good will hunting

• will'in irak isgalini ongordugu, zenginlesecek 3-5 kisiyi, olecek 1000'i askin abd vatandasini, hayatlari mahvolacak yuzbinleri, huzuru kacacak milyonlari, kotuye evrilen tarihin^** milyarlari nasil etkilyecegini anlattigi jet hiziyla aktardigi filmdir. sanat mi hayati kovaliyor, hayat mi sanati ?
  
  "
  (matt damon, as will hunting, being interviewed for a possible job with
  the national security agency - the spooks who conduct electronic
  eavesdropping for the u.s. government)
  
  why shouldn't i work for the nsa? that's a tough one. but i'll take a shot.
  say i’m working at the n.s.a. somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody
  can break. so i take a shot at it and maybe i break it. and i’m real happy with
  myself ‘cause i did my job well. but maybe that code was the location of some rebel
  army in north africa or the middle east. once they have that location they bomb the
  village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people i never had a problem
  with get killed.
  
  now the politicians are sayin’ “send in the marines to secure the area” ‘cause they
  don’t give a shit. it won’t be their kid over there, gettin’ shot. just like it wasn’t
  them when their number got called, ‘cause they were pullin’ a tour in the national guard.
  it’ll be some guy from southie takin’ shrapnel in the ass. and he comes home to find that
  the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. and the
  guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, ‘cause he’ll work for fifteen cents a
  day and no bathroom breaks. meanwhile my buddy from southie realizes the only reason he was
  over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. and
  of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a
  quick buck. a cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain’t helping my buddy at two
  dollars and fifty cents a gallon. and naturally they’re takin’ their sweet time bringing
  the oil back and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to
  drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs and it ain’t too long ‘til he hits one,
  spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the north atlantic. so my buddy’s out of work
  and can’t afford to drive, so he’s got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks ‘cause the
  shrapnel in his ass is giving him chronic hemorrhoids. and meanwhile he’s starvin’ ‘cause
  every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they’re servin’ is north
  atlantic scrod with quaker state.
  
  so what’d i think? i’m holding out for somethin’ better. i figure i’ll eliminate the middleman.
  why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb
  a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the national guard? christ, i could be
  elected president.
  "
  not: mp3 dosyasini kaynaklarda bulmak mumkundur.
  edit : youtube linki https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mjhvsp9akyg