2. Will Hunting's Attitudes towards Education and Career



2.2.:2nd episode:On a Bench


2.2.1. What information about the character of a painter can you derive from looking at a picture painted by him? Discuss in groups of four giving examples.


††††† †††2.2.2. Predict what Will will conclude about Sean seeing the picture painted by him.

†††††† (Picture taken from the film is displayed).


2.2.3. Look up the following words and phrases in a monolingual dictionary and memorize them.


it occurs to me

††††††††††† do not have the faintest idea

††††††††††† skinny (n.)

††††††††††† be laid (sl. vulgar)

††††††††††† a bevy of sth

††††††††††† draw oneís last breath

††††††††††† vulnerable

††††††††††† presume

††††††††††† apply to sb/sth

††††††††††† orphan

††††††††††† buy the argument


on the bench



2.2.4.In this episode Sean, a psychiatrist or shrink, and Will Hunting are sitting on a bench. Sean has to find a way to get through to Will to cure him from his childhood trauma due to abuse by his stepfather. Otherwise Will will have to serve a term in prison for violent behavior in public.


Watch the episode and focus on the following assignments:


-         Sum up in one sentence Seanís message to Will.

-         List the examples Sean uses from his own life to drive his message home.


-††† Afterwards read the text of the episode below. Compare the facts from the text you

††††† have read to the ones from the movie. Make sure that you have understood them

††††† completely.


-         Discuss your findings in groups of four and present the results in class.









Good Will Hunting Ė A Screenplay; Matt Damon & Ben Affleck, with an introduction by Gus Van Sant. Miramax Books, Hyperion, New York 1997, pp. 70 Ė 72.



I was thinking about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. I stayed up half the night thinking about it, and then something occurred to me and I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep and havenít thought about you since. You know what occurred to me?




Youíre just a boy. You donít have the faintest idea what you are talking about.


Why, thank you.


Youíve never been out of Boston.




So if I asked you about art you could give me the skinny on every art book ever written Ö Michelangelo?

You know a lot about him I bet. Lifeís work, criticism, political aspirations. But you couldnít tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. Youíve never stood there and looked up at the beautiful ceiling. And if I asked you I'm sure you could give me a syllabus of your personal favorites, and maybe youíve been laid a few times, too. But you couldnít tell me how it feels to wake up next to a woman and be truly happy. If I asked you about war you could refer me to a bevy of fictional and nonfictional material, but youíve never been in one. Youíve never held your best friendís head in your lap and watched him draw his last breath, looking to you for help. And if I asked you about love Iíd get a sonnet, but youíve never looked at a woman and been truly vulnerable. Known that someone could kill you with a look. That someone could rescue you from your grief. That God had put an angel on earth just for you. And you wouldnít know how it felt to be her angel. To have the love to be there for her forever. Through anything, through cancer. You wouldnít know about sleeping sitting up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand and not leaving because the doctors could see in your eyes that the term visiting hours didnít apply to you. And you wouldnít know about real loss, because that only occurs when you lose something you love more than yourself, and youíve never dared to love anything that much. I look at you and I donít see an intelligent, confident man; I donít see a peer, and I donít see my equal. I see a boy. Nobody could possibly understand you, right, Will? Yet you presume to know so much about me because of a painting you saw. You must know everything about me. Youíre an orphan, right?

Will nods quietly.



Do you think I would presume to know the first thing about who you are because I read Oliver Twist ? And I donít buy the argumentthat you donít want to be here, because I think you like all the attention youíre getting. Personally, I donít care. Thereís nothing you call tell me that I canít read somewhere else. Unless we talk about your life. But you wonít do that. Maybe youíre afraid of what you might say.

Itís up to you.


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