Cory: Feeny...
[waves for him to come closer]
George Feeny: [Leaning in] I'm here, Mr. Matthews.
Cory: Closer...
George Feeny: I'm close enough.
Cory: Thank you for coming. Now I don't have much time. I need to make peace with you.
[Mr. Feeny looks over at Alan]
Alan Matthews: Sedative.
George Feeny: Ah. Well, all is forgiven, Mr. Matthews.
Cory: I wish it was that simple. I've done a lot of bad to you over the years; I want to make things right between us.
George Feeny: You're making me very uncomfortable.
Cory: [Pulling Feeny in by his coat] Ah, for once just listen to me man! In the classroom under my desk is a key. The key will open airport locker B378. In the locker is a tattered, plaid valise. In the valise you will find all my homework, for five years! You see, all these years I've understood everything. I'm actually a brilliant student.
George Feeny: What is the capital of Montana?
Cory: [Long pause] You're not going to the airport, are ya?
George Feeny: [Shaking his head] No.
