All language subtitles for Boy Meets World s04e14 Wheels.eng

So tomorrow's
the big day, huh?

Yup. Tomorrow morning
Cory Matthews turns 16 and mobile.

And I have worked out
all the details for our big birthday road trip.

You can get
your father's car tomorrow night, right?

Well, naturally.
I'm 16, it's my right.

He's probably
filling up the tank for me right now.

This is a life landmark.

This is the first
Cory drives road trip.

The point is, we are
merely guests of the car, the wind, and destiny.

No, no. The point is,
a license says we are adults with cars

who can see
R-rated movies.

I'm not going with you guys
to some R-rated movie.

Uh, Van Damme
takes his shirt off.

(EXCLAIMS)

And that is only
the beginning.

The best part is,
we are seeing it in Atlantic City.

Why would we go to
Atlantic City when we can see it right here?

Because we can.

Because we can
go anywhere.

Because tomorrow
I got wheels.

I am free
and independent.

Tomorrow I am a man!

Who gets a clown burger?

I collect
the little hats.

Alan, why aren't you
at the store?

Oh, I had Eric
open the store.

I got big plans today.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah. It's Cory day.

I'm gonna take him
down to the DMV,

watch him take
his driver's test, and off to Woody's Roadhouse

for a lethal dose
of home fries, steak, and eggs.

Just like you did
with Eric.

Mmm-hmm. My dad
did it with me.

A Matthews men's
license day tradition.

I washed the car
so it'll look good

in the picture I'm
gonna take after he passes his test.

Does, uh, Cory know
about these plans, honey?

Mmm-mmm. Matthews
men tradition.

You don't
have to tell 'em. It's in the genes.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

Cory's driving a car.

Without a license?

Hey. I passed
my driver's test.

I got my license.

Well, my temp
license anyway. See?

Honey, that's great.

Alan, isn't that great?

(STAMMERING)
Yeah, that's great, Cor.

Uh, happy birthday.

Yeah, that's
really great.

Uh, Mom, is it just me,

or were they happier
for me down at the DMV?

(SIGHS) Oh, actually,
Cory, your dad's a little let down.

He kind of thought
you might want to do this with him.

He did?
Yeah.

Yeah, but he never said
anything. We didn't have anything planned.

Boy, I went
with my dad.

Dad.

Hey, uh, listen,
sorry about this whole thing.

Uh, I didn't know
it was such a big deal to you.

'Cause, you know,
Topanga got her license and Shawn got his,

and they wanted to be
with me when I got mine.

I didn't want
to disappoint 'em.

Yeah, I got it.

Okay. So, uh,
we're cool?

Yeah, we're cool.

Cool enough for you
to give me the keys?

Why not?

Got a couple of
errands to run.

I wouldn't mind being
chauffeured around for a change, huh?

So, road trip.
You got the keys yet?

Oh, uh, you meant
with your friends.

Okay.
Well, no, no. You could come, too.

What?

Kind of road trip
would it be

without good old
Mr. Matthews?

Was what
I was gonna say.

And now I'm done.

Hey, I'll tell you what.

I do have a couple
of errands to run.

It'll take me
a couple hours, but then when I come back,

the car's all yours.
All right, buddy?

Yeah. If you're all right,
I'm all right.

Hey, I've waited
16 years, right?

I can wait
a couple hours.

I'm Cory. I'm 16,

and I'm going
to Atlantic City to see an R-rated movie.

(LAUGHING)

Uh, here, Morgan,
let me help you make the matinee.

Daddy!

Wow. Look at her go.

Hi.
Hi. Um...

Look, I know I told you
a couple of hours,

but, um, you know,
one thing led to another, and...

You know how it is.

Actually, no.
Having never actually had the car,

I don't know how it is.
How is it?

Well, look.

Here are the keys.

The car is yours.

Go do what
you want to do.

See, actually, Dad,
what I wanted to do

was go on a road trip
with Shawn and Topanga,

who waited here
for five hours,

and then they realized
they had lives and went home.

Fine. Go pick 'em up.
Take 'em for a drive.

Fine, I will.

Just make sure
you're back in time for your birthday dinner.

Well, wait a minute.
You never...

No, there was
nothing ever mentioned about a birthday dinner.

Cory, why would anyone
have to mention it?

We've had dinner on your
birthday every year since you've been alive.

But I've never
been alive with a license, Dad,

so this year,
road trip.

So we'll see you
at Chubbie's in 45 minutes.

Forty-five...
Dad, that's barely even worth it.

Fine. Give me the keys.

Fine. Take 'em.

Aw, what's the matter,
birthday brother?

Something got you
terribly, terribly sad?

Eric, when you were 16...

Yeah, I had the same
great hair.

Listen, did Dad
still treat you like you were six?

No. He weirded out
a little bit on me because, you know,

I got my license
and made him feel old,

and he went out and
bought a cemetery plot and everything,

but I bet you
it's not nearly as bad as he's treating you.

'Cause he likes you better.

Yup, he does, he does.

Well, that,
and he still had you around.

Well, he's got Morgan.

Girl.
What?

You're his
last son, son.

Now you're old enough to
drive away and leave him alone with Morgan,

who goes to...

Art class.

And...

Ballet.

Yeah. See,
the only reason

you're not cruising down
that turnpike right now

with your arm
around Topanga

and Shawn
in the back going, "Whoo, whoo, whoo,"

is because Morgan's
his first daughter

and not his
third son, son.

What?

Down, set, hike.

Buttonhook.

Ow! Why'd you do that?

Because I called
a buttonhook, you woman.

I didn't say
stop and go.

I didn't say
down and out.

I didn't say post.
I said buttonhook.

Now was the ball
not there waiting for you?

If you don't
stop yelling,

I'm going upstairs to play
with Barbie and Skipper.

No, no.
Don't do that.

Here, put these on.

I don't want to wear
boxing mittens.

I don't know
how they work.

Morgan, they're not
boxing mittens, okay?

They're boxing gloves,
and they don't work. You just hit me.

Ah!

Now we're
getting somewhere.

Fine. I'm glad
you're happy.

I have to change
into my party dress for your party.

No dress. Wear pants.

Keep the helmet on,

and call a doctor.

I don't want you to think
that I'm not having a dandy time here at Chubbie's,

where we always
went 'cause we could walk here,

but could we just do
the cake thing and then hit the open road?

Will you stop telling
Cory to ditch his own birthday party?

And you, put
a smile on your face and behave yourself.

Guys, we rented the room.
You don't have to whisper.

Sorry, Dad.

Um, listen, thank you,
thank you guys for the party.

It's really nice,
but, uh,

there's this movie
we're trying to make.

What movie?

101 Dalmatians.

Would you finally grow up?

We're going to see
the new Van Damme movie.

Aha, well, wouldn't that
be an R-rated movie?

Dad, come on, I'm 16.

I'm not a little kid
anymore.

Here's your
clown burger.

I told them it was
your birthday, so they threw in an extra hat.

Whoo-hoo!

I mean, whoo-hoo.

Cory, I understand
you're 16,

and yet you have to be 17
to get in without an adult.

Fine, no movie.

Thank you.

No biggie, no biggie.

There's got to be tons
of other stuff we can do in Atlantic City.

Let's hit those
tables, huh?

You really don't want
to do anything at all, do you?

You want to sneak
into an R-rated film in another state?

I'm not just gonna
give you my blessing.

Alan, it's
his birthday.

Whoa, whoa,
wait a minute.

Dad, I wasn't asking you
for your blessing here.

I just wanted
to go somewhere with my friends.

Cory, this is
your father.

You think because you
got a license, you can do whatever you want.

No. I just want
to go somewhere with my friends.

I don't care where I go.
I just want to go.

I'll tell you what.

You want to take
a road trip?

You want to go off
with your friends?

That's the first
adult decision you're gonna make?

Yeah.

Fine.

There you go, pal.

Come on, let's go.
Yes.

I don't know. I mean,
part of me knows

I shouldn't get in
that car with them,

but then there's
the other side of me,

which isn't sensible
or mature at all,

wants to get in
that car with them and go, "a-oo-ga."

Thank you for your
attention at this very difficult time.

You are gonna
go after them, aren't you?

No, Amy, I'm not.

* Happy, happy,
happy birthday

* Happy, happy,
happy birthda-hay

* It's his day,
his day of birth

* Yeah, that's right,
his first day on earth

* Happy bir-ir-ir-irthday,
yeah *

I missed something,
didn't I?

So, here we are,
on our own,

driving down
the open road.

Just me, my Topanga,
and my Shawn,

and a big full moon
right behind us.

Cory, those
are headlights. (HORN HONKS)

Come around me.
Come around me, please.

Cory, can you drive
a little faster?

'Cause there's like
20 cars jammed up behind us.

Shawn, I happen
to be cruising at... What's it say?

I can't look down
or we'll crash.

18 miles an hour.

I'm up to 18.

I hope this thing
has air bags.

(BELL RINGS)

Cory, a bicycle
just passed you.

Come around me.
Come around me, please.

No. See, it's already...
It's already... Nah.

Fine, fine.
I'll go faster.

How much farther
to Atlantic City?

What's the difference?
We're all gonna die here.

Speaking of that, I think
we should call your folks and let them know we're okay.

Forget it. I'm not
calling my dad, okay?

Kids have to call.

That's just what
my dad expects his little kid to do.

Cory, I don't get it.
You and your father have always gotten along great.

Yeah, 'cause I've
always been safe and dependable Cory.

Well, tonight
a new Cory is born.

Dark, wild Cory,
built for speed.

Twenty-four, 25, 26.

Look at me. I'm
breaking the law.

(SIREN WAILING)

Well, we all
saw that coming.

Uh, listen, with all due
respect, Officer Dibble,

um, I was on a country road
going 26 miles an hour.

In a 25-mile zone, son.

Forget it, Cory.
It's a stinking speed trap.

Call your dad.

No way I'm
calling my dad.

Then I guess
you'll see the judge.

(LAUGHS) The judge?

One mile over,
you call in the judge?

Don't you people have
anything better to do in this town?

It's not a town.
It's a speed trap.

Now you can avoid
a trial altogether by just paying the fine.

Fine, I'll pay the fine.
How much?

$200.

For one mile
over the speed limit?

It's a speed trap.

Is this not getting
through to you?

Call your dad.

No way I am calling my dad.
Is this not getting through to you?

All rise!

The court
of Judge Hubert Lamb is now in session.

Judge Lamb?

(LAUGHS) I think
I'll take my chances with Judge Lamb.

Bring him up here.

(CLEARS THROAT)

ALAN: Cor! Cory.
Hey, Cory. What?

Hey, Cory. Hey,
what day is today?

What day is today?
Huh?

What day is today?
My birthday.

(LAUGHS) That's right.

Can you take a picture
of them? Sure, pal.

This is Iron Sheik,
and he's the bad guy.

Uh-huh.

This is Iron Sheik.

He's a good guy.

This is Hulk Hogan.
He's a good guy.

And this is Big John Stud,
and he's a good guy.

Yeah?

Take it?
Yeah. Yeah, I got it.

(CROWD CHEERING)

ALAN: Yeah, Cory!

Whoops! Hey, come here!
Over here!

Come here, come here!
You won the game, Son! Good job!

(SIGHS)
I'm sure he's okay.

Oh, I know.
He's just trying to prove something to us, to me.

You know,
I just feel bad.

Well, hey, you guys
had plans. He broke 'em.

Yeah, but we didn't
really have plans.

I just assumed
that he'd run in and wake me up

and drag me down to
the DMV, you know,

like he always used
to do, you know,

like he used to
always run in the room

and wake me up
and drag me places.

(CHUCKLES)
When he was... (SIGHS) Younger.

Yeah. He was
five-years-old.

He dragged you out of bed
to show you his lost tooth.

Well, I miss that.

Alan, he's growing up.
He's not doing anything wrong.

Well, I'm
growing up, too.

And you're not doing
anything wrong either.

Hey, Mom, you gonna
help me do my hair, or what?

Hey, Morgan, how about
I help you do your hair?

Are you kidding me?

Yes, I am kidding you.

Okay, uh, I've got
one thing to tell you

that's gonna make you
feel real good,

and then I've got
another thing to tell you

that's gonna scare
the hell out of you.

Which would you
like first?

Feel good.

Ultimately, the reason
that I never had a son

is because of
the sheer weight of responsibility

for another human life
is so enormous, so daunting,

that I genuinely
didn't know if I was up to it.

Oh, come on.
You're a teacher.

Your whole life's
about kids.

No, no, no.
My job is about kids.

My life is my own,
unlike yours,

which hasn't been
your own since the day Eric was born.

(SCOFFS)
What are you saying? I'm a hostage?

Yes. That's exactly
what I'm saying.

You are a hostage to
extreme emotional joys

and disappointments,
which your children will bring you

for as long
as you live.

One day you're putting
on training wheels.

The next day
you're teaching them how to drive.

Of course, the first
thing they want to do is drive away from you.

Mmm-hmm.

You're right.
It scares the hell out of me.

So, now tell me the part
that makes me feel good.

Mmm...

What?

That was
the good part.

Where?

You know,
the emotional joys,

you had children
and I didn't,

and how lucky you are,
and emotional joys,

and, uh, joys.

How bad is it, George?

Well, I just had
a phone call from Cory.

Is he all right?
No, he's fine. It's nothing like that.

Good, good.

He's on trial.

I clocked the vehicle,
Your Honor,

traveling in excess of
the posted speed limit.

One mile over.

The law is the law, boy,

and we obey the law
in my courtroom,

and if you speak
out of turn again, I'll hang you.

You would hang me
on my birthday?

It's your birthday
under oath?

Under oath,
Your Honor.

You want a dog or a hat?

What?

Hey, how about a sword?

Here, have a sword.

Wow, cool.

Look what I got.

Yeah, yeah,
that's cool.

Sidebar, Your Honor?

Cory, the first thing
I learned on the street

is that any judge
who spontaneously makes you balloon toys

will, at the end
of the day, actually hang you.

It's my sword,
and I'm not sharing it.

So, what brings a freshly
licensed 16-year-old kid from Philly

all the way out here?

Well, I wanted to drive.

They said I could drive,
so I just drove,

but my dad refuses
to accept that I'm not his little kid anymore.

You know, he wants
to keep me at home,

watch games,
play football,

so I just got my friends,
I got the keys, and drove.

I feel I did right.

Your Honor, sir, hi,
Topanga Lawrence.

Um, I just wanted
to say that I can pay Cory's fine

if you'll just tell me
where the nearest ATM is located.

(LAUGHS)

There's no ATM.
You're in the middle of nowhere.

Oh. Okay, well,
in that case,

all I can say
is that, um,

Cory is a very nice boy
who never hurt anybody,

and if you do anything
to him on his first day of driving,

then I just think
you are a mean, mean...

Dog or hat?

Could it be
a princess hat?

You got it.

There you go.

Thanks.

Um, tell you what
I'm gonna do, son.

Gonna drop all
the charges right now

if you'll take this quarter
and go to that phone there and call your dad

and tell him
you were wrong.

No.
Cory.

I'm sorry. I don't
believe I'm wrong.

Well, I don't believe
I'm wrong either, Cory.

You didn't have
to come here, Dad.

George Feeny told me
you called. You should have called me.

Why? So you could come
to the rescue again?

Prove once again what
a little helpless kid I am?

Cory, you are my son.

You'll always be my son,

whether you're six
or you're 60,

and your problem
is my problem.

Now, I'm always gonna
be there for you.

Now, that is never
gonna change.

I just want you to treat me
as someone who can handle his own problems, Dad.

I want you to treat me
like an adult.

All right,
I've heard enough.

This court is ready
to pronounce sentence.

Cory Matthews and
Cory Matthews' father,

approach the bench.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I hereby sentence you
to, uh, two years.

What?

Today is your
16th birthday, son.

That means you have
two years more of being a kid.

Now I know that seems like
hard labor when you have a license in your hand,

but from what I can surmise
of your home life,

you're luckier, Cory,
than most who appear before me.

And you, dad,

I sentence you to
take those two years and cherish them,

because they go by
too fast.

Yes, they do,
don't they?

Mmm. It's a speed trap.

ALAN: You set? Go.
No, no, no. Whoa, whoa!

(LAUGHING)
Go forward. Forward. Push it forward.

That's it. Okay. Go on.
Hey, there you go.

Oh, you should
get your license.

(LAUGHING)
Happy birthday, Son.

Thanks, Dad. So, uh,
when do you think

there's
gonna be tension between us again?

Well, we just got through
the driver's license thing,

so probably the next time
we fight, it'll be over your choice of college.

Dad, I'm not going
to college.

Well, then it'll be over
the job you want to get.

Circus clown.

Well, I guess
we'll have to fight

over the woman
you're gonna marry.

Dad, Topanga and I
have already run off to Vegas.

Amy!

AMY: No more kids!

Well, I guess I'm stuck.
I guess you are.

What are you gonna
do about it, punk?

You wanna...
You wanna make something of it?

Come on, come on,
come on.

Come on, yeah!

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