10 Things I Hate About You

On "10 Things I hate About You"...

Chastity, I have something to tell you. I'm the one who kissed Joey.

Kat, just get in the car and drive.

I will see you at school tomorrow!

I heard some good news today. Someone got suspended.

Who was it again? Oh, that's right,

it was you.

Thanks to you, I'm still an Ivy League candidate.

You're also a liar. What?

This whole time, you've been telling me this is about your principles.

You forgot to mention your principles drive a motorcycle.

So it was Patrick's bag. That's not why I left.

Dad!

Creamed corn for breakfast? You know, corn comes in these cool little flakes now.

I'm not going to eat it.

I'm going to pour it in the toilet and tell Dad I threw up.

Ah, trying to stay home from school.

Use minestrone. It's more believable.

Do we have any? If I show my face,

Chastity will torture me for being with Joey.

Ha, got you. Morning, Dad. Hi, Daddy.

Morning, sweetie. Creamed corn for breakfast?

Uh, yeah. I was in the mood for something creamy.

Let me heat it up. Otherwise, it might end up in the toilet.

Go get ready. Since your sister lost her driving privileges,

I'm taking you to school. And I'll be riding the bus,

which is totally fair.

I accept my punishment without protest. Dad, enough with the silent treatment.

How can I earn your trust back? Drug test? Polygraph?

I'll do anything.

Okay. Stop seeing that deep-voiced man-boy.

Patrick Verona and I are not seeing each other.

And even if we were, which we're not,

you can't just tell me to stop. Oh, I thought I could.

Let's compare copies of the parents' handbook.

Oh, wait. You don't have one. It's not his fault I got suspended.

I see. He's not the killer.

He just happens to be around whenever a body shows up.

Kat, you lied to me.

You didn't do that before you met him. I didn't lie.

I just didn't mention it because I didn't want you to overreact.

I was trying to prevent this.

So you were just being considerate. Pardon me for not saying thank you.

I don't trust him.

Forget about him. Trust me. That's the problem.

Now I don't trust you around him.

Dad, you don't even know him.

You're right. I should get to know him better.

Invite him over for dinner. You can't be serious.

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU Episode 12: "DON'T TRUST ME".

Five alive, I've been looking for you all morning.

You won't believe this awesome dream I had last night.

I had just shaved my chest, and you were rubbing warm oil--

Joey, no PDA.

Why not? Chastity knows we're together now.

Because I had a dream, too,

where she assaulted me with a frozen yogurt

and then threatened to kill me. Oh, wait. Not a dream.

Relax. It's been a whole weekend.

I'm sure she's over it by now. Here she comes.

No, seriously though, your hair looks amazing.

It's like this peaceful waterfall of wonderful.

That's exactly what I was going for.

Hi, Chastity. Love the new look.

See? She didn't even say anything.

I told you she'd be over it. Joey, you don't understand girls at all.

I'm being iced out. Come here.

Later. Later.

Hey, Cameron. Boy, you're hard to find.

I've got some bad news.

You've made the superlatives page.

Oh, let me guess. Most likely to fart during an oral report.

No, nothing like that. You're Mr. Dependable.

No, that's worse. Really? That's hard to believe.

Mr. Dependable?

I'll be forever pegged as a doormat.

And why "Mister"? It sounds vaguely emasculating.

Come on, it's not that bad. Mr. Rogers. Mr. Belvedere.

There's Mr. T. I pity the fool who forgets him.

Girls don't want to date Mr. Dependable.

They want to date Mr. Quarterback or Mr. Sixpack

or Mr. Stupid Jerk.

Some girls would appreciate a guy

who's dependable enough to respond to a simple text message.

Oh, Lexie.

You know about the photo shoot.

You've been anointed Ms. Dependable.

Me? You're kidding.

This is Cameron. He's Mr. Dependable.

I hear they're calling us the dream team. Funny.

Well, I'll see you at the shoot then, Mister.

Look at you,

getting your flirt on. I don't know where that came from.

Dream team. Hi, everyone.

I brought everyone chocolate chip cookies-- warm, right out of the cafeteria oven.

Come on, Chastity's not even here.

Does anyone hear a little mosquito buzzing around?

It's so annoying. I wish it would go away.

Look, I'm sorry for what happened. I really am.

I just want to be friends again.

Yeah, can't we-- You should have thought of that before you broke the girl code.

But Joey and Chastity were already broken up.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure the girl code says you can date a friend's ex if she's moved on.

But you need permission first. And at least two witnesses.

But then nobody could date anybody.

Okay, the girl code clearly states, and I quote,

even if the first girl gives permission,

she could just be saying it without meaning it,

so the second girl should be sensitive enough

not to force the first girl to spell it out, thus making her feel worse.

End quote.

Okay, Miss South Carolina, that made no sense.

Let me make it clear for you. You violated a sacred trust,

and now none of us wants to be friends with you anymore.

Right, girls? Mm-hm. I get it. I'm in Siberia.

But can't you just leave me one friend?

How about Dawn? You always said her voice was too nasal.

I'll do anything--

Wash your uniform, flat-iron your hair, just name it.

I don't know. How about you break up with Joey?

What?

But there has to be something else. Nope, that's it. That's what you have to do.

You break up with him, and I'll give you your life back.

Mm, cookies. Yummy.

Mandela.

Hey.

Hey. I was looking for you at lunch today.

I feel like I haven't seen you in ages.

It's kind of hard, trying to make time for friends

when you're in a new relationship.

Patrick Verona and I are not in a new relationship.

We hung out twice. Who knows if I'll ever hear from him again?

Well, I-- Hey.

I just need two seconds. It's fine. I got to go anyway.

Call you later. PATRIK I just got your text.

What's this stupid thing you want to ask me?

Okay. You know how my dad is insane.

He made me watch a slide show of some chick giving birth, so yeah.

Now he wants you to come to dinner. I'll pass.

I told you it was stupid, but he's afraid you're a bad influence on me.

Huh. I wonder why.

Look, if you don't come over, he says we can't hang out.

He never has to know. This is really, like, high school 101.

But my dad doesn't trust me anymore, and I'm not going to lie to him again.

It's just lasagna. In or out? I don't do family dinners.

So that's your answer? Yup. Fine. See you around.

Oh, hi, honey. How was your day?

Did you invite the man-boy? He's not coming to dinner.

He didn't want to submit to the Inquisition.

Are you happy now? Of course I'm not happy.

Kat, if this boy really liked you, he'd make the effort.

Thank you for saying that out loud, Dad. That really makes me feel so much better.

Oh, Kat.

"No more Mr. Man-Boy! We won't see the man-boy!

"She won't kiss the man-boy."

Bianca.

Dawn, can we talk? We can't. This is killing me,

but if Chastity finds out, she will ice me out too,

and last year, Jenny Young got iced out so bad, she had to move.

I don't want to move. Our house has a pool.

But I miss you so much.

Yesterday, John Gosselin did something super skeevy,

and I had nobody to share it with.

Oh, my God, this is so not fair. Can't we figure something out?

I mean, you're on my maid of honor short list.

Oh, my God. You're on my short list.

Maybe you should dump Joey. You've only been dating a week,

and we're going to be at each other's weddings.

But he's so cute, and I like him so much.

But I'll be there for you every step of your sadness.

We'll pig out and watch trash TV,

and before you know it, you'll be on to the next guy.

I'd hug you, but Chastity might smell you on me.

Well, well, well, Ms. Dependable.

We meet again.

Mr. D. What a surprise.