Cory: This corporate world is my very essence. Okay, and as I climb the ladder to success, I want you there right with me.
Shawn: Next to you?
Cory: Behind me. That's how ladders work.
Cory: They want you to take the rolls!
Mr. Feeny: So, Mr. Matthews.
Cory: You think we've known each other long enough for you to call me Cory?
Mr. Feeny: I think we've known each other long enough for me to call you Cornelius.
Cory: Shh, Mr. Feeny! Not even Topanga knows that.
Cory: Please pay at the register, honey. And tipping is not a city in China.
Cory: Eight lanes and not one stinking island, I mean you gotta be Moses to get across that highway.
Topanga: Don't you mean "do well"?
Mr. Feeny: No, I mean do good.
Mr. Feeny: Believe in yourselves. Dream. Try. Do good.
Topanga: I was just having this conversation with them the other day-
Mr. Feeny: Quiet!
Topanga: You yelled at me. But I'm Topanga.
Mr. Feeny: I love you all. Class dismissed.