The Intern (2015) - full transcript
A retired 70-year-old widower, Ben (played by Robert De Niro), is bored with retired life. He applies to a be a senior intern at an online fashion retailer and gets the position. The founder of the company is Jules Ostin (Anne Hathaway), a tireless, driven, demanding, dynamic workaholic. Ben is made her intern, but this is a nominal role - she doesn't intend to give him work and it is just window dressing. However, Ben proves to be quite useful and, more than that, a source of support and wisdom.
Freud said, "love and work.
Work and love.
That's all there is."
Well, I'm retired,
and my wife is dead.
As you can imagine, that's
given me some time on my hands.
My wife's been gone
for three and a half years.
I miss her in every way.
And retirement?
That is an ongoing,
relentless effort in creativity.
At first, I admit
I enjoyed the novelty of it.
Sort of felt like
I was playing hooky.
I used all the miles I'd saved
and traveled the globe.
The problem was, no matter where
I went, as soon as I got home,
the nowhere-to-be thing
hit me like a ton of bricks.
I realized the key to this whole
deal was to keep moving.
Get up, get out of the house,
and go somewhere.
Anywhere.
Come rain or shine,
I'm at my Starbucks by 7:15.
Excuse me,
mind if we join you?
- No.
- Hey. How are you?
Can't explain it, but it makes
me feel part of something.
These guys today,
they're not numbers guys.
Don't talk figures
with them.
How do I spend
the rest of my days?
You name it.
Golf, books, movies, pinochle.
Tried yoga, learned to cook,
bought some plants,
took classes in Mandarin.
Xiang xin wo,
wo shen me dou shiguo le.
Translation... "believe me,
I've tried everything."
And then, of course,
there are the funerals.
So many more
than I could imagine.
The only traveling I do
these days
is out to San Diego
to visit my son and his family.
They're great.
I love them to pieces.
But to be honest, I think
I probably relied on them
way more than I should.
Don't get me wrong,
I'm not an unhappy person.
Quite the contrary.
I just know there's a hole in
my life, and I need to fill it.
Soon.
Which brings me to today
when I was leaving the market
and caught your flyer
out of the corner of my eye.
Hmm.
"Seniors, be an intern."
Ben,
I thought that was you.
Hi.
Hey.
What'd you find?
I think
Work and love.
That's all there is."
Well, I'm retired,
and my wife is dead.
As you can imagine, that's
given me some time on my hands.
My wife's been gone
for three and a half years.
I miss her in every way.
And retirement?
That is an ongoing,
relentless effort in creativity.
At first, I admit
I enjoyed the novelty of it.
Sort of felt like
I was playing hooky.
I used all the miles I'd saved
and traveled the globe.
The problem was, no matter where
I went, as soon as I got home,
the nowhere-to-be thing
hit me like a ton of bricks.
I realized the key to this whole
deal was to keep moving.
Get up, get out of the house,
and go somewhere.
Anywhere.
Come rain or shine,
I'm at my Starbucks by 7:15.
Excuse me,
mind if we join you?
- No.
- Hey. How are you?
Can't explain it, but it makes
me feel part of something.
These guys today,
they're not numbers guys.
Don't talk figures
with them.
How do I spend
the rest of my days?
You name it.
Golf, books, movies, pinochle.
Tried yoga, learned to cook,
bought some plants,
took classes in Mandarin.
Xiang xin wo,
wo shen me dou shiguo le.
Translation... "believe me,
I've tried everything."
And then, of course,
there are the funerals.
So many more
than I could imagine.
The only traveling I do
these days
is out to San Diego
to visit my son and his family.
They're great.
I love them to pieces.
But to be honest, I think
I probably relied on them
way more than I should.
Don't get me wrong,
I'm not an unhappy person.
Quite the contrary.
I just know there's a hole in
my life, and I need to fill it.
Soon.
Which brings me to today
when I was leaving the market
and caught your flyer
out of the corner of my eye.
Hmm.
"Seniors, be an intern."
Ben,
I thought that was you.
Hi.
Hey.
What'd you find?
I think