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And this Samoan guy comes runnin’’
out of his house and he’’s like "What
the fuck are you doing to my cat?!"
Mikey’’s like "I’’m sorry"--BANG--" I hit
your cat with my truck, and I’’m just
trying to put it out of it’’s misery"--
BANG! And the cat dies. So Mikey’’s
like "Why don’’t you come look at the
front of the truck." ’’Cause the other
guy’’s all fuckin flipped out about--
WILL
Watching his cat get brained.
Morgan gives Will a look, but Will only smiles.
CHUCKIE
Yeah, so he’’s like "Check the front of
my truck, I can prove I hit it ’’cause
there’’s probably some blood or
something"--
WILL
--or a tail--
MORGAN
WILL!
CHUCKIE
And so they go around to the front of
his truck……and there’’s another cat on
the grille.
WILL/MORGAN/BILLY
No! Ugh!
CHUCKIE
Is that unbelievable? He brained an
innocent cat!
BLACKOUT:
The opening credits roll over a series of shots of the city
and the real people who live and work there, going about their
daily lives.
We see a panoramic view of South Boston.
Will sits in his apartment, walls completely bare. A bed, a
small night table and an empty basket adorn the room. A
stack of twenty or so LIBRARY BOOKS sit by his bed. He is
flipping through a book at about a page a second.
Chuckie stands on the porch to Will’’s house. His Caddilac
idles by the curb. Will comes out and they get in the car.
We travel across crowded public housing and onto downtown.
Finally, we gaze across the river and onto the great cement-
domed buildings that make up the M.I.T. campus.
CUT TO:
INT. M.I.T. CLASSROOM -- DAY
The classroom is packed with graduate students and TOM.
PROFESSOR LAMBEAU (52) is at the lectern. The chalkboard behind
him is covered with theorems.
LAMBEAU
Please finish McKinley by next month.
Many of you probably had this as
undergraduates in real analysis. It
won’’t hurt to brush up. I am also
putting an advanced fourier system on the
main hallway chalkboard--
Everyone groans.
LAMBEAU (cont’’d)
I’’m hoping that one of you might prove
it by the end of the semester. The
first person to do so will not only be
in my good graces, but go on to fame
and fortune by having their
accomplishment recorded and their name
printed in the auspicious "M.I.T. Tech."
Prof. Lambeau holds up a thin publication entitled "M.I.T.
Tech." Everyone laughs.
LAMBEAU (cont’’d)
Former winners include Nobel Laureates,
world renowned astro-physicists, Field’’s
Medal winners and lowly M.I.T.
professors.
More laughs.
LAMBEAU (cont’’d)
Okay. That is all.
A smattering of applause. Students pack their bags.
CUT TO:
INT. FUNLAND -- LATER
The place is a monster indoor funpark. Will, Chuckie, Morgan,
and Billy are in adjoining batting cages. Will has disabled
the pitching machine in his and pitches to Chuckie. The boys
have been drinking. Will throws one to Chuckie, high and tight.
Several empty beer cans sit by the cage.
CHUCKIE
Will!
Another pitch, inside.
CHUCKIE (cont’’d)
You’’re gonna get charged!
WILL
out of his house and he’’s like "What
the fuck are you doing to my cat?!"
Mikey’’s like "I’’m sorry"--BANG--" I hit
your cat with my truck, and I’’m just
trying to put it out of it’’s misery"--
BANG! And the cat dies. So Mikey’’s
like "Why don’’t you come look at the
front of the truck." ’’Cause the other
guy’’s all fuckin flipped out about--
WILL
Watching his cat get brained.
Morgan gives Will a look, but Will only smiles.
CHUCKIE
Yeah, so he’’s like "Check the front of
my truck, I can prove I hit it ’’cause
there’’s probably some blood or
something"--
WILL
--or a tail--
MORGAN
WILL!
CHUCKIE
And so they go around to the front of
his truck……and there’’s another cat on
the grille.
WILL/MORGAN/BILLY
No! Ugh!
CHUCKIE
Is that unbelievable? He brained an
innocent cat!
BLACKOUT:
The opening credits roll over a series of shots of the city
and the real people who live and work there, going about their
daily lives.
We see a panoramic view of South Boston.
Will sits in his apartment, walls completely bare. A bed, a
small night table and an empty basket adorn the room. A
stack of twenty or so LIBRARY BOOKS sit by his bed. He is
flipping through a book at about a page a second.
Chuckie stands on the porch to Will’’s house. His Caddilac
idles by the curb. Will comes out and they get in the car.
We travel across crowded public housing and onto downtown.
Finally, we gaze across the river and onto the great cement-
domed buildings that make up the M.I.T. campus.
CUT TO:
INT. M.I.T. CLASSROOM -- DAY
The classroom is packed with graduate students and TOM.
PROFESSOR LAMBEAU (52) is at the lectern. The chalkboard behind
him is covered with theorems.
LAMBEAU
Please finish McKinley by next month.
Many of you probably had this as
undergraduates in real analysis. It
won’’t hurt to brush up. I am also
putting an advanced fourier system on the
main hallway chalkboard--
Everyone groans.
LAMBEAU (cont’’d)
I’’m hoping that one of you might prove
it by the end of the semester. The
first person to do so will not only be
in my good graces, but go on to fame
and fortune by having their
accomplishment recorded and their name
printed in the auspicious "M.I.T. Tech."
Prof. Lambeau holds up a thin publication entitled "M.I.T.
Tech." Everyone laughs.
LAMBEAU (cont’’d)
Former winners include Nobel Laureates,
world renowned astro-physicists, Field’’s
Medal winners and lowly M.I.T.
professors.
More laughs.
LAMBEAU (cont’’d)
Okay. That is all.
A smattering of applause. Students pack their bags.
CUT TO:
INT. FUNLAND -- LATER
The place is a monster indoor funpark. Will, Chuckie, Morgan,
and Billy are in adjoining batting cages. Will has disabled
the pitching machine in his and pitches to Chuckie. The boys
have been drinking. Will throws one to Chuckie, high and tight.
Several empty beer cans sit by the cage.
CHUCKIE
Will!
Another pitch, inside.
CHUCKIE (cont’’d)
You’’re gonna get charged!
WILL
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