All language subtitles for Boy Meets World (1993) - S05E03 - Its Not You... Its Me

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

And that, Mr. Hunter,
is how babies are made.

I still don't
believe him.

Before I forget,
next Friday will be
college recruitment day.

Representatives will be here
from USC, NYU and Rutgers.

(BELL RINGS)

And Mr. Matthews,
your interview with Stanford

has been rescheduled
from 3:00 to 3:30.

Stanford?
What's that all about?

It's just an interview.
It's nothing from nothing.

Cory.

When we were little kids,
you promised me

that we'd go
to the same
college together.

Did I say that?

Yes, and you also told me
that if I graduated
high school,

you'd take me to
Vermont to watch
the leaves change.

Right, Vermont.
October. Write it down.

You know
I could never
get into Stanford.

Well, Stanford's just
one of the many schools
I'm applying to, Shawn.

I'm also applying
to Wisconsin, Penn.

(GASPS)

Wisconsin and Penn?

We never
discussed those.

Well, it doesn't
have to be Wisconsin
or Penn, Shawnie.

It can be a school
from your list.
What's on your list?

You want to know
what's on my list?

Number one,
I don't need a list
because my best friend Cory

wouldn't apply
to any school that
I couldn't get into.

Your list makes
me feel bad.

Shawn...
You know, it's early.

I have no idea
what my plans are.

Oh, interesting.
Your plans.
Not our plans. Hmm.

Don't you take
that tone with me,
Shawn Hunter.

I'm not taking any tone.

If you want to go to
college at Stanford,
then go. In fact, go now.

Give you plenty of time
to start making your
new college friends.

But I don't want
to make new friends.

You know what?
Maybe I should start
making new friends, too, huh?

But I don't want you
to make new friends.

Well, you need to, Cory.

What did you think?
That I was always
going to be here?

Is that what
you thought?

Well, I'm not.

Shawn, what about Vermont?
I put down a deposit.

Shawn, I think
we need to talk.

No. Everything's fine.

Our little conversation
this morning
was very helpful

in making me
realize that our
entire relationship

has been nothing
more than a lie!

Move along,
move along.

Just a couple of
seniors rehearsing
a little playlet.

Don't you think
you're being a little
dramatic about this?

Dramatic?
Perhaps a little.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to go
look out the window.

I paid a skywriter
a lot of money

to write
"Cory, I hate you"
in the clouds.

Shawn.

Cory, are you
sure that you
and Shawn are okay?

Oh, we're just fine.

He just spent
a lot of money on me.

I think he
needs to vent.

See, that's the beauty
of our relationship,
Topanga, you know?

I mean,
it's rock solid, baby.

(EXCLAIMS)

Who are you
and what are you
doing in my seat?

His name is Andy.

Who's Andy?

He's my new...

Best friend?

Friend.

Cory, we agreed that
we were going to go out
and meet new people.

I'm not making
you happy?

No, Cory, it's...

It's not you,
okay? It's me.

And right now
I just need my space.

But we're
still friends?

Right now,
I don't know
what we are.

Give me my space.

He's got a new
best friend.

You're jealous.
It's so cute.

No, no, no.
I'm not jealous.

But two can play
at this game,
girlfriend.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Lionel.

I know who you are.

Grapes?
I'd love some.

I'm taking
another boy's grapes.

Okay, first
college paper.

Playing with
the big boys.

Ten thousand words.
Word number one.

I want my mommy!

(LAUGHS) That's three words.

Come on, Eric.
You had three weeks
to write this paper.

You don't make fun
of my learning disability!

You have
a learning disability?

I would think so.

Hey, wait.
What did you
write yours about?

Well, all right.

Ooh, a laptop.
For your lap.

Here it is.
Ten thousand words.

A perfectly crafted
essay on my summer
in China

working with
paleontologists.

(RAZZES)

What?

Your first college paper,
you're writing about

what you did on
your summer vacation.

I uncovered
dinosaur fossils.

You got pictures?
No.

Then you got nothing.

I think it's
pretty good.

You don't get it.
We're in college now.

We're being judged
on a whole new level.

Theories and footnotes,
shades of meaning,
nuance, spelling.

Where does it end?
Where does it end?

All right!
I didn't even go!

My sister went.
She's 10.

I got no pictures.
And I didn't go to China.

Okay. It's okay.
It's okay.

I'm going to get
us through this,
all right, my friend?

This is where
Eric Matthews shines.

How? We pull
an all-nighter?

Work together
until it's great?

I got better.
We make friends
with the dean.

Cor? It's 6:00.

You're in your pajamas.
Is everything okay?

I don't want
to talk about it.

Cory and Shawn
had a fight.
Shawn dumped him.

Now, nobody got dumped.

We just agreed
not to see each
other for a while.

And you believe that?

Well, someone from
school called, a Lionel.

Is that your
new boyfriend?

He's just this
guy from school.

If he calls again,
tell him I'm not home.

That's no way
to treat him.
He'll dump you, too.

Hey, everybody.
Hey, Cor.

I had lunch
at Pink's today.

How come I didn't
see you there?

Why would you?

Shawn was there.

Was he alone?

No. He was with
a couple of guys.

A couple of guys.

What are you
so upset about?

Pink's was our place.

Not anymore.

Mother, make her stop.

Cory, what
is going on?

I'll tell you
what's going on.

It's two people
moving in different
directions, that's what.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going in the other room

to watch Lifetime
and have a good cry.

Is everything okay
between him and Topanga?

Great. Never better.

When they kiss,
he enjoys it, right?

Let's just go home
and write our papers, man.

No, no, no, no, no.
We're not gonna have to.

You see, the beauty
of befriending the dean is

he's going to give us
an extension on the paper.

We're never going
to have to do it,
or any paper thereafter.

We're actually never
going to have to
do any real work

until we graduate,
get jobs,
befriend our bosses,

get married,
befriend our wives.

Please, man,
I just want to go to college.
I just want to do the work.

Hey, I like you
too much to
let you do that.

Oh, thanks, man.
Hey.

Oh, Dean?
Not now.

Okay.
Hey, hey, hey.

He's gonna love us.

Oh, Dean?

You don't listen,
do you?

Jack, bow.
What?

Bow your head.

Sir, we'd actually
just like to discuss

with you a paper
that we're writing

and perhaps even
establish the type
of relationship

I had with my
former mentor,
Mr. Feeny.

You know
the kind of people
that have mentors?

People who can't
think for themselves.
Weak people.

You're in college
now, buddy boy.

The big leagues.
The show.

I've got over
25,000 students
in this university,

and each one
of them lined up
to kiss my dean butt,

looking for
an easy way.

But I'm going to
tell you something.

The only easy way
is the hard way.

You don't say much,
pretty boy.

I'm very scared, sir.

Good. That's how
I became the dean.

We are so in.

Cory, I know you and
Shawn are having some
problems right now.

I don't think
this is the time
to bring him up.

Did you know that
Lionel has a really
wonderful singing voice?

Cory, come here.
I want to tell
you something.

Did you enjoy that?

Yes, ma'am.

Okay, good.
Now listen to me.

Being a senior is
a very scary time.

We have a lot
of decisions
we need to make.

Yeah, I know that.
Okay.

And you're probably going
to have your choice
of schools to go to

all over the country.

Yeah, but that doesn't
mean Shawn has to be
upset with me for that.

He's not.

He's just afraid
that his best friend

is moving on and
leaving him behind.

You know,
you're right.
I mean,

he's probably
off somewhere
alone, miserable.

He's in denial.

Three guys.
I'm only with Lionel.

Cory, talk to him.

Shawn?

Boys.

Well, this certainly
appears to be a lot more

than just giving
each other space.

Cory, we agreed that
we were going to
make new friends.

No, you agreed.
I was perfectly happy
with the way things were.

Then explain him!

His name is Lionel.

We met today,
and we are getting
along just famously

because I'm young,
Hunter, I'm vital,
and I have a lot to offer.

Yeah, well,
so do I.

The difference is
I have the dignity

to keep my friendships
personal and private,

not parade them
around in public
for your twisted amusement.

You little punk!

You dirty man!

Cat fight.

(YELLS)

Face it, Matthews.

Our friendship
never made any sense
in the first place.

You're right. Why?

Because we're different.
You're college. I'm townie.

It was only a matter
of time before that
caught up with us.

Then let's end it now
before it lasts any
longer than it did.

No! Now.

Come on, boys.

Cory, why do I
have to be here?

Lionel, it's no secret
that Shawn and I

went through a pretty
brutal breakup.

Now, things
could get ugly.

And if a punch gets thrown,
well, I need you to take it.

I will do that for you.

Okay, great.

Now, knowing Shawn
and how vindictive he is,

he probably has no
intention of giving
me my stuff back.

Where does it end?

Shawn? I know
you're in there.

Not answering.
He must be hurting.
Gosh, I'm loving this.

Kirk,
it's about time...
Oh.

It's you.
I'm having a party.
What?

(LAUGHS) Yeah.
A party, right.

That certainly
is some shindig.

Yeah, you know.
Just pounding down
some sodas,

swapping a few stories
with some close friends.

Close friends?
You hardly know them.

Exactly. So if they
leave, who cares?
Get out, all of you!

Now get back
in there!

You see,
no emotional attachment,
nobody gets hurt.

That's my kind
of friendship, baby.

So, this is it.

I guess so.

Well, it's been
a fun run.

It has been.

Hey. Remember
the time we ate cake
in the Paramus mall?

Cory, please don't.
No emotion.
It's too hard.

Have a nice,
you know...
Whatever.

I don't hate you.

Just go.

Lionel,
we're through here.

Lionel? Lionel.

If you guys ever
play basketball,

make sure there's
plenty of water around

because Cory
tends to dehydrate.

Lionel.

And let him win
once in a while.
He likes that.

And, Lionel,
never eat cake
in Paramus.

That's ours.

Dean Borack!

Dean Borack!

Look, I was a very
good student
in high school.

I can write this paper.
I'm going home.

Fine, go.
High school boy.

What was that about?

What? Nothing.
Didn't mean a thing.

Just that high school
was a very important
time in your life.

Probably the best years
you're ever going to have.

You won a few spelling bees,
you took out the prom queen,

you peaked early.
Good for you.

Dean Borack!

Huh?

Hello, Dean.
Eric Matthews.
My chum Jack.

I was wondering if you
could put on a pot
of coffee, invite us in,

and perhaps we could
discuss the extension
on our papers.

We brought a babka.

A babka?

You bums think
you're going to buy me off
with a stinking babka?

Hildy.

We're going to
meet his daughter.

You're going to
meet my Doberman.

Make no mistake
about it, boys,
I am a nasty, nasty man.

(DOG BARKING)

Leave the babka.

SHAWN: Mr. Feeny?

Mr. Feeny!
(DOOR OPENS)

I was expecting you.
Today, tomorrow,
yesterday.

It was only
a matter of time.

Look, Mr. Feeny.
This is my roommate, Jack.

Why doesn't he
look at me?

I'm afraid, sir.

Mr. Feeny,
we're both
scared, okay?

Tomorrow we've got
to hand in our first
college paper.

What if they find out
we're nothing more
than fakes?

Gentlemen, getting
accepted into college
is not a random act.

You both were accepted
on your merits.

And by virtue
of that alone,
you belong.

Now, what's the topic
of your paper?

It's an open assignment.
You can write on
anything you want.

No rules,
no guidelines,
no parameters.

It doesn't even
have to be in English.

You're kidding, right?

Hmm? No.

Okay, well, the best
advice I can give you

is to write about
something personal.

Perhaps about
the anxiety
you're feeling.

Yes. That's it!

The anxiety.
Mr. Feeny!

Feeny and Eric
back together again.
Just like the old days.

I make you
look so good.

What about you?

I was thinking
of handing in
a paper I wrote

about uncovering
dinosaur fossils
in China.

You got pictures?

Then you got nothing.

Mr. Feeny. I got a message
you wanted to see me.

You have two extra tickets
to Sunday's Eagles game.

Hey, Mr. Feeny. I heard
you had an academic
achievement award for me?

You!
You!

Sting!
Sting!

Oh, sit down!

Mr. Feeny,
why are you
doing this to us?

I asked him
to see you.

(BOTH GASP)

Topanga!
Topanga!

You won't listen to me.
You won't listen
to each other.

Maybe you'll listen
to Mr. Feeny.

Well, it hasn't
happened yet.

But I'll take a shot at it.
Okay, who wants to start?

I have nothing to say.

Me neither.

Okay, that was
my best shot.

What? Mr. Feeny,
these people
are about ready

to throw away
10 years of friendship,

and you call
that your best shot?
Shame on you. Shame.

I show up. I teach.
Why isn't that enough?
Why?

Look, Mr. Feeny,
let's not waste
anyone's time, okay?

Cory and I,
we broke up.

It should have
happened sooner.

But we stayed
together for the kids.

In the class.

You two have been
the best of friends
for as long as I know you.

Now, when did
this problem start?

His problem started
the day he met me.

You didn't think
I was good enough for you
since the day you met me.

The day he met me.

Met me.

(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

Hey!

Want to have
lunch with me?

I don't think
I should.

Those guys say that you
live in a trailer park
and I shouldn't like you.

Oh, well. If you want
to have lunch with me,
I'll be right here.

Hey, Topanga.
Look, I'm a llama.

Look, I'm a...
Whoa! Whoa!

Cory, I told you
not to play
by the llamas!

YOUNG CORY:
Help! Help!

Somebody, help!

Help!

Help!

Hey, thanks
for pulling me out
of the llama pen.

It was fun.

My name's Cory.
I'm Shawn.

Hi. I'm Topanga.

The wife.

I'm sorry I didn't
have lunch with you.
My friends were wrong.

They're not even
my friends.

I'll be your friend.

Really?

Just promise me
when we grow up,

you won't go to
college and leave me.

Okay.

Friends forever?

Forever.

Stop it.
You're boys.

Stop it.
You're boys.

Thank you for pulling me
out of the llama pen.

Thank you
for having
lunch with me.

Oh, here we go.

Cory, I want you to
go to the best college
you can get into.

We'll be best friends
all our lives,
no matter where you go.

And I should have
been more aware
of your insecurities

and how sensitive
you can be.

Do you think
I'm sensitive?

I do.

You know what, Cor?
I'm going to work
real hard.

So whatever college
you get into, I'll be
right there with you.

You mean it?

I've never meant
anything more
in my whole life.

Okay, stop it!

Okay.

We still all have
to be ready for
the possibility

we may end up in
different places.

And that's why
we have to make our
senior year together

the best year
of our lives.

I mean, I applied to
the University of Miami...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You're going to Miami?

You know,
I did tell you that.

If you didn't listen,
that's not my fault.

No, Topanga,
you never
mentioned anything...

You two.
Sit down.

Well, it all started
the day she was nagging
me by the llama pit.

I don't nag!
Ah!

Hi, Dean.

It's about time, sir.

How did you get in here?
It's after hours.
This building is locked.

You're trespassing,
you know that?

You're violating my
personal property.

I could have you
both shock-therapied.

Look, Dean.
We really need
that extension.

In my entire
27-year dean career,

which spans five colleges
on three continents,

including China...

(SPEAKING MANDARIN)

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(CHUCKLING)

Okay, just
bought us a month.

You speak Chinese?

I do.

Cool. All right.
Let's celebrate.

Dean's house?

And insult him by
going anywhere else?