Good Will Hunting Moment

"I can't believe he's going to Norway. F-cking Norway."
"Good for him."
"I want to be moving to Norway."
"No you don't. What's in Norway? Snow, that's what. Lots of snow. You'd miss your family and friends here."
"Let me rephrase that: I want to be moving to Norway with the love of my life."
"He's not the love of your life."
"I know."
"Mary, he wasn't a good boyfriend."
"I know."
"No, listen, he was NOT a good boyfriend. Remember when they played that time at the Proletariat? You spent all that time kissing each individual CD, and he was hardly around. He spent the whole time talking with other people and flirting with those girls. He just expected you to do certain things and gave nothing in return. Maybe he was intelligent or maybe he was good in bed... but he did not treat you well. Mary, he was not a good boyfriend."
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"He was intelligent."
"...yes."
"I hope he moves to Norway."
"Yes."