03x22 - Brother Brother

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Matthews.

The teachers got together and,
well, we have a few things for you.

Oh, thanks, guys. Graduation gift?

Confiscation gift.
You get your stuff back like we promised.

Hey! My giant underpants.

These always got a laugh.

And my personal favorite,

the Feeny puppet.

Oh, little George.

We'll leave you two alone.

(mimics Feeny)
Detention, Mr. Matthews.

Detention, Mr. Matthews.

What are you doing
with this ridiculous thing?

It's just a dummy.

I'm not talking to you.

You're gonna miss me,
aren't you, Mr. Feeny?

Am I? Have you heard
from any more colleges?

Oh, yeah. Actually, today I got
turned down from Penn State and BU.

Looks like I'm gonna end up
with my first choice.

That's North Southwestern
San Diego State.

Ah, yes.

Old NSWSDS.

U.

Yeah, you know, I'm on the waiting list so I
should get my official acceptance any day.

Then it's goodbye Philamadelphia.

- Any summer plans?
- Yeah. I'm gonna travel.

I'm gonna spend two months
in my car and see all states.

How do you intend to drive to Hawaii?

I'm gonna drive till they start
speaking Chinese, then hang a U-ie.

Topanga.

So. Here we are. Me and you.
Last day of school, back together.

Back together.

- Did I mention we're back together?
- Refresh my memory.

Listen, I want you to know that
I'm completely secure with our relationship,

and that if you want to spend your summer
away at camp, I am totally OK with it.

- That is so mature.
- 'Cause I'm going with you.

- Cory, it's an all-girls camp.
- What time's swimming?

Cory, it's only one summer.
We will have plenty more together.

I know, but look, this
is the most important summer of our lives.

I mean, it's the summer
of our th year,

and if we don't spend it together
we'll never get it back.

That's really sweet, but it'll only make
our th summer all the more special.

Look, I'll pay you a thousand dollars
to hang out with me.

Cory! It's only two months.
The time is gonna fly

and before you know it
we will be back together.

Back together. Which in Spanish
is "back together, muchacha."

Well, that was a brave front.

(Eric mimics Mr. Feeny) What's the matter,
Mr. Matthews? You seem a little down.

Perhaps some more history homework
would cheer you up? Hm?

Knock it off, Eric. You know
I'm not a big fan of your Feeny puppet.

Come on, Cor.

I mean, I thought everything was great now
that you and Topanga are back together.

Big kiss. Back together. Big kiss.

Hey, hey, hey.
Stay out of my personal life.

Hey, come on, Cory. I mean, Topanga's
leaving for the summer and I'm sorry,

but that's got nothing to do with me.

I got one week left here.
Let's make it great.

Just like old times.

What old times?

OK, fine.
Topanga's going to camp.

And it's an all-girl camp.
But, I mean, there's no thr*at there.

There's more time for us, right?
The boys of summer.

Cory, I'm gonna spend
the next two months traveling with my dad.

The boy of summer.

All right. Just me. Fine.

You know, I thought you said
you were staying home this summer?

Well, I am. I mean,
that's the beauty of a mobile home -

wherever you go, you're home.

So you're leaving too.

Well, not for a couple of days.

- Are you OK, Cor?
- Yeah. Yeah. Fine.

I mean, I can do without my best friend and
my girlfriend for a couple of months, right?

I mean, it's not like
I can't make new friends.

See?

Mom, Dad, I've decided
I'm spending my summer in Atlanta

selling international flags
at the Olympic village.

- No, you're not.
- Well, then, this summer blows.

- Cory, the summer's barely started.
- I know,

Mom, and already I got no Topanga,
I got no Shawn, I got nothing.

Hey, your brother's here
for another week.

Yeah, Cor. Why don't you come
sit with us? Eric's telling us about his trip.

I'm not really interested in Eric's trip.

Oh, you're right, Cor. Why don't we
put my entire cross-country trip on hold

so you can tell us how great the park is?

How is that
monkey-bar restoration coming?

It's a junglegym, Eric.

All right, you know what?
Why don't you tell us

how you're gonna see the Grand Canyon
in four-and-a-half minutes?

By donkey.

Guys, stop the sniping.

Yeah, it'll stop for good
when I leave next week.

There's Eric, always leaving.
Why should I be surprised, right?

"Hey, Cor, wanna sh**t some hoops?
Oh, wait. Here comes Janice."

Or "Hey, Cor, want a ride to school?
Wait, my friends want rides. Sorry."

Oh, gee, Cor, I'd love to stay
and take some more abuse but - oops -

I got more packing to do.

Cory, I'll be your friend this summer.

Thanks, Morgan.

Oops, I forgot.

I have day camp.

- You see?
- Cor, what are you really upset about?

What do you mean?
I'm upset that Topanga's going to camp.

- You think that's it, huh?
- Yeah. I mean, how could she do that?

Cor, she's years old.
She has a right to go to camp.

You know,
you guys never sent me to camp.

- Are you insane?
- We tried to send you to camp

when you were eight,
but we had to come and take you home.

Every day you sent us letters

telling us they were
conducting medical experiments on you.

And they were.

Cor, this is gonna be a great summer.

Things are gonna work out for the best.
They always do.

- You really believe that?
- Yeah. I do.

Eric,

Uh, I just wanna tell you that, um...

I-I know this week
hasn't been the easiest for any of us, but...

Oh, man. Look at this mess.

- Yep. A lot of years to pack away.
- Yeah. But look at my bed.

That's actually
how you left it this morning.

Uh, I certainly don't think it was anywhere
near as bad till you left your mess on it.

Fine. I will move my sock.

Thank you.

Look... Cor, I know your summer's off
to a rough start and everything,

but, uh... look at the good.
I'm gonna be outta here in a week

and you're gonna have
the entire room to yourself.

I've always had this room to myself.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Oh, come on, Eric.

The way you treat me and you gotta ask?
You ignore me.

- We do stuff together.
- Yeah, only when you're stuck.

I mean, you never actually
did anything with me 'cause you wanted to.

What am I supposed to say to that, Cory?

I mean, you're three years
younger than me. I have my own friends.

Yeah? And where
are your friends gonna be next year?

I mean, you guys will all be off at different
colleges, but I'll still be your brother, Eric.

You're right, Cory.
I am a terrible brother.

You know, buddy,
in a week I'm gonna be gone

and I'm gonna be
the best brother you've ever had.

- Whoa. What are you doing with this?
- I'm taking it to college.

Eric, this is my Mike Schmidt
autographed baseball.

- Cor, he signed it to both of us.
- Oh, Eric, you know... Just give it to me.

- Cor, cut it out, seriously. All right. Hey!
- Eric, stop being such a jerk. Give it to me.

Cor, you know something?
You're absolutely right.

- This is your ball.
- Yes!

- You want it?
- Yes!

Yeah, here. Catch!

I can't believe you just did that, Eric.

Oh, Cor, really, please. Don't do that
'cause you're gonna get hurt.

No, I don't think so, OK?

Hey! Hey! Eric.

- Cut it out. Get off of him. Cory.
- Boys, stop it.

- Stop it.
- What is the matter with you two?

- Hey, I tried to be the nice guy.
- Oh, come on, guys.

This is our last week all together
and it's your last week sharing this room.

Yeah, why do I have to share it
for another week?

You know, I don't really
need this anymore.

I'm outta here tomorrow.

- Eric, you are not leaving tomorrow.
- Yeah, I am.

No, maybe you didn't hear me.
You're not leaving tomorrow.

You haven't got
your letter of acceptance to college yet.

I'm on the waiting list.

The official acceptance comes,
like, a day before classes

and I'm not giving this trip up.

Look. You are upset about your brother,
and, Eric, you are not thinking this through.

What is the difference?
A week here, a week there.

Eric, maybe when you're a parent,

and your first child
is about ready to leave home,

you will understand that every day,
every minute makes a difference.

Guys, you don't think
I'm not freaked out about leaving?

Like going to college,
being on my own, doing my own laundry?

I'm having nightmares.
Whites, easy. Darks, easy.

What about my white shirt
with black stripes? What then?

Well, so?

This is tough on all of us.

Look, that's why I think
it's just gonna be easier if I take off now.

You know, we have
this goodbye dinner planned for you.

If you can
move the dinner to tomorrow night,

I'll stay an extra day.

Please.

- We'll think about it.
- Thank you.

And another little bit of advice.

You take that extra day, and you try and
figure out what is bothering your brother.

I've shared that room with him for years.
I have no idea what's bothering him.

Ah, well, maybe that's your answer.

- We're so glad you stayed, Eric.
- Yeah, so am I.

This dinner party's really cool. It was
a good idea having Cory's friends here too.

Well, considering how he feels

about Shawn and Topanga
leaving for the summer

we thought it'd be a good idea for him.

Take your arm off me, man.
You're making me nervous.

Topanga, am I making you nervous?

Uh-huh.

If I may,
I have something more to say.

- Oh, no.
- Shh!

He's gonna be your principal one day.

Oh, no.

Eric, earlier this year,
it was doubtful that you would graduate.

But you responded to the pressure,
applied yourself,

and not only grew as a student,
but as a person.

- And I, for one, couldn't be happier.
- Thank you, Mr. Feeny.

Oh, also, I brought a little gift.

I took the liberty
to pull this and have it framed.

- Your high-school diploma.
- (whooping)

(Eric) Oh, oh, Mr. Feeny.

Oh, thank you.

And I know how much you hate
to be touched, but give me this one, hm?

All right. All right, Eric.

Hey. Hey, buddy,
don't you want to say something?

No, that's OK.

Come on, Cory. He's your brother.
You should say something.

No, I don't have anything planned.

You know,
I really don't think I could've done this

without everyone in this room
believing in me.

That's why this diploma,
which signifies my intelligence,

belongs as much to you

as it does to... I.

- Me.
- I included you.

Oh, dear.

Hang on. I do have a toast to make.
Attention, everybody.

To my brother, Eric,
who's moving out.

And not just for four years,
probably forever.

And I don't even know him.

And now I probably never will.

years in the same room, Eric.

years.

Goodbye.

I-I hope you have a nice life.
I really do.

I'm sorry, everyone.

- That's the last bag. Car's all loaded.
- Yeah, I guess this is it.

Oh, Eric. Are you sure you can't stay
for breakfast? I could fix you an omelet.

Toast, pancakes, muffins.

Pizza.

Ma, you just want me to stay
till the freezer's empty, don't you?

- Does it show?
- Just 'cause I know you.

Well, don't forget
to say goodbye to your brother.

- I didn't see him this morning.
- He slept on the coach.

He's pretty embarrassed about last night.

I gotta tell him there's nothing
to be embarrassed about.

Hey, Cory. Come on, get up.
Your brother's leaving.

Well, he said he was gonna go to the park
to say goodbye to Topanga.

Maybe he already left.

Uh, yeah. You know, um...

Just, uh, tell him goodbye and,
you know, give him a hug for me.

Eric, I mean, we'll hug him, but I don't think
that's gonna make Cory feel any better.

I'm just going off to college.
I mean, I'm still his brother.

Eric, now it's, you know,
"just going off to college."

Then it's gonna be, "Oh, I'm just
getting married." "Just having kids."

But you know that you'll never
be the same brother

as you were upstairs,
sharing that room.

I'm the older brother. I mean,
it's not my fault I'm the older brother.

Yes, but it's not Cory's fault
that he's the younger brother,

who never understood
why your buddies and your girlfriends

always seemed to be
more important to you than him.

He's three years younger than me.

He's got his own girlfriend.
He's got his own buddies.

I bet he'd understand me better now.

Well, it sounds like
you have a lot more in common now.

Yeah, I guess we do.

And three years
isn't that big a difference anymore.

No, I mean, I... You know,
I never really looked at it like that.

I guess Cory and I could be friends now.

His girlfriend's
leaving him for the summer

and his best friend's leaving him
for the summer, and now his brother,

who he's never really had a chance
to get to know as a friend, is leaving.

Forever.

But why aren't you guys upset?

Uh, well, we got to know you.

It's OK. You can leave.

Your father and I
know you're a good guy.

And you have a good heart.

And you've always made us proud.

So I guess this is goodbye.

Uh, uh...

Yeah, uh... You know, I'm...
We're not very good at this.

A few bucks, uh, you know...

- Emergencies, whatever.
- What about the gold card?

No.

Oh, good.
You didn't leave yet.

I wanted to give you something.

Oh, Fluffers.

Your favorite bear.
Are you giving him to me for luck, Morgan?

No. I'm eight years old.
What do I need a stinking bear for?

(sighs)

- Are you gonna miss me, Morgan?
- I already do.

So, I guess there's nothing
left to say, but goodbye.

I, um...

I love you all very much.

- We love you too.
- We love you too. All right?

Go on, get outta here.
You wanna b*at the rush hour.

- Yeah.
- Go on.

I don't know if I wanna go.

Yeah, but yesterday
you could hardly wait to go.

I know. I mean,
usually I'm really looking forward to camp.

I mean, this time I feel like I'm too old for
that. I'd rather spend the summer with you.

- And that scares me.
- Look,

if that's the way you feel, I want you
to have a good time at camp, OK?

I mean, I'm completely secure.

You swear on your life
it's an all-girls camp?

Cory, I want you to have
a great time this summer.

Oh, don't you worry about me.
I mean,

I'll be plenty busy
doing the things I truly love to do.

Oh, Cory.

I can't leave you like this, man.

Shawn.

What are you doing here?

Me and my dad are hitting the road,
so I figured I'd say goodbye.

(bus horn)

- That's my bus.
- (car horn plays "La Cucaracha")

And that's my house.

I should get going.

- I'll miss you.
- Me too.

So, buddy, I'll, uh...

I'll see you in a couple of months, OK?

Yeah.

- Take care of yourself, Shawn.
- Yeah, you too.

It's just a summer, right?
You know, it'll go by quick.

Bye.

Cory Matthews dribbles
at the top of the key.

He looks for the open man. It's...
Cory Matthews. He passes to Matthews.

Matthews sees Matthews
set up for the three.

He feeds Matthews.
Matthews sh**t.

Looks like your team
could use some help.

- Eric.
- Hey, Cor.

I thought you'd be
halfway to Jersey by now.

Yeah, I was.

Then I realized,
here I am going off to college

and I didn't even
get a proper goodbye from my brother.

So that's why you came back?
To say goodbye?

Yeah.

Listen, Eric,
I'm glad you're here, too, because, uh...

...you know, I... I never got to tell you
I'm sorry for the way I've been acting.

Come on, I mean, it's no biggie.
We're brothers. Brothers fight.

Yeah, but, see,
I don't like it when we fight, you know?

And I also don't like it
when I do things like this.

- It's my letter from North Southwestern.
- I know.

I took it from the mailbox yesterday.

I guess I just wasn't ready to let you go.

Eric, I-I feel like I'm just getting
to know you, you know?

I mean, I've always liked you
as a brother, you know,

but I'm just starting
to like you as a friend.

I didn't get in.

What?

They rejected me.

- Uh, maybe it was a mistake.
- It was my mistake.

It was my mistake thinking
I could slack off for three and a half years,

work hard for two months, and get in.

- Man, I really wanted to go to college.
- Hey, Eric. You will, you know.

You take a couple of courses over the
summer, reapply, and you know what?

I bet you get into an even better school.

- You think so?
- Hey. You're my brother.

You know something, Cor?
Maybe you're right.

I mean, maybe I'll even find a school
a little closer to home.

Well, I know where there's an open bed.

- Thanks, Cor.
- Yeah. Think about it while you're gone.

- Where am I going?
- Across the country.

Oh, nah. That trip was to celebrate.
There's nothing to celebrate now.

Oh, Eric. Are you kidding me?
Come on, a trip like that?

That's something you never forget.

You know something, Cor?
You're right.

Maybe there is something to celebrate.
I'm gonna take that trip.

- First thing in the morning.
- Why wait?

I gotta wait for you to go home and pack.

- Me?
- Yeah.

Two months on the road.

I can't think of anybody else
who I'd rather share the car with.

It's gonna be a summer
we'll never forget.

Things always seem
to work out for the best.

I've always believed that.

And on day two we see Virginia
and Washington, DC.

Now, don't forget to give yourselves
at least a day in Boston.

Oh. The Cheers bar.
Maybe they'll know my name.

I was thinking more along the lines
of Bunker Hill, Old North Church...

We have to remember,
we're on a strict budget.

That's true. But we could always
sleep in President Lincoln's lap.

Yeah, yeah.

- Alan.
- Uh...

Oh, well...

...see Washington.

You guys are good together.

OK, that's all we need.
The road's a-calling.

- Bye.
- Great, see you.

- Have a good trip.
- See you.

Thanks, Daddy-o. Bye, Mommy.

Hey, now. Remember,

part of the deal of this trip is that you
check out some colleges along the way.

It's the whole reason we're going.
Tulane, Ball State, uh...

...Memphis State, uh, State...

Eric. What makes you think
I would want to spend my summer -

the summer of my th year -
seeing a bunch of colleges?

Because we're seeing them
on our way to here.

"Myrtle Beach, South Beach,
Fort Lauderdale,

South Padre Island,
Malibu?"

Smithsonian.

- Yeah, right!
- Yeah, right!