Artwork by JohnnY Lee @ ArtStation
I'm getting ahead of myself again. So sue me. I guess it's just part of my artistic process that I'm going to have to simply accept. That, and my awful spelling. Not my forte. And this site doesn't have spell-check when I open it in Opera. In any event...
Like so much of my work, this idea for a sequel to Good Will Hunting started out as a joke. But then an extremely troubling element of the detention of young men caused me to not take this undertaking lightly. Not that it was even supposed to be an undertaking. But the scene immediately following the last scene I wrote of this in Part 4, almost exactly a year ago; keeps nagging at me. Write me! Write me! WRITE ME! So, I guess I gotta write it. Now, for those of you following along at home, my decision to make Will, a character I did not create, bi-sexual should not come as a surprise. As a matter of fact, in my ongoing research (if you want to call it that) I read something about the original script having a graphic gay love scene between Will and one of the other male characters. I can neither confirm or deny this (more research forthcoming). But we do get a scene in the final cut where Will (I think he's supposed to be hypnotized); undergoing therapy, implies that he was molested by a man. But then he seems to be pranking his therapists as he starts singing "Afternoon Delight." He was making it all up, because that's what they wanted to hear, right? But was he?
I'm getting ahead of myself again. So sue me. I guess it's just part of my artistic process that I'm going to have to simply accept. That, and my awful spelling. Not my forte. And this site doesn't have spell-check when I open it in Opera. In any event...
Like so much of my work, this idea for a sequel to Good Will Hunting started out as a joke. But then an extremely troubling element of the detention of young men caused me to not take this undertaking lightly. Not that it was even supposed to be an undertaking. But the scene immediately following the last scene I wrote of this in Part 4, almost exactly a year ago; keeps nagging at me. Write me! Write me! WRITE ME! So, I guess I gotta write it. Now, for those of you following along at home, my decision to make Will, a character I did not create, bi-sexual should not come as a surprise. As a matter of fact, in my ongoing research (if you want to call it that) I read something about the original script having a graphic gay love scene between Will and one of the other male characters. I can neither confirm or deny this (more research forthcoming). But we do get a scene in the final cut where Will (I think he's supposed to be hypnotized); undergoing therapy, implies that he was molested by a man. But then he seems to be pranking his therapists as he starts singing "Afternoon Delight." He was making it all up, because that's what they wanted to hear, right? But was he?
But really; that song would turn anyone bisexual, right?
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INT. COIT TOWER HALL/STAIR WAY -DAY
Will and Skylar move slowly past murals which depict near life-size figures, done in a stylized but naturalistic way. One is a street scene and the pair appear to be almost a part of the mural themselves. They pass one panel depicting INDUSTRY which features figures of men with Erlenmeyer flasks, beakers, Bunsen burners etc.
WILL
Look Skylar, chemists...
SKYLAR
What do you know...
WILL
What's he doing?
SKYLAR
Chemical canoodling. You know, without chemicals, life itself is impossible.
WILL
(LAUGHS) Can I ask you something?
SKYLAR
Sure.
WILL
Is it okay to ask you questions?
SKYLAR
About chemistry?
WILL
About anything. I feel like I really don't have the right, at this point.
SKYLAR
Well, as I can't see that either of us has nothing but questions for the other; yes. Ask away. And not only that; nothing is off the table.
WILL
So--
SKYLAR
Animal, vegetable or mineral? Just kidding.
WILL
Why aren't you at Stanford?
SKYLAR
Well, I'd actually gotten an offer for the job at Ghiradelli when I was in Boston; and then, when I got out here and peed on a stick, I figured having money coming in was more important.
WILL
What about--
SKYLAR
Will, that money is really just a nice little nest egg. It's not enough to take me through the rest of my life, let alone a second person.
WILL
That's the last time I'm ever bringing up that fucking money.
SKYLAR
I told you. Everything is fair game. My turn. Is that a new jacket?
WILL
Yeah--
SKYLAR
It's nice. Is that a Baracuta?
WILL
Yeah. It's kind of a Southie thing. How did you know?
SKYLAR
It's a British brand.
WILL
Is it?
SKYLAR
Yes. And it's not cheap.
WILL
Tell me about it!
INT. COIT TOWER HALL/STAIR WAY -DAY
Will and Skylar move slowly past murals which depict near life-size figures, done in a stylized but naturalistic way. One is a street scene and the pair appear to be almost a part of the mural themselves. They pass one panel depicting INDUSTRY which features figures of men with Erlenmeyer flasks, beakers, Bunsen burners etc.
WILL
Look Skylar, chemists...
SKYLAR
What do you know...
WILL
What's he doing?
SKYLAR
Chemical canoodling. You know, without chemicals, life itself is impossible.
WILL
(LAUGHS) Can I ask you something?
SKYLAR
Sure.
WILL
Is it okay to ask you questions?
SKYLAR
About chemistry?
WILL
About anything. I feel like I really don't have the right, at this point.
SKYLAR
Well, as I can't see that either of us has nothing but questions for the other; yes. Ask away. And not only that; nothing is off the table.
WILL
So--
SKYLAR
Animal, vegetable or mineral? Just kidding.
WILL
Why aren't you at Stanford?
SKYLAR
Well, I'd actually gotten an offer for the job at Ghiradelli when I was in Boston; and then, when I got out here and peed on a stick, I figured having money coming in was more important.
WILL
What about--
SKYLAR
Will, that money is really just a nice little nest egg. It's not enough to take me through the rest of my life, let alone a second person.
WILL
That's the last time I'm ever bringing up that fucking money.
SKYLAR
I told you. Everything is fair game. My turn. Is that a new jacket?
WILL
Yeah--
SKYLAR
It's nice. Is that a Baracuta?
WILL
Yeah. It's kind of a Southie thing. How did you know?
SKYLAR
It's a British brand.
WILL
Is it?
SKYLAR
Yes. And it's not cheap.
WILL
Tell me about it!
SKYLAR
It looks brand new. Where did you get it?
WILL
Right here in San Fran.
SKYLAR
You know you're not supposed to say that.
WILL
I know. It drives people crazy for some reason. Anyways, back in Southie, you could only get the real deal on these jackets via mail order; a place called Cable Car Clothiers.
SKYLAR
Here in Frisco?
WILL
Yeah, so I went there and got one. I saved a shitload on shipping.
SKYLAR
It looks good on you. It's sharp.
WILL
(Blushing) Thanks.
SKYLAR
But the question behind my question is: how did you afford it? To be blunt: what are you doing for money?
WILL
Well, I had a little nest egg myself. I have some savings. I mean, I'd basically been squatting in that apartment. I got some scratch from that juvie settlement--long story--and I've been working on and off in the math department at San Fran State U. And all things considered, the Y has pretty reasonable rates.
SKYLAR
The YMCA...what's that all about?
WILL
Whatdaya mean? It's fun to stay there. They have everything for young men to enjoy!
Will starts SINGING the song "YMCA" and doing the dance steps. Skylar shakes her head but can't contain her utter delight.
It looks brand new. Where did you get it?
WILL
Right here in San Fran.
SKYLAR
You know you're not supposed to say that.
WILL
I know. It drives people crazy for some reason. Anyways, back in Southie, you could only get the real deal on these jackets via mail order; a place called Cable Car Clothiers.
SKYLAR
Here in Frisco?
WILL
Yeah, so I went there and got one. I saved a shitload on shipping.
SKYLAR
It looks good on you. It's sharp.
WILL
(Blushing) Thanks.
SKYLAR
But the question behind my question is: how did you afford it? To be blunt: what are you doing for money?
WILL
Well, I had a little nest egg myself. I have some savings. I mean, I'd basically been squatting in that apartment. I got some scratch from that juvie settlement--long story--and I've been working on and off in the math department at San Fran State U. And all things considered, the Y has pretty reasonable rates.
SKYLAR
The YMCA...what's that all about?
WILL
Whatdaya mean? It's fun to stay there. They have everything for young men to enjoy!
Will starts SINGING the song "YMCA" and doing the dance steps. Skylar shakes her head but can't contain her utter delight.
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EXT. COFFEE KIOSK AT COIT TOWER -DAY
Skylar is seated at a table near a street vendor/coffee stand, just at the base of Coit Tower. Will is at the window ordering. The BARISTA hands Will two coffees and he hands her some bills.
WILL
Keep the change.
Will goes to the table, sits across from Skylar, and places a coffee in front of her.
WILL
One decaf, hot off the press.
SKYLAR
Will, I hardly think one coffee is going to do any harm.
WILL
Better safe than sorry.
SKYLAR
(LAUGHS) My mother smoked a pack a day, went to three martini lunches and ate sushi when she was carrying me.
WILL
Your mother is Japanese?
SKYLAR
They lived in Japan for a while when dad was in the Diplomatic Service.
WILL
I think you turned out okay.
SKYLAR
That's a relief. So, I have some more questions for you.
WILL
Well, it's actually my turn.
SKYLAR
No, you asked me if I wanted coffee.
WILL
Toosh.
SKYLAR
Back on the steps, you said you knew this baby was yours.
WILL
Yes.
SKYLAR
Did you think there was more than one candidate?
WILL
Oh, God, no! I didn't mean it like that!
SKYLAR
I just wanted to be sure. Because I'm sure it's yours too. There's no one else in the running.
WILL
I meant--
SKYLAR
You don't have to explain--
WILL
You were my first.
SKYLAR
Oh. Are you saying...
WILL
Yes.
SKYLAR
Wasn't expecting that. Will, I should tell you that you weren't mine. As much now as I'd like that to be the case. But there was someone before you and it was pretty serious.
WILL
What happened?
SKYLAR
He wanted to get married and I wasn't ready for that.
WILL
Married?
SKYLAR
Yes. And I thought we were too young; so he went on his way.
WILL
And now he's on his way back?
SKYLAR
Something like that.
WILL
I understand. I mean, I wasn't expecting that we'd meet up and everything would be hunky-dory.
SKYLAR
(LAUGHING) I'm sorry. Hunky-dory? Your friend really was right.
EXT. COFFEE KIOSK AT COIT TOWER -DAY
Skylar is seated at a table near a street vendor/coffee stand, just at the base of Coit Tower. Will is at the window ordering. The BARISTA hands Will two coffees and he hands her some bills.
WILL
Keep the change.
Will goes to the table, sits across from Skylar, and places a coffee in front of her.
WILL
One decaf, hot off the press.
SKYLAR
Will, I hardly think one coffee is going to do any harm.
WILL
Better safe than sorry.
SKYLAR
(LAUGHS) My mother smoked a pack a day, went to three martini lunches and ate sushi when she was carrying me.
WILL
Your mother is Japanese?
SKYLAR
They lived in Japan for a while when dad was in the Diplomatic Service.
WILL
I think you turned out okay.
SKYLAR
That's a relief. So, I have some more questions for you.
WILL
Well, it's actually my turn.
SKYLAR
No, you asked me if I wanted coffee.
WILL
Toosh.
SKYLAR
Back on the steps, you said you knew this baby was yours.
WILL
Yes.
SKYLAR
Did you think there was more than one candidate?
WILL
Oh, God, no! I didn't mean it like that!
SKYLAR
I just wanted to be sure. Because I'm sure it's yours too. There's no one else in the running.
WILL
I meant--
SKYLAR
You don't have to explain--
WILL
You were my first.
SKYLAR
Oh. Are you saying...
WILL
Yes.
SKYLAR
Wasn't expecting that. Will, I should tell you that you weren't mine. As much now as I'd like that to be the case. But there was someone before you and it was pretty serious.
WILL
What happened?
SKYLAR
He wanted to get married and I wasn't ready for that.
WILL
Married?
SKYLAR
Yes. And I thought we were too young; so he went on his way.
WILL
And now he's on his way back?
SKYLAR
Something like that.
WILL
I understand. I mean, I wasn't expecting that we'd meet up and everything would be hunky-dory.
SKYLAR
(LAUGHING) I'm sorry. Hunky-dory? Your friend really was right.
WILL
What? I picked that up from you.
SKYLAR
You did not! David Bowie maybe.
WILL
What's his name, Nigel? Basil? Reginald?
SKYLAR
Quite interestingly, it's William.
WILL
No shit?
SKYLAR
No shit.
WILL
Are you going to marry him after all?
SKYLAR
I have no idea. You've lobbed several monkey wrenches into my life Mr. Hunting.
Will doesn't answer. He sips his coffee pensively.
SKYLAR
Now might be the right time for these...
She reaches down and picks up her bag and retrieves the sack of Kraft caramels Will had left for her. She plops it on the table.
WILL
So caramels and coffee. Now it doesn't seem so arbitrary.
SKYLAR
(As she unwraps a caramel) Who is this friend of yours?
WILL
His name in Jake. He's really a good guy. You'd like him. He thinks we should be roommates.
SKYLAR
So, you're going to stay in the city?
WILL
Well, yeah. If you want me to.
SKYLAR
I do. I won't lie and say I haven't missed you.
WILL
Oh my God...I've so missed you.
SKYLAR
Will, I can't say I know how this is going to work out--
One of the parrots, a cherry-headed conure, SQUAWKS as it flies over head. It drops a payload of poop which lands on Wills shoulder and drips down the front of his new jacket.
WILL
Oh shit.
He reaches for some napkins and Skylar stops him.
SKYLAR
The best thing is to let it dry and then scrape it off.
WILL
Nah. Where's the john? I don't want us all to get histoplamatics.
SKYLAR
That's an old wive's tale! But it's good luck Will.
WILL
Not on my new Baracuta it's not!
She LAUGHS again as Will stands and whips the jacket off. Holding it out in front of himself like it's a vial of small-pox, he heads off.
WILL
Don't go anywhere. I'll be back in a flash. And don't worry; it'll all be hunky-dory!
She watches as he heads off to find the bathroom. When he's out of sight, she leans over the table and tries to hold back tears. She can't.
What? I picked that up from you.
SKYLAR
You did not! David Bowie maybe.
WILL
What's his name, Nigel? Basil? Reginald?
SKYLAR
Quite interestingly, it's William.
WILL
No shit?
SKYLAR
No shit.
WILL
Are you going to marry him after all?
SKYLAR
I have no idea. You've lobbed several monkey wrenches into my life Mr. Hunting.
Will doesn't answer. He sips his coffee pensively.
SKYLAR
Now might be the right time for these...
She reaches down and picks up her bag and retrieves the sack of Kraft caramels Will had left for her. She plops it on the table.
WILL
So caramels and coffee. Now it doesn't seem so arbitrary.
SKYLAR
(As she unwraps a caramel) Who is this friend of yours?
WILL
His name in Jake. He's really a good guy. You'd like him. He thinks we should be roommates.
SKYLAR
So, you're going to stay in the city?
WILL
Well, yeah. If you want me to.
SKYLAR
I do. I won't lie and say I haven't missed you.
WILL
Oh my God...I've so missed you.
SKYLAR
Will, I can't say I know how this is going to work out--
One of the parrots, a cherry-headed conure, SQUAWKS as it flies over head. It drops a payload of poop which lands on Wills shoulder and drips down the front of his new jacket.
WILL
Oh shit.
He reaches for some napkins and Skylar stops him.
SKYLAR
The best thing is to let it dry and then scrape it off.
WILL
Nah. Where's the john? I don't want us all to get histoplamatics.
SKYLAR
That's an old wive's tale! But it's good luck Will.
WILL
Not on my new Baracuta it's not!
She LAUGHS again as Will stands and whips the jacket off. Holding it out in front of himself like it's a vial of small-pox, he heads off.
WILL
Don't go anywhere. I'll be back in a flash. And don't worry; it'll all be hunky-dory!
She watches as he heads off to find the bathroom. When he's out of sight, she leans over the table and tries to hold back tears. She can't.
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EXT. COMMONWEALTH AVENUE, BACK BAY, BOSTON -DAY
We have now switched from ANIMATION to LIVE-ACTION, as the scenes that unfold in the present will now be presented as such. We watch as a YOUNG WOMAN, late 20's, jogs along the pathway of the park that runs down the middle of the thoroughfare. At one point she crosses the street and heads up the stairs of a 19th century town-house. At four stories above the street, it's actually a small mansion. The young woman is LAURYN HUNTING. She is quite attractive and athletic. She fishes in her fanny pack and retrieves a set of keys. As she moves a key towards the lock, she notices the door is actually ajar. She pushes it and it swings open. She shakes her head and SIGHS.
LAURYN
Unbelievable.
She enters the house and shuts the door behind her, making sure it's closed and locked.
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INT. TOWNHOUSE -DAY
Lauryn crouches down and picks up some mail off the floor and walks into the foyer, affording us a look at the place. It is Gilded Age sumptuousness at it's most...sumptuous.
EXT. COMMONWEALTH AVENUE, BACK BAY, BOSTON -DAY
We have now switched from ANIMATION to LIVE-ACTION, as the scenes that unfold in the present will now be presented as such. We watch as a YOUNG WOMAN, late 20's, jogs along the pathway of the park that runs down the middle of the thoroughfare. At one point she crosses the street and heads up the stairs of a 19th century town-house. At four stories above the street, it's actually a small mansion. The young woman is LAURYN HUNTING. She is quite attractive and athletic. She fishes in her fanny pack and retrieves a set of keys. As she moves a key towards the lock, she notices the door is actually ajar. She pushes it and it swings open. She shakes her head and SIGHS.
LAURYN
Unbelievable.
She enters the house and shuts the door behind her, making sure it's closed and locked.
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INT. TOWNHOUSE -DAY
Lauryn crouches down and picks up some mail off the floor and walks into the foyer, affording us a look at the place. It is Gilded Age sumptuousness at it's most...sumptuous.
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INT. TOWNHOUSE BEDROOM -DAY
The room is just as opulently appointed as the foyer; but it's quite lived in: slightly cluttered with books and art and coffee cups and ashtrays. In the bed we can make out two figures beneath the covers. We hear LAURYN'S VOICE from somewhere below.
LAURYN
(O/S) Isa? Isa? Where are you my isat?
The covers stir and one of the figure's hands reaches towards the nightstand and paw around for some glasses. The figure sits up and we see that it is a man. He places the glasses on his face and gets out of the bed. This is TOM ALDERDICE, mid to late 50's. He is not exactly "non-descript" though he is clearly the academic, serious type; but he does have a certain Teddy-bearish appeal. He goes to the window and opens the blinds.
LAURYN
(O/S) Isat. My ISAT! WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFAST?
The second figure in the bed sits up. He too finds a pair of glasses and puts them on. He SIGHS. We can see that it is WILL HUNTING, now in his early 50's.
WILL
Why is she calling us that?
TOM
She's been on the heredity sites. I believe that's Finnish for "dads."
WILL
(LAUGHS) Oh. And all this time I thought I was Irish.
We hear a KNOCK on the door.
TOM
Come in.
The door bursts open and Lauryn enters, holding a spatula.
LAURYN
Good morning isat!
She goes to Tom and kisses him on the cheek.
LAURYN
What do you want for breakfast? Pancakes or waffles. And make it fast because I don't have all day.
TOM
Waffles.
LAURYN
(Turning to Will) How about you? And you better say vohveleita.
WILL
I take it that's Finnish for "waffles?"
LAURYN
Joo!
WILL
Sure that.
LAURYN
Well come on then! Vamoose!
She starts swatting Tom's butt with the spatula.
TOM
Please don't do that. Oww.
Will CHUCKLES as Lauryn herds Tom out of the room.
INT. TOWNHOUSE BEDROOM -DAY
The room is just as opulently appointed as the foyer; but it's quite lived in: slightly cluttered with books and art and coffee cups and ashtrays. In the bed we can make out two figures beneath the covers. We hear LAURYN'S VOICE from somewhere below.
LAURYN
(O/S) Isa? Isa? Where are you my isat?
The covers stir and one of the figure's hands reaches towards the nightstand and paw around for some glasses. The figure sits up and we see that it is a man. He places the glasses on his face and gets out of the bed. This is TOM ALDERDICE, mid to late 50's. He is not exactly "non-descript" though he is clearly the academic, serious type; but he does have a certain Teddy-bearish appeal. He goes to the window and opens the blinds.
LAURYN
(O/S) Isat. My ISAT! WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFAST?
The second figure in the bed sits up. He too finds a pair of glasses and puts them on. He SIGHS. We can see that it is WILL HUNTING, now in his early 50's.
WILL
Why is she calling us that?
TOM
She's been on the heredity sites. I believe that's Finnish for "dads."
WILL
(LAUGHS) Oh. And all this time I thought I was Irish.
We hear a KNOCK on the door.
TOM
Come in.
The door bursts open and Lauryn enters, holding a spatula.
LAURYN
Good morning isat!
She goes to Tom and kisses him on the cheek.
LAURYN
What do you want for breakfast? Pancakes or waffles. And make it fast because I don't have all day.
TOM
Waffles.
LAURYN
(Turning to Will) How about you? And you better say vohveleita.
WILL
I take it that's Finnish for "waffles?"
LAURYN
Joo!
WILL
Sure that.
LAURYN
Well come on then! Vamoose!
She starts swatting Tom's butt with the spatula.
TOM
Please don't do that. Oww.
Will CHUCKLES as Lauryn herds Tom out of the room.
And so there we are. I finished the section I wanted to finish. But now I've moved into the second act. Will there be more? I don't know. But if there is; I'll let you know.
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