Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

You know, I just want
to thank you both

for convincing Eric
to move back in with us.

You know, it's really great
to have you back, buddy.

Well, you know something?
I'm happy to be back.

Nice kiss.

Thank you, Jack.

You see, Shawn, all it
took was you and me

to get them to settle
their differences.

Cory and Shawn forever.
Best friends.

Best friends forever.

Cory, why are you looking
at me like that?

Cory, what...

(GRUNTING)

Cory!

(SCREAMS)

Cory.
Shawn.

Don't tell me. Is it the
puppet nightmare again?

Yeah, it was the
puppet nightmare.

He was chasing me
on foot.

He had a g*n.

Wow. You okay?

(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, I'm okay.

Well, good.
Let's get some sleep.

I got that speech
for Feeny tomorrow.

I've got to be fresh
if I'm gonna fake it.

Okay.

Good night, Cor.

Nighty-night, Shawn.

Shawn?

Yeah, Cor?

You're my best friend.

Thanks, Cor.

Now, watch closely as I slowly
pour the milk into the hat.

Mr. Hunter, your speech
is on Louis Pasteur.

I don't see what that has to
do with making milk disappear.

This has everything to
do with Lou. Trust me.

Now, does anyone in the audience
happen to have a piece of magic rope?

Look at that.
Mr. Matthews.

Why don't you
come down here?

I hate teaching.

May I please have
that magic rope?

Yes, you may.

Now, what a lot of people
don't know about Lou...

(SCREAMING)

(SIGHS)

That little curly-headed boyfriend
of yours is driving me insane.

Is he still
having nightmares?

No, no, no. Not anymore.

He hasn't slept
in three days.

I turn off the lights

and I hear him moving around
in the dark like a rat.

I wake up the next morning, the closets
are reorganized, my shorts are ironed,

and my hair's been moussed.

Oh, my poor Cory.

Hot coffee
coming through.

Hey, thanks, Cor.

These are mine.
Get your own.

Cory, drinking coffee to avoid your
nightmares is not the solution.

Who said I was
having nightmares?

I did, you loony!

Why would you say
I was having night...

Oh, I'm not mad
at you. Not you.

Not Shawnie Shawn.

Hey, how's the mousse
holding up, huh?

It looks good.
Yes, it does.

Eric...

Mmm, Xena,
my warrior princess.

Eric!
(EXCLAIMS)

Aw, you're not my warrior
princess, you're my mommy.

Honey, you sleeping on the
couch is just not working out.

And whose fault is that?

Turning my room into
a nursery for him.

You know something, Morgan,
you've got a big room.

Wouldn't it be fun if... No.

But, but...
No.

Are you sure
you don't want...

No.

Hey, Cory, Cory,
Cory, wait.

You know, we've got
an hour before class.

Why don't you
take a nap?

I don't need a nap, I
need to paint a house.

I'll race you
to the door.

I win, I win.

Eric?

What are you
doing here?

I've decided to live
with you guys.

You know, I just think it'd
be so great, you know,

I have this great brother
and brother's friend,

and I think the three of us
together, we really would be...

Hello, roomie!
(SCREAMS)

Roomie?

Oh, Jack, look.
It's a homeless man.

Oh, how sad.

Yeah, the poor guy.

Eric?

Morning.

Eric, get up right now.

You are coming back home with us.
This is ridiculous.

No, I don't
want your pity.

Oh, come on, man. You can
have your old room back.

You haven't
rented it out yet?

No.
Really?

No. We've been hoping
you'd come back home.

Right, hon? (EXCLAIMS
IN DISGUST) "Hon"?

"Hon"? Is that what I'm gonna be
hearing hours a week? Huh?

Oh, come on, Eric.

Oh, I get it. I'm Eric,
but you're "hon."

Looking for a roommate!

Eric,
what are you doing?

What am I doing?
I'm being a man.

I am standing on
my own two feet.

I'm gonna hold on to a
little bit of my dignity.

Please! Someone take pity
upon my wretched soul!

I'm looking
for a roommate.

Hey, I was looking first.

No, I mean,
I have an apartment.

I'm looking for
someone to share it.

Oh, hey, good luck
to you, then.

Looking for a roommate!

All right, now, let's
continue our discussion

of William Shakespeare's
Hamlet.

Mr. Matthews!
Mr. Matthews!

Mr. Matthews,
I would appreciate it

if you would stay conscious
during my class.

I'm conscious.

Wonderful.

Now, where were we?

Ah, yes.

"To sleep,
perchance to dream,

"ay, there's the rub. For
in that sleep of death..."

(WHISPERING) Shawn.

Shawn, you can't
let me go to sleep.

Shawn?

Great.

(BELL RINGS)

That's right. Scurry off to
your mundane little lives.

Mr. Matthews,

you are acting very odd.

I've been having
dreams, Mr. Feeny.

Dreams about k*lling
someone very close to me.

Mr. Hunter.

Yes, yes! How did you know?
You are brilliant.

It's been k*lling me, I
haven't been able to sleep.

There's nothing
to worry about, Cory.

k*lling your best friend is
a common theme in dreams.

It's perfectly normal.

Well, how normal? Because, you
see, I have this one dream

where I push Shawn...

Down an empty
elevator shaft.

Yes!

The elevator shaft
represents the ups and downs

of your friendship
with Mr. Hunter.

Ups and downs.
Mmm-hmm.

That's interesting.

You see, Mr. Hunter, in his search
for peace and harmony in his life,

causes you pain.

How?

By putting an incredible
amount of pressure on you

to help him in his search.

Annoying, isn't it?

So, how do I stop
these dreams?

You forgive him.

Forgiveness, of course.

He hurt you, and now
you're hurting him back.

(SCOFFS) Forgive and
the dreams will stop.

Okay. Thank you,
Mr. Feeny.

Anytime, Mr. Matthews,
anytime.

Well, what's that?

Hey, you know how
I didn't get you

a birthday present
last year?

Well, here you go.

Shawn, I have to
tell you something.

Tell me after you
open the present.

Well, okay.

Wow, my own personalized
baseball bat.

Too cool.

(BASEBALL ORGAN MUSIC
PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Die, Shawn, die!

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

You have to
let me explain.

Explain what?

My best friend screams
he wants to k*ll me

in front of the whole class.
What's to explain?

Well, I lied about
the puppet dream.

No kidding.

These are not good dreams
I'm having, Shawn.

I k*ll you in every one of them.
I k*ll you good.

Like how?

Well, I fed you
thumbtack soup.

I poured hot lava
down your pants.

I pulled your heart out
with salad tongs.

I set fire to your tie.

I shredded you over pasta
with a cheese grater.

I dressed you up
like a rooster

and entered you
in a cockfight.

Hmmm. How'd I do?

Well, you won!
(LAUGHS)

But the crowd cried "fix,"
and it got ugly.

I'm sorry, Shawn.

They're dreams.
Get some sleep.

Well, you know, I think
there may be a solution.

In my last dream,
Feeny was there.

He told me all I had to
do to stop these dreams

was to forgive you.

Forgive me for what?

Well, I don't think
that's important.

What's important is I
forgive you, Shawn, okay?

You're forgiven, %
forgiven, forgiven, forgiven.

And now I'm all better.

So, you're going
to sleep tonight?

Oh, yeah.
Thanks to Mr. Feeny,

I'm finally gonna get
a good night's sleep

and go back to
my normal dream.

The one where you win the
Miss Costa Rica pageant?

I wish peace for
all the little ninos.

Dude!

Look at this place.

Oh, there is just no way
that I can afford this.

Pay whatever you can. It gets
a little lonely around here.

I just can't seem
to keep a roommate.

What? You can't keep a
roommate in a place like this?

Oh, wait a second,
I know. Bad neighbors.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Oh, hey, Sheila.

Hi, Adam. This package came for you today.
I signed for it.

(CHUCKLES)
Who's the cutie?

Eric Matthews,
Sheila Shagher.

(LAUGHING)
Oh, behave.

She lives next door.
Eric's my new roommate.

Well, I'll have to come around more
often to borrow a cup of sugar.

Why stop at a cup?

(LAUGHS) Well, I have to run,
but it was nice meeting you.

You, too.

Dude, dude,
dude, dude, dude!

How is it you have any trouble
at all keeping a roommate?

Beats me.

(SCREAMING)

Not again.

It was raining.

You had a new umbrella.

You let me take
a look at it.

And then, I shoved it
down your throat,

and I opened it.

You opened it?

Oh, Shawn,
I Mary Poppined you.

Why?

Why?

Why?

Cory, it's the middle of the night.
Where are you going?

(DOOR CLOSES)

You gave me bad
advice, Feeny.

What do you mean?

You were in my dream,
Mr. Feeny,

and you gave me
advice that sucked.

I'm not responsible
for dream Feeny.

Why don't you start
from the beginning?

Every time I fall asleep, I
dream that I k*ll Shawn.

Now, what kind
of person am I

that would want
my best friend dead?

Well, now, you know you
don't want Shawn dead.

Oh, how do you know
who I want dead?

Cory, you mustn't
take dreams literally.

They can be interpreted
in many ways.

Why am I k*lling Shawn?

I really don't know.

You know, Freud
says that, uh,

dreams come from
our unconscious.

Repressed thoughts that
have to be confronted.

But in the dream state,
they're not quite clear.

(SCOFFS) It's quite
clear I'm k*lling Shawn.

You're dreaming about
it for a reason.

What's the reason?

Well, you wake up
every time screaming?

Yeah.

After you k*ll Shawn?

Well, actually, I've
never seen him die,

but, I mean, I did some pretty
bad stuff to him, Mr. Feeny.

He didn't
stand a chance.

Oh, so you always woke up
before you actually k*lled him?

Yeah, but I...

You're right.

I've never
finished the dream.


That's the key,
Mr. Matthews.

Perhaps if you
finish the dream,

you'll find out
what it means.

Dude, that whole
bedroom's for me?

It's bigger than my parents' house.
What are you watching?

Weather channel.
Want to join me?

Sure.

Whoa! Not there.

What's the matter?
What's the matter?

My mother's chair.

Oh, sorry.
She coming over?

No, she's dead.

Oh, I'm sorry, man.

Thank you.

I love her very much.

I'll just go
crash over there.

(PHONE RINGING)

Eric, will you
get that, please?

Yeah.

Hello?

Eric, it's me, Adam.

You can't sit
there, either.

Dude, what are
you doing?

(WHISPERING)
Eric, I'm on the phone.

Eric?

Yes, Adam?

That's where
Uncle Dave died.

(CUCKOO CLOCK CHIMING)

It's time to
feed the bird.

We have a bird? How come I
haven't seen this bird?

Want to help me
feed her?

Yeah, man. I love birds.

All kinds of birds?

Every one of them.

Okay.

Where's the birdie?
Where's the pretty birdie?

Where's the pretty bir...

Her name's Nellie. I've
had her since I was two.

She's the best
bird ever.

She normally doesn't like
people, but look at her!

She sure likes you.

Polly want a cr*cker?

Polly want an autopsy!

That's a dead bird!

Not to me.

That is just
sick and weird.

What's wrong
with you?

What's wrong with you, talking
in front of her like that?

Sorry, Nellie.

(AS PARROT) It's not
your fault, Adam.

All right, all right, that's it, that's it.
I'm out of here.

(WHISPERING)
And it is so his fault.

Great. Leave!

Everybody leaves me.

I wonder why!

I thought you
were different.

You're just like
everybody else.

Nobody cares about me,
nobody wants me.

Forever alone.
I hate the silence.

I know how you feel.

No, you don't.

Yeah, I really do.

I was kicked out
by my family,

betrayed by
my closest friends,

thrown out into this crazy
world all by myself.

Nowhere to go, nowhere
to live, alone.

So, you'll stay?

No.

Hi, Eric.

I did it again, locked myself
out after taking a shower.

At least this time
I remembered the towel.

Mind if I hang with you guys
till my roommate comes back?

Maybe I'll stay.

(AS PARROT) Adam, he's gonna stay.
Hello, hello!

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

You see, Shawn, all it
took was you and me

to get them to settle
their differences.

Cory and Shawn forever.
Best friends.

Best friends forever.

Cory, why are you looking
at me like that?

Cory, what...

(GRUNTING)

Cory!

You have to go.

(SCREAMING)

Shawn!

(SCREAMING) Shawn!

Cory, what are
you doing?

Shoving everyone down
the elevator shaft.

Guess who's next?

(SCREAMING)

Rachel!

Rachel...
(SCREAMING)

Angela, come on.
Everybody's doing it.

Doing what?

This.

(SCREAMING)

LAUREN: Hi, Cory.

Lauren?

What are you doing here? I'm over you.
You shouldn't be here.

I'm not Lauren.

Then who are you?

I'm everything
you're giving up.

The girls you'll
never get to meet.

The places you'll
never get to go.

The life
you'll never have.

I don't understand.

Bye, Cory.

Wait!

TOPANGA: Cory?

Topanga?

Where is everybody?

I k*lled them.

For us.

I know.

I miss them.

I miss them, too.

You can wake up now.

Cory?

Cory, wake up. You've
been sleeping all night.

Morning, sunshine.

Hey.

Did you dream?

Yeah.

What did you
dream about?

I dreamed about you.

Oh, good.
So, you're okay now?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Good. Have a good day.

Bye.
Bye.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

You're not okay,
are you?

Do you think I'm rushing
into marriage?

You've been rushing into marriage
since you were two years old.

I mean, nothing's gonna change
between you and me, is it?

Is that what you've
been dreaming about?

No, I'm just...

I guess I'm afraid
that after I get married

everything's
gonna change.

Well, yeah, it will.
It has to.

I don't want it to.

Okay, Nellie. Okay, beg.
Okay, now roll over.

Okay. Hey, play dead,
play dead.

(LAUGHING) Okay!

Good bird, good bird!

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Eric, it's me, Adam.

(LAUGHING)
Hey, man, what's up?

I just think it's great
how you and Nellie

have been getting
along so well.

Yeah, well,
I love poultry.

Anyway, I mean, you and I have
been getting along so well that...

Excuse me.
Oh, sorry.

That I think it's time
you finally met my mom.

(LAUGHING) Your mom?

But, dude, I thought
that your mother was...

ADAM: Mom, I want you to
meet my new roommate.

(IN WOMAN'S VOICE)
Is he a good boy?

(IN NORMAL VOICE)
He's a very good boy.

(IN WOMAN'S VOICE) I'm glad,
'cause your last roommate

was a very,
very bad boy.

(IN NORMAL VOICE) That's why I
took care of him for you, Mom.

(IN OLDER MAN'S VOICE) What? You
don't say hello to your grandpa?