Girl Meets World

Eyes, look your last.

Arms, take your last embrace.

And, lips, oh, you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss.

Back off!

What meanest thou?

Spear carrier...

Who havest no lines.

You tried to kiss my woman.

This I cannot allow. Prepare to die!

Lucas: Farkle, what are you doing?

It's "Romeo and Juliet."

Well, now it's "Romeo and Juliet and Farkle."

I play Farkle.

Dude, I'm supposed to kiss the girl.

Shakespeare said.

Who thinks the spear carrier should finally get to kiss Juliet?

Yeah, you kiss that girl, you crazy spear carrier.

Hark! You cometh uppeth here and getteth kissed too.

Thank you, thank you.

You're too kind, seriously.

How you doing?

I just don't understand how we end up in situations like this.

- (Claps) - (All clapping)

Thank you. Thank you, Farkle nation!

Farkle, come here.

Maya, don't. He thinks he was good.

Yeah, I'm gonna fix that.

But you can't tell him the truth.

- You'll crush him. - Oh, I can tell him the truth.

It's you who can't tell him the truth because you're afraid.

I'm not afraid. I'm nice.

You're saying I'm not nice?

No, I'm afraid to say that.

Tell him the truth. You know Farkle.

You know what will happen if you don't.

Farkle.

You were so... what are the best words?

He killed the play. Those are the words.

Those are the only words. You killed the play.

Tell him.

What? What does she mean?

She means you killed it, Farkle.

Killed it! Showbiz talk.

I actually I thought I ruined the play.

If you would've told me I ruined the play, I would have believed you.

I would have been crushed, but I would've believed you.

How could I crush one of the best actors

working in middle school today?

I'm a good actor? What if I'm better than good?

What if I'm great? What if I'm the greatest actor

who ever lived, and I never knew it?

That would be sad. Wah. It's okay, it's okay.

I was acting.

Thanks, Riley, my public awaits.

Hello, everybody!

You can't lie to him, Riley.

You're gonna break our little Farkle.

Oh, I will not. I didn't do anything.

This will all go away.

- (Jazz music playing) - (Tapping)

And I think...

You broke him.

- Nice locket. - You likey?

If history's about discovering the truth of what happened in the past,

we spend some time finding out what truth is.

Where'd you get the nice locket?

Shh, I come here to learn.

All through history, people have suffered consequences for telling the truth.

- Is that real gold? - Don't know.

Doesn't matter.

They all suffered dearly for having the courage to tell the truth.

So sometimes it's better not to?

But aren't there consequences for that too, sir?

Yes, there are, Mr. friar.

But in my experience with the universe, no matter what you do,

the truth always finds a way of coming out.

So... where'd you get the locket?

- France. - You were in France?

Si, senor.

You didn't go to France because if you went to

France, you would have brought me back a croissant.

- Bing. - Ooh.

Piping hot.

Wait a minute.

Where did you really get this?

I found it on the street.

Bleah!

Come on, where'd you get the locket?

My father sent it to me.

- He did? - You don't believe me?

- Did you just tell me? - I just told you.

- Then I believe you. - So this is over?

Like it never happened.

I do, however, have one question for the locket.

Where'd you get the Maya?!

You don't believe my father sent this to me?

Why don't you just tell me?

Why don't you just call me a liar?

Why don't you just tell me the truth?

Oh, you think that's important?

I do.

Did you think Farkle was good in the play?

I want to skip ahead in your truth lesson.

Is it okay to tell a little white lie to spare somebody's feelings?

No.

My feelings?

- No. - Then always truth.

Well, what do we have here?

Chicken.

I'll tell you right now, Topanga, this was never a chicken.

Why don't you just eat it, honey.

I'm looking forward to hearing what you think of it after.

Oh, great teller of the truth,

please demonstrate how you're going to get out of this one.

Psst, what'd you get?

S'ghetti and meatballs.

Ooh, yum.

Yum that!

Why this me?! Why yum him?!

All right, fine, I'll eat it.

Here we go.

Have we prayed? Have we prayed as a family?

We haven't done that in a while.

Go ahead, pray.

Oh, I'll pray.

The world is a beautiful place...

Full of many beautiful things.

Look what she did to your chicken!

Eat your dinner, honey.

Okay.

I'll see you soon.

Well, what do you think?

Um, you know, from eating this chicken,

I'll tell you right now how this chicken died.

It ate this chicken.

You know, daddy, sometimes when I don't want to eat something,

mommy feeds it to me like it was an airplane.

And I like that.

That's very sweet, Auggie, but daddy's a little too old

for mommy to feed him.

There's a serious pigeon following me.

How you doing?

Hey, here's a new thing. Where'd you get the locket?

He's a very sneaky pigeon, but I'm onto him.

Because it's gold, it's expensive, and my curiosity gets the better of me.

So I ducked behind the tree to fake out the pigeon.

And you know who came over?

A squirrel.

I didn't say hello though, because I was already in my thing with the pigeon.

I need to know if you're stealing things.

You don't think my dad sends me stuff?

Maya, you've cried to me because your dad doesn't send you stuff.

Sometimes I walk around the village and I pass stores and I look in windows

at things I know I'll never have.

So one day, I saw this sitting in a lost-and-found basket.

Do you think it's right that somebody loses something so beautiful

and never comes back for it?

Who knows? I don't have a criminal mind.

I don't think like you people.

I walked by the window for months.

Nobody claimed the locket, okay?

It sat there like a kid that has no...

like an orphan.

So I claimed it. It's mine now.

It's not.

You took something that doesn't belong to you.

How come you don't tell Farkle the truth, but you have no trouble telling me?

And you stop judging me.

Hey, my father tells my mother the truth, even when he knows

she's gonna shove a chicken in his face.

- Sorry I missed it. - Yep, I was thinking about you.

- Thanks. - 'Cause I love you.

I love you too.

Then why do you want to end up in the slammer?

Here we go.

You won't do well in the slammer.

I will so.

You won't pack right.

And you'll forget to bring shower shoes and you'll take somebody else's

from the lost-and-found.

And I think...

You're gonna get toe fungus!