Got another one for you.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Out of order, I show you out of order. You don't know what out of order is, Mr. Trask. I'd show you, but I'm too old, I'm too tired, I'm too fuckin' blind. If I were the man I was five years ago, I'd take a FLAMETHROWER to this place! Out of order? Who the hell do you think you're talkin' to? I've been around, you know? There was a time I could see. And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these, their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there isn't nothin' like the sight of an amputated spirit. There is no prosthetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot soldier back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs, but I say you are... executin' his soul! And why? Because he's not a Bairdman. Bairdmen. You hurt this boy, you're gonna be Baird bums, the lot of ya. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, FUCK YOU TOO!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nqsf0XynGz8&feature=player_embedded

And another favorite

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxm7-yM7l1s&feature=player_embedded

Bruce Hunter (NSA Agent): ... the way I see it, the question isn't, why should you work for the NSA, the question is why shouldn't you ...
Matt Damon (Will Hunting): ... why shouldn't I work for the NSA, that's a tough one, I'll give it a shot, say I'm working at the NSA and somebody puts a code on my desk that no one else can break, maybe I take a shot at it, maybe I break it, and I'm real happy with myself because I did my job well, but maybe that code was the location to some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East and once they have that location they bomb the village where the rebels are hiding, 1500 people that I never met, never had no problem get killed ... now the politicians are saying, oh send in the marines to secure the area because they don't give a **** ... won't be their kid over there getting shot, just like it wasn't them when their number got called 'cause they were off doing their tour in the National Guard, maybe some kid from Southy over there taking shrapnel in the ass, he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country where he just got back from and the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job 'cause he'll work for 15 cents a day and no bathroom breaks, meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price, and ofcourse the oil companies use the little skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices, a cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two fifty a gallon, they're taking their sweet time bringing the oil back, maybe they took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes drinking martinis and playing slalom with the icebergs, it ain't too long before he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic ... so now my buddies out of work, he can't afford to drive, so he's walking to the ****ing job interviews, which sucks because the shrapnel in his ass is giving him chronic hemroids and meanwhile he's starvin because every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're serving is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State ... so what did I think ... I'm holding out for something better ... I figure **** it, while I'm at it, why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to a sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the national guard, I could be elected president ...
Robin Williams (Sean Maguire): ... you feel like you are alone Will?

Good will hunting

And another favorite

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxm7-yM7l1s&feature=player_embedded

Bruce Hunter (NSA Agent): ... the way I see it, the question isn't, why should you work for the NSA, the question is why shouldn't you ...

Matt Damon (Will Hunting): ... why shouldn't I work for the NSA, that's a tough one, I'll give it a shot, say I'm working at the NSA and somebody puts a code on my desk that no one else can break, maybe I take a shot at it, maybe I break it, and I'm real happy with myself because I did my job well, but maybe that code was the location to some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East and once they have that location they bomb the village where the rebels are hiding, 1500 people that I never met, never had no problem get killed ... now the politicians are saying, oh send in the marines to secure the area because they don't give a **** ... won't be their kid over there getting shot, just like it wasn't them when their number got called 'cause they were off doing their tour in the National Guard, maybe some kid from Southy over there taking shrapnel in the ass, he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country where he just got back from and the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job 'cause he'll work for 15 cents a day and no bathroom breaks, meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price, and ofcourse the oil companies use the little skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices, a cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two fifty a gallon, they're taking their sweet time bringing the oil back, maybe they took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes drinking martinis and playing slalom with the icebergs, it ain't too long before he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic ... so now my buddies out of work, he can't afford to drive, so he's walking to the ****ing job interviews, which sucks because the shrapnel in his ass is giving him chronic hemroids and meanwhile he's starvin because every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're serving is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State ... so what did I think ... I'm holding out for something better ... I figure **** it, while I'm at it, why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to a sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the national guard, I could be elected president ...
Robin Williams (Sean Maguire): ... you feel like you are alone Will?

Good will hunting

And another favorite

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxm7-yM7l1s&feature=player_embedded

Bruce Hunter (NSA Agent): ... the way I see it, the question isn't, why should you work for the NSA, the question is why shouldn't you ...
Matt Damon (Will Hunting): ... why shouldn't I work for the NSA, that's a tough one, I'll give it a shot, say I'm working at the NSA and somebody puts a code on my desk that no one else can break, maybe I take a shot at it, maybe I break it, and I'm real happy with myself because I did my job well, but maybe that code was the location to some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East and once they have that location they bomb the village where the rebels are hiding, 1500 people that I never met, never had no problem get killed ... now the politicians are saying, oh send in the marines to secure the area because they don't give a **** ... won't be their kid over there getting shot, just like it wasn't them when their number got called 'cause they were off doing their tour in the National Guard, maybe some kid from Southy over there taking shrapnel in the ass, he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country where he just got back from and the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job 'cause he'll work for 15 cents a day and no bathroom breaks, meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price, and ofcourse the oil companies use the little skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices, a cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two fifty a gallon, they're taking their sweet time bringing the oil back, maybe they took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes drinking martinis and playing slalom with the icebergs, it ain't too long before he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic ... so now my buddies out of work, he can't afford to drive, so he's walking to the ****ing job interviews, which sucks because the shrapnel in his ass is giving him chronic hemroids and meanwhile he's starvin because every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're serving is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State ... so what did I think ... I'm holding out for something better ... I figure **** it, while I'm at it, why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to a sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the national guard, I could be elected president ...
Robin Williams (Sean Maguire): ... you feel like you are alone Will?

Good will hunting

Escarondito: So many readers posted so many suggestions for monologues, I'm going to continue the theme for another week. Will include one of yours for sure.