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　　SHEET METAL WORKER
　　That’’s why you should’’a gone to college.
　　
　　WILL
　　Fuck you.
　　
　　CHUCKIE
　　Suck my crank. Fuckin’’ sheet metal
　　pussy.
　　（beat）
　　So， when are you done with those
　　meetin’’s？
　　
　　WILL
　　Week after I’’m twenty-one.
　　
　　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.
　　
　　WILL
　　What do I want a way outta here for？
　　I want to live here the rest of my
　　life. I want to be your next door
　　neighbor. I want to take out kids to
　　little league together up Foley Field.
　　
　　CHUCKIE
　　Look， you’’re my best friend， so don’’t
　　take this the wrong way， but in 20
　　years， if you’’re livin’’ next door to
　　me， comin’’ over watchin’’ the fuckin’’
　　Patriots’’ games and still workin’’
　　construction， I’’ll fuckin’’ kill you.
　　And that’’s not a threat， that’’s a fact.
　　I’’ll fuckin’’ kill you.
　　
　　WILL
　　Chuckie， what are you talkin’’……
　　
　　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.
　　
　　A beat.
　　
　　CHUCKIE （cont’’d）
　　Now， I don’’t know much. But I know
　　that.
　　
　　CUT TO:
　　
　　INT. SEAN’’S OFFICE -- DAY
　　
　　Lambeau stands across from Sean， seething.
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　This is a disaster! I brought you in
　　here to help me with this boy， not to
　　run him out--
　　
　　SEAN
　　Now wait a minute--
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　--And confuse him--
　　
　　SEAN
　　--Gerry--
　　
　　LAMBEAU
　　--And here I am for the second week
　　in a row with my professional