Skylar: I love you. I wanna hear you say that you don't love me. Because if you say that, then I won't call you, and I won't be in your life... Will: I don't love you. * * * Will: So, when did you know, like, that she was the one for you? Sean: October 21st, 1975. Will: Jesus Christ. You know the fuckin' date? Sean: Oh yeah. Cus' it was game six of the World Series. Biggest game in Red Sox history. Will: Yeah, sure. Sean: My friends and I had, you know, slept out on the sidewalk all night to get tickets. Will: You got tickets? Sean: Yep. Day of the game. I was sittin' in a bar, waitin' for the game to start, and in walks this girl. Oh it was an amazing game, though. Sean: I just slid my ticket across the table and I said, "Sorry guys, I gotta' see about a girl." Will: I gotta' go see about a girl? Sean: Yeah. Will: That's what you said? And they let you get away with that? Sean: Oh yeah. They saw in my eyes that I meant it. Will: You're kiddin' me. Sean: No, I'm not kiddin' you, Will. That's why I'm not talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar twenty years ago and how I always regretted not going over and talking to her. I don't regret the 18 years I was married to Nancy. I don't regret the six years I had to give up counseling when she got sick. And I don't regret the last years when she got really sick. And I sure as hell don't regret missin' the damn game. * * * Sean: Do you feel like you're alone, Will? Will: Hah, what? Sean: Do you have a soul mate? Will: Define that. Sean: Somebody who challenges you. Will: Uh, Chucky. Sean: No, Chucky is family, he'd lie down in fucking traffic for you. I'm talking someone who opens up things for you, touches your soul. Will: I got - I got it. Sean: Who? Sean: I got plenty. Sean: Well, name them. Will: Shakespeare, Nietzsche, Frost, O'Connor, Kant, Pope, Locke... Sean: Well that's great. They're all dead. Will: Not to me, they're not. Sean: You can't have a lot of dialogue with them. You can't get back to them. Will: Not without a heater and some serious smelling salts. Sean: That's what I'm saying. * * * Will: Yeah, but this girl is like, you know, beautiful. She's smart. She's funny. She's different from most of the other girls I've been with. Sean: So, call her up, Romeo. Will: Why? So I can realize she's not that smart, that she's fuckin' boring? Y'know--I mean...this girl is like fuckin' perfect right now, I don't wanna ruin that. Sean: Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't want to ruin that. I think that's a super philosophy, Will. That way you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody.