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　　When’’s the arraignment？
　　
　　WILL
　　Next week.
　　
　　Chuckie pulls away.
　　
　　CUT TO:
　　
　　EXT. M.I.T. CAMPUS， ESTABLISHING SHOT -- MORNING
　　
　　Students walk to class， carrying bags. More than any other，
　　students seem to be heading into one PARTICULAR CLASSROOM.
　　
　　INT. M.I.T. CLASSROOM -- MORNING
　　
　　The classroom is even more crowded than last we saw it.
　　Tom takes notes as Lambeau plays along with the excited
　　environment with mock pomposity and good humor.
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　Is it my imagination， or has my class
　　grown considerably？
　　
　　Laughter.
　　
　　LAMBEAU （cont’’d）
　　I look around and see young people who
　　are my students， young people who are
　　not my students as well as some of my
　　colleagues. And by no stretch of my
　　imagination do I think you’’ve all come
　　to hear me lecture.
　　
　　More laughter.
　　
　　LAMBEAU （cont’’d）
　　But rather to ascertain the identity
　　of who our esteemed "The Tech" has
　　come to call "The Mystery Math
　　Magician."
　　
　　He holds up the M.I.T. Tech featuring a silhouetted figure，
　　emblazoned with a large， white question mark. The headline
　　reads "Mystery Math Magician strikes again."
　　
　　LAMBEAU （cont’’d）
　　Whoever you are， you’’ve solved four of
　　the most difficult theorems I’’ve ever
　　given a class. So without further
　　ado， come forward silent rogue， and
　　receive thy prize.
　　
　　The class waits in breathless anticipation. A STUDENT shifts
　　his weight in his chair， making a noise.
　　
　　LAMBEAU （cont’’d）
　　Well， I’’m sorry to disappoint my
　　spectators， but it appears there will
　　be no unmasking here today. I’’m going
　　to have to ask those of you not enrolled
　　in the class to make your escape now
　　or， for the next three hours be
　　subjected to the mundities of
　　eigenvectors.
　　
　　People start to gather their things and go. Lambeau picks up
　　a piece of chalk and starts writing on the board.
　　
　　LAMBEAU （cont’’d）
　　However， my colleagues and I have
　　conferred. There is a problem on the
　　board， right now， that took us two
　　years to prove. So let this be said;
　　the gauntlet has been thrown down.
　　But the faculty have answered the
　　challenge and answered with vigor.
　　
　　CUT TO:
　　
　　19 OMITTED
　　
　　INT. M.I.T. HALLWAY -- NIGHT
　　
　　Lambeau comes out of his office with Tom and locks the door.
　　As he turns to walk down the hallway， he stops. A faint TICKING
　　SOUND can be heard. He turns and walks down the hall.
　　
　　Lambeau and Tom come around a corner. His P.O.V. reveals a
　　figure in silhouette blazing through the proof on the
　　chalkboard. There is a mop and a bucket beside him. As Lambeau
　　draws closer， reveal that the figure is Will， in his janitor’’s
　　uniform. There is a look of intense concentration in his eyes.
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　Excuse me!
　　
　　Will looks up， immediately starts to shuffle off.
　　
　　WILL
　　Oh， I’’m sorry.
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　What’’re you doing？
　　
　　WILL
　　（walking away）
　　I’’m sorry.
　　
　　Lambeau follows Will down the hall.
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　What’’s your name？
　　（beat）
　　Don’’t you walk away from me. This is
　　people’’s work， you can’’t graffiti here.
　　
　　WILL
　　Hey fuck you.