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　　WILL
　　Sorry. I’’m sorry. Give me another
　　crack at it. Let me take you out.
　　
　　SKYLAR
　　You should have called. I have an "O-
　　chem" lab due tomorrow and it’’s
　　impossible.
　　（beat）
　　It’’s not an excuse dummy. I want to
　　go out with you. But look:
　　
　　She holds up her Lab. Will glances at it.
　　
　　SKYLAR （cont’’d）
　　Tomorrow？
　　
　　WILL
　　Promise？
　　
　　SKYLAR
　　If you bring the caramels.
　　
　　Will smiles.
　　
　　CUT TO:
　　
　　EXT. HARVARD SQUARE -- LATER
　　
　　Will sits in an outdoor cafe， thinking. After a beat， he leans
　　over to two students working at a nearby table， borrows a pen
　　and paper and starts writing.
　　
　　CUT TO:
　　
　　EXT. SKYLAR’’S DORM -- DAY
　　
　　Will is a solitary figure strolling across the lawn. He stops
　　at Skylar’’s dorm and knocks on the door.
　　
　　CUT TO:
　　
　　INT. SKYLAR’’S DORM -- DAY
　　
　　She emarges. He hands her the paper he was working on. It is
　　her O-chem lab.
　　
　　WILL
　　I couldn’’t wait till tomorrow.
　　
　　SKYLAR
　　How the hell did you do that？
　　
　　WILL
　　Didn’’t your mother ever tell you not
　　to look a gift horse n the mouth？
　　
　　SKYLAR
　　I’’m supposed to understand this.
　　
　　WILL
　　You’’re not going into surgery tomorrow
　　are you？
　　
　　SKYLAR
　　No.
　　
　　WILL
　　Then let’’s go have some fun.
　　
　　With a smile， she relents.
　　
　　INT. SEAN’’S OFFICE -- DAY
　　
　　Sean and Will in session.
　　
　　SEAN
　　Really？ How’’d the date go？
　　WILL
　　Do you still counsel veterans？
　　（beat）
　　I read your book last night.
　　
　　SEAN
　　No， I don’’t.
　　
　　WILL
　　Why not？
　　
　　SEAN
　　I gave that up when my wife got sick.
　　
　　WILL
　　Is that why you didn’’t write anything
　　else？
　　
　　SEAN
　　（smiles）
　　I didn’’t write anything else ’’cause
　　nobody， including most of my colleagues
　　bothered to read the first one.
　　
　　WILL
　　Well， I’’ve read you colleagues. Your
　　book was good， Sean.
　　（beat）
　　All those guys were in your platoon？
　　
　　SEAN
　　Yeah.
　　
　　WILL
　　What happened to that guy from Kentucky？
　　
　　SEAN
　　Lon？ He got married. He has a kid.
　　I kind of lost touch with him after
　　Nancy got sick.