shot. Say I’m working at N.S.A. and somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I’m real happy with myself, ’cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East and once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had no problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin’, “Oh, send in the marines to secure the area” ’cause they don’t give a shit. It won’t be their kid over there, gettin’ shot. Just like it wasn’t them when their number was called, ’cause they were pullin’ a tour in the National Guard. It’ll be some kid from Southie over there takin’ shrapnel in the ass. He comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, ’cause he’ll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile, he realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies use a little skirmish over thereto scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain’t helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. They’re takin’ their sweet time bringin’ the oil back, of course, maybe they even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs. It ain’t too long ’til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy’s out of work, he can’t afford to drive, so he’s got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks ’cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin’ him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he’s starvin’ ’cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they’re servin’ is North Atlantic scrod with
Quaker State. So what did I think? I’m holdin’ out for somethin’ better. I figure it. While I’m at it, why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.

Will: I didn’t ask for this.
Sean: No, you were born with it. So, don’t cop out behind, “I didn’t ask for this.”

Sean: So, what do you really want to do?
Will Hunting: I want to be a shepherd.

Sean: You know, If you’re gonna jerk off, why don’t you just do it at home with a moist towel?

Chuckie: Look you’re my best friend, so don’t take this the wrong way, but in twenty years, if you’re still living here coming over to my house watching the Patriot’s game, still workin’ construction, I’ll kill you. That’s not a threat, that’s a fact.
Will: What the hell are you talking about?
Chuckie: Look, you got something none of us has.
Will: Oh come on, why is it always this. I mean I owe it to myself to do this. What if I don’t want to?
Chuckie: No, no, no . You don’t owe it to yourself, you owe it to me. ‘Cause tomorrow I’m gonna wake up and I’ll be fifty and I’ll still be doin’ this shit and that’s all right, that’s fine. I mean 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! So would any of these guys. It’d be an insult to us if you’re still here in twenty years. Hangin’ around here is a waste of you’re time.
Will: You don’t know that.
Chuckie: I don’t?
Will: No, you don’t know that.
Chuckie: Oh, I don’t know that. Let me tell you what I do know. Every day I come by your house and I pick you up, and we go out, we have a few drinks and a few laughs and it’s great. Know what the best part of my day is? 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 goodbye, no see ya later, no nothing you just left. I don’t know much, but I know that.

Good Will Hunting Movie Quotes and Love Quotes

Sean: And why does he hang out with those retarded gorillas, as you called them? Because any one of them, if he asked them to, would take a f**king bat to your head, okay? That’s called loyalty.

Will: He use to just put a, uh, wrench, a stick, and a belt on the table and just say choose.
Sean: I got to go with the belt there, Vanna.
Will: I use to go with the wrench.
Sean: Why the wrench?
Will: ‘Cause fc k him, that’s why!

Will Hunting: Does this violate the patient-doctor relationship?
Sean McGuire: Naw, only if you grab my a s s.

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    if he asked them to, would take a f**king bat to your head, okay? That’s called loyalty.

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