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As they come out the door, rather tha beating Will mercilessly, they stop. Morgan goes into his own, personal rendition of "Danny Boy." No one joins in.
CHUCKIE
Shut up, Morgan.
(to Will)
Here's your present.
Chuckie indicates an old CHEVY NOVA, parked illegally in front of the bar.
WILL
You're kiddin' me.
CHUCKIE
Yeah, I figured now that you got your
big job over in Cambridge, you needed
some way to get over there and I knew
I wasn't gonna drive you every day...
Laughter.
CHUCKIE (cont'd)
Morgan wanted to get you a "T" pass.
MORGAN
No I didn't...
Will approaches the car to take a closer look.
CHUCKIE
But you're twenty-one now, so--
BILLY
--Yeah, now that you can drink legally,
we thought the best thing to get you
was a car.
More laughter. Will inspects the Nova.
WILL
You're kiddin' me.
(a beat)
This is the ugliest fuckin' car I ever
seen in my life.
Laughter, a beat.
WILL (cont'd)
(serious)
How the fuck did you guys do this?
CHUCKIE
Me and Bill scraped together the parts,
worked on it. Morgan was out
panhandlin' every day.
MORGAN
Fuck you, I did the body work. Whose
fuckin' router you think sanded out
all that bondo?
CHUCKIE
Guy's been up my ass for two years
about a fuckin' job. I had to let him
WILL
So, you finally got a job Morgan?
MORGAN
Had one, now I'm fucked again.
WILL
(to Chuckie)
So what do you got, a fuckin' Hyundai
engine under there? Can I make it
back to my house?
CHUCKIE
Fuck you. I re-built the engine myself.
That thing could make it to Hawaii if
you wanted it to.
Chuckie gives Will a look.
CHUCKIE (cont'd)
Happy 21, Will.
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