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Episode 217 "Psychic Friends" CAST Dawson: James Van Der Beek Joey: Katie Holmes Pacey: Joshua Jackson Jen: Michelle Williams Andie: Meredith Monroe ALSO STARRING Gail: Mary-Margaret Humes Mitch: John Wesely Shipp Grams: Mary Beth Piel Bessie: Nina Repeta Abby: Monica Kenna ORIGINAL AIRDATE: March 10, 1999 Dawson's room. On the television, Devon (Rachel Leigh Cook) playing Sammy rows her boat down the creek. Cut to Joey laying on her stomach on Dawson's bed with tears in her eyes. The movie ends. Dawson: Well... Joey: Well, (sighs deeply), I don't think I can find the words. Dawson: I mean, keep in mind that it's a rough cut and everything. Just tell me. Be honest. Joey: In my entire life I have never been this unequivically moved by words and moving images onscreen. I mean this is the type of movie going experience that not only enlightens and inspires but it could change the way people look at their lives, their world, their universe! Dawson: God, Joey, you have no idea how much that means, especially coming from you. Joey: No, there's no doubt about it. Jack McPhee will be one of the great filmmakers of our generation. I mean, think about it, Dawson. We knew him when! Joey gets up off the bed Dawson: (confused) Wait a minute, Joey, I directed this movie. Joey: Spielberg, Corsazi, Seleni, Burdenen, McPhee! Dawson: Joey, what are you talking about? You were there! I directed it! Look! (takes film out of the VCR) Creek Daze, a film by (confused) Jack McPhee?! Jack enters through the window Joey: (to Jack) Honey, there's only one word to describe you. Brilliant. Jack laughs. Joey: No, genius! Jack: Honey, you will not believe what happened. I ran into Steven Spielberg in the cafeteria. He offered me a job! I'm going to Hollywood! Joey and Jack start kissing and Dawson stands there looking at them completely confused. They stop. Jack gets down on one knee. Jack: Will you marry me? Dawson looks at Joey amazed at this. Joey: Yes! Jack gets up. Dawson: Wh-wh?! You're gay! Jack: I guess not! Jack and Joey start kissing again. Jack: Let's go! We'll, uh, send you a postcard from Tinseltown. Dawson: Joey! What about us? She follows Jack out the window. Joey: It's showbiz, Dawson! Dawson: Joey! Joey!! Joey: Get over it, Dawson. You're not my type. You never were. Joey and Jack are gone and Dawson's face turns to a look of horror. Dawson: Noooooooooooooo! Cut to Dawson sitting up in his bed at nighttime. It was only a dream. Cut to film class with the new teacher. Dawson and Jen are in the class. Miss Kennedy: Great filmmakers have always asked questions, taken risks. They're not afraid to make the audience think, feel, even if it makes them squirm in their seats a little. The truth has that effect on us. So...how does this movie make you feel? Jen? Jen: I think that the Capra is a little too sacran, you know? I think his characters are too unrealistic like "Gee, whiz, isn't life great?" Dawson: I think that's a misconception though. I think Capra's films are actually pretty dark. I mean, when you meet John Doe, the Gary Cooper character's a participant in the plight of the common man. Miss Kennedy: Good, Dawson, what else does his character represent? Dawson: Optimism. I mean, the hero wasn't innocent which leads you to believe that the future has hope so the antagonist is cynicism. Miss Kennedy: I agree. Good films are complex and ambiguous. They're full of darkness as well as light. I think this film is about how things should be. Dawson: Or should be. The bell rings. Cut to Dawson and Jen walking out of the class and down the halls. Dawson: I was sad to see Mr. Gold leave but Miss Kennedy is like... Jen: Every 16-year-old male's wet dream. Dawson: No... Jen: (doubtful) Mm-hm. Dawson: It's more like hero-worship with her. I mean, she's the real deal. The reason she's here is she's taking a sabbatical to write a major screenplay for TriStar. Jen: Great. Now you've got somebody around who's opinion actually carries some weight, huh? Dawson: Yeah... Jen: So you showed her Creek Daze yet? Dawson: No. Jen: Dawson... Dawson: I'm afraid she'll think it's amateur hour! Mitch, substituting at the school, walks up behind them. Jen: Show it to her. It's ready. Mitch: Hey. Jen: Hey. Jen walks off. Mitch: Hi Dawson. Dawson: Mr. Leery. Mitch: (hurt) Come on, you can call me Dad. Dawson motions him to follow him into an empty classroom. Dawson: It's awkward enough to have you as my English teacher but if people hear me call you Dad, I'm going to get bat up after school. Mitch laughs* Mitch: Come on, it's not that bad. Dawson: It's great that you have a job you enjoy, but when we're in school, just pretend like you don't know me. Dawson yawns. Mitch: Not sleeping? Dawson: No. I'm having nightmares. It's like I'm stuck alone in a dark theater watching my life go by on the screen and all the coming attractions are box-office bmb. Mitch: What happened to my son? The eternal optimist? Dawson: People move on. The only person you can really count on is yourself. It's--I've spent the last few weeks trying to change things that I have absolutely no control over. One thing I know for certain is that I want to be a filmmaker and that's all that matters to me. So no matter what I have to make that happen. Dawson exits the room back into the hall. Cut to Joey sitting at a table drinking a Diet Coke in the lunch room, checking out guys in the lunch room.* Joey: Loser....Pervert...Serial kller...Airhead...okay, Jack, it's your turn to rate the guys in the lunch line. Jack: Look, Joey, I appreciate your attempt to bond with me and my new identity, but I'm not going to check out guys with you. Joey: Why not? There's nothing sexual about it. It's a superficial, idiotic, ridiculous, fun way to spend the lunch hour. Jack: Are you okay? Joey: I'm bored with this school, with work, with this town. Also, with myself. I mean, this is the most amusement I've had in weeks. Jack laughs. Joey looks back over to the lunch line.* Joey: Conceited...Too Pretty...ooohhh, definitely a Frank-enstein...ooooh, Leo, as in DiCaprio. Jack: (laughs) How completely bizarre is this? The other week we were dating and now... Joey: I know. It's a little strange. Does it bother you? Jack: Actually, um, no. You? Joey: (truthfully) No, it doesn't bother me. Cut to Pacey and Andie walking down the docks. Andie: Why not?! Pacey: Because last year a bunch of punk kids threw water balloons at me and then a bunch of jocks knocked the booth over. And being coerced with the thrat of death to run the safety booth for the Capeside Police Department is not exactly by idea of a rockin' good time. Andie: I looked up to our safety mascot when I was a kid. Pacey: And you wonder why they called you Andie McGeek on the playground? Andie: Okay, you were not supposed to repeat that. Pacey: (laughs) Listen, a stuffed animal named Skippy, the safety dog, is not going to dissert kids from doing drugs. Andie: No, Captain Skippy sends out a positive message. It's completely worthwhile. Pacey: This is a democracy. If a two-year-old child doesn't want to sit in a safety seat, he shouldn't have to! Andie: Pacey. Pacey: Okay, that was a bad example but you know what I mean. Andie: Look, there's supposed to be a fortune teller at the fair and I really want to know my fortune. Pacey: Andie, what is it with you and all this mumbo-jumbo, crystal crap? It's a scam, alright? Andie: Okay. If you do the Captain Skippy booth, then we can (she whispers something in Pacey's ear.) Pacey smiles.* Pacey: (in a gruffy voice) Hello boys and girls, this is your old friend, Captain Skippy, here. Cut to the Winter Fair. Jack is messing with the pictures on the art exhibit him and Joey were putting up. Jack: So, tell me, Miss Potter, are these a still life collection from your earlier works? Joey's in a daze Jack: Hm? Joey? She snaps out of it. Jack: (laughs) Where were you? Joey: None of your business. Jack: Ah, I see, lost in X-rated thought? Joey: No... Jack: Come on, tell me. Joey: Okay, but promise you won't laugh? Jack crosses his chest like he promises. Joey: I was thinking about kisses. Jack starts laughing. Joey: Forget it! Jack: No, no, I'm sorry. It just sounds funny coming from a girl who decided to throw away relationships in pursuit of her true self. Joey: I know. I mean, sometimes I'm sorry I ever said that. I mean, I'm being honest with you here to the point of utter humiliation, I miss the kissing part. And I'd like to think that I'll get kissed again before the millenium comes and goes. Jack: It'll happen. Dawson: What'll happen? Dawson has walked up. Joey: Nothing. Dawson: Okay...well, I guess I'll see you guys later... Jack: No, why don't you stick around and help us set up? Joey: Yeah, stay! Dawson: Nah, I'm helping Miss Kennedy with the sound and film exhibit so... Dawson walks off. Jack: So...Frank? Leo? Joey: Dawson's definitely a Leo.. Jack: Dawson seems a little moody lately. Joey: I know. I can always tell when there's something wrong with him but it doesn't seem like he wants my help right now. I can't get our friendship back on track and I miss him, you know? Jack: Give it time. I'm sure he'll want you back in his life, trust me. In the meantime, why don't we find out when that elusive next kiss is going to find it's way to your lips. Joey: What? Jack points to a tent with a sign outside that reads "Madame Zenovich". It's the fortune teller. Cut to Pacey with Skippy the safety dog puppet on his hands talking to Andie. Pacey: (in a gruff voice) And remember, kids, if you have sex, protect yourself. Do it where you can't get caught, you know? Andie: Uh huh, mm-kay, come on, why don't you come get your fortune told? Pacey: Because I don't want to go in there, have that lady take one look at me, and predict Armageddon, death, and destruction on a global level. The end of the world as we know it. Andie: I thought you didn't believe in them. Pacey: I don't. I just think the power of suggestion is a very dangerous thing. Andie: But don't you think if you knew what was coming up, if you knew what to expect, then you could at least be prepared for it? Pacey: I think that you should save your money, Blondie. The all-powerful Paceydini will predict your future. I see a tall, dark, handsome man who is occasionally brilliant and often self-effacing coming into your life and sweeping you off your feet. Andie: Well, good. Then I have something to look forward to. Pacey: Funny. Very funny. Have I told you how funny you are? Cut to Madame Zenovich and Joey and Jack in a dark tent. Madame: Five dollars. She blows smoke in Jack's face and he coughs slightly and Joey looks uncomfortable as she gets her money and hands it to the fortune teller. Madame: I see a 'C'. Do you know a Carrie? Joey shakes her head no Madame: Claire? Connie? Cory? Casey? Caroline? Joey: I know a Carol, but I haven't seen her since kindergarden. Madame: She's telling me that she borrowed something of yours. Does that mean anything to you? Joey: I don't know, she might have borrowed a pencil or something... Madame: Yes, she has your pencil. Joey looks disappointed. Just then, a gentle breeze comes through the tent and the wind chimes make noise. Madame: Mmm...there has been much pain in your past. Too much loss for one so young. You've put up walls to protect you from harm but by doing so, you cut yourself off from new opportunities, new adventures. You must say yes to every opportunity that comes your way. Joey: So what about my future? Madame: What do you want to know? Joey: What's going to happen? Madame: You'll come to a fork in the road. You'll have to choose which path to take. Joey: Well, how will I know which to choose? Madame: You will be safe if you follow your heart. Joey: Anything else? Madame: A tall, dark man will come into your life. Joey: (happy) When? Madame: Soon. Cut to Dawson walking with Miss Kennedy Miss Kennedy: So when do I get to see this cinematic masterpiece of yours? Dawson: How did you know I made a movie? Miss Kennedy: Your father brags about you in the faculty room. Dawson: Oh, God... Miss Kennedy: Your father says that you're going to be one of the next great filmmakers of our time. Dawson: Mitch tends to exaggerate. Miss Kennedy: Really? You mean because he's already rented a tux for the Oscars? Dawson: Oh, sh*t me now, please. Miss Kennedy: Well, if you're not going to show it to me, at least tell me what it's about. Dawson: It's a romance. Miss Kennedy: Really? Something else we have in common. I'm writing a romantic comedy for Columbia. Dawson: I know..I heard. I know I'm going to sound like a naive film geek for saying this, but you being here has really given me a lot of hope. I mean, you grew up in a small town like this. It's just being a filmmaker has always been like this impossible dream that--it's just the fact that you're here, that really kind of inspired me. I don't know. I just wanted to say that. Miss Kennedy: Do I make you nervous? Dawson: No. Nah. It's just--I don't know, I guess I'm a little intimidated by you. Miss Kennedy: Sometimes people mistake my ambition for arrogance. It's just that when I first started out, I had to do it on my own. I guess it just kind of toughens the exterior. Dawson: Yeah... Miss Kennedy: I should have guessed your film was a love story. Dawson: Really? Why'd you think that? Miss Kennedy: You have quite the romantic spirit, Dawson Leery. Cut to Jack and Joey walking back towards the art exhibit.* Joey: Five bucks to tell me a tall, dark stranger was going to come into my life. Jack: And hopefully he's a Leo, not a Frank, right? Joey: I can't believe I spent five of my hard, and I mean hard earned, cash to hear that-- Joey is stopped when a tall, dark man who's been looking at her paintings interrupts. Colin: Excuse me? Are these yours? Jack looks at Joey and Joey tries to talk, but just nods. Colin: These are quite good. Hi. I'm Colin Manchester. Joey: Hi. Colin: (looks at Jack and back at Joey) Well, good work. Colin walks off. Jack hits Joey playfully on the arm. Jack: Let me get this straight. Your destiny walks up to you, introduces himself, and you send him packing? You can really turn on the Ice Queen comments when you want to. Joey: What? Jack, I'm not looking for a boyfriend, anyway. I'm looking for myself, my future. Jack: Well, maybe he's a sign. A sign to get that pre-millenium, no strings, no commitment kiss? Come on, the guy has experience. I mean, take a chance. Have an adventure. Joey: That's what the fortune teller said to do. To say yes to every opportunity that crosses my path. Jack: And throw conscious to the wind. Come on. Go talk to him. Cut to Jen helping Grams set up a booth with quilts and other decorations. Grams: I appreciate your help, Jen. I know that you must have better things to do. Jen: (laughs) The funny thing is, Grams, that I don't. Grams: Are you sure you can't work things out with that nice, young man Ty? Jen: Nope. Sorry. Looks like we're both destined to see the future as single women, Grams. Grams: Ohh... Jen is folding a quilt and she looks over at a booth and the old guy at it is looking at Grams. Jen: Grams, Grams, don't look now, but that guy over there at that booth is totally checking you out. Grams: Oh, don't be silly. Someone checking me out, the very idea! Jen: No, I swear to God, he's coming over here right now! The old guy, Whit Hupley, walks up. Whit: Evelyn Ryan! Whit Hupley. Grams: Lord in Heavens, I thought you were dad. Jen: (under her breath) Great pick-up line.. Whit: Look at you. It must be...30 years. Grams: Has it been that long? Whit: Look, why don't we have dinner together tonight and catch up on old times. Grams: Oh, no! Really. I-I-I-couldn't, but thank you, really, Whit. Whit: Well, if you change your mind, you know where I'm at. He walks away.* Grams: What? Jen: He's very sexy. Grams! I saw the look in his eyes. He was having impure thoughts about you. Grams: Oh, stop it! Stop that talk right now. Cut to Joey looking at photographs on an exhibit. She turns the corner where Colin is. Joey: You know your work is really quite remarkable. Colin: Thank you. Joey: Joey. Joey Potter. Colin: Can I buy you a cup of hot chocolate Joey Potter? Joey: That would be lovely. Thank you. Colin: Cool. Let's go. He walks ahead of her and she turns around and smiles and Jack and he smiles back and she follows him. Cut to Dawson and Miss Kennedy in a room. Dawson's looking at the rolls of film. Dawson: This is incredible. You've got Charlie Chaplin, Buster Keaton, Harry Leningdon, where'd you get these? Miss Kennedy: I had them sent down from the Boston archives. You really are a true film buff, aren't you? Dawson: Oh, obsessed, actually. No one's ever understood my tunnel vision. It used to bother me but now, I don't care. Nothing really else matters. Miss Kennedy: Yeah, I can relate, I'm pretty obsessive about my writing. I think it shows in my work, as I'm sure it does yours. Dawson: Um, speaking of my work, I was wondering if you would... Miss Kennedy: Watch your film. I thought you'd never ask. Cut to Joey walking with Colin. Joey: My mother was an artist and one of my first memories of my life was her all covered in paint with this serene look on her face. But I just recently began taking lessons. Colin: Wanna sit? Joey: Sure. They sit down on a bench. Colin: Look, please don't take this the wrong way, but are you even aware of how unbelievably beautiful you are? Joey: You know you're an incredibly photographer, when did you start taking pictures? Colin: I don't know. I can't remember. I've always been fascinated with faces. How differently they appear in certain light and I made a discovery that there are a few faces that can exute a million different emotions at once. That you can stare at for hours like a work of art. Joey: So you're a freshman at the Art Institute? Colin: Joey, you have the most unbelievably sentuous lips. Kind of like Carol Lindbargh's. Joey laughs. Colin: Look, this may be way out of line, but do you think there's any way I could--do you think it would be possible that I could-- Joey: Yes? Colin: Photograph you? Joey: (disappointed) Sure. Cut to Jen looking at a clothespin with a bow on it. Jen: What is this? Grams: It's a decorative clothespin to put on open potato chip bags. Jen: Of course it is. Grams, he's coming over again and if he asks you to dinner, say yes. Whit's back carrying a rose. Whit: I won't take no for an answer. You wouldn't make an old man eat alone. Grams: Actually, I would. Alright, alright, dinner. Whit: Great. Yeah, I'll meet you here at 8 o'clock. He turns around to leave but turns back and hands Grams the rose. He walks off. Grams turns around and her face falls. Jen: Grams? What? What's the matter? Grams shakes her head no. Jen: If it makes you feel guilty about Gramps, then it shouldn't. I know he'd want you to go on with your life. Grams: No, it's-- Jen: What? What is it? Grams: That part of my life is over. There are certain things that you have to say goodbye to. I mean, look at me. I graduated from high school with Whit Hupley, and I look old enough to be his mother. Jen: You know, I think it's time to introduce you to some wonderful women that I know. Grams: Who? Jen: Miss Clairol and Este Lauder. Cut to Pacey in a police outfit in a huge doghouse with the Skippy puppet on his hand and his other hand over his mouth to cover up him talking for Skippy. Pacey: (gruff voice) Remember, kids, Captain Skippy says never talk to strangers, always wear your safety belt, and memorize your address and phone number. Kid: Captain Skippy, you're a great big, smelly jerk! Pacey: (gruff voice) I know you are but what am I. Kid: (mocking) I know you are but what am I. Pacey: I know you are but what am I. (gruff voice) And now, Skippy takes big nap. Bye-bye. Cut to Andie at the fortune teller. She's holding her hand to examine her palm. Andie: So what do you see? Madame Zenovich looks up with fear and wind blows the candle out. Cut to Pacey walking towards Andie coming out of Madame Zenovich's. Pacey: (gruff voice) Hey, Andie, you won't believe it. (He notices she's upset) Hey. What happened? What's wrong? Andie: Nothing, um, I'm fine. I'm just going to go for a walk. She walks off and Pacey stares after her. Cut to Joey going to sit down by Jack at a picnic table. Jack: Hey, what happened? Joey: He wants to take my picture for his photo collection. He's a freshman at the Art Institute. Jack: Where? Joey: Community Arts Building. I guess there's some costumes and stuff backstage. Jack: What do you know about this guy? Joey: Nothing. And I don't want to know about him. I don't want to know if he has a girlfriend or a foot fetish or a wrap sheet. And he doesn't know anything about Joey Potter, waitress extraordinare. He's an artist. He's different. He's life-experienced. Maybe I'll learn something from him. Jack: What? The art of french kissing? Joey: It's not about that, Jack! It's about expanding my horizons. I'm having an adventure. I'm having fun. Jack: And I'm going with you. Joey: Jack! Jack: No, there's no arguments! This guy could be a tall, dark psychopath. Cut to Dawson and Miss Kennedy watching Dawson's movie. Devon (aKa Sammy): I'm not in love with him. He's my best friend. You. You are some baracuda who needs someone to keep her bed warm. Abby (aKa Kim): You don't even know the first thing about me! And before you make me into the role of the wicked temptress who's trying to seduce your non-boyfriend at least get your facts straight! I told you I am a virgin! Devon (aKa Sammy): Oh, please, we Creeksiders may be provincial but we're not stupid. Cut to Jen's house. She's coloring Grams' hair. Jen: Now, Grams, this is the 90s and women today have to protect themselves. You do have contraceptives, don't you? Grams: (starts to get up from the sink) That's it. I'm not going. Jen: Oh, I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Get back here. I predict that this will be an evening filled with old-fashioned romance. Anyways, Whit seems like a really cool guy. I'm sure he has Trojans in his wallet. Grams mouth drops open. Cut to Joey looking at outfits at the Community Arts place. Joey: So...what should I wear? Colin: You can wear anything you want. Just think of this as a chance for you to try on a different side of your personality. You know how do you want to see yourself? Jack: This one. Right here. This is it. He's pointing to a black feathery number. Cut to Joey standing looking unhappy while the camera flashes. Joey: I feel like a drag queen. Jack: You look great. Colin: Alright, loosen up now, Joey. Now give me a little bit of attitude. Attitude. Joey is moving her black feather boa around and making different faces. Jack: Yes! Colin: Yes! Excellent! Alright, you're a Madonna, strutting herself on stage. Joey flings the boa over her shoulder and smiles. Colin: Good! Keep that up! Alright, Marilyn Monroe singing "Happy Birthday" to JFK. Joey turns around and looks over her shoulder and smiles. Colin: Excellent! Yes! Jack: You're the ghost of Catherine and you're waiting for Heathcliff at the end of Wuthering Heights! Colin: Good one. Jack: Thanks. Colin: God, she's beautiful. Are you two just friends? Jack: Yeah, just friends. Colin: Good. Excellent, Joey. Give me one more of those. Cut to Joey in a new outfit: a leopard coat over a black outfit, posing in numerous ways. Colin: That's it! That's it, Joey! She's sitting on the edge of a chair. Colin: Now, come down. She slides down to where she's sitting sideways in the chair. Cut to Joey in a new outfit. It's suspenders with a shirt under them and a hat on. The first picture she has a rose between her teeth. One picture she takes one of the suspenders off. Colin: That's it, Joey! That's it. You are fabulous! I can not wait to get these developed! They hug Joey: Thank you. As they were hugging Joey signaled Jack to leave. They stop. Colin: You are one diva. They stand there for a minute, Joey's obviously wanting a kiss, but Colin walks away. Cut to Jen going through Gram's clothes. Jen: No, nope, no, no, no, definitely not, nope. Cut to a timelapse and Jen is finishing up the makeup on Grams. Jen: Grams, dating is just like riding a buck. All you have to do is get back on. (she turns her towards the mirror) Believe me, when he takes one look at you, he won't want to do much talking. Cut to Pacey at the Winter Fair. He walks up to a table where Madame Zenovich is. Madame: You should come to see me, young man, and get your fortune told for only five dollar. Pacey: Just curious, when somebody comes to get their fortune told, why can't you just say something nice? Something reassuring? Because I gurantee you that's what they want to hear. Madame: Then that would not be the truth. If one asks for the truth, they must hear the answer. Pacey: Well, I'm not asking. Madame: I think I will tell you anyway. I see a young man that wears a mask that is not his own. To the world he is strong and confident, but beneath the mask is a little boy. Afraid of the world, afraid of everything. He knows that everything he has is lying on a deck of cards. Even the tiniest gust of wind could knock it all down. Pacey gets up and walks away. Cut to Joey leaving and she's walking by Colin. Colin: There's something I wanted to--Nah, forget it. It was nothing. Joey: What? Colin: There's something I wanted to-- Joey: Yes? Colin: Is your friend Jack dating anyone? Cut to Joey back at the art exhibit with Jack. Jack: So, what happened? Joey: Well, he probably would have thrown me on the ground and made passionate love to me if-- Jack: If? Joey: He wasn't gay. Jack: What? Joey: He compared me to Madonna and Marilyn Monroe, talk about your red flags. Jack: What? Joey: He's gay. As in three-dollar bill. Jack: You're kidding me. Joey: No. And Jack...you really need to develop some gaydar. Jack: Yeah...and I hear they're giving a training class on that down at the community center! Joey: I'm sorry. I'm new at this. Jack: You? What about me? People look at me like I'm about to start tap-dancing to Bette Midler albums. Joey: Well, this should cheer you up. It turns out a tall, dark stranger's coming into your life. Jack: What? Joey: He wanted to meet you after the fair so I told him you'd meet him at the fre at 11. Jack: You what?! Why?! Joey: Because he's nice, he's smart, he's attractive. What's your problem? Go out with him! Jack: Look, just because there's a second hm* in Capeside, it doesn't mean that I'm obligated to go out with him, Joey! Cut to the movie finishing while Miss Kennedy and Dawson were watching it. Dawson: So, what'd you think? Miss Kennedy: It's fine. Dawson: Fine? Miss Kennedy nods. Dawson: Come on, your opinion is really important to me. I really want to learn so.. Miss Kennedy: You want my honest opinion? Dawson: Yeah, don't hold back. Miss Kennedy: Are you sure you want the truth? Dawson: (hesitant) Yeah... Miss Kennedy: Okay, then I'm not going to sugarcoat it, Dawson. I think your film is completely uninspired. I mean the production line is flat, the storyline is non-existent, even your dialogue is not believable. Dawson: It needs more work, I know that. Miss Kennedy: It lacks emotion of any kind and sends no message to the audience. Dawson: If I cut the B storyline? Miss Kennedy: It won't help. It's a proposterous soap opera about a bunch of teenagers who talk too much. I mean, we've seen it before. All that self-aware, self-referential, hyperboles, filled with cliches that are disguised as send-ups. It actually borders on plagerism. Dawson: This is only my second film though. I'm still learning. Miss Kennedy: Look, Hollywood's tough. They don't hand out rejection with a box of chocolates. It's real, it's harsh, and it hurts. You're sweet, Dawson, and you're just the type of person Hollywood eats for breakfast. And it would break my heart to see that happen to you. Dawson: Thank you for your honesty. Miss Kennedy: I'm sorry Dawson. Cut to Jack sitting down by Joey and handing her a cup of hot chocolate. Joey: Thanks. Jack: I'm sorry, Joey. I overreacted. I know that I should be moving forward with this whole sexual identity but the truth is I'm just not ready. Not yet. Joey: Well, we've got a whole lifetime of adventures ahead of us, right? Plenty of time for romance. Jack kisses her on the forehead. Jack: Plenty of time to be kissed. Come here. They snuggle up together. Cut to Dawson walking sadly at the fair. He spots Miss Kennedy getting into a car with his dad. They drive off. Dawson spots Joey selling one of her pieces of art to a guy and his daughter. Dawson smiles. Then Jack runs up to Joey and they hug about it. Dawson's face falls and he walks on. Cut to Pacey sitting next to Andie by the fre.* Pacey: Alright, Andie, tell me what happened. Andie: I just wanted to know that things would get better but they're not. She said the troubles of my past are only a preview of what's to come. I need to know that the worst is behind me, Pacey, because I don't know if I can take anymore unhappiness. Pacey: Andie? How can you take the word of a five dollar carnie seriously. Your future is going to be so bright and so magnificent that it's going to be off the scale. There's no measure for how wonderful your life is going to turn out. Andie: I wish that I could believe that. Pacey: You don't have to. I'll believe it for you. Pacey kisses her hand and they sit by the fre. Cut to Joey walking towards Colin by the fre. Joey: Hey. Colin? I'm sorry but Jack isn't coming and I really didn't have any right to accept for him. Colin: Ah, it's alright. Joey: Are you okay? Colin: What? This? Yeah. Joey: Are you sure? Colin: Actually, I'm on the proverbial rebound. I just broke up with someone and, um, we were friends a long time before that but now I don't have the relationship or the friend. I guess I was just trying to fill a void. Joey: Can I ask you something? Colin: Yeah. Joey: Why did the two of you break up? Colin: You know, at the time, I could think of about a million reasons, but now I can't think of any. Does that make any sense? Joey: Yeah, uh, more than you could imagine. Colin: You know, sometimes I wish I wasn't in such a big hurry to move forward, there just comes a point when it's impossible to go back. He kisses her on the cheek. Colin: Goodnight! Cut to Jen walking around. She spots Grams. Jen: Grams? Grams? What's the matter, Grams? Where's Whit? Grams: Oh, his wife wasn't feeling well so he had to cancel. Jen: His wife? Grams: Mm-hm. Jen: I'm so sorry. I should never have pushed you into going out with him.I had no idea. Are you okay? Grams: I'm fine. Jen: I feel like crap. Grams: Well, you shouldn't. You did something wonderful for me today. Ever since your grandfather died, I assumed I'd done all the living I was meant to do but now I realize I can't live in the past. I need to open up to new people, new friends. Jen: Do you ever--Do you ever get afraid of facing the future alone? Grams: Oh, sometimes. Jen: Me too. Cut to Dawson walking to Madame Zanovich as she's closing. Dawson: Five dollars, right? Madame: I'm closed. Dawson: You're closed. Of course you are. I'm sorry. I already practically know what my future is anyways. Dawson Leery is destined to live a life of misery and die loveless, friendless, and in complete obscurity. Madame: Dare not the spirits for they are powerful and unforgiving. (She sits down next to him and pulls out her deck of cards and takes one). Ah, the Lovers. Very interesting. A soulmate walks into your path, one you have none for many a lifetime before this one. She knows you well. She sees into your soul. She feels your pain. Dawson: She blew me off. Madame: No. She's here. She's around you. Dawson: Then why do I keep losing her? Madame: That which is lost can not be found again. Dawson looks up at the sky and then reaches for his wallet. Dawson: Thanks. He turns to pay her but she's gone. Cut to Dawson standing in his room staring at the model of Capeside. He gets up and he makes half of it fly across the room and ht the wall. Cut to Joey staring up at Dawson's house through his window, but she doesn't see Dawson. Cut to Dawson, trying to call Joey, nobody's home. Cut to Joey turning away from Dawson's and rowing back towards her house. Cut back to Dawson sitting by his window and clutching his knees. Cut to Joey walking towards her house. There's a man standing at her door.* Joey: Who's there? The man turns around and it's Mr. Potter. Joey: Daddy? END	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "02x17 - Psychic Friends"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 218, "A Perfect Wedding" CAST James Van Der Beek: Dawson Leery Katie Holmes: Joey Potter Joshua Jackson: Pacey Witter Michelle Williams: Jen Lindley Meredith Monroe: Andie McPhee Kerr Smith: Jack McPhee Nina Repeta: Bessie Potter Gareth Williams: Mike Potter Gail Leery: Mary-Margaret Humes Mitch Leery: John Wesely Shipp Abby Morgan: Monica Keena Nicole: Madchen Amick Written by Mike White Directed by Greg Prange Original Air Date: April 28, 1999 (Dawson is showing his film to his mother. It ends. He turns to look at her reaction.) Gail: Dawson, that was ...very impressive. It was moving. It was funny. (pauses) It was real. Dawson: You're just saying that because you're my mother. Gail: No, I'm not! You are incredibly talented. Dawson: (gets up to go turn off the lights) You are incredibly biased. (pauses and turns around) You know what? I had such a distinct and clear vision for this movie. I-I mean, I saw every moment. I heard every word of dialogue. I guess I just...failed to translate that vision onto film ...bring it to life. And what about all the visions that I have for the future? What if I can't bring those to life either? Gail: Sweetheart, the trick is to stay tenacious. Not to let any minor, (looks at the screen) and in this case, very minor, setback derail your vision. Dawson: I supposed I could re-edit it. Gail: There you go. Your movie may not be Citizen Kane ...but it's no Bride of Chucky either. Dawson: The way my film teacher described it, you'd think it was the worst, most expensable, piece of junk ever captured on film. Gail: Ah, honey, that is just one person's opinion. (She walks towards the door and turns around) Speaking of teachers at your school, how's your father enjoying his new profession? Dawson: He likes it, I think. I mean, it's weird to see him in the teacher's lounge ...consorting with the enemy. (pauses) You really miss him, don't you? Gail: Yeah. (pauses) Lately more than ever. Dawson: Well, if you know what you want, maybe you should take some of your own advice. Gail: (smiles) Maybe... (She walks out of the room. Cue opening credits. (Cut to Joey watching her dad cook breakfast.) Mr.Potter: 'Morning Joey. Hope you're hungry. I think I might have overdone it here. Joey: Dad... Mr.Potter: I am so glad to be home. I never thought making breakfast for my two daughter's would make me so happy. Joey: I thought, for sure, that I would wake up this morning and discover that last night was just a dream... Mr.Potter: It's all over, Joey. I'm not going anywhere ever again. (Bessie walks in.) Bessie: Hey Dad. I was thinking with the catering and expanding our hours, our finances are going to be straightened out in no time. (sees Joey) Joey! Good morning! Mr.Potter: Your sister and I were up this morning scheming up ways to turn up a profit with the restaurant. Bessie: Remember my friend Pam? She's getting married this Saturday at the Atheneom and the caterer fell through and-- Mr.Potter: Icehouse to the rescue. Bessie: So do you think you could ask a few of your friends to work as servers? Joey: (shocked and trying to digest everything) Sure... Mr.Potter: Give me my grandson (reaching for Alexander.) C'mere. (Takes him out of the room) Bessie: Isn't this exciting? I mean, we're finally on our way to getting out of debt! Joey: Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, we're not an upscale catering service. We grill cheeseburgers! Bessie: Don't worry ...with Dad's help we'll be fine. (Mr. Potter walks back into the room.) Mr.Potter: We're the Potters. We're quick studies and we always land on our feet, right? (Bessie takes Alex back and Mr.Potter looks at Joey's worried face.) Mr.Potter: Joey, I'm the father. It's my job to do the worrying. Your days of worrying are over. (pauses) I missed you so much. (They hug and Joey closes her eyes and says with her face held close to her father's shoulder...) Joey: I missed you, too. Mr.Potter: We're a family again. Everything's going to be better. You'll see. (Bessie smiles, agreeing.) Mr.Potter: You'll see. (Joey's face drops to a face clouded with worry. Cut to Jack and Joey walking out on the schoolyard.) Jack: (confused) Since when do we cater weddings? Joey: (speaking quickly) Since my father got paroled and took over the restaurant. (Jack stops. He stares at Joey questioning the situation and her reaction to the situation.) Joey: Yeah, I know. Yeah, I walked home last night ...and, ah, found him standing on the porch. (Jack's is shocked by this and he searches Joey's face for some kind of a reaction to this.) Jack: You must be thrilled (he smiles). Joey: (smiles, looks a little faked) Yeah! I mean...it's ...uh, just a little weird. (pauses) Like I've been broadsided by a bus. A happy bus. But, just reeling from the shock I guess... Jack: Sure! Of course. (studies her expression) Something's wrong. (She looks at him and she shows that there is. She walks towards a bench and sits down.) Joey: Jack...I don't know.. (He sits down beside her.) Joey: Last night I was laying in bed, I couldn't sleep. I was shaking. (pauses) I have a pit in my stomach the size of a granade and...I've seen my dad one time in three years. I mean, we can't just pick up where we left off. This whole catering plan is just compounding my anxiety. I mean, all the blue-bloods of Capeside are going to be at this wedding. I mean, this isn't the most low profile setting for my father to reemerge into society. Jack: Yeah. Maybe you need to tell your father that this catering plan is ill-conceived. Too much, too soon, you know? And I think that you need to deal with this reunion with your father on a personal level before you do it in public. Joey: You should have seen Bessie's face this morning ...she was so excited. I don't want to rain on their parade. Jack: Well, don't worry. (pauses and leans in close to her) I'll be there. (Joey smiles. Cut to Pacey and Dawson walking down the halls.) Dawson: So I think I'm going to go back and re-edit the ending because I'm thinking maybe I just put the pieces together wrong, you know? (Pacey shrugs. Dawson spots his father with his film teacher in the teacher's lounge.) Dawson: You know, it's bad enough that my parents are separated and my mother is heartbroken, should I really have to be subjected to this? Pacey: Well ...she does have certain assets, Dawson. Dawson: Pacey! Pacey: I'm sorry, bro! But-- (Jack walks up and interrupts.) Jack: Hey guys. Did Joey talk to you yet? Dawson: About what? Jack: Well, the Icehouse is catering a wedding on Saturday and we need some extra hands. (raises his eyebrows like meaning 'You interested?') It'd pay $60 for the day. Pacey: Sold! For $60 I'd carry your ass! Jack: Well, ...that won't be necessary. Dawson: The Icehouse is catering weddings now? Jack: Yeah, Mr. Potter's brainchild. Dawson: (confused) Mr. Potter? Jack: Mm-hm. You--(realizing) oh, Joey's dad got paroled yesterday. Dawson: (his eyes bug in shock) Really? Jack: Yeah...he's back home. Dawson: Wow... (The bell rings and Jack makes motions like he needs to be going and he leaves. Dawson stands there absorbing everything for a minute, sighs and then goes into class. Cut to the girl's bathroom. Abby is putting on a horrid feathery black jacket over her outfit. Jen walks in.) Jen: I figured I'd find you in here. Abby, could I, um, talk to you for a second? Abby: Funny. I've been under the misconception that we weren't speaking. After Dawson's movie wrapped, I figured you had no use for me. Jen: (sighs) You know, you're right. Nevermind. (walks towards the bathroom door and out) See you later. Abby: (follows) No! Jen, wait! Jen: Abby, I woke up this morning ...so frustrated. Like, all I wanted to do was climb the walls or, or light the place on fre. (Abby starts laughing.) Jen: No, it's not funny. I am so serious, I am so tense. And I am so ...just bored. And I feel like I'm going berserk. I feel like I'm going berserk here. Abby: Well, Jen, there was once this scientific experiment where they put this rat in this small box without any of it's ...rat toys or sawdust or stimulation. Well, eventually, the rat started gnawing off his own feet. (Jen laughs.) Abby: You are that rat. Capeside's the box. Need I say more? Jen: I mean, I've tried changing my image. And if no one here's going to accept me, what's the point in living this pristine and tedious existence, you know? And then, thinking back on all the fun times I've had this year ...I've had them with you. (Abby laughs.) Abby: I think that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. (Jen smiles.) Jen: So, then, what do rats do for fun on the weekend? Abby: Oh, I don't know, but, you know us rats. We can always sniff out something (smiles). (They laugh and turn to go into their class.) Abby: Late again. (Cut to Andie and Pacey walking out the door of school.) Pacey: 60 bucks for you, 60 bucks for me equals 120 dollars. Andie: Do you have an abacas in your pocket or did you just add that in your head? Pacey: What I was thinking is a trip to New York, dinner, catch a show, then a nice romantic carriage ride through the park, what do you say? Andie: On $120?! What decade do you think we're living in? Pacey: Alright, not the Big Apple but how about a nice romantic evening here in Capeside. Andie: I hate weddings. Bridesmaids in hideous dresses, people getting all gooey...it's too sentimental for me. Pacey: Too sentimental for you? A girl who just yesterday was brought to tears by a Nike commercial. Andie: Well, I draw the line at weddings. The whole institution of marriage is an antiquated construct. I think that if a couple wants to stay together, they should do so by choice. I mean, all those sweeping vows and public ceremony, it just sets people up to fail miserably! Pacey: I know you have issues where this is concerned, but you've never been to a wedding with me. You come with me on Saturday. If by the end of the night, you're not convinced that they are the most beautiful ritual that mankind has ever created, I'll let you keep the money. All of it. Yours and mine. Andie: Hm. I have been itching to buy a new pair of Nikes that I just recently saw advertised... Pacey: Andie McPhee, your days as a wedding cynic are numbered. Andie: Ah, we'll see about that one. (They ht their bottles of water together and then take a drink.) (Cut to Joey coughing talking to her dad.) Joey: I think...that you may have overdone that on the horseradish. It did clear my sinuses though. (Mr. Potter spots Dawson.) Mr.Potter: Dawson Leery, I thought for sure that when I came back you two would be (missed word), what happened? Joey: Long story. Mr.Potter: Hello, Dawson! (They shake hands.) Dawson: Mr. Potter. Mr.Potter: You're a sight for sore eyes. Dawson: Thank you, congratulations, welcome back! Mr.Potter: Thank you. (pauses) You're looking good. Dawson: Thank you. Mr.Potter: You kids are all grown up. It's amazing, but let's catch up later. I have a horseradish issue to deal with. Dawson: Ah.. Joey: We're catering a wedding. Dawson: I know. I told Jack I could help out. Mr.Potter: Good! Tell your parents I said hello. Dawson: You'll actually be able to tell them yourself. They'll be guests at the wedding on Saturday. (Mr.Potter smiles and goes back into the kitchen. Dawson looks at Joey and raises his eyebrows.) Dawson: Wow! So your dad's back? How long have you known? Joey: Total surprise. Dawson: (sympathetic) That's got to be a lot to deal with. (concerned) How are you doing? Joey: (she stares almost in a daze into his eyes and snaps out of it) I'm okay. Dawson: Okay? Joey: I mean, I was kind of on an emotional overload this morning, but, uh, I ran into Jack and with his typically intuitive insight, he was able to calm me down. Dawson: (seems a little envious of Jack, smiles fakely) Great! Joey: I was looking for you ...but then I had to cut school early to come here to help out. (Awkward pause.) Joey: Taste this. (she turns around and grabs a plate) Horseradish and (missed word) salmon. We're serving it at the wedding. (She puts the fork up towards his mouth when they overhear a conversation between two women at a nearby table.) Woman #1: ...what he did to their mother? He cheated on her while the poor woman was dying of cancer! I don't think he should ever be allowed back into Capeside. I mean, he's a drug dealer! Woman #2: Shhh! Keep your voice down! (Cut back to Dawson and Joey. Joey's obviously upset by this) Dawson: Well, that's Capeside for you. Joey: (talking fast, the way she always does when she's trying to escape something) You know, I gotta get back into the kitchen but thank you for helping out this weekend! (She walks back towards the kitchen.) Dawson: Joey! (pauses) Joey! (Commercials. Cut to Joey giving orders before the wedding.) Joey: Okay, Pacey and Andie, I need you to take care of the wedding cake and arrange the tables. (they nod) Jack and Dawson, if you guys could take care of the champagne and the appetizers. (they nod) (to all) And if there are any catastrophes, you can come to me. I'll either be in the kitchen or out on the floor. (Bessie walks in.) Joey: Bessie, the guests are already starting to arrive. We're going to survive this, right? Bessie: Of course we will! Just relax, and breathe. Joey: I don't have time to breathe... (Joey starts turning the corner and Dawson follows her holding two champagne bottles.) Dawson: Joey! About those women at the Icehouse... Joey: What about them, Dawson? They're just a bunch of Capeside's ignoramuses. What do they know? I mean, it's bound to happen when your father's an infamous philanderer and drug dealer. Dawson: Are you okay, though? I'm worried about you. (Joey quickly snaps towards him, obviously jumpy and stressed.) Joey: I'm fine! Dawson, I'm fine. Honestly, I don't care about those idiotic women, there are 100 people out there, waiting to eat, and at this point, getting them fed is the only thing on my mind! (She walks off quickly and Dawson looks after her and sighs. Cut to Dawson out on the floor serving glasses of champagne. He runs into his mother.) Gail: Hey, Dawson. Have you seen your father? Dawson: No, I haven't. Gail: Well, you were right that I should take some of my own advice. I've decided that this has gone on long enough. I'm going to get your father back. Dawson: (smiles) Well, you look beautiful. Gail: Thanks, honey. (She kisses him on the cheek and walks past as Dawson glances at the entrance and sees his father with his film teacher. He looks back at his mom, who is also noticing. Dawson accidentily knocks over the last champagne glass standing and he goes to clean up the mess. Cut to Andie and Pacey wheeling in the cake into a room.) Pacey: Isn't this romantic, sweetheart? I mean, can't you just feel the anticipatory excitement in the air? Two young lovers about to be united in the bounds of holy matrimony. I'm getting goosebumps, how about you? Andie: Yeah, don't push me. I've got a cake Knfe in my hand, Pacey. Pacey: (laughs) Okay, let's just finish this thing off and we can get out there and watch the ceremony. Andie: I'm not watching the ceremony. Pacey: Sure, you are. You can watch it from my lap. Andie: Yeah, right, in your dreams. Pacey: You know, I wish I had money like these people. When someone in my family gets married, you end up wearing polyester, they serve fishsticks for appetizers, and the whole thing winds up in a drunken brawl. That's why I like to make moments like this perfect. Beautiful location, best champagne, and every penny in place. Andie: It may look perfect, but stretch beneath the surface and you will find distrangement, despair, and dysfunction. I mean, at least your family's imperfection reflects reality. My family, we look perfect, but on the inside we're falling apart. Pacey: You're just a regular Polyanna today, aren't ya? Go easy on the sunshine, sister. Andie: (angry) Alright, Pacey. I told you I didn't want to come to this wedding. I told you it would only put me in a bad mood, and you forced me to come. So you know what? Now you're going to have to deal with the consequences-- (She moves her hands out to prove her point and she knocks over the top layer of the cake which smashes to the ground. Joey saw the cake drop and she closes her eyes and sighs.) Andie: Ahh.. Pacey: Oh, dear lord... (Cut to Dawson going into the room where the bride's at. She's sitting in a chair, obviously upset.) Dawson: (surprised) Hi. Pam: Hi... Dawson: Are you okay? Pam: I think I'm having a heart attck. Dawson: D-do you want me to get somebody? Pam: No! Don't get anybody! Just help me get this window open (she goes over to a window.) Dawson: Wh-What are you trying to do? Pam: (hesitantly) Can you keep a secret? Dawson: Yeah.. Pam: I'm not going through with this. I can't get married. Dawson: W-why not? (Pam starts crying.) Pam: I want to diieee....oh, please, just let me die... Dawson: What's the matter? Don't you love him? Pam: I don't know. That's the thing. What if I marry him and it's the biggest mistake of my life? Dawson: I-I don't know what to say... (Dawson just kinda stares at her wondering how the world he got himself into this mess. Cut to Jen's house. Abby and Jen are in Jen's room.) Grams: Jennifer! Would you please turn that down! Jen: Sorry, Grams! Abby: (mocking) Jennifer! Would you please turn that down! (They laugh) Abby: I'm bored. Jen: What do you want to do tonight, huh? I'm determined to have a blast no matter what. Abby: I don't know. I think we're in desperate need of the 3 B's: booze, boys, (tries to think of the other, starts over)...booze, boys.. (Jen laughs.) Abby: Well, that's only two B's. So what are Dawson and those other lame excuses for teenagers doing tonight? Jen: The Icehouse is catering this wedding at the Atheneom...everybody's there. Guess nobody thought to invite me. I guess I'm not really part of the 'inner circle'. Abby: The Atheneom? Free champagne, older guys in tuxedos...me likes. Jen: One problem, Abby. Lack of invitation. Abby: Well, an invitation has never stopped me before. I say we get really dressed up, and crash that wedding. We'll show Dawson and his little click a wedding they'll never forget. (They laugh. Cut to the people in the ceremony looking at their watches, waiting. Cut to Dawson in the room with the crying bride.) Dawson: Okay, I don't want to put any pressure on you but the ceremony is about to start...you've really got to make a decision. Jack: (from outside the door) Hey Dawson! Dawson: (to Pam) Hold on! I'll handle this. (Dawson opens the door.) Jack: Were you in there long enough? Dawson: Well, we've got a little problem. The bride wants to jump out the window. Jack: Where is she? Dawson: She's in there. She's hysterical. We might have to cancel the wedding. Jack: Let me talk to her. Dawson: I really don't think you could do any good right now. Jack: Where is she? (Dawson opens the door and the place where Pam was sitting is empty.) Dawson: She was right there. (They look at the closed bathroom door. Cut to Joey in the kitchen. Bessie walks in.) Joey: Where's Dad? Bessie: Why? What's happening? Joey: This wedding is rapidly becoming a disaster. Jack and Dawson disappeared. Pacey and Andie just ruined the cake and the food isn't even ready yet. Bessie: Joey, just calm down. Everything's going to be okay. Joey: No, Dawson's right! I mean, Bessie, we have enough to deal with now that Dad's back without taking on this wedding! We were so blinded by all of a sudden paying back our debts that we overlook the now painfully obvious reality that we have no idea what we're doing! Bessie: It's not that bad! Everything's under control. We're just experiencing a few glitches. Joey: A few glitches? Bessie, we're going to ruin this wedding and humiliate ourselves, again, in front of all of Capeside! It's the story of our lives. Bessie: No! It's not over yet. We can do this. I don't think we should get Dad all worked up about it? Joey: Why not?! This was his bright idea in the first place! He tore our family apart and he thinks he can just put it back together in a day, well, he can't! (Bessie's face drops and she turns around and walks out of the room and Joey closes her eyes and slowly turns around hoping she won't see who she thinks she will. Her father overheard the whole conversation.) (Cut to people impatiently awaiting for the ceremony to begin. Cut to Dawson and Jack leaned against the door of the bathroom.) Jack: If you don't open up the door, I'm going to have to get your mother. (Dawson gives him a look.) Jack: It was worth a try. (All of a sudden they hear something. They move away and open the door.) Jack: Hey! How you doin'? Pam: I'm going to be sick. Jack: Are you havin' second thoughts? Pam: I keep thinking...what if Alan isn't my soulmate? What if my soulmate is still out there and I just haven't met him yet? And now, I'm giving up my one chance for perfect love. Jack: You could spend your whole life looking for perfect love, and I promise you. You'll never find it. (She starts crying again.) Jack: No! It's-it's-because love isn't perfect! Everyone's flawed. Including you. Including Alan. But Alan loves you, and that love is real. Are you sure you want to walk away from something that's real? For a dream that may not even exist? (She smiles. Jack smiles.) Jack: C'mon. You're just suffering from an acute case of the wedding day jitters. It wouldn't be a wedding without em. It's a tradition! It's like throwing a bouquet or taking off the garter. Besides, I bet when you start to walk down that aisle, and you look into Alan's eyes, all your fears are just going to dissolve away. (Cut to Pam walking down the aisle. Cut to Mitch looking over at Gail. Cut to Dawson looking at Joey, she looks back at him and smiles. Cut to Pam walking up to Dawson and Jack.) Pam: (to Jack) I don't even know you, but you saved my life. Thank you. (She kisses him on the cheek.) Pam: I'm so happy. (She walks off.) Dawson: Okay, I talk to her for 20 minutes and she wants to jump out of a window, you come in and in two minutes, you save her marriage. (confused) How do you do that? Jack: Well, I train with this Indian shamin who lives up in the woods. (They laugh.) Jack: I don't know. I guess I just happen to say the right things. Dawson: (pause) There's a time where she used to come to me. Jack: Joey? Dawson: Yeah. Whenever she had bad news or something she wanted to talk about, she would climb through my window and we'd talk for hours and hours. Now she goes to you. Jack: Dawson, I don't think you should draw any conclusions about your relationship with Joey based on something so circumstantial. I may be friends with her...but you're her soulmate. Dawson: You just told the bride you don't believe in soulmates. Jack: I don't believe in perfect love, but I do believe that there are people who's lives are inextricably intertwined, who have a bond that lasts forever. That can never be broken. And she needs you now, man. You're the only one that knows her whole history. You're the only one that knows what she's going through. Dawson: I know! And I keep on reaching out to her but between her pride...and this wedding. It's--I can't connect. Jack: Maybe what she needs is for you to force a connection. (Dawson thinks. Cut to Andie watching at the door to a back room.) Andie: Ohhhh my God! Hurry up, they're coming! (Pacey takes the stuff away from "the cake") Pacey: How's it look? (It looks like a blob) Andie: What have you done?! That looks worse! Pacey: Well, I don't know! I'm not a pastry chef, alright? Andie: Oh my God, Pacey! (Pam opens the door.) Pam: Hi! (Andie jumps in front of it.) Andie: Hi! Pam: Is the cake back here? I want to see it. Andie: No, it's--it's...it's very bad luck for the bride to see her wedding cake on an empty stomach! Pam: Really? What will happen? Andie: She'll get fat! Pam: Ohh. Andie: They say. Pam: I've only heard that the...top layer of the cake represents the marriage. (Andie's eyes get huge.) Pam: (cont.) We're supposed to put it in the freezer for good luck and (getting teary-eyed) eat it on our first anniversary. Andie: Awwww. (Pam turns and leaves. Andie shuts the door.) Andie: Did you hear that? That's an omen! If their marriage breaks up it will be our fault. Pacey: Our fault? I think you mean your fault. It was your wild instrictulations that sent this baby flying in the first place. Andie: Ohhh God, when she comes in to cut the cake she's going to be horrified! I should not have come. Not only have I wrecked their wedding, but I've put a curse on their marriage! Pacey: Andie, would you settle down! Weren't you the one that was just yelling about anti-symbolism anyhow? Andie: Yeah, but her wedding day is supposed to be perfect! I mean, look at that cake! And the little itsy bitsy groom is covered in frosting... Pacey: (squints his eyes at her) I knew it. (pauses) I'm not working on this cake for one more minute until you admit to me that you're a closet romantic. Andie: I am not. I already told you. It's a bogus, sentimental convention. (Pacey walks towards the door and holds it open.) Andie: Oh my God, the groom! Pacey! (through clenched teeth) Come on! (Pacey raises his eyebrows and shakes his head no.) Andie: Okay! I admit it, you're right. I'm a sucker for taffeta, the sight of the little flower girl makes me weepy! I'm a wedding fanatic! There! Are you happy? (Pacey smiles and walks back towards the cake.) Andie: Hurry up. The cake. (Cut to Mr.Potter finishing up some plates and Joey walks in and sets her tray down.) Joey: Hi Dad. Mr.Potter: Hey. I think we're pretty much caught up here. The Potter's will find a way. Joey: It looks amazing. Mr.Potter: When you spend three months alone in a prison cell, it can make you monstrously self-absorbed. I never even considered how my presence here would adversely effect you. Joey: I'm really stressed out. I didn't mean any of those things. Mr.Potter: Well, whether you did or didn't, you were completely right. You two have been so strong. You've done so well and here comes your criminal father, coming back to Capeside to bring you more shame and scandal. Joey: You can't expect to come back and have everything be back to normal again. Things have changed and I think we need to deal with this as a family before we invite in the malignous scrutiny of total strangers... Mr.Potter: I'm the father. I'm the one who's supposed to be protecting you against all the harsh realities of the world and here you are protecting me. Yet again I'm failing in my parental duties. Joey: Please don't say that. Mr.Potter: I better go check on that salmon... (He leaves. Cut to Gail taking a glass of champagne from someone.) Gail: Thank you. (Dawson walks up.) Dawson: How you doin', Mom? Gail: Dawson, who is that woman with your father? Dawson: That would be my film teacher at school. The notorious one who told me that my film was insipid. (Mitch and the film teacher start to head over.) Gail: How long has he been seeing her? Dawson: I don't know. Mitch: Hello, Gail. This is Nicole. (Gail gives her an evil look.) Mitch: And of course you know Dawson. (Dawson manages a smile.) Nicole: Well, it was a lovely wedding, wasn't it? Gail: Honey, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find my seat. Dawson: Okay. Dad, can I talk to you for a second? Mitch: Yeah. (They walk away.) Mitch: Dawson, I know this is awkward for you. Truthfully, I didn't know you were going to be here. Dawson: That's not the point, Dad. You knew that Mom was going to be here. Mitch: Nicole is a colleague. She's smart and she's funny and I enjoy spending time with her and if your mother has a problem with that she's going to have to deal with it. I have to live my life. (He notices he's getting too loud and some people are starting to watch. He pauses and starts quieter.) Mitch: I'm sorry. The last thing I want to do is put you in the middle. Dawson: Well, that's exactly what you're doing by dating teachers from my school. (Cut to Abby and Jen standing idly behind the tables at the wedding.) Jen: Abby, there are no cute guys here. It's totally the middle age set. Abby: I think you need a father figure, Jen. Somebody who has more sexual experience than you, if that's possible. Jen: Oh, shut up. Abby: I'm just kidding. Jen: I'm sure that they're all married. Abby: Well, maybe it's time to graduate from nymphet to homewrecker. Cheers. Jen: Cheers. (They ht their champagne glasses together and Andie walks up to them.) Abby: Oh, look. Love the outfit, Andie. You look like a little penguin. Andie: What are you guys doing here? Abby: Raising hell, what are you doing here? Andie: Okay, look, I don't think it's a very good idea for you guys to be here, okay? This is a romantic occasion, please don't ruin it! Abby: Oh, well we'll just keep you company then. Andie: Look, we're in the middle of handling a crisis here. We don't need this kind of distraction. (She starts dragging them towards the door.) Abby: (confused) Are you kicking us out? Andie: Yes! This is not a tailgate party, it's a wedding! It's invitation only and your being here is going to get us all in trouble so please just leave. Abby: Geez, you might want to try upping the dosage on those mood sab! Andie: The exit is that way. Jen: Listen Abby, why don't we just go on down to the boardwalk and we'll come back after dinner when everyone's a little more toasted and not so uptight. (They walk towards the door and Abby grabs a bottle of champagne out of a bucket and turns back to Andie.) Abby: For the road...buh-bye! (She leaves and Andie angrily walks back towards the back room. Cut to Dawson carrying some cups into the back. He finds Joey in a room.) Dawson: Joey, what's wrong? Joey: Nothing. Dawson: Joey, you've been crying. Don't tell me nothing's wrong. I know you. Joey: Dawson, it's just been a really hectic day, I'm fine. (Dawson looks at her and she looks him in the eye and tries to prove she is fine but she can't and she looks down and gives in.) Joey: I'm just really scared. (Dawson seems almost relieved that she's telling him.) Joey: I just get him back and what if he hurts me again? I can't keep getting my heart broken by him. Dawson: (comforting) Joey... Joey: I can't... Dawson: I think in the back of your mind, you've always felt that as soon as your father got back, everything would be fine. Life would be perfect. I think your father probably felt the same way, too. As soon as he got back he could just clean up every mess, right every wrong, but ...he can't. You two are both suffering under the burden of such impossibly high expectations right now and all this hurt and pain and anger that you're feeling isn't going to just disappear ...and that's okay. (She looks at him, questionably.) Dawson: Joey, for these past three years you have been so unbelievably strong. I mean, you've let the petty gossips and judgements of this town roll right off you. Don't let them get to you now. (pauses) Now's the time to dig in your heels and show them that you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. And...you're not alone in this. You have a father now. You have a family again. And you will always...have me. Joey: (whispers) Thank you. (They hug. Cut to Joey walking back into the kitchen with a tray.) Mr.Potter: Hey! How'd it go out there? Joey: Well, no one's complained of bachelorism yet. I think it went well. (There's a long silence.) Joey: Dad, do you remember Melissa Barry? She always wore her hair on top of her head and a ponytail? Mr.Potter: Yeah, she was a friend of yours. Joey: Yeah...(pauses) the day you were arrested, I was at school in the bathroom in one of the stalls and I overheard her talking about you. About how you were a drug dealer and how we lived in a crack house and she was laughing and, I remember, I was so upset. I ran home and I cried for hours and Dawson came over and he cheered me up. The next day I went to school and I walked up to her and I looked her straight in the eye ...and I smiled and I walked away like nothing ever happened. Mr.Potter: Joey, I'm sorry. Joey: No, that's not my point. People are always going to talk. That's tough and I'll always walk with my head held high and they can't crush me. And I know that you've been through a lot. You've made your mistakes, but...you're my dad. And I'm proud of you. The thing is...protecting your strength from the outside world is one thing...please don't pretend with me and I promise I won't pretend with you. (pauses trying not to cry) But, um, I just wanted to say...I love you and I'm really glad that you're home. (They hug and a tear rolls down Mr. Potter's face.) Joey: Come on. I want to show my dad off to all of Capeside. Mr.Potter: I think you were right before. When it comes to the outside world, I think we should take things slow. Joey: But I don't care about the outside world. I care about you. There's a celebration going on and we have so much to celebrate. Come with me. Mr.Potter: I'm not ready, Joey. Not yet. (He walks off and Joey looks down at the ground. Cut to Pacey and Andie wheeling the cake out.) Pacey: Ahh...so, how's it look? Andie: It--It looks great! Thank you! (She turns to hug him and almost knocks it over again.) Pacey: Wo-wo-wo. Andie: Oh, yeah...we should probably get this on top now. (She starts to lift it and Pacey stops her.) Pacey: Andie, why don't I take care of that for you? (He gets it on and the bride and groom walk up.) Pam: May I..May I see the cake now? (Andie moves out of the way.) Pam: Oh, it's beautiful. (They kiss. Cut to Pam putting cake into Alan's mouth. Cut to Pacey and Andie watching.) Pacey: You must just be disgusted right now with all this sentimental bogus symbolism. Andie: Shut up, Pacey. (Cut to Abby and Jen walking drunkedly up the stairs.) Jen: Do you ever think that you'll get married? Abby: Married? To some beer-swiggling, football-watching bonehead? (Jen laughs.) Jen: Living in some cookie cutter house with two snot-nose little brats. Driving the car pool baby. (They sit on the edge of the docks with their back facing the fall towards the water.) Abby: Grocery shopping. Jen: Climbing the walls. Abby: Popping Valium. Jen: Suburban nightmare. Abby: You know, I don't think I'll ever be happy. Wherever I am, I'll always want to be somewhere else. Whatever I have, I'll always want something different. Jen: I hear ya! Abby: I just don't want to be a cliche. Jen: Or a whore. (Abby laughs and takes the champagne bottle from her.) Abby: Let me have a drink! Jen: Amen! (Abby leans back and loses her balance and falls over and hits her head on one of the wooden poles and drops the champagne bottle. Jen starts laughing like crazy.) Abby: Don't laugh: that hurt, you bitch! (She tries to regain her balance but slips and falls over the back of the dock and falls into the water.) Jen: (Yelling) Abby! Abby!!! Oh my God! Abby!!!!! Abby? Abby! (After surveying the water for any sign of Abby, Jen jumps in after her. Cut to the wedding where everyone's dancing.) Pacey: May I have the pleasure of this dance, Miss McPhee? (She puts her arm in his.) Andie: Pacey, I guess wedding's aren't that bad. Pacey: See, I win. I knew you'd come around. Andie: I think that when we get married ...we should do it in Venice. (Pacey's face falls.) Andie: It's the city of romance. What do you think? Pacey: I think by the time we're married that city will have already sunk into the sea. (Andie gives him a look.) Andie: We'll see. (Cut to Mitch and Nicole dancing. Cut to Gail sitting at a table by herself. Dawson sees her. He walks over.) Dawson: Mom? Will you dance with me? Gail: (smiles) Yes. (They walk out onto the floor.) Dawson: You know, a very wise person told me that knowing what you want is half the battle. The trick is to stay tenacious and never let a minor setback derail your vision. Gail: Thank you, honey. (Cut to Joey and Jack standing beside the dance floor.) Jack: Well, you did it. The wedding was a success. Joey: I'm just glad it's over. I mean, no money in the world is worth this kind of stress. (Jack's face changes as he spots something across the room. Mr.Potter walks out of the kitchen in a tux.) Jack: Joey. (He motions his head for her to look. She sees him and smiles.) Joey: Daddy. (She walks closer and he pulls out one red rose and gives it to her. She smiles.) Mr.Potter: May I have this dance? (They start dancing. Cut to Dawson's face smiling watching Joey dance with her dad. Cut to Bessie walking out of the kitchen and smiling when she sees Joey dancing with her father. Cut to Pacey and Andie dancing then to the bride and the groom dancing. Then back to Joey and her dad.) Mr.Potter: I think there's someone else who wants to dance with you. (Joey looks at him confused and he looks over at Dawson and Gail.) Joey: Dad. Gail: Hello, Mike. Welcome home. Mr.Potter: Thank you. Would you like to dance? Gail: I would love to. (They start dancing and Dawson and Joey look at each other. Joey sighs and wraps her arms around his neck and they start dancing.) Joey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Joey: So, thank you. Dawson: (smiles) For what? Joey: For being my friend, for understanding me better than anyone, and for putting up with me for the last 16 years. (pauses) I love you. Dawson: I love you, too. (They kiss and then they pull away from each other and they lean in and start kissing again. Gail and Mr. Potter notice them and smile. Jack sees them and he smiles. Cut to a zoom out sht of everyone dancing and Dawson and Joey are still kissing on the dance floor. Cut to an ambulance while paramedics are zipping up Abby Morgan, now dad with mud on her face, in a body bag as Jen stands next to the ambulance wrapped in a blanket crying. Zoom out of the sh*t. Cue ending credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "02x18 - A Perfect Wedding"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 219, "Rest in Peace" CAST James Van Der Beek: Dawson Leery Kaite Holmes: Joey Potter Joshua Jackson: Pacey Witter Michelle Williams: Jen Lindley Meredith Monroe: Andie McPhee Kerr Smith: Jack McPhee Evelyn "Grams" Ryan: Mary Beth Peil Gareth Williams: Mike Potter Gail Leery: Mary-Margaret Humes Mitch Leery: John Wesely Shipp Abby Morgan: Monica Keena Written by Mike White Directed by David Semel Original Air Date: May 5, 1999 (Outside Dawson's house -- Joey and Dawson are walking back from the wedding.) Joey: (laughing) Dawson... (He laughs and they kiss, heading towards the ladder.) Joey: 'K, are you sure this is a good idea? Dawson: Jo, don't analyze this, okay? (They kiss again.) Joey: Right, don't analyze. Dawson: We don't need to discuss this. (They kiss again at the foot of the ladder, this time longer and more passionately.) Dawson: K? Let's go upstairs. Joey: (smiles) Okay. (She starts climbing the ladder and Dawson stares up after her smiling. Cut to Joey climbing through his window and Dawson following, kissing and giggling the whole way, oblivious to Jen sitting on the bed. Dawson starts kissing Joey's neck and she notices her.) Dawson: Jen? Joey: What's wrong? Jen: (mumbling..almost deliriously) Abby...and I were on the dock and ....and we were up there ...and we...we were drinking ...and she ...fell back and ht her head ...and she ...she drowned. (pauses) Abby's dad. (Joey is shocked, as well as Dawson, and she goes and sits next to Jen on the bed and puts her arm around her as Jen starts crying.) (OPENING CREDITS) (Cut to Joey looking through an old photo album of pictures of her with her mother. She has a tear rolling down her face. Her dad walks out.) Mr.Potter: (looking at the pictures) Seems like a lifetime ago. Your mother loved that dress. I told her to take it back, too expensive. She went out and bought two of em just like it just despite me. (Joey cracks a small smile.) Mr.Potter: That was your mother. Why are you looking at this? Joey: This girl at my school died on Saturday night. She drowned. Mr.Potter: Joey, that's terrible. Were you two close? Joey: No, not particularly. She was sort of a nightmare. But it's, uh, sort of got me thinking...remembering. Mr.Potter: Joey, we, uh, never really talked about your mother or her death... Joey: (obviously avoiding) Well, uh, it's getting late and I have to be getting to school so... (She gets up and takes her cup back into the kitchen and grabs her bag. Cut to Capeside High. Jen's walking through the hallway to her locker and everybody's staring at her. Cut to a group of kids sitting in a circle around a counselor. Pacey, Andie, Jack, and Jen are included.) Counselor: Hi, my name is Elizabeth, and I'm a grief counselor. I'm here to facilitate a discussion about Abby. I know you've all be dealt a heavy blow, but by sharing your feelings with each other, it could aid in the long, and difficult, process we call grieving. (Pacey's biting his nails, obviously unconcerned about the whole thing as Andie stares around the room and Jack just looks bored.) Girl: I'd like to make an announcement. The Girls' Service League is distributing yellow arm bands that we're wearing in Abby's memory. If anyone would like an arm band, please meet me in the cafeteria at lunchtime. (Jen just laughs unbelievably at the concern. Jack scratches his nose.) Counselor: Jennifer. I was told that you were a close friend of Abigail's. Would you like to talk about some of the feelings your experiencing? Jen: No. Counselor: That's perfectly okay. I understand. Andie? Did you know Abigail? Andie: Yeah, I did. Counselor: Can you talk about your feelings? Andie: Well, um...I guess I'm feeling shocked. I mean she was so incredibly alive and she had such a great spirit. It's-it's really a tragedy. (Jen is disgusted by these fake feelings of concern so she grabs her things and storms out.) Counselor: Jennifer? (Cut to the cafeteria. Dawson is watching the girl hand out the yellow arm bands.) Girl: Thank you so much for honoring Abby's memory. (Joey comes over.) Joey: Hey. Dawson: (smiles) Hey. Joey: Listen, I know we have a lot to talk about concerning the other night but.. Dawson: Listen, Joey, could we just not ...go there...right now? Because I mean there's ...a lot going on and we can analyze this to death later just... Joey: Right. (Joey kind of looks around and scoots in closer.) Dawson, the truth is, I never really liked Abby. Dawson: Ditto. Joey: I actually despised her. Dawson: It's weird. I mean, Abby was weird, that she died was weird, the way she died was weird. I can't even imagine what the funeral's going to be like. Joey: I'm not going. Dawson: You're not? Joey: The last funeral I went to was my mom's. I mean, I haven't even gone to her gravesite. I think going to Abby's funeral would just open this Pandora's Box of emotions that, frankly, I'd rather keep sealed tight. Dawson: (tentatively) Joey...your mother died three years ago. If you have these feelings you haven't dealt with, how long were you planning on waiting? Joey: I don't know. I guess I'm just...there's a part of me that's still holding on. That little girl inside is just waiting for her return. You know, that her death was just some cosmic error and eventually, God will realize he made a terrible mistake and he'll send her back to me like he did my dad. And ...(smiles) I'll have my mom again. (looks at Dawson) I know it sounds ridiculous. Dawson: No, no, it's-no. But, I mean, that's a child's false hope. Eventually, you're going to have to let it go. Joey: Yeah, but I don't want to let it go. (pauses) You don't know what it's like, Dawson. (Cut to Jen, in the bathroom, splashing water on her makeup-stained face. Andie enters.) Andie: Um, Jen? I've been looking all over for you. You just stormed out of class. Are you okay? Jen: If dealing with Abby's death isn't hard enough, but to watch everybody parade around like Abby was their best friend, it's sickening. Aside from me, Abby didn't have a single friend in Capeside. Andie: That's because she was a--(stops herself) Jen: A bitch! Come on, Andie, say it! Abby was a bitch. Andie: Well, I wouldn't go that far... Jen: Yeah, well, you would've three days ago, but now that she's dad you wax poetic about her great spirit. It's so insincere! Andie: Well, I don't think it's appropriate to maline her character after she's gone! Jen: It isn't malining if it's true! Believe me, it would have been easier for everybody if Abby had just been this wonderful person with this virtuous qualities but she wasn't! She was mean! And the least we can do is acknowledge who she really was. (Jen exits out the bathroom, Andie follows.) Andie: Jen, listen, I know this must be hard for you. Jen: And I am so sick and tired of people treating me like I'm some kind of celebrity just because I happened to be at the scene of the crime. It's funny. Abby spent her entire life shattering our fragile egos and that's why people disliked her so intensely. Leave it to Abby. Even in her death she's still exposing hypocrisy. Andie: Well, I feel bad but I always tried to reach out to her and everytime she rejected me. Jen: She rejected you?! If you hadn't rejected her at the wedding, none of this ever would have happened! Andie: What? Jen: You kicked us out of the wedding, Andie. That's why we were at the docks in the first place. Andie: (slowly) Don't say that. Jen: I'm sorry, okay? I can't--I've got to go home. (She leaves down the hall. Cut to Dawson coming in his front door, he spots his mom coming down the stairs.) Dawson: Hey! Gail: Hi honey! So...how was school? Dawson: Weird. Everybody's playing the beautiful mourners but underneath there's this weird sense they're all munchkins finally freed from the spell of the wicked witch of the east. (Kristin's note: Wasn't it the wicked witch of the west?) Gail: Well, honey, I know you're dealing with a lot right now, but I have some news I need to share with you. Dawson: You sound serious. Gail: No, no, no, it's not bad news. It's good news. Remember the piece I did on the teenage girls? Dawson: Yeah. Gail: Well, I won the Peil Vision Award for Excellence for News Broadcasting. (Dawson hugs her.) Dawson: That's incredible, Mom! Congratulations! Gail: Oh, but that's not the news. The news is that because of the award, I've been offered a job as network correspondent. It's a lot of money, it's high profile, it's...in Philadelphia. (Dawson's face drops.) Dawson: Oh. Are you going to take it? Gail: Well, professionally, it's a huge leap for me. It's what I've always worked for. Dawson: But I don't want to move to Philadelphia... Gail: Oh, I completely understand that. You're halfway through high school. No, I do not want to uproot you. If I took the job, I assume your father would move back in and I would come home as often as I could... Dawson: S-So what about you and Dad? Are you guys just throwing in the towel? Gail: Well, that's the last thing I want, but I'm hitting my head up against the wall here, honey. Your father doesn't seem to have any interest in making things work. So if I walk away from this career opportunity, and I lose this marriage, what do I have? Dawson: You still have me. (She smiles. Cut to Grams walking in to Jen's room where Jen's lying on her bed wrapped in a blanket.) Grams: Jennifer, I'm worried about you. Jen: Don't be. I'm just tired. Grams: You know, I can't say I was particularly fond of your friend, Abby. I always had the distinct impression that she was mocking me. (Jen smiles.) Grams: She was, wasn't she? Jen: Don't take it personally, Grams. Abby was mocking everyone. Grams: But she was your friend. It's so hard to understand why God would take someone so young...with so much left to learn, so much left to live. It really tests one's faith. Jen: Yeah, well, maybe I didn't have any faith to begin with. Grams: Well, rest assured, God may work in mysterious ways but He has a plan. Jen: Well, if God had a plan for Abby, she certainly wasn't following it. Grams: God has a plan for everybody, including Abby. Including you. Jen: Grams, I really don't want to have a religious discussion right now. Grams: It's times like this that-- Jen: Grams, please! Okay? Grams: Alright, but...I'm here for you. Whenever you need me. (Cut to Pacey and Andie in a deli-like restaurant.) Pacey: I can't believe Jen would accuse you of being responsible. She was drunk, she fell, she drowned. End of story. It was nobody's fault, least of all, yours. Andie: Yeah, but ...I was so mean to her. Pacey: Oh, come on, you've got to be kidding me! (to cashier) Thanks! (to Andie) Abby Morgan was one of the most hideous creatures to ever haunt the streets of Capeside and you bent over backwards to befriend her. You really shouldn't be taking this that hard, Andie. Andie: Don't tell me how I should be feeling. If I'm upset, then I'm upset. If I feel guilty, then I feel guilty. I think those are perfectly valid feelings. Pacey: You're right, I'm sorry. I just don't like seeing you like this, okay? (Two women walk by their table. Once they're out of earshot...) Andie: Oh, God, Pacey. Don't look now, but Abby's mother just walked in. (Abby's mother turns and spots Andie and walks towards her.) Abby's mother: Don't I know you? Andie: Yes, Mrs. Morgan, I'm Andie McPhee. You drove me home once. Abby's mother: Oh, that's right. You're a friend of Abby's. She talked a lot about you. (Andie looks at Pacey, confused.) Andie: She did? Oh, Mrs. Morgan, I am so sorry about what happened. Abby's mother: Will you be coming to the funeral? Andie: Oh, of course...of course I will. Abby's mother: You know, no one's offered to give a eulogy...and I'm not really familiar with any of her other school friends, you will be saying a few words about her, won't you? Andie: What? Abby's mother: Since she was so fond of you. Andie: Sure...sure... Abby's mother: Thank you. (She walks away. Andie looks at Pacey, worried.) Andie: A eulogy? (She stressfully rests her head on her hand on the table. Cut to Pacey and Andie walking in the rain to Abby's house.) Pacey: You don't have to deliver this eulogy. Just lay low. Pretend Abby's mother you're too upset. Andie: No. I have to find a way to honor Abby's memory both truthfully and respectively. Her family deserves that much. I'll always remember the nice things people said at my brother's funeral. (They reach the house, it's nice.) Pacey: You okay? Andie: It just occured to me that I've never even seen her house. It's so pretty. Pacey: Yeah, I know. I was halfway expecting this gothic castle, you know? The gargoyles leering down on you from the spires... (They enter the house. It's nice, lots of flowers.) Pacey: Okay, this is morbid. Explain to me again what this is going to accomplish besides making you even more freaked out? Andie: I just want to see her room...you know? Where she brushed her hair, (pauses) and planned her future. Pacey: Why? Andie: Look, we'll just say our condulgences and slip into her room. (Cut to Jen drinking liquor on the docks where there's a bunch of flowers and a cross. She takes a bouquet and throws it over the side of the docks. Cut to Andie and Pacey entering Abby's room.) Pacey: Hey, what if Abby's mother saw us come in here together? She probably thinks I'm trying to get lucky in the middle of her daughter's memorial. Andie: Oh, this is really strange. It's almost like the room is waiting for her to come back... Pacey: This is really creepy, Andie. Can we go now, please? Andie: (grabs a book) Wait a minute...this is her diary. The real thoughts of any girl is all in the confines of her personal diary. Pacey: (takes it) You know what? People's privacy deserves to be respected, even in death. Andie: (takes it back) This isn't for my curiosity, Pacey. This is for Abby. I want to be able to give her a eulogy that does justice to her character. (Andie's sitting on the bed. Pacey comes and sits next to her.) Andie: (flipping through the book) Hmmm. (picks one) "Dear Diary, Another unbelievably annoying day here on Walton's Mountain. That slut Jen Lindley literally stole my new boyfriend and right out from under my nose. (looks at Pacey) She's a bleach-blonde hoes-bag." She was probably just having a bad day. Pacey: Sure... Andie: (flips and finds another one) Okay.."Dear Diary, My mother is driving me insane. I hate her so much I must be adopted. There's no way I could share the same genes with that dried-up old wench." Pacey: I'm sure it's just another bad day, right? Andie: (nods) Yeah. (finds another) Okay. "Dear Diary, That new girl Andie is such a (mad) psycho! How many ways can you tell a person you don't like them..." What?! "She just won't take a hint! God! And that boyfriend of hers is a--" (Pacey grabs it away.) Pacey: You know what? I don't want to know. I don't want to hear it. Out the door now. Please. (Cut to Mitch in a classroom. Dawson walks in.) Mitch: Dawson, hey! Dawson: Hey. Mitch: I was just thinking about you... (Dawson sits down depressingly on the desk.) Mitch: You know, when I was young my first few experiences with death were...shocking. And as I get older, it doesn't get any easier but...it does kind of make you put your life into perspective. Makes you want to grab on to the people you love and never let go. Dawson: And on that note...um, Mom was offered a job as a network correspondent in Philadelphia. (Mitch gets up and walks around the desk.) Dawson: Don't you have anything to say? Mitch: Um, I'll call her and congratulate her. Dawson: That's it? You're going to call up, say congratulations, and just let her walk out of your life. (Dawson gets up angrily) Grab on to those you love, huh? (He leaves the room. Cut to Jack and Joey at an empty Icehouse.) Jack: So, uh, Joey? Joey: Yeah? Jack: I've tried biting my tongue, but, uh, the $64,000 question has to be asked...(speaking into the mop handle) What's up with you and Dawson? Joey: (smiles) Nothing. Jack: Oh, yeah, "nothing". You two shared a pretty conspicuous not-a-nothing kiss the other night. Come on... Joey: Yeah, well, we're putting it on hold. We have enough to deal with without adding our complicated relationship to the mix so... Jack: Alright, alright. I'll buy that...I'll buy that. So...how are you feeling otherwise? Joey: Um...okay. I've obviously had a lot on my mind lately but...how are you feeling about this whole thing? Jack: Alright, I know this sounds a little morbid but...I keep thinking about how Abby and I kissed at Dawson's birthday party which means I'm probably the last person she ever kissed. Joey: At least she went out with a bang! (Jack laughs. Joey laughs and covers her face with her hands.) Joey: I can't believe I just said that. Jack: I can't either. (They're cracking up. Cut to Dawson editing his movie.) (Onscreen) Kim (Abby): Look, I am sorry if I thrat you and your safety net. And contrary to popular belief, I am not trying to ruin your life and I am trying so hard not to-- (There's a knock at the door, offscreen. It's Pacey.) Dawson: Hey. Pacey: Hey, man. Working late, huh? Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: Your mom told me I could find you here. Dawson: So what's up? Pacey: I don't know, really. Mrs. Morgan asked Andie to give a eulogy indulging Abby's virtues. Dawson: How do you speak glowingly about a girl who rode to school on a broomstick. Pacey: It's just so frustrating, Dawson. I've been trying so hard to set everything straight for Andie, but I've got no control over these things. Dawson: I know what you mean. That's why I'm here. Pacey: It must be a sort of surreal experience editing a movie in which one of your leading ladies is no longer. (Dawson presses play.) (onscreen) Kim (Abby): Look, contrary to popular belief, I did not come here to ruin your life and I am trying so hard not to do that... (Abby starts smiling, then laughing.) Abby: I'm sorry but she has food in her teeth. (offscreen. Pacey and Dawson laugh. Cut to Jen walking into the kitchen at her house and Grams is cooking.) Grams: Perfect timing. Dinner's almost ready. (Jen walks over and leans over the pan. Grams gets a whif.) Grams: Jennifer, have you been drinking again? Jen: Not only have I been drinking, but I am drunk out of my mind. Grams: Jennifer, don't do this to yourself! Don't mask your grief with alcohol! I try to feel your pain, this drinking will only make things worse. Jen: (smiling) Worse? Come on. Worse than what? Grams: Think of the good times you shared with Abby, she'd want you to remember her that way. Jen: Well then you obviously didn't know Abby too well! She's probably down there with (missed name), doing tequila sh*t and laughing at all of us! Grams: You have to believe that Abby is in God's hands. He has a special place in his kingdom for the children. Jen: Yeah? God's got a five-bedroom beach condo in Maui for dad kids? Grams: Jennifer! Jen: Okay, Grams, for the last time, there is no God and there is no heaven and there is no peace and there is no hope. The only truth that I know is pain. So you can just keep your Sunday School fables to yourself because they make me puke! Grams: Does it give you so much pleasure to shock and offend me?! I am trying to be understanding but you insist on disobeying my rules and polluting my house with your disrespectful blastering. Jen: I guess you're finally sick of me, huh? I guess your infinite patience and compassion aren't as infinte as we thought. You know, if I can't just be myself and speak my mind...maybe I should just move out! Grams: Jennifer! (Cut to Joey and her dad eating breakfast.) Mr.Potter: What are you thinking about? Joey: I've been trying to remember Mom and... I can't get a clear picture of her in my head. It was the scariest thing... I mean, it's like she's slowly fading away and ...do you know what I mean? Mr.Potter: (nods) Joey, when I was in prison, I missed your mother. The loss combined with the guilt was almost too much for me. But...I look at you, and I know she's still here. (Joey looks at him, questionably.) Mr.Potter: You are so like your mother, Joey. She was tough ...and independent ...and funny. (laughs) In the same way you're funny. She was stubborn. Oh, she was stubborn. If you would tell her the skies blue, she would say it was green. (Joey smiles.) Mr.Potter: She's not gone. She lives on in you. And that comforts me to know end. (Cut to Pacey and Andie walking down the beach.) Andie: Uh, it's only a few hours til the funeral and I have no idea what I'm going to say. Pacey: Make something up. Tell them that Abby was a wonderful person and she'll be deeply missed, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Andie: You want me to lie? Pacey: Well, you could tell the truth. That she was a hideous abdomination and the world will be much better without her. Andie: Right and watch her mother have a heart attck and collapse into the aisle. God, Pacey, what am I going to do? Pacey: I'll give the speech. Andie: You'd do that for me? Pacey: I'd do anything to keep you from having a nervous breakdown. Andie: I'm not about to have a nervous breakdown. Pacey: Well, I'm about to have a nervous breakdown living vicariously through you, so... Andie: Really? Listen, Pacey, I know what it's like to love someone who has the propensity to become mentlly-unhinged and I don't want to be that person to you. Pacey: Andie, what am I supposed to do? Sit back and watch you agonize. If you're in distress, how can I help but come to your rescue? Andie: Well, if I'm drowning in the ocean, yes, throw me a lifeline but...don't let our roles become etched in stone. I mean, me the helpless lunatic and you, the hero on horseback. I need to take care of myself. I'm going to deliver this speech, I'll think of somethin'. Pacey: Okay... (He kisses her on the top of her head. Cut to Abby's funeral. Pacey and Andie are sitting in a pew.) Pacey: Look, it's not too late to duck out of here. Andie: No, Pacey, I'm going to do this, even if it kills me. Pacey: Okay, well, maybe we'll just slip you in the coffin with Abby. (Andie looks at him.) Pacey: It was a joke! I'm kidding... (Joey walks in and takes off her black cardigan over a black dress. She walks to the pew Dawson's sitting in.) Dawson: Hey! (She sits down.) Dawson: You made it. (She just smiles) Joey: Just hold my hand. (Dawson smiles. Grams walks in and takes a seat next to Jen.) Jen: It's the (missed word) of Capeside. Grams: Jennifer, listen, I-I lost a lot of sleep last night and I do hope that we can avoid ugly scenes like last night in the future. I wanted to let you know that I forgive you. Jen: I'm not looking for your forgiveness, Grams. I'm looking for your understanding. And that's something that you've never been able to provide. (The funeral begins.) Preacher: We are here today, to remember the life of Abigail Morgan. But before we begin, I'd like to invite those of you, who'd like to share your memories with Abby, to come forward at this time. (Dawson looks around, no one's getting up. Finally, Jen gets up. She walks up to the stand.) Jen: My name is Jen Lindley. And I was friends with Abby, as much as anyone could be because Abby had a toxic personality, in fact it was almost bordering on radioactive. Abby could be cruel and Abby could be spiteful, and Abby could certainly be petty. She spent her days mischieviously stirring up trouble, and creating calamity, and generally, taking pleasure in other people's pain. You know, in Sunday School, they teach us that God made Man in his image. Well, if God made Abby in his own image then what does that say about God? God has always been such a mystery to me. I mean, what kind of diety creates a world that is so full of suffering and so full of pain? I tell you what, Abby taught me a lot. She taught me how to do a tequilla sh*t with one hand tied behind my back, and she taught me to live life by my own set of values, and not follow the crowd, in hopes of winning some phantom popularity contest. But most of all, what's most important, is Abby taught me the sadistic nature of our God and as much as that knowledge is disturbing, it's true. And it's real. And for a world that is so saturated with phoniness and lies, for that small amount, for that little bit of honesty, I will always be grateful to her. (Jen walks down from the pulpit and heads back to her pew, where her Grams stands up, gives Jen a incredibly angry look and walks out of the church. Abby's mother looks back at Andie while the congregation stirs from Jen's comments. Andie stands up and walks to the pulpit.) Andie: Um, there are people who give me comfort in my life...who when the going gets rough, which it unbearably does, I can count on them for a shoulder to cry on. And they will pick me up when I fall, and hold me in their arms while I cry and tell me that everything is going to be alright. I am so thankful for these people, they are priceless. But there's another group of people, just as important and just as priceless...they're the people who challenge me, who push me to my breaking points, and who force me to muster courage that I never thought I had. Abby Morgan was one of those people. In her own truth-telling way, she gave me strength. I'm a much stronger woman because of her. A woman who I never thought that I could be. She gave me that gift. She was one of a kind. There's no one like her and she will always hold a special place in my heart. (Cut to everybody outside around her coffin. Cut to Andie and Pacey putting a single yellow flower on her coffin. Cut to the priest reading from the Bible. Cut to Abby's mother crying. Cut to Jen placing a yellow flower on her coffin. Cut to everybody walking away from it. Cut to Dawson and Joey walking alone through the trees at the graveyard.) Dawson: I was editing my movie yesterday. And I just kept watching Abby's footage over and over and over and then it ht me just how fleeting life is. You know? And I don't want to die with unlived life on my face. And I don't want to go to my grave regretting what my life could have been if I'd only taken action and maybe this is the wrong time to say this to you but Joey ...I am so happy about what happened between us the other night. (She just keeps on walking, showing no emotion.) Dawson: Okay, I could just keep on talking until you say something but usually the more I talk the more chances I have at screwing up so-- (She turns and kisses him. She smiles.) Joey: Of course, I'm happy. (Her expression gets somewhat sadder) Right now, I have to go someplace. Dawson: Okay. Joey: Do you think you could walk me there? Dawson: (smiles) Absolutely. Joey: Thanks... (Cut to Andie and Pacey.) Pacey: You know, I have to admit. You have had me worried these last few days, McPhee. But, as usual, you managed to pull it off with flying colors. Andie: I think I needed this whole experience, Pacey. It just, it brought me closer to Tim. (Andie sees Jen sitting alone over by the coffin.) Andie: Uh, I'm going to go talk to her. (Cut to Jen and Andie walks up.) Jen: Andie, I can not apoligize enough. Abby's death wasn't your fault. It was mine. Andie: What? Jen: I invited her out. I got her drunk. I could have saved her. Andie: No, Jen, you did everything you could. The water was rough, the current was too strong. Jen: I saw her in the water and...she was so scared... Andie: Jen...don't think about that, okay? Jen: Because I'm weak, and I couldn't accept the blame, I had to deflect it onto everybody else. Onto Capeside. Onto you. Onto my Grams. And that speech! That f-(almost says it but doesn't and pauses) speech. What was I thinking, huh? Andie: Well, I'm a people pleaser. And sometimes in order to succeed in that, you have to be phony. Abby was the exact opposite. She put her truth above everything. And that's what you did. It was a memorial for Abby and you were just being truthful to her spirit. Jen: Sometimes I don't think it's appropriate to speak your truth, it's better just to shut up. Andie: Oh, God, Jen. Abby kept a diary. It was pretty nasty. And if her mom finds it, she's going to be devastated. (Cut to Dawson and Joey walking past some more trees. Dawson hangs back and Joey slowly approaches a spot. Joey starts crying. It's her mother's grave ["Lillian Josephine Potter"]. Joey sets the flowers down and runs her finger along the etching of the gravestone. Dawson walks up slowly to her.) Joey: I just, um, hope wherever she is, she's happy. Dawson: She's happy. She's looking down on you, and she's very happy. (Joey lays her head on Dawson's shoulder. Cut to Jen walking up the stairs to her porch where there's a bunch of suitcases, packed, and her Grams is putting more things in them.) Jen: Grams? Grams: How could you, Jennifer! Jen: You packed--up all my stuff. Grams: I went to that funeral today to try and give you some support, to rectify some of the damage in our fragile relationship. Only to find you heartlessly thumbing your nose at me, in a house of God no less. Jen: Grams, that speech wasn't for you, it was for Abby. And I regret it, I do. And I know that it was wrong and I know that I offended your beliefs-- Grams: This is not about my beliefs! Or free speech or any other philosophical nonsense, this is about the truth. And the truth is you deliberately tried to wound me in that chapel and take out all your pain and rage at the world on me. Jen: Grams, Grams, wait! Grams: You want understanding? How about a little understanding in return? How about a little compassion for me? Not just about my beliefs, but for me? Your grandmother, who loves you, who would do anything for you, who would die for you! Jen: Wait, Grams! Grandma! Wait a minute! Grams: You should be living with someone else. Someone who you respect, and clearly, I am not that person. All that time you spend rebelling against me is getting you nowhere. So even though it pains me more than you will ever know, Jennifer. I want you to move out. Find somewhere else to live! (Grams shuts the door on Jen and leans against it, crying. Cut to Jen outside crying. Cut to Andie opening the door to the Morgan's) Andie: Mrs. Morgan? Hello? Hello? (She goes up the stairs. Cut to Andie going into Abby's room. She opens a dresser drawer and pulls out the notebook and when Andie looks in the mirror. She sees Abby standing behind her in the closet wearing a white outfit. Andie spins around revealing nothing there. Andie closes her eyes, breathing heavy and opens them again. Cut to ending credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "02x19 - Rest In Peace"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 220, "Reunited" CAST James Van Der Beek: Dawson Leery Kaite Holmes: Joey Potter Joshua Jackson: Pacey Witter Michelle Williams: Jen Lindley Meredith Monroe: Andie McPhee Kerr Smith: Jack McPhee Evelyn "Grams" Ryan: Mary Beth Peil Gareth Williams: Mike Potter Gail Leery: Mary-Margaret Humes Mitch Leery: John Wesely Shipp Nicole Kennedy: Madchen Amick Written by Greg Berlanti Directed by Melanie Mayron Original Air Date: May 12, 1999 (Dawson's room - everyone is there watching a movie, eating popcorn. It's Andie, Pacey, Dawson, Joey, Jack, and Jen) Dawson: (shuts off the movie) Okay...movement break! (He gets up and grabs his bottle of water and looks around the room and starts laughing) Is anyone else struck by the humor of this moment that we're all in the same room at the same time. Jack: (eating popcorn) Yeah, I think it's bizarre...I mean, the way we all started the school year and how we all managed to come out as friends... Andie: Yeah, like St. Elmo's! Joey: St. Elmo's from hell. Dawson: Thought would be a negative spin. Joey: I just think it's important in times of model and reflection to incorporate a little honesty.. (Jen sits up.) Jen: You know what? I happen to agree with Joey. I mean, sure, we've all grown to tolerate each other but we're still a long way off from 90210-land of best friends forever. Pacey: I don't know...I kind of think that Andie's got a point. I mean, there has been a lot of hanging out lately. Jack: Yeah, like when? Pacey: (mouthful of popcorn) Like right now, for instance. Have we even stopped to consider why we've all come here together tonight if not our need to go habitate in, dare I say it, a click. (Jen makes a face of disgust.) Joey: Scary... Andie: Yeah, Pacey, when you say it like that... Dawson: Wait a minute, though, I mean no offense to anybody here, but I called up Pacey to invite him over to watch a couple of movies..that hardly qualifies as group hanging out. Pacey: Yeah, but I invited Andie... Andie: And I invited Jack. Joey: And I better not need an invitation! (Dawson and Joey kiss.) Jen: And I live here now. Pacey: Let's face it, guys, we are this far away from the Peach Pit. (Everyone turns and stares at him.) Joey: kll him. Andie: attck! (They all grab pillows and start hitting each other. There's feathers flying everywhere and everyone's laughing. Dawson's Creek theme.) (Cut to outside of Capeside High. Andie and Jack walk up to Pacey, Andie's hair is brown.) Andie: Hey. Pacey: Hey. (looks again) Wow. Andie: He said with zero enthusiasm... (Andie walks off.) Pacey: You got a new 'do... (Jack is giving him the 'cut it out' gestures.) Andie: You don't like it. Pacey: I didn't say that. Jack: He didn't say that! Andie: New hairstyles are judged by immediate response. Yours was lackless. Pacey: No--I--Well, I think you look fantastic, sweetheart.You just don't look like...you? Andie: Keep digging your personal charm on. Pacey: You know what? I love it! Jack-- Jack: He loves it! He clearly loves it! Pacey: You're beautiful! You've never-- Andie: Liars..both of you. Pacey: You--anyway, about tonight, I was thinking movie, dinner, romantic stroll down by the docks... Andie: Think again. I've got to study for finals...not to mention...take care of Mom. Pacey: It's Friday night. You have plenty of time to ht the books over the weekend. What do you say we take tonight off? Andie: You know, you should, YOU should take the the night off, I would love it, but I'm going to study thanks. Pacey: (to Jack) Do I deserve this? Andie: (looking at a textbook) Oh, geez! How could I do this?! Pacey: What? Andie: DAMNIT! Pacey: What's the matter? Andie: I brought the wrong book for Pre-Calc., Mrs. Sanders is going to kll me. Pacey: Maybe it's in your locker. Andie: Yeah, well, it better be, I'll see you later. (She storms off and Pacey turns to Jack.) Pacey: Okay? So.. Jack: It's the hair, okay? She's extra sensitive...she did it herself! (Jack walks off.) Pacey: Well, ain't love grand. (Cut to Andie digging through her locker and then she angrily hits it. She looks around and sees a guy, he's tall, dark haired (her brother Tim). She smiles at him and almost starts crying. She looks back into her locker and gets out the right book. She smiles at the guy again. Cut to Dawson reading a board when Joey comes up behind him and kisses him on the cheek.) Joey: So, what's the plan for tonight? Dawson: Uh, I dunno, maybe rent a movie... Joey: Dawson, do you know what we've done for the past four Friday nights? Here's a hint: Be kind, rewind. Dawson: Okay, so maybe we won't rent a movie. We'll watch a movie instead! Joey: (Sarcastically) Har har. Dawson: It's not like I prefer the situation. I mean, I do try to make our evenings as spontaneous as possible. Joey: (smiles) No offense to you, Dawson, but I think because we've been friends for so long and no each other so well...our chemistry, the only thing it doesn't produce is spontaneity. Dawson: Ah, well, that's me. Captain A-Hum-Drum. Joey: I said us. Dawson: You meant me. Joey: I have to admit that I am a little surprised that you're okay with this considering it is our one month anniversary for whatever we are...or were...(smiles) or are. Dawson: Joey, we are boring, trite people. We are absolutely incapable of sponteneity. We do things like plan and organize and make reservations weeks in advance at top-notch restaurants for one-month anniversaries to celebrate whatever it is we are...or were...(smiles) or are. Joey: (smiling and hugs him) You didn't! Dawson: It was going to be a surprise until you got all persnickety on me. Joey: I didn't get persnickety! Dawson: Yeah, it's okay, though! You're a very cute persnickety. Joey: I did not get persnickety. (Dawson smiles and laughs.) Joey: Okay, that was persnickety. (They laugh. Cut to Jen sitting out on the Leery porch staring at Grams' house. Gail walks up.) Gail: You could call her... Jen: Who? Gail: Who do you think? Jen: I just don't think I'd have a whole lot to say to her. And at this point I don't think she'd have a whole lot to say to me either. Gail: Aw, don't say that. Jen: I want to talk to her but...where would it lead? Maybe I'd move back in, a few weeks of considerable reconciliation, and then the inevitable ideology clash. I just accept that there are certain people who aren't meant to fit in your life. No matter how much you want them to be. Gail: I'm infinitely familiar with that predicament. Jen: Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to imply that you and-- Gail: No, it's okay, honey. What do you say we just have a night of good food, good music, good conversation, and just put the past on the back burner for awhile. Jen: I'd have to say that's the best offer I've gotten in awhile! (Cut to Mitch and Mrs. Kennedy walking down the street.) Mitch: "Entre Nous," I wonder what that means in French. Mrs.Kennedy: Oh, it means, "just between us". Mitch: Like a secret. Mrs.Kennedy: Or a kiss. (They kiss.) Mitch: Well, that was slightly unexpected. Mrs.Kennedy: It was? Mitch: Yeah. Mrs.Kennedy: Well, we've been spending a lot of time together at school, we've went out on a few dates, it's clear that we enjoy each other's company. It's only natural that things progress. Mitch: You're right, you're right. It's just I'm kind of like teenager about all this in need of a lot of practice. Mrs.Kennedy: Well, the key is not to think about it. Think about how beautiful the evening is, how quaint the restaurant is that we're about to enter, even how romantic a streetlight can be-- (Mitch kisses her again.) Mitch: After you my (french word that I missed) Mrs.Kennedy: Ah, merci. (Cut to Dawson and Joey walking hand-in-hand to the restaurant.) Joey: Entre Nous? That's where we're going? Dawson: Yep! Joey: Dawson, that's too expensive. Dawson: Well, the stock market was high, I had a little extra to throw in... Joey: Dawson, seriously. It doesn't matter where we eat... Dawson: Joey, we have been together for one month...I want to take you to a meal in an establishment where (completely missed phrase)... (Joey looks at him like 'What?') Dawson: Okay, I do admit that that was a prepared statement. Joey: Yeah, I figured. Dawson: (laughs) C'mere. (They kiss. Cut to inside Entre Nous where the band is playing and people are dancing. Cut to Dawson arguing with the maitre'd.) Dawson: I made reservations two weeks ago! M: I'm sorry. I didn't realize there were two Leery parties. Dawson: Two Leery parties? M: Well, yes. (motions towards Mitch and Mrs. Kennedy sitting at a booth.) (Mitch looks up and is surprised.) Mitch: Dawson? Dawson: Dad. Great. (Cut to Andie at the therapist.) Therapist: It's possible that you're experiencing symptoms called complicated grief. Your medical history makes you sort of susceptible to this kind of anxiety on the loss of a loved one. Andie: This doesn't have anything to do with my brother. Therapist: I'm talking about Abby Morgan. Her death seems to have upset you a great deal which ultimately may have triggered unresolved issues with your brother's passing. It's critical that we stay on top of this. Have you seen Abby any other times besides the incident you spoke of a month ago? Andie: No, no...just that one time. In fact, now that I think about it...I may not have seen her at all. Therapist: It's okay if you did, Andie. Andie: No, no, I don't think I did... Therapist: (writing something down) This is my home number. I want you to call me if you feel your anxiety getting worse. Also, I want you in here early next week and we can decide then if you're in need of any medication. Andie: Medication? Uh, but you said that I wouldn't have to go back on? Therapist: It's different now. What's going on inside you, Andie, may not be healing itself properly. The sooner we confront this, the better. (Cut to Andie walking to her car. She gets in and looks over and it's her hallucination of Tim.) Tim: I like your hair. Andie: Thanks. Tim: Did you tell her about me? Andie: (shakes her head no) I couldn't... Tim: That's good. What we have is a secret. Andie: Not for long. They're going to find out about you and then we're going to have to leave each other... Tim: I'm not going anywhere. Andie: Promise me? Because I can't lose you, I don't have this with anyone else. Nobody listens like you do. Tim: I know... Andie: I'm so scared... (She sits there and then starts hitting her hands on the steering wheel.) Andie: WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME? WHY ME? WHY! (She leans on "Tim" and they sit there in the car. Cut to Jen carrying in wood for the fre in the Leery house.) Jen: Hey Gail, can I ask you a question that kind of breaks our back burner rule? Gail: Sure. Jen: What kind of hope to you have of the hope of you and Mr. Leery getting back together? Gail: Well, I'd be lying if I said I didn't think about it everyday. Jen: I mean, have you--did you try to get him back? Gail: I've made a few attempts here and there. But it's pointless, Jen. You can't connive or intice love. By definition it has to find it's way to you. Jen: Dawson said that you got a job offer in Philadelphia...are you going to take that? Gail: I don't know. I'm waiting for that sign. Jen: Sign? Gail: You know, one of those small moments in life that provide some clarity. A little occurance that provides you with where you need to go, who you need to be with, or not be with... Jen: Smoke! Gail: I think that sign's a little extreme. Jen: No, I mean, I smell smoke! Gail: Oh my God! The potroast! Jen: Oh! (They run for the kitchen. Cut to Dawson, Mrs. Kennedy, Mitch, and Joey squeezed around a small table at Entre Nous.) Mitch: I guess we were lucky that they could squeeze us all in together... (A waiter bumps Dawson's chair and he is not looking too happy.) Dawson: I'll say. (sarcastically) Lucky. Mitch: Dawson. Nicole and I were just discussing your summer plans. Mrs.Kennedy: Yes, your father mentioned the possibility of you interning in Hollywood. I'm sure I could set you up with a summer job at an agency or a production company. Dawson: Isn't that the city that you said, and I quote, "eat me for breakfast"? Mrs.Kennedy: Look, I'm sorry if I was hasty in my analysis. Dawson: Apology not accepted. : Dawson! You don't mean that. Dawson: Yes, I do. I spent months working on that film which you gave two seconds of thought to before annihilating. After which, you proceeded to steer me away from the business as much as possible, but now, since you're dating my father, all of a sudden I'm worthy of an internship. Mrs.Kennedy: You asked me to be truthful, Dawson. Now I may not be a fan of your work, but I am a fan of your enthusiasm. There are plenty of opportunities in the film business, not just creatively speaking. Dawson: Ah, so I'm not creative enough. Mrs.Kennedy: You're misunderstanding me. Dawson: I don't think I am. Waiter: Alright, are you guys ready to order? Mitch: (forces a smile) Uh, yeah. Joey: (to Mitch and Mrs. Kennedy) You guys go ahead. Dawson and I will be right back. (They get up and walk to the bar.) Joey: So this is your idea of a romantic evening? Dawson: Joey, that woman trashed my movie, came this close to crushing all of my career hopes and now she's stealing my dream, what am I supposed to do? Talk about the weather? Joey: Dawson, I know. I realize this. But by letting her get the best of you, you're putting a petty little battle before us and our night. I mean, it's upsetting. Dawson: I'm sorry. Hey, for the sake of our evening, I will rise above. (They kiss.) Dawson: Okay? (Joey turns to see Jen and Gail entering into Entre Nous.) Joey: Oh, no... Dawson: Is this a French restaurant or a French (missed word)? (Cut to Pacey and Andie laying on Andie's bed watching television. Andie's a little fidgety.) Andie: I'm going to go get something to drink. (She gets up and leaves and Pacey stares after her. Cut to Andie in the kitchen, she grabs a glass out of the cupboard and turns to find Tim.) Andie: (angrily) You're late. I thought you'd come earlier. Tim: Are you okay? Andie: Look, we can't talk right now, okay? Pacey's upstairs and I don't want him to find out about-- Tim: I don't care about him, Andie. I care about you. And I hate seeing you like this. Andie: Look, you know what? It's just too hard having you both here at the same time, okay?! (Cut back up to Andie's room, Pacey moves to turn the other way on the bed and he moves the pillows and under Andie's he finds a photo album. He flips through a few pages then gets up and heads downstairs. On the way down he hears Andie talking to herself.) Andie: It's not like that, Brown. I can't just tell him. It's not that easy. There are too many repercussions that I'm not ready to deal with. Besides, why do I have to tell him in the first place? Would you understand if you were him? (Cut to Andie's perspective where Tim's there.) Tim: I guess I wouldn't. Andie: Then there's nothing I can do. Tim: Something...(long pause) You can choose. Andie: I won't do that, Brown. (Pacey leaps out from around the corner to see who she's talking to and he finds nobody and he stares at Andie confused. Cut to Jen drinking a Coke at the bar. Joey walks up to her.) Joey: Jen! Jen: J-Joey? Joey: What are you doing here? Jen: I'm here with Gail. Joey: Yeah, we saw. Jen: We? Joey: I'm here with Dawson and his father and....Mrs. Kennedy. Jen: Oh. Joey: Yeah... Jen: Not good... (Joey nods. Jen looks at Mitch sitting at the table by himself.) Jen: Or maybe not so bad. (Joey looks at her confused. Cut to Dawson sitting down by Mitch.) Dawson: Where'd Nicole go? Mitch: To the bathroom. Dawson: Um, I don't know if you watched the entrance just now but um-- Mitch: Your mother. I saw her. Dawson: And you're not stressing out about this? Mitch: What's there to stress about? She's seen me with Nicole before. Dawson: Dad, whether you choose to ignore it or not, Mom is moments away from choosing whether to leave Capeside indefinitely. Mitch: Well her decision to leave or not has nothing to do with me. Dawson: It has everything to do with you. She's not just leaving for a great opportunity, she's running away from you. From your relationship, your unfinished business. Mitch: Unfinished business is only a matter of paperwork and signatures now. Dawson: I don't believe that, and I know you don't either. Dad I'm telling you, if there is even the smallest part of you that wants to work things out with her, don't let her leave. For your sake and for mine. (Cut to the bathroom. Gail and Mrs. Kennedy come out of a stall the same time. They see each other, of course and Gail has a pissed off look on her face.) Mrs.Kennedy: Hello, Gail. Gail: I was actually kind of planning on ignoring you. Mrs.Kennedy: I'm sure you were. Gail: You wouldn't by any chance happen to be here with-- Mrs.Kennedy: Yes, I am. Gail: Well, that just sucks, doesn't it? Mrs.Kennedy: I'm sorry? Gail: Well, I just got here. Maybe I should call it a night. Mrs.Kennedy: Maybe. It would only be fair to Mitch. Gail: On second thought, I think I'll let Mitch decide what's fair for Mitch. (smiles) Enjoy your meal. (She leaves. Cut to Andie and Pacey in the kitchen.) Andie: You were listening to me! Pacey: You're damn right I was listening to you! What's going on here? Andie: I don't know what you're talking about. Pacey: Don't pull that with me. Who were you on the phone with? Andie: I wasn't on the phone. Pacey: Were you talking to another guy? Andie: I don't want to talk about this. Will you just please leave? Pacey: Tell me! Are you seeing somebody else?! Andie: NO! Pacey: THEN WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?! Andie: It's none of your business, now will you please just leave me alone! Pacey: No, I'm not leaving! Andie: I mean it this time Pacey! Pacey: Andie, ever since Abby died, your moods have been completely unpredictable. (he turns her around) Look at me! Okay? I mean, one minute you're all over me and the next, you don't even want to see me! (slower) So if it doesn't have anything to do with someone else...I can't....I can't help but think... Andie: What? Say it. Pacey: I'm just wondering if it's maybe some kind of mental situation... Andie: (pissed off) You had to go there. Pacey: Well it's a logical place to go, Andie... Andie: If you don't like having a wacko for a girlfriend then why don't you do us both a favor and just break up with me! Pacey: I just want to help you, Andie. Andie: No, you don't want to help me, Pacey. You want explanations for things I can't give you explanations for. Pacey: Okay...(walks over and picks up the photo album) will you explain these? Andie: It's a photo album. Pacey: No, it's pictures of you and your family that I've never seen before! Alright, you had them out and were going through them, why? Andie: It's none of your business. Pacey: Andie, you changed your hair back to how it was in these photos of you and your brothers! Andie: And? Pacey: And coming on the heels of a month in which you have been acting anything but normal, I just find it a little odd that all of a sudden you would revert back to a hairstyle you had three years ago! Andie: So that is what this is all about? You're freaking out because I went back to an old hairstyle. Which one of us has the problem here? Pacey: Just tell me that your hair has nothing to do with these pictures... Andie: Give me back the book. Pacey: Why are you acting like this? Andie: I said, give me back the book! (She rips it out of his hands and turns around and accidentily smashes a lamp and some stuff on a table. She and Pacey just kind of stand there for a minute.) Andie: Uh, you know what? You can stay here if you want but I'm really tired and I'm going to bed. (She runs upstairs as Pacey kneels down by the mess and flips open the photo album. He picks up a picture of Andie with brown hair, Jack, and Tim, looking identical to the guy Andie keeps seeing.) (Cut to a waiter pouring Gail some wine.) Gail: Thank you for squeezing us in at the last minute. Waiter: A pleasure. (motioning to the wine) Compliments of the house. You're officially Entre Nous favorite anchorwoman. Gail: Thank you. (He walks off. Gail looks at the dance floor.) Gail: Look at all those happy people. I never thought romance could be so disgusting. Jen: (laughs) Nice try, Gail, but once a romantic, always a romantic. Gail: Oh, you think so? Jen: Oh, I know so. And I would bet that if that band was to strike of a song that struck a chord in you, your eyes would well up in a matter of seconds. Gail: Well, I guess there's certain songs with extra meaning. Jen: Did you and Mitch have a song? Just out of curiosity. (The waiters sets down their salads.) Gail: (to the waiter) Thank you. (Cut to Mitch's table. A waiter walks up.) Waiter: Sorry to interrupt. But this wine is sent from another table who wishes to remain nameless. Mrs.Kennedy: I just feel that the quality in film these days....the story is lacking... (Mitch looks over at Gail across the room and smiles.) Mrs.Kennedy: (cont.) Dawson, promise me when you're a Hollywood big-wig you won't spend your time "trying" to make big money pictures. (Dawson fakes a smile.) Joey: You don't really mean that, Mrs. Kennedy. Mrs.Kennedy: Excuse me? Joey: Well, since you've already made it perfectly clear that Dawson won't have anything to do with film, it's a little persnickety of you to imply that he may somebody be a Hollywood big-wig, isn't it? Mrs.Kennedy: (forces a laugh) Persnickety... (Joey stares at her and shrugs. Cut to Pacey sweeping up the mess and Jack's there.) Jack: What happened? Pacey: It's your sister, man. We got into a fight and this is what happened... Jack: Man... Pacey: Jack, something is wrong, I mean really, really wrong... Jack: Last night I caught her talking to herself. I mean, she said she wasn't but I heard her. Pacey: So did I! I mean, tonight, I heard her in the kitchen and I thought she was talking to somebody on the phone... Jack: Talking to who? Pacey: I don't know. I didn't hear the whole conversation...but...it sounded like she was talking to somebody named Brown... (Jack's face falls.) Pacey: You know who that is. (Andie's been listening. She's been slipping down the stairs without Jack and Pacey noticing.) Andie: It's my name for Tim...When I was little I couldn't pronounce Timothy...so I called him by my favorite color, brown. You think I'm crazy but I'm not! Jack: Andie, nobody said that! Andie: I know what you're thinking but I'm not crazy. I'm not like Mom. I see Tim and he is here. Pacey: We know, Andie. (Andie starts crying and runs down the stairs around the corner and into a room where she shuts and locks the door.) Pacey: Andie! Andie!! C'mon Andie, open this door. Andie! Open this door! (Cut back to Mitch's table at Entre Nous.) Mrs. Kennedy: I want it to have the commercialality of a When Harry Met Sally but the drier more ironic tone of Nichols and Meg. Joey: Mrs. Kennedy, just out of curiosity, what do you think was the most lacking thing about Dawson's film? Mrs.Kennedy: Do we have to go through this again? Dawson: No, we don't. Joey: I think we should... Mitch: Joey. Joey: I'm sorry, Mr. Leery, but there's obviously a serious undercurrent of tension between Dawson and Mrs. Kennedy...and it seems to me that the only way that they can have peace is if they confront the issue that Mrs. Kennedy finds your son to be completely and totally without a talent or ability or any way, shape, or form. Mrs.Kennedy: No, no, I didn't say that. Joey: Then what was it you did say? Dawson: Yeah, what exactly did you say? Mrs.Kennedy: Look, I believe that the key to success is not only having a dream but having the right dream. Many people aspire to be writers and directors but very few actually have the potential.. Dawson: Who are you to be judging anybody's potential? You spent a couple years in Hollywood before disappearing into some small East Coast town to teach high school. Whatever success you had in Hollywood couldn't be much. Mrs.Kennedy: Well then it shouldn't matter what I think of your ability, should it? Mitch: Well, he's a kid with a dream, Nicole. Isn't it your job as a teacher to encourage him to follow it? Mrs.Kennedy: That's a really cozy fantasy, Mitch. But life has a meaner bite than that. Joey: You know, there's a name for individuals who focus on life's meaner bites. It's called bitter. Mrs.Kennedy: Well, on that note, if you'll excuse me. (She gets up. Dawson leans over to Joey.) Dawson: Joey, can I talk to you for a second? Joey: (to Mitch) Excuse me. (They leave and a waiter comes up.) Waiter: Is everything alright? (Mitch laughs. Dawson and Joey move back over by the bar.) Dawson: What's going on? Joey: What are you talking about? Dawson: You know exactly what I'm talking about. Not ten minutes after you warn me to start practicing a little bit of decorum, you start pushing every button at that table. Joey: You'll find out momentarily. Dawson: I can't-- (Jen walks up.) Jen: Alright, kids. Operation Reunited has gn. Dawson: What is going on? Joey: Don't worry. Jen: You'll find out. (The maitre'd walks up.) M: Ladies, I see you received the wine you asked for... Joey: Yes. Thank you. Dawson: Alright, he knows. The maitre'd knows and I don't know. Joey: Just wait. (Cut to Mitch going to take a seat by Gail.) Mitch: Familiar song. Gail: Not familiar enough, Mitch. Mitch: Well, one dance never klled anybody... (Gail smiles and they get up and move to the dance floor and start dancing. Cut to Dawson, Jen, and Joey.) Joey: Maybe there's more romance there then we thought. Jen: Or maybe we're just really good. (Cut back to them on the dance floor.) Mitch: Thanks for the wine. Gail: (confused) The wine? Mitch: Yeah, it was mature of you. I appreciated the gesture. (Gail's confused and she looks over by the bar where Dawson, Joey, and Jen are looking but try to act like they're not when she looks.) Gail: Oh! Well, you know moi! Mitch: So what's up with Philadelphia? Are you still deciding? Gail: Considering tonight's seating arrangements that doesn't seem to be a concern of yours anymore. Mitch: Point taken. But as Dawson's father, I make a point to make a quiet plea on his behalf. Like his father, he's not well at expressing himself and I don't know how well he's going to get along with you gone... Gail: Well, at first, maybe...but eventually he'll be fine. Mitch: Still...if I know Dawson...he's not going to let on how much he's missing you... Gail: He could ask me to stay. Mitch: But see that wouldn't be fair would it? You deserve the opportunity too much... Gail: Well, I'll miss him too... (They look as if they're about to kiss but the song ends.) Gail: (quietly) The song's over. (Mitch nods and they quietly go back to their respective tables. Cut to Pacey and Jack banging on the door.) Jack: Come on! Maybe we can jimmy it, I'll go get a Knfe. Pacey: Andie, come on! Open this door please! (Cut to inside the door, where Andie is. She sees Tim in the mirror.) Tim: Andie, stop crying. Andie: Go away! (Cut back outside the door.) Pacey: I'm not going anywhere, Andie. (Back inside) Andie: Not you! Tim! (Back outside) Pacey: (panicky) Is Tim in there with you? JACK! (Back inside) Andie: I said just go! You're not real! (She throws something into the mirror. Back outside.) Pacey: Andie? What was that? Are you alright? (Inside, Andie's crying. Outside.) Jack: ANDIE OPEN THE DOOR! (Back inside, Andie's leaned up against the door, crying.) Tim: They don't believe you, Andie. They think you're crazy, but you're not! Andie: Yes, I am. I am crazy. (Back to outside the door.) Pacey: Andie, I don't think you're crazy and Jack doesn't think you're crazy either, okay? (Back inside.) Andie: Yes, you do. (Back outside) Pacey: No, we don't. I believe you, Andie. I believe that you're seeing Tim right now and that you're talking to him, but you know what? It's not fair that Tim can see me but I can't see him. So I need you to tell me what he's saying. (Back inside) Tim: I'll take care of you. Pacey: (from outside) Okay? Tim: You can't trust anyone else. They don't understand. Andie: He says you don't understand. (Back outside.) Pacey: Tell Tim that he's wrong. I may not understand everything that's going on with you right now, Andie, but I understand you. Tell Tim that. (Cut to back inside the door.) Tim: You have to choose Andie. Let me take care of you. I'll make you better. Andie: I can't...I can't choose. (Cut to back outside. Jack has his head in his hands worried.) Pacey: No, Andie, Tim's right. You do. You do have to choose. Andie: No, I don't want to, I can't. Pacey: (sincerely and emotionally) You have to, Andie. You have to choose, and I'm begging you from the bottom of your heart, to please choose me. (There's no movement on either side.) Pacey: (scared) Open this door, come out, and choose me. (Very emotionally) You are so special. You give so much to everybody around you, and you know what, Andie? I need you more than Tim does and so does Jack. Andie: That's not true. Pacey: My life began when I met you Andie, and you never gave up on me so I'm not going to give up on you. So please, Andie, (almost in tears) for the love of God, come out here and choose me. Please... (Cut to Andie inside the door. She's looking at Tim and starting to cry a little harder. She's slowly raising her hand for the door handle. She pulls herself up and Jack and Pacey back away from the door. She opens it a little and Pacey moves closer and grabs her in a hug, she's still crying.) Pacey: C'mere, c'mere.You're alright. It's okay. You're okay. (Cut to Pacey and Jack walking down from upstairs.) Jack: She's down for the count. Pacey: So what do we do now? Jack: Well, for starters, call my dad. Pacey: Jack, think about what you're saying... Jack: Well, no one's less happy about the idea than I am but he needs to know... Pacey: Your father wasn't there for your mother, what makes you think he's going to be there for Andie? Jack: Andie needs help. More than you or I or any one person can give her, my father can afford that kind of help! Pacey: Maybe she just needs time to heal. I mean, time could heal her. Jack: No, not with this... Pacey: You don't know that, Jack. Jack: Yes I do! This is what happened with my mother. You know, at first it was just like this. A few minor episodes here and there and by the time anybody wanted to deal with it, she was too far gone. The doctors they...they gave us this clinical explanation. They said that she had repressed her grief to the point where she couldn't experience it with anyone. Her conscience had to create someone to experience it with. I remember feeling so small and helpless when I heard that. And I wanted so badly to believe that there was something I could do. Pacey: Go call your dad. (Cut to Jen and Gail walking down the street.) Gail: Thank you, Jennifer. Jen: For? Gail: My sign. I got it tonight. Althought the shenanigans were a little (missed word) for my taste. Jen: Hey! I had short notice. So does that mean that you're going to stay in Capeside? Gail: I never thought that I would. Every part of me wanted to flee this town and rebuild but when I was holding him on the dance floor in my arms I realized that I could move 10,000 miles away and never let Mitch go... (Jen smiles.) Gail: He felt it, too. I'm as sure of that as I am of anything. (All of a sudden she spots Mitch and Mrs. Kennedy further down the docks. Gail runs off and Jen looks at Mitch and Mrs. Kennedy quizzically. Jen chases after Gail. Close up of Mitch and Mrs. Kennedy about to kiss and then the camera scans across the water to Dawson and Joey in a boat. Joey has her back leaning against Dawson's chest sitting between his legs.) Joey: If I don't eat another French meal for as long as I live, it won't be too soon. Dawson: But I thought it was a pretty successful evening! Joey: (sarcastically) Yeah... Dawson: (quietly) So far. (Joey leans her head up and they start kissing. Dawson slides the shoulder of her cardigan down. Joey pulls away smiling.) Joey: Okay, confession time. Dawson: Yeah... Joey: By any chance did you think that by planning this romantic dinner we would end up, uh....closing the deal? Dawson: Joey Potter! You vulgar little thing! (Joey smiles and drops her mouth open.) Dawson: I prefer the term consumating their ultimate desires. Joey: Oh...okay. (She laughs and sets her face on her hand.) Dawson: (disappointedly) I didn't know the notion was that proposterous... (Joey looks up and kisses him and smiles.) Joey: It's not. I thought about it, too... Dawson: (whispers) But the night is still young... Joey: (whispers back) So are we... Dawson: Okay. But you said you thought about it... Joey: Yes, thought, Dawson. Dawson: You actually considered-thought about it or just ordinarily thought about it? Joey: (smiling) What difference does it make! Dawson: I'm a teenage guy! It makes all the difference in the world. (They kiss again.) Joey: I considered and thought about it. Dawson: Well, that's good. Considered's very good. (They kiss again.) Joey: Okay, let's go, Turbo... Dawson: Okay. (Joey moves and Dawson gets up to go to the other side.) Joey: Be careful.. (He sits down and starts rowing.) Dawson: So when you say you've considered it...you mean thought about it considered it or just considered it considered it. Joey: Would you just shut up and row! Dawson: I love it when you're forceful! (Joey rolls her eyes and smiles.) (Cut to Andie's bedroom. She's asleep and she turns in her bed to the other side where Pacey's sitting. She opens her eyes.) Pacey: Hey there. Andie: I'm so sorry, Pacey. Pacey: You're supposed to still be asleep. Andie: (scared) What's going to happen to me? Pacey: Well, you'll go see some more doctors, get the right medications, and you'll be fine, Andie. Andie: But what if I'm not? Pacey: I'm sorry, pal, that's just not in the cards. (He wipes away a tear on her face.) Andie: I'm so scared, Pacey.. Pacey: I know you are, Andie, and I am, too, okay? Andie: I don't want to lose you. Pacey: You're not going to lose me. Not not and not ever. Andie: I love you, so much. Pacey: I love you, too. (Andie lays her head on his shoulder. Cut to ending credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "02x20 - Reunited"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 221 "Ch...Ch...Changes" CAST Dawson Leery: James Van Der Beek Joey Potter: Katie Holmes Pacey Witter: Joshua Jackson Jen Lindley: Michelle Williams Andie McPhee: Meredith Monroe Jack McPhee: Kerr Smith Joseph McPhee: David Dukes Mike Potter: Gareth Williams Written by Dana Baratta Directed by Lou Antonio Original Air Date: May 19, 1999 (Cut to Dawson watching "Casablanca" on his television while sitting at his desk by his laptop.) Dawson: (Thinking) Compare and contrast Humphrey Bogart's character arc in "Casablanca" to one in your own life. Use examples. (He stares blankly at the laptop.) Dawson: (cont.) Number one...Mrs. Kennedy. The character starts out as a sadistic film teacher/father's new girlfriend who maliciously conjures up a finals assignment for the sole purpose to slowly torturing her helpless nemesis, played by Dawson Leery, to death. An example of a purely evil character...with absolutely no arc whatsoever. (He highlights and deletes what he had and gets up and walks towards the bed where we see Joey.) Dawson: (Speaking) Why is it that we're so ridiculously intent on pleasing the people who dislike us the most? Joey: I don't know why you're making such a big deal about this, Dawson. I mean, it's your film final. It should be a no-brainer for you. Dawson: I know. Joey: Why don't you just...I don't know...interview somebody? Dawson: On camera! That's it! I'll present my film final on camera! (laughs) I mean, I'm bound to get points for ingenuity if nothing else, right? Joey: There you go.. (Dawson moves over and sits on the bed, pointing the camera at Joey.) Dawson: So...Joey? Talk... Joey: No! Forget it, Dawson. Dawson: C'mon! You've gone through changes this year. You have a character arc! Joey: No! You've already immortalized the likeness of my character onscreen, without my signed consent, I might add. Find another sucker..(pauses and smiles) subject. Dawson: C'mon just a few questions...the camera loves you. Joey: Okay, Dawson. Being the overly generous, kind, loving, caring girlfriend that I am, I will say something. (She leans down and looks right into the camera.) Joey: (smiles) Good luck! (She gets up off the bed.) Joey: See ya tomorrow! (She kisses him on the cheek and heads for the door.) Dawson: Bye... Theme Song (Cut to Andie walking into the kitchen of her house. Her father is sitting at the table.) Andie: Daddy...? Mr.McPhee: Hello, Andie. Andie: What are you doing here? Mr.McPhee: I came to see you. Andie: (laughs) Funny. See, I seem to remember that, um, you're not welcome here. Mr.McPhee: Andie, you and I have a lot of things to work out...and we will...but right now I'm here because I'm worried about you. I know about Tim and everything else that's been going on with you. Andie: Well, you don't need to worry about me because uh...I'm fine. Pacey and Jack were here and, uh...they helped me through my rough week so I don't really need you here. Mr.McPhee: Andie, this is serious. Andie: So why are you here? Jack: (appeared in doorway) I called him. Andie: (incredulously) How could you do that to me? Jack: I'm sorry... Mr.McPhee: Your brother was concerned, as am I. I had no idea your situation was this extreme. Andie: My "situation"? What is that? Another vague description of events so you can deal with it? Mr.McPhee: When we get home, we can discuss all this. You should start packing. Andie: Packing?! Jack: You didn't say anything about leaving... Mr.McPhee: It's a decision I've come to. Andie: (furious) N-n-n-I don't care about your decision! We have finals. We can't leave! Mr.McPhee: Jack will stay one more week, as for you, I'll call the school and arrange for makeups. Andie: No! You can't take me away! I'm not going to let you! Mr.McPhee: You need perpetual supervision right now. Your mother does, too. I've spoken to your current doctor about our options...we'll get through this. Andie: So we have no choice? Mr.McPhee: Andie, I'm not asking. (Andie turns and glares at Jack.) Jack: I'm sorry. I'm--I didn't know! (Andie's stormed off. Jack walks off.Cut to Jen walking down the hall with Dawson, carrying his video camera.) Jen: What in the world am I supposed to say? Dawson: Just talk about some of the changes you've gone through in the past year... Jen: Oh, God, what is this? America's Most Hideous Video Moments? Dawson: Jen, c'mon! Jen: Let me guess, Candid Camera? Dawson: No, I'm serious! Jen: (sarcastically) Oh, well, if you're serious then by all means. Let me reveal my deepest, darkest, most intimant secrets of the past year for your homework assignment. Dawson: No, this is all--just forget about it. Jen: (emotionally) No...actually..this is probably a good thing...I should talk about it so...(motions him to start filming) (Dawson starts filming.) Jen: (emotionally) I mean...how am I supposed to forget when all this drama began to unfold? I, uh...I don't know...all of a sudden I just...I just (looking as if she's about to cry) Dawson: (into it) You what? Jen: ...cut it off... Dawson: Cut what off? Jen: My hair (smiles and laughs) (Dawson sighs and shuts his camera.) Dawson: Jen. Jen: Oh, I'm serious, Dawson. Making a dramatic hairstyle change like that is a very traumatic event in a young girl's life. (Jen walks off. Cut to Dawson walking down the halls with Jack.) Jack: Dawson, any day but today I'd be glad to tell you about my well-publicized life changes but, uh...today's kind of a disaster... Dawson: No problem... (Cut to Joey taking a folder from someone.) Joey: Thank you. (Dawson comes up with his camera.) Joey: No. Dawson: Joey, I'm desperate. Joey: No. Dawson: Why not?! Joey: Stalking paparazzi is not a flattering occupation, Dawson. Give it up. (She kisses him and walks away. Cut to Dawson walking down the hall with Pacey.) Dawson: I've been trying to figure out how people grow and change... Pacey: Well, for only three easy payments of $29.95 you two can go from town prier to fine upstanding citizen in just 6 months... (He looks into an empty classroom.) Pacey: In here? Dawson: Sure! (They walk in.) Dawson: So, seriously...how'd you do it? Pacey: I didn't do anything, Dawson. You and I both know that left to my own devices, I would be repeating the 10th grade. At best. At worst, I'd probably be living somewhere under a highway right now... Dawson: Pacey, give me a break. I mean, sure, you had some outside inspiration, but you're the one that grabbed your life by the balls and turn things around. Pacey: Dawson my only accomplishment this year was to find an inspiration like Andie. Everything else just stemmed from her. Dawson: Classic hero who changes for the love of a woman. Pacey: Not exactly, bud. (pauses) Everyday I wake up holding my breath, waiting for someone to expose my fraudulent act. You know? Lock me up for it. Figure out this whole thing was just a big lie... (Dawson shuts off his camera, concerned.) Dawson: We can do this later. Are you alright? What's going on with you? Pacey: (on the verge of tears) Ever since me and Andie, well, I mean, literally collided, she mistook me for someone else. And she gave me somebody to be. And now that she needs my help there's not a damn thing I can do for her...I'm failing her, Dawson. (getting up and walking out) So you're going to have to find yourself another hero... (He walks out and sees Andie.) Pacey: Andie? Andie: (still crying slightly) Oh, Pacey... Pacey: What happened? You weren't in class this morning. Andie: Um, yeah, my dad came back into town and...he's going to make us go home. He's taking us back to Providence. Pacey: What?! (Andie just nods.) Pacey: (puts his arm around her) Okay....c'mon... (They walk down the hall. Cut to Andie and Pacey walking into another empty classroom.) Andie: God, he wants me to get help, okay? He wants us to be a family again, but he's been absent for over a year, Pacey, and now that I've finally started to make a life for me here he just wants to wrench me away...God, I just....he makes me so angry! Pacey: (comforting) Okay...Andie, listen, can't he just get you your help here? You already have a therapist in town... Andie: No, Pacey! He is the most stubborn man in the world. If he even thinks that I should leave, I might as well start packing. Pacey: Andie, what is it that you want to do? Andie: What is it that I want to do? Pacey, I want to stay here. Get help here. I want to be with you. I mean, the thought of us not being able to be together is just... Pacey: So, Andie, we fight him on this, okay? This ain't over yet. Andie: He wants to leave tomorrow, Pacey. (Pacey's face drops. He looks at the ground.) Pacey: Okay. That's fine. (he paces over to the door and back) That's fine. Andie, it's fine! It's fine. Because when he hears what we have to tell him, he's not taking you anywhere. (Andie's face looks doubtful. Cut to Jack staring out by the docks when Jen walks up.) Jen: Bite of my Subway for your troubles? Jack: My dad's back. And believe it or not, I called. Andie is not doing well and I didn't know what else to do. Jen: You did the right thing. Jack: But, I didn't. I thought he would stay and help but instead he wants to take us back to Providence. Jen: You know what, Jack? There's a bright side to this. Maybe Andie's going to get better. Maybe if you and your dad move back in there's a chance for reconciliation. Jack: (laughing) Yeah...right...us in the Middle East. So what's your deal anyway? You going to stay at the Leery's forever? Jen: Oh, ouch. I don't know. The situation's kind of dyer... Jack: What about your mom and dad? Jen: They made it pretty clear how they felt about me when they sent me here. Jack: Well, you're different now. You're not the same girl that they sent away. Jen: After what happened with Grams, I'll never believe that anything has changed. Jack: Give em a chance, who knows? Maybe...maybe you're not the only one who's changed? (Cut to Joey walking and handing a plate to a man sitting at a table in the Icehouse.) Joey: Here you go. (Dawson walks in and grabs her.) Dawson: Hey! Joey: Hey. (They kiss.) Joey: C'mere! (She pulls him into a joining room from the front of the Icehouse.) Dawson: Look at this place... Joey: It's the lounge. Music nightly featuring the East Coast's finest entertainers. Dawson: Am I going to need a tie to get in here now? Mr.Potter: You might have some pull with the owner. (He walks away. Joey smiles.) Joey: That is not my father. I mean he's turned into this Mr. Saturday-Night-Sitcom, Father of the Year. The man I know was this grumbling, dejected mass of negativity. Dawson: You mean a relative of yours was grumbling and negative? Nah, not possible. Joey: I'm happy so sue me! Dawson: Trust me, I love this new happy-go-lucky Joey Potter. (They kiss again.) Joey: I'll be back. I have work to do. Dawson: Okay.. (She leaves. He slowly approaches Mr. Potter.) Mr.Potter: Hey Dawson. Dawson: Hey. Mr.Potter: (motioning to the man helping him) This is an old friend, Pete. (Dawson and Pete shake hands.) Pete: Hi, how you doin? Dawson: Dawson, nice to meet ya. Mr.Potter: We were just talking about our days in the Merchant Marines together. Not exactly the good old days... (Pete walks off.) Dawson: I...I have a question. Actually, what I need is a subject for one of my final projects. I need somebody in my life who's demonstrated a major character change. Mr.Potter: If you mean me, I'm flattered, Dawson. Dawson: So you wouldn't mind if I interviewed you? Mr.Potter: Not at all. Dawson: Great. Great! Mr.Potter: In return though, I've got something for you to do. Dawson: Okay. Sure. (Mr.Potter hands Dawson one of those, I forget the name but you set it on top of like structures your building to make sure it's level. Dawson looks at it quizzically. Joey's in the room now and is watching him with a smile on her face.) Dawson: What does this do? (Joey looks at her dad and looks at Dawson.) Dawson: What? Joey: (laughs) Nothing... Dawson: What? (Cut to Jack coming down the stairs, he opens the door, revealing Pacey.) Jack: Pacey...from the look on your face it looks like you've come bringing bad news. Pacey: Yeah, so what's the rush, Jack? Why now? Tomorrow morning?! Jack: My family's flair for historionics. It wouldn't be a McPhee departure if we weren't doing it in the early dawn with, like, a few hours to prepare. Pacey: Okay, how do we stop this? Jack: I don't think we can. I mean, my father's decisions, they're final. There's no point in arguing them. Pacey: I know how that is. Believe me, I do. But now's not the time to give up! There's too much at stake here, Jack! (Mr.McPhee has entered the room now and been listening.) Mr.McPhee: Which is precisely why she's leaving now. Pacey: Mr. McPhee, I'm Pacey Witter. Mr.McPhee: I know all about you, son, and I appreciate your viements regarding my daughter's situation. As I'm sure you appreciate my own concern. Pacey: I do. Absolutely. I'm just wondering why you're making her leave now...like this. Mr.McPhee: Because her doctor's in Providence suggested that we waste no time getting her the proper care. Pacey: Okay, so why not here? Mr.McPhee: Because I'm not here. Pacey: But she has friends here, a whole support system! Mr.McPhee: Are you suggesting those things are more important than family? Pacey: No, sir. I'm just saying that Andie's built a family here, one that I'm a part of, and I can help her. Mr.McPhee: She's my responsibility. Pacey: Well, with all do respect, sir, you knew of Andie's condition when you left her and Jack here so to take her away now because you suddenly developed some sort of guilty conscience is not fair. Mr.McPhee: Is not fair to whom? My daughter or to you? Because you're just too selfish to let her go? Pacey: (looks at Jack) You're absolutely right. I'm not just here on Andie's behalf. But if she left me, I don't know what I'd do. So I guess I'm begging you for both of us, sir, please, let Andie stay. Mr.McPhee: I'm sorry. My mind's made up. (Cut to Jen in the Leery kitchen, dialing the phone.) Jen: Mom...hey...Jennifer...yeah, I figured that she might have called...I'm just, I'm staying next door with the Leery's....they've been really great...no, no, they don't seem to mind at all. Actually, that's what I'm calling about...um, I was wondering if that, well I know it's been awhile since we've talked about this, but I was just...curious as to what the situation is with me coming home...to stay...with you and Dad... (Cut to Dawson hammering a board. He accidentily hits his finger with the hammer.) Dawson: Owwwwwww! (looks at what he's done) Oh, God, I suck at this. (Joey sneaks up behind him and wraps her arms around him.) Joey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. (She kisses him.) Joey: You know, I've decided that...this whole new macho working man thing, definitely a turn-on. Dawson: Really? (She kisses him.) Joey: Mm-hm. I was thinking, however, that maybe you need a makeover. Tight T-shirt, denim, leather jacket, you know, grease the hair back... Dawson: Sure...I could do that. (Mr.Potter walks in.) Mr.Potter: I'm ready. Dawson: Oh, already? Okay, I'll finish that later and I'll go set things up! (Dawson runs off and Joey looks at what he did and smiles. Mr.Potter looks at it.) Mr.Potter: That's not going to work... Joey: I know...don't say anything... (Mr.Potter nods and walks off.) (Cut to Dawson filming Mr.Potter, Joey's in there. She's not looking very happy.) Mr.Potter: I guess everybody makes mistakes. Some of us are just better at it than others. Dawson: But you were able to overcome your mistakes. Mr.Potter: At first, I thought I would die of shame, literally. I lost everything that I loved. And as much as I didn't want to think it, Dawson, deep down, I was a weak man. And, even if I could turn things around, would my daughters ever forgive me? Could they ever forget what I did to their mother? How could-- (Joey gets up and walks out. Dawson stares after her, as does Mr.Potter. Cut to the McPhee house.) Mr.McPhee: This will be good for your mother, and Andie, and you. Put our family back together. Jack: What if, um, what if you stayed? Here with us. Mr.McPhee: I can't leave my business. Jack: Then start up a new one. Or move it here. Or take day trips, I don't care. If you really loved us, you'd stay. Mr.McPhee: There's no one here to help Andie. Jack: No, there's Pacey. I mean, I have never seen two people that have what they have together. Mr.McPhee: I can only offer what I've offered. Jack: You haven't offered everything. Mr.McPhee: Yes, I have. Jack: You haven't offered her a choice. Mr.McPhee: A ch--I can't do that! It's best for all of us if we all leave. Jack! Your mother and your sister need serious medical attention. And you're certainly not going to get the help you need here in Capeside. Jack: (in disbelief) Help? Exactly what kind of help do I need? Mr.McPhee: If you could talk to someone about your problem... Jack: Look, just don't even go there. (He walks out of the room and starts up the steps.) Mr.McPhee: Look, just hear me out. I understand that you're c-confused with these gay ideas. Jack: The only problem I have is the fact that you have a problem with me being gay. Look this isn't about me anyway, it's about Andie and what's best for her. God, Dad, let her make the choice. Let her make the decision. You know how damaging it would be to take her away now? Away from Pacey? Mr.McPhee: I hardly think a teen romance is a solution to a medical problem. Jack: Her solution will come from the people that love and care for her, I know that's not your specialty, Dad. (Cut to Andie playing with her stuffed cat while Pacey sits in a chair in her room.) Pacey: This is ridiculous, Andie. For the two of us to be sitting here, passively waiting for our inevitable doom... Andie: You could use this time to start studying for your finals.. Pacey: Forget about my finals. Listen, I've got a much better idea. You and I, we have no idea what tomorrow brings but tonight is ours so... Andie: So what do you want to do? Pacey: I'd like to get the hell out of here if we could. Andie: Where are we going? Pacey: Well, Andie McPhee, I'd like to take you on a date. One where I can come over and pick you up, take you out to dinner, maybe a movie, some moonlight, a little romance. Believe me, this is exactly what you and I need. Andie: Pacey...it's just...that there's so much that needs to be done and...I just...you know what? You're right. A night out on the town, just the two of us, is exactly what we need. Pacey: Now you're talking. We'll deal with tomorrow tomorrow. Tonight...tonight will be magical... Andie: Okay... Pacey: Okay. (He kisses her on the forehead. He leaves. Cut back to Dawson interviewing Mr.Potter.) Dawson: What drove you to your lowest point? Mr.Potter: Joey's mom was getting worse...bills were mounting, why else would someone else make the idiotic decision to risk everything for the Almighty Buck. I found myself in what seemed to be at the time an impossible situation so I began trffick marijuana. (Joey storms in and blocks the camera from her dad.) Joey: Dad, didn't you promise Bessie you'd bring her and Alexander dinner? Mr.Potter: Dawson, can we continue this later? Dawson: Yeah. (He leaves. Dawson gets up and walks towards Joey, adjusting a lamp. He looks at her.) Dawson: What's the matter? Joey: Look, this whole Dawson Leery, investigative reporter at large thing....it's intrusive. Why are you making my father relive such an excruciatingly painful time of his life? Dawson: That's the heart of it, Jo. I'm trying to get a complete picture of a man who's changed his life so completely, so heroically. Joey: But don't you understand? I don't want to live in the past. We've worked so hard to close those doors and move on. Dawson: Jo, I'm sorry. Joey: If you're so hellbent on making this assignment about something real, then why are you doing it on another person? Why don't you do the obvious? Turn the camera on yourself. Dawson: I can't. Joey: Why not? Dawson: (quietly) Because. Joey: Why not? Dawson: Because I'm afraid, okay? I'm afraid that I'm not enough for you and I never will be and if I do this, you'll realize that you've grown way beyond me and...I'm just going to lose you again. (Cut to Andie getting ready in her room in front of her mirror. Jack walks in.) Andie: Hey. Jack: Hey... Andie: I talked to dad. Jack: And why are you smiling? Andie: Because he said if I wanted to stay he'd try and work it out. Jack: Wow. Then it's great news then, huh? Andie: I guess. Jack: Andie, y-you can't actually tell me that you're thinking about leaving? Andie: I don't know. Jack: C'mon, I think the decision here's pretty obvious! Andie: Is it? Jack: Yeah... Andie: Listen, most days I feel fine, Jack. I do. But I'm not fine. In fact, I'm getting worse. And I think that whole Tim thing is just an indication of that. And the ironic thing is, the more time I spend here with everybody, and with Pacey, the more I want to get better. You know? 'Cause I don't want to drag him down with my problems. Jack: I don't think Pacey feels burdened by you. I know I don't. Andie: But I do. I feel burdened with the knowledge of how hard it must be for you guys to take care of me and that's why I've decided that if I leave, you should stay. Jack: No way. You're my family. You go, I go. Andie: But I mean, what about what you want? I mean, you're always so selfless, Jack. Will you promise me that you'll think about yourself this time? (Jack looks at her. Cut to Jen climbing the steps to Grams with a suitcase in hand. She heads over to the door and takes a few breaths, she stops herself from knocking. She sighs and turns around and heads back to the Leery's.) Jen: Bye Grams. (Cut to Dawson using the level thingy.) Mr.Potter: That's it. You're getting the hang of it. Good work, son. Dawson: Thank you. Look, Mr.Potter...I-I'm really sorry if I made you dredge up some painful memories today. Mr.Potter: Don't worry. It's not like something I don't think about every waking moment. But you asked me how I've changed, truth is, I don't know how much I've changed. But I keep trying, everyday, to be a better person for my family. To put someone else's needs before your own because you love them. Means everything. (Joey slowly walks in. Mr.Potter glances from Dawson to Joey.) Mr.Potter: I'm going to take a walk. (He leaves.) Dawson: I probably shouldn't have layed it all out there like that. I'm a little embarressed. Joey: Dawson, you have it all wrong. I mean, can't you tell by looking at me? My life is perfect right now. I've got just about everything I've ever dreamt of. I mean, my dad is back, my family is together again, business is good, and most of all, I have you in my life. Add a white picket fence to this scenario and the fairytale would be complete. Dawson: I just want to make you proud of me. Joey: I love you...and I believe in you and I am so proud of you and I'm not only proud of you, but I'm proud to be with you. (They kiss.) Joey: Hey and you could be a great carpenter one day...who knows? Dawson: Are you mocking me? (Cut to Jack walking into the room where his dad is sitting at a desk doing paperwork.) Jack: I'm staying. Mr.McPhee: And your sister? Jack: I don't know her decision. Whatever it is, I'm not going. Mr.McPhee: You want me to leave you here alone at 17? I don't think so, Jack. I could be selling the house. Jack: Dad, I don't care about the house. I can't live with you. Not with the way things are. Mr.McPhee: With your mother's illness, Andie's problems, and even Tim's death....those I can find reasons for. But with you, I feel like I'm to blame. Jack: But you aren't. Mr.McPhee: If I'd just been around more. Jack: It wouldn't have made a difference. I'm gay for the same reasons that Tim wasn't. It just happened that way. Mr.McPhee: But there are people who change, they go back. Jack: I'm hardly the encyclopedia of the gay experience but, I'd wager to say that their change is skeptical. Mr.McPhee: How do you know? Unless you try. Jack: I don't want to try. Why do you want me to try? Mr.McPhee: Because I can not understand why anyone would choose that kind of life. Jack: I didn't choose it. The only thing I chose was to be happy. Look, I can't go back for you because slowly but surely I'd be going to sacrifice my happiness for yours because I want you to be proud of me. But not under your terms. It just, it won't work. Mr.McPhee: Jack... (He stands up and Jack turns around. Mr.McPhee tries to say something but he can't. He goes back and sits at the desk. Cut to Andie and Pacey walking at the same place where they first danced and kissed.) Andie: Do you know where we are? Pacey: We're...by the water? Andie: You don't remember. Pacey: Of course I remember. This is where we first danced. Andie: And where we had our first kiss. I remember my knees were shaking like crazy. Pacey: My heart...boom boom boom boom boom boom. Andie: I was deliriously happy. Pacey: I died and went to heaven that day. That was a long...long time ago. Andie: It seems like yesterday. Pacey: What was I back then? Andie: A slacker. Pacey: That's what you thought, wasn't it? You thought I was a lazy brat. Andie: You thought I was a spoiled princess. Pacey: And you didn't let me get away with anything back then... Andie: Yeah and your favorite pasttime was making me miserable. Pacey: I hated you... Andie: I hated you more... Pacey: Oh, Andie, I really don't think that's possible. Andie: It's been a wild ride. Pacey: And it's only just gn. (Andie nods.) Pacey: May I have the pleasure of this dance, Miss McPhee? Andie: Yes, Mr. Witter, you may. (They start dancing and Andie starts crying.) Pacey: What's the matter? Why are you crying? Andie: I'm just so happy to be with you...and, um, I'm sad, too... I love you so much, Pacey....and I can't hide from the truth anymore. I'm not getting any better. Also, because I'm going to leave tomorrow...I have to... Pacey: I know... Andie: No goodbyes, okay? Pacey: No goodbyes... (They keep dancing, forehead to forehead, Pacey has his eyes closed almost in fear of what's to come...life without Andie...Cut to Joey walking outside of her house in her pajamas, it's morning. Dawson walks up.) Dawson: Hello. Good morning. Joey: Dawson? What are you doing here? Dawson: I've been here all night. Shut your eyes. Joey: It's 7 in the morning! Dawson: Shut your eyes! Joey: I have my pajamas on. Dawson: You look beautiful. C'mon. (He leads her down the stairs) Joey: What are you doing? Dawson: Walk with me. Keep your eyes shut. Stairs coming up. Joey: Dawson... Dawson: I gotcha. There. One...two...three. You're on the ground. Okay? Okay, stop. Stop. Stop. Okay, now open 'em. (Joey opens her eyes and she's amazed. There's a white picket fence in her yard.) Joey: A white picket fence... Dawson: Yep. Joey: When did you do this? Dawson: Took me all night. It's a little bit crooked down at the end there but...you know... (She kisses him.) Joey: Thank you. Dawson: I figure it will probably take me the rest of the summer to finish the thing but.. Joey: What? You hangin out in my front yard all summer? I think I could handle that... Dawson: Maybe it's time I started climbing in your window for a change, huh? Joey: Change can be good. (They kiss again. Cut to Jack running through the bus station. He spots Jen and runs up.) Jack: You didn't think you were going to get away without a send-off, did ya? Jen: Oh, well, you missed the parade. It just left. Jack: Well, looks like your parents said yes... Jen: Not quite. I called my mom and she casually informed me that now was not a good time for me to reenter her life and my dad said he's still getting over my last stay with them. I told them I was different and that I wouldn't a worry this time. They asked if it was just a ploy to get more money every month. Jack: Jen, I'm sorry.. Jen: I just figure screw it, alright? I don't need them as my destination. If I'm going to leave Capeside then what's holding me back? Jack: You don't have another place to go? Jen: Oh, I've got every place to go there's just nobody there. (Jack pulls her out of line.) Jack: Look, I often wonder how my mom would act if she was aware of what was happening to me, if she was capable of comprehending it. I don't think she'd have a problem with it because my mom loves me for the best reason possible...no reason at all. Because that's the way our parents should love us Jen. Unconditionally. Sadly, most parents don't. But as much as it hurts...it's worse for them. It is worse to be incapable of loving then to not be loved. (Jack takes her bags.) Jen: Wh-no, Jack... Jack: Well, I...I'm taking you back to my place. It's pretty empty and I could use a roommate...what do ya say? Jen: Yeah...yeah... (Jack hugs her and the bus pulls away. Cut to Dawson walking into the Icehouse.) Dawson: (yelling) Mr.Potter! Here's your tools. (He sets them on two stools and he hears some talking in the back. He goes and looks through the door. He sees Mr.Potter and Pete. Pete is pulling out a vase and he pulls out the flower decorations and underneath he pulls out a bag of cocaine. Dawson shuts the door behind him and walks back outside where he runs into Joey. She sets her tray down and walks up to him.) Joey: Hey.. (They kiss.) Joey: What's wrong? Dawson: (starts to say something but stops) Nothing...nothing's wrong... Joey: Okay... (She hugs him and Dawson's face drops. Cut to Mr.McPhee loading up the car. Andie's hugging Jack.) Jack: I'll see you soon.. Andie: Mm-hm... (Mr.McPhee holds out his hand to Jack. Jack shakes it.) Mr.McPhee: I'm not the best father, I know that. But I do want you to be happy. Jack: Thank you. (Pacey comes running from the other side of the house.) Pacey: Andie! Andie! (to Jack) Hey. (He puts his arms around Andie.) Andie: We said no goodbyes. Pacey: I don't want to say goodbye. I just want to look at ya...I wish I had some eloquent parting words for you but...all I could think of was this. Thank you. Thank you for everything you've given to me. Thank you for forcing me be the man you made me. Just thank you. I am so grateful to you, Andie. Andie: Oh, I don't want to let you go, Pacey. Pacey: Just remember your promise, okay? You and me together again, happy, healthy, more in love than ever. Andie: I'll remember. Pacey: You'll get better, McPhee. Then you hurry back to me. Andie: Pacey...kiss me... (They kiss.) Andie: My knees are shaking... Pacey: My heart...boom-boom, boom-boom. (They hug. Andie slowly breaks free and walks towards the car. The car pulls out and the view is through the back window of Jack and Pacey left behind in the driveway.) Dawson: (Overvoice) We're taught to believe that in the movies the character goes through an arc and changes, but what if that's not true? By the end of "Casablanca," Bogart's the same lonely, tough guy that he always was. (sht of Pacey by a fountain.) Dawson: (cont.) His decisions didn't change him. Nor did his actions. (sht of Jen and Jack sitting on his bed watching TV and eating ice cream.) Dawson: (cont.) It just showed what was already there. A man who wanted to change, but feared he couldn't. (sh*t of Mr.Potter sitting, looking depressed at the Icehouse bar. Cut to the TV in Dawson's room. Dawson is talking on the video.) Dawson: (cont.) If Bogart really wanted to change, he wouldn't have sent his love away but held onto her for dear life...because...I think love is change. (Zoom out on Dawson actually in his room and he looks at Joey, who's asleep.) Dawson: Or at least I hope so. (Cut to ending credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "02x21 - Ch...Ch...Changes"}	foreverdreaming
EPISODE 222, SEASON 2 FINALE "PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED" CAST James Van Der Beek: Dawson Leery Kaite Holmes: Joey Potter Joshua Jackson: Pacey Witter Michelle Williams: Jen Lindley Meredith Monroe: Andie McPhee Kerr Smith: Jack McPhee Mary Beth Peil: Evelyn "Grams" Ryan Gareth Williams: Mike Potter Mary-Margaret Humes: Gail Leery John Wesely Shipp: Mitch Leery John Finn: Chief Witter Written by Greg Berlanti Directed by Greg Prange Original Air Date: May 26, 1999 (Cut to Dawson's room, onscreen a black-and-white film is playing. Dawson shuts it off.) Joey: Hey there, abrupt? Dawson: I've had enough unrequited love for one evening, okay? It's...it's too torturous. Joey: I wonder what sick part of me thrives on movies with these kinds of love stories. Dawson: The ones that end unhappily? Joey: No. The kinds that never really end. I mean, think about it. To continue loving somebody even though there's no chance of that love ever thriving...that's romance. Dawson: That is tragedy. Joey: Not all love stories have a built in happy ending, Dawson. Dawson: But why revel in the ones that don't? Joey: I'm sorry...sad stories are just more powerful...I prefer them. Dawson: Well, then do you think that.... (Dawson thinks. Joey looks at him.) Joey: Speak. Dawson: Do you think that that kind of a preference has an affect on your own love story? Joey: It absolutely does. Dawson: And that doesn't worry you? Joey: No. Because the effect is positive. It's movies like these that remind me of how unmovable and powerful love can be. Dawson: But they don't end happily. I mean, Daniel Day Lewis never gets Michelle Pfeiffer. Joey: It's not their fault! It's just the circumstances. Dawson: But what good is their love if it's not strong enough to overcome those circumstances? Joey: Because in spite of the circumstances...they never stop loving. Dawson: So tell me, Joey Potter... Joey: Hm? Dawson: (sincerely) Will you always love me? No matter what the circumstances? (Joey smiles and kisses him.) Joey: It doesn't matter. We get the happy ending. (Cue opening credits.) Theme Song (Cut to Dawson in the kitchen with his mother.) Dawson: I need some father/son advice. What do you do when you know something really bad about someone close to someone you really care about? Do you tell the someone you care about or do you just try and forget that you know the bad thing? Gail: How bad is bad? Dawson: Let's say beyond bad, bad. Gail: Well, then you have to choices. You can either tell the someone you care about what the someone they care about has done or you can go straight to the person who's done the bad thing and confront them directly in hopes that they'll do the right thing. Dawson: Wow. Dad's got nothin' on you. Gail: And, um, speaking about your dad...honey, I've decided to take the job in Philly. I'm going to fly down there tomorrow, officially accept, sign a contract and affirm all my plans to relocate. Dawson: Is this what you want? Gail: Well the someone that I really care about has done nothing to even remotely suggest that he cares about me. (Cut to Joey coming out of her house. Dawson's standing there.) Joey: Hey..I just need a minute...good morning. (She kisses Dawson.) Dawson: Morning. Joey: Hey, do you have your review for Geometry? I can't find mine. Dawson: I was counting on you. Joey: Two minutes. (She goes back into the house.) Mr.Potter: How's it going, Dawson? Dawson: Good. Mr.Potter: Ready for exams? Dawson: I hope so. How about you? Mr.Potter: Doing good. Doing real good. Dawson: And legal? (Mr.Potter just stops for a minute, in shock. Joey comes back out.) Joey: Okay, ready. I hate exams. Mr.Potter: You know what, you guys? Since the Icehouse is closed for the last stages of renovation you can use it as a study haven if you want to. There's plenty of old menu items to eat up, you can invite your friends. Joey: Sounds cool. Dawson? Dawson: Sounds good. Joey: (to her dad) Thank you. I'll see ya. (She kisses him on the cheek.) Mr.Potter: Bye. Dawson: See ya Mr.Potter. Mr.Potter: See ya, Dawson. (Mr.Potter stares off after them with a worried expression on his face. Cut to Jen and Jack walking towards school with coffee cups.) Jen: Well if this doesn't help me survive the morning, I don't know what will. Jack: You're going to need a lot more than coffee to stay awake from that all-nighter you pulled in the den last night. I haven't even seen study geek Andie put that much effort into a paper. Jen: Well, I had a lot to say. Jack: Yeah, what's the paper about? Jen: Teen su1c1de. Jack: You had a lot to say about teen su1c1de? Should I plan the intervention? Jen: Well, not just yet. I'm not on the window edge right now. Jack: Right now? This conversation just took a decidedly gruesome turn. Jen: Nah, it's just realistic. Jack: Realistic to who? Jen: To most teenagers. The materials that I read said that a high percentage have considered su1c1de at least once. Haven't you? Jack: Well, yeah, maybe once but dealing with everything hasn't really crossed my mind. It doesn't really scare me as much as it used to. What's your answer? Grams: Jennifer! (Jen turns to find Grams standing there with a bag.) Jen: Hi Grams. Grams: How are you? Jen: Late for class. Grams: Jennifer, wait! I've thought about how we ended things and I've given a great deal of consideration...in spite of our differences...I want you to come home. Jen: I have a home now. Grams: Jennifer, I know you want your independence but this situation isn't right. Jen: Jack is used to taking care of himself and I am determined to learn how. Together, we'll be fine. Grams: Jack has no alternative, you do. Jen: You've come here to welcome me home but you haven't even addressed why I left. And to be quite honest, I don't want to get into it right now with you. (Cut to Pacey pulling up in his dad's patrol car. His dad is driving. Something comes over the radio about Pier Avenue.) Pacey: That's the Icehouse. Are you guys staking it out? Mr.Witter: That's none of your concern. Pacey: Pops if this means you're going to start harassing Joey's dad... Mr.Witter: I'm not harassing anybody. I wear a badge. I do a job. Pacey: He's finally putting his family's life back together, the guy deserves a break. Mr.Witter: I'll be the judge of that. In the meantime, you've got a final to get to. Now don't screw it up. Pacey: Is there any possibility that your advice will ever take on a positive tone? Mr.Witter: I'm positive you better not screw up. Pacey: Gee, Dad, you know it's really great that we can have these talks every morning. (Pacey tries to get out but Mr.Witter grabs his arm.) Mr.Witter: Since your little girlfriend left your attitude has gone from bad to worse and I don't approve of it. A girl is not worth messing your life up over, you hear me? Pacey: May I go now, sir? (Pacey gets out and slams the car door shut and Mr.Witter drives off. Dawson walks up.) Dawson: Did he try and run you over with the car this morning? Pacey: May as well have, the bastard. Dawson: Screw him. Have you heard from Andie yet? Pacey: No, no I haven't. She'll call. (Cut to a classroom where Mr.Milo is passing out a final.) Mr.Milo: Your favorite guidance counselor will be proctering the exam today. If you have any questions please raise your hand, and I will come to you. (Pacey flips open his book and scans the questions. He shuts it and sighs and lays his head on his desk, staring off into space. Mr.Milo looks at him, concerned. Cut to Dawson walking into the back room of the Icehouse where Mr.Potter is sweeping.) Mr.Potter: Dawson...I suppose you want to know what the hell I think I'm doing. Dawson: No. Not really. I came here to tell you whatever it is, I just don't believe it. I don't believe that a man who claims to love his children with all his heart and all his soul would traffic cocaine through the family business. Mr.Potter: Dawson... Dawson: I do believe that anyone engaged in such a blatant, criminal activity would put the well being of his own family ahead of his own selfishness and remove himself from the situation. Mr.Potter: And what if that man found himself stuck, could you believe that? Dawson: Well, if that were true, then a smart man would do absolutely everything in his power for the sake of the people who love him to unstick himself....and he'd do it fast. (Dawson storms out. Cut to Mitch and Gail sitting on the Leery porch.) Gail: So Dawson will stay here with you, I think it's a mistake to uproot him now with school and everything. Mitch: Great.. Gail: I was hoping you'd move back into the house and in the summer maybe he could come down to Philadelphia and intern at the station. Mitch: If he wants to. Gail: Yes, if he wants to. Mitchell, I know he's happy here. Mitch: But you're obviously not. Gail: I didn't necessarily say that. But I have a job opportunity I want to take, you know I've outgrown my job here. Mitch: So what you're saying is that your decision is based on what's best for you and not for our son. Gail: What I'm saying is my decision is what's best for me is what's ultimately best for our son and he, believe it or not, understands this. Which is more than I can hope for from you. Mitch: Is there anything else you'd like to tell me? Gail: Just that I'm leaving tomorrow. (Mitch's face drops. Cut to Pacey, Dawson, Joey, Jack, and Jen sitting at a table in the Icehouse.) Mr.Witter: Pacey, what are you doing here? Pacey: We're signing a peace treaty....studying, Pop, studying... Mr.Witter: Joey, is your father around? Mr.Potter: Hello, John. Restaurant's closed. Mr.Witter: Hello Mike, can I speak to you for a second? Mr.Potter: Sure. Come on back. (Mr.Witter walks back there and as soon as he's out of earshot, Joey leans towards Pacey.) Joey: What's going on? Pacey: Hey, don't look at me. My father's crusades are his own deal. (Cut back to the back room.) Mr.Witter: Hey Mike, how've you been? Mr.Potter: Good, you? Mr.Witter: Good. (pulls out a picture of Pete) Have you seen this guy around? Mr.Potter: Pete Lewis, he's an old friend. Mr.Witter: With an alleged history of narcotics, Mike. Mr.Potter: Well, I wouldn't know. We have a strictly social relationship. He stopped by for a visit to catch up... (Joey gets up and walks back in the room.) Joey: Find everything you need Mr. Witter? Mr.Witter: Yes, thank you. Joey: Need anymore help back here, Dad? (Mr.Potter looks at Mr. Witter.) Mr.Witter: No, we're done. This place is looking great, Mike. Mr.Potter: Thanks. Come back next week when it's done. I'll get ya a free dinner. Mr.Witter: Thanks. I'll do that. (He leaves.) Joey: What's going on? Mr.Potter: He's just giving me an official welcome. That's all, Jo. Joey: They're never going to leave us alone, are they? Mr.Potter: Not for awhile. Joey: Well, I guess we'll just have to ignore them. (Mr.Potter smiles and walks off. Dawson walks in.) Dawson: Are you okay? Joey: Why is Pacey's dad doing this? Dawson: Because it's his job. Joey: No, it's his job to serve and protect Capeside from criminals, not my dad. He doesn't belong in that category anymore. (Dawson's face kind of falls.) Dawson: I know you're mad... Joey: You should be mad, too! You're part of his family now. Dawson: Well, when you say it like that I'm furious. (Joey kisses him. Cut to Mr.Potter opening some canvas bags filled with cocaine. He takes them into his office. He shuts his blinds. Cut to Jen walking towards the coffee machine followed by Jack.) Jack: You know, it sounds like she wants to reconcile your differences. Jen: To the untrained ear, maybe, but to me it's just the same old grumple (?) speaking. I'm not the same old girl she wants around. Jack: She did ask you back. Jen: I don't want to go back. Jack: Well, no one's saying that you have to but she is right. Your situation isn't mine. (Jen glares at him.) Jack: What? You don't think I've been under the same kind of scrutiny? More of the rough hours, Jen. Jen: I thought that we had developed a closeness. Jack: We have. Jen: So then why do you want me to go? Jack: I never said I wanted you to go. Jen: Bringing up my grandmother, talking about me moving back, it's obvious where that leads. Jack: Is this what you did to her? You turned her words all around until you're convinced that she wanted you to go? Jen: You have no idea what you're talking about. Jack: I think I do! You talk like moving in with me is going to be some great salvation. Well, let me tell you something, it isn't. Because my dad's going to have to sell the house soon and we're both going to be homeless. Jen: Well, then, I will put myself out of my misery. Jack: Don't say that. Jen: Don't worry, Jack. Statistics are on my side, but I'll be gone by tonight. (She walks out of the room, Jack sighs. Cut to a pipe bmb thrown through an Icehouse window and a fre immediately starts and is spreading quickly. Cut to Mr. Witter and Pacey walking towards his patrol car.) Mr.Witter: You stay outta this, Pacey! You and I have a whole nother problem to deal with. Pacey: Of course I do. Mr.Witter: Today you got a phone call at the house. Pacey: Andie? Mr.Witter: Mr. Milo! He's worried about you. He told me that you've blown two of your finals. Pacey: I've got it under control, okay? Mr.Witter: Pacey, he said you didn't write word one on either exam. That's prudent! What were you thinking? Pacey: I was thinking that it doesn't really matter, okay?! Mr.Witter: The hell it doesn't! You get your things, you're coming home. Pacey: No. Mr.Witter: I don't want you hanging out here, Pacey. Mr. Potter's a known felon, it doesn't make me look good. Pacey: Is that what this is about?! Mr.Witter: Get your stuff! Pacey: I said no! Mr.Witter: I SAID GET YOUR STUFF! (He grabs Pacey's arms.) Pacey: Get your hands off me! (Pacey's dad punches him.) Mr. Witter: I'll be in the car. (Cut to Mr.Potter opening his blind and seeing the fre. He grabs his drugs and rushes to the toilet and starts hurredly opening them and pouring them in to flush them down the stool. Cut to the group at the table.) Dawson: Does anybody smell that? Jack: Smoke.. Jen: Where's it coming from? (Joey looks behind her through the door.) Joey: There's a fre! (She gets up and runs towards the smoke) Dawson: Joey! Joey: Dad! (Cut to Pacey and his dad by the patrol car.) Pacey: Dad! DAD! (Pacey points towards the fre. Mr.Witter gets on the radio as Pacey runs in. Cut to everybody opening the door towards the room.) Dawson: Careful! Careful! (They go in.) Joey: Dad! Dad! DAD? DAD! Mr.Potter: Joey! JOEY, GET OUTTA HERE! Get her outta here! Joey: Dad! Noo! Dad! (Pacey drags her out. Dawson grabs a fre extinguisher. Jen stares at the flames.) Jack: Jen, come on! (Dawson starts using the fre extinguisher.) Dawson: (to Mr.Potter) I CAN'T GET IN THERE! STAY BACK! (Dawson breaks the window glass. Mr.Witter and Dawson get Mr.Potter out. Cut to Joey, Pacey, Jen, and Jack waiting outside of the Icehouse staring into it watching. Mr.Potter and Dawson run out with Mr.Witter leading the way. Sirens are heard in the distance. Joey runs up and hugs her dad. Dawson stares coldly at Mr.Potter and coughs from the smoke. Cut to Mr.Potter watching the Icehouse being put out by firemen.) Dawson: Is this your idea of taking care of things? Mr.Potter: It's not that simple, Dawson. Dawson: You need to go to the police and tell them everything that you know. Mr.Potter: I can't. It's too dangerous. Dawson: THIS is too dangerous. (Joey walks up and leans her shoulder on her dad.) Joey: I'm all checked out. They asked for the hero next (to Dawson). That'd be you. Dawson: I'm not a hero, Joey. Mr.Potter: Don't be modest, Dawson. You saved my life. You're a hero. Dawson: Some situations are too tragic to have a hero. This is one of them. (He kisses Joey on the cheek and walks off. His parents run up to him.) Mitch: Dawson! (Cut back to Joey, looking confused up at her father.) (Cut to Mr.Witter and Pacey talking inside.) Mr.Witter: That bastard was lying to me. He's in it up to his neck and he knows it. Pacey: Come on, you don't even know if this has anything to do with him. Mr.Witter: A random arson incident in the middle of Capeside? Let's consider the chances of that, Pacey. If God hadn't blessed ya with my good looks, I wouldn't know who's son you were. Why don't you drive yourself home before you make another embarressing comment? Pacey: I think I'll walk. Mr.Witter: As if I care. Pacey: Nobody assumed you did, Pop. Mr.Witter: You'll have to excuse my son, boys. His girlfriend moves away and all of a sudden it's his time of the month. Pacey: Screw you, okay? (Mr.Witter grabs his arm and Pacey quickly removes it.) Pacey: Get your hands off me! You don't touch me again! Ever! Mr.Witter: Finally, my boy gets a pair (?) and all it took was getting his heart broken by some girl with a few screws loose. (Pacey punches him.) Pacey: Andie did more for my life in 6 months than you did in 16 years, you rotten son of a bitch. So if you want to make fun of me, if you want to bust on me, that's fine. But if you so much as make one more even slightly disparaging comment about the woman I love, you're going to policing this town from a hospital bed, you hear me? And one more thing, even if Mr.Potter was involved in all this, he's still 10 times the father you ever were. (Cut to Bessie and Mr.Potter sitting at the Potter's kitchen table, talking. Joey walks in.) Bessie: There's no reason that if we get an inspector out there tomorrow that we can't file a claim. It's start the procedure-- Joey: What's going on? Mr.Potter: Your sister and I are going over the insurance papers. Joey: No, I mean, with the police. Why is the Icehouse taped off? Mr.Potter: The fre was arson related, it's typical investigative procedure. Joey: So there's nothing else going on? Bessie: Joey, what are you saying? Joey: I'm asking Dad if he knows why the police are so interested in the fre or why there was a fre in the first place. Mr.Potter: As God is my witness, I have no idea. Joey: You're positive? Bessie: Josephine Potter, you stop it right now. Joey: No. I want him to swear. Mr.Potter: I just swore to you, Joey. Joey: I know, but I need you to swear again. I need to know that you're telling me the truth. Do you know who started that fre? Mr.Potter: No. Joey: Okay. (She sighs, much more relaxed and they hug. Cut to Dawson sitting with his parents at the kitchen table.) Mitch: There's no question. You have to go to the police. Gail: Honey, whoever these men are that Joey's dad is dealing with, if they are capable of burning down a building then they are capable of much worse. Dawson: I realize that but how can I do this to Joey? I mean, she finally gets her family back and I'm going to be the one that's going to take it away from her? Mitch: Joey's father is responsible here, not you. Dawson: But what if...what if I just gave him some time? Maybe he could change things. Mitch: The man just got out of prison less than a month ago and he's already committed the same crime that landed him there in the first place. Dawson: I just wish that I never saw what I saw. Gail: There's a reason that you did, honey. Joey's in danger and she needs your strength. Even if that strength doesn't come in the way that she wants. Mitch: You have to go to the police. There's really nothing else left that you can do. Dawson: There is one thing. (He gets up. Cut to Jack and Jen in Jack's house.) Jack: You didn't make a move tonight. You stood there and you watched that fre. Why? Jen: I was in shock, alright? Jack: No, I don't believe you. Jen: I don't remember, Jack. Jack: I want the truth, Jen. All your little comments, how much do you mean them? Jen: I'm not the kind of person that would take their own life, if that's what you're thinking, Jack. But...but when I was standing there, looking at that fre, I couldn't help but thinking maybe...maybe this is Fate's way of providing me with an out. Jack, I don't want to die but I didn't care enough to run. Jack: I understand what you're going through. I know how numbing the pain of hating yourself is. You know, it makes you just want to push everybody away especially the people who care about you the most. But you can't. Not if you plan on ever being happy. (They hug. Cut to Joey sitting by herself on some lawn chairs by the creek. Dawson walks up.) Dawson: Hey... Joey: Hey. You called. Dawson: Yeah. Ahh (sighs) What I have to tell you you're not going to like...so I'm just going to say it really quickly. Joey, your father's dealing drugs again. Joey: (defensively & angrily) You don't know that. Dawson: Yes, I do. I caught him. And that's not all. This fre tonight was not all, but partially his repsonsibility. I talked to him about it, I talked to my parents about it, I didn't want to talk to you about it because I didn't want you to know but..now it's gone too far. Joey: (shaking her head defensively) He told me he had nothing to do with the fre. He swore to me. Dawson: He's lying to you. Joey: Well, I believe him. Dawson: I know you want to believe him. Joey: No, I do. Dawson: Joey, why would I lie about this? Joey: Why are you doing this? Dawson: Because you need to know the truth. Alright, this is a very dangerous situation right now. If your father could help apprehend the people who are responsible for this, if we went to the police and maybe you can work something out for your dad. Joey: You want me to turn my own father in? What kind of a person do you think I am? Why are you doing this? Dawson: Joey, this isn't my fault! Joey: Yes, it is! Dawson: There's no other option! Joey: You just couldn't keep well enough alone?! You had to get involved?! Dawson: Joey, I love you! I'm not going to let you risk your life to protect somebody who isn't protecting you. Joey: Dawson, this is my father. I am begging you, just stay out of it. Dawson: I can't. Joey: Yes, you can. I mean, not just for me or my family's sake but for us. I'm telling you, Dawson. We won't survive this. Dawson: That's a risk that I'm willing to take. Because I care about you more than I care about myself. And somebody has to do the right thing. If you can't, then I will. (Joey slowly sits back down in her lawn chair. Cut to Joey, Dawson, and Dawson's parents in Mr.Witter's office.) Mr.Witter: If I have to wait until I have enough proof to arrest your father, then he's going away for life. Joey: You don't even have proof? Then why should I go along with this? Mr.Witter: Joey, the men who tipped me off to your father's dealing are his competitors. They're also responsible for that fre last night. If your father doesn't help me get them, they're going to keep helping me until I get him. Joey: You guys have no idea what you're asking me to do. Mr.Witter: He's putting your entire family in danger. Joey: Yeah, well, it's my family, Mr.Witter. And what benefits my family is being together and trusting each other. Mr.Witter: Don't you think your father's betrayed that trust? Joey: Well, right now I think I trust him a lot more than I trust any of you. Dawson: You know what? Could we just have a couple of minutes alone? (Mr.Witter nods and him and Dawson's parents get up and leave.) Dawson: He wants to help, Joey. He cares. We all do. Joey: (coldly) I appreciate the concern, Dawson. What I don't appreciate is having the solution forced down my throat. Dawson: I tried to talk to your father-- Joey: That's just it, Dawson. You tried. But he's not your father, Dawson. It doesn't matter if he goes off to prison for the rest of your life, does it? Dawson: That's why I came to you. Joey: Yeah, with the decision already made! Dawson: Joey, I wish there was another option but there isn't! You have to understand that! Joey: I understand, Dawson, that in that black and white world in which you live, you didn't see any choices, but that's not my world. I see things in gray and that's what makes us different and that's what made me fall in love with you and that's what is tearing us apart. (She leaves the room. Dawson sighs and runs his hands through his hair. Cut to Mitch and Gail sitting outside of their house on a picnic table.) Mitch: We did well with our son. Gail: Our one success. Mitch: We've had more success than that, Gail. For the past 24 hours, they have reminded me so much of how I love to be a part of this family. Dawson was able to count on us when he needed to and I felt like a father again. And if you can believe it, a husband. Gail: Oh, Mitch. (Mitch kneels before her.) Mitch: Stay here with me. With us. Please. Gail: You see, ever since you left I have prayed for the day that you'd come back and when that didn't happen, I started seeing Philly for what it was. And oddly enough, it felt more right than anything had in a long time. Mitch: But we can be right again, too, Gail. I want my whole life back. I want us. Gail: No, you want what we had. We'll never have that again, Mitch. So I'm going to do something that's right for both of us, I'm going to take the unplanned route for a little while in hopes that whatever we lost, we'll be able to stumble upon again. Mitch: Did Dawson understand? Gail: He understands how much I love him. That's enough, I think. (Cut to Jen climbing the steps to Grams. She opens the door and Grams sees her.) Jen: I have three conditions. Grams: What are they? Jen: One - that we address the reality of why this didn't work out before. I know I made some mistakes. But even on my best behavior I never felt that I was comfortable living here with you. I never felt I was good enough. Grams: Oh, Jennifer. Jen: Two - I need you to acknowledge that I've been through a lot in my life. More than most girls my age, and what I need is your support, not your judgement. Especially not His judgement. Grams: Okay..I think I can manage that. Jen: What you need to understand, Grams, I don't need a legal guardian to be able to survive and I can handle a lot more than you think. But what I want..is to live here with you. I want a family. I want us to take care of each other and I don't want to be alone anymore. Grams: Neither do I. (They hug.) Grams: Was there a third? Jen: Yes. There's somebody else who doesn't want to be alone anymore either. (She motions towards Jack. Grams looks and sighs.) Grams: Well, I've been meaning to clear out your grandfather's room for awhile. (Jen and Grams hug again. Cut to Pacey leaning against the railing by the water. Mr.Witter walks up.) Pacey: What are you doing here? Mr.Witter: Well, for starters, you punched me. Pacey: If you came looking for an apoligy, you're barking up the wrong tree. Mr.Witter: No, I don't want one. I deserved it. (Pacey looks at him, confused.) Mr.Witter: Good for you for doing it. You got another phone call today. It was Andie. We talked for a long time...she's uh...kinda chatty, that one. Pacey: (smiles) Yeah, she is. Mr.Witter: She sounded sweet as hell, Pacey. So I'm sorry what I said yesterday, I really don't know anything about her. Pacey: Apoligy accepted. (He starts to walk away.) Mr.Witter: No, I'm not done. As little as I know about her, I know even less about you, my own son. I realized that as Andie was trying to fill me in on what you two had been through... (Pacey looks like he's on the verge of tears.) Mr.Witter: (cont.) I didn't know about any of that. She said you were her hero...that was nice to hear. Anyways, I called your school and explained things to them. They said they're going to let you make up the finals next week, when you feel up to it. Pacey: Thank you. Mr.Witter: It's the least I could do. (pauses) I'm sorry I'm not the kind of father that you felt you could share your story with... (A single tear runs down Pacey's face as he fights off as many tears as he can.) Mr.Witter: And just one other thing...Andie wanted me to give you something... (Mr.Witter hugs Pacey. They pull away and Pacey starts crying and throws his arms around his dad again.) Pacey: Oh, God....I miss her so much....I miss her so much it's klling me, Pops... Mr.Witter: I know you do, son, I know. (Cut to Mr.Potter in the Potter living room looking at a picture of Joey with her mother. Joey walks in stiffly and slowly, very nervous looking.) Joey: Dad. Mr.Potter: Joey. Where'd you run off to this morning? I cooked you breakfast. Joey: What's with the police? Mr.Potter: Oh... Joey: Are you dealing drugs again? Mr.Potter: (starts crying and slowly nods.) Yes. Joey: (starts to cry) Why? Mr.Potter: Joey, I wish I had an answer for ya. I wanted to provide for my family. Not just survive, but provide. I thought that if I just made a little extra money, get ahead, maybe there'd be a chance for us... Joey: Yeah but you served your time! You were supposed to start a new life! Mr.Potter: I wanted to, Joey. But what you don't understand is the burden I felt. Joey: We were a burden? Mr.Potter: No! You girls are my gift. The burden was self-afflicted. Ever since I moved back in here with you, I have been haunted...by the knowledge that I have failed you. Joey: Then why didn't you tell me about this? We could have found a way. We could have done something! Mr.Potter: I was just too weak, Joey! (He reaches out to touch her and she pulls away quickly.) Mr.Potter: I have been up night after night after night wondering what compelled me to take that road both times...and I don't have an answer for it. Joey: But I trusted you! And you lied and you ruined everything Bessie and I have worked so hard for. I mean, we could have died in that fre and it would have been your fault! Mr.Potter: I know, I know, I know and I hate myself so much for it that I wish I had died in that f*re! I just...I don't know what to do...I don't know how to fix this...all I know is that I am so, so sorry. Joey: (gets a grip on herself, her tears stop somewhat) I'm sorry, too. I took care of it for you. (She lifts up the bottom of her shirt revealing that she has been wearing a wire. She looks at her dad with tears in her eyes.) Joey: (whispers) I'm so sorry. Mr.Potter: Don't be. (Cut to Mr.Potter and Joey walking out of their house. He turns back around and looks at Joey. He walks towards the patrol cars past Bessie. He looks at Bessie and she looks away, crying. He gets in the patrol car. Bessie walks towards the house and up the stairs and looks at Joey and keeps walking. Joey looks over to find Dawson standing there. She slowly walks towards him.) Dawson: How are you feeling? Joey: (deadly cold) Like hell. Dawson: Is there anything I can do? Joey: (cold again) No thank you. Dawson: You did the right thing, Joey. Joey: No, Dawson. You did the right thing. What I did...the word right doesn't even come close to. Dawson: We both did what we had to do. Joey: (glares at him) What I have to say, you're not going to like, so I'll say it quickly. I hope one day that I'll be able to forgive my father for all of this, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive myself, but I know that I will never forgive you. See, Dawson, there are certain circumstances that love can not overcome and from now on...I don't want to know you. (She turns and goes into her house. Dawson stands there, shocked and heartbroken and he forces out a whisper.) Dawson: See ya, Joey. (Cue ending credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "02x22 - Parental Discretion Advised"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 301 Like a Virgin Original Airdate: September 29, 1999 In this episode: On the way home from his summer internship in Philadelphia, Dawson has an encounter with an alluring and sexy young woman (Eve). He falls asleep after baring his soul to her, and when he wakes she is gone. Autumn also finds Jack still living at Grams' house with Jen, an arrangement now as comfy as an old marriage and in an act of rebellion against conformity, Jen tries out for the cheerleading squad with great ironic flair. The school's new leader, Principal Green, demonstrates at the first assembly that he has an unorthodox approach. Dawson desperately seeks to avoid Joey, who has also changed the summer - she wants Dawson back. Eve's agenda soon becomes clear - to change Dawson's life by ending his virginity. Her efforts to do this in an unlikely place results in Dawson and Eve crashing his father's prized antique motorboat. Pacey comes up with a wild plan to throw a party complete with strippers, courtesy of Eve, to earn the money to fix the boat, but the boisterous event spirals out of control in more ways than might be expected, resulting in even more changes for our friends. (Cut to a bus cruising down the street with destination of CAPE COD written on the front. 'Old Time Rock & Roll' is blaring in the background. Cut to the interior of the bus where Dawson is sleeping with his headphones on, head resting on his shirt. He wakes up and notices the girl sitting next to him. It's EVE. She says something to him but he can't hear because of the headphones. He takes them off.) Dawson: Sorry. Eve: You're drooling. On your chin. Saliva from sleep. (Dawson moves to wipe it off.) Eve: Did you know that you're a very heavy breather? Dawson: No. Eve: Oh, and an insinuating, conversationalist, just my luck. What's on your lap? (Dawson looks at her.) Eve: Not that! The movie, what are you watching? Dawson: Oh, uh, Risky Business. Eve: The one with Tom Cruise? Dawson: Yep, and Rebecca DeMourney(sp?). Eve: The one where they do it on the train. And it's unbelievably sweet and believable even though he's a virgin and she's a battle-scarred hooker who's done it with hundreds of men. Dawson: It's more of a myth. Joseph Campbell meets Sigmeund Freud meets Holden Caulfield. A teenage boy passes into manhood with a sexual encounter with a beautiful woman who's essentially a fantasy character of his own creation. Eve: Hey, you're adorable. What's your name? Dawson: Dawson. Dawson Leery. (They shake hands. Dawson has to pull away first.) Dawson: You alright? Eve: My father taught me. Always when shaking hands make sure the other guy pulls away first. It's a powerful advantage in all human intercourse. Dawson: Actually...I meant your skin...do you have a fever or something? Eve: No, it's just me. It's my temperature. I run a few degrees hot. So...when are you going to tell me about your girlfriend? (Dawson looks at her. Cut to opening credits.) (Cut to Joey holding a gas nozzle in a boat at LOGAN'S MARINA. She checks her watch. A figure approaches. It's ROB LOGAN.) ROB: I'll take it from here, Potter. Joey: You said you'd be here by eight o'clock. Rob: Isn't that sweet? Little girl is nervous about missing the first day of school. Oh the Salad Days! I remember them well. Joey: Spare me the Shakespeare, Rob. My last class ends at 2:30. I should be back here by 3:00. Rob: Don't be late. (Cut to two Eggos popping out of the toaster. Jack grabs them and puts them on a plate. Jen grabs that plate and another plate with two Eggos and takes them to the kitchen table and then grabs two glasses while Jack simultaneously pours milk into each one. Then, they both sit down to breakfast and they notice Grams watching them.) Jack & Jen (simultaneously): What? Grams: And how long have you two been married? (Jack turns and smiles at Jen. They laugh. Cut to Pacey and Dawson in the Leery kitchen.) Pacey: And what happened when you woke up? Dawson: She morphed into pure oxygen air and just vanished. Pacey: I hate it when that happens! Dawson: It was the weirdest night. She was like the perfect girl and one minute she's sitting right next to me and the next, (he snaps), she's gone. Pacey: You know, usually when I have moments like that happen, I have to change the sheets afterwards. Dawson: Hey, she wasn't real. Pacey: What about the one that is real? (Dawson pauses.) Dawson: What about her? Pacey: Well, today is the day. Dawson Leery and Joey Potter have been apart for months now, in fact, the whole summer has passed and the whole world is waiting to figure out what's going to happen. Dawson: Maybe you and the whole world haven't heard me the last 50,000 times that I've said that it's over. Pacey: Yeah, until she speaks to you. Dawson: She won't. Pacey: I think you underestimate the healing powers of time, Dawson. Time for Joey to forgive and forget. Dawson: Even if Joey came up to me today and said I forgive and I forget, I wouldn't. I can't forget that this past year has been a hellish nightmare. I spent it verbalizing and angsting instead of living. I need to just learn how to exist, and question things later. Pacey: Ladies and gentlemen, Capesidians of all ages, new and fresh from Philadelphia, Dawson Leery. Now, just to play devil's advocate here, let's say you go to school today and Joey comes up and starts apologizing. She does that cute little hair flip thing she does and locks those truly remarkable brown eyes of hers on you...what do you do? Dawson: I'll tell her that it's over. That it's been over and that we're better off without each other. (Mitch enters the kitchen.) Mitch: Dawson, I'm off to my coaching conference. Dawson: Alright... Mitch: I'll write down the number of the hotel where I'll be. Pacey: Coaching conference? Dawson: What? You haven't heard yet? Substitute Mitch is Capeside High's new varsity football coach. Pacey: Congratulations, Mr. Leery. How are our trusted Minutemen doing? What's the streak now...0 and 38? (Dawson smiles.) Mitch: Pacey, you have little faith. I can assure you as a former Minuteman myself that this season will be a winning one. Here. Dawson: See ya on Sunday, Dad. Mitch: Bye. Pacey: Wait, you're just going to walk out like that? No father/son warning, no rules and regulations, no impending doom shall your sainted son misbehave. Mitch: Good idea. Keep Pacey out of the house. (Mitch winks and leaves.) (Cut to Junior assembly in Capeside Auditorium. Jen and Jack are sitting together.) Jack: If I start to fall asleep, don't wake me, okay? (The cheerleaders walk up including the head cheerleader, Belinda.) Belinda: Jen Lindley. How was your summer? Host, you know, gng bangs? Jen: I have a really scathing comeback right now but I'm thinking that I should show you a little sympathy, seeing as the lypo didn't take... (Belinda storms off with her herd of cheerleaders behind her. Jack and Jen laugh. Cut to Dawson and Pacey.) Pacey: She should be here any minute. It's the junior assembly. She has to come! Dawson: Pacey, that's enough, alright? (Cut to the new principal speaking.) Principal: Hello, I'm Principal Green. Like you, when I was a junior, I had a new principal and on our first day back he stood before us and told us some earnest and touching words. Words that were to usher us into what he called one of the best years of our lives. This is not that speech. We're living in a different time. You children are thinking like people twice your age. (Joey enters silently through the back door of the auditorium and Pacey turns and glimpses her...) Principal (cont.): ...The rites of passage that once existed before us are now almost extinct. (Principal continues speaking...Cut to Pacey turning to Dawson.) Pacey: She just walked in. She's right back there. Right over your shoulder... Dawson: Pacey... (Cut to Principal's view of the crowd.) Principal: ...For example, like that gentlemen in the 5th row who's talking... (Everyone turns and looks at Pacey. Pacey points at himself.) Pacey: Me? Principal: Please stand, sir. Pacey: (muttering) That didn't take very long. Principal: What's your name, sir? Pacey: I don't suppose you'd accept Shaga Verra, would ya? (The crowd laughs.) Pacey: Pacey, Pacey Witter. Principal: Mr. Witter. Mr. Witter I'd like to applaud you for being the first student I've met at Capeside who actually acts like one. I hope that someday you all will act as one. Reclaim your youth. Live, learn, screw up. I applaud you, Mr. Witter. (The crowd applauses.) Principal: Oh, and I'll see you on Saturday. In detention... (Cut to the signups for cheerleading. Belinda, the head cheerleader, checks out the girl signing up.) Belinda: Sally, who're we kidding? Lay off the hot dogs and try Four-H. That's where they're looking for the prize hogs. (The girl walks off and Belinda turns to the other cheerleaders.) Belinda (cont.): She only came over here in the first place because somebody made one too many Krispy Kreme pit-stops over the summer. (The cheerleader is upset. Cut to Jack and Jen, watching.) Jen: Now I know how anthropologists feel when they stumble across one of those lost tribes whose ancient rituals have remained untouched by time. Jack: What I don't get is why anyone wants to be a cheerleader in the first place? (Jen considers the thought and gets an idea.) Jen: There's only one way to find out. (Jen heads toward the sign up table. She starts to sign up.) Belinda: Jen, what're you doing? Jen: Signing up for try-outs. Belinda: Lemme think about that... NOT! Jen: You sure, Belinda? Haven't you ever wondered if I've got what it takes to hold the pom-poms? (Belinda smiles.) Belinda: Okay, Lindley. You're on. Tomorrow at three. Be prompt. Jen: Will do. (Cut to Pacey and Dawson across the room.) Pacey: Principal Green seems cool. Good sense of humor. He was joking about that whole see you Saturday stuff, right? Dawson: I'm not sure, Pace. He seemed rather... (Dawson spots Joey and cuts his thoughts off mid-sentence.) Pacey: Dawson... Dawson... Was there supposed to be a second part to that sentence? Dawson: You were right. I'm gonna break. I'm gonna crumble-- It's Joey Potter at three o'clock. Pacey: Oooh. Dawson: Get me out of here. Anywhere. Pacey: Anywhere? Dawson: Someplace Joey Potter'll never find me. Pacey: Well, for a mere $25, young sir, I think I have just the place. (They turn to leave and Joey looks up in time to spot them heading the other way. Cut to Joey's house. Bessie is finishing dinner and Joey enters.) Bessie: Hey, Jo. Joey: No, I'm not Joey. I'm just the shell of her exhausted remains. I swear Bessie, if I have to work another hour for that nimrod of a boss -- Bessie: It's just that until the insurance money comes through, then we'll have enough for a sitter and I'll get a job. Joey: No speech required. I remember the bargain, if you can call it that. (Bessie sits down with Joey.) Bessie: So? Tell me everything. Joey: We got a new Principal. Bessie: Not about school. About Dawson. What was it like seeing him again? (Joey looks at Bessie's excited reaction and starts lying...) Joey: It was great. Bessie: So, what'd he say? C'mon, Joey, I spend most of my conversations with a teething baby, your sister could use a little vicarious pleasure. Joey: He just looked at me and I looked at him. In that split second, it was like we forgave each other for everything. And then, of course, we talked about it until we were blue in the face. Just like old times. Bessie: I'm glad, Jo. You two are meant for each other. If I'm sure of anything, that's it. Joey: Yeah... (Joey sighs...Cut to: Pacey and Dawson at a strip club.) Dawson: I think I'm having a religious experience. Pacey: That would be Wendy, who is a second year biology student at Woodtold(?). Dawson: How on earth do you know this? Pacey: It's in her bio. And, according to this, she also likes small children, big men, snowboarding and the color green. (A waitress approaches.) Waitress: What can I get you gentlemen? Pacey: Well, I will have a couple of beers and my friend here will have a tall glass of milk. (Dawson smirks and the waitress walks off.) Pacey: You know, sitting here, something occurs to me, Dawson. Dawson: What? Pacey: The meaning of life. Specifically, yours. Dawson: Not another diatribe of my manhood, or lack thereof. Pacey: No, I'm serious here! I just had a blinding vision about the purpose of your junior year. Dawson: You mean, besides the massive and dibilitated college anxiety? Pacey: Yes, sometime during the course of this whole year you are going to get laid. (Dawson laughs.) Pacey: C'mon, man, in keeping with this whole new attitude thing you've got going. You met that girl on the bus, didn't ya? Dawson: Yeah, and I put her to sleep with all the talk about my ex-girlfriend, Pacey. I think it's pretty safe to assume that I'm not going to be hearing from her anytime soon. (The waitress comes and sets the glass of beer down in front of Pacey.) Pacey: Thank you. (She sets a glass of milk down in front of Dawson. Then, she slides herself between Dawson and Pacey, facing Dawson.) Pacey: You know, this is actually a group here. Waitress (to Dawson): You don't remember me, do you? Dawson: Should I? Waitress: Feel this. (She places her hand on his neck. He looks at her surprised.) Waitress: That's right. (She stands up and takes of the wig revealing Eve, the girl from the bus.) Eve: It's me. (Dawson smiles. Cut to commercial break. Cut to Dawson and Pacey walking up to Dawson's house.) Pacey: (beginning of sentence cut off on my tape) -by little Creekside village, Dawson Leery has once again proven successful in his endeavor to avoid Miss Joey Potter. Although, I am starting to question your committment to la vida loca. Dawson: Why? Because I didn't talk to my ex? Pacey: No, man! Because you didn't hook up with bus girl last night! Dawson: Number One, she was working. And you saw me give her my number, it's up to her to use it. Pacey: And if she does? Dawson: She won't. Pacey: Dawson, I wouldn't be so sure of that. Dawson: What is the likelihood of someone of that degree of life experience and sexual liberation to take regard in someone who is having to take their PSATs. (Dawson opens the door to his house finding...Eve in his living room.) Pacey: Oh, I'd say about the chances of finding her in your living room. Eve: Hey Dawson. Dawson: Hi, um, what did you, um, I-I'm sorry, um, h-how did you, um-- Pacey: This is excited teenage male for "How did you get in?" Eve: I thought I'd surprise you and take you up on your offer for a date. It was hot outside and the door was open so I let myself in. Dawson: It's Capeside. We don't exactly lock up... Eve: Hm, interesting. What else don't you do? Pacey: Oooh, (to Dawson) I need to talk to you for a second. (Pacey pulls him into the kitchen.) Pacey: Normally, at this point in the plot, the best friend exits stage left leaving the brand new Dawson Leery all alone with the mystery woman in his parentless house. Dawson: (laughs) I'm freaking out. This is a little too high in the too good to be true category. Pacey: I understand. But as someone who's been there before, I'm telling you, all you need now is some separation. A little time to calm down, catch your breath, and realize that you are in complete control of this situation. Dawson: I am not in complete control. Pacey: Oh but you will be. (Pacey grabs the keys to Mitch's boat and holds them in front of Dawson.) Pacey: The boat. Dawson: What about it? Pacey: I think you should take it out for a little spin. Dawson: Pacey, that's my dad's boat. Dad being the possesive in that sentence. Pacey: Under the circumstances... (Dawson and Pacey lean around the corner and look at Eve.) Pacey (cont.): I think he'd understand. (Pacey looks at him and takes the keys and drops them into Dawson's hands. Cut to cheerleading tryouts. A girl is up on stage getting ready to start. The music begins and she starts cheering.) Girl: (in the tune of 'I Don't Want to Wait' by Paula Cole) We don't want to wait, for this game to be over, we want to root right now-- (Belinda sounds the horn.) Belinda: Thank you! Next! Girl: Um, I didn't get to finish my cheer. Belinda: Um, Stacy. Get a mitt, and catch a clue. It's your third year trying out for the Minute Girls. Your waist line is thicker and your hairstyle is even more outdated. The only reason we even let you get this far is because we wanted to see what lame song you picked to cheer to. (Belinda sounds the horn again and the girl walks off the stage.) Belinda: Next up, Miss Jen Lindley! Jack: (to Jen) Are you sure you still want to do this? Jen: Are you kidding me? Now more than ever. (Jen walks onstage.) Belinda: I'm sure you'll dazzle us, Jen. I mean, we all know how flexible you are. (Jen gives her an evil look. She grabs the microphone.) Jen: When you see Belinda and her clique in the hallway, you're desperately wishing you were walking with them, aren't you? You think that maybe if you were wearing the right shoes, sporting the latest hairstyle, and using the hottest shade of lip gloss, then maybe they'd toss a glance in your direction. Have you ever wondered why they force their narrow minded views down our throats? Maybe it's because they have an inkling about what's in store for them after graduation. Cut to 25 years from now when Belinda McGovern wakes up feeling empty. Maybe it's because her Dartmouth-educated-lawyer-husband Ted has run off to Tiawana with her daughter's roomate from boarding school. Or maybe it's because the twins, Timmy and Tommy, call her my her first name and their live-in housekeeper, Mom. Or maybe it's because of her 2 o'clock, 5 o'clock, 7 o'clock and 9:15 showdown with her bottle of Prozac. Her life has become a domestic wasteland. Avoid this fate. Don't become another cookie cutter, blonde, size 4, rah-rah-sis-bam-boom, mindless, soulless, spineless wench. Screw these auditions. Screw cheerleading. And screw Belinda McGovern. (The crowd stands up and applauses loudly.) (Cut to Logan's Marina. Rob opens the door to the back room to reveal Joey in mid-change.) Joey: Hey! I'm changing here. Rob: Man, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were back here. I wanted a Coke. (He grabs a Coke from the fridge.) Joey: You just happened to "get thirsty" right when I'm standing here half naked? Rob: I hadn't noticed that coincidence. (He takes a sip.) You know what, I think I'm in the mood for a 7-UP instead. (Rob gets a 7-UP and takes a long drink.) Rob: I'll knock next time. Joey: Next time I'll lock the door. (Cut to Dawson on Mitch's boat with Eve.) Dawson: What're you looking at? Eve: You should take off your shirt. Dawson: --Any particular reason? Eve: I'd like to see you with it off. What's the matter, too brazen for you? Dawson: No. Yes. I mean... sometimes I just think I was born in the wrong time. The wrong century, even. Eve: What? Tights and powder and a wig more your style? Or just: club her over the head and drag her into the cave? Dawson: Well.... The latter choice does have a certain appealing simplicity. I'm sorry. I guess, I'm a little nervous. Eve: How come you're nervous? Dawson: The same reason you're not. Eve: Oh, but I am. Dawson: You are? Eve: Of course. Listen, Dawson... anything that's worth anything is scary, or dangerous, in one way or another. Dawson: That's a fairly extreme world view-- Eve: Not at all. Without fear, there would be no accomplishment. No testing of our limitations. No fun. Dawson: Who are you? And where do you come from? Eve: You said it yourself, Dawson. I'm a fantasy of your own creation. (Eve moves up really close to Dawson and puts her arms around him.) Eve: I can feel your heart. Beating. Dawson: You can? Eve: It's going a million miles an hour. Slow down. Dawson: Huh? Eve: The boat. (Dawson slows it down.) Eve: That's better. Reduce speed. The problem with teenage sex is that it's something you "do"... it's something you "get done." You're a virgin, aren't you, Dawson? Dawson: What comes become virgin? (She smiles and moves in front of him.) Eve: Everything but. Dawson: Everything but what? Eve: That's what comes "before". (She kisses him. Dawson pulls away.) Dawson: Careful. I can't see. (She starts moving slowly downward.) Dawson: What.... What're you doing? Eve: Well, if you're not going to take off your shirt.... Dawson: What's your name? Eve: Eve. You can call me Eve. Dawson: Eve. That's a biblical name. Eve: I'll try and live up to it. (Eve goes completely out of picture "below the border", if you know what I mean. Cut to the boat, crashed, at Logan's Marina. Joey saw the accident.) Joey: Oh my God! Are you alright?! Dawson: I..(realizing it's Joey) I think so. (Eve laughs and comes into view.) Eve: Crashes are so intense. Dawson: Joey, this is Eve. Eve, this is Joey. Joey: And suddenly everything comes clear. Rob (to Joey): Wait a minute. You know this moron? Joey: I thought I did. (She walks back up the dock. Cut to commercial break. Cut to Rob calculating damages.) Rob: Salvage charges plus yard costs plus carpentry and painting, I'd say you're looking at three-grand easy. Provided none of the gaskets blew, or engine mounts cracked, as result of the collision. Dawson: Three thousand dollars? Rob: Give or take. Dawson: I should've gone down with the ship. Rob: No argument here. (Dawson walks towards Eve, who is sitting on the dock.) Eve: Things could be worse. Dawson: That's what they said to King Lear before he lost his mind and his daughter klled herself. Or was it the other way around? Eve: Come on, Dawson! No one was hurt, and you'll never forget this day as long as you live. Dawson: That's what I'm afraid of. Eve: Everybody wants life to go smoothly. But the truth is, it's the mistakes that keep things interesting. Dawson: Another treacly truism and my sweet tooth is gonna start to ache. Eve: Wait a second! You're mad at me! Dawson: It's just...you made me crash... Eve: Made you what?! I didn't make you do anything! Dawson: Maybe I'm just not ready. For any of this. Eve: Ready? Dawson, I've known you for 48 hours, but I think it's safe to say that you gotta stop living from the neck up. (She starts to leave.) Dawson: Don't go! Eve: You're going to have to do a lot better than that. Dawson: I'm thinking about something I read once. That a man's character is his fate. Eve: And? Dawson: And this isn't me, Eve. I don't meet strange girls on a bus. Or drive my father's boat without permission. Look what happens when I do. Unmitigated disaster. Eve: Well that's too bad. Because this girl just wants to have fun. (Eve leaves. Cut to Jen walking down the Capeside hallway, in a trance. Jack catches up with her.) Jack: What's the matter, Jen? You look like your dog just died. Jen: I don't have a dog. Jack: I know that. Jen: That's right, you know that. Jack: Jen...what is it? (A cute "popular" guy walks by, grinning at her and gives her a congratulations.) Jack: Who was that? Jen: No clue. I'm going to have to leave school. Immediately. Jack: Why? (Around her, girls giggle and say hi as Jen continues in her trance.) Jen: The unthinkable has happened. (Principal Green walks by.) Principal: Good going, Ms. Lindley. (Jen smiles.) Jack: What? You've become popular? Jen: Worse. Follow me. (Jen heads to her locker and starts opening it.) Jen: It was a coup d'etat. A mutiny. A slve revolt. Belinda McGovern has been excommunicated by her brainless bishops. Jack: Help me out here. I don't think I understand. Jen: (She shows him the pom poms) They're the golden ones. With the rhinestone-studded handles. Jack: Don't tell me they made you a cheerleader? Jen: Oh, no. Jack: Thank God. Jen: They made me Head Cheerleader. Jack: That's cool. (Jack cracks up laughing. Jen throws one of her pom poms at him. Cut to Joey and Bessie out front of Joey's house with laundry.) Bessie: But I thought you said -- Joey: Forget what I said. I was lying, or at least, hoping for the best. The truth is, Dawson's been dodging me for the past two days. Bessie: Dodging you? And then crashing Mitch's pride and joy? It's like one Dawson left for Philadelphia, and another one came back. Joey: Yeah... his evil twin. Bessie: Oh sis... Joey: Yet another chapter in the Joey Potter sob story. Penniless girl from the wrong side of the tracks copes with a felon for a father, a slve driver for a boss, and a two-timing boyfriend -- okay, ex-boyfriend. I keep expecting them to put me on daytime TV between Ivory Snow commercials. Bessie: Don't go there, Joey. You haven't spent a summer pitying yourself. Don't start now. Joey: At least, he could've told me... then I wouldn't feel like such a fool. Bessie: About the girl, you mean? Joey: One look at her, and I knew: she's everything I'm not. Wild, confident, blonde... I feel like the little kid. Always the one getting left behind. Bessie: Listen, I remember the time when there was another blonde in the picture. Joey: Yeah... and look how well that turned out. Besides, it's different now. Bessie: Yes. It is. (Cut to Dawson and Pacey in Dawson's living room. Pacey's reading a magazine and Dawson's searching under cushions of the couch.) Pacey: Look on the bright side. At least her jaw didn't lock. Dawson: Remind me to start cracking jokes when your execution looms just hours away. Two more nickels, a shoelace, and a pair of sunglasses I lost two years ago. I now have a combined total of forty-two dollars and seventy-eight cents. Even if I sell my DVD player, I'm still close to two-thousand dollars short. Pacey: Congratulations, Dawson. Next to Bill Clinton you will have paid more for a certain service than anyone I know. Dawson: If I don't come up with this money, I'm gonna pay with my life. (The doorbell rings. Dawson opens the door to find Eve.) Dawson: Hello. Eve: Didn't think you'd see me again? Did you? Dawson: Didn't know if I wanted to. Eve: Well, I'll get outta your hair. I just wanted to bring you this. (She gives him an envelope. He looks inside.) Eve: There's about four hundred dollars in there. It's a collection. Dawson: A collection? Eve: I told the girls at the club the story. They thought it was so cute they took up a collection of last night's tips. Dawson: "Cute." I'm now officially mortified. Pacey: Never underestimate the kindess of strippers, Dawson. Lady Eve, on behalf of my luckless buddy here, we gladly accept this contribution. Dawson: No, we gladly don't. Eve: Why? Dawson: Because. It's your money and it's my problem. Eve: You were right, I pushed you too far, too fast... Dawson: It was still my fault. Eve: I feel responsible for what happened. And I don't feel responsible that often. Dawson: It doesn't matter. Eve: Just take the money... Dawson: I can't. (Pacey puts on the pair of sunglasses Dawson found. He looks in the mirror. He gets an idea.) Pacey: Hang on a second...maybe these ladies don't have to give of their wallets. But if they could give their time and considerable talents... Eve: I like where you're going with this. Dawson: I don't. Pacey: We'll throw a party. Here. Tonight. Eve: It's genius! You'll make the cash you need in two hours tops! Dawson: It's insane! I will not turn my house into a strip club! No way! Pacey: Teenage boys will come, Dawson. They'll come for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up in your driveway, not knowing for sure why they're doing it, and arrive at your door, innocent as children. "Of course, we won't mind if you look around," you'll say. "It's only twenty dollars per person." And they'll pass over money without even looking at it. For it is money they have and breasts they lack. No, Dawson. Teenage boys will come. They will most definitely come. (Cut to the Leery house at night. Pacey is standing outside with a LONG line of teenage males.) Pacey: Step right up gentlemen, with money in hand. For you are about to enter the Leery house of inequity. Oh and gentlemen, Chino here (motioning towards the muscular man) has strict orders to break any part of your body that touches the ladies, (to guy in front of line) understand? Alright, get up there! (Cut to Dawson walking through his house full of strippers dancing on tables. Eve walks up to him counting money.) Eve: At the rate we're going we'll have something left over for Jerry's Kids. Dawson: There's something so not right about this. Some Guy: This is so freakin' awesome! Dawson (to Eve): Are you alright? (She nods.) Dawson: I'm going to go lay down. (Cut to Dawson in his bedroom. He lays back on his bed.) Joey: Hey. (Dawson turns to find Joey sitting at his desk.) Dawson: Hey. Joey: Rager downstairs, huh? Dawson: Yeah. Less than a week into Junior year and already my life's in complete and utter upheaval. Joey: Then I'm probably the last person you want to see. Dawson: You're a lot of things, Joey. You're never the last person I want to see. (Joey gets up and moves to sit by him on the bed.) Joey: Dawson, um, I'm sorry. Not just about today. About everything. About my dad, I was wrong. However, in that total moment of adolescent anger and upset, I lashed out at the one person who cares about me the most. Who I care about the most. Dawson: You should have called me, Jo. Or written. You should have contacted me. Joey: I should have done a lot of things. But I was so....ashamed. I figured I'd ignore life for awhile. But you can't do that forever, can you? Dawson: No, you can't. Joey: Who is she? Dawson: Eve? I just met her. Joey: Are you two... Dawson: Hardly. Joey: Did you miss me? Dawson: You know I did. Joey: Good. (She moves up standing above him.) Joey: Because I missed you, too. Dawson: It's not the same anymore, Jo. Joey: It doesn't have to be the same, Dawson. It's a new year. It can be different. It can be better. (Joey pulls her shirt off and stares at Dawson as we cut to commercials. Cut back to Dawson and Joey right where we left. She moves in closer then...) Dawson: No. Joey: What is it? What's wrong? Dawson: Everything. This is not you. Joey: I can be sexual, Dawson. Dawson: I know you can, Joey. But we can't do this. Not now. Not like this. Put your shirt back on. (She's embarressed.) Dawson: I'm sorry if you're hurt. Joey: Hurt? Why would I be hurt, Dawson? I hope you're not delusional enough to think it was some embarrassing attempt at getting you back. Besides, if sex is all you're about these days-- Dawson: Sex is not all I'm about, Joey. And you, more than anyone, should know that. Joey: I am not responsible for your sexual inexperience. Dawson: I'm not blaming you... Joey: I never stopped you from being with someone else. Dawson: That was particularly clear when you dumped me twice. Joey: You had time, Dawson. There was plenty of time for you to have all the fun you wanted. It's not my fault if you're still a virgin. Dawson: I love you, Jo. What happened between us or didn't happen was because both of us wanted it that way. Joey: (whispering) What's wrong? What's so wrong with me? Dawson: It's not you. It's us. I can't go through all that again. You say it will be different, but it won't be. Joey: You don't know that. Dawson: Yes, I do. And so do you. Joey, another year like last year and I can promise you, there will be no more love left between us. Joey: So is there anything else? Dawson: Yes. Joey: So you love me...you just don't want me? (Dawson doesn't answer. Joey starts crying and exits the room through the window. Cut to Pacey downstairs at the rager as Dawson comes down. Pacey interrupts everyone.) Pacey: Kids, could I have everybody's attention please? Ladies and gentlemen, and esteemed exotic dancers, I'd like to present to you, the man that made this all possible, Dawson Leery. (The crowd applaudes.) Pacey: I think the preliminary results of our little pledge drive are in so Gino, if I could have the envelope, please. The unofficial tally of tonight's festivities comes to $3,162! Now, you can call me crazy, you can call me insane, but I think it's time to open this place up to the public. What do you say? (The crowd cheers. Cut to Eve dragging Dawson through the crowd.) Dawson: Where are we going? Eve: I have a surprise. Dawson: I think I should probably stay and make sure nobody burns my house down, right? Eve: And why would you do that? Dawson: Probably to avoid figuring out whether or not I'm going to sleep with you. Eve: Follow me, Dawson. And all secrets will be revealed. Dawson: Go ahead, I'll be right there. (Dawson pulls Pacey off a table with a stripper and takes him outside on the porch.) Dawson: She wants me back. Pacey: Joey? Dawson: Yeah. And as we speak the ever-tempting Eve stands in the wings waiting. Pacey: Always comes down to this, my friend, doesn't it? The Madonna or the Jezebel... Dawson: You should have seen her, Pace. She was standing before me as innocent and as beautiful as she's ever been and I wanted her as much as I ever have. But, I don't know, as large of a part of me that wanted me, there's as big of a part that knows that now is not the right time for us. Pacey: Yeah. Dawson: But I need to know she's okay. Could you talk to her? Maybe watch out for her for a couple of days? Pacey: Oh, no, no, no. Dawson: She needs someone. She'd never admit it, but she does. Pacey: Dawson! Man.... Dawson: You'd be doing it for me, Pace. Please. (Pacey nods. Dawson smiles and leaves the porch. Cut to Dawson meeting Eve on the dock, she's in a boat.) Eve: Want to go for a ride? Dawson: Is it yours? Eve: It's my boss'. I talked him into letting me borrow it. Dawson: I was kind of hoping that we'd graduated from the open ocean to dry land. Eve: If at first you don't succeed... Offscreen: DAWSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Dawson turns to see his Dad back.) Eve: Who's that? Dawson: That's my father. Next stop at the home from hell. Eve: Listen, Dawson, you're one step away from the rest of your life. Get in. Dawson: I crashed his boat and I wrecked his house. I can't just leave. Eve: There's nothing you can do tonight. Be honest. What's going to change between now and tomorrow morning? Dawson: Nothing...except maybe me. Eve: Last chance, Dawson. Dawson: I can't. Eve: You know, I don't know who's the bigger mystery. Me....or you. (She smiles and drives the boat away from the dock as Dawson stares after her. Cut to Joey sitting on her dock, crying. She looks up to see Pacey rowing to her house.) Pacey: Ahoy! Anyone ashore? Joey: What are you doing here? Pacey: Well, a funny thing happened. I got in Dawson's rowboat and it magically drifted to your dock. Joey: Magically drift any closer and I'll kll you. Pacey: I almost believe that. (Pacey ties up the boat and jumps up to sit beside her. She looks at him angrily.) Joey: He told you, didn't he? Didn't he? Pacey: What do you think? Joey: I think I hate you both. Pacey: You're gonna hate what I'm going to say even more. He did the best thing, Joey. You two need to be apart now. Joey: How would you know what I need? Pacey: You're probably right. I'm sure I don't have any idea what you're going through. How hard it is to let someone go. How painful it must be to know that as right as you two are for each other, it doesn't mean you're right for each other right now. I wouldn't know a thing about that. About how it makes you want to scream, or ht someone... or cry. Joey: Of all the people to see me like this, it had to be you. Pacey: It's a new year, Joey. You never know, we could even end up friends. Joey: Pacey, I'm upset enough as it is. (He smiles and pulls her closer.) Pacey: Hey Potter. C'mere. (She leans against him and starts crying. Cue ending credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x01 - Like a Virgin"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 302 Homecoming Original Airdate: October 6, 1999 In this episode: Eve tells Dawson that she is a senior at Capeside High and challenges him to get over Joey…her way. Unsure of Eve's next move, Dawson prepares for that special moment as he puts his filmmaking skills to use for the school's football team for homecoming. Meanwhile, Pacey and Joey go to bring Andie home, only to find her with another man in her room. Although it was innocent situation, Andie avoids being completely alone with Pacey, which he doesn't understand. Jack joins the football team and with the new quarterback, Henry Parker, becomes the star wide receiver. Jen, as the unlikely and reluctant head cheerleader, leads the homecoming pep rally for Capeside High. (Pacey and Dawson are outside of Capeside High School.) Pacey: I'm gonna explode, man. I mean, my insides are gurgling. Who gurgles at 16 unless they're going to explode, huh Dawson: You're not going to explode Pacey: Really? How do you know that, huh? I mean, some guy in Norway blew up in the middle of a supermarket last year Dawson: Nervous anticipation doesn't cause spontaneous combustion Pacey: Who said I was nervous Dawson: It's natural that you're nervous, man, you see Andie in what? Less than six hours Pacey: Five hours, twenty minutes if the traffic's right. (Holds his stomach) I guess I'm a little nervous but what do you expect Dawson: Is your dad still letting you pick her up Pacey: Absolutely. This train cuts at lunch Dawson: Need some company Pacey: Actually, Joey's going to come with me. She wanted to see Andie and per our conversation last week- Dawson: Absolutely. Nobody welcomes a Potter-Witter détente more than me. I'm glad she has somebody. It'll only help as Joey and I weave our separate ways through these pathless woods we call life Pacey: Speaking of wood, Dawson, whatever happened with a certain busgirl Dawson: Don't ask. She vanished. Disappeared. Jonathan Krakauer-ed into thin air Pacey: You let her get away? Dawson: I had a slightly irate father to answer to, Pacey. It's my life, you know Pacey: So what's happened since Dawson: With Eve? I haven't been able to find her Pacey: Did you check down at the strip joint Dawson: Embarrassingly, yes. Turns out she doesn't even work there anymore. She was a temp Pacey: Strip joints have temps (By now, Dawson and Pacey have entered the school and are walking down a hallway.) Dawson: The only information I have about her is her first name and who knows if that's for real Pacey: Well, that's too bad, Dawson because Eve was the ultimate transitional woman Dawson: How do you figure Pacey: Well, you are coming off of a emotionally traumatic, life-altering relationship and the last thing you need to do is get emotionally involved again, right? But since you are a young, virile, increasingly buff teenage male, you have certain wants and desires. Enter Eve. A gift from the gods of rebound high. A curvaceous vixen who is meant for you to be explored in only a sexual manner.. (An arm reaches out and pulls Dawson into a closet, yet remaining unnoticed by Pacey who continues to walk caught up in his speech.) Pacey: ...a femme fatale who's entire genetic coding screams objectify me. I'm telling you, Dawson, if you ever find her again, do not let her out of your sight (Pacey turns around to look at Dawson, finding he's nowhere to be found.) Pacey: Dawson (Cut to Dawson and Eve making out in a janitor's closet. They pull away.) Dawson: Eve Eve: Morning, Dawson. Welcome to school (Cue opening credits. Cut back to Dawson and Eve in the janitor's closet.) Dawson: What are you doing here Eve: At eleven I'm popping out of a cake for Mr. Sax in AP History. (pauses) Duh, I'm, like, a student Dawson: You are not Eve: What? You've never seen a senior girl up close before Dawson: I've seen plenty of senior girls but none of them look like you. Plus, you must be at least- Eve: Watch it Dawson: ...Older than I am Eve: I thought you'd be more excited about my sudden appearance Dawson: I am excited. It's just they're usually followed by an equally sudden disappearance. I mean, Who are you, Eve? First you're this stunning passenger on my bus, striking up conversation, then you're wearing a wig, serving cocktails at the strip club -- now you're a senior at my high school Eve: You've got it all wrong, Dawson. I'm none of those things. I'm just a girl...standing in a janitor's closet...asking you to kiss her (They start kissing then the bell rings.) Eve: Late for bio. See ya (She leaves and Dawson tries to follow after her, tripping over a mop.) Dawson: Wait! Can I get a last name this time (He stumbles out of the closet right into Principal Green and his father.) Mitch: Hey! It's 'Leery' but you can call me 'Dad.' The principal and I were just talking about you. We are in need of an honest student Dawson: Okay Principal: The pep rally is tomorrow and in our view's a critical event in setting the home for this football season Mitch: And in light of the Minutemen having such bad luck the past few years and in light of me being the coach- Principal: We thought we would revolutionize this. Set this pep rally apart from all the other ones Mitch: So what do you think Dawson: Sounds good Principal: I'll need your help. I'll see you in my office at three Dawson: Wait, but Mitch: Very wise of you to help out, son, in light of the fact that you owe me (They walk away leaving Dawson in the halls.) Dawson: This is so not my day (Cut to Grams, Jack, and Mr. McPhee on Grams' porch.) Mr.McPhee: I can't thank you enough Grams: After a year with Jennifer, having Jack was like boarding Saint Francis Jack: When does Andie get in Mr.McPhee: Tonight. Pacey wanted to surprise her and bring her home early Grams: She's made a full recovery, then Mr.McPhee: That's what the doctors say, but they like to remind you that with mental illness, you're never out of the woods Grams: Well, you've given her an excellent chance by moving your business this way so that she can stay in Capeside Jack: Yeah, about that, Dad. I was wondering if we could wait til the weekend to move all my stuff back into the house... Mr.McPhee: Actually, that's what I've come to talk to you about Grams: Why don't I leave you two alone (She leaves.) Mr.McPhee: I was...thinking...that perhaps....it would be better for you to stay here for awhile...as long as it's alright for Mrs. Ryan.. Jack: You don't want me home Mr.McPhee: You have a situation that works for you. I don't think it's wise to disturb that Jack: What you mean is that you have a situation that works for you.. Mr.McPhee: The changes that you are going to make in your life now, the changes you have every right to make, would be too difficult with me around Jack: Why can't you just admit that you're afraid? You can't deal with having a gay son and me doing that around would be just that Mr.McPhee: Must you assume that every decision I make is based upon my lack of character Jack: No, just the ones that concern me. Well, since this is still my home I suggest that you leave (Cut to Pacey at psychiactric facility Andie has been all summer. He's talking to the nurse at the front desk.) Nurse: Andie McPhee is scheduled to be released tomorrow not today Pacey: That's why it's a surprise Nurse: We try to avoid surprises. The only way she leaves today is with her own written consent Pacey: Which I will get if you let me walk in through the door and talk to her Nurse: And that will be tomorrow at 9am when visiting hours resume and not a minute earlier Pacey: You've gotta be kidding me Nurse: Does this look like a face that kids (Cut to Pacey walking towards Joey sitting on the truck.) Pacey: This is ridiculous Joey: What happened Pacey: Well, the clinic doesn't allow visitors after hours so subsequently I can't talk to Andie subsequently I can't get her permission to take her home (Joey nods. Then holds out her hand motioning for Pacey to grab it and help her down.) Pacey: What Joey: Follow me (Cut to Joey talking to the Nurse.) Joey: You don't understand. I have to see a doctor immediately Nurse: This is a private care facility. Unless it is a medical emergency, we do not take walk-ins Joey: This is a moral injustice -- I have psychiatric concerns Nurse: Well, obviously Joey: Fine, if that's the way it is, then you'll just have to do Nurse: Excuse me (Joey moves her stuff and sits up on her desk, leaning against a wall.) Joey: Well, somebody's got to listen to me. I've had a tough life, lady and I have a lot to talk about. It all started when I fell in love with this boy down the creek, that was after my mother died of cancer but before my father went to jail for the second time. (With her other hand, she motions Pacey to crawl by the receptionist) The boy's name was Dawson. He was your typical, overanalytical, adorable teenager who happened to be my best friend.. (Cut to Dawson sitting in Principal Green's office.) Dawson: That's propaganda Principal: In a word, yes. But it's the only choice we have of getting people into those seats. Listen, all I need right now is for someone to recut this footage and put it into some kind of promotional film for tomorrow. Now, your father says that you're the man for the job Dawson: Footage of what Principal: Our Minutemen. Fieldish champions of the turf. Ambassadors of the sport. Paragons of athletic prowlice Dawson: They haven't had a win in three years running Principal: Look, I know what the reality is, but the footage wouldn't emphasize what is, but what could be Dawson: The Leni Riefenstahl approach. You know, the nzi did this too Principal: (sighs) Dawson, throughout history, film has been a very effective medium. Capra used film to get recruits for World wr II, Annie Hall.. (Dawson loses interest as he notices Eve outside. The principal continues until Dawson interrupts.) Dawson: I'll do it, I'll do it -- can I go now (He grabs his books and stuff and runs out the door to catch up to Eve.) Eve: Slow down, Mr. Brown Dawson: I'm warning you -- this is the last time I'm going to chase you, I spent a year chasing after a woman and it's a very bad habit and I don't plan on getting into it again Eve: Oh, so you're one of those, are you Dawson: One of whom Eve: You know, one of those guys who spend the rest of their life comparing every relationship to their first one Dawson: That isn't--- not entirely true Eve: Oh, so you're completely over her Dawson: Over who Eve: Nice try -- the brunette it took you all of five minutes to bring up on the bus Dawson: Okay, I motion for a change of subject Eve: Motion denied. Are you or are you not over your ex-flame Dawson: Yes. I'm over her Eve: Nope. Don't buy it Dawson: Then why did you even ask Eve: To see if you'd be honest with me, you weren't. I like that Dawson: You like dishonesty? What else turns you on? Greed and corruption Eve: Sex. Sex turns me on, Dawson Dawson: It tends to do that to people Eve: And you would know...how Dawson: I'll choose to ignore that slight Eve: Maybe it wasn't a slight...maybe it was an invitation Dawson: What are you suggesting Eve: Only the obvious. A night of scorching hot, unbridled, mind-altering sex Dawson: Just like that? No first date, no months of getting to know each other Eve: Those are small town rituals for small town girls. Face it, Dawson. We're hot for each other. It would be a lot of fun. Who knows? Maybe it'll even help you get over that certain brunette Dawson: You're on Eve: Good. Now I'll take care of the time and place...you just take care of being prepared Dawson: How do I find you in the meantime Eve: You don't find me, Dawson. I find you (She walks off.) Dawson: This is so my day (Cut to Pacey walking upstairs in search of Andie's room. He finds it and opens the door to reveal Andie laying on a bed talking to a guy in khakis, I believe his name is Marc.) Andie: Pacey, oh my God, what are you doing here (Pacey runs and picks her up.) Pacey: I came to surprise ya Andie: Yeah, okay! Yeah. (She notices Marc still there.) Oh, um, Pacey this is Marc, Marc this is a big surprise... (They shake hands and greet each other.) Andie: I thought my dad said he was going to pick me up tomorrow Pacey: Yeah, I know but we thought, well, I thought- (Andie shrugs it off and nervously laughs.) Marc: Well, it's dinner time. I'll come back.. Andie: Bye Marc Marc: We'll talk soon, though Andie: Yeah, we will (Marc leaves and Joey's in the doorway.) Joey: Andie Andie: Oh! Joey! You came, too Joey: Yeah, but if we don't leave soon they're going to make me stay (Andie's confused.) Pacey: Yeah, guess we should get you packed up, huh Andie: Right.. (She moves to start getting her things and Pacey gives Joey a look to signal that he knows something is up. Cut to cheerleading practice.) Cheerleaders: 1, 2, 3, 4, we don't care if we don't score, 5, 6, 7, 8, a few points would be really great, that's alright, that's okay, you're going to work for us someday. Gooooo Capeside (Jack and Jen have been watching.) Jen: What do you think Jack: Jen, this is for a pep rally, don't you think they should be slightly more.. Jen: Peppy Jack: Well, optimistic Jen: I've tried. Believe me, I've tried. Do you think I want to be held responsible for klling off the last vestiges of Capeside's school spirit? I mean, ever since they elected me leader of their little junta, all they've wanted to do are these nasty, sardonic, self-aware cheers. What's worse is they've even started to dress like me. It's like they're genetically predisposed to having any unique identity Jack: That's a blonde gene Jen: Not funny (Suddenly, a football flies over by them.) Jen: Watch it (Jack catches it.) Mitch : eld) (Cut to Henry, a freshman, begging to get in.) Henry: C'mon, coach! Let me in. His arm blows out there Mitch: Power down, Henry Henry: They're klling us out there Mitch: We're running play-action patterns against ourselves! No one is klling us (Cut back to Jen and Jack.) Jen: I thought you weren't sure yet about whether or not you wanted to go home.. Jack: I know, but the point is, he should have asked me (Another football comes flying their way.) Jen: Look out (Jack catches it again and throws it back.) Jack: Besides, what kind of father doesn't want his son to live with him anyway Jen: Trust me, been there Jack: At least you have Grams Jen: So do you, and me (Cut back to Mitch and Henry arguing.) Henry: C'mon, Coach Mitch: For the last time, Henry, you're a second string freshman who's lucky he's not on JV Henry: We don't have a JV- Mitch: IN the instance, Full gets injured, that's when you start Henry: What about in the instance that he sucks Mitch: FOUR LAPS! NOW (Henry starts running laps. Cut back to Jack and Jen. Yet another football spirals towards them.) Jen: Ahh! Look out (Jack catches it once again and tosses it back. Mitch stares at him. Cut to Dawson in the line at a supermarket.) Dawson: Powerbars, advil, Polaroid film, (missed word), ah, what else am I forgetting? Oh, condoms Clerk: What was that Dawson: The condoms. A pack of....condoms Clerk: You gotta speak up, son Dawson: Condoms (Girls behind him giggle.) Clerk: We don't keep them behind the counter anymore. CONDOMS, AISLE 6 (Cut to Dawson staring at a wall of different kinds of condoms. A man walks up beside him.) Dawson: This is worse than breakfast cereals Man: Big night or are you just stocking up Dawson: Um, a little of both Man: Well, your prophylactic purchases have never been more difficult. It used to be that they just had two kinds. Regular, and for those of us who needed it, the magnum Dawson: (very uncomfortable) Huh Man: These days (places his arm around Dawson) you got your ribbed, your non-ribbed, your lubricated, your non-lubricated, your thin, your extra thin, sheepskin, extra sensitive, and now you've got your glow in the darks (Another man joins them.) Man #2: Glow in the darks don't work Man: No kidding Man #2: Nah, you got to hold them up to the light for 20 minutes. Who's got time for that (A woman joins them.) Woman: And if you really want to blow her mind, try the Brown Betty (Each of the men grab a pack of those as Dawson stares in disbelief at the situation.) Dawson: This is not happening (Cut to Pacey, Joey, and Andie carrying her boxes out to the car.) Pacey: Marc seems like a pretty nice guy. What's he in here for anyway Andie: That's private, Pacey Pacey: Come on, it's just us Andie: Let's not talk about Marc, please Pacey: Well, it just seems a little odd. I mean, you guys seem to be so close yet you never mentioned him in any of your letters or your emails.. Joey: Pacey, drop the male jealousy thing Pacey: It's a long walk home, Potter Andie: Is that what this is about? You're jealous Pacey: How can I not be Andie? I've spent months counting the moments until I'd get to see you again, and the thought of some other guy getting to see you every day, and hear your stories, and eat dinner with you just kills me (They kiss.) Joey: Finally, the reunion kiss we've all been waiting for so....let's go (Cut to Mitch with the football team.) Mitch: Listen up! We're going to play a touch game. Now touch does not mean half ass. I want you to run hard, keep your patterns sharp. Ready? BREAK Henry: Coach Mitch: Yes, Henry Henry: I'm second string Mitch: Yes, Henry Henry: So that means I get to play Mitch: Yes, Henry Henry: So seeing as this is my one sht at impressing you I'd like to tip the odds in my favor. Call in a ringer Mitch: Well, the team's are divided, Henry. There's nobody left Henry: Sure, there is (Cut to Henry in the huddle. Jack is in the huddle, too.) Henry: Tailbacks slant right, z-post on 1, Jack, you run ten yards out. Cut to the right, flat, look over your shoulder, the ball will be there. Ready? BREAK Jack: Okay (Cut to shts of Henry passing the football perfectly to Jack, etc. The football team is looking great. Mitch is impressed. Jack seems to be having a good time. Cut to Pacey and Andie and Joey getting into the car.) Pacey: We shall be arriving at Capeside around 10 so place your station requests now Joey: Alternative Pacey: Classic rock, it is (He looks over at Andie who's staring glumly out the window.) Pacey: You okay, Andie Andie: Yeah, I'm just happy to be with you and to be going home (She turns back towards the window as Pacey looks at her, knowing something is definitely up. Cut to Andie opening her locker at school the next day. Jack walks up.) Jack: How's the first day of classes going there, gorgeous Andie: Very well, I must say Jack: I missed you so much (Andie hugs him.) Andie: I missed you, too (Pacey comes up, pulling Jack away.) Pacey: Hey hey hey, get your hands off my girlfriend Jack: Get your hands off my sister Pacey: (to Andie) About tonight Andie: What about it Pacey: Well, since it's your first Friday back in town I was thinking you and I could go catch a movie and stroll right on down to our little spot. Andie: Oh, well, I was thinking we could all grab dinner tonight, you know, as a group Jack: Sorry, I promised Jen I'd go to that...pep rally thing with her tonight Andie: That could be fun Pacey: Well, in case you forgot, we're a very non-spirited group and pep rallies are all about spirit. What about you and me Andie: Well, there's plenty of time for us to be alone, I just want to be around normal people right now, it's been a long time.. Pacey: Well, what am I Jack: Well, she actually said 'normal people. Pacey: You know, McPhee, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to avoid being alone with me Andie: No, I mean, we can be alone after, or tomorrow! Okay? (she kisses him on the cheek) Bye (Cut to Jack talking to Mitch out on the football field.) Jack: I got a message you wanted to see me Mitch: You did a great job yesterday Jack: Thanks, Mr. Leery Mitch: I usually have my players call me Coach Jack: Oh, no. No way, no Mitch: I want you to join the team, Jack. You and Henry were amazing together Jack: I don't play football Mitch: Well, you fooled me Jack: Look, do I have to spell it out for you Mitch: Yes Jack: A gay kid on the football team. Now if that isn't a written invitation for ridicule, what is Mitch: C'mon, Jack. One thing has nothing to do with the other Jack: In a perfect world, maybe. But that's not Capeside Mitch: Look, I got this team on a (missed word), Jack. Nobody wanted to coach a team that had been so bad for so long. I thought, what the hell? It couldn't be any tougher than the last year of my life and who knows? I might even like it. But the chance of actually winning? That's something I could really use right now, and Jack? I think you could, too (Cut to Dawson loading stuff into his father's car. Jen walks over.) Jen: Not bad for a sherpa(????) invitation, but whatcha doing Dawson: Setting up for tonight, or trying to (He drops a bag and Jen picks it up and starts looking in it.) Jen: Dawson? Praytell condoms? (Dawson grabs them away.) Sorry it's just in the list of things I'd expect to find in your bag, condoms fall somewhere in between nuclear plans and crack cocaine. Curiosity begs, who is the lucky girl Dawson: Privacy begs I ignore you Jen: Ever since Philly, somebody's been whistling a very different tune Dawson: It's the Dawson Leery for the new millenium. The guy who's not afraid to use the words "good" and "time" in close proximity Jen: Well, Dawson 2000, are you ready for this good time? And I don't mean in a Trojan kind of way Dawson: What do you mean Jen: Sex isn't a one way street. There are going to be some expectations where you're concerned Dawson: Okay...any hot tips Jen: I thought that you'd never ask. It's all about one word, Dawson. Pace. Now, most virgins either go too slow or too fast. Which one do you think you are Dawson: How would I know Jen: Let's say that you have an ice cream sundae right in front of you and you have no spoon. Now, it's a hundred degrees out and you're starving. Now, do you lick the ice cream or do you bite right in Dawson: Bite right in Jen: Too fast. See, first you have to watch the sundae, admire the sundae, then, just before it's about to drip, you let your lips lick around the exterior, savoring every inch. You want that sundae to last a long time... ...but not too long, because then the sundae ends up all over the table instead of in your mouth. But Dawson, if you remember one thing, let it be this...If you don't get the whipped cream all over your face, you're not doing it right. You see what I'm saying (Cut to the pep rally. The band is playing, there's signs up reading 'Hope You Score This Year'. Cut to the cheerleaders doing their cheer at the rally. Jen is wearing her cheerleader's uniform with fishnet stockings and high boots.) Jen: I don't know but I've been told.. Cheerleaders: I don't know but I've been told.. Jen: Capeside Minutemen break the mold.. Cheerleaders: Capeside Minutemen break the mold.. Jen: We've got style, we've got class Cheerleaders: We've got style, we've got class Jen: So what if those other guys kick our ass Cheerleaders: So what if those other guys kick our ass Jen: Go Capeside. Go Capeside Principal: Thank you...Minutegirls for your....candid enthusiasm. Now, it is my pleasure to introduce to you, the most integral part of the Minutemen team. He's the new coach, a substitute here at Capeside, Mitch Leery Mitch: Thank you, Principal Green and thank you everyone for showing up tonight. We have a great team this season so I'll waste no time introducing them (He starts introducing them and Pacey, Andie, and Joey show up and take a seat.) Pacey: Personally, I think I've seen enough. What do you say we get out of here Joey: I agree Andie: Nope, we're here. We're staying put (They notice Jack in a football jersey.) Joey: Do you see what I see Mitch: Wide receiver, Jack McPhee (The crowd cheers.) Pacey: When did this happen Joey: News to me Andie: Jen's a cheerleader? Jack's on the football team? I got sane and everyone else went crazy (Cut back up to the stage on Mitch.) Mitch: And now for a first in Capeside history, starting quarterback, freshman Henry Parker (Henry runs up on stage as the crowd cheers and he trips and drops the football and knocks into Jen. He backs up looking at her. It's obvious he likes her.) Henry: I'm sorry Jen: It's okay. It's cool...it's cool...it's cool (Henry bends down to grab the football and grabs her pom-pons by mistake.) Jen: You got my pom-pons, though (He gives them back and gets with the rest of the team.) Mitch: Capeside, meet this year's Minutemen (The band starts playing, explsi*n go off, confetti is everywhere. Cut to where Pacey, Andie, and Joey are sitting. Pacey puts his arm around Andie.) Andie: Frisky much Pacey: What can I say? Listening to (missed word) just really gets the best of me. What do you say we scram for a little bit Andie: In a little while Pacey: Come on, McPhee Andie: I said in a little bit (Pacey stands up, pulling her.) Andie: What are you doing Pacey: I want to talk to you and I'd really rather not do it in front of the whole school (Andie follows Pacey to the hall as Joey stares after, knowing something is going to happen.) Mitch: And now a little something different to end tonight's program, a closer look at the Capeside Minutemen (The screen comes down as Dawson's video starts playing. Cut to Dawson behind the screen, listening and watching when Eve comes up behind him.) Eve: "'The time has come,' the walrus said. Dawson: You don't mean now Eve: I pick the time and place, remember Dawson: Here? Right now? My video's playing Eve: Which is like the lamest of the lamest excuses Dawson: Good point Eve: Dawson, let's go Dawson: They say that girls like you don't exist Eve: They lie (She pulls him offscreen and we see his arm reach out and grab the bag of condoms. Cut to Andie and Pacey out in the hallway.) Pacey: Okay, Andie, what the hell is going on? And don't tell me that it's nothing because you've been acting strange from the second I picked you up from that clinic, and now I have to beg you to spend some free time with me. So what is happening Andie: We shouldn't talk about this here, Pacey Pacey: So, I'm right Andie: Look, this is not the time, okay Pacey: Is it me? Are you trying to end things with me? Is that what this is about Andie: No! That's the last thing I want Pacey: Fine. Then, what is so awful that you've waited so long to tell me about, Andie Andie: A lot happened to me this summer, Pacey, a lot Pacey: What are you trying to say Andie: Okay, if we are going to talk about this now then you have to promise me that you will not say one word until I'm done Pacey: Okay, go on Andie: No, promise me, Pacey Pacey: Okay, I promise. Just tell me what's wrong with you Andie: (starts crying) When I went to Mayfield to get better, I was someone else. I wasn't the same person that came to Capeside. I wasn't the girl you fell in love with. My first week, I met Marc. He had been through everything I had went through and more. In and out of facilities, three times, on and off medication since he was nine. I didn't write to you about him, because I didn't want you to get jealous -- we were just friends. We'd spend our free time together, just talking endlessly, mostly about our fears. I was so afraid, Pacey, afraid of everything. I was scared that they were never gonna let me out of there, or that whatever was broken inside of me wouldn't be fixable. Marc -- he understood these things like nobody else could because they were his fears too. He even had a girlfriend that he was anxious to get back to Pacey: You slept with him Andie: We knew immediately afterwards that it was wrong, for both of us Pacey: You slept with him, Andie Andie: We both agreed to just be friends and not tell our significant others but, Pacey, when I saw you-- It was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life. And all I keep thinking right now is what if you can't forgive me. Pacey, you have to forgive me. You have to forgive me (Pacey makes a disgusted noise and turns and walks out of the building leaving Andie alone, crying. Cut to Dawson and Eve making out behind the screen.) Dawson: There's hundreds of people on the other side of this screen Eve: I know, isn't it great Dawson: Isn't there a janitor's closet somewhere that we can sneak into Eve: Possibly (They lean against a button panel and the screen raises slightly and the crowd is shown the feet of Eve and Dawson but the screen lowers back down to normal.) Dawson: What was that Eve: What Dawson: That click Eve: Nothing (They continue and they set it off again this time raising the screen completely revealing Eve in only pants and a bra and Dawson with his shirt unbuttoned.) Dawson: That was definitely not nothing Eve: Dawson, relax (She relizes the screen is going up.) Eve: Whatever you do, don't turn around Dawson: Why (They turn and look at the crowd, which breaks out into wild applause. The band breaks into the theme from ROCKY and Dawson and Eve stand up and bow before Dawson notices Joey's pained expression. Cut to Eve and Dawson after the pep rally.) Eve: You're ready? Dawson: I think I want to catch a ride home with my father. Eve: You don't wanna... hang out? Dawson: Part of me really, really wants to. Eve: Just part of you Dawson: Eve, I don't know anything about you! I don't know where you come from, I don't know why you're here, I don't even know your last name. All you are to me is sex, and if I slept with you that would be the reason. Eve: We don't have a reason for sleeping with someone, Dawson. Either it's their body or their personality, their money or their sense of humour. What's the difference? Dawson: I guess the difference is the first time I sleep with somebody I don't want it to be for just any reason. I want it to be for every reason. Eve: (long pause) Your eyes. Dawson: What about them Eve: That was my reason. When I first met you, I looked into your eyes and I saw such an old soul Dawson: Thank you, Eve. Eve: Whitman. Thank you, Eve Whitman. Dawson: I don't suppose there's any chance you'd give me your phone number. Eve: That one you'll have to earn. (Cut to Pacey driving Joey to her house.) Joey: Well, I don't think we'll be attending any more pep rallies any time soon. Pacey: Probably not. Joey: Thanks for the ride. Pacey: No problem. Joey: Pacey, you probably don't want to hear this right now, and I'm sure you don't want to hear it from me, but you have to talk to her. Pacey: No, not right now. I couldn't even look at her right now. Joey: You have to, Pacey. You have to hear her out. Pacey: Why? What's the difference, Joey, huh? No matter what she says the ending's still the same. She slept with somebody else. Joey: You think that just because the two of you were together what she did hurts more? It doesn't. There's no difference, Pacey, I mean... Look, she's sixteen years old and so are you. We talk like we know what's going on, but we don't. We don't have any idea. Look, we're really young and we're gonna screw up a lot! You know, we're going to keep changing our minds and ... and sometimes even our hearts. And through all of that, the only real thing we can offer each other is forgiveness. And I couldn't do that. Or at least I did it too late. Don't let yourself get so angry that you stop loving because one day you wake up from that anger and the person you love will be gone. (Cut to Jen and Jack in the halls after the pep rally.) Jen: I tell you, these fishnets itch. Jack: I don't believe you wear them. (Jack spots Mr. McPhee) Dad! Mr McPhee: Hi Jack. Jen. Jen: Jack, I'll see you home. Jack: Yeah. Mr McPhee: Jen's grandmother called me, said I should make my way down here tonight. I wasn't sure why 'til saw you up there. Congratulations! Jack: Thanks Mr McPhee: Seeing you on that stage made me realise I was wrong. Jack: How do you mean? Mr McPhee: Jack, I honestly thought I was doing what was best for you. I thought living under my care would be too hard. That there were too many differences between us. And when I saw you in that jersey, at the first time in a while, I saw myself in you. Jack: Dad, it shouldn't take a football jersey to make you see that. Mr McPhee: You're right. I would like very much for you to... Jack: Sorry, but no. Mr McPhee: No, I figured that would be a response. But I needed to ask. Jack: Thanks. Mr McPhee: 'Night. Jack: Night, Dad. Dad? Mr McPhee: Yeah? Jack: Ask me again some time? (Cut to Pacey walking towards Andie at their spot.) Andie: I was hoping you'd find me here. Pacey: To be honest, I told myself a thousand times not to come. Andie: So why did you? Pacey: 'Cause I owe you that much Andie: I've already told you how sorry I am. What else can I say? Pacey: There's nothing else to say. Andie: So you don't think that you can forgive me? Pacey: Whether or not I can forgive you, Andie, is not going to be what keeps us apart. What you did... Our relationship was like this beautiful thing, and I don't think you ever realized how powerful it was. You changed my life, Andie, you were that person for me. You inspired me to be a man that I'd only ever dreamt about being. When you first started to get sick, it dawned on me that I might not be that person for you. I can never go back to loving you the way I did knowing that my love wasn't strong enough the first time around. I could always forgive you, Andie, but I will never forget. Andie: But I still love you, Pacey. Pacey: Goodbye, Andie. (Cut to Mitch and Dawson arriving home. Mitch signals Dawson towards Joey on the docks. He goes up to her.) Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: What are you doing here? Joey: I'm not sure. Your house is like magnetic north. Certain nights, it just.. it draws me in. While you were gone this summer, there were days I would just get in my boat and come riding past your dock. For old times sake, I guess. Dawson: We can't go back, Joey. Joey: I know. It's like that phrase, isn't it? Can't go home again. I realized that for a while. Earlier tonight... Dawson: I'm sorry you had to see that. Joey: Don't be. I think I was meant to. In some weird way it helped me. I mean, seeing you on that stage something inside of me clicked, and for the first time I felt how wrong it would be. I mean we... we really do need to... to move on and to meet new people and to have new relationships. Dawson: It's weird as it happens, isn't it? You still love the person, you just stop needing them like you used to Joey: Yeah. It's weird and it's kinda sad. So we're friends, and then we are a couple, then friends again, then a couple. So, what are we now? Dawson: We're Dawson and Joey. (He takes off his necklace and puts it on her neck.) Joey: You think every Joey has a Dawson and every Dawson has a Joey? Dawson: I hope so -- for their sake. (The camera zooms out. Cue ending credits.) (THE END.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x02 - Homecoming"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 303 - None of the Above [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Eve and Dawson are there watching videos, and making out on his bed.] Dawson: This isn't... , Working out exactly the way I planned. Um... The whole point of us spending normal time together was to actually talk and get to know each other. Eve: And then can we have sex? Dawson: I'm not ruling it out, I'm just-- you know... First things first. Movie night we're supposed to watch movies. Eve: I prefer TV. Dawson: You've got to be kidding. Eve: Actually, no. Dawson: But...Movies are an art form. T, this is just the pab um they stick between beer commercials. Eve: Don't be such a snob, Dawson. I mean, a TV show is just like a movie... Except shorter... With built-in bathroom breaks, and you get a new sequel every week. Dawson: Sequels I hate on principle. Eve: Then suit yourself. I'm hooked. Dawson: Oh... All right, you know what? Take Felicity, for example. Aw, come on, if you've seen one hour of whiny, over analytical teen angst, you've seen them all. Don't get me wrong. She's pretty, but what kind of a heroine is she? Well, she's-- she's indecisive. She's basically...Paralyzed by some romantic notion of the way things are supposed to be. If you ask me, she kind of chatty. Eve: She's you. Dawson: Excuse me? Eve: She's you, Dawson. Except she's in college and a girl and... Dawson: A fictional character on a television show. Eve: Exactly. Think about it. You're straight out of central casting. Perfect hair, perfect skin-- our hero. Dawson: Well, obviously you weren't watching last season. It was far from perfect. You know, which is, in general, my complaint about television. It's not reality, it's perfection. I mean, nobody ever blows it or gets tested in any real way or ever makes the wrong choice or bad choice or... [She kisses him then grabs the remote.] [Television turns off] Eve: Don't you know that's where I come in? You know, second season, shake things up. Screw the status quo. Dawson: Ah, a temptress... Who will test our hero's very moral fiber. Eve: Will he survive unscathed? Stay tuned. Dawson: You know what else I hate about television? They always cut to commercial at the best part. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Joey's Bed room. She is asleep in bed, and her alarm clock is going off.] [Ringing] [ringing stops] [Joey Gets up throws on her shoes, and runs to class. We come to the door, and there is a sign on it saying PSAT testing in Process. She sees Dawson in the room taking the test. And begins banging on the glass.] Joey: Dawson. Dawson! Dawson! [She starts banging on the glass more.] Joey: Dawson! Dawson! [Alarm ringing] Radio: Good morning. It's 6:45, and it's 65 degrees... [Joey wakes from her dream up and turns off the alarm.] [Scene: Andie's House. She is doing exercises in front of the TV.] TV: Another glorious day on the cape. Coming up next, as millions of teens around the country cram for this weekend's exam, we'll talk with John Katzman, author of the best-selling Cracking the PSAT. [Andie grabs a book next to her.] Andie: One step ahead of you, baby. TV: For your college bound teenager in this most competitive year ever. Andie: Competitive, ha! Try this on for size. Dogmatic. Synonyms: Single-minded, stubborn, obdurate, adamant. Antonyms would be... [Scene: The sidewalk outside School. Jack and Jen walking to school, and quizzing one another.] Jen: Wishy-washy, ambivalent, um...Equivical. What, you thought that dawson was the only one with such a prolific vocabulary? Jack: No, I just didn't think we really had to study. With our new found extracurricular activities. Jen: Easy, tiger. You haven't won that football scholarship yet. Ok, your turn. Pick a card, any card. [he picks a card] Ok, nonchalant. Jack: Ok. The synonyms would be... Carefree, languid... [Scene: Inside the School, library. A study session is going on.] Student: Oblivious. Principal Green: Ok, good. Now antonyms. Mr. Leery. Dawson: Alert, attentive, concerned. That is, provided you believe that the PSAT is a true measure of intelligence and not a culturally- biased wapon against the poor and disenfranchised. Principal Green: That's a good point, Dawson. Standardized testing isn't perfect. In fact some might say that it's designed to trip you up... Mess with your mind, generally convince you that you're not as smart as you think you are. But if you want to go to college, it's the only game in town. [Bell rings] Principal Green: All right, hang on, hang on. Now, look, don't forget. Tomorrow: Sample math section. Ok, I need you to bring a number 2 pencil and your brains, both of them sharpened. Thank you very much. [The students start to leave.] Principal Green: Uh, Joey, would you hang on for a moment, please? [Scene: School Hallway. Andie is walking down the halls looking at her notes.] Andie: Belligerence... Uh...Cryp [She turns the corner and runs into Pacey.] Pacey: Oh! Andie: God is not orless. Pacey: Ow! Damn. Andie: [Sighs] don't worry, Pacey. This isn't going to be one of those horribly awkward hope-boy-didn't-mean- all-those-hurtful-things- he-said-during-the-breakup moment. Pacey: Well, that's a relief, 'cause I sure don't want to play the guy-feels-guilty- about-breakup-even-though- it-was-girl-who-had-an-affair- with-the-mental-patient scene. Andie: Fair enough. Pacey: Not that it's any my business anymore, Andie, but have you ever heard of over preparing for a test? Andie: What, as opposed to not preparing at all? Pacey: As opposed to making yourself crazy over something with the word "practice" in front of it. Andie: If you want to throw away everything we've-- I mean, you've worked for... That's fine by me. Pacey: Here. Me, on the other hand, I am not gonna let our little bump in the road throw me off my chosen course. See you around. [Scene: School Library. Principal Green is talking to Joey alone.] Principal Green: You keep your wits about you, Joey, and you got a legitimate sht at a national merit scholarship. Joey: Yeah, so everyone keeps telling me... And telling me and telling me. Principal Green: Too much pressure on you, huh? Joey: [Sighs] I couldn't sleep again last night. Principal Green: Hmm. Trust me, I know. I've been there. Joey: I just keep thinking that if I don't ace this exam, I'm going to end up making beds and cleaning toilets at the dad end motel for the rest of my life. Principal Green: Listen, here's what I want you to do. I want you to take the night off... Just to relax. I don't know. Hang out with a friend. Rent a Movie. You're going to do just fine. You're going to do better than fine... And the faculty and I have all the confidence in the world in you. [Scene: School Hallway. Dawson is at his locker and Joey comes up to him.] Joey: Dawson. Dawson: Joey, hi. Joey: Um, since we've agreed to peace with honor, would it be against the rules of engagement to ask for your help? Dawson: Of course not. Joey: Good. 'Cause I could use some. Dawson: What do you need? Joey: I don't know. A night of mindless entertainment. Um, Jurassic Park or maybe one of those meteorite-asteroid- atomic-bmb movies where Bruce Willis or George Clooney or someone with a receding hairline somehow manages to save the entire planet without breaking a sweat. I just need something to take my mind off the test. Dawson: Yeah, you've got a lot riding on it, I know. Joey: Uh, just my entire future. Dawson: You tell me when and where. Joey: How about tonight? Dawson: Tonight? Um... [Eve comes up from down the hall.] Eve: Hey, sports fans. Joey: How's 9:00? Dawson: Uh... Um, actually, tonight, she and I were thinking that, um... Hey, why--why don't you come with us? Joey: Yeah. I might, um... On another planet, in a different universe. No offense. Ha. Eve: What was that about? [Scene: Football field. Mitch is working the team through some exercises.] Mitch: I'd appreciate some contact, people! Come off the ground hard and pop, pop! Put some hurt on! Execute! You're up, McPhee. Henry: All right, Jack, you can do this. Now, just remember, when you're ht, button up, become fetal. Hug that ball. Jack: Hug that ball! Hug that ball. Hug that ball. teammate: Take it to him. [Whistle blows] [Jack runs and gets tackled.] Mitch: How to ht, baby! How to ht! Get up, McPhee. You're defacing the landscape. Again. Jack: Come on, coach. Can't you see what's goin' on here? They're singling me out. Mitch: Yeah, but not for the reasons you think. Jack: Give me a break. It's obvious. Mitch: Look, jack, gay or straight, you are still the new kid on the block, and you are not protecting the football the way that you should. Now do it again. Mcphee! 3-point stance! [Whistle blows] [He run's through several tackles before finally going down again.] Henry: Can you hear me, Jack? Jack, you know where you are? How many fingers? Jack: I think I'm gonna hurl. [Scene: The Marina, where Joey works. Rob is telling her a story.] Rob: I mean, this guy's not exactly what you would call a ladies' man. Heh. But I tell him, it is easy. There's only one rule, plain and simple: Give the ladies what they want. Joey: How about giving me what I want, rob? Rob: I thought you'd never ask. Joey: Friday night off so I can study for the Psats. They're Saturday. Rob: Yeah, sure. Why not? No sweat. I remember what it was like. Of course, I didn't take the PSATs. Joey: What, daddy built the university? Rob: No, no. Just endowed it. Actually, I hired a ringer. Seriously. Paid some brainiac a couple thousand dollars to take it for me. Won me a scholarship, too. Joey: Well, since I don't have that kind of cash... Thank you. I owe you one. Rob: Well, uh, here's a thought. You let me take you out for a post-PSAT celebration. Saturday night. You and me. Joey: Uh, thanks, but, um... Husband doesn't really like me seeing other people. Rob: Oh, sure. Thought you were gonna say you had to wash your hair. Joey: No, that's Wednesdays. Actually, Rob, the truth is... I'm a lesbian. Rob: Oh... Anyone I know? So, is it a date? Saturday night. What do ya say? Joey: Would it be all right if I just said no? Rob: Yeah. Sure thing, Potter. No problem. [Scene: Outside the window to Dawson's Room. Eve pops her head in the window.] Dawson: I was starting to worry about you. Eve: I was searching for the perfect apple. Go ahead take a bite. See if it tastes as good as it looks. Dawson: And if I do? Eve: You will forever know the difference between good and evil. Get out here, Dawson. It's a beautiful night. [He climbs out the window to sit on the roof next to her.] Dawson: [Sighs] Well, I haven't been out here since... Since Joey and I were Eve: Joey? You mean the ubiquitous brunette? The one who hasn't yet learned the power and sway she holds over the hearts of men? Dawson: She lives down the creek. She would sleep over all the time. Before we developed secondary sexual characteristics. Eve: I had a boy-next-door. Dawson: You did? Eve: Doesn't everybody? Dawson: What was his name? Eve: Monroe. We literally lived in adjoining houses on the base Dawson: You were a military brat? Eve: U.S. Army, born and bred. Matter of fact, we could see into each other's bedrooms. Dawson: Really? That must have been... Convenient. Eve: No kidding. Only problem is... He was my dad's commanding officer. I brought you something else. [She hands him an envelope.] Dawson: What is this? Eve: Call it a study aid. Dawson: That is not... Eve: Oh, It is. An advance copy of saturday's PSAT. Dawson: Why are you showing this to me? Eve: Well... I was planning on giving it to you. Dawson: There's no way I could do that. Eve: Oh, don't be so foolish, Dawson. I mean, if it goes against your moral code, fine, but... Surely there must be somebody you know who could use it. The apple was a metaphor. This is the real thing. [Scene: Inside the School Library. Dawson has gotten everyone together around a table in the back.] Pacey: An envelope? This is why you covertly hushed us into a corner? Joey: Pacey, read the fine print. It says E.T.S., As in educational testing service. Jen: Dawson, this is not what I think it is. Dawson: Think again. Andie: Oh, god. Jack: How'd you get this? Dawson: Does it matter? Andie: Of course it matters. When we're all incriminated and sent to federal prison, I'd like to know just who I'm taking the rap for. Dawson: Someone gave it to me. Joey: A certain someone with blond locks and a name that rhymes with Steve? Pacey: Oh, she's good. I like that girl. She's good. Joey: Once again, Dawson Leery proves the groin is mightier than the brain. Andie: Well, I mean, have you looked inside? It could be a joke. Anybody can just whip up a label. Pacey: Well, there's only one way to find out. Andie: Oh, go ahead, Pacey. Way to complete your return to the halls of academic loserdom. Pacey: Maybe you'd like to open it up, Andie. I mean, after all, cheating seems to be an activity that you're real comfortable with these days. Jack: Look, nobody's opening anything. Dawson, just bring it back to where you got it, and none of us ever saw it. Jen: Gee, not to sound like the only typical high-school student here, apparently, as the only typical high-school student, what's the arm in peeking? Pacey: Peeking? I can have us a detailed crib sheet in half an hour. Dawson: Guys, look, admittedly, my first reaction was to dump it. But...You heard Principal Green. I mean, these things are a game. And as wrong as cheating sounds, I thought I would bring it up to you guys for discussion. Joey: Ok, morals to Dawson. Come in, Dawson. This is wrong. Besides, it's the PSAT. No one's even required to take it, let alone do well. Dawson: Unless you want to qualify for a national merit scholarship. [slides the envelope over to Joey.] Jen: Or if you've been too busy gettin' the crap beaten out of you to study. [Slides the envelope over to Jack.] Jack: Or [Clears throat] If you really want to go to Harvard. [Slides the envelope over to Andie.] Andie: Or if a failed relationship has put you through the emotional ringer, and you just don't care these days. [Slides the envelope over to Pacey.] Pacey: Or if you've just been too darn busy gettin' busy. [Slides the envelope back to Andie.] Dawson: The point is, we could all use it for something. [Principal Green enters the room. Dawson turns the envelope over.] Principal Green: All right, people, let's take our seats. One sample math section coming your way. [fre alarm rings] Principal Green: On second thought, all right, you all know the drill. Leave everything exactly where it is and file out in an orderly fashion. Principal Green: Mr. Leery... Now, please. Dawson: Ok. [They go out for the drill and return after a period of time. Dawson is looking all around an empty table.] Joey: Dawson... Dawson: It's gone. Jack: What's gone? Dawson: It. Joey: Very funny. Dawson: I already checked. Jack: You just left it here? Dawson: I had no choice. Green was hovering. Jen: Ok, I took it. [ Eveyone looks at her.]Ah, ha ha! Joking. Good god. Dawson: That's not funny. Pacey, please tell me that you circled around and saved all our lives. Pacey: Excuse me? Dawson: It's missing. Pacey: What? Dawson: It. Pacey: Uh-uh. Dawson: Uh-uh, is it missing, or uh-uh, you don't have it? Pacey: Uh, both...Or neither. I really don't even know what you guys are talking about. Andie: Pacey, will you quit screwing around? Pacey: Oh, I'm not screwing around, Andie. I'm just as upset as you are. Dismayed... even broken hearted. Principal Green: The McLaughlin group, right here at Capeside. Oh, I love the early-morning debate. What's today's topic? Hey, wait a minute. Don't tell me. Don't tell me. Why is the PSAT not an oral exam? Well, unfortunately, boys and girls, you're on your own on this one. So, let's do me a favor and get back to it independently, ok? Let's go. Come on. [Scene: at the Marina. Joey is filling up a gas tnk on a boat, but not paying attention, when it overflows.] Rob: Joey, what the hell?! What do you think you're doin'? Joey: It was a mistake. Calm down. Rob: [to boat owner] Look, I'm-- I'm sorry about that. She's new here. Your gas is on the house. Joey: You didn't have to do that. I filled the tnk. So I spilled a little. It's not exactly the Exxon Valdez. Rob: That 38 bucks is comin' out of your paycheck, Potter. And consider your precious night off canceled. Joey: What? Rob: You heard me. You're workin' tomorrow night. Joey: Ha Oh, so, that's how it's going to be? Rob: That's how what's gonna be? Joey: Oh, this is not about me messing up on the job. This is about your bruised little ego. Not used to female rejection, are you, Rob? Rob: I have no idea what you're talkin' about, Potter. [Scene: Inside Gram's house. Jen is wrapping a bandage around Jack's ribs.] Jack: Ow! Damn, Jen. Jen: Jesus, just try not to make any sharp movements, all right? Jack: It tends to happen when there's a surging pain striking my chest cavity. Jen: I thought that you guys wore pads out there. Jack: Yeah, well, I must be wearing the placebo pads. Jen: Well, at least you can maintain your sense of humor through all this. Jack: Until it gets beaten out of me, too. Jen: Here. Jack: Sorry. Tomorrow I'm turnin' in my helmet. Jen: Jack, you can't. Jack: Yeah? Watch me. Jen: All right, my friend, you want to be a quitter? Go right ahead. Be a quitter. Jack: Ok, Ward, uh, I'm not Beaver Cleaver, and we're not in black and white here. And no half-ass layman's use of reverse psychology is gonna stop me from preventing my corpse from being carried off that field. Jen: All right, all right, mock the sentiment, but you can't deny the truth. When you quit something, you're telling yourself that you're not good enough. Jack: Ok. So what you're saying is that, uh, what I learn out there on the gridiron about sacrifice and pain will be of infinite value later on in life Jen: Mm-hmm. Jack: And that if I quit right now, I'll most surely quit in the more important contest of the future? Jen: Exactly. Jack: Yeah, well, I'm quitting. Jen: Ok, smart ass, how about this for a reason? You caught the ball. Now, call me corny, or superstitious, but fate tossed you that ball, Jack. Who knows why, but it did. Maybe you're meant to be a well-known gay athlete who inspires others to come to terms with who they are. Maybe you're meant to help this school actually win a few games and develop a sense of morale... Or maybe this is just the first step towards meeting someone else in a similar situation. You don't know the reason, but until you do, hang on to that ball. Jack: Oh, that was cheesier than your first response. Jen: Mmm. Jack: Ow! Come on. Jen: Never talk back to somebody who co ld cut off your air supply. [Scene: School Library after dark. Dawson is looking all around the table they were at.] Eve: Hey-- you're wasting your time, Dawson. Dawson: It's gotta be here somewhere. Eve: How do you figure? Dawson: Eve...Could you at least pretend to help me save my ass? Eve: Well...It is a cute ass, but... Dawson: But what? Eve: But we don't have a chance in hell of finding what you're looking for. Dawson: How do you know thaw, Eve? The test was on the table one minute. The next minute, it's gone. Obviously, it has to have gone some-- Eve: Quick, Dawson, someone's coming. kll the light. Dawson: [Whispering] Question, What would look better on my high-school transcripts... a--cheating, b--possession of stolen materials, c--breaking and entering, or d--all of the above? Eve: You're right, Dawson. Dawson: About what? Eve: Let's get out of here. Besides, if you really want that exam back, it shouldn't be too difficult. Dawson: What do you men? Eve: It didn't disappear, Dawson. Somebody took it. Dawson: How do you know that? Eve: Call it female intuition. Dawson: God, if you're right, it could've been anybody. There were dozens of kids in that room when the alarm went off. Eve: Process of elimination. Of those kids, how many knew what was in the en elope? Dawson: 5. 6, including me. Eve: Who would steal something they didn't know the value of? See my point? Face it, Dawson. In the privacy of their own room, one of your friends is right now slipping a finger between the pages and breaking the seal. [Scene: Principal Green's Office. All 6 of them are there in the office with him.] Principal Green: One month into my tenure here as principal at Capeside High, and I got a national cheating scandal on my hands! Look, it makes no difference whether one of you takes the fall for this, or you all go down together in some sort of grand gesture of teenage loyalty. But somebody better fess up and better fess up soon! Otherwise, you are all expelled! Dawson: Joey? [Alarms off] [alarm clock ringing] [ringing stops] Joey: So, what kind of black-market booty do you have for us today, Dawson? Just happened to find out what Microsoft will be trading at tomorrow? Dawson: Look, I called you guys here because I wanted to give you all-- to give us all-- a chance to rectify this situation. Jack: How? Dawson: Whoever stole the test give it back. Jen: Well, wasn't it already stolen, Dawson? Pacey: I love the way that this girl thinks. Dawson: Look, the point is, it's missing. Yesterday it wasn't. Joey: So what's the harm in just letting it be lost, Dawson? Jack: I agree. Whoever needed it was no more desperate than the rest of us, only quicker. Andie: Doesn't it bother anyone what this says about our group's level of integrity? Pacey: Well, I think I speak for our group when I respond with a hearty "no!" Jen: I'm starting to feel like some sort of psychologically abused lab rat. Joey: You're not the lab rat, Jen. Dawson is. Dawson: Watch it, Joey. Joey: Throwing parties, crashing boats, upstaging marching bands? Dawson, if your rope was any more yanked, you'd be a church bell. Dawson: Joey, Eve has nothing to do with this. Joey: Oh, no. It's typical Dawson Leery behavior to offer your friends contraband. Dawson: She didn't tell me to do anything with that test. Joey: You are so blinded by her cover-girl looks, that you wouldn't even notice if she did. I bet when she offered you that test, you didn't fre one ethical comment her way, did you? It's just your friends who have to sit here and-- and suffer through the dawson leery morality play. Bleached blonde ho-bags willing to put out need not audition. Dawson: Are you finished? Joey: I could go on. Dawson: Look, I'm sorry I brought you all into this, but one of us has taken this charade to another level. Here's the deal: I'm gonna leave my locker unlocked. Whoever has the test will put it inside by 5:30 today. Pacey: Oh, come on, Dawson. The petty thief among us already left the crime scene. They're not gonna return that thing now. What's the incentive? Dawson: To do the right thing. [After the group has broken up. Andie goes over to Pacey.] Andie: You got a second? It's important, Pacey. Pacey: Sure. You know, Andie, I'm really not in the mood for some sordid heart-to-heart today, so if we can just kind of cut this thing short... Andie: Ok. Consider this final negotiations. [She hands him a box.] Pacey: What's this? Andie: Look for yourself. Pacey: Well, it's some t-shirts, my panthers cap... And... Dumbo, which is the first thing that I ever gave to you. Andie: Everything you've ever given me is in this box. All pictures, CDs, jewelry--it's all there. Pacey: You don't think maybe this is a little harsh? Andie: Pacey, this isn't going to be one of those long-drawn-out breakups. You're not dealing with the basket case you met last year. I have my life in order, and I intend on doing everything I can to keep it that way. I have a plan. Pacey: Right. Harvard, Harvard. Uber alles. Andie: I wanted you to be a part of it, and if you can't, then you get nothing. Pacey: Not even memories? Andie: Especially not those. Pacey: Fine. Look, if those are the terms, where do I sign? Andie: You just did. [Scene: Football Field. Henry is working With Jack.] Henry: Hyah! All right, Jacky boy! Move 'em out! How to go! We ht! We ht! Jacky boy! Work! Work! Work! You know what you need? Jack: What? Henry: A mantra. A private word or sound. Everyone's got one. Jack: Really? What for? Henry: Something to focus on, to take your mind off the fact that you're about to be annihilated by a 250-pound lineman snorting fre at you from the other side of the ball. Jack: Oh, that's great. Henry: Seriously, Jack. Anything to stop from thinking. In this sport, thought equals death. Jack: Let me ask you something. Why are you doing this? Henry: What do you mean? Jack: Helping me. I don't know-- I don't .. Henry: That's easy. 2 reasons. First, I want to win football games, and without your magic hands, we don't stand a chance. And 2 is... Well... --you're gay, right? I mean, it's not supposed to be, like, a secret or anything? Jack: No. Henry: Whew! Jack: Why the sudden interest in my sexual orientation? Jack: Uh, well... There's this-- this girl that you know. More like an angel, really, or a goddess. Jack: Who? I dream about her, Jack, every night, heavy dreams, about her lips, her breasts, her legs... If she would just allow me near her to smell her sweet smell, maybe even kiss me or take me in her arms-- deliver me from suffering falsehood! It would prove that there wasn't anything bad or--or empty-hearted in this world that couldn't be corrected. Jack: Just slow down. Get a grip on yourself. Henry: See how I am? You gotta help me, Jack. I'm begging you. Jack: You're not--you're not talking about who I think you're-- Henry: A certain Head Cheerleader. Jack: Jen Lindley? Henry: What? Jack: Word to the wise. This is no reflection on you, Henry, at all. But, um, you're a freshman. Ok? You have about as much chance with Jen Lindley as I have making it through that chute tomorrow. [Scene: The marina. Joey is working, when Pacey comes up, ringing a bell, and he is not all together there.] [Bell rings] Joey: I'll be there in a minute. [Clangs louder] Joey: No loitering, Pacey. [Clang] Pacey: Listen. I am a legitimate customer, and I demand some service missy. Joey: Have you been drinking? Pacey: Only liquor, I promise. Joey: What's wrong? Pacey: Ah, it's nothing a little bonfire won't fix. You see, our friend Andie... decided that she needed to cleanse me from her life to maintain her sanity. The casualties were the contents of this box. Behold [He falls over] unh! Oh, hello, Mr. Dock. Joey: Pacey... Pacey: Hey, Joe... Joey: Yeah? Pacey: Do me a favor. I probably shouldn't go home like this. You think you could call my dad and tell him I'm hanging here? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: That's my girl. [Scene: School Hallway. Dawson and Eve are walking down the hallway to his locker.] Eve: You' e like a saint bernard, Dawson, loyal and faithful to the last. Dawson: In about 30 seconds, I'm gonna open that locker and prove you wrong. Eve: How can you be so certain? Dawson: 'Cause I believe in happy endings, Eve. You always have. Happy endings. Eve: There's a contradiction in terms if I ever heard one. Dawson: You're enjoying this. Eve: Not really. It's just that my taste in fairy tales usually runs more towards... The Brothers Grimm. Dawson: How can you be so relentlessly cynical? Eve: How can you be so profoundly naive? [He opens the locker and there is no envelope.] Eve: All is not lost, prince. Dawson: You know what, eve, just... Leave me the hell alone, ok? Eve: Are you sure? Bet I can help you get the test back. Dawson: How? Eve: By telling you who took it. Dawson: I'm listening. Eve: Tell me who you think it is. Dawson: I don't know. Eve: Yes, you do. Whoever you were just thinking of, that's the thief. Dawson: [Scoffs] It's that simple? Eve: It is. Simple and obvious. Dawson: I don't buy it. If there's one thing that I've learned from those stupid PSAT prep books, it's that the most obvious choice is usually the wrong one. Eve: We're not talking about standardized tests here, Dawson. Take a look at your yearbook. It a crystal ball. The ones most likely to succeed usually succeed. And the one most likely to wind up in a chain gng... Usually has some rock-breaking in his future. Welcome to the real world, Dawson, where the first person to sab you in the back is your best friend. [Scene: At the Marina, later in the evening. Pacey is sitting outside when Dawson comes up to him.] Pacey: Well, if it isn't inspector get-a-Clouseau. What brings you to these parts at this late hour? Dawson: You're drunk. Pacey: You're quick. Dawson: It's the night before the PSAT, Pacey. Why are you drinking? Pacey: I don't need to study. I mean, I got the test, right? Dawson: If you have it, give it back. Pacey: Oh, I wish I did, hombre. I mean, I really wish I did. But I don't. I don't. It's not here. It's not at home under my bed with my playboys. It is nowhere to be found. Dawson: Pacey, we've been friends for 16 years, and I'm not stupid. Pacey: Friends, huh? Friends, you know, that word "friends"... it's an interesting word. It implies that you would actually believe your friend when he's telling you something. Dawson: When they tell me the truth. Pacey: When he's tell-- ha ha! You want to know what I find so very amusing about this situation? I mean, what i think is so really, really rich about all this is that you yourself were capable of stealing this test. All right, you thought about it. You didn't throw that test away. You didn't give it back to Eve. You brought the test to us! Dawson: No. I wanted to consult the people I trusted to determine what the best thing was to do. I never thought that anyone would be so weak or so self motivated to actually swipe it. Pacey: Weak and self-motivated, huh? Now, which one of those 2 colorful adjectives would I be? Dawson: You are who you are, Pacey. Pacey: Yes, I am, Dawson. And so are you. You, Dawson Leery, are a self-righteous son of a bitch who cares more about his rose-colored defunct 1950s belief system than the people who fail to live up to it, huh? Dawson: Interesting choice of words, coming from a smug, cold-hearted son of a bitch who just dumped his girlfriend after she begged him-- pleaded for an ounce sympathy! Pacey: At least I didn't send her father to prison. Dawson: No. You just made her go crazy. [Pacey punches Dawson in the face. And Dawson immediately decks Pacey in one punch.] Pacey: Ahh... [Joey comes running out at the end of this.] Joey: Pace--Dawson, what are you doing? Pacey: It's my fault. I'm sorry. Joey: Dawson, this has got to stop. [Dawson leaves] Joey: [To Pacey]Are you ok? [Scene: Later at the marina. Pacey is nursing his mouth and Joey comes out carrying a can of pop.] Joey: Hey... Brought you a pepsi. Pacey: No, thanks. I'm not thirsty. Joey: It's for your lip, moron, in lieu of ice. Pacey: I can't believe he thought I took it. Joey: So what, Pacey? Pacey: I thought if I'd earned anyone's respect, it was Dawson's. I mean, if the guy who knows you better than anybody on earth thinks you're a loser, then maybe-- Joey: Then maybe you are one? Come on. I mean, I've thought you were a loser for years, but you've never believed me. Pacey: It's just... You know, when does a person start believing the general consensus about themselves? Joey: When it's right. Pacey: Do me a favor. Joey: What? Pacey: Would you tell your friend Dawson that I'm innocent? I mean, he'll believe you. Joey: My friend? Look, he's your friend, too. And you know as well as I do that he's somewhere right now sulking over the gravity of his wrongful accusation. Pacey: Oh, good. Let him stew in his own pride for a while. Joey: We're all guilty of that. Pacey: Hey, I'd never accuse him of cheating. Joey: Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure he would never take the first swing at you. Pacey: He started that whole thing. Joey: I'm not getting into this. Pacey: Ok. So, tell me... Joey: What? Pacey: What do you think happened to that test? Joey: I don't know. And to be honest, I... I don't want to know. You know, there are certain things in life you just... You're better off not knowing, certain things that you wish you never knew, never asked, and, um... Never saw. Pacey: Ok, so tell me honestly... Does it look that bad? Joey: On your face, any reconstructive surgery whatsoever is a definite improvement. [laughs] [Scene: Dawson's Back Yard. Dawson is there looking out over the creek, when Eve comes up.] Eve: Did you get it back? Pacey: Not exactly. Eve: What happened? Pacey: That's what I've been sitting here trying to figure out. Eve: And? Pacey: The only thing I can come up with is you, eve. You happened to me. You and that stupid test. Eve: Which one of us gave y u the black eye? Pacey: Look, Eve, I accept my blame in this, but don't even try to tell me that you didn't know what giving me that test would do. Eve: Look, if crafting me as the villain in your little mystery is what it takes for you to sleep at night... Go right ahead. The fact is, we're all criminals, Dawson, in one way or another. It's just the stupid ones who get caught. Dawson: Nice knowing you, eve. Eve: Ha! Is that how it works? Someone offers you a view of human nature that's even remotely truthful, and you just walk away from them? It terrifies you, doesn't it? That wholesome Dawson Deery could be so overwhelmingly attracted to someone so flawed... so real. You know, the purpose of our spending time together was to get to know each other. Dawson: You know what? Now that I know you... I don't really like you. [Scene: Football field. The Cheerleaders are practicing, and the team is getting ready to practice.] Cheerleaders: ...Chicken? How loose is your goose? So come on, all you minutemen, uh! And shake your caboose. Jack: Parker, come on. Remove yr tongue from the turf. I need some words of encouragement. Henry: Well... Sure thing. How's your ribs? Jack: Well, I can still breathe, but then again, practice isn't over yet. Mitch: All right, people! Put your helmets on! McPhee, you're first getting the chute. Henry: You got your mantra? Jack: Yeah. Henry: What is it? Jack: Fug. Henry: Fug? Jack: Well... F-U-G. It's the only word I got in my head right now. Fug. Fug. Fug! Henry: Then go with it. All right. Jack: Fug. Fug. Oh, fug. [Whistles] Jack: Fug! [He tackles the chute and this time makes it through.] Mitch: All right, man! Way to go! Way to go! Jack: Thanks, coach. Jen: Good job! Yeah, baby! Whoo! Way to go! Whoo! Unreal! Jack: Fug... fug... Fug! Henry: Fug! What the... Fug! [Runs towards Jack and then right past her.] Jen: What the hell was that? [Scene: inside the School Library. Principal Green is handing out the PSAT.] Principal Green: Today's PSAT test will be 2 1/2 hours long. As you know, there are 5 sections: 2 verbal, 2 mathematics, and one writing. There will be one 15-minute break. Are there any questions? All right. You people have 30 minutes to complete sections-- [Dawson stands up.] Principal Green: Can I help you, Mr. Leery? Pacey: What are you doing? Dawson: It's a long story. [He leaves the room.] Principal Green: Ok. If there's no one else... [Chair slides and Pacey stands up] Pacey: I left the oven on. [Scene: Outside the School. Dawson is out there and Pacey come right up to him.] Dawson: What took you so long? Pacey: Ah, it's those analogies, man. They're kller. Remind me why we just did that again? Dawson: Because if we're gonna b*at the crap out of each other, it should at least be over a chick. [Scene: Inside the Library.] Principal Green: You may begin. [Everyone breaks into the packets and starts taking the test. Andie. Start filling in circles on her answer sheet, before she has even broken the seal. Then she breaks the seal, after a few questions.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x03 - None Of The Above"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 304 - Home Movies [Scene: Dawson's room. Dawson is going through a pile of tapes, and Pacey comes in carrying a piece of equipment.] Pacey: The commodore 64, the lawn dart, the rock-n-sockem robots, super sugar crisp, the laserdisc, and now, back from the halls of obsolescence, the betamax machine. Dawson: Hey, man, you are a lifesaver. I got less than 48 hours to become an expert documentarian, and all mom's newsreels are on beta. Pacey: What? Dawson Leery eschewing the ephemeral world of make believe for the gritty realities of real life? Has the world spun off course? Was the Dalai Lama spotted at Black Angus? Dawson: More like my mother's been dangling a big fat carrot. Human interest story she was working on at the network fell out at the last minute. Pacey: And? Dawson: And she says that if I can edit some raw footage by Friday morning, there's a chance she could whip it into shape and be on the air that night. Pacey: Hey, it's the chance of a lifetime. That'll make a guy change his vision. Dawson: Well, it's a temporary change. As soon as I get my foot in that proverbial door, I'll be right back in the magical land of make-believe. Pacey: I don't know, Dawson. I mean, you got an amazing opportunity here to change your whole genre. Real-life stories are always more compelling than anything you could dream up. Dawson: Real life is interesting, but it will never be as dramatic as a well-conceived narrative. Pacey: Look at everything that's been happening in your life lately. Are you honestly telling me that you could conceive of something more thrilling, more sexy, and more far-fetched? Huh? All right, fine. Who's your guinea pig? Dawson: It's Jack McPhee. Pacey: Again? Dawson: Gay kid joins losing high school team, overcomes adversity, battles antiquated stereotypes, an ends up becoming the star. Pacey: Now, if you're gonna mess with that story, you'd just be gilding the lily, Dawson. Dawson: It's a great story, but you can't just turn the camera on and let it run. Pacey: Why not? That's exactly what's happening here. It seems pretty interesting to me. Dawson: My mom must've taped over her work. [He turns on one of the tapes. His parents are there and 2 younger kids.] Mrs. Potter: [On Tape] Honey, this is Dawson. Can you say hi? Young Joey: [On Tape]Hi. He's my friend. Pacey: Is that who I think it is? Mitch: [On Tape] This is Joey, Dawson, can you say hi? Young Dawson: [On Tape] Hi, Joey. Pacey: Once a heartbreaker, always a heartbreaker, huh, Dawson? [Opening Credits] [Scene: Gram's Kitchen. Grams is at the table when Jen enters wearing Her Cheerleader's outfit, with some ripped up fishnet stocking.] Jen: Mornin'. Grams: Why do you insist on degrading your team colors like that? Jen: Well, Grams, the fishnets only come in black, and the matching leather whip, it's on back order. Grams: Jennifer. Jen: Come on, Grams, the entire notion of cheerleading is just a sexist attempt to try and objectify the female body. I'm making a statement. Grams: You're making a mockery. Jen: The mockery has been made. I'm simply pointing it out. Although, I got to tell ya, I don't know how many more pep rallies and spirit cookies I can actually stomach. Grams: Your school has an important game coming up. Right now they need your leadership and verve. Back when I was on the pep squad, we relished the opportunity to show off our team spirit by wearing our uniforms to school. Jen: Grams, I hate to break it to you, but you were showing off a bit more than just team spirit. Grams: Jennifer. [Scene: School Hallway. Joey is walking down the hallway. A Stand Up starts to follow her, and when she turns back to it, it stops. She begins walking again, and it follows her some more, and she stops and turns again, and Pacey comes up behind a stand up.] Pacey: Like, oh, my god, go team. Joey: Ha ha. For a minute I thought you'd been possessed by these school spirit creatures from planet overzealous. Pacey: Not quite yet, but I am thinking about making a run for it before the pods hatch. What do you say, Scully? Joey: Cut class with you? Sounds delectable. I'll pass. Pacey: What if I told you that there was a mission to my madness? Joey: Are you serious? Pacey: But of course. Ze misseur in the stylish shirt request the presence of the madame for a very pressing appointment, ya? Joey: What is it? Pacey: Well, that would be the surprise part. Joey: Just tell me, Pacey. Pacey: Lets think about that...Nope. Joey: Well, fine. You won't tell me, then I'm not going anywhere. Pacey: Oh, little Jo, you're so cute. But friend to friend, honestly, you should check into some more of those feigning disinterest classes. Joey: Oh, thanks. But trust me, Pacey. I couldn't care less. Pacey: Well, ok. Whether or not you're actually interested, you have about 10 seconds to make up your mind after I round that corner. Starting now. One... 2... 3... [He goes around the corner. Joey, just watches him go, and then follows after him.] Pacey: 6 seconds?! 6? I mean, come on. Have you no pride? I thought you'd last at least to 8. Joey: I loathe you. [Scene: On the Football field. Jack and Dawson are there. Dawson is interviewing Jack on camers.] Dawson: People have been shocked at how well you've taken to the game. Did you love football as a child? Jack: Heh. I've only been playing football for a few weeks. I think the only subject I know less about is being gay, actually. I--I don't know. Some things are just instinct maybe. [Mitch comes up to them.] Mitch: Well, one thing jack has learned is the importance of starting practice on time. Go stretch out to run your 40s. Yes, sir. And taking a tenth off yesterday doesn't mean you can coast. Jack: Ok. Gotta go. Dawson: Uh, no problem. Ahem. We can take care of the coach Leery interview. What do you say, dad? Mitch: Uh, not now, Dawson. Dawson: But, dad, it's due tomorrow. Mitch: Dawson, you can get an extension. Me, I've got a game on Saturday, and I need these guys completely focused on football, ok? [He walks back to coach the team.] Mitch: Pick it up! [Scene: inside a huddle of football players. Henry is there showing everyone a mouth piece.] Henry: He wore it in the BC/Miami game. Spit it out right after throwing the Hail Mary, when the whistle blew, my brother, he ran onto the field and grabbed it. Football player: Well, the dude's got some big molars. Henry: They're crowns, actually. Check out the number 2 bicuspids. Remind you of anyone? [pulls his mouth open. Jen walks up to them.] Jen: Hey, what's everybody looking at? Jack: Oh, uh, well, apparently we're looking at Doug Flutie's old mouthpiece. Jen: A mouthpiece? That was actually in his mouth? Well, that's disgusting. Jack: Henry says it's his good luck charm. Jen: Henry needs his head examined. [She leaves them, and Henry goes up to talk to Jack.] Henry: What am I gonna do, Jack? I gotta do something. Jen Lindley, her voice is the sweetest music. Her very name is fre in my loins. Jack: Uh, just a thought, Henry, but next time you might want to just start by saying hello. [Scene: The Cheerleader group. Jen comes up to join them.] Cheerleader: Hey, we missed you this morning at the spirit table. Where were you? We were worried about you. Jen: Look, you guys, I stayed really late at that pep rally yesterday, um, I have limits. Cheerleader: Is this a low-iron day? Yeah, try not to let anyone else see you, 'cause it might hurt the auction. Jen: Auction? Cheerleader: The silent auction. Yeah, you should be really proud. It's like the most successful one we've ever had. Like, half the senior guys have already put in their bids Jen: What are you auctioning off? Cheerleader: Well, the winner gets to ride in on the minuteman mule at the end of the game. Jen: Uh-huh.. Cheerleader: And receive a kiss from the head cheerleader. Jen: Oh, no, they don't. Cheerleader: Now, Jenny Jen. Jen: Ok? It's Jen. You know, this whole thing just started as a bad joke, an excuse to get out some excess energy, but do you see what it's turned into? I have pranced around in front of this entire school at pep rallies without even knowing what the hell pep is. I have listened to clack and prattle about car washes, dance-a-thons, and dog-sitting until I think I'm gonna puke up my homemade spirit cookies. Cheerleader: Jenny Jen: And despite this itch I am getting on my ass from this polyester molest-me skirt, I've done it all with a smile on my face. But you know what ladies, the smile is gone. I'm sorry, but there is no way I'm going to be sold off like some harem girl to the highest bidder. Everyone has a limit, and I've reached mine. I quit. [Scene: School Hallway. Andie turns the corner and runs into a man carrying a bunch of papers, which he drops, and she tries to help him pick them up.] Andie: Ohh! Oh, uh, uh... E.T.S.? Man: Stop. Drop that folder. Back away from the material. Andie: Yes, sir. Man: Keep your hands in plain sight. Andie: Are you with the educational testing service? Man: That's confidential. Andie: I just hope nobody at Capeside high has done anything wrong, broken any rules, compromised the integrity of the exam. Man: Passing along that information would constitute a breach of security. Andie: Of course. Man: Do you know where Principal Green is? Andie: No, sir. But before you go, let me express my regret and recalcitrance at this incident. Man: Recalcitrance? Andie: Um, I mean, repentance. Repentance, as in contrition, compunction, you know, contriteness. Man: Good day, ma'am. Watch yourself. Andie: [Sigh] [Scene: On a deserted road. Pacey and Joey are walking down it talking.] Joey: This isn't a surprise, Pacey. It's a death march on a deserted road. Pacey: We're almost there. Joey: Why didn't we just drive? Pacey: Because, Potter, on occasion, my father actually likes to use his car. Joey: So I risk my future, to cut class, so I can stand in line at the post office and then traipse 5 miles through the wilderness carrying some stupid package. Pacey: [Moans] you know, did you ever stop to think about how much hormonally-charged energy you waste on these quick quips and the biting banter? Your life would be considerably more productive if you would just take some more, uh... Oh! What is that? Some more...Action. If you took more action. Joey: Oh, like voluntary manslaughter? Pacey: Well, how about like sticking out your thumb, huh? Joey: Oh, yeah? What else? Maybe hike up my skirt, pout my lips, strike some sexy pose for a horn dog trucker? Stick out your own thumb, you sexist toad. Pacey: I am not a sexist. I am a pragmatist, ok? Ever seen the sure thing? That film elegantly portrays one of life's simple truths. That a female, standing on the side of the road, even one with a perpetual scowl such as yourself, has a better chance of flagging down a car than a guy. Joey: Since I'm the only one here with an opposable thumb, I guess it's up to me to use it. [A car comes down the road.] Pacey: And here's your chance. [She puts her thumb out, and Pacey jumps into the bushes. The car stops and she looks in to see Principal Green.] Joey: Hi. Principal Green: Today's your lucky day, Miss Potter. Need a ride back to school? Joey: Thanks. [rustling bushes as Pacey climbs out.] Pacey: Ohh! Oh! Principal Green, hoo! Thank god you are here. In preparing for our botany assignment, it appears that Josephine and I-- we wandered significantly farther away from the school than we had anticipated. Frankly, I was beginning to worry that we weren't going to make it home by nightfall Principal Green: [laughing] That's a good one, Pacey. Pacey: Heh heh. Well, you know, let it never be said that I'm lacking in the creativity department. Principal Green: Let's hope you're not lacking in the calamine lotion department either. Now, put down the poison oak and get your butts in my car. Pacey: Heh, ah, after you, Josephine. [Scene: In the locker room. He has been setting up the camera, and is getting ready to interview his father.] Dawson: All right, dad Dad. Mitch: Huh? Dawson: Look, I know you're busy. I just need 10 minutes of your time. I'll be out of your hair. Mitch: Can't it just wait till after the game? I promise I'll have plenty of time for ya after Saturday. Dawson: Dad, I got to fed-ex this thing out. Mitch: Fed-ex? Dawson: Yeah, to mom at the station. Mitch: Station? What are you talkin' about? Dawson: The story I'm doing on jack. Mitch: Your mother wants to do a story on jack? Dawson: I want to do a story on jack. I am doing a story on jack. Mitch: This is gonna go on television? When? Dawson: Hopefully tomorrow. Dad, we talked about this. Mitch: I thought this was one of your school projects. Dawson: It is a project. Dad, remember last night in your kitchen the blond-haired kid who was moving his lips? That was actually me telling you this. Mitch: Dawson, this is the last thing that I need right now. Dawson: Oh, why is that? Mitch: Because football is a head game, and I can't risk my best player or any player for that matter, losing focus. I've worked too damn hard. Dawson: Forgive me if my entire future conflicts with your precious football team. Mitch: Aw, don't be so theatrical. I'm the one with the football-loving principal breathing down my neck. I am trying to build a living here. Dawson: What do you think I'm doing, dabbling in a hobby? That's the kind of opportunity I've waited for my entire life. Mitch: All 16 years of it? Dawson: Oh, so, the importance of a person's dreams is measured by their age? Mitch: There will be plenty of other opportunities, believe me. Dawson: Are you telling me not to do this? Mitch: I don't have to. Because I know you'll make the right choice. [Scene: at the Marina. Joey is working. Dawson comes up to her.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. You must be lost. Bimbo cove is up the creek, right past brainless bay. Dawson: You can save your ammniton, Joey. Eve and I aren't on speaking terms. Joey: You mean, you guys actually talked? Dawson: Among other things, yes. I need some advice. Joey: What else are dumped ex-girlfriends for? Dawson: It's about my father. Joey: Your father? What about him? Dawson: Well, he told me not to do the story on Jack and the football team. Joey: He did? Dawson: Well, not in so many words. He thinks it might jeopardize his career. His chances against Woodward. Joey: No offense, Dawson, but doesn't a nationally televised broadcast, kind of over shadow a high school football rivalry? Dawson: You'd have thought. I don't know. I mean, look at it from his point of view, you know? The last couple of years his cup hasn't exactly runneth over. He had to give up his dream restaurant idea, his wife stepped out on him with the Capeside equivalent of Ted Knight, and he's not exactly shining as a substitute teacher. Joey: So if you go ahead with the story, he could lose more than the game. He could lose self-respect. Dawson: Yeah. What do you think? Joey: Well, I think that the swords that are the father and son have finally crossed in conflict. I mean, face it, Dawson, this is the stuff of Greek dramas. Dawson: Yeah, but is this tragedy or comedy? Joey: Sometimes we fight our fathers, and they respect us, and sometimes... We fight them and... We lose them forever. You have to decide how you want to live your life. You know? What you can tolerate and... And what you're willing to lose. Dawson: Oh, god, this is so important to me, but if I do it, it's gonna kll him. Joey: Well... I hate to break it to ya, Dawson, but according to Freud, that's exactly what sons are supposed to do. [He pulls out a tape from his bag and hands it to Joey.] Dawson: I dubbed this for ya. Joey: What's this? Dawson: Something I found. Made me smile. I guess, now, you could call it a thank you. [He gives her the tape then leaves.] Joey: [Sigh] [Scene: Jen's bedroom. She is asleep, and there are a bunch of cheerleaders and Grams in the room looking at her.] Cheerleaders: It must be dried saliva. No, it's a zipper mark from the pillow. [Jen wakes up to see them.] Grams: Yes, that bright sensation in your eyes is, indeed, sunlight. Rise and shine, dear girl. These lovely young ladies have an urgent matter to discuss with you. Jen: I told you that I was through with cheerleading. And unless one of you is hiding a very large cup of black coffee under her pompoms, I suggest you leave. Cheerleader: Oh, no, we respect your decision to resign from the squad, Madison has accepted the leadership challenge but please, you must reconsider the kiss. Grams: Someone has bid $500. Cheerleader: But they've specifically stipulated that the kiss must come from you. Jen: I don't care if they bid the kingdom of Brunei, I'm not for sale. Cheerleader: What are we gonna tell the children of the CCHPC? Jen: The what? Grams: The Capeside County Home for Parentless Children. Jen: Orphans? That-- that's what the auction is for? Ohh... [Scene: School hallway. Andie is looking at some pamphlets on a table when Principal Green comes up to her.] Principal Green: Uh, Miss McPhee. Been looking for you. Andie: Principal Green. Principal Green: Yes, listen, uh, a critical problem has been brought to my attention, and I need to talk to you about it. Andie: [Nervous] What sort of problem, sir? Principal Green: It's a disciplinary matter. Andie: [Nervously] Disciplinary? Principal Green: Yes. Now, I'm unable to discuss it with you at length now, but if you come to my office Monday, we'll sit down and go over all of our options in detail. Andie: [Nervously] Options...Yes, sir. Principal Green: Monday morning. Be there. [Scene: Inside Principal Green's Office. He enters the office and Pacey and Joey are sitting there waiting for him.] Principal Green: So, since Mr. Witter's attempt at lying to me was so creative, I've come up with a little creative response in kind. Pacey: Well, coming from a just-minded soul such as yourself, I'm sure your punishment will be nothing but fair, sir. Joey: Oh, thank you, Eddie Haskell. Pacey: Where is your school spirit, Josephine? Joey: I think I left it cowering in the bushes. Pacey: Now that is a gross misconception. I hurled myself upon the flames of responsibility. Joey: I hope a deer tick crawled in your ear and laid eggs. Principal Green: Enough! Honestly. I am not sure how to get through to the two of you, but since you obviously have an affinity for one another, here's what I have in mind. [He grabs a box from the corner and brings it over to them. Pulls the mule head costume out.] Joey: No way. Pacey: Oh, that's not gonna happen. Principal Green: Oh, I'm glad to see we're all in agreement here. [Scene: School Stairway. Jack and another football player are talking, and Andie is sitting one of the bottom stairs while students are walking around her.] Football Player: I can't believe he caught the thing. It was way over his head. [Jack sees Andie and stops to talk to her.] Jack: Hey! Andie: Hey. Jack: What's wrong? Andie: Nothing's wrong. Why should anything be wrong? Jack: Because you're sitting in a stairwell of a public high school. Unless you're smoking or making out, it's cause for concern. [He gets her up and starts to walk down the hall.] Jack: Come on, I'm going to meet Dawson. We're gonna check out the footage from my interview. Andie: You went through with it? Jack: Yeah. It was cool. It went great. Andie: Well, it may seem that way today, but anything could happen tomorrow to rock your safe little world. Jack: What?! Andie: Jack, maybe you overlooked something. Maybe--maybe you didn't see every angle. Maybe you had a terrible moment of weakness. Maybe without even realizing it, you totally, irreversibly screwed up. Jack: Andie, it's not that big a deal. Why be so paranoid? Andie: Jack, you could live your entire life on the straight and narrow driving towards something you believe in, then what? One tiny little mistake, one little error in judgment, and the next thing you know, your car's on the side of the road, flipped over, wheels still spinning, and the radio on. Jack: What the hell are you talking about? Andie: I'm talking about being publicly shamed, exposed for what you really are. I'm talking about a life being ruined, cut short, nipped in the bud, I'm talking about breaking dad's heart. Jack: Dad? Andie: Think about how he's gonna feel, Jack, his disappointment, his humiliation. We are his pride and joy, Jack. Think about how hard he's worked for us over the years, how much he sacrificed. And now this, out in the open for everyone to see. Jack: Just calm down, all right? I mean, it's not like I'm still in the closet. Dad already knows I'm gay. Andie: I know-- yeah, I know. I know. I just want you to be careful, Jack. Every action has a consequence. Be sure you think this thing through. [Scene: Dawson's living room. Dawson and his father are watching his story on the news. The opposing coaches interview with Dawson.] Jack voice: No one really seems to care what I may or may not do off the field. Dawson's Voice: So you have no problem playing against someone who's openly gay? Coach: If a kid wants to come out wearing lipstick and rouge, we're gonna infringe on him the way we infringe on anybody else. No difference. [The show is over.] Dawson: Well... Mitch: I just lost the first game of my coaching career. Dawson: If you say so. Mitch: Dawson, that just went out to 3 million people. Not to mention you interviewed the opposing coach. Dawson: So? Mitch: So? So 2 days ago, nobody knew how good jack was or who he is. Now the whole world knows. You might as well have gone out and painted a bull's-eye on his back. Dawson: You never explained that to me, dad. Mitch: I didn't think I had to. It's pretty damn obvious! Dawson: Not to me it isn't! Instead of celebrating my first professional success in the world, we're sitting here worrying about a football game. Mitch: Don't make me out to be the bad guy here, Dawson. Yes, I'm angry, just like you knew I would be. Dawson: We're talking about a team that hasn't put a notch on the win column in 3 years. Mitch: Now what are we saying, that I'm wasting my time? Dawson: No, but I want you to have some perspective. Mitch: I can't even discuss this with you right now. You have no idea what you're talkin' about! Dawson: Thanks to you, I don't. Ever since you took this job, you haven't spoken to me. Mitch. I talk to you. Dawson: Not the way you talk to the guys on your team. Mitch: Well, you know what? They respect me. Dawson: I respect you, dad. It's just they're more the kind of son you wish you'd had. Mitch: That is not true. Dawson, I hum the theme from Close Encounters in my sleep! I reach out to you! And when we can't find common ground, I give you your space. Dawson: And when I take it, you get pissed off at me. Mitch: No. I'm just trying to break you out of your self-centered, self-righteous fantasy world long enough to look out for other people. Dawson: Since when is it my responsibility to look out for you? Mitch: What are you saying? Dawson: I'm saying I parent you, dad. I walk in on you having sex. I give you advice. I'm the kid around here! Sometimes I might even act like it! [Scene: Football Game. The game is already going on. Capeside if on offense and They continually show passes to Jack. Who is immediately ht and tackled by several of the opposing team.] [crowd, chanting] defense! Whoo whoo! Defense! Opp. Coach: Come on, let's ht him! ht him! ht him! [Jack is on the bottom of a pile of the opposing players.] Player: Go back to tetherball, you limp-wristed hm! [Jack gets up with the help of his team mate.] Henry: This is getting ugly. Mitch: [On the sideline] Crackback, damn it! Crackback, crackback! Right guard blocks down. Litvack takes out the end! They're keying on Jack. He's getting klled out there. And our running game's DOA. Walk it off, McPhee! [Claps] good man! Walk it off! Walk it off. Jack: [To himself] I am walkin' it of, you walk it off. Mitch: You all right? Huddle up! Let's go! [On the stands. Dawson and Jen are watching the game.] Dawson: So tell me the truth. Is this all my fault? Jen: In a word... Yes. Look on the bright side, Dawson. At least when this is all over, win or lose, you won't be on the 50-yard line puckering your lips for some spoiled brat with furry teeth and halitosis. [Cut to the sideline. Pacey and Joey are there with the box containing the Mascot costume.] Pacey: Just think of it as method acting. Joey: Think of it as out of the question. Pacey: I'll flip you for it. Joey: Not a chance! Pacey: Die die bo? Joey: Forget it. Pacey: Fine. I'll just cut to the chase for you--please, Joey! Please, please, please! Don't make me go out there. Joey: Look, I'm supposed to be at work right now making much-needed money, but instead, because of you, I'm standing on a football field fighting over the rear end of a mule. Pacey: Fine. Fine. I was just giving you fair warning. Joey: What? Pacey: I tend to get a little carsick in backseats. [She just looks at him, and then puts the head on him.] [Scene: Close up of Andie's Face. She is trying to explain something.] Andie: Principal green? I made a mistake. Well...A terrible error in judgment, really. I know that there's no excuse for what I've done, so I won't waste your time, but there is an explanation, one that I can only pray you'll find in your heart to understand. See, there this guy... And when I met him, it was like... Like a shade going up in a dark room and light suddenly pouring in. He understood me in a way that no one ever did or could. And then, just as suddenly, the room got dark again. In my mind, I mean. See... Over the summer... I was treated at a psychiatric hospital. I didn't have to stay long, because I got better. But when I came back, I had lost the guy. He was...My soul mate. It was like having...an organ, my heart, literally ripped from my body. And all I could feel was cold and empty, my future slipping away. And I had lost the love... So I was determined not to lose my life, and that's why... I stole the test, and that's why I cheated. Because I wanted to try to keep it from all getting away from me, and...I know that I only made things worse. So... Now all I can ask for is your compassion. [The camera pulls away, and she is standing in front of a mirror in her bathroom.] [Scene: In the stands. The first half has just finished. Dawson and Jen are in the stands.] Dawson: Let's go. Jen: Where are we going? Dawson: To even the score. [Scene: Inside the Locker room. Mitch is giving the team a pep talk.] Mitch: Come on, guys. You can't let 'em get to ya! They are psyching you out! Taking us out of our game plan. The truth is, we're not moving the ball. We're not fring out on defense! Suck in that gut and go harder. A long time ago... There was a Chinese warrior-philosopher. Dawson: General Sun-Tzu. [Dawson has entered the locker room, he's carrying a bucket, and Mitch looks up.] Dawson: Brilliant military strategist who lived about 2,000 years ago. My dad has been telling me about him ever since I was a kid. Mitch: What's with the bucket? Dawson: We're gonna turn our weakness into a strength, just like the general said. We're gonna start by obscuring everyone's number so the other team can't find Jack. Mitch: That might work for a couple of plays. Dawson: That's why it's only phase one. Mitch: So what's phase 2? Dawson: Jen. [Dawson opens the door and Jen and the rest of the Cheerleaders come in.] [Scene: On the football field. The Second Half is just about to begin. The score is 21 to 0 for the Visitors. Capeside is on the Offense.] Opp. Coach: All right, let's get up there, get up there and ht somebody now! ht somebody! Mitch: Here we go. Cross your fingers. [Back to the huddle. Henry is calling the plays.] Henry: [To Jack] Ready? Jack: [nods] Henry: Break! [They line up, and the other team lines up in defense, but are confused as the Capeside team members all look up at them, and they are all wearing tons of makeup.] Henry: 42, blue turk right. Double slot. [To the other team] Try and find the hm now! Set! Hike! [Scene: On the Football game. It s almost the end of the game, and Capeside is on Offense again.] Announcer: What an incredible comeback! 21-24! With 7 seconds left, the Minutemen have one last chance. Henry: Can you get a step on him, Jack? One more time. What do you think? Jack: I think my mascara's running. [Chuckling] Jack: Just throw me the ball. I'll catch it. Henry: Consider it done. All right, cradle out. Drill-9 shiver. Broadside option, flow-and-go. On 2. Ready? Break! [The pass is off, and Jack is running down the field.] Opp. Coach: ht him! ht him! [The ball comes over his sholder and he makes the catch.] Announcer: McPhee has it! He has it! Touchdown! It's a touchdown! Capeside wins! Capeside wins! [On the sideline. Mitch is starting to celebrate, and Principal Green comes over.] Principal Green: Outstanding! Outstanding! Mitch! Mitch: Yes, sir. Principal Green: That was one of the most irreverent and imaginative game plans I've ever seen. Congratulations, coach! Mitch: Thank you. That's grea [The team dumps the water cooler over him.] Mitch: Aah! [Cut to the stands. Dawson and Jen are there watching them.] Jen: One good deed down, one to go. Jennifer Lindley, once again a victim of her own big heart. Dawson: Don't push it, buddy. [On the sideline. Principal Green is there and Andie come up trying to catch his attention.] Andie: [Groans] Uhh... Principal green, I need to talk to you! Principal Green: Not right now, Andie. Andie: No, sir, it's important. It cannot wait. We need to clear this up. Principal Green: Ok, what is it? Andie: Well, I made mistake. Well, a terrible error in judgment really. Principal Green: What kind of mistake? Andie: Well, I know there's no excuse for what I've done Principal Green: What are you talking about, Andie? Andie: Didn't you want to talk to me? Principal Green: That was Monday. I was gonna discuss it with you on Monday. But if you must know now, I'm forming a new student disciplinary committee, and I want you to be in charge of it. Andie: Oh! Well... I could do that. I mean, I would be honored to do that! Principal Green: Ok. Now, what was this mistake you were talking about? Andie: I shouldn't have interrupted you. It's a mistake to be so...Impatient. But I'm working on it, sir. Principal Green: [Chuckles] Ok. I'll talk to you later Andie: [To herself] I'm working on it. [Cut to the center of the field. Everyone is circling around for the special moment.] [Cheering] Principal Green: All right! Ok! Ok! And now, ladies ad gentlemen, the moment that you've all been waiting for-- the winner of the silent auction who is entitled to one ride on the Minuteman mule and one heart-stopping kiss from our head cheerleader. Jen: Ex-head cheerleader. Principal Green: And here he is! [The crowd separates and the mule comes in and collapses along the way, and Henry was riding it. He gets up and walks up to Jen.] Jen: Henry? How the hell did you get $500? Henry: M-mouthpiece? Jen: Mouth-- wait a minute. You sold your-- your good luck Doug Flutie memorial mouthpiece just to kiss me? I don't know whether to gag or be incredibly touched. [Chanting] kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss... Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss... Henry: You--you don't have to. [Chanting] Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss... Henry: If you don't want to. [Chanting]Kiss, kiss kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.. Jen: Come here, freshman. [She gives him a big kiss.] [Cheering] Jen: Ok, ok, everybody go home! Show's over, folks! Go home! Principal Green: No, no, no. Not quite yet. We have a little unfinished business yet here. Ladies and gentlemen, presenting to you your choice for Capeside's 1999 Homecoming Queen, Miss Jennifer Lindley! [Cheering] Jen: This isn't happening. [On the sideline. Andie and Jack are there.] Andie: See? I told you everything would work out fine. Jack: You did? Andie: Yeah! Everything usually works out for the best as long as you keep a positive attitude. Jack: Positive attitude. Ok. Is this before or after I disgraced the family's good name and forever humiliated our father, huh? Andie: Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. I'm sure he's over it. He's probably out sailing or golfing or wherever he is. I wouldn't give it another thought. Jack: Andie, you're making my head spin. Andie: Look, Jack, I am just glad it's over. I can't tell you how relieved I am. Hey, so who won the game anyway? [Cut to the fallen mule. The top of the costume comes off and there are 2 strange students in it.] Girl: Somebody was so sweaty, I couldn't even breathe! Guy: Well, somebody wouldn't let me take my shirt off. Girl: Well, somebody forgot to open the air vent! Guy: Well, somebody forgot to mention there were air vents in the first place! Girl: I told you we never should have listened to those two slackers. [Scene: In the Boat Yards. Joey and Pacey are driving through a lot of boats and Pacey brings Joey up to one in particular.] Joey: This is it? This is the surprise? Pacey: Isn't she beautiful? Joey: Yeah, in a Titanic post iceberg sort of way. Where did you get this? Pacey: This friend of my brother's. He works down in the marina. He rescued her after the last hurricane. The guy who owned her didn't want her anymore, so I convinced him to sell her to me for, like, 200 bucks. When I finish with this boat, it is going to be sheer perfection. Joey: Look at that. Pacey, do you know how much money and time it'll take you to even get this boat to float? Pacey: Yeah. Not a minute more or less than as long as it takes me. You watch, Potter. Couple of months, I'll be sailing this baby around the world. Joey: Well, I hate to break it to you, Captain Stubing, but you can't sail around the world in a 20-foot boat. Pacey: Sure, I can! Joey: Where are you gonna put the supplies? Pacey: Hey, the U.S.S. Minnow was no bigger than this, and they found room for all of Mr. Howell's money, all of the professor's tools, all of Ginger's clothes And where do you think you're going? Joey: Permission to come aboard? Pacey: Permission granted. Joey: Thank you. Ah. Pacey: And now, the purpose for our little foray into truancy... [He opens the package they got earlier.] Pacey: What do you say? Joey: True love"? Pacey: Yeah. It's my girl's name. Joey: It's kinda high on the schmaltz factor, huh? Pacey: Acutely. But sweet. Remember, I told you I needed your help with something. Joey: With what? [He hands her a sander.] Pacey: Start sandin'. Joey: You are so overboard. [Scene: The football field sideline bench. It's night and Dawson is sitting on it and Mitch walks up and sits down next to him.] Mitch: The night you were born, I bawled like a baby. Dawson: Did you really? I didn't know that. Mitch: I think I cried for 24 hours straight. Holding you so... Small in my arms. I never knew I could love anything so much... So fast...So utterly. Part of me was terrified. Raising a son is more a matter of faith than most people know. Dawson: So's being one. Mitch: You're right. I think I realized something today. Dawson: What? Mitch: That my job as a father... Isn't to give you the whole picture, because the truth is, I can't see it myself. My job is to try and help...Every now and then with a piece of the puzzle. Dawson: You have helped me, dad. Mitch: I hope so. But your...Future, your expectations, they belong to you. Don't let anybody stand in the way. Not even me. Dawson: You always push me to be my own person, think for myself. I just did what you taught me. Mitch: So what do you say we go home, and pop in a little Close Encounters or something, huh? Dawson: Actually... I was thinking... [He grabs the football from the bag.] Dawson: How about a game of catch? Mitch: Gimme that. Why don't we leave the football here on the field where it belongs? [He throws the ball out into the empty field. The camera follow the ball flight, and it morphs into a home movie of Dawson and Mitch playing ball when Dawson was a little kid.] [Scene: Joey's house. Later that evening. She is watching the video that Dawson made for her. It is a compilation of them as kids, and she watches as they play on the swings, and Hide and seek.] Young Joey: 7, 8, 9, 10. [Young Dawson taps young Joey on the shoulder and she chases him around and finishes with them walking off together, and then saying good bye to each other.] [The camera pulls back to her and she is deeply touched by the video.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x04 - Home Movies"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 305 - Indian Summer [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Pacey and Dawson are there. Pacey is talking into a fan.] Pacey: [imitating Darth Vader] Luke, I am your father. Dawson: Pacey? You're monopolizing what's passing for a breeze. Pacey: Ahh. Dawson, this is gonna go down as one of the most abysmal movie nights ever. Dawson: [Laughs] care to elaborate? Pacey: Well, look around you, my friend. We're 2 happening young guys in the prime of our lives, who can't find anything better to do than sit in some dark room on the middle of an armpit-staining indian summer and watch old movies. I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, Dawson, but didn't we used to have a couple of really cute girlfriends? Dawson: It was a long time ago, Pacey, in a galaxy far, far away. [Sighs] God... I can't wrap my head around this film noir stuff. It's making it really difficult to turn out a paper on it. Pacey: Well, of course you can't wrap your head around it, Dawson. Dawson: Excuse me? Pacey: Well, what we're watching here is the cinema of cynicism. No self-respecting son of Spielberg would feel comfortable in a morally ambiguous world populated with hard-boiled antiheroes and duplicitous femme fatales. Dawson: You know what? Could we just reschedule this verbal joust, pace? It's a little too hot for spiky repartee. Pacey: [Laughs] Mmm. But this, right here? This is celluloid a fellow like me can relate to. Pacey Witter is nothing if not the walking, talking embodiment of the fallible protagonist. Dawson: Ok, Johnny anti-hero, explain to me this, how can this guy not know that this woman is setting him up for a fall of epic proportions? Pacey: Because, Dawson, not all of us are as immune to the lure of sex as you are. I mean, not all of us would opt for the warm and fuzzy emnal connections over those of, let's say, a more physical nature. You know what I mean? Most of us are just big, dumb guys happy to sell our souls for the slimmest chance of gettin' some. Dawson: Can I quote you on that? Pacey: Oh, yeah. Witter, 2 "t's." Fun time's over. All this rapid-fre deconstruction is making me weary, Leery. I think I shall retire to cooler climes, namely, the air-conditioned interior of my pop's squad car. Dawson: Good night, Pacey. Pacey: Mm-hmm. [Dawson looks out his window, and notices some light coming from inside the Lindley house. He picks up the phone and calls the police.] Dawson: Yeah, I'd like to report a possible robbery. [He goes outside and discovers someone climbing out the window, and when he gets to her, he finds out that it is Eve.] Eve: Hi, Dawson. [Opening Credits.] [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson is dragging Even inside.] Dawson: Ok, explanation. Eve: Ouch! Thanks to your nosy neighbor antics out there, Dawson, I fell down and went boom. Kiss and make better? Dawson: Eve, I just called the police. They're gonna be here any minute. Eve: Ok, I'll spill. We didn't want you to find out this way, Dawson, but me and Jen? We're having ourselves quite the torrid little affair. Sleep-overs, late night pillow fights, brushing each other's hair, tickling each other's arms, all that groovy stuff we girls do in pretty pink rooms, behind closed doors. Dawson: There was a breaking, there was an entering, and there was a flashlight. All that's missing is a ski mask. Eve: Good god, not even he suggestion of teen lesbianism can get you off my case. Can we just, like, make out or something? Let me kiss all your queries away. Dawson: Eve, either you tell me your version, or I tell the police mine. Eve: Fine. Do what your big, bleeding heart wants, Dawson, but here a filthy 4-letter word for you, and don't you dare blush. P-S-A-T, baby. Don't you remember where you were when the cataclysmic PSAT scandal of '99 went down? I for sure do. Dawson: Is that some sort of thrat, Eve, because if I may remind you, you're the one that actually stole the test. Eve: And may I remind you thaw you're the one who gladly accepted the offer? So feel free to get all boy-scouty on me, Dawson, but you should know I get quite the perverse little thrill out of making things profoundly uncomfortable for you and the rest of the "sweet valley high" extras you call your friends? [Knocking] [Dawson answers the door and Deputy Doug is ther.] Dawson: Doug, hi. Uh, my sincerest apologies. I--I thought I saw something next door, but it was actually just, uh, Jen, uh, sneaking in the window so as not to disturb Grams. Doug: You sure about that, Dawson? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, just... Doug: Ok, then. [Scene: In an open field. Jack and Jen are lying down on a blanket staring up into the sky.] Jack: I saw this article in this magazine once, they put this thing up in the sky, so that the kids studying astronomy could track something during the night, and I think that is it, or maybe that's it. Jen: Wait. You, you expect me to believe there's some sort of giant disco ball orbiting the earth? Jack: Ok, when you put it like that, it sounds kind of stupid. Maybe we should start thinking about getting out of here. Jen: I don't think so. Not before the main event. Come on, we've got the stars, we've got the moonlight, it's perfect. Jack: Yeah. Lying in the grass, on a hot indian summer night with your gay best friend. That's your definition of perfect? Jen: A girl could do a lot worse. Jack: Come on, Jen, I know you too well. You can't tell me there isn't someone else that you'd rather be stargazing with. Jen: Ok, you got me. Matt Damon. Jack: Yeah right. Jen: What, you don't approve? All right, I'll have to go with Ben Affleck, then. Well, he's got that scruffy, indie credit appeal. Well? Jack: No comment. Besides, I was talking more about the realm of the, oh, say possible? Henry, for instance? Jen: The freshman? Jack: Yeah, the guy paid $500 bucks just to kiss you. You've got to admit, that's kind of sweet. Jen: Jack, Jack, Jack, my naive little pet, it the sweet ones that you have to watch out for. They'll run over you like a mack truck. Jack: Yeah, well, Henry's harmless. Besides, he worships you. Jen: Come on, he's a teenage boy. He'd worship anything in a wonder bra. Besides, I'm already sleeping with the best looking guy on the football team. And best friends are nothing to sneeze at. God, I remember when first met Joey and Dawson. I was so envious of what they had, all that history. Then that whole boyfriend- girlfriend thing kicked in. See, that's what's so great about us. Sex will never come you and me. [It starts to rain.] Jen: Oh, no! Oh, god, no! No! Get the shoes! Get the shoes! No, wait, wait get the shoes! Jack: I got them. Not so tough now, are you, homecoming queen? Jen: Aah! Jen: Look a you. And you said that this wasn't perfect. [Scene: At the marina. Joey is working on the dock, when Rob comes up to her.] Rob: Come on, Potter, take a break. Hydrate yourself. Joey: No thanks, I'm fine. Rob: I insist. It would look very bad for the Logan family if you got heatstroke and died on them. Joey: It's nice to know you care. Rob: How can it possibly be this hot at 7:30 in the morning? He goes to take off his shirt] Is this gonna offend your delicate sensibilities? Joey: I'll probably swoon with excitement, but seeing as though I need this job to support my sister and nephew, I will just choose to look the other way. Rob: So, uh, Potter, what do you say? You and me, m vies tonight? Joey: Oh, joy. Is this the part of our workday where you get inappropriate? Rob: That depends on what your answer is. Joey: My answer is, ask me again in 2 years, when I am legal. Rob: You watch, Potter. Some other lucky little lady's gonna take me up on this offer, and you're gonna be green with envy. Joey: I think I can live with that possibility. [He sprays her with the hose.] Joey: Stop it! Stop! Rob: Why, it's just water. Joey: Stop it! Stop it! Rob: Come on. What, are all teenage girls as uptight you? Joey: No, just the ones with half a brain. [Scene: School office. Dawson is trying to get some information from the secretary there.] Secretary: You say this girl is a very close friend? Dawson: Uh, very close, yes. Secretary: And yet, you don't have the slightest idea where she lives? [Scene: The Strip Club. Dawson is there talking to the bartender.] Bartender: Oh, I'm sorry, kid. We're closed. Dawson: I'm not here for the titillations, sir. I'm actually looking for a girl I go to school with. She used to work here. Bartender: What's the name? Dawson: h, Whitman. Eve Whitman. She's, a tall, leggy blonde genetically engineered to corrupt the male species? Bartender: Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, young man, but I think somebody's playing games with you. Dawson: What do you mean? Bartender: Kid, how old are you, 16? Dawson: Yeah. Bartender: Now, if you're 16, that means you're underage, and if you're underage, you would never be permitted into my establishment. And if you're going to school with one of my girls, that means she would be under age as well. So, what can we take away from today's tutorial, huh? [Scene: School Office. The secretary is talking with Dawson.] Secretary: There is not, there was not, there never has been an eve Whitman enrolled at Capeside high. [Scene: School Hallway. Henry and Jack are walking down the hall. Henry is trying to hurry Jack.] Henry: Come on, come on. Let's go, already. Jack: I don't see why we have to practice in this heat. It's gotta violate, like, a thousand child endangerment laws. Henry: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Talk to the hand. Listen, we're late. Big, bad Mitch is gonna kick our-- [Henry see's Jen walking towards them.] Jack: Our what? Henry: Don't look. She's coming. She's coming this way. Just act normal. Jack: Henry, when she comes over here, just ask her out already, ok, because this is ridiculous. Henry: It's not that easy, ok? You don't know how hard it is for me to talk to her. I mean, look at her. Look, she's, like, this perfect thing. Jack: You think she looks good in that, you should see her in a towel. [Jen comes up eating an ice cream.] Jen: Mmm, boys, do I have good news. Jack: The ice cream man? Jen: Right outside. You want a lick? Jack: Uh, no thanks. Jen: Henry? Henry: H...Uh... Mmm-mmm, no? Jen: Ok, suit yourself. I'll see you later? Jack: Later. Jen: Bye, Henry. Henry: Um... [Jen leaves.] Henry: Oh. You see? You see what happens to me? Why I can't ask her out? She gets within 3 feet of me, and it's like my hard Drive crashes. I go pre-verbal. Probably if I ask her out, I'd hurl all over her like that little kid in south park. Jack: Ok, so what if you didn't have to ask her out? Henry: You mean, like, you could get her to ask me out? I'm so down with that feminist stuff. Jack: Henry, I'm good, but I'm not that good. No, what if your first date was like, um, was like kismet? You know, like fate? 2 people just happening to be at the exact same place, at the exact same time. [Scene: Along a street. Deputy Doug is walking and Dawson comes up to him.] Doug: Dawson Leery. How are things that go bump in the night? Dawson: Deputy Witter. I was wondering if I could pose a hypothetical? Doug: Pose away. Dawson: Well, I'm working on a screenplay. It's a film noir piece with a cop protagonist. I was wondering if I could pick your brain on a few story points. Doug: How can I help? Dawson: Uh, well, I could use some help with procedure, actually, um, I'm stuck on the part where the hero is trying to track down the femme fatale who's all but disappeared at this point. Now, how would a law enforcement professional such as yourself, go about finding someone who doesn't want to be found? Doug: Well, that's a good question, Dawson. Now, part of police work is knowing who your enemy is. So, let me ask you this, who is this girl? Dawson: She's kind of a lost soul. I mean, she comes off like sort of a wild child, but I think there's something really sweet and vulnerable underneath all her posturing. Doug: Laundromat. Dawson: Come again Doug: Laundromat. Dawson: Uh, laundromat. Doug: Uh-huh. Dawson: Really? Doug: Yeah, you know, you see, Dawson. In a small town such as Capeside, everybody, except for those with questionable hygiene sensibilities, of course, has to do their laundry at some point. Dawson: So, you're saying you would stake out the laundromat. Doug: Exactly. [Scene: A park bench. Dawson and Pacey are sitting and talking to each other.] Pacey: Obsession is not a pretty thing, my friend. Dawson: Come on, doesn't it bother you? Pacey: What, that we don't know all about Eve? Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: Let me give you a little life lesson from the Witter vault, Dawson. Dawson: Oh, god. Pacey: There are some women who will come onto the movie set that is your life, and function solely as day players. They'll show up, know their dialogue, they'll ht their marks, they'll occasionally steal a scene or 2 from you, but they will remain always and forever an impenetrable mystery. Dawson: But Eve barged in on my life, and stirred things up for her own amusement. Pacey: Correct me if I'm wrong, Dawson, but didn't she try to go where no girl has gone before? Dawson: Synopsize with me. She works in a strip club, but she doesn't, all right? She says she goes to our school, but she doesn't. She appears, she disappears. She reappears without rhyme or reason, who the hell is this girl? Pacey: Ok, simmer down, Dawson. This girl is giving you a melt-down, god. All right, here's what I propose. You and I take a little trip down to the video store, you want uh, film noir, right? How about that one with Matt Dillon where he has that really outstanding threesome with Neve Campbell and that chick from Starship troopers? Yeah. Oh, hey, one more thing. My brother. He, uh, he gave you the laundromat speech, didn't he? Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: [Laughs] Dawson: [grunts] yo. [He se's Eve getting a hotdog from a nearby stand.] Pacey: Well, Deputy Doug's laundromat theory may be all well and good, but it's a tad too Andy of Mayberry for my taste. Given my druthers, I much prefer sheriff dad's dissertation on how to pin a tail on the suspect. Watch and learn, my friend. [Scene: At the Marina. Joey is working, and Rob comes up and rings the bell.] Rob: Uh, miss? A little service here, please? Joey: Very funny. Rob: I'm serious. I've got my father's sea ray cruiser over there. Could you fill it up for me? I don't want to get gas all over myself. I'm on a date here. Joey: So I smell. Um, you may have gone a little overboard on the CK One. Rob: Wait till you see her, Potter, she's a cutie. About your age, too. Better dresser, though. Not so uptight about showing off a little skin. I'm gonna get so lucky tonight. Joey: Don't tell me you actually found some high school girl so riddled with insecurities that she would actually fall for your minor league Humbert Humbert impersonations? [They get to the boat and Andie is on it.] Andie: Hey, Joey. Isn't this great? I was at the country club today with my dad, 'cause he's thinking about joining, and I ran into Rob. Joey: I didn't know you 2 knew each other. Andie: Oh, sure. He went to prep school with my brother Tim. [to Rob] So, did you know that Joey and I were friends? Rob: Oh, I had a sneaking suspicion. After all, it is a small town. Joey: So, Andie, where's money bags taking you tonight? All the way down to the Bahamas and back? Andie: No, you know, we're just going to the movies. It's too hot to do anything else. Rob: Well, almost anything else. Andie: That wasn't a sexual overture, was it? Rob: Shh, Andie. Not in front of the K-I-D. Joey: I'm all finished here. Rob: Great. Here you go, Potter. Buy yourself something pretty. Joey: Save it for bail money. Andie: Ok. Let's see what this puppy can do. Bye, Joey! [Scene: At Jack and Jen,s spot in the field. Jen is lying on a blanket looking up into the sky. Henry see's her and starts to make his way to her. He is looking at some notes written on his hand.] Henry: [To himself] What a coincidence. Moonlight. Tell her how nice she looks. What a beautiful spot this is. Don't puke, don't puke, don't puke, don't puke, don't puke. Jen: Henry? Henry: Uh... Jen: You ok? Henry: Uh... Jen: Uh, gulp once for yes, twice for no. Henry: [Gulps once] Jen: Once. Good, ok. What's on your hand? Henry: Uh, nothing. Jen? Jen: Yeah? Henry: You, you're awesome. You look awesome, you smell awesome , everything about you is awesome. I, I just, I wanted you to know that. Jen: [Laughs] Uh, good to know. So, what are you doing here? Henry: Hanging... Out, you know? The same thing you are, just, just hanging out. Jen: Actually, I'm just waiting for Jack. Henry: Oh, well, Jack couldn't be here tonight, see, because he had these other plans. Important plans, so, so he sent me instead. Jen: Ok, I think I know where this is going. Continue. Henry: Um, that's, that's it. Jen: Out with it, Henry. Henry: Well, I, I guess he thought if you were here and I were here, and we were both... Here. Here. Together. Then it would sort of be like a date, you know, like our first date? Jen: Look, Henry, I know that you're new at this being all of, uh, I don't know, what, 14? Henry: 15. Jen: Ok, 15. Dating is a consensual activity that usually involves some sort of pre-arrangement. Next time, don't skip the part where you ask me. [Scene: On the docks later that night. They see Eve inside a boat. She changes her shirt then leaves the boat again.] Pacey: And the plot thickens, my friend. Phoo... Dawson: [Clears throat] where're you go n'? Pacey: What, are you daft, ma I'm goin' after her. That girl is in dire need of following. Come on. All right. Good. Dawson: No, you can go follow her around. I'm gonna stay here and check out that boat. Pacey: Sure, now you're thinkin', butch. [He goes into the boat, and looks around. He finds some of her clothes and a picture, which he picks up and puts into his pocket. He starts to leave the boat, when there is a flashlight in his face.] Doug: Hands up! You're under arrest. [Commercial Break] Doug: Dawson leery. Why am I not surprised? Let me guess: Research for your screenplay? Dawson: No, a friend of mine lives here. Doug: This friend wouldn't, by any chance, be your mysterious femme fatale, would she? Dawson: No. Nothing as lurid as that, I'm afraid...Just a friend. Doug: Aw, funny. Never figured you to be the type to be, uh, pals with octogenaria. Dawson: Come again? Doug: That boat, on which you were very much a trespasser, belongs to a Mr. and Mrs. Paul Stepmuck. Sweet little couple. Somewhere in their late eighties. Dawson: Oh. Yeah. Oh. Doug: Dawson, the Stepmucks are big fans of Capeside, but only in the summertime. They spend the rest of their golden year in New York City. Dawson: Heh, well, I... Must have clambered aboard the wrong boat then. Doug: Maybe you did clamber wrong. Then again, maybe your friend is the one we've been looking for. Dawson: What do you mean? Doug: A couple of weeks ago, somebody stole a speedboat from the marina and took it for a little joyride. Dawson: A speedboat, really? Doug: You wouldn't know anything about that, would you, Dawson? Dawson: No. Heh. I mean, why would I? Doug: Look Dawson... I know that you're a good kid, but something is going on with you. All of a sudden, you're the boy who cried 911, you pose thinly veiled hypotheticals to an officer of the law, and all of this revolves around some mysterious femme fatale. Which, of course, begs the question... Is there something you have to tell me, Dawson? [Pacey returns to them.] Pacey: Deputy Doug in the house! Doug: Ha ha ha! Oh, I should have known. Wherever there's smoke, there's my imbecilic little brother. Pacey: Doug, if I've told you once, I've told you a million times, despite his dapper, appearance, my friend Dawson does not play for your team, ok? You're just gonna have to find another date to the policeman's ball. Doug: Little brother, your obsession with my sexuality is just plain weird. Look, do I have to talk to dad again, huh? Pacey: Doug... it may not be today, and it may not be tomorrow, and it might not even be the day after that, but one of these days, you're gonna go to your mailbox, you're gonna open it up, and that advocate story will be yours... And the copy's gonna read: Good cop, gay cop... The Dougie Witter story. And I'm tellin' ya, Doug, we are gonna be so proud of you. Really, truly. [Chuckling] Doug: Oh. I am not gay! Now, both of you, of these dock now! I mean it. [They leave Doug by the boat.] Dawson: Well? Pacey: Uh, she's squirrelly, that one. Lost me like that. [Scene: The Rialto Theater lobby. Andie is there and Joey enters and walks up to her.] Andie: Oh, my god, Joey! What are you doing here? Joey: Oh, it doesn't matter. Andie: Come here. Isn't this amazing? Me on a date with Rob Logan, Senator Logan's son. His parents are loaded. Not that that matters, but it doesn't hurt either, and he's so cute. Joey: Slow down, Andie, ok? Rob Logan is not a nice guy. Since I started working for him, my life has become one gigantic leer fest. He's a creep to an exponential degree. Andie: Ok, Joey, this may come as a surprise to you, but not everybody minds being looked at as a sexual object. Joey: The guy hits on me daily in a wide variety of creative and not-so-creative ways. My first day, he walked in on me while I was changing my clothes. Andie: Why are you trying to ruin this for me? Joey: Look, I--I'm not trying to ruin anything. I just thought you should know what kind of a guy Rob Logan really is. Andie: Uh, Joey, guys is hardly your area of expertise. I mean, between Dawson and my gay brother... I'm sorry, but it's true. You're not exactly sophisticated when it comes to dealing with guys. Get a grip, ok? Joey: It's--it's not about me. Andie: Yeah, it is, Joey. I mean, you're still fixated on Dawson, and you're so closed off to any new experience, that a guy so much as looks at you and you freak out. Joey, staying home every Friday night isn't gonna bring him back. Joey: Going out with a nimrod like Rob Logan is a recipe for recovery? Andie, if you think this little escapade is going to help you get over Pacey Andie: Joey, I'm moving on with my life. Somehow I thought you, of all people would understand that and be happy for me. I guess I was wrong. [Scene: Inside the theater. Andie is going to sit down by Rob.] Andie: Excuse me. Sorry. Rob: I was getting worried. You missed the previews and the dancing candy. Andie: Sorry, long line. This is gonna be great. Heh heh. [Joey comes into the theater and makes her way over to sit next to them.] Joey: Excuse me. Comin' through. Sorry. Sorry. Andie: Joey, what are you doing? Joey: These are great seats. Regular or diet? I couldn't remember, so I got both. Andie: No, get out of here. Now. Joey: Mmm. Andie, in the light of the day you can psychoanalyze me all you want, but I am not leaving you alone with this guy. Rob: What the hell's going on here, Potter? Joey: Do you like nachos? Personally, I find them to be one of the more disgusting innovations in movie food. I mean, all this congealed stuff. It's not even... Cheese. You know, it's kind of cheese food. Here. Try 'em. I'm sorry. I didn't know. [Crackling candy box] Oh, this is comic good... This stuff. Goober? [Scene: Inside Gram's Kitchen. Grams is in the kitchen when Jack enters.] Grams: There's ice cream in the freezer. Jack: Oh, yeah. Ever since I started playing football, I've been eating you out of house and home, huh? Grams: No problem. Jack: I just wish I felt a little more, like I was earning my keep around here. Grams: But you are. You are making my granddaughter happy. Happier than I've seen her in quite a long while. [Slamming door] Grams: Oh, Jennifer, you scared me half to death. Jen: I'm sorry, grams. Getting surprised really sucks, doesn't it, Jack? Grams: Jennifer Jen: This is between Jack and I. So, how does it work? Do you take cash or credit card? And is it just Henry or am I gonna have to service the entire football team? Jack: Jen, calm down. You're overreacting. Grams: Which one of you is going to tell me what's going on here? Jack: I--I just thought I'd do a favor for a friend. So, I set 'em up. I thought it would be romantic. Jen: About as romantic as a car-jacking. Jack: Jen, he's just a kid, all right? He's a nice kid, he likes you. Jen: Yeah, he's a real nice kid. He stares at me like I'm a prn fantasy come to life. Jack: That's because he's infatuated with you. Jen: Well, I'm not infatuated with him. And I told you that a thousand times, and you didn't listen to me. You took his side. Jack: I didn't take anybody's side. I--I Jen: You just want to get your little football buddy lucky. Well, sorry. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. He enters his room to find Eve there going through stuff.] Dawson: What the hell are you doing in my room? Eve: I want my picture back. Dawson: And I want some answers. Eve: Fine, Dawson. What would you like to know? Dawson: I'd like to know why every single word out of your mouth has been a lie. Why you claim to be a high school student when you're not. Why you're living in a yacht that doesn't belong to you. I want to know, once and for all, who you are. Eve: You have every right to ask those questions, Dawson. And I promise you, the answers are forthcoming. Dawson: Eve, I'm sick and tired of being toyed with. Ever since you slam-danced your way into my life, I've wrecked my father's boat Eve: That was so worth every penny and you know it. Dawson: It's been one disaster after another. Eve: I turn a dork into a stud in a matter of weeks, and this is my thank you note? Where's the love? Dawson: Eve, the gee-aren't-I-so-hip-and-amoral routine is really old. Eve: Is that what you think I am, amoral? Dawson: Either that or a criminal. Eve: Sticks and stones, Dawson. Now, give me back my picture. Dawson: Eve, for the last time, what were you doing in grams' house? Eve: Looking for something to steal... To get bus money out of here. There satisfied? Now, give it to me. Dawson: Not until you tell me how a faded, old snapshot could mean so much to someone as cold and detached as you. Eve: You're right, Dawson. I never was a student. The yacht... Not mine. I was just sort of squatting. And that girl's my mother, Dawson... Whom I've never met. Whom I'm trying to find. And that picture is my only clue. [Commercial Break.] Dawson: Talk. I'll listen. Eve: Ok, let's see... Where to begin? How 'bout last Christmas as I was rummaging around in the attic looking for some wrapping paper? I found the photo in question... Of the girl that bears me an uncanny resemblance. Dawson: What did you do? Eve: I asked my folks, of course. Dawson: And? Eve: Painted into a corner, mom and major dad finally told me the truth. Dawson: That you were adopted? Eve: That's right. No more calls, we have a winner. Dawson: What did you do? Eve: Nothing. Very strangely, no angst whatsoever. It's only after that it kind of crept up on me that I... Had this estrogen-charged urge to seek out the missing pieces of the puzzle. Dawson: Which brings you to Capeside. Why? Eve: All I know about my birth mother is that she lived somewhere in this part of the country... Near the ocean. So, I've been traveling up and down the eastern seaboard, asking questions along the way, hoping to get lucky. Dawson: And have you? Eve: Depends on what you mean. No, Dawson, I haven't found her. Not yet, anyway, and not here. Which mean's time for me to move on... Dawson: And so ends another installment in my melodrama. It's more movie-of-the-week than film noir. With an edge. Eve: With a lot of edge. Heh. Oh, I don't know. Dawson: Eve, call me gullible, but... This time I actually believe you. [He gives her back the picture.] Eve: Thanks, Dawson. You're a hugely sweet boy. And you're right, I played with you. I do that, I guess. I move into a new town, and chances are I'm not staying forever, so I play a role. That way no one can get close to me. And believe me, most guys are content with me, the actress. But you dug at me... You wanted to see inside of my screwed-up little soul. Dawson: Well, I mean... Once you get past the lying, and the stealing, and the using sex as a wapon. Ha... There's a lot of good stuff in there. Eve: I hope I haven't done anything irredeemable. Because I'd like to think you would remember me once in a while and smile. Dawson: Well, the ride in my father's boat alone will always elicit at least a giddy grin or 3. Eve: See, there you go. Maybe I'll even get a footnote in the unauthorized biography. Dawson: You just might warrant a whole chapter. Eve: I'll be checking the credits for you, Dawson. Dawson: Take care, Eve. [Scene: Jack and Jen's Spot. Jen is sitting there thinking and Jack comes up to sit down next to her.] Jack: Should I just fall on my sword now or wait until the battle's over? Jen: What do I care? Either way you're a dad man. Jack: Look, uh... This whole Henry thing... You got it all wrong, ok? I didn't do it for him. I did it for you. I'm serious. I--I--I just wanted to show you that the things that you want are there for the taking, if you just, you know, believe you deserve them. Jen: You don't get it. This was our place. Yours and mine. Doesn't that mean something to you? Jack: Yeah of course it does.. But... don't you want more? Jen: No. Not from this. Jack... I've had lovers, I've had boyfriends, but--but what I've never had is a boy who is, first and last, a friend... Who wasn't secretly trying to get in my pants or wouldn't walk away from me the second I said I didn't want to sleep with him... Who liked me...For me. Unless you've recently decided to be bisexual. Jack: [Laughs] Jen: You know, I think that you setting me up was a lot more about you than it was me. Jack: Come on, give me a break. I do not have a secret crush on Henry Parker. Jen: Neither do I, but that's not what I'm talking about. I mean, maybe it's you who's lonely for the relationship. Jack: Well, maybe I am. But this isn't exactly New York, where gay kids are tripping over each other comin' out of the closet. This is Capeside. Gay population is one. It's me. I'm it. Jen: Jack... You're gonna have a love life. Gonna have a fantastic love life, and it's gonna be... Awesome and terrifying and-- and when it happens it's gonna change your whole life. Jack: Yeah, it's easy for you to say. Jen: I know it is. You just-- you have to have faith... That sometimes things happen when they're least expected. [It starts to rain again.] Jen: Pfftt! What did I tell you? [Laughing] whoo! Whaa! [Scene: At the marina. Joey is working and Andie comes up to talk to her.] Andie: Hey. Joey: Hi. Uh, stud puppy's not here yet. You must have kept him out pretty late last night. Andie: Ok, nothing happened. And not that you deserve an explanation, but right after the movie, he walked me to my front door, and he was a perfect gentleman. Joey: Yeah, he's a prince... Prince of darkness. [Rob comes up to them.] Andie: Hey, rob. Rob: Slackin' off on the job again, Potter? Andie: Uh, you know, Joey and I just...Girl talk. Rob: Yeah, I know. So, last night, quite a threesome... only next time I want to be in the middle. It was kind of an unexpected pleasure though. I mean, I assumed you were working. Don't we usually stay open till 8:00 on Fridays? Joey: Nobody ever comes in after 7:00. You know that, rob. Rob: Just answer the question, Potter. Joey: Uh... We usually stay open until 8:00 on Fridays. Rob: You're fired. Joey: What?! Rob: You heard me. I'm in charge here, and it's unacceptable for an employee to close early without my permission. Joey: Oh, yeah, and that's really why you're f*ring me, Rob. Rob: Spare me the adolescent mini-drama, Potter. You're fired because you closed early. End of story. Andie: No, wait, Joey. Um, she can explain. I mean, this is all just a really big misunderstanding. Joey: Look, don't bother, Andie. Rob: Nice workin' with ya, Potter. Joey: You know what, rob? The day your out-of whack libido lands you in so deep that not even daddy can save your ass, don't call me as a character witness. Rot in hell. [Scene: Gram's house. Dawson is coming up to the door carrying a window air conditioner] [Doorbell rings] Grams: Oh, my word. Beware of heretics bearing air conditioners. Dawson: [Sigh] My father's orders. He wanted me to take this extra of ours over to you. [He goes to put it into the window and notices a woman in a picture, and it's the same as Eve's picture.] Dawson: Mrs. Ryan, who is that in that picture? Grams: Well, that's our lord, Jesus Christ, as interpreted by one of our gifted, young Sunday school students. Dawson: I meant the one below it. Grams: Oh... That's my daughter, Helen. She can't be more than 18 there. As I recall, it was right before she went away to college. Dawson: So, that's Jen's mom? Grams: I have only one Daughter, Dawson Leery.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x05 - Indian Summer"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 306 - Secrets and Lies [Scene: Inside the school hallway. Jen and Dawson are walking together to Dawson's Locker, while talking to each other.] Jen: Genetic inevitability is what it is. Dawson: What's what it is? Jen: The fact that I'm turning into my mother. Take this whole homecoming queen debacle. Dawson: Your mom was an HQ? Jen: Aw, she was Miss Cape Cod. Same difference. Who graduated from the swimsuit competition to a life of cucumber sandwiches, high teas... And junior league. Dawson: Point being? Jen: Just that despite all my best efforts, I, too, have managed to reach the very pinnacle of Capeside popular culture. Dawson, I have sold my soul. I've become that false character who just follows their name around. Dawson: bat yourself up much, Jen? Jen: Only when I deserve it. Just another happy character flaw brought to you directly from mommy dearest. Dawson: You've got it backwards. I don't think anybody voted for you because you were like your mom. I think they voted for you because you were different. Jen: They voted for me because I'm blonde and I fill out my sweater. Dawson: That, too, but I think when-- no, when kids voted for you, they voted for an outsider. Provocateur. Messiah to lead them from the mainstream. [Mr. Milo comes up to them in the hallway with several women following him.] Mr. Milo: There she is Miss Lindley, my we interrupt? Jen: With good news I hope, Mr. Milo. Mr. Milo: Allow me to introduce to you Capeside High's finest. You are looking at half a century of homecoming queens. Ladies, may I present Miss Jennifer Lindley? 1999's proud addition to your number. Constance: My name is Constance Freckling. Of the Mayflower Frecklings. Famous Freckling's Candies. I'm the oldest living HQ. Now, Jennifer, if you'll extend your index finger along the inside of my wrist, like this... Congratulations. You've just learned the secret handshake. Welcome to the club. I've heard all about you. [All congratulate her at once] [Opening credits] [Scene: At Joey's House. Joey, Bessie and Pacey are working on the Bed and Breakfast.] Bessie: You guys, It's all so exciting. Joey: Now tell me, whose brilliant idea was this again? Joey and Pacey: Mine. Pacey: Ok, it was your sister's idea to craft this place into a bed and breakfast, but I'm the one who told her how she could do it for next to nothing. Bessie: Oh, and, Pacey, be sure and thank your dad again for getting us the help. Pacey: Please. I finally figured out what the police auxiliary in this town is for. Take it black? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: Ok, Potter, what's up? Joey: Well, considering that a lot of our insurance money is going to be swallowed up in this, I just hope it all works out. Pacey: It'll work. Joey: It better. I can't go back to the marina gig. Pacey: Yeah, whatever happened with that creep anyhow? Joey: Long story. He was going out on a date with, uh Somebody that I know, and I was concerned about her, and I tried to warn her, and as a result, he fired me the next day. Pacey: Oh, what a charmer. So who was the girl? Joey: No one you know. Pacey: Really? Yeah, Potter. Do yourself a favor. Don't ever go into politics, ok? You're constitutionally incapable of lying with a straight face. So who was she? [Realizing who it is] Oh. Joey: Sorry. I wasn't going to tell you, Pacey. Pacey: Why do I feel like I just got ht with a sledgehammer? Joey: If it's any consolation, it won't last. I mean, Andie's way too smart to fall for that jerk's act Pacey: Hey, it's ok. Whatever makes her happy, right? [Scene: Dawson's House. He comes into the house to discover his mother in the kitchen.] Dawson: Hey, dad, I'm home. Mom? Gail: Hey. Oh, honey, I've missed you so much. Dawson: What are you doing home? Gail: What, a mother can't surprise her son? Dawson: I'm not complaining. Mitch: I can tell you why she's here. This year's HQ gala. Gail: Your father knows me too well. Being an HQ from a certain undisclosed year in the late seventies, yeah, thought I'd come home. Mitch: Late seventies? Hello, Gail. Gail: Hi, Mitch. Dawson: You know, Jen's planning it. Gail: Hmm? The gala? Jen Lindley? Mitch: Mm-hmm Yeah, Capeside's newest homecoming queen. Gail: How on earth did that happen? Dawson: Nobody's quite sure, although I'm interpreting it as an early sign of Armageddon. Gail: hmm. Well, at the very least, that should make for a fun time for us. Dawson: Have you developed a lazy eye, or were you actively looking in my direction when you said us? Gail: Honey, I need an escort. [Mitch looks kind of disappointed.] [Scene: The school cafeteria. Joey and Pacey are sitting at a table eating and Andie comes up to sit with them.] Andie: Hi. Pacey: I just remembered I got some French vocab to study for. Andie: You don't take French. Pacey: Well, all the more reason, right? [He leaves.] Andie: You told him. Joey: Slipped out over breakfast. Andie: Breakfast? Joey: Yeah, Pacey's been helping Bessie and me with the addition. The one we're investing every spare cent we have to build so we can hopefully open soon and financially barely scrap by. Andie: Look, Joey, it wasn't my fault you got fired, and even if it was, which it wasn't, you can't stay mad at me forever, ok? Joey: Not forever, but... A few solid months. Andie: Ok, I don't know what rob and I are. All I know is I can't help it. I like him. Joey: For now, but I can promise you this, Andie. You're going to get a big, fat "I told you so." [Scene: Miss Constance Freckling's house. Jen comes up the door, and there is a note on it for her. She quickly reads the note and goes into the house to eventually find a room where a dress that Constance was working on is. She begins to look at it, when Constance comes in carrying a tray.] Constance: Don't slouch, young lady. Square your shoulders and face the world. What do you think? Jen: Excuse me? Constance: The dress. It's nearly finished. I make a new one every year for tomorrow's gala celebration. Jen: Oh, see, that's what I wanted to Constance: One must remain modern, after all. I'm thinking of lifting the hem and softening the neckline a little. Jen: Softening would be good. Listen, Mrs. Freckling-- Constance: Miss Freckling. I never married. [Bang] Jen: Oh. What in thew, world was that? Constance: Hank. Jen: Hank? Constance: My handy boy. Heh heh. Lovely child. Lives right down the road. Presently, he's hanging extra twinkle bulbs on my roof. Jen: Oh. [Banging continues] Jen: Yeah, about that party-- I hope that you don't mind, but... It's just that I've been through all this before, with my mother, and she was constantly trying to turn me into a debutante and it's just not really my thing. Constance: Oh, but I do mind. You have a responsibility, young lady, As the newly crowned queen to help me host this event. Jen: But I never asked for any of this. Constance: Nor did I ask for you, Jennifer. Most girls who walk through this door are pleased as punch to be here. They're sweet, upstanding, enthusiastic girls who relish the chance to be role models. They tend to... Stand up straight, comb their hair, and... Wear brassieres. Am I making myself clear? Jen: Crystal. [She leaves the house. When she gets out side she hears some sliding and then Henry falls from the roof to land in front of her.] Henry: Aah! Jen: You're Hank? Henry: Quick. Bees. Run for your life! [He drags her after him.] [Scene: The bed and Breakfast. Pacey and Joey are there cleaning up in one of the areas that they are working in.] Joey: Just like the cops to disappear when the going gets tough. Pacey: Some of them do have wives and children to get home to. Besides, we're almost done here, and, you know, I was thinking. You're gonna need a name for this addition when we do get finished, so a suggestion, if I may. How does the Pacey J. Witter wing strike you? Joey: Keep talking, it'll be a memorial dedication. Pacey: You know, Potter, sometimes your lack of gratefulness-- it borders on unappealing. [Bessie enters carrying a cordless phone.] Bessie: Joey, it's for you. And whoever it is, she sounds upset. Joey: Hello? Hello. [Crackling noises] Andie: [Over Phone] Joey? Joey: Andie, is that you? Andie: [Over Phone] Joey, please help me. [Scene: Outside Rob's House. There is a party going on. Pacey and Joey drive up in Pacey's Father's car. Andie is sitting on the stoop outside.] Joey: Andie, what happened? Andie: I don't wanna talk about it. I just wanna go home. Pacey: Andie, you gotta tell us what happened first. Andie: Pacey, please. Joey: Andie, what did he do? Did he try to hurt you? Pacey: Andie, you gotta tell us. What did this guy do to you? Andie: Um...We were...Upstairs in the bedroom... and we were just kissing. And then...He started trying to...And I kept saying no, and he kept trying, and then I managed to get away before anything else happened, that's when I came down and I called Joey, and can we just go now, please? Pacey: Where is he? Andie: Don't worry about it. Pacey: Is he in there? Joey: Pacey, let's just go. Pacey: I'm not leaving until I talk to that bastard. Andie: Pacey, no! [Pacey enters the house and Finds Rob out on the Back Porch.] [Music plays] Rob: ...But I tell him, it is easy. Pacey: Hey, Rob. Rob: Yeah. [Pacey punch him and Rob's friends grab him to stop him.] Pacey: You're here with Andie, right? What the hell did you do to her? Rob: I didn't do anything! Pacey: So she's outside bawling for nothing? Rob: Where is she? Let me talk to her. Pacey: You're not going anywhere near her. Rob: Get out of my face, man. Get off me. Pacey: If you so much as touch her again, I am going to nail you to a cross. Rob: Wait a minute. I didn't even lay a hand on her. Pacey: Oh, hey, save it for the judge, Logan, huh? Rob: Get out of my house! [Scene: Inside Constance's Green House. Henry and Jen are there looking at the flowers away from the bees.] Jen: It's really beautiful in here. Henry: Isn't it? You're looking at over 200 plants. Bulbophyllum virginalis. Jen: You're making that up. Henry: No, I'm not. I swear. Sometimes they get a little suggestive with the names. Jen: Ok, gimme another one. Henry: Ok, how about... Polystachya pubescens? or... Vanda Vaginatum? Jen: Ooh, is it hot in here, or did you just make me blush? Henry: Oh. Jen: Relax, Henry. It'll take a lot more than a flower to fel1 me. Hmm, how did you learn so much about these? Henry: Miss freckling. Jen: What's the deal with her? Henry: What do you mean? Jen: She's wound so tight, she's like a violin string. Henry: No, she's... She's just sad. Jen: Sad? Henry: She's got no one in her life. She never had kids, no relatives. I've lived next door to her for 10 years. I think I'm her best friend. Jen: I don't know who to feel sorrier for, you or her. Henry, we're gonna have to toughen you up. You keep wearing your heart on your sleeve like that, and you're gonna bleed to death. Henry: It's not me. It's... It's her. You have no idea how much she was looking forward to meeting you. Jen: She was? Henry: I told her all about you. See. The thing is, she has exactly 2 events on her social calendar the W.O.C. In Miami every spring-- Jen: W.O.C.? Henry: The World Orchid Conference. And in the fall, the homecoming queen gala. It's what she lives for. Without them... She's got nothing at all. [Scene: Joey's house. Joey and Pacey are talking to Andie, about tonight's events.] Joey: Look, um, you need to go to the station tonight. Andie: Uhh, I can't go to the station. Joey: Andie, you have to. You have to talk to the police. Andie: Joey, it's not like he actually did anything. Joey: Well, then, why don't you stay here? I really don't think you should be alone tonight. Andie: Thanks, but I can't. Pacey: I can take care of this, Jo. Joey: You sure? Pacey: Yeah. Joey: Ok. [Scene: Constance's House. She is working on the dress. Henry and Jen come in and Henrys is calling to her, but she isn't hearing him.] Henry: Miss Freckling? Constance? She's got her aid turned off. Jen: Aid? Henry: Hearing aid. Sometimes she likes to tune out the world. [He taps her on the shoulder.] Constance: [Gasps] Oh, Hank, you startled me. Henry: Oh. I, um, I ran into Jen outside. Jen: Miss freckling, I know that we got off on the wrong foot, and...I just wanted to see if we could start over. Constance: He is persuasive when he wants to be, isn't he? Jen: Well, I...I... I'm just getting to know him. Henry: Well, if he likes you, you can't be all bad. Jen: You know, I was just thinking the same thing about you. Henry: So, should we wait for the waters to calm or just dive right into the party planning? Jen: I say dive right in. Constance: Very well. Um, entertainment or food? Take your pick. Jen: Um... Entertainment? Constance: Ahh, surprise, surprise. Now, since it's my house, there are some rules. Jen: Surprise, surprise. Constance: No mimes, no magicians, no Barry Manilow, no Elvis look-alikes, no motivational speakers, no comedy troupes, no break dancing, no gangsta rap, no animal tricks-- Jen: Ok, no nothing that you might possibly see on Letterman. Constance: What's Letterman? Jen: How does a string quartet playing Mozart strike you? Constance: Perfect. Jen: Ok, I'll split the difference. Constance: I'm sure you will. Jen: Oh, and there's one more thing. Constance: What's that? Jen: Well, uh, he doesn't know it yet, but... Hank here... is going as my date. [Scene: Pacey's boat, the True Love. Andie and Pacey are there talking.] Andie: True Love. That's ironic. Pacey: Yeah, well... I figured since it didn't exist, I'd try and create it for myself. Andie: Why did you bring me here? Pacey: Because...Well, you said you wanted to go someplace quiet. Andie: There's lots of quiet places, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah, I guess there are, heh. Um... I guess I just wanted to show you I've been ok since we ended things. I've found a way to turn what's been klling me into something potentially beautiful. Andie: I haven't, Pacey. I'm not over you. Pacey: You will be, McPhee. Andie: See, even that-- just you calling me by my last name-- Do you know how long I've waited to hear that? Pacey: You've been through a lot tonight, Andie. Let's not go there. Andie: If it took what happened tonight to bring us together, then so be it. Pacey: We're not together. I mean, I'm here for you, but we're not together. Andie: If we're not together, then... I'm not sitting beside you... Staring into your eyes... And kissing you. [She bends over to kiss him.] Pacey: Andie... Sorry. We just can't. Andie: Phew! Pacey: We can't. For so many reasons, we can't. Andie: I'm not asking you what we can't do Pacey. I'm asking you what you want to do. Pacey: I want to know that you're ok. That's all that matters to me now. Andie: That's a shame because you still matter to me in every way. I want to be with you, Pacey. Pacey: I know that's how you're feeling right now, but tomorrow could be entirely different story. Andie: I'm not talking about tomorrow. I'm talking about right now. Tonight. You and me together, under the stars... Just like it used to be. I'm talking about a kiss. That's all I'm asking. Don't you want to? [After some hesitation, they kiss.] [Scene: Inside Pacey's father's car. Pacey is driving Andie home. They get to her house.] Andie: Thanks for taking care of me. Pacey: Right back at you, Andie. Andie: I just wanna say, for the record, about last night? Whatever did or did not happen between us happened for a reason, and I, for one, am 100% ok with it. And wherever it may lead, whatever new status may result-- it's totally-- Pacey: Andie. Andie: I'm rambling. Yeah. Well, it's an awkward moment, Pacey, and I'm scared, and in scared moments. Some people do that. Sometimes they ramble when they're-- Pacey: Andie. Andie: Rambling again. Right. I guess I just wanna know that you're feeling what I'm feeling. Pacey: I am. Andie: That makes me so happy. Pacey: Ok. [Scene: Joey's House. Rob has come to it, and Joey answers the door.] Joey: Didn't you read the sign? No known sex offenders within 200 yards of my property. [Joey goes to close the door in his face but he stops her.] Rob: I didn't do it! Joey: Not bad. You could use a little work on the delivery, however. I suggest a less forceful interpretation. Rob: Joey, please, just tell me...[He stops her from closing the door again.] Tell she hasn't gone to the police. Joey: You touch me again and I will scream faster than you can say William Kennedy Smith! Rob: Look, Joey, she was the one that wanted to go upstairs, ok? She--she practically dragged me up to that room. And when we started kissing, I swear, she just freaked out. Joey: Rob, you do not have a lot of credibility with me right now. Rob: Fine. I admit it, ok? But there is a difference between an inappropriate workplace flirtation-- Joey: And sexual asault? You draw your own line in the sand, Rob. They are both against the law. Rob: I have never forced myself on anyone. Joey: If you say so. Rob: You know, it's no secret that she's unstable. No secret that she spent some time in a mental hospital. Joey: I'm going to pretend you never said that. Rob: Then why would she do this, huh? [She slams the door in his face.] That's all I wanna know! For what possible reason? [Scene: Constance's House. The Homecoming queen galla is going on. Dawson and Gail are talking to one another.] Constance: Splendid. Splendid. Dawson: I wonder where Jen is. Gail: Oh, don't look now, but here comes Marilyn Mendick and her husband. I haven't seen them in years. I can't stand that woman. Marilyn: Oh... Oh, Gail, Dawson. Gail: Neil, Marilyn. Marilyn: I heard all about Philadelphia. Gail: I'm sure you did. Excuse us. We were just gonna get a drink. Dawson: Actually I'm quite proud of my mom. Marilyn: Oh, we all are. Even if Philadelphia didn't quite agree with her. Honestly, I think it's perfectly absurd... To fre an anchor because the public felt she was too old to identify with. Oh, you wouldn't hear them saying that about Diane Sawyer. Neil: Gail, I speak for the whole county when I say you'd be welcome back on our airwaves anytime. Gail: Thank you, Neil. Neil: Shall we? [They leave] Jen: Um, is there something you want to tell me? Constance: You're late and the entertainment still isn't here. And that wardrobe is far from appropriate attire. I demand you return home and change this instant. I can understand why she would turn this into a travesty, but why you, Henry? Jen: Relax, ok? I put him up to it. And you haven't seen anything yet. [Several Drag queens enter the party.] Amanda: I swear it's hotter than a French prosttute in this dress. Christy: What you need, Amanda, is a long tall stiff one. Amanda: On the rocks. Summer: It, sugar. Constance: Who and what are they? Jen: They...Are the entertainment. Constance: I need to sit down. [Scene: Andie's Kitchen. Joey is there talking to her about last night.] Joey: Andie, have you told your dad? Andie: Why should I? I mean, it's only gonna upset him, and it's not like anything cataclysmic happened. Joey: Andie, this guy could have hurt you. Andie: You don't know that, Joey, and maybe I overreacted. Joey: Do you think you overreacted? Andie: Well, I didn't cry wolf, if that's what you're saying. Joey: No. That's not what I'm saying. Andie: Then what are you saying? Joey: I have to tell you something. Andie: What? Joey: Rob stopped by my house this morning. He told me his side of the story, and he basically got down on his knees, pleading his innocence. Andie: So that's why you're here. You, of all people, are gonna believe that scum. Joey: I didn't say I believed him. Andie: No? You just stopped by for a friendly little chat. Joey: No. I stopped by to make sure that we were doing the right thing, Andie. Look, I should've reported the guy myself, about his behavior towards me. I mean, maybe I could've prevented this whole thing. I think your water's boiling Andie: Listen, Joey... Maybe all of this happened for a reason. I mean, maybe something good came out of it. Joey: What do you mean? Andie: As of last night, Pacey and I are back together. I can't tell you how happy I am because now everything can just go back to the way it was. [Scene: At Constance's house. The Homecoming Queen Gala is still going on. Jen is introducing the entertainment.] Jen: Ladies and gentlemen, the moment that you've all been waiting for. Please help me in welcoming the awesome talents of... Amanda Wreckinwith, Summer Clearance, Megan Whoopie, and Ms. Christy Anity. [Music plays] [Cut to Jen and Henry's table.] Henry: Don't--don't tell anyone, but I think I got the hots for Christy. Jen: Ha. I always knew you had excellent taste in women. Henry: Constance is gonna kll me. Jen: Don't be so sure. Down deep, buried somewhere, I think that she gets it. Henry: Get-gets what? Jen: Homecoming queens, drag queens, what's the difference? They're all just people dressing up, pretending to be something that they're not, playing a role. Come on. Henry: What-- what are we doing? Jen: Dancing, Henry. In hopes of performing a miracle and awakening the dad. [She drags him out onto the floor to dance, eventually more people joining them. Constance see this from her table and we see her tapping her feet to the music.] [Scene: Pacey's workshop. He is doing some work on a few things for his boat. When Andie enters carrying a box.] [Power tool starts] Andie: I come bearing gifts. Pacey: Hey, Andie. Andie: Hey. I thought that, uh, True Love could use a woman's touch. What do you think? Pacey: Well, to tell you the truth, what she could use is a new rudder and a keel. Andie: Ok. Would you settle for a skipper's cap and a pair of my dad's old topsiders? [Pacey puts the hat on.] Andie: Very nice. Pacey: To be honest, I... I'm really starting to wonder whether I'm ever gonna finish her at all. Andie: Why do you say that? Pacey: Well, because sometimes it's harder to rebuild something than it is to just start from scratch. Andie: Why? Pacey: That picture that you have in your mind of the way something was... It's never gonna be that way again. Andie: Yeah, but it could be better. Pacey: Yeah, it could be... Depending on how badly damaged it was in the first place. Andie: How badly damaged was it? Pacey: It was pretty much totaled. Andie: Ok, Pacey, could we please stop beating this metaphor to death, and just talk about what we're actually talking about? Pacey: I made a mistake last night, Andie. We both made a mistake. Andie: What did we do? Nothing. Pacey: All I can tell you is how it made me feel. Andie: How? Pacey: Like I went against what I know is right. Andie: That's funny because today is actually the first day that I felt really happy since I left the hospital. Pacey: It is funny. You know, there used to be a time when you and I were so in sync... In everything that we did. Uh, just connected. Look at us now. We have the opposite reaction to the exact same event. Andie: Pacey, please don't do this. Not now. Don't break up with me. Pacey: I never wanted to break up with you, Andie, never. I mean, all those months... Just waiting, secretly hoping... Andie: You're just... You're just punishing me. That's what this is about. And you just need to stop being angry with me. Pacey: I'm not punishing you, Andie. Punishment implies you did something wrong. Andie: I slept with another guy, 6 months ago. I knew it was wrong when I did it. I keep trying to tell you this and make you understand it. How many times do I have to say it? Pacey: Andie... If you wanted to sleep with him, if even just for a second, then maybe it wasn't wrong. Maybe... It was. Maybe... That was just your heart's way of telling you I'm not the one. 'Cause that's what my heart's telling me right now. It's telling me that you're not the one. Andie: [Sobbing] You don't mean that, Pacey. Pacey, you can't mean that. Pacey: Andie, I'm sorry. Andie: No. Just... Just forget it. [Scene: At Constance's House. The Homecoming queen gala is still going on. A lot of the people are dancing with the drag queens. Constance and Jen are talking to each other.] Constance: Well, Jennifer, the evening wasn't a total disaster. I will say one this. They sure to know how to dance. Jen: That they do. You know, Miss Freckling, I believe that I owe you an apology. Constance: Whatever for? Besides the obvious, that is. Jen: Well, the truth is that I intended to shock you tonight, but something unexpected happened. For the first time, I was able to see past the cliché, and I actually enjoyed being a homecoming queen. Constance: Which brings us to one small unresolved item. Hank. He adores you, you know. Jen: It's just a crush. It's completely harmless. Constance: It's more than that. He talks about you nonstop. Your presence in his life has awakened him somehow. It's quite special. Though my concern is the sentiment's not mutual. Jen: That would be correct. Constance: I had a beau, once. Heir to a mattress fortune. Beautiful man. I was 17. We courted. He asked me to marry him. I remember it like yesterday. He took off his hat, got down on one knee. It was at his mother's grave site on the anniversary of her death. Jen: What? He proposed to you at a cemetery? Constance: Looking back, I should've run from there screaming, like a woman from a burning house, but... Jen: But you didn't. Constance: No. I didn't. But the wedding never happened anyway. He led me on, Jennifer... Played me for a fool. And then he ran off to California with the girl who'd sold him his Cadillac. But the point is, the heart is a fragile thing. Break it too badly, and it might well never recover. [Scene: Inside Constance's Green House. Henry and Jen are there looking at the flowers.] Henry: She calls it the spotted heart. It's her most sacred blossom. Took her over 15 years to breed it correctly. Jen: That's older than you are. Henry: The world's most beautiful things are. [He goes to kiss her, but she stops him.] Jen: Henry. Henry: I thought we were having fun. Jen: We are. But not like that. Henry: You asked me to come with you tonight. Jen: Yes, I did. Henry: Doesn't that count for something? Jen: It counts for us becoming friends. Henry: Jen, I'm... I--I think I'm in love with you. Jen: [Chuckles] Henry, you're not in love with me. Henry: You can't say that. How do you know what I feel? Jen: You don't even know me. How could you possibly be in love with me? Henry: Because I just-- I am. Jen: I wish it was that simple. Henry: It is that simple. If it's our age you're worried about, we're not even 2 years apart. It's nothing. Jen: Right now, it's everything, Henry. Do you know how much is gonna happen to you in the next 2 years, if you do them right? Your heart is gonna swell and break a hundred times before you turn 16. Henry: How does that make me any less ready for you now? I can still care about you more than anyone ever has. Jen: No offense, but that's not saying much. Henry: Then give me a sh*t. What do you have to lose? Jen: Listen, Henry, what you need right now is somebody who cannot only understand what you're going through, but who can also go through it with you. Believe me, everything that you haven't done, I have. Henry: Except fall in love? You haven't done that. Or else you'd have someone. But you don't. Which leads me to believe that everything you think you know about love is questionable. And as long as it is, you can't tell me I'm not the one for you. Jen: Henry, what you need to know about me... And it's something that I'm just beginning to understand, is that until I can look at myself without judgment or condemnation, I'm not ready for anyone. Let alone you. Henry: You know what you just said... About my heart breaking a hundred times? Well, there goes number one. [Scene: inside Constance's House. Dawson and Gail are talking to each other.]] Dawson: I'm just sorry you didn't feel you could tell me. Gail: How does a mother tell a son, whom she's supposed to be teaching to dream, that she failed at her own? Dawson: Mom. First of all, you didn't fail. And second of all, you don't look old. You look great. Gail: Thank you, honey. Dawson: Now, as for coming home... Gail: Sweetheart, I had my reasons why I don't want to race back to Capeside. Dawson: Right. And that's between you and dad, and I don't want to get in the middle. But... Gail: But you think that I should talk to him, don't you? Dawson: I just think you could use a friend like him right now. Gail: It's not that easy, Dawson. There's way too much history there. Dawson: But there's no law saying that you can't, you know, lean on him a little. Tell him the truth. What's the worst that could happen? Gail: He could help me. We could become friends again. Dawson: Hah. God help us. [Scene: Outside Joey's House. Joey and Andie are talking on the porch.] Andie: You lied to me. You told me one thing to my face, and then you went right behind my back. I thought you were supposed to be my friend. Joey: I am, Andie. Andie: Oh, and you have such deep feelings for me that you went straight to Pacey and sabotaged everything. Joey: Pacey? I haven't even talked to Pacey since you guys dropped me off. Andie: You expect me to believe that? Joey: Well, it's the truth. Andie: Oh, ok. So it's just a coincidence that one minute we're together and the next he never wants to see me again? Joey: When did this happen? Andie: Tonight. An hour ago. Right after you went and told him that I made up the entire story about rob just to get him back. Joey: Look. Ok, Andie, I admit it did cross my mind. But I didn't believe it, not for a minute. Andie: Is that right? Joey: Look, I know you. I... I know that you're a good person. You-- you would never do anything so hurtful and plainly wrong. [Andie walks away from her to the other side of the porch] Joey: What? What did I say? Andie: Nothing. Joey: You can tell me, Andie. Andie: Look, you don't know me, Joey, ok? You don't know what I'm capable of when I set my sights on something. Joey: Andie, you're a stubborn and determined person. There's nothing wrong with that. Andie: No! It's more. It's like I've got blinders on. And all I can see is what's right in front of me. What I'm after, and everything on the edges just gets blocked out somehow. Joey: What are you talking about? Andie: I'm talking about Pacey. I love him, and I need him. And the truth is... I don't know what the truth is anymore. [Joey sits next to her on the porch and puts her arm around her.] Joey: It's ok. [Scene: Cut of several scenes. Constance sitting at a table with the drag queens. Henry walking alone along the water front. Gail and Mitch talking to each other on Dawson's porch. Pacey working on his boat. Back to Joey and Andie on the porch. ]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x06 - Secrets and Lies"}	foreverdreaming
Escape From Witch Island #307 (Dawson is working at the video store when suddenly Joey shows up.) Dawson: Joey, hey. Joey: Dawson, please tell me you have 'The Crucibles'. Dawson: Belinda checked it out, about an hour ago. Joey: Oh. Well, serves me right, I guess, for being that girl. Dawson: What girl? Joey: The girl who rents the movie the night before an all important paper is due, because her debilitating attention deficit disorder has gotten in the way of her actually reading the book. Dawson: Since when are you that girl? Joey: Well, between taking care of baby Alexander and getting the B&B up and running, I haven't had a whole lot of time for that pesky endeavor known as school. Dawson: B&B? I thought you worked at the Marina? What happened? Joey: That's a long and exceedingly soapy story, Dawson. So, what's up with you? Eve help you add anymore crimes and misdemeanors to your record? Dawson: Eve left town, actually. (an awkward pause) Joey: Well, thanks a lot Dawson. I guess I'll see you around school. I'll be the one cloaked in failure. Dawson: Hold on, you know what, Joey? What if I told you you didn't have to do the paper? Joey: I'm listening. Dawson: After we got the assignment I went up to Green and said 'Look, you really want the standard 5-pages of footnotes and cribbed encyclopedia passages chronically the Salem Witch trials, or Joey: Let me guess, you, uh, sold him on the idea of making a movie instead? Classic Dawson Leery. Dawson: Here's the best part. Jen and Pacey are also excused from doing the paper as long as they (missed the word). Joey: I guess my invitation got lost in the mail. Dawson: I would have invited you Joey: Forget about it. So what's it about? Your movie. Dawson: Well, umm, since we're reading The Crucibles, we're studying the Salem Witch trials, I figured why not do a documentary on something that happened right in your back yard. Witch Island. Joey: So basically, you're ripping off the Blair Witch Project. Dawson: I am insulted. I am making a real documentary. I want to try and use the myth of Witch Island to tell a larger story about hypocrisy (missed the world) and persecution. So, are you in? Joey: Well, you know, I could blow off the paper, I'd probably fail the class, and if I failed the class, well, that could be the beginning of a long and tragic downward spiral that dooms me to wait the tables of Capeside's greasy spoons for eternity. So, count me in. (credits) Green: In the year 1692, 13 young women, well, teenage girls really, were banished to a small island off the New England coast, because they were suspected of practicing witch craft. One night, a year later, a fre raged out of control, klling them all. Mitch: Hands down, the best high school make-out place ever. Gail: I think that's where your father and I made love for the first time. Dawson: God, mom Gail: Honey, are you okay? Jen: I gotta say, Blair Witch didn't do it for me. I wasn't remotely scared, that girl was irritating me, and I had to run to the snack bar in dire need of Dramamine. Joey: I was scared. Pacey: That's no surprise there, Potter. After all, you are quite the skittish kitten. Dawson: I thought Blair Witch was groundbreaking. Hollywood laid to waste by a couple guys with a camcorder? How cool is that. Pacey: Frankly, I think my father makes scarier movies with his home video camera. You guys want scary? Check out the Whitter family Christmas Project. Guaranteed to make your teeth chatter. Jen: You know, before we're off to see the witch, I would like to apply that there are no such thing as witches. I say witches is just a buzz word for a girl who happens to follow her completely healthy, totally natural urges, and explore her sexuality. But see, you can't do that in swinging 1690, without getting the good towns folk all up in arms. So what do these puritanical, impotent creeps do instead of reaching for the Viagra? They brand these girls as witches, they send them off to some God forsaken island to die a horrible, solitary death. Joey: Well, lucky for you, Jen, I mean, we live in a world where you can follow your natural urges without fear of persecution. Jen: You're right. I would have been so brned at the stake by now. Dawson: Okay, I think it's time to set up some interviews. Umm, Joey, lend me a hand? Joey: Sure. Dawson: And you guys rustle up some interviewees. Pacey: Yavolay(don't ask me what this means!) director! Have fun kids! Doesn't that just warm your heart? Kevin and Winny taking those first tentative steps back to The Wonder Years. Jen: Actually, it just makes me glad that you and I had the forethought not to hook up. Pacey: Amen, sister Christian. Jen: Why is that do you think? Pacey: Well, if you look at the clinical research, you'll find that the smart ass sidekick, he never gets the girl. Jen: Oh! Pacey: Now the real reason there was never a you and me, Lindley, is because you and me, we don't need anything from each other. Jen: I'm sorry, I left my decoder ring back in the cereal box. Pacey: You see, you as the girl who's wanton ways had her banished to the boonies, you needed the affection of the unblemished, small town, pure heart to validate you in your oh so vulnerable time. Right? Jen: Yeah. Pacey: Me, the suprarenal black sheep of the Whitter crew, I guess I just need the love and affection of a woman who's drive and devotion would shame me to the core that it would force me to get in touch with the, I don't know, shall we call it my inner achiever? You and me, we're different. We're on a level playing field. Jen: And I thought that Dawson was good at deconstruction. (Elsewhere) Andie: Ahh, Principle Green, do you have a moment? Green: Now's not the best time Andie: I just want to let you know that I take my appointment to the head of the disciplinary committee with the utmost seriousness and I am determined not to lose your trust. Green: That's some earnest attitude. Now if you'll excuse me Andie: Oh, I just want to let you know that the last few weeks have been tumultuous to say the least, but I am please to report that I have my priorities in order. Green: Good, I'm glad to hear that. So why don't you check with me later Andie: I'd like to run by a few ideas if that's alright. Green: (giving in) Come on. Andie: Excellent. Okay, I've read the rules of conduct (Outside school, Joey and Dawson set up the camcorder for interviews) Dawson: I can't tell you how much I miss this, Joey. Joey: Me too. Dawson: I feel lucky. Joey: So do I. Dawson: You know, like I've been able to recapture a feeling that I lost somewhere along the way. Joey: I know what you mean Dawson: I mean, granted, you know, it's only for a school project, but it's good to be making movies again. Joey: I thought you were talking about us, you and me. Dawson: That too, obviously. You know, I miss the whole, lets make a movie bug thing we had before things got so terminally angsted. You know, I'm really glad we're friends again. Joey: Friends. (Interviewing Grams) Grams: 300 years ago, harlots who were practicing witch craft were banished to that island. And what happened there has proved positive that the good Lord doesn't take lightly to those who dabble in the black (missed word). Bessie: One time in high school, this guy disappeared there. He was a big stoner. One of those guys who have Led Zepplin's "Four" playing in his head at all times. So everyone said he probably got wasted and drowned. I don't know. Some people say the witches got him. Student: Yeah, well kids just mysteriously disappear there over the years and they say it's the witches or whatever. But I think the CIA or the NSA had something to do with it. It's just like our government to come up with some occult back story to cover up their male thesis. (Pacey, Joey, Dawson and Jen are walking to the dock where they catch the boat to Witch Island) Pacey: Nobody bought snacks? Come on, guys! What is a field trip without the snacks? Nobody bought the Doritos? The Ho-Ho's? (missed word) for a Coke wrapped in tin foil. Man: It's the Dawson Leery party, right? Dawson: Present and accounted for. Mind if I ask you a couple of questions? I'm making a movie. Man: Only if you return the favor (pulls a camcorder out of his bag and starts filming Dawson). Alright. So, umm, what is your movie about? Dawson: (a little weirded out) I'm making a documentary on Witch Island. What's your movie about? Man: I'm making a documentary about all of the people making a documentary about Witch Island. Ever since Blair Witch ht, every geek with a camcorder and a dream has been out here, so. A little luck and this baby will get me on the festival circuit, right? Dawson: Yeah What can you tell me about Witch Island? Man: You kids think it's all spooky fun and kissy cool and all that, but don't get so caught up in your Scooby Doo adventure that you get stuck out there past dark. Jen: Oh, come on, we don't scare that easy. Man: She calling me a liar? You calling me a liar, is that what you're saying, huh? Listen, girls died out there, you don't think they're not a little ticked off about what happened out there all those years ago? You think they're above taking their anger out on a teenie bopper or two, everyone once in a full moon? Huh? These girls, sometimes they can't control their natural urges. Alright, all aboard, let's go. (At the island, exiting the boat) Wendy: Hey guys! Welcome to Witch Island. I am Wendy Dowlripple of the Capeside historical society and I'm here to answer any questions that you may have about Witch Island. Which, I'm ashamed to say, represents a particularly dark period in our nation's history. Jen: Oh, dear God. Pacey: Uhh, you wouldn't happen to have a snack bar or anything up here, would you? Cause I'm famished, and Cameron over there decided to cancel the 7-11 run before we got on board. Wendy: You'll find some refreshments in our gift shop, young man. Along with a lovely selection of our witch themed souvenirs. Jen: Ooh, I like souvenirs. Wendy: Making a little movie, are we? Joey: He's ripping off The Blair Witch Project. Wendy: Seen it. Come with me. I'll take you to the cemetery. Goes over real well with you film maker types. Got a lot of atmosphere. Dawson: Hey, Joey? You realize the Blair Witch was fake, right? Where as my documentary is real. (Jen and Pacey in the gift shop) Jen: Pacey, check this out. (reading out of a spell book) That wicked crush got you down? Do you stare at him for hours without getting so much as a glance in return? Do you ever call and hang up? Riffle through his garbage? Has the thought of disfiguring his girlfriend ever crossed your mind? Stalk no more, ladies with the handy dandy incantation that will turn the object of your affections into a love sick puppy dog. Pacey: Dream on, Lindley. Jen: What, you don't think it will work? Pacey: Well, not to be a naysayer No, actually, to be a naysayer, my belief in the power of spells is somewhere up there with my belief in the validity of sea monkeys. Jen: I'm gonna try it. Pacey: Really? On whom? Jen: You. Pacey: Me? Jen: Who better? You're not attracted to me in the slightest. Pacey: Not in the least. Jen: Ouch. Pacey: No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that. You are certainly quite the oeuvre vixen and I am nothing if not fond of you, but you're just not my type. Jen: Right back at you, man. Pacey: I'm brooding and cumuli. Jen: I'm sure you score way high on some girls' cute-o-meter, Pacey, just not mine. Pacey: I'm a better catch than Ty the bible beater or that skirt chasing Neanderthal Chris Wolfe.> Jen: This coming from a guy who's past two relationships have ended with the girl either leaving town to avoid prosecution or cool out in crazy camp for the summer. Pacey: Ouch. (Dawson and Joey out at the cemetery with Wendy) Joey: There's only 12. Dawson: What? Joey: Well, there was 13 witches, Dawson. 13 girls were sent here and there are only 12 graves. Wendy: Smart girl. Nobody ever picks up on that. Her name was Mary Waldeck. Dawson: What happened to her? Wendy: Her body was never found. No one knows for sure what happened but there are two distinct schools of thought. Those who like a good ghost story, well they believe she really was a witch and she haunts the island to this day. But, for those romantics out there, they believe that her lover came and took her away from this awful place. Joey: Her lover? Wendy: Yeah. I'll give you the Cliff's Notes. Mary's an orphan. She's taken in by a family named the Bennett's, and raised along their own son, William. William and Mary got along famously. So much, so in fact, that in time, they fell in love. Dawson: Uh oh. Wendy: One night, Mary and William were found in bed together. This did not go over well with the God fearing Bennett's. And in a blink of an eye, Mary was no longer their daughter. She was a witch. Joey: How horrible. Wendy: Can you imagine what this poor girl had to go through? This is a young girl no older than you, put on trial, banished to some God forsaken island for crimes that she didn't even understand, much less, commit. She was separated from the love of her life. I think that that's what makes this island such a charged place. Cause, if you've ever loved somebody that you couldn't be with, you can feel it in the air. Sadness, longing, the uncertainty. Joey: Are you taking this down, Dawson? Dawson: What do you mean? Joey: Soul-mates torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. Doomed to wonder what might have been. There's your movie. Dawson: What about the fre? Where did that happen? Wendy: Through the woods, at the church. Dawson: Can you take us there, I'd love to get some footage. Wendy: No, because I never, ever go into the woods. And if you kids are smart, you won't either. But if you do decide to go, we have some maps inside the gift shop. (Jen and Pacey back at the gift shop. Jen is mixing her potion.) Jen: Lights low and feet on the floor. Chant these words to make him yours. Darsabaloof, demoteefca, demoteeva, rennachicka, bleeth. (She drinks some of the brew) Your turn. Pacey: Excuse me? I'm sorry, it sounded like you said something about me consuming that God awful muck. Jen: Says right here that both myself and the object of my affections must ingest of the potion in order for the spell to work. Pacey: No, no, no, no, no Jen: Please? Pretty, pretty, pretty please? You don't have to swallow the precious (missed word). Pacey: Fine. Fine, but Lindley, pay back is gonna be a bitch (Pacey drinks). Jen: How do you feel? Pacey: Nice and fresh. Wendy: What is going on in here? Jen: Just a couple of crazy kids practicing a little bit of black magic. Wendy: You shouldn't mess with things that you don't understand. (Handing Dawson a map) Here, this will take you through the woods and to the church. And, oh yeah, don't get lost because it's very dark, it's very dangerous, and there's a slim chance that you will never bee seen or heard from ever again. Kay? Jen: Take that Mary Waldeck girl, for example. Was she a witch? I think not. Sounds like she just had a bad case of the warm and fuzzies. Joey: It's too heartbreaking for words. Dawson: I couldn't disagree more. Joey: How do you figure? Dawson: It clearly illustrates how love can thrive even in the worst of circumstances. Joey: Yeah, and look what happened to her. Dawson: Nobody knows what happened to her. Joey: Well, I think it's safe to assume that Mary died a very sad and lonely death. Separated from the one boy she ever loved. Dawson: You know, I don't buy that. If people are truly, madly, deeply in love, they're figure out a way to be with each other. Joey: They were young, they were split up for a long time. Maybe he forgot about her. Maybe he met someone else. Dawson: If he did meet somebody else and forgot about her, than obviously they were never meant to be together in the first place. See my point? Joey: Could you be any more naïve? Dawson: Could you be any more cynical? Jen: Could you be any more irritating? Heads up, guys, we're here. Pacey: What do you think the chances are that they got a men's room in there. I think I went a little heavy on the witches' brew. (Back at Capeside High. Andie is roaming the halls, busting people.) Andie: Spaghetti straps and opened toed shoes? Not on my watch. (gives a slip to the girl. To a guy at his locker) Inappropriate display of the female form (nudie pics in the locker) Statue 97.1 - offensive and disgusting. (Hands him a slip. To a hippie type guy) Excuse me, in case you didn't know, Elvis has most definitely left the building, and in his absence, there will be no sideburns creeping past the earlobes. Rules of conduct, baby. Read 'em, learn 'em, live 'em. (Hands him a slip. Belinda notices Andie working the student body over) (Back at the church) Dawson: Listen to this, the towns people built the church because they thought it would help the girls find God. Sent a minister over every Sunday but the girls would tease him so mercilessly that he eventually gave up and stopped coming. Jen: I could hang with those girls. (starting to leave the church) I wonder if Pacey loves me yet. Joey: They were mrder. Dawson: Beg your pardon? Joey: It says here that a group of men from the main land treated the island like their own personal brothel. When word got out, the bible thumpers got together and decided enough was enough and an angry mob came, crowded the girls into this church and set it on fre. Dawson: And that's when William must have run off with Mary. Joey: Hold on, Romeo. Why are you reading into this all of a sudden? How do you know that William didn't light the torch? Dawson: I don't know, maybe because he loved her. Joey: How do you know he was such the enlightened male, Dawson? I mean, if the whole town thinks your girlfriend is a witch, maybe it's just easier to go with the flow. Dawson: That's not the story I'm interested in telling. Joey: Well, the good documentarian looks at the story from all possible angels, Dawson. Not just from the perspective of his (missed word) and annoying world view. Jen: (coming back inside the church) Has Pacey shown up yet? Joey: Not since he went in search of a perfect tree. Dawson: We gotta get back, it's starting to get dark. Jen: You know, I'll go find him. You two go back to that boat guy and make sure he doesn't leave without us, and we'll meet you back at the docks. (Dawson and Joey walking back to the docks) Dawson: Joey, why does my optimism have you so irked? Joey: That's not what's irking me, Dawson. Dawson: What is it? Joey: What's going on with us? Dawson: God, Joey, this is not the time, or the place to run an exhausted dissertation on the state of our relationship. Joey: Right, you know, we should just stand back and watch it crumble around us. We'll deal with it later when it's more convenient. Dawson: Joey, we're friends, why can't we just leave it at that? Joey: Friends Dawson: Yeah, you take away everything else that we are, and it's what we are. We're friends. Joey: Dawson, you can't just will a friendship into existence. Dawson: You know, I give up. For the first time in my life I have no idea what you're talking about. Joey: Of course you don't. Dawson: Well, explain yourself. Joey: Dawson, what exactly do you know about my life these days? I mean, think about it. Do you know how I lost my job? How I did on the PSAT's. How the Potter sisters are eating out their meager living? And you know, I don't know a thing about your life, either. Dawson: Joey, I'm sorry if I've been distant I thought that's what we needed. Joey: You know what? The last year of my life has been this wide awake nightmare of conflicting emotions. And no matter how bad it got there was always one thing that kept me going. That was us. Our bond, our connection, whatever you want to call it. It made me feel like I wasn't alone, that I was part of something special. So, I'm not standing here whining about being friends or not being friends. It's just for the first time in my life, I'm not feeling that connection, Dawson. And it scares me. Wait! (They hear the boat starting, and rush to the dock) Man: There you are. Great. Get in, let's go. Joey: No, we can't leave yet. We got split up from our friends. Man: Stupid, stupid, stupid. Didn't I warn you guys about getting stuck out here past dark? I'm pretty sure that I did. Dawson: They'll be here any minute. Man: No, uh uh. No way, I'm not staying. Weird things happen out here at night. So, you can come with me now, or I can come back in the morning and find out if you're still alive. Dawson: We're not gonna leaving without our friends. Man: Fine. I warned you guys. I told you. Whatever you do, don't go in the woods. (Man pulls away, leaving Joey and Dawson on the docks. After nightfall, Jen and Pacey still haven't found Dawson and Joey. They walk through the woods with a flashlight.) Jen: So, do you feel anything yet? Pacey: Feel what exactly? Jen: The spell. Pacey: Yeah. I actually am starting to feel something. I think I'm starting to feel a little lost. That's what it is, lost. Jen: Yeah, I know. This, I gotta say. The idea of a wholesome biblically themed meal this evening with Grams, isn't sounding too gosh darn unappealing. I'd even consider saying 'Grace', but instead, I am traipsing around some haunted forest with the likes of you. Pacey: Why am I always the bad guy? Huh? Do I deserve this? I don't think so. What is it about me that inspires vitriolic diatribes? Take Andie for example. She goes away for the summer and sleeps with a mental patient. So I break up with her for conduct unbecoming a girlfriend, something that I think I was pretty justified doing, and yet somehow, she manages to turn it around so I feel like a creep at the end of the day. How does that happen? Jen: What, you think you're the creep? Just wait until some sweet, innocent freshman gets a crush on you, and you accidentally on purpose break his smitten little heart, thus derailing his (missed word) love life forever. Pacey: You know, love has this horrible habit of always messing things up. Jen: That it does. Pacey: But sex is nice. Jen: Yes it is. Pacey: Yes it is. Sex good, love bad. You toss it into the wok, it messes the whole thing up. Jen: This is true. Pacey: I'm starting to think that maybe casual sex is the way to go. Jen: But sex is never casual, Pacey. Pacey: Perhaps. But what if both partners agreed to the terms beforehand? Jen: Like a prenup? Pacey: Yes, exactly. Like a pre-getting busy agreement. I'm just thinking out loud here, but the concept of two horny teenagers coming together for some gleefully nasty coitus and parting as friends is positively revolutionary in this day and age. Jen: Sounds kller in theory. Pacey: No guilt Jen: No shame Pacey: No head games Jen: No bad mixed tapes. Pacey: Yeah, I hate those. You know, this may be the witches brew talking, but you are starting to look all kinds of cute. (Dawson and Joey are back in the gift shop, looking through some books and things) Joey: (reading from Mary's journal) Another day goes by without word from William. It's been but a few weeks time since I arrived on the island and yet it feels like an eternity. This time apart has me wondering if our bond was but an illusion. Dawson: Is that what you think, Joey? That our relationship was some slide of hand magic trick made to fill up some hole in your life? Joey: Look, I didn't say that, Dawson. Don't put words into my mouth. Dawson: I don't have to. Joey: Dawson, don't you ever wonder, you know, where this is going? Where we are exactly? I mean, is this just the first act, or has our story ended and we're just too stupid to realize it? Dawson: Why do we have to figure that out all right now? What's wrong with just living in the present for once? Joey: Because the present sucks, Dawson! I mean, excuse me for thinking back and looking forward, but I'm just trying to make sense of what's happening to us. Dawson: Joey, you yourself once told me that some love stories never end. What happened to that girl? Joey: She offered herself to the boy she loved - the boy she thought loved her back. And he rejected her. Dawson: Joey, listen to me. If we are truly meant to be, than we will find a way back to each other. It's as simple as that. Joey: You so sure about that, Dawson? (reading from the journal) I fill my days with memories. I remember how he used to look at me. Like I was his most valuable treasure. Has he found a new treasure? I can't help but wonder if we'll be able to find our way back to each other. The road before us seems so very long and my head is clouded with such dark thoughts. I feel our bond grows weaker by the day and I'm powerless to stop it. (They hear a bell ringing in the distance) Dawson: That's probably them. (They gather their stuff and rush out - to the church, Pacey and Jen wait inside.) Pacey: Hey. You rang? Dawson: We thought you guys rang. Jen: We didn't rang. Joey: Well, somebody rang. Pacey: Well, this is mighty peculiar people. Dawson: What? Pacey: There's no bell. Joey: Okay, I'm now sufficiently wigged. Jen: How goes the 17th Century soap? Joey: She just got a letter from William. Jen: Do tell. Joey: November 10th, 1693. Jen: That's today. Joey: That's also the anniversary of the fre. (reading from the journal) A letter today from my beloved William. He has made me so happy. He says he's coming tonight to take me away from this God forsaken place. Yet I am scared. He says there are those in town who feel we should be punished further for our crimes. (she stops reading) That's the last entry. Jen: So, you think he came back for her? Joey: Nah. He probably played her for a fool and took up with some well breed hussy from the mainland. Jen: Come on, Joey. Hop on the happy train. Sounds to me like those two were madly in love. Joey: You know, I hate to be one of those girls who mistakes pop lyrics for profound thoughts, but sometimes, love just isn't enough. Jen: And I hate to be the one to bust this whole subtextial bubble that you're living in, but do me a favor, Joey. Don't let someone else's love life dictate your own. (Pacey and Dawson sit alone talking) Pacey: You're not filming anymore, hombre? Dawson: Not feeling particularly visionary at the moment. Let me ask you something, Pacey? Do you think I made a mistake? Pacey: Where? Dawson: Telling Joey we needed some time apart. Pacey: Do you think you made a mistake? Dawson: Not at first, but I look at her now and see how far apart we drifted. I don't know. What if I was wrong? What if we don't end up together, and it's all my fault. Pacey: You wanna know what I see when I look at you, Dawson? For better or worse, I see a guy who consistently wears his heart on his sleeve. So no matter how harsh it may seem in retrospect, when you decided to put some distance between yourself and Joey, I know all you were doing was just following your heart. And with that in mind, I really don't think it's possible for you to have made a mistake. (Dawson is sleeping, and Pacey and Jen are alone behind some pews.) Jen: So, do you honestly think we can pull this one off? Pacey: I don't see why not. Jen: You don't have any feelings for me, right? Pacey: None whatsoever. No offense, of course. Jen: None taken of course. Pacey: You for me? Feelings? Jen: Hardly even think about you. Pacey: You gotta love that. Jen: So, what do we do now? Pacey: Should I take my pants off? Jen: Maybe we should kiss first? Pacey: Yeah, that's a good idea. (They start to kiss, but Jen stops) Jen: Is this the spell? Pacey: I don't know. I don't care! All I know is in November of 1999, 4 hyper-verbal teenagers running off into the woods on a witch hunt to film some ridiculous documentary for history class, and eight hours later, (whispering) two of them start making out. (They start to kiss again) Pacey: That was Jen: Weird. Pacey: Yeah. Let's try again. (They kiss some more) Pacey: How bout that one? Weird? Jen: (whispering) Not so much (They continue kissing. Suddenly they hearing screaming and shouting from outside. fre is sh*ting in through the windows. Pacey pulls Jen to her feet, and Dawson and Joey run toward them. The people outside yelling continues. The four try to push the door open, but to no avail. Suddenly the fre and noise stops. Joey tries the door again, and it casually opens. They run outside.) Jen: Can we just go home now? Joey: Look, I don't care if we have to swim home, let's just get the hell out of here. Dawson: There's got to be a logical explanation for all this. Pacey: Okay, why don't you send us a postcard, Spock, cause I for one am not sticking around to find out. (The four run through the forest to the dock. When they get there, they see the boat and board it) Joey: Hey, the boat's there. Pacey: Get in, get in, get in! Jen: Go, go, go! (The scene splits to a TV-screen, where Dawson is showing the film in class.) Dawson: But honestly, I had envisioned a much more straightforward documentary of the history of witch island, but I was surprised by what I found there. A love story. Pure and simple. Two soul mates torn apart by the social climate of their time. And though what happened to us on the island is certainly open to your own interpretation, there's no disputing the fact that the island embodies the emotional turmoil of a girl who didn't know what the future held for her and the boy she loved. Green: It's nice work, Mr. Leery. A tad derivative in the wake of the whole Blair Witch phenomenon but inspired work none the less. I particularly liked the part that . Girl: Wait, what's that all about? (Pointing to the screen) Dawson: What? Girl: It looks like two people standing on the dock, watching you go. See, look close? (Dawson rewinds the tape and pauses it, two distinct figures are now shown standing on the dock as they drive the boat away. Dawson gives Joey a look. Jen looks at Pacey. The rest of the class notice it also, and have an odd look on their faces) Boy: (Walking in from the hall) Principle Green, we have a situation here. (Green walks out with him, and into a classroom filled with people in line at a table. Andie and Belinda are there, giving detention to the hordes of people in line) Andie: and making a filthy mess in the library. One week's detention. Next! Green: Miss McPhee? You care to explain what's going on here? Andie: Principle Green, I took your advice and ran with it. I've teamed up with Belinda and we've taken the first steps towards improving the quality of life at Capeside. Green: What could all of these students have possibly done wrong? Andie: Each and every one of them was in direct violation of the rules of conduct. Green: The rules of conduct were prepared in 1957. Of course they're gonna be in violation. Now after you've dismissed these students, I'd like you to stop by my office. (Andie looks embarrassed. Green leaves. Later, Jen goes to the video store, and wakes Pacey, who is suppose to be working.) Jen: So, when are we gonna talk about it? Pacey: Talk about what exactly? Jen: What happened out there. Pacey: What DID happen out there, Lindley? Jen: I don't have any idea. But, I would just prefer that didn't get in the way of our experiment. Pacey: Perhaps we should take the shadowy, ill explained events of our brief sojourn in the woods as something of an omen. Jen: No. Pacey: No? Jen: If nothing else, that gooey little mellow drama only proves that love just mucks everything up. Pacey: So then, you're thinking would be that we should still have sex? Jen: Yes. Pacey: Well, alright then. Okay. (pause) Did you want to do it right now? Jen: Umm, do you? Pacey: I'm kinda tired, actually. Jen: Oh, fine. Roswell's on in five minutes anyway. You just let me know when you want to do it and I'll do it. Pacey: Okay, so let me get this straight If I'm ever in the need of a release, you're just gonna help me out. Jen: Exactly. But keep in mind, it's a two way street. Pacey: Of course. Well that sounds fantastic. It does. Should we, I don't know, should we kiss on it? Jen: No. Pacey: No! Jen: No, kissing is intimate, and we're not about intimacy. Pacey: Perhaps we should just shake on it then. (they shake hands) It's good seeing ya! (Cut to Dawson's room, Joey is sitting with him, looking at the still frame of the 2 silhouettes on the dock.) Joey: I mean, who else could it be other than Wendy and that boat guy. I mean, he's a guy, she's a girl, they both have access to the island. They left the boat out there for us, I mean, it's the only possible explanation. Dawson: Only possible explanation? Joey: Let's hear your version. Dawson: Okay. The girl is Mary Waldeck and the guy is William Bennett. Look at those clothes. I mean, that hat is 17th century clothes if I've ever seen them. Joey: I think the crack habit is definitely come between you and your cognitive powers, Dawson. Obviously Wendy and the boat guy were screwing with us the whole time. Dawson: Skeptic. Joey: Sucker. Dawson: Cynic. Joey: Gullible. Dawson: I don't know, maybe you're right. Maybe we've seen the world according to Dawson one too many times. Maybe we should just sit back in a movie theater out of the harsh light of day. Joey: I don't know, Dawson. Maybe you were right. Maybe William and Mary found their way back to each other after all. Dawson: You think? Joey: It's just a thought. Dawson: Joey, I want to apologize. Joey: For what? Dawson: For taking our friendship for granted. I was wrong to think that we could just pick up right where we left off. Joey: Well, it's not entirely your fault, Dawson. I mean look at us. We've spent years intellectualizing every little feeling and it doesn't count for anything. All that matter is, what we do. You know, how we take care of each other, so, let's not talk this to death. Let's take it slow and check in with each other every once in awhile. Dawson: That sounds immensely doable. Joey: Good. I think this is one X-File we're never gonna close. Dawson: Not unless we go back. Joey: No. Dawson. Come on, Joey. A sequel? Joey: Let's just see how this one opens first. Dawson: By the way, how did you do on your PSAT's? Joey: Brilliantly.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x07 - Escape from Witch Island"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 308 - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner? [Scene: Inside the local store. Jen and Pacey are shopping for items for the Thanksgiving dinner.] Jen: Uh, don't let me forget to get the creamed onions, either. Pacey: Oh, no. Mm-mmm. Jen: What's the matter? You don't like creamed onions? Pacey: No, man, they creep me out. I'm being dad serious here, too. Just the thought of 'em makes me sick to my stomach. Jen: Ok, Pacey, how about this? I promise to keep all offending vegetables out of your line of sight at all times. Good? Pacey: You know, Jen, when I suggested that we hook up today, this is not exactly what I had in mind. Jen: Believe me, Pacey, I know, but unfortunately, Grams' Thanksgiving feast Takes precedence over our burgeoning sex life. Pacey: Correct me if I'm wrong, but we don't actually have a sex life yet, do we? Jen: What, and you think that that's my fault? Pacey: Uh...Yeah. I do actually think that that's your fault. Jen: I'm sorry, Pacey I just find it difficult to... To watch you paw at me with... [Laughs] Pacey: Foreplay is no laughing matter. How do you expect a guy to do his best work in the face of scorn and derision? Jen: It's just that we're friends...Right? And seeing as how we are friends, but now we're friends that... Do that, um... It's just gonna take a lit le time getting used to. Although maybe we could find a moment later? Pacey: I can't. I think I have to go to my parents' for Thanksgiving. Jen: Ok. Pacey: I'm sorry. I have to. I figure it's probably the right thing to do, seeing as they brought me into the world and all. Jen: Gee, you sound so excited. Pacey: Well, it's such a joyous occasion. Just imagine it-- the Witter women slaving over a hot stove all afternoon just to be told that the butterball is too dry, and this coming from a guy who's been sitting on his derriere all day getting drunk and watching football. Jen: Well, even despite the creamed onions, You gotta love grams for offering an alternative. Pacey: I do. Speaking of, you know you never told me who else is coming. Jen: Don't worry, Pacey. Andie politely declined the invite. Pacey: Hey, I wasn't going there. Jen: Please. I think that she's making dinner for Jack and her dad tonight. Pacey: Sounds nice. It's good for her to have family at Thanksgiving. Jen: Come here. [She gives him a big hug.] Pacey: Mmm! Good lord, do you smell good. Jen: [Snorts] Pacey: What was that? Jen: [Laughing] Pacey: Oh, come on! Jen: I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! [Opening Credits] [Scene: Inside the Leery kitchen. Gale is cooking food for the Ryan's Thanksgiving dinner and Dawson enters after walking through the living room where Mitch is watching football.] Dawson: Hey. Gale: Hey. So. What do you think? Tell me the truth. I want my contributions to Mrs. Ryan's Thanksgiving dinner to be straight out of gourmet magazine. Dawson: It looks like the cover of the November issue to me. Gale: Ah. So while those cool, I can now get started with this oyster stuffing. Dawson: So how goes the apartment search? Gale: Oh, it's... It's coming. But you don't mind, do you, I mean me taking up temporary residence in the guest room? Mitch: [From the other room] Go! Go! Touchdown! All right! Whoo! Dawson: This is starting to feel oddly familiar. Gale: What, your, uh, father watching football and me in my apron? Mitch: Hey, Dawson, you're missing a great game in there. Whoa! Check out these pies! Dawson, grab a Knfe. Let's see if they taste as good as they look. Gale: Uh-uh. Don't even think about it. Hands off. I cannot show up at Mrs. Ryan's with half-eaten baked goods. Mitch: That hardly seems fair, does it, Dawson? She invde our kitchen, fills the house with the scent of pumpkin pie, and then tells us we can't have any. Gale: Fair or unfair, no one is going to spoil their Thanksgiving dinner on my watch. Dawson: [Laughs] Why do I suddenly feel like I'm stuck in an episode of the Waltons? Gale: Honey, why don't you go change? [Scene: Inside Gram's Kitchen. Grams is there when Jen enters carrying the grocery bags.] Jen: Ok. Grams! Grams: Ah, there you are! Jen: Hey, Sam says hi. Grams: Who's Sam? Jen: You know Sam, the deli guy. The one with the bad dentures, the liver spots, and all that nostril hair? I think he likes you. Grams: Jennifer, there's something I need to tell you. Jen: I know, I know. I won't eat any of the food before the meal is served. I will clean out my closet to hang up the guests' coats in, and I will think of something to be thankful for so I won't embarrass you in front of your prayer group. Grams: Yes. Actually, no. No, that's not what I want to talk to you about Jen: Seriously Grams, you gotta relax. It's just a meal. Grams: It's a meal with a long history. Jen: I'm sure it is. I gotta go get ready. Grams: Jennifer, I just want you to bear in mind that--that Thanksgiving is a holiday with a tradition, a tradition of people with differences, different ideas, different beliefs coming together... Sitting down together, breaking bread together in harmony. Jen: Well, despite the fact that I learned all that in kindergarten when we made those little indian construction paper headdresses, I really do appreciate the refresher course. But don't worry. I plan to stay as far out of your way on this, as humanly possible. [They walk down the hall to her room, as they talk and when she enters her room someone is there.] Jen: Mom. Mrs. Lindley: Hello, Jen. [Scene: The Potter kitchen. Joey and Bessie are in there talking while cooking.] Bessie: I'm so stupid. Joey: What? Bessie: Oh, my god. I totally forgot-- I forgot that-- you know, I forgot that thing that goes inside the bird. What's it called? Joey: The gizzard bag? Bessie: Yeah. Joey: Oh, yuck I swear, I mean, if mom were still alive, she would probably have her own cooking show on the food network by now. And look at us. Bessie: The truth is, I'm glad we're having Thanksgiving at the Ryans'. Joey: Me, too. I don't know. Maybe it's just the holidays, but... I just feel like any minute now, she's gonna come walking through that door and... Out of the kitchen, everybody! [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is in there getting ready when there is a knock on the door.] Gale: Dawson? Dawson: Come in. Gale: Hey. Ah, you're wearing your new sweater. Dawson: Mom. Gale: Ha. Sorry. Um...You know, honey, I didn't want to say anything earlier in front of your dad, but, uh...You're never gonna guess who I ran into this morning. Helen Lindley. Dawson: Jen's mom? Gale: Mm hmm. So what do you think that means? Dawson: What do I think it means? Gale: What, you think it's not possible at this very moment the two of them could be discussing a certain half-sister? Dawson: I think that's highly unlikely, considering Jen doesn't know she has a half-sister. Gale: You didn't tell her? Dawson: No. Gale: Dawson, I'm impressed. I had no idea that you had such self-control. Dawson: I'd like to brag and say it was self-control, but I think it was more gutlessness than anything. Gale: Well, then it's just a coincidence. Dawson: What's just a coincidence? Gale: Well, that one week you discover a skeleton in the Lindley closet, and then the next the aforementioned family just happens to get together for the first time in over a year. [Scene: on the Dock. Jen is sitting there and Grams comes up to sit next to her.] Grams: You've been down here for nearly a half an hour now, Jennifer. You have to come up sooner or later. Jen: How could you not tell me that she was coming? Grams: I didn't know! She just... Arrived. It seems your father was detained unexpectedly in Europe on business. Jen: Now that I can believe. Probably tossing back a vodka martini about now, drowning his sorrows... As if he actually felt any. Grams: Be generous, Jennifer. Jen: Why? My mother isn't here 'cause she really wants to see me. She's here 'cause she's got nowhere else to go. Grams: You don't know that. Jen: You know what. You're right. I don't. And how would I? The only contact that I've had with her in the past year was a phone call. Grams: You know what I think? Jen: What? Grams: I think that underneath all this, you're really pleased to see her. Well, maybe pleased is not exactly the right word. Maybe it's more like...Prepared. You are prepared to deal with the past. You're prepared to start facing the problems between you. Jen: I can't even look at her... Let alone talk to her. Grams: Maybe you can't find the right words because there's too much to say. Jennifer, for the past 14 months, I've been watching you. I've watched you change. You're more serious now. You're more at peace with yourself. It's like...You've crossed some kind of a threshold. Jen: Threshold. It's more like a crossroads, like I... Like I could just go either way. Grams: Well...I know that you will choose the right way. Jen: But in the meantime... Grams: In the meantime, one foot in front of the other starting in that direction. Come on, Jennifer. You can't stay down here all afternoon. People are starting to arrive. Besides, I'm willing to bet your mother is just as nervous as you are. Jen: You think? Grams: Absolutely. In some ways, the two of you are more alike than you know. [Scene: Outside Grams House. Pacey is outside riding up on his bike, when Jack and Andie arrive.] Jack: Hey, Pacey. Happy Thanksgiving. Pacey: Yeah, you, too, man. Happy Thanksgiving, Andie. Andie: You, too, Pacey. Pacey: I, uh... I thought you guys were spending the afternoon with your dad. Jack: Well, that was, uh, plan "A." But he got stuck in Chicago. Any other dad would have found a plane, train, automobile. Anything to see his kids, but not Joseph McPhee. Andie: You know what, Jack? I'm sure he did everything he could to get here. Pacey: What'd you bring, Andie? Andie: Apple pie. Jack: Yeah, she made it herself. Pacey: Yeah. It looks amazing. Jack: Uh...What'd you bring? Pacey: It's, um... Ha. It's...Cranberry sauce. In a can. Ha ha. Little on the lame side, I know, but it's about the extent of culinary expertise. Jack: Don't knock cranberry sauce. I mean, it's the backbone of any good Thanksgiving dinner. Pacey: Yeah. So how you been, Andie? Andie: Me? Fine! Why do you ask? Pacey: Well, it's been a while since you and I touched base. I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing. Andie: Ha ha. Ok, can somebody please tell me why guys always do that? I mean, you want to be the nice, polite friend after the break-up. You know what, Pacey? You made a decision. So at least have the strength to believe in your convictions. Pacey: You're right. Ahem. You're absolutely right. Um...Listen... Jack, I think, uh, I'm just gonna mosey. You know? I'm just gonna get off to my second stop on my Capeside tour of Thanksgiving. Andie: No, no. You know what? We are the ones who came at the last minute, so I really should be the one to... Pacey: Andie, I wouldn't think of it. Andie: I should be the one to leave. Jack: You're not going anywhere, and neither are you. Ok? It's Thanksgiving. Now, I think it's pretty cool of Grams to play host to this group of misfits. If the two of you can't get over your history for just a couple of hours and enjoy the company of your friends, you should be home eating a TV dinner under a bare bulb, ok? So get over yourselves already. God. [Scene: Outside Gram's House. Joey, Bessie, Mitch Gale, and Dawson arrive together.] Gale: Look who's here! Look at this guy. Alexander! You are so big! Happy Thanksgiving. Bessie: Happy Thanksgiving. Joey: Happy Thanksgiving. Gale: You are getting so handsome! Joey: It's weird to see your parents together. They seem to be getting along. Dawson: So it would appear. Grams: Hi everyone. Happy Thanksgiving. Come on in. Jen: All right, everybody. Coats. [Jen brings the coats into her room, where she finds her mother still there getting ready.] Jen: Sorry. I didn't realize you were still here. Mrs. Lindley: Oh, please, we can share. It is your room now, after all. Jen: No. I was just gonna drop these coats on the bed. Mrs. Lindley: I'm sorry. Jen. Um...Would you mind? Thanks. My god, you're getting so beautiful. I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong? Jen: No. No, I--I--I was-- Mrs. Lindley: Tell me. Jen: I was just remembering how I used to watch you in the mirror when I was little. Watching you put on your lipstick, brushing your hair. I just studied your every move. Mrs. Lindley: Like I was the most important person in the world. Jen: Something like that. Mrs. Lindley: Here, I have something for you. My mom gave these to me when I was about your age, and I figured that it's, um, about time to pass them on. Jen: They're beautiful, mom. Mrs. Lindley: You know I've always thought so. Jen: But I can't. Mrs. Lindley: Why not? Jen: Because where would I wear them? I mean, at home, maybe, but... I mean, in New York maybe, but here? And this is where I live now. Mrs. Lindley: Save them for a special occasion. Jen: Mom, you're the one that taught me pearls lose their luster if you don't wear them. I guess that they're like people in that regard. You should keep them close to your skin. Mrs. Lindley: Jen, please. Jen: I need to go help grams in the kitchen. [Scene: inside Gram's kitchen. Gram's is there, and Joey and Dawson enter, Jen follows shortly behind.] Joey: Is there anything we can help you with, Mrs. Ryan? Grams: Pray. Jen: Got anything in particular? Grams: General prayer would be fine. Dawson: Jen. Jen: Hey. Dawson: Rumor has it your mom's in town. Jen: Yeah. Dawson: Are we gonna get a chance to meet her? Jen: Um, I would love for you guys to meet her, but--it just that we seem to be having a little failure to communicate right now. She's currently primping in the mirror. Grams: I'm sure that she'll be down shortly. Dawson: Did you know she was coming? Jen: No. Dawson: Mm-mmm. Big surprise. Jen: Guerrilla style. It seems my mom is a graduate of the Ho Chi Minh school of parenting. Dawson: Is she here for some reason other than Thanksgiving? Any news on the home front? Jen: What, you mean is she begging me to return home to the familial fold? I don't think so. Dawson: Well, did you talk to her? I mean, it's been a long time. She must have a lot to tell you. Jen: Like what? Dawson: Like maybe she misses you. Maybe she's sorry that she sent you away, you know. I mean, I know she hasn't always been there for you. Jen: Dawson, ever since I was 13 years old, that woman has done nothing but stare at me with a look of mild disregard, like I was some stranger who spilled a cocktail on her carpet. Joey: Jen, um, we're all strangers to our parents. I mean, they love us, but they don't really know us. And sometimes before we get the chance to know them, they're gone. And so we can't ask them all the things we want to know About turnips or turkey gizzards. You know, what they were like when they were young. Jen: Joey, I'm sorry. Joey: Oh, it's ok. Jen: No, I am. I--I totally Joey: No, look. What I'm trying to say is... Why don't you give her a chance? She's your mom and, um, the reality is that, you know, she came here today to talk to you and to be with you. And I think you owe her that much. [Scene: By the Creek. Mrs. Lindley is there standing by the water's edge when Dawson comes up to her.] Dawson: Mrs. Lindley. Hi, I'm Dawson, Dawson Leery. Mrs. Lindley: Oh, Gale's son. Of course. Hello, pleased to meet you. Dawson: Pleased to meet you. Mrs. Lindley: Don't think I could have imagined a more beautiful day. Sometimes I forget how magical this place could be. Dawson: Um, you know that Jen and I actually dated for a little while. We--uh, we're still very good friends. I care very deeply about her. Mrs. Lindley: Well, that's nice to hear, Dawson. I'm glad that Jen has a friend in you. Dawson: Um... There is also something else that you should know. Mrs. Lindley: Yes? Dawson: It is not going to be easy to say this, so I'm just gonna say it and you can tell me if I'm out of line. Mrs. Lindley: I'm listening. Dawson: A few, uh-- not too long ago, I met a girl who was just passing through Capeside. And, uh, I got to know her a little bit, and it came out that she had been given up for adoption. Um, she just recently discovered this, and she was determined to find her birth mother. Mrs. Lindley: What does this have to do with me, Dawson? Dawson: Mrs. Lindley, this girl was carrying a picture of you. Mrs. Lindley: And, uh, where is she? Is she still here in town? Dawson: No, she's not. By the time I realized who she was, she left. So it's true? Mrs. Lindley: Does Jen know anything about this? Dawson: No. I wrestled with telling her, but I... I ultimately decided it wasn't my place, which is why I'm really glad you're here. Mrs. Lindley: This is a very difficult and very personal issue. Dawson: I'm sure it is. Mrs. Lindley: But as you said, the girl is gone. That's why I don't see any reason for Jen to know anything about this. Dawson: That's not entirely true. I mean, there's nothing to prevent Eve from coming back into town. Mrs. Lindley: Eve? Dawson: That's her name. Eve Whitman. And, for all I know, she could approach Jen herself. Something tells me that this information would be much better coming from you than from her. Mrs. Lindley: Remember when you asked me to tell you if you were out of line? Dawson: Look, I'm not an authority on functional families, but I-I've seen what happens when families keep these kinds of secrets from each other. I just don't want to see Jen get hurt. Mrs. Lindley: Neither do I. [Scene: Gram's Porch. Andie is watching Pacey and Jack set the table up outside. Joey comes up to her.] Joey: It gets easier, you know. Andie: What does? Joey: Being in the same room with him. [Cut to Jack and Pacey] Pacey: Does she ever ask about me? Jack: What do you think? Pacey: I'm thinking she'd probably hate me right about now. Jack: Ah, only every other day. [Cut to Andie and Joey] Joey: Andie... As a veteran of multiple breakups with the same boy, I know what you're going through. And I just wanted to let you know that the dark nights will pass. Eventually, you will find peace. Andie: Wish I could believe you, Joey. Because sometimes it's just so unbearable, and it's like this feeling of being uncomfortable in my own skin. And it's like I have to keep busy because if I stop, even just for one minute, all I can think about... Is how badly I hurt him and how badly I got hurt. [Cut to Pacey and Jack.] Jack: Well, it's not a judgment, it's a fact. I mean, you broke my sister's heart. Pacey: And she broke mine. Jack: Ok, so, imagine how much pain she's in. [Cut to Andie and Joey.] Andie: So, you guys have gotten to be pretty good friends lately. Joey: Yeah. I mean, Pacey's a doofus, but, you know, he has his moments. Andie: So, does he talk about me? Joey: Not really, Andie. You know Pacey. I mean, if he can't come up with a clever quip about something, then he goes stoic. The way he feels about you, he keeps that close to his heart. It's really precious to him, Andie [Scene: The Thanksgiving table. Everyone is seated around it, and Grams stands up to get people's attention.] [taps on glass] Grams: And now a favorite part of the meal. Shall we all stand and join hands? Dawson Leery, would you begin? Dawson: Uh, sure. I would like to give thanks for the wonderful food that was just on our table. Pacey: Indeed. All: Hear, hear. Mitch: Great cranberries. Dawson: [Laughs] Um, I'd also like to give thanks for the opportunity to gather with friends and family, who in the best of all worlds are one and the same. Pacey: Well, I'd just like to pass my thanks along to the ladies of the Ryan brood for an outstanding meal and an afternoon of peace. Both of which will be sorely lacking from the noisy, dysfunctional family feast I'll be having in about 45 minute. Andie: First of all, I'd like to thank Mrs. Ryan for her kindness and for welcoming me into her home at the last minute. Grams: Of course, dear. Andie: I guess what I'm most thankful for is my friends. All of you around this table have helped me in so many ways that you'll never know, and without you I'd be lost. Jack: Uh, I'd like to give thanks for the kind of people that take strays into their life. And the kind of person to whom it doesn't matter whether or not you're family. Just that you have a home. Joey: It's my turn, I guess. Um... I guess I-- I would just like to give thanks to all the people we love who aren't necessarily with us today for whatever reason. Just because they're not here doesn't mean we love them any less. Grams: It's your turn, Jennifer. Jen: Let me think. Well, in keeping with the theme, I guess I'd like to give thanks for second chances. For the opportunity to try and rebuild bridges that were once thought beyond repair. And for the promise of many more Thanksgivings to come. Grams: That was lovely, dear. Mrs. Lindley: Excuse me. [She leaves the table.] Jen: Grams, I'll go. [Scene: Along the water's edge. Jen is running to catch up with her mother who is walking along it.] Jen: Mom. Wait up. I didn't mean to upset you. I meant what I said. I was just being honest. Mrs. Lindley: You didn't upset me. I was just thinking. Jen: About what? Mrs. Lindley: Oh, maybe I did something right for a change. Jen: What do you mean? Mrs. Lindley: Sending you to live with Grams. Jen: Sending isn't the way I'd put it. Mrs. Lindley: Fair enough, Jen. But I don't think you realize how lucky you are. I've been searching in vain for friends like that all my life. Jen: Well, I'm glad that it makes you feel better, but as good of friends as they are, they're not family. Mrs. Lindley: No. You're right, Jen. Jen: This past year has been anything but easy for me. I've stumbled and picked myself up stumbled and picked myself up. Over and over and over with no safety net. Mrs. Lindley: I know I should have been there for you. I should have written or called. Jen: So why didn't you? Mrs. Lindley: I wish I could tell you that. For a thousand different reasons, I kept wanting to. Jen: You have no idea how much that hurts. Mrs. Lindley: I know. Jen: What did I do that was so bad? What was so wrong? Mrs. Lindley: Nothing, Jen, nothing was so wrong. Jen: Then what? Mrs. Lindley: Let me try and explain this. [Scene: At one of the picnic tables. Gale and Mitch are sitting there joking when Dawson comes up to them.] Dawson: You mind if I join you? Gale: Well, of course not. Sweetheart, I was very proud of what you said at the table today. Mitch: Dawson, check out your mom's pie. It's well worth the wait. Dawson: All right, guys, that's enough. Gale: What's wrong? Dawson: You two, acting like Rob and Laura Petrie. One more moment of false sitcomy good cheer, I'm gonna throw up your oyster stuffing. Gale: We're just trying to become friends again, Dawson. Dawson: Friends or more than friends? Mom, you move back into town and you take up residence in our guest room. Gale: What is that supposed to mean? Dawson: Are you part of the family, or are you a tenant, or what? Gale: It's not that simple, Dawson. Dawson: [Sigh] It never is with you two. All right, look. I'm obviously out of the loop here, but maybe that's for the best, ok? Because the last thing that I want to do is be caught in the middle of your drama. But...Guys, if there's something going on that affects me, then I need to know about it. Ok, you guys have to be honest with me. [Scene: Along the creek side. Jen and Mrs. Lindley are still talking.] Jen: Ok, let me see if I understand. Mother finds daughter in compromising position, and instead of sharing her own experiences as a teenager-- when she actually got pregnant and had a child-- mother instead turns into a hypocrite and sends her daughter into exile. Mrs. Lindley: It wasn't only me. There was your father to consider. Jen: Oh, yeah forgot about him. Mrs. Lindley: Just for a minute, try to put yourself in my place. Jen: Why didn't you tell me this earlier? Didn't you once think that maybe it would help me with what I was going through that you would make something easier on me? Instead of pushing me away and turning your back? Mrs. Lindley: It was a shameful secret, a secret I've had to carry for over 20 years. Jen: So the answer was then to make me feel dirty and ashamed? Mrs. Lindley: That was never my intention. Jen: Know what I think? I think that you were just afraid of dad finding out, about your indiscretion. The story of my life, just waiting for the day that you decide to take my story for once over his. Mrs. Lindley: You can think what you want, Jen. But I was not and am not prepared to wind up alone. Jen: That's the difference between you and me, mom. Because I would rather be alone than in a pathetic, loveless marriage. Mrs. Lindley: Don't go. Jen: Mom, you are the most intensely selfish person that I have ever known. Look at you. You can't even cry. Something's taken that away from you. You're numb. And you know what? You're grateful for it. Know why you're so afraid of being alone? Because the day you are, you're gonna have to look inside of yourself and you're gonna see what I've known for a long time. There's nothing there. [Scene: At another table. Bessie is standing up with Alexander. She is getting ready to go, when Dawson comes up to them.] Bessie: Well, he's had it. [crying] It's definitely time for us to go. Joey: I'm just gonna say good-bye to everyone. Bessie: Oh, just us, not you. You stay. Be with your friends. Dawson: Hi, Bessie. Are you leaving? Bessie: Oh, yeah. Dawson: Hey. Joey: So, I saw you huddle up with your parents over there. What's going on with them? Dawson: I was seeing the final chapter of the Mitch-Gale saga. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: The divorce is final. The Leerys at Capeside are officially finished as a family. Joey: You know how sorry I am. Dawson: I know. Joey: So what did you say to them when they told you? Dawson: I really let them have it this time. I looked them both in the eye, and I said "congratulations." Joey: Good for you, Dawson. Dawson: But, you know, I figure after a year of if-ing and but-ing, any decision is a good decision. Right? Joey: Um-hmm. Dawson: Besides, the only homes we ever have are the ones we make ourselves. Joey: I know what you mean. Dawson: So what do you say we really cut loose tonight? Yeah? Act out our teenage ennui in wanton, destructive ways. Joey: What do you have in mind? Dawson: Sex, drugs, rock and roll. Or maybe... We could just sit right here and have a mind-blwing 3-hour conversation. [Scene: Pacey is leaving the house, when Jen comes up and grabs his arm and pulls him along.] Jen: Come here. Pacey: Uh, where are we going? Jen: To the gardening shed to play in the enriched potting soil. Pacey: Did I miss something here? Jen: No. We agreed to be available at a moment's notice. Besides, don't you like getting dirty? Pacey: I--I do, but you see, I don't want to sound like a prude here, Jen, but I actually-- I really can't do this right now. Jen: Come on, Pacey, I can say with absolute certainty that there will be no giggling right now. Pacey: You--you, uh, just need to give me a second to catch up here. Jen: Pacey, our arrangement precludes any sort of emotional foreplay. Pacey: Yes, it does, which by extension also precludes the idea of angry sex. Now you want to tell me what just happened with your mom? Jen: Nothing. Ok, long story short. Like mother, like daughter. Seems that I'm not the only girl in the Lindley family who can't say no. Pacey: Well, wake up and smell the sanctimony, mom. Jen: My sentiments exactly. I plan to file it under "wish I never knew." Pacey: I wouldn't be so hasty. Jen: What, Pacey? Pacey: For what it's worth, as a guy who's just gone through this himself, what just happened to you is a defining moment. When you come to see your parents as human beings with their own problems, it is, oddly, kind of liberating. When you realize... They're way more messed up than you are. It's not worth your time or energy to go on despising them for it. [Scene: Later that night at Gram's House. Mrs. Lindley is packing up the car. When Jen comes out to her.] Jen: Leaving so soon? Mrs. Lindley: I think I've wreaked enough havoc for one holiday, don't you? Jen: If you're worried that I'm going to spill your little secret to dad, don't. I won't get in the middle. It's your marriage and your life. Mrs. Lindley: Jennifer. Jen: And I don't regret saying any of the things that I did. I won't take them back. Mrs. Lindley: I deserved them. I deserve everything that happens to me. Jen: What do you mean? Mrs. Lindley: Don't marry a cold man, Jen. Don't wake up at 40 and realize that one false move and everything you've built your life around could be pulled out from under you. Jen: Why don't you just divorce him? Mrs. Lindley: I can't. Jen: Why not? Mrs. Lindley: Because do you realize what happens to women like me when their marriages fail? The charity events stop, the social register inexplicably loses your address, and you disappear. You just disappear. Jen: Ever since you put me on that plane, I always thought that you hated me. But you never did, did you? Mrs. Lindley: No. Jen: If anyone, you just hated yourself. If I had realized that earlier, this past year would have been so much easier for me. Mrs. Lindley: I'm sorry, Jen. Jen: I know. Mrs. Lindley: I guess now I have to stop worrying you'll turn out like me. Because you're already so much stronger than I ever was. I guess I should be going. [Grams comes out and outs her hands on Jen's shoulders.] Grams: Good-bye, Helen. Mrs. Lindley: Bye, mom. Jen: Bye, mom. Call me sometime. Mrs. Lindley: I will. Grams: You all right? Jen: Yeah. I'll be fine. [Scene: A little later. Pacey comes riding up to Jen who is walking to the group around the bonfire.] Jen: Pacey, what are you doing here? Pacey: Ah, I just couldn't do it. You know, I got right up to my front door, and I thought to myself, what the hell am I doing here? I mean, honestly, who would I rather spend my time with, my family who thinks I'm an idiot, or my friends who think I'm an idiot? Jen: [Laughter] well, I'm glad that you're here. Pacey: Yeah? There's no hard feelings for this afternoon? Jen: Except for ones of utter embarrassment. No. I'm sorry about what happened. Pacey: Sorry? There's no need for you to apologize to me. I know this may be hard for you to believe, but it's actually not every day that a beautiful woman throws herself at me. Jen: And--and thank you. Pacey: For what? Jen: Conduct above and beyond. Pacey: Ah, it was nothing. Jen: Pacey, you're a 16-year-old boy. That must have taken superhuman restraint. Pacey: Oh, Jen, you have no idea . [Scene: Around the bonfire. All of them are seated around it.] Pacey: This seat taken? Andie: It is now. Dawson: You know what I'm thinking? It's been kind of a while, you know, since we've all ended up in the same spot together . I must say it's nice. Jen: You know, Dawson, you're right. I feel like I'm in the middle of a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving special. Andie: Oh, I love that one. That's where they all eat on the ping-pong table, but it keeps collapsing, and then they end up making the popcorn. Joey: Yeah, well, I think the group hug is a little premature, however. I'm sure we'll find a way to be estranged again in no time. Dawson: Well, before we do, I would just like to say that in a world where people who raise you end up letting you down, it's an honor and a privilege to have you guys to turn to. Joey: I can't wait for the Oscar speech. I mean, there's not gonna be a dry eye in the house.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x08 - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner"}	foreverdreaming
Four To Tango #309 (Dawson's Bedroom - Pacey and Jen are making out on Dawson's bed.) Jen: Nothing. Pacey: Nothing! Ahh! You? Jen: Nothing. God, Pacey, this is weird. Pacey: It really is. It's the damnedest thing. I mean, how are we supposed to have some lurid, purely sexual affair if every time we get together... Jen: There's no sexual tension. Pacey: Nada. Jen: Zilch. Pacey & Jen: If its me No, it's not you, it's me. Jen: No, no I mean we're both we're both two highly sexually charged people Pacey: Absolutely! Look at our track records. Jen: Oh yeah. Pacey: We're all that and then some, thank you very much. Jen: And look at the measures that we've gone through today. Pacey: We've come properly equipped (pulls a condom out of his pocket) Jen: And we've picked the perfect locale. Pacey: Absolutely. You know, Dawson and Mr. Leery both at school for the afternoon, window's always open, this was sheer genius on your part. Jen: Grams always said that that ladder was an invitation to sin. (Pacey looks at her and they both attck each other momentarily. They stop.) Pacey: This is starting to get depressing. (Beginning to put their shoes on.) Jen: All right, I'll tell you what, why don't we give it a week, keep trying in hopes that whatever sexual spark once flickered will burn again. (A door is heard slamming downstairs.) Pacey: Whoa, did you just hear somebody come into the house? (Jen looks at him and bolts for the window, grabbing her jacket. Pacey struggles to put his jacket on, when he suddenly dives to the floor for his last shoe. Dawson walks in, as Pacey is grabbing the Playstation controller. Dawson: Pacey. Pacey: Hey, man, what's happening? Dawson: What are you doing in my room in the middle of a school day? Pacey: Just playing some Crash Bandicoot. What are you doing home? Dawson: I had a dentist appointment. I came back to get my books. Pacey: You, uh, have any cavities? Dawson: No. How how did you get in? Pacey: Is that clock right on the VCR? Cause if it is, man, I should really be getting to school. (Pacey goes to leave through Dawson's door.) Dawson: Aren't you forgetting something? Pacey: I don't think so. Dawson: You sure? Pacey: Pretty sure, yeah. Dawson: Cause you're only wearing one shoe. (Pacey looks down, seeing one shoeless foot, and smiles uncomfortable at Dawson. Capeside High - Andie sits at a picnic table outside school when Jack walks up.) Jack: Hey. Andie: (referring to the papers in Jack's hand) Oh my God, I hope that is not your report on Manifest Destiny, because mine is only four paragraphs. Jack: No, no. Remember when Dawson did that story about me joining the football team on the web? Andie: Yeah. Jack: These are E-mails from people who saw it. Andie: (taking some sheets from him) Oh, Jack, this is amazing. I mean look how many people you reached. Jack: No, look, I didn't exactly reach everybody. Check this out. (reading from one of the sheets) "Dear hm, Too bad Capeside didn't make it to regionals. Our linebackers are looking forward to playing smear the qeer. Andie: Oh my God, that's so sad. I mean, some poor dumb cheerleader is wasting all of her prime boy-chasing years on that closet case. 'Kay this one looks good. "Dear Jack, Saw the story about you on the web. Have you been deluged with letters addressed 'Dear hm?' If not, then they'll come soon. That's what happened to me when I took another guy to the prom last year and the story got picked up by the AP wire." Jack: Who's that from? Andie: Um, some guy named Ben. Ben Street. "If you ever need to talk to someone who's been there and lived to tell, you can find me in the pink pages under out teens." Jack: (taking it from her) Give me that. Andie: Gotcha. You should write him back, he sounds like a nice guy. Jack: Yeah, I'm gonna write him back. He he's a total stranger. What would I say? Andie: I don't know. Say anything. It worked for John Cusack. Ok, gotta go. Bye. (Guidance Counselor's office - Pacey walks in.) Pacey: All right, whatever it is, I didn't do it. But if I did do it, then I just want you to know I take full and complete responsibility for all of my actions. Counselor: This isn't a disciplinary matter, Pacey.(offering Pacey a seat) Please. You're here because when Mr. Milo sent your file over to me, you jumped immediately to the top ten of my most in need of guidance list. And when I started talking to your teachers Pacey: Uh-oh. Counselor: You're failing math, Pacey. Pacey: I'm failing? Counselor: I'm afraid the only other grades you've got going here are four D-pluses and one very lonely C-minus. Want to tell me why that is? Pacey: Just lazy, I guess. Counselor: Has there been some trouble at home? Any- any sort of change in your family situation? Pacey: No, it's nothing like that. Counselor: Mr. Milo mentioned something about a girlfriend being sick. Pacey: She's not my girlfriend anymore. Counselor: I'm sorry to hear that. Pacey: Yeah, you and me both, but life goes on, doesn't it? Listen, you think I could get out of here? I'm probably missing a filmstrip or something. (Pacey goes to leave.) Counselor: You seem like a good kid, Pacey. Whatever's eating at you these days, don't let it win, okay? Pacey: Maybe it already has. (Computer Lab - Andie and Jack are working next to each other.) Andie: Ok, 40,000 hits? I must be doing something wrong. Jack: (looking at her screen) Oh, well you can't do a search on such a broad topic like democracy. You have to decide what you want, what you don't want, and then, you know, establish some restrictions. Andie: Okay. Oh, so it would be like, if I were searching for, say, a boyfriend, then I'd want to meet a lot of people and get to know them and eliminate the incompatible ones. Jack: You know, you really should have your own web site, www.annoyingsister.com. Andie: Hahaha, Jack. Ok, I really think that you should write this guy Ben back. I mean, he seems super nice and he only lives two towns over. I mean, you guys could end up being friends or.. Jack: Or what? Andie: Or whatever. Jack: Please. Andie: What? You worried that he has a boyfriend? Let me assure you, a lot can happen between May and November. I mean, prom guy could be completely out of the picture by now. Jack: Andie, stop it. Andie: Jack, you have to seize the day! If you don't, I'll do it for you. (Andie notices Jack isn't paying attention. He's staring at his screen where someone has instant messaged him.) Jack? What? Someone just instant messaged you. Just ht oh my God, it's Ben Street! It's him! It's him! Jack: Yeah, yeah I know. What do I do here? How do I make this thing go away? Andie: You don't make it go away. He's talking to you, say something! Jack: Now? Andie: Yeah, he's waiting. Jack: Yeah, but it Andie: Type. Jack: I I don't know what I'm Andie: Type! Go on! Jack: All right. (types 'Hi') Andie: Ok, well you have to ht send. (He hits send and the message appears on his screen.) (School hallway - Joey is walking when Pacey runs up.) Pacey: Hey, Joey. Joey, how are you doing? My, you are looking absolutely ravishing today. Is that a new uh, hair thing-a-ma-jig you got going there? Joey: You need my notes from today's class that you missed. Pacey: You missed me, huh? Joey: Oh, how could I miss you? It's so much easier to see the board without your big fat head in the way. I need these back by tomorrow morning. (She hands him the paper.) Pacey: (reading the notes) What's a cosine? Joey: You don't know what a cosine is? You're never gonna catch up by midterms. Pacey: You're absolutely right. I'm not. Not unless, of course, you Joey: Look, I'm not gonna help you, Pacey. I've been busting my butt all semester while you've been ah, who knows what the hell you've been doing lately. Pacey: I've been busy. Joey: Busy, right. Pacey, you have a very undemanding part-time job, your only familial obligation is to feed the dog everyday, and your social life is basically a triangle consisting of you, me and Dawson. Pacey: Ok, listen. Truth be told, I'm failing math right now. Yeah, so if you could find it in your heart to explain all this trig stuff to me, I'll do anything you want. Joey: Anything? (Starlight Dance Studio - Joey and Pacey are moving about the other people dancing. They seem kinda clumsy and are barely even touching each other.) Penny: Slow quick quick. Good footwork, people! Joey: (Pacey stepping on her toes) Ow! Pacey: Maybe you should probably tell me what I'm doing here before the other nine suffer the same fate. Joey: You expect me to believe that you actually have control over those lead feet of yours? (he steps on her foot again.) Ow! Pacey! Pacey: I'm sorry! Joey: Look, every year the Starlight school offers a $1,500 scholarship to the high school student who best exemplifies the spirit and grace of ballroom dancing. If you look around, there are about six people who wear their teeth to bed, let alone go to high school with us. Pacey: Which would make you what? A shoe-in? Joey: I do have to complete at least one of the two week courses. Pacey: Why didn't you get Dawson to do this with you? Or Jack for that matter? Joey: Because they don't owe me like you will after I perform CPR on your math grade. Pacey: So that's the trade-off. Joey: Mmm-hmm. Pacey: One study session for one dance class. Joey: That's the trade off. Pacey: (sarcastically) Excellent. Penny: What did I say about ribcages touching? And refresh my memory, who's leading here? Pacey: I'm trying, but Janet Reno here doesn't exactly make it easy on a fella, you know what I'm saying? Joey: Like you even know how, Pacey. Penny: (to Pacey) You lead. Pacey: We'll just give it the old college try, shall we? Joey: Oh, don't get too close. Ow! (Joey finally stands on Pacey's feet as they dance around. Pacey starts jiggling around.) Joey: Stop! (Dawson's Bedroom - As he cleans his books up, he finds Pacey's condom on the ground. The following day, Capeside High - Joey and Pacey are walking into campus.) Joey: Here, this is your assignment for study hall. I want you to do all the even problems on page 107. And show your work, don't just copy the answers out of the back of the book. Pacey: You know, if I had known the sadistic pleasure you were gonna take out of tutoring me, I never woulda let you have such free reign. Joey: Look, we're gonna spend an hour after school doing math and then we're gonna go back to Pacey: I I know, the Starlight foundation for another afternoon's trture at the hands of Miss Penny Pretty. You do realize how absolutely imperative it is that no one, and I mean no one, find out about our after school activities, because on the sliding scale of embarrassing and decidedly non-butch activities for a teenage male to be involved in, waltzing is right up there with painting your own pottery. Joey: Pacey, do you really think I'm eager to have this information disseminated to the general public? Pacey: Perfect, then were in agreeance. Joey: Exactly. Pacey: No one is to find out. Joey: No one. (Dawson walks up from behind.) Dawson: Find out what? Joey: Nothing. Pacey: No, no we can tell him. It's Dawson, right? (Joey gives Pacey a look) We were we were just discussing the fact that I am really awful at home improvement and decor, right? How are you with a roller? Dawson: I can hold my own? Pacey: Fantastic! Cauce the Pacey J. Witter Memorial addition to the Potter family home is in desperate need of painters and plasterers, all union wages. Dawson: (having a look like that wasn't the secret) Count me in. Pacey: That's good to hear. All right, so Joey? (He motions her to leave.) Joey: Yeah. Pacey: Yeah, okay let's do that. (Pacey and Joey walk away.) Joey: See ya. Dawson: Hold on, Pacey. I wanna talk to you for a sec. Pacey: Yes I, uh can't talk at all right now. I'm really trying to stay off of Mr. Milo's top ten most tardy list. Can I can I get ya after school? Yeah, okay. (Computer Lab - Jack is "chatting" with Ben Street while Andie sits and watches.) Andie: Have you asked about prom guy yet? Jack: All right, they were never really dating, okay? They just did the whole prom thing as a... as a statement. Andie: Oh, political commitment. I like that, in moderation of course. Well, what else? Jack: Uh, he's a saxophonist, um, huge Charlie Parker fan, all-conference track. Andie: Hmm, sounds hot. What's he look like? Jack: Ah, come on, that's not important. Andie: Well, yeah but he saw you on the web in your uniform. It's only fair. Jack: We're just writing here, it's not like we're going on a date. Andie: Yet. Librarian: (walking by) You know, I dated a guy from the internet once. Hideous. Jack: I'm gonna... I'm gonna get that picture, yeah. Andie: Two. One formal, one casual. No baseball hats, baggy sweaters or other articles of deceiving clothing. (Screen Play Video - Jen walks in looking for Pacey. When she rings the bell, Dawson walks out.) Dawson: Jen, hey what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be off campaigning for prom queen? Jen: Very funny, Dawson. No, actually I'm... I'm working on a project with Pacey. It's a human growth and development thing. Is he here? Dawson: Um, he isn't in till Tuesday. Jen: But he told me that he was working today. I must've gotten him confused. Dawson: That's not too surprising considering what a flake he's been lately. There aren't any especially do-able new faculty members I don't know about, are there? Jen: Pfft. What? Dawson: Well the last time Pacey was acting this weird, I ended up with taped outtakes of him and Miss Jacobs performing tree surgery at the ruins. Jen: What you don't... you don't think that Pacey's older woman fetish has returned with a vengeance, do you? Dawson: I don't know what to think. Jen: But you're definitely thinking something. Dawson: Yeah, I... yesterday I came back to my house in the middle of the day and I found Pacey sprawled out on my bedroom floor. Jen: Wow. Was he alone? Dawson: Yeah, he was playing Crash Bandicoot. Jen: Dawson, I hope that's not one of your clever euphemisms for Dawson: (laughs) No, it's just a video game. Jen: Good. Dawson: But... here's the weird thing, all right? Later that night, I found a condom on my floor, and then when I asked Pacey about it this morning, he and Joey were huddled together like it was some sort of conspiracy. Jen: Has has has, uh he said anything to you? I mean, have you- have you talked at all with him yet? Dawson: No, he he took off and he's been dodging me ever since. Jen: Hmm. (Classroom - Pacey works while Joey watches.) Pacey: Can we take a break, please? Joey: We just took a break. No wonder you're so far behind. I swear, Alexander can sit still longer than you can. Pacey: You don't understand, okay? It's just that recently, whenever I crack a book to study, it's like I automatically want to be doing something else, anything else. I mean, it seems to me that under the previous regimes in my life, every time I was studying, I was given a reward. Joey: I offered you Chex mix. (FUNNY! Bahaha!) Pacey: And I'm not talking about Chex mix. I'm talking about Tamara and I'm talking about Andie. Let's just say that those two ladies, they trained me to acquaint studying with Joey: With what? Pacey: Sex. I acquaint studying with sex, sex with studying. Now I get studying, but no sex, you understand? So it's a little hard to get motivated these days. Joey: So what you're saying is that you're merely the innocent victim in some behavioral psychology experiment gone horribly awry? Pacey: Yeah. Joey: And that you're desperately in need of some able-bodied female to help you provoke those preconditioned Pavlovian homework responses? Pacey: Yes. Joey: That is the worst pick-up line I have ever heard, Pacey. Pacey: Thanks, Toots, but I wasn't hittin' on ya. I'll have you know I have my own prospects, thanks. Joey: (laughs) Like who? Pacey: For right now, they would prefer to remain anonymous, but let me tell you, they've made it clear to me in no uncertain terms that should the mutual desire occur, that they will be more than willing to take care of all my physical needs, you understand? Joey: So is this a potential relationship or are we talking a free-trade agreement? Pacey: All right, listen. If you had the opportunity to be with somebody, no questions asked, no strings attached, no awkward first dates, no waiting by the phone, no any of that. Totally on the surface. 100% casual. What would you do? Would you go for it? Joey: A totally empty, emotionally unfulfilling sexual experience? That sounds great. Pacey: You're not listening to me. I'm being serious, but it's kind of a limited-time offer, so I just thought I'd ask you, what do you think? Joey: Pacey, I think that if you really wanted to be having causal sex with someone right now, you'd be doing it instead of sitting here having a hypothetical discussion about it. That's what I think. (Computer Lab - Andie and Jack await the picture download.) Andie: Oh, come on already. Jack: Yeah, ok, all right. All right, it's... it's happening. Andie: Ooh, not bad. Jack: You're not kidding. Andie: Jack, did you actually express attraction to a member of the male species? Jack: What? Oh, come on this is completely empirical. I mean, anyone would be attracted to that... extremely attractive guy. Andie: And I sense a blush. Jack: (reads the Instant Message) "So what do you think?" He he wants to know what I think. Andie: Okay, so you tell him that that you think that he should travel two towns over. Jack: No, I can't do that. Andie: You can and you will. Jack: Andie, come on, this is way, way too fast. Andie: Okay, so you tell him that you want to meet for coffee. I mean I can go with you, if you want. Jack: Yeah, that will be a lot of fun. Andie: Ok, Jack, agree to meet at some very safe, very well-lit public place. I mean, it's not like we haven't done an extensive background check on the guy to know that he's for real. Jack: Look, I can't, all right? Look at me, I'm shaking. Andie: Fine, Jack. You're just nervous. Here. (Typing for Jack) Um, the picture was great. What can I say? Want to meet tonight. For coffee? Both: (reading Ben's reply) I thought you'd never ask. Andie: Oh! (Screen Play Video - Dawson and Jen decorate the window display.) Jen: Dawson, I don't know how the hell you suckered me into helping you with your centennial Hitchcock window display. Dawson: It needed a woman's touch. Jen: Oh, I suppose that's where Pacey usually comes in, huh? Dawson: No, Pacey's usually in the back sleeping while I'm doing this. Jen: All right. (Looking out the window.) Well, maybe he's rediscovered his work ethic. Dawson: What do you mean? Jen: Pacey, 2 o'clock. (Pointing out the window, her and Dawson notice Pacey crossing the street. Suddenly Joey is seen by his side.) Is that Joey? Dawson, do you have one of those little signs that says 'back in 5?' Dawson: Yeah. (Starlight Dance Studio - Pacey and Joey are dancing, somewhat having a good time. Dawson and Jen stand in the doorway looking surprised.) Jen: Ok, so Joey and Pacey are auditioning for Capeside Dinner Theater's version of 'Strictly Ballroom.' Let's get out of here. Dawson: Right behind you. Penny: (stopping Jen and Dawson) Excellent! Two more young people eager to learn the sophisticated art of ballroom dancing. And people say kids these days have no appreciation for the finer things in life. Jen: Actually we're not here to dance. Dawson: We're looking for some friends. Penny: Okay, good. Well, while you look, you dance, okay? Attention, everybody! Looks like we have yet another set of delightful young people joining our class. Must be something in the air. (Pacey and Joey have a "caught" look on their face. After the commercial, the two couples dance next to each other.) Pacey: And what, pray tell, are you two doing here? Jen: Just enjoying the fine art of ballroom dancing. Penny: (to Dawson and Jen.) Didn't I say you two would be naturals? (referring to Pacey and Joey) Much better than these two and they've been here all week. But you used to date, didn't you? Jen: Uh, not right now, okay? Penny: I'm right, aren't I? You dated, it didn't work out, but then you got past all your issues and now you actually trust each other, right? See, you can see that in the dancing. You can see that the trust is there. (referring to Pacey and Joey) Now these two, on the other hand, a whole different story. I mean, look at them. Look at their form. Look at the tension in their arms. Pacey: Okay, is there some sort of problem here? Penny: Well, what did I say about rib cages touching? Joey: No, sorry. Penny: Can we do that? Pacey: It's just not gonna happen, all right? Penny: Right, see what I mean? See the hostility, the way they're wary with each other, not to mention the constant bickering and name calling. Now these two clearly are in the early stages of some screwball mating ritual. Pacey: What? Joey: Ok, you've got it wrong, Lady. Penny: Really, I do? Pacey: Oh, completely. Joey: Actually, you could not be more wrong. Penny: There's enough sexual tension here to power a Kiss reunion tour. I can't remember the last time I saw dancing this bad. True. Dawson: Wait a minute, just because they can't dance you think that they're... Penny: Well, it's this theory that I've developed based on years of experience. If people dance that badly, then they're usually hot for each other. The dancing doesn't lie. (To the class) All right, people. Let's take it from the top! (Gram's House - Andie enters Jack's room where he is pacing nervously.) Andie: Hey, Mrs. Ryan let me in. Is that what you're wearing? Jack: Good night, Andie. Andie: No, I just like you better in blue. I mean, you look fine, better than fine, you always look fine, I mean Marky Mark fine... Jack: Yeah, all right, I sense a pep talk coming on. Andie: Ok, Jack. Look, I'm your sister and I love you and your romantic future is vitally important to me, because if I wind up an embittered old maid I'm coming to live with you and your boyfriend. Jack: So you're fairly certain that I'm actually gonna have a boyfriend? Andie: Sure. Jack: It hasn't occurred to you that this whole online thing could be a complete disaster? Andie: Okay, Jack. Worst case scenario, you show up, you meet each other, you hate each other, you drink your mochachinos and you go your separate ways. I mean, that's not gonna happen, Jack. I have a really good feeling about this. Jack: I'm glad someone does. Andie: Jack, there's no need to be nervous, I mean, Ben obviously likes you. Jack: I don't even know Ben. You know, Ben doesn't know me. Andie: Thus the reason for having coffee. Jack: Andie, this is different. This is a whole new level of my life that I don't know if I'm ready for. When I walk through that door and I say hello to this guy, my entire life is gonna be different. I'm not just gonna be telling the world that I'm gay. I'm actually gonna be gay. Andie: Jack, you'll be gay anyway. I mean, if you don't go you'll be gay and without a boyfriend. Jack: Yeah. Andie: Ok. (Starlight Dance Studio - Penny is speaking to the class.) Penny: Ok, people, we're gonna play a little game. I want you to consider this musical partners instead of musical chairs. (pairing people together to dance) I want you two, you two, you two, you two, you two Thank you, you two. (She pairs Dawson with Pacey.) Pacey: What? No, I think you must've made some sort of mistake here... Penny: Come on, children. Play nice. (to the class) Ok, we are going to dance happily, joyously, enthusiastically because we love to dance! Now when you hear the music stop and I yell switch, I want you to stop dancing and reach for the nearest available partner, all right? (Jen and Joey are paired together also. The scene cuts back and forth between Joey and Jen and Pacey and Dawson.) Jen: So, when did you and Pacey discover your mutual love of ballroom dancing. Joey: Obviously just moments before you and Dawson did. Dawson: I can't get over how weird it was to see you in my room the other day. What's going on? Pacey: What? Not everybody's got the dazzling array of electronics available to them in their bedroom that you do. Dawson: And that's the only reason that you were in my house when I wasn't there. Pacey: No, no, no, there's always the lure of the Leery kitchen which, I have to say, has kind of lost its luster in Mitch's reign of terror. Dawson: So what was the condom for? Pacey: What? Dawson: The condom I found in my room. Penny: Switch! Pacey: Excuse me for a second... (he trades partners. Now Pacey is dancing with Jen and Joey with Dawson.) Pacey: We're dad. He found the condom. Jen: I know, I've already talked to him about it. I wouldn't worry. Pacey: Really? You don't think Dawson's gonna mind that we've been mapping out each other's erogenous zones between his sheets? Jen: The question's mute. He's not on to us. Pacey: He's not? Jen: No. Well, at least he's not on to me. He's cast somebody else as the female lead. Dawson: So when did you discover your love for ballroom dancing? Joey: I read about some scholarship that they were having. Dawson: Scholarship? Joey: And I needed a partner, so... Dawson: So, why'd you ask Pacey? Why didn't you just ask me? Joey: Pacey came to me first. He needed help with math, I needed help with this. That's what friends do, Dawson. They help each other. Dawson: That's all you guys are is friends? (Joey nods) Penny: And switch! Pacey: Excuse me, just for a second. I need to talk to you. (Pacey is now with Joey, Dawson back with Jen.) Joey: What is wrong with him? Pacey: Uh, nothing really. It's just, um, Dawson seems to think that we're doing it. Joey: What? Pacey: Well, you know, having sex. Getting to know each other in the biblical sense, uh... Joey: Pacey, that's impossible. And he would never think that. Pacey: No, not under normal circumstances, but in this case, I think certain events were perhaps misconstrued... Joey: What events? Penny: Switch! Pacey: Well, I just... (Dawson pulls Pacey away and the two dance.) Dawson: Ok, so do you wanna just tell me what's going on? Pacey: It's not what you think, Dawson, not even close. Dawson: How do you know what I think? Pacey: Well because, man, it's written all over your face, ok? Yes, me and Joey have been spending a lot of time together recently because we've been here trying to learn how to ballroom dance and then she's teaching me a little trigonometry. You know what's much more interesting to me is that of all the possible blonde and brunette combinations of women that you and I both know, the first one that popped into your mind is Joey. Now why is that, do you think? Dawson: Pacey, you're not going to get out of this by attempting to psycho-analyze me. Pacey: I'm just asking a simple question, Dawson. You and Joey... she's not your girlfriend anymore. Dawson: You're right, she's not. Pacey: Right, so then why are we having this conversation? You see where I'm going with this? I mean, you're the same guy who told me a couple weeks ago that the two of you just needed to go your separate ways. Dawson: Yeah, we do need to go our separate ways. It just never occurred to me Pacey: That what? That she would actually go her separate way, too? Or perhaps it didn't occur to you that her separate way would include a stopover at me, is that what it is? God, man! This is the way it always is with you! You talk and talk, but you don't listen to yourself. You say you're over her, but you're not. They're just words, they don't mean anything to you. Dawson: You don't know what you're talking about. Pacey: Look at that girl, Dawson. (he motions to Joey who is dancing with some older man) Just take a good look. She's a freaking goddess, man. How long did you think it was gonna be before some guy comes along and is interested in her? I mean, really, dude! And when that happens, what are you gonna do? Dawson: I'm just gonna take it all as it comes. Pacey: You're gonna take it as it comes. Oh great, well perhaps you should start figuring out right now because the guy that comes along is not gonna be your best friend and he's not gonna ask for your permission. The guy that comes along is gonna take one look at that woman and then just cut right in on ya. Dawson: What are you hiding, Pacey? Pacey: What? Dawson: All this analysis of my love life doesn't change the fact that you haven't answered my original question. Why did I find that condom? Pacey: (turns away from Dawson) Why do I bother? Penny: Switch! (Pacey walks away. Jen follows. Coatroom - Jen and Pacey search the coats for their own.) Pacey: God, I don't believe that guy! Jen: Pacey, chill out. Pacey: Here we are again, though I have to say the story line is starting to stretch the limits of believability. Jen: Meaning what? Pacey: Meaning that we're two red-blooded American teenagers who, weeks ago, made the enlightened decisions not to keep our bodies to ourselves and what do we have to show for it? Nothing. Nothing, how is that possible? I mean, I've spent a lot of time trying to figure this out and frankly, I'm just drawing a blank. Jen: Pacey, it's for about a million different reasons. Pacey: Really? Do you think you could ht me with a couple so it would make me feel better? Jen: Ok, how about the fact that our mothers teach us to be embarrassed about sex... or that we live in a country that thinks volence is cool but gets squeamish whenever two people under legal voting age start using the correct terms for each others body parts. (Pacey puts his arm around Jen and brings his head close to hers.) Pacey, is this your not-so-subtle way of telling me that you're ready for a return to Witch Island? Pacey: Maybe it was the dancing, or perhaps it's just the romantic setting of this coatroom, but I am definitely getting that witchy feeling. (Coffee Shop - Jack walks up and sees Ben through the window. He hesitates, then grabs for the door. Starlight Dance Studio - Joey and Dawson are walking into the coat closet.) Dawson: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to accuse you of anything, but something really strange is going on here. If Pacey's not sleeping with you, he's definitely sleeping with somebody. (As they enter the closet they find Pacey and Jen sitting in the corner making out. Joey looks shocked. Dawson chuckles.) Dawson: Whoa, what do we have here? (Jen and Pacey quickly stop.) Pacey: It's... nothing, right? Jen: Yeah, nothing. Dawson: Doesn't look like nothing. Pacey: Believe me, man, we've done exhaustive research in this area. It's nothing. Jen: Pacey and I are just friends. Joey: Is that what the kids are calling it these days? You guys are so stupid. You're both gonna get hurt by this. Pacey: Nobody is gonna get hurt by this. Jen: We both agreed that neither of us have our emotions in it. Joey: And you're proud of that fact? Jen: Joey, we were just messing around. Joey: Dawson... Dawson: They lost me at nothing. Joey: Pacey, this isn't you, I mean, Jen maybe you're trying to prove something to somebody about... Pacey: What? Hey, slow down, this was as much my decision as it was hers, okay? Joey: So is that why you named your boat 'True Love?' Because you think it's okay for casual acquaintances or even friends to just, you know, use each other as scratching posts. Pacey: I knew you weren't gonna understand. Joey: You know what? I understand. I understand just fine. (She walks out. Dawson just smiles at Pacey and Jen and follows Joey out.) Jen: I've never in my life seen somebody so worked up over just a kiss. Pacey: I don't think it was just the kiss. Jen: What do you mean? Pacey: I mean that Joey knows about our arrangement. Jen: How could she possibly know, Pacey? Pacey: Because I went to her for some hypothetical advice, but when she saw us kissing, I'm pretty sure she figured out that it wasn't so hypothetical. Jen: You went to Joey for advice about us? Pacey: Yeah I know, not so smart, huh? Jen: Smart or not smart, it's just funny you went to her. Pacey: Well, I wouldn't say that I went to her. I mean, she just kind of happened to be there. We were studying... Jen: Can I ask you something, Pacey? What is it about her? Pacey: What? Jen: She's obviously got something that makes boys in emotional turmoil just flock to her. Pacey: Come again? Jen: Come on, Dawson's the same way. Whatever small problem got to him, he went straight to Joey. Pacey: So who else would you have me talk to? I can't exactly go to Andie with something like this, so I guess I'm supposed to commune with Deputy Doug, then? Jen: Dawson. Why couldn't you just go to Dawson? Unless, of course, you don't feel comfortable talking to him about your sex life, considering... Pacey: Considering what? Jen: That your current girl Friday used to be his. Pacey: Ok, now correct me if I'm wrong, but Dawson Leery didn't actually know about you and I until, what, two minutes ago. Jen: I'm not talking about us. Pacey: What, Joey? This has nothing to do with Joey! Jen: Pacey, I saw the way that you overreacted to Dawson. I saw the way that Joey overreacted to us. I know that you're having trouble in math these days, but it doesn't take Einstein to get the sum total of these two overreactions. Pacey: You're gonna have to explain this one to me because I gotta be missing something here. You're talking about Joey Potter, right? The one who can't walk into the same room with me without gagging, huh? That Joey Potter? There's nothing going on between us. Jen: No, Pacey. There's nothing between us. No matter what we do, it's not gonna work out between us. Pacey: No, it's not, is it? Jen: No. Are you disappointed? Pacey: Yeah, I'm disappointed. And at the same time...I think I'm also a little relieved. Jen: Me too. I'm gonna go. Pacey: Okay. Jen: See ya, Pacey. (She walks out, but immediately walks back in.) You know what, Pacey? Thanks for nothing. (She kisses him on the cheek.) Gram's Kitchen - Jack enters and finds Andie sitting a the table.) Jack: What are you still doing here? Andie: Anxiously awaiting to be regaled with first date stories. Jack: Well they tell me in order to have first date stories you actually have to have a first date. Andie: What happened? Jack: I can't get into this with you. You're just gonna get on me about how I handled it. Andie: Jack, that's not fair. You're always the one who's scraping me off the concrete. Can't I return the favor? Jack: I didn't even go in, okay? I panicked. I got there, looked through the window and I saw him sitting there, waiting for me. Then I saw this couple, this girl and this guy, and when I saw them it... when I saw them, at that moment, I didn't wanna be me. I wanted to be them, and I got so upset that I just left. So I guess when it comes right down to it, I'm just not brave enough to walk through the door. Andie: Jack, you are so brave. I mean, your entire life you have been nothing but brave. Jack: Not this time. I mean, I keep taking these baby steps, but I'm not getting anywhere, you know? I'm not getting any braver. Andie: Don't be so hard on yourself. I mean, that's what fear is for. It's- it's life's way of telling us that we're not ready for certain things. Jack: Aren't you the same girl who spent the past week dragging me kicking and screaming towards my romantic destiny? Andie: Yeah, but I know when to push and when not to. It's a little something I picked up from annoyingsister.com. Anyway Jack, when it's right, you'll know it. And that's when you'll walk through that door. When you're ready. (Capeside - Dawson and Joey are walking down the street.) Dawson: If it makes you feel any better, what happened was inevitable. Joey: What was? Dawson: What we just saw. All right, look at it from a storytelling perspective. Pacey's brooding, disillusioned, tough guy persona was destined to collide with Jen's fake sexual bravado. It was inevitable. Joey: Dawson, you're the ultimate romantic! How could you not be more upset about this? Dawson: If Jen and Pacey want to mess around in a coatroom, that's their business. Joey: But Dawson, you don't understand what's going on. They made some sort of casual sex pact. They're just using each other. Dawson: Joey, we're all guilty of that. At least they're being up front about it. Joey: So you buy into this whole raging hormones theory? So you think it's okay for two people who aren't in love to just let their sexual impulses run wild? Dawson: No, what I'm saying is if Jen and Pacey made some sort of agreement, I don't think they made it because they wanted sex. I think they wanted comfort. Joey: I'm sure that's all they were doing in your bed, Dawson. Providing each other with comfort. Dawson: It's not impossible. It's all you and I ever did. Aw, give 'em a break, Jo. They're just lonely. Joey: Dawson, being lonely is no excuse to just throw yourself at the first available warm body. I mean, could you sleep with someone that you didn't love? Dawson: No. And neither could you. But I do understand the impulse. Joey: What impulse? Dawson: The impulse to... to put you hand out and want someone there at the end of your reach, to to want someone to be close to, to want to kiss or touch, even if it's wrong. Joey: That's just it, Dawson. It's wrong. If a kiss is just some purely physical thing, and if there's nothing else behind it, what's the point? Dawson: The point is that you can't control those feelings, Jo, even if they're wrong, they're there. They're always there. You can understand that, can't you? Joey: You know, I forgot my coat. I I better go inside and get it. Dawson: Okay. Joey: Good night. Dawson: Good night, Joey. (Starlight Dance Studio - Joey is walking out with her coat when she notices Pacey sitting at a table. She goes to leave, but then turns back and goes to him.) Joey: I forgot my coat. Pacey: Well yeah, you ran out of there in a bit of a hurry, didn't ya? Look, if it makes you feel any better, we never actually slept together. I mean, not even close. Joey: It's none of my business what you guys did or didn't do. I'm sorry I overreacted. Pacey: Yeah, you did overreact, didn't you? Joey: Don't act so smug. I'm not saying you're right, or that I approve of what you guys are doing. Pacey: Were doing. I'd say the time limit on the limited time offer has probably run out now. Joey: Oh. Pacey: So, you got your coat. What made you come in here? Joey: Dawson. He convinced me to take pity on your poor, misguided, testosterone-impaired self. Pacey: He did that, did he? Joey: 'Fraid so. Pacey: Man, guess I owe him another one, huh? Joey: You do. Come on, let's go. Penny: Hey, not so fast, you two. There's a class about to start. Joey: I think we've done enough dancing for a lifetime. Pacey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's not get too hasty here. We've still got a scholarship to work for, right? Penny: Oh, about that scholarship. Things have been kind of tight here at the Starlight. Joey: There's no scholarship? Penny: No, but what I can offer you is 6 months of free dance lessons. Joey: And what would we do with those? Penny: The cha-cha, the rumba, the merengue, when you're ready, the tango. It's the dance of love. Joey: Thanks, but no thanks. Pacey: Come on, think about this for a second, don't be too hasty. We may have found our calling in this dance studio. Joey: Give it up, Pacey. You definitely were not that good. (They leave, laughing. The End.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x09 - Four to Tango"}	foreverdreaming
First Encounters Of The Close Kind #310 Original Air Date: December 15, 1999 (Leery Residence - Dawson is working on his Witch Island documentary) Grams: (on screen) And what happened there is proof positive that the good Lord doesn't take lightly to those who dabble in the black arts. (Joey tosses an overnight bag through the window and climbs in.) Dawson: Nice entrance. Joey: (noticing what Dawson is working on) Dawson, isn't there a limit on the number of times a person can watch their own movie? Dawson: I I've gotta be prepared. We've got a Q & A session after the screening. Joey: Ooh, 'The Screening'. How Sundance. Dawson: Let's not blow this completely out of proportion, shall we? (Dawson kinda avoids Joey's glance.) Joey: What's the matter? Dawson: Nothing. Joey: Could it be...? Dawson: What? (he starts packing a bag) Joey: Dawson Leery, the gifted, young, self-motivated hauteur; Capeside's own Spielberg and wonder, can be nervous? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, of course I am. I mean, it's, you know, it's one thing to be a big fish in the small pond that is Capeside Joey: But entirely another to swim in the talent pool with hundreds of your egocentric competitors. Dawson: Exactly. And thank you for that gut-wrenching visual. Joey: Now I may be a little biased here, because, well, let's face it, I am one of the stars of the movie, but, it's really good. I mean, look at it this way for better or worse, this experience will only take you one step closer to realizing your dreams. Besides, you don't have to spend an entire weekend with a complete stranger. Dawson: It is kind of cruel and unusual. Joey: Yeah, well, I signed up for the College tour, and they pair you off with one of the students. Those are the rules. Dawson: Are you nervous? Joey: Yeah. But in a good way. I mean, I know we're just visiting, but this trip kinda gives me hope. Maybe one day I will make it out of here. Dawson: Hey Joey, it never once crossed my mind that you wouldn't make it outta here. Joey: It's easy for you to say, Dawson. Dawson: Come on, Jo, look at the original impulse, look at this weekend as an adventure. Alright, I mean this is this is our first fore into the real world. You know, this weekend could be a glimpse into the rest of our lives. Joey: Or, it it could be the weekend when all of our hopes and dreams just come crashing down around us, I mean, forcing us to withdraw from mainstream society and spend the rest of our days as these cynical embittered shadows of our former selves. It's just a thought. (Cambridge University - Dawson, Joey, Andie, and Jack are strolling past the buildings.) Dawson: I feel like Richard Dreyfuss from Close Encounters of the Third Kind. You know, the director's cut where he finally boards the mother ship and meets with the aliens. Joey: News flash, Dawson. We are the aliens. Jack: So, what're you thinkin', sis? Andie: These students enjoy the distinction of attending America's finest college. Founded in 1626, it was named after a British colonist who ended up donating his entire collection of books. And the original faculty teaching here in the colonial wilderness could hardly have imagined that that over the next three centuries it would become known throughout the world as a premier center for teaching and research. Dawson: (laughing) You should write for the catalogue. Jack: Ahh. It is the catalogue, Dawson. I think she sent away for it when she was about nine. Andie: Class of 2005, baby, early admissions. I'm gonna ace this interview. Joey: Well, I better go meet my room-mate. (reading from a piece of paper) Uh, A.J. Moller. Andie: Joey, you are gonna have a blast. I took the junior tour last year. Joey: As a hm? Andie: Early bird gets into college. Dawson: What are you doing, Jack? Jack: Uhh, just hang out, I guess, do the tours thing. Dawson: (looking at his watch) Well, it is about that time. Jack: Yep. Andie: I am so psyched. Joey: Me too, me too. Andie: OK, bye. Joey: Bye. Dawson: Bye. (They all go off in different directions. Inside a building - Dawson walks over to an African-American girl who is working behind a desk in the film festival lobby.) Dawson: L- double E-R-Y. Nikki: First name? Dawson: Dawson. Nikki: (reaching for Dawson's film) Movie please. (Dawson hands her his film reel.) Nikki: Which category, comedy or drama? Dawson: Documentary. Well, actually more of a Nikki: Date of birth? Dawson: Uh, three, fourteen, eighty-three. Nikki: Uh, favorite director? Dawson: Spielberg. Nikki: (looking up at him) You're kidding? Dawson: No. (She looks almost embarrassed. She takes Dawson's film reel over to another table as he follows.) Nikki: Steven Spielberg. Undoubtedly a gifted film maker, but I mean, come on, where's the edge? Dawson: The edge is fleeting. Heart lasts forever. Nikki: Say 'cheese'? (She takes his picture.) Nikki: OK, sign here, and here. (Dawson does so.) Nikki: This card will get you into the screening. You didn't fill out a synopsis. Dawson: Not enough room. You see, uh, my film started out as a documentary, chronicling the history of this so-called island which was thought to be haunted, but Nikki: Another Blair Witch Project. Gotcha. (walking away) Good luck. Next! (In the Dorms - Joey approaches a room with the number 381 on the door and knocks. After no one replies, she opens the door and finds a guy sitting on his desk with an iBook in his lap.) Joey: Excuse me. A.J.: Shh! Joey: I'm sorry, I just A.J.: Shh, shh, shh, just a second. (Joey waits impatiently until the guy finally acknowledges her.) A.J.: Yes, what is it? Joey: I'm looking for A.J Moller, is this her room? A.J.: No, this is not HER room. Joey: She's supposed to be my room-mate for the weekend; junior tour. Do you have any idea where I might find her? A.J.: Nope. Joey: OK, well, the number on my information card says 'Room 381'. A.J.: I'm certain it does. Joey: And this is Room 381? A.J.: You betcha! Joey: And you can't tell me where to find A.J Moller? A.J.: I didn't say that. What I said was I didn't know where you could find HER. Him, I can point you directly to. I'm A.J Moller. That must make you (reading off a card) Potter comma Joseph. I guess our gender ambiguous names have fostered a precarious situation. Joey: To say the least. A.J.: Before you start crying and calling home, I promise to give you one of the beds. And if if you're really nice, I'll even leave the light on for ya. Joey: I'm not staying here. I mean, this is not what I signed up for, OK? I'm supposed to be spending the weekend with someone who's going to show me what college is like, tell me what to expect. Someone A.J.: With ovaries? Joey: Yeah. A.J.: Listen, Jo, Joseph? Joey: It's Josephine. Joey. A.J.: Joey, listen. This is what college is like. Guys and girls living together, mostly in harmony. I mean at Columbia, they even have co-ed bathrooms. And if you're not up for that, maybe you should be visiting women's colleges instead. Joey: (tossing her bag to the floor) Look, maybe you're right. There's really no reason two people of the opposite sex can't spend one night together in the same room. A.J.: That's my girl. Now, if you don't mind, (with an Indian chief voice) Bigum college boy have important paper to write. Little high school girl take long walk around the campus. Joey: You're kicking me out? A.J.: You're kicking yourself out, so I can have two more hours of unadulterated silence. Joey: That's not A.J.: Careful, careful. Say 'fair' and you'll really be showing your age. Oh, and uh, Potter comma Joseph, shut the door on your way out. Otherwise I'm gonna have those idiot Econ majors playing Nerf basketball down the hall. (Joey grabs her bag and slams the door on her way out. Out on campus - Andie walks over to Jack who is reading a book. When he sees her approach, he hides the cover from her.) Andie: Hey, what you got? Jack: Uhh just uhh, you know, a guidebook to Boston. Andie: Oh. OK, tell me you are not going off in search of Thoreau's butt-print at Walden Pond? Jack: No, I hadn't planned on that. Andie: Hey, you know what you should do? I heard there's a really great art museum around here. You should go check it out. Jack: OK, maybe I will. Andie: OK. Well, I gotta go. Bye. Jack: See ya. (Once Andie is gone, Jack opens the book back up, reveal it to be "The Pink Pages" - a guide of hm entertainment and services. Admission's Office - Andie walks in and over to the Dean's secretary.) Andie: Hi. I'm Andie McPhee. Fran: (looking at a list of names on a sheet of paper) Mmm. Spell the last name, please. Andie: M-C-P-H-E-E. Fran: It says here that your appointment isn't until March. Either there's something wrong with my calendar, or you've got a very long wait. Andie: Well, uh, Mrs (looking at name plate on her desk) Boyd Fran: Call me Fran. Andie: Great. OK, well, my dad, Joseph McPhee, is an alumnus, class of '72. And he always said, if you want something badly enough, make sure you're first in line. Fran: A daddy's girl, huh? Me too, God rest his soul. Andie: So, you think maybe you could squeeze me in? Fran: Not a chance. Andie: But, uh, I just want five minutes with the Dean, that's all. Fran: The thing is, everyone else here has an appointment. Today. Andie: Uh-huh. Well, do you think something might open up? Fran: Would you cancel your university interview at the last minute? You see my point? (Andie walks off. Film Screen Auditorium - Dawson is sitting amongst all the other film applicants watching his Witch Island documentary. People scoff at it to each other, and criticize it amongst themselves. Dawson sits around awkwardly, realizing it's not going over well. When the film ends, only a couple people clap slowly.) Student: Been there, seen that. (to her friend) Where do you want to go eat? (An announcer gets up on stage as people stream out of the auditorium.) Announcer: Uh, ladies and gentlemen, if anyone has any questions or comments, uh, the film maker will be glad to, uh, answer them for you. (Dawson sinks down into his seat.) Announcer: Mr Leery? (some people start to look around as Dawson prays to be swallowed whole by his seat) Dawson Leery, can you step up here please. (Dawson finally gives in and walks onto the stage.) Dawson: Hi (he speaks too loud and close to the mic so feedback echos through the auditorium.) Oops. (Some people laugh as the announcer whispers something in Dawson's ear.) Dawson: Sorry. Uh, I'm Dawson Leery. Um, does anyone, um, have any questions, or...? (He searches the faces in the crowd for any sort of reaction.) Girl: Yeah. Dawson: (relieved) Yes, question! Girl: Where's the Joey chick? Is she here? She is hot! (Outside the Auditorium - Dawson is walking off when Nikki stops him.) Nikki: Dawson. Are you all right? Dawson: (snapping at her) Fine. Nikki: These screenings, they can get pretty brutal when the lights come up. Dawson: I can handle that. I mean, so what if my movie's not hip enough to rouse the interest of these pseudo-intellectual art-house snobs. Nikki: On the bright side. At least no-one threw things. Dawson: Thank God for small favors. (he starts to leave.) Nikki: You are upset. Dawson: Wouldn't you be? Nikki: I'm sorry about what happened in there, I really am. But in light of The Blair Witch Project, I don't know what you were thinking. Dawson: What? Nikki: Riding the coat-tails of some absurdly successful cultural phenomenon is simply not gonna cut it. I mean Dawson: Before you eviscerate my work any further, why don't you at least tell me your name? Nikki: Nikki. Nikki Greene. Dawson: Nice to meet you, Nikki. Nikki: Take this Joey character for example. I mean, who is she, and and what does she mean to you? Are you friends? Lovers? What? Nothing was clear. More troubling was that you didn't seem to understand that that was the most interesting part of your story. Dawson: Well, aren't you perceptive? Nikki: Don't patronize me. I'm trying to give you an honest assessment here. Dawson: Well, excuse me, but it's not every day that I'm subjected to an unsolicited note session from Nikki: A volunteer? Paper-pusher? My position and altruism has to validate my opinion? Well next time I'll stick to what I know more carefully. (She walks off. At a bus stop - A bus pulls up and before Jack can climb aboard, two men holding hands climb aboard. Jack hesitates boarding because of this.) Driver: Well, are you in or out? (Jack boards the bus and sits. Cambridge Campus - Joey walks through campus and finds Dawson sitting on a bench. She joins him.) Joey: Dawson! Hey. Dawson: Hey. Joey: How'd the screening go? (Looks down, obviously upset.) Joey: Come on, it couldn't have been that bad, could it? Dawson: It was an unmitigated disaster. Joey: What do those hipper-than-thou film brats know anyway? Dawson: Maybe they're right. Joey: Come on. You don't mean that. Dawson: You know, maybe the problem with having such a big dream is... you never stop to question whether or not you have the talent to back it up. What if I I just simply don't have what it takes to be a great filmmaker? Joey: Dawson, I've been there from the beginning. To most people, movies are just a way of passing time, but I was there that day that that they became something more to you. The day you decided to pick up your parents camcorder and make a movie of your own. The day that you said for the first time out loud that you were going to be a film maker. I've had the privilege of watching you take this dream and make it a reality. And you know what? I'm really proud of you. (Joey puts her arm around Dawson. The Admission's Building - Andie sits waiting for Fran.) Fran: You. How'd you get in here? Andie: Janitor. Don't worry, I I didn't touch anything. But, I brought you dessert. Fran: (laughing) And I thought I'd seen it all. Andie: Well, I thought I'd be here, you know, in the off chance that Dean Hardgrove got back early, and then I could, well, you know... Fran: You've got chutzpah, I'll say that much for you. Andie: So, is he back yet? Fran: He's a notoriously late luncher. (Andie looks sad.) Fran: What's the matter? Andie: Nothing. Fran: Do you know how many kids I have? Seven. You know how many went to this university? Zero. Didn't seem to bother them much. Andie: So you don't think I'm gonna get in? Fran: Oh, I gave up a long time ago trying to figure out who they're gonna accept. Andie: So, you had seven kids? Fran: Two are doctors, um, one's an investment banker, whatever that is. The three girls are married and one didn't go to college. Plays horn in a jazz band downtown. Which do you think is happiest? Andie: OK, so what you're telling me is avoid medical school and Wall Street, don't get married, and... skip college. Fran: What I'm saying is whether or not you attend this distinguished university will have little or nothing to do with what kind of person you turn out to be, or whether you find fulfillment in your life. Andie: Hmm. Cambridge Lecture Hall - Joey sits among other students with A.J. enters and comes over to her.) A.J.: Freshman English, huh? A good one to visit. Joey: Don't tell me you're in this class? A.J.: Kinda. Joey: (reaching to move her bag off the seat next to her) You wanna sit? A.J.: Uh, no, I can't. Joey: So I, uh, I guess this professor's really late? A.J.: No, he's not coming. They do that a lot. And then some poor schmuck undergraduate teaching assistant has to come in and try to rally the troops for what's called (to the whole class) discussion session! (A.J. walks down to the teacher's desk and addresses the class.) A.J.: Hi, guys. Professor Taylor is at some semiotics conference in Seattle, so you're stuck with me, again. Now we have a lot of visiting high schoolers in our midst today, so I thought we'd take a break from our ongoing 'great books' discussion, and ask some of them what books they consider great. (pointing to Joey) How about you. In the cheap seats. Brown haired girl. Joey: What's my favorite book? A.J.: You read, don't you? Joey: Little Women. A.J.: Louisa May Allcott. Interesting. Now I haven't read that since I was... ten or so. As far as I remember it's sort of a less successful version of Jane Eyre. Something about a girl with a boy's name? Joey: The girls name is Jo. She has three sisters, a mother, a father who's usually not around and when he is he's very impractical, and he's not the greatest at providing the material things in life. A.J.: That's right. They're poor, but they have each other. And there's something to do with a boy next door. Yeah, it's all coming back to me. OK, so Little Women. Perennial American classic, yes, but great book? Worthy of inclusion in the literary canon? What do we think people? Student 1: No way. This book is completely anti-feminist in spirit. Student 2: I concur. I mean, the heroine supposedly burns with this artistic genius, but ultimately she gives up all of her dreams, gets married and starts popping out babies. Student 3: Alcott's a minor writer. Most of what she wrote, she wrote purely for money. A.J.: And what's the lesson here? That we can't say a book is great simply because we identify with the hero or heroine. (Joey is walking down the steps when A.J. catches up to her.) A.J.: Joey, wait. Joey: Why, so you can sic one of your little over-educated minions on me? Try again. A.J.: Admittedly we were a little harsh. Joey: I concur. A.J.: You said you wanted the college experience. Joey: Don't be so glib. What you did in there was insensitive. You hardly know me, A.J. Maybe I am just some naïve little high school girl, but I was actually looking forward to getting a a taste of the fun part of the college experience, not just that mean, bitter part. Do you spend so much time staring at that iBook that you've forgotten that part even existed? A.J.: Sorry. How about we start over? Give me chance to show you what college is really all about. What do you say? (Film Auditorium - everyone, including Dawson, is spellbound by the movie playing.) Guy: (to Dawson) Have you got any idea who sht this? It's on another level, is what I think. (As the film ends, the entire audience claps and cheers.) Announcer: Let's get the gifted young filmmaker up here, shall we? (Everyone stands and cheers as Nikki takes the stage. Dawson is embarrassed and confused.) (Film Screening Lobby - Dawson walks over to Nikki who is getting candy out of the vending machine.) Nikki: Dawson! Dawson: Hey. Nikki: I need a sugar fix after all stressful experiences. (taking the candy from the vending well) Finally. Dawson: Stressful? Come on, that was a love-fest. Nikki: Don't sound so overjoyed. Dawson: Don't be falsely modest. Nikki: If it had been the other way around, I would have enjoyed your success. Dawson: So you're not only a better film maker than I am, you're a better person. Nikki: Look, can we start over again? Dawson: Yeah, lets. Nikki: So, what did you think of my film? Really. Constructive criticism only, please. Dawson: I, uh, I thought your film was was technically accomplished. Nikki: Technically accomplished. That sounds like a nice dismount off the balance beam. Dawson: Well, it's better than derivative. Or unclear. Or not understanding your own material. Nikki: OK. Maybe I was a little insensitive in my comments. I'm sorry. Dawson: Duly noted. Now, you never mentioned, before, that you were entered in this film festival. Why not? Nikki: I don't lead with my chin, Dawson. You can get hurt that way. Dawson: That you can. Well, um, you seem to have really knocked them dad. Congratulations. (Dawson walks off. In an outdoor Patio - Fran and Andie sit drinking coffee.) Andie: I think I'm gonna write about her. Fran: For your application essay? Andie: 'Who's the one person who influenced you most, and why?' Fran: You should. It might help you organize your thoughts about her. Andie: I remember one day, it was about six months after the accident, I found her by a creek. She was just sitting in the water, her blouse was soaking wet and... her hair was flustered in strands across her face. It was like she didn't know where to go or what to do. I don't think I'll forget that image as long as I live. Fran: Do you mind if I lay a dose of truth on you? Andie: Sure. After I spoke my deepest, darkest secrets, why not? Fran: One. Always wear sensible shoes. If your feet are klling you, you can't think straight. Andie: (smiles) OK. And two? Fran: Let yourself off the hook for things over which you have no control. Just because your mother couldn't get past your brother's death, doesn't mean you have to bat yourself up for making peace with it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be sticking my big nose in. Andie: No, no, I was just thinking something. Maybe when your mom starts to lose her mind, you sort of do to, you know, as a way of trying to understand what she's going through. This is so weird, I mean incredible even, that I'm sitting here, in Cambridge with Fran: A sixty year old, career secretary? Well, one thing I learned a long time ago life can surprise you, in a thousand different ways. (Cambridge Hallway - A.J. and Joey walk along.) Joey: You know, as much as I appreciate you willingness to spend time with me, I've gotta ask, where are we going? A.J.: You'll see. (A.J. takes Joey into some room with a lot of books.) Joey: OK, what is this place? A.J.: A rare book and manuscript library. Joey: Are we supposed to be in here? A.J.: What's the matter? You afraid the library police are gonna come snatch us up? I wanted to show you something. (A.J. pulls a box down from a high shelf.) Joey: What? A.J.: Have a seat. (They both sit at the table as A.J. pulls something out of the box.) A.J.: Look at this. Joey: Little Women? A.J.: Not quite. The book we know today as Little Women was originally published in two separate volumes. This is just the first. It's Louisa May Allcott's very own copy. Go ahead, look at it. Carefully. Let's see what this favorite book of yours has to offer. (Joey looks at the book in awe. She flips through it, stopping at a page.) Joey: This is the part where Jo and Meg go to Mrs. Gardiner's party. (reading from the book) 'Jo saw a big red-headed youth approach her corner, and fearing he meant to engage her, she slipped into a curtained recess. She found herself face to face with the Lawrence boy'. A.J.: (reading) "Don't mind me, stay if you like." Joey: "Shan't I disturb you?" A.J.: "Not a bit. I only came here because I don't know many people and felt rather strange at first, you know?" Joey: "So did I. Don't go away please, Sir, unless you'd rather." A.J.: 'The boy sat down again and looked at his boots. "How's your cat, Miss March?"' Joey: "Nicely, thank you, Mr. Lawrence. But I ain't Miss March, I'm only Jo." (Joey closes the book and hands it to him.) Joey: My mom used to read it to me. That's why she named me Josephine. It was her favorite book. A.J.: Was? Joey: She passed away. A.J.: I'm sorry to hear that. Joey: I guess that's why I read it. And re-read it. 'Cause when I do, it's it's like she's with me. A.J.: So so it's like a friend, the book? Joey: Yeah. Exactly. A.J.: Well, you can never have too many friends, Potter, comma, Joseph. Joey: Sooo, Miss A.J Moller, what is your favorite book? Some ponderous tone by Heroditis? A.J.: Are you ready for this? 'The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe'. Joey: Well that sounds rather infantile. A.J.: Entirely. But, like all the best things in life, simple, sweet... magical. (A Gay Bar - Jack walks in hesitantly and sees all these guys dancing together. He notices someone looking at him and heads over to the bar.) Bartender: Hey, what can I get you? Jack: Uh, I I, um, I guess I Guy: My guess is he can't handle much more than a beer. Make that two. Jack: Oh oh no, you you don't have to do that Guy: It's OK, I wanted to. Jack: Thanks. Guy: You're adorable. (Jack can't make eye contact.) Guy: You're shy, right? Well let's just start all over, OK? You're not adorable, and I am not attracted to you. Would you like to go somewhere else? I mean, this really probably isn't your scene. We we could just talk, OK? Maybe, I don't know, get to know each other a little better, and (As the guy turns to grab the beers, Jack rushes out of the bar.) (Film Screening Auditorium - the award ceremony is under way.) Announcer: Our second-place finalist is... Windscape, David Steiner. (The crowd applauds as David goes up to accept his award. Nikki is smiling, obviously confident that she's won.) Announcer: And now, in first place, the award goes to... Tommy and Moe, Carl and Michael Biggins. (The crowd applauds as Carl and Michael go up to accept their award. Nikki looks upset and rushes out of the room. Dawson follows her.) Dawson: Nikki. Nikki: What now? Time to rub salt in the wound? Dawson: You were robbed. Nikki: Excuse me? Dawson: I saw every single film at the festival and yours was the best, hand's down. Nikki: Let's dispense with the mock compassion, shall we? Dawson: There's nothing mock about it, Nikki. It's a simple fact. Nikki: If it's OK with you, I'd like to be alone right now. Dawson: How can you be so upset about this? Nikki: Like your failure didn't affect you? Dawson: Point taken. But there's a huge difference between what happened to me and what happened to you. Nikki: And what's that? Dawson: Well I learned that I have to dig deeper, and and reveal more of myself in my work if I'm going to make a film that's worth anything. You learned that film festivals don't necessarily award the meritorious. Nikki: I wanted to win, Dawson. Dawson: Nikki. Your film just wasn't technically brilliant, OK? It was inspired. It inspired me. It it made me remember why I got into film in the first place. Not to win festivals, not for glory, but to reach people. And you did, you made them laugh, you moved them. No matter what happens to me, I'm not gonna give up until I reach that goal. Nikki: You really liked my movie? Dawson: Yeah. I really liked your movie. (Train Station - Andie and Dawson meet up as they walk to the train platform.) Dawson: Are we the first ones here? Andie: Yeah, it looks like it. Dawson: So did you get your interview? Andie: Yeah, I did. Not the one I expected, but maybe the one I needed. Dawson: Pray, tell. Andie: Oh, long story short, I had this chance encounter that yielded a little clarity. How about you? Did you get what you came here for? Dawson: Yeah. I did. Also in a most unexpected way. Andie: Hmm. I think that's what screws us up the most. Dawson: What? Andie: It's like you get this picture in your head of the way things should be, and and you end up closing yourself off to some of the wonder and serendipity of the actual experience. Dawson: Who was this chance encounter with, Deepak Chopra? Andie: Yeah, something like that. (On the train - Jack is sitting by himself, but obviously saving the seat next to him and two opposite for Joey, Dawson and Andie. Someone approaches.) Ethan: Are these seats taken? Jack: Uh, yeah, I'm kinda saving them for some friends. Ethan: No problem, say no more. (he continues on, looking for a seat.) Jack: Actually, you know what? Um, it's cool. I don't even know if they're coming. Ethan: You sure? Jack: Yeah, positive. (Ethan puts his bag in the overhead and sits across from Jack.) Ethan: Do me a favor? Wake me up when we get to Capeside. Jack: You're going to Capeside? Ethan: Yep. Jack: Me too. (On the Train - Dawson walks through a compartment when suddenly a voice calls to him.) Nikki: Hey porter, is that uh, decaf or 'caf? Dawson: Nikki! Hey. What are you doing here? Nikki: I'm doing the divorced-kid shuffle. Mom's a techie, she's been transferred to Chicago, so I'm going to co-habitate with my dad. Dawson: I know that drill. My parents just got divorced. Nikki: Sucks, doesn't it? Dawson: Hmm-mm. I mean, I guess, you know, it's for the best and everything, you know, it was just a really long, drawn out long battle that Nikki: If it's for the best, then why do I still fell so lousy? Dawson: Yeah. Nikki: Yeah. Dawson: So, um, where does your father live? Nikki: Um, a place called Capeside. Dawson: You're kidding? Nikki: No, he's a- a high school principal there. Dawson: What? Wait a minute. Your father's Principal Greene? Nikki: Do not tell me that you go to school there? (They both laugh.) Dawson: This is too weird. Nikki: What are the chances? Dawson: Wow. Um, so Mr. Jordan, he's the film teacher and his film lab is actually really full. I had to beg, lie, and steal just to get in. But you know, I think I have some pull with him. Nikki: I'm already in. Dawson: What? Nikki: We've been e-mailing each other. He's been giving me this sort of, uh, private tutorial. Dawson: OK. I wasn't aware that he did that sort of thing. Nikki: You can handle a little friendly competition, can't you? (Jack talks with Ethan.) Jack: Bingham, Breely, and Buckingham? Ethan: It's a prep school. Jack: Sounds more like a law firm. Ethan: Huh. Sometimes it feels like one. But in the main, I'm just happy to be out of claustrophobic Capeside. Jack: So what brings you back? Ethan: Heartbreak. I need a little parental TLC, some chicken soup, and the comfort of my childhood bed. Jack: A long relationship? Ethan: Two years. It feels like a divorce, I swear. Not to mention that I see him everyday at school. (Jack stops suddenly.) Ethan: It's like we've broken up but still living together. What's the matter, I get under the 'gaydar'? That's what everyone says, I'm the straightest gay guy they know. What about you? Jack: What about me? Ethan: Can people tell right away? Jack: How can you tell? I mean, is it is it that obvious? Ethan: Actually, yeah. I mean, not in a raging queen way, but more in a... Jack: More in a what way? Ethan: A babe in the woods, newbie way. Jack: Newbie? Ethan: Any sweet, inexperienced young gay man destined for broken hearts. Jack: You make it sound so inviting. Ethan: Well, let's face it, most guys are clueless. Jack: How do you mean? Ethan: You'll see Hey, what's your name, anyway? Jack: Jack. Jack McPhee. Ethan: (shaking hands with Jack) Ethan. It's nice to meet you. (On the Train Platform - A.J. walks Joey out.) A.J.: I hope I didn't keep you up all night. Joey: You talked for eight hours about Ulysses. A.J.: Yeah, I know. Sometimes it's hard to get that teaching assistance stuff out of your head. Especially when you're really passionate about something, you know, 'cause then your inner geek just runs wild. So what about you Joey Potter. What are you passionate about? What do you ache for? Joey: I don't know. I mean, I wish I did... A.J.: But? Joey: Well, for the past couple of years my life has kind of revolved around this boy. How pathetic is that? A.J.: But, you guys aren't together? Joey: No. A.J.: Do you know what a manifold is? (Joey shakes her head no.) A.J.: It's a math thing. It's hard to explain. But, imagine yourself shrunk to the size of a pin point sitting on the surface of a doughnut. Look around you and it looks like you're sitting on a- a flat disk, right? But go down one dimension and sit on a curve, and suddenly it looks like a a straight line. Joey: You kinda lost me somewhere around the doughnut. A.J.: In other words, the way something appears from afar might be quite different from the way it appears to your near-sighted eye. Joey: So in order for me to figure things out, I should get myself some distance? A.J.: Take your face out of the iBook. Look, would it be alright if I were to, you know, phone you sometime? Joey: (shrugs) Well, it wouldn't suck. A.J.: OK. Joey: You got a pen? A.J.: (takes one out of his pocket) Oh. Yeah. Do do do you have a piece of paper? Joey: Um (checks pockets), no. A.J.: (disappointed) Oh. (Joey takes his hand and rights her number on it. He goes to offer his hand - to shake - but since Joey wrote on his right hand, they use their left instead.) Joey: Bye. A.J.: Bye. (As Joey boards the train, Dawson and Nikki are walking through.) Dawson: Joey! Hey, this is, uh, Nikki. Nikki, Joey. Nikki: Hi. Nice to meet you. Dawson: She's going to our school. (Joey looks back at A.J they wave at each other. Dawson notices.) Dawson: Who's that? Joey: My roommate. (Joey walks through as Nikki follows. Dawson gives A.J. one last look. Back at Capeside - Joey and Dawson are lying on his bed.) Dawson: Is it just me, or is the prospect of going to college seem a lot larger? Joey: I know what you mean. Is it the light at the end of the tunnel, or is it an oncoming semi? Dawson: Or is it both? Joey: Well, it's definitely going to take some getting used to. Dawson: Hmm. Do you ever have one those moments when you kind of just realize that the world has snuck up and completely blind-sided you? I've been thinking about a career in fast food. 'Welcome to Taco Bell, can I take your order?' It kind of just rolls off the tongue. Joey: Dawson, everything in life is not just about winning. I mean, you have to find joy in the process, you have to love what it is that you do. Dawson: Good point. Which begs the question, what, uh, life lesson did you stumble upon this weekend? Joey: Well. Well, college to me has always been about getting the hell out of Capeside, right? Dawson: Right. Joey: Well now I'm thinking that it could be more than that. I mean, it's scary, sure, but it's a world full of these deeply passionate people. I mean, people who get excited about books and ideas and theories and... it kind of excited me. Dawson: (gravely) My suspicions have been confirmed. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: That you are a really... big geek. Joey: So is it just me, or or does this room seem a lot smaller all of a sudden? Dawson: Really? (Joey nods) I was kinda thinking it seemed... safe. Joey: (getting up to leave) I'll see ya, Dawson. Dawson: See ya, Jo. (Joey leaves through the window. The End.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x10 - First Encounters of the Close Kind"}	foreverdreaming
(Capeside High School - Dawson and Joey are walking down the hallway talking.) Joey: Correct me if I'm wrong Dawson, but don't you already own a camera? Dawson: A video camera, yeah. Joey: And the difference is? Dawson: Well, imagine Schindler's List sht on a family camcorder. Alright, I mean, it... video is a great format to learn on, but the look and the feel is strictly amateur. Film is key, and if we can find her we can give it another spin. Joey: "Her"? (They enter a room, not noticing Nikki, who is messing with a film camera.) Dawson: The Aeroflex. Capeside High's one and only 16mm camera. Nikki: She is a beauty, Dawson. Dawson: Nikki! Hey, what are you doing here? Nikki: Extra credit for joining this film class. Plus, I get to be near all the equipment. Dawson: Ah, how very earnest of you. Nikki: Joey, right? Joey: Right. Hey. I heard wonderful things about your film. Nikki: Really? From who? Dawson: Um, speaking of equipment, hand her over. Nikki: Sorry, Dawson, she's checked out. Dawson: That's highly unlikely... Nikki: Yet completely true. Dawson: Well, how long has it been checked out for? Nikki: About seven days. Dawson: Then it's due back today. Nikki: Nope. She's checked out for the next four weeks straight. Dawson: There's a one week maximum. Nikki: I cleared it with Mr Jordan. Dawson: You did. Nikki: Hmm-mmm. Dawson: You checked out the camera? Nikki: Me checked out the camera, yes. Dawson: Well, there's a project I want to start working on. Nikki: There's a project that I AM working on. Dawson: OK. Well then when can I have the camera back, exactly? Nikki: When I'm done. Dawson: And when will that be? Nikki: (rolling the camera out the door) Filmmaking is not fast food, Dawson. You can't rush it. (Commercial break. Grocery Store - Jack and Jen push a cart through the store, tossing items in as they walk down the aisle.) Jen: Wait a minute. Three boxes of cereal, Jack? You're gonna need an explanation before you put those in the cart. Jack: OK, fine. First, we have our Grape Nuts; combination of taste and sufficient nutrients to make the perfect day-starter. (tossing it in the cart) From there we move onto the premier afternoon snack. The, well, underrated, but, uh, ever-tasty, Cocoa Pebbles. (tossing it in the cart) And then, we round out the, uh, cereal lovers perfect day with a yummy, late-night staple... Captain Crunch! (tossing last box in) Jen: (removing the last two boxes) If there was ever a concern that you are not Andie McPhee's brother, it's been solved. Jack: Whoa! What are you...? Come on! Jen: You're a good man, Jackie Brown, but as a grocery shopper, you blow. I'm afraid I must leave you with the Grape Nuts. Jack: Fascist. Jen: (walking off to return the cereal) Pig. Ethan: (walking up) At least you fought the good fight. Hey Jack. Jack: Uh, Ethan. From the... from the train Ethan. Ethan: I prefer just plain Ethan. Jack: Wow, uh, what are you doing here? Ethan: Food shopping. I hear it's pretty standard in one of these places. Jack: Uh, I meant, I thought you were going back to school last weekend? Ethan: I did. I came back for Capefest. Jack: Oh. Uh... what is that, I mean, is... is it like a, uh, a feed the poor type of thing? Ethan: Which one of us lives here year 'round? It's a concert. A free concert in the park. Jack: Oh, OK, so it's like a Lala Palooza type deal? Ethan: Moshing, stage diving, overpriced bottled water. Anyway, umm, there's a camp site outside the concert where everyone hangs out. I'm going down to get a spot tomorrow. Jack: Oh, well cool, that sounds like a blast. Ethan: Well if you're a fan, you should come. Jack: Uh, yeah, I'm a total fan. Ethan: Telltale fan quiz: Who's your favourite Foo Fighter? Jack: Courtney Love. Ethan: You're in the alternative nation, just not quite in the right zipcode. (seeing Jack's dissapointment) You should come anyway. (As Ethan leaves, Jen walks up.) Jen: Cute! Jack: Yeah. Jen: Aren't they all. (Capeside High school - Andie walks up to a teacher who is closing up his classroom.) Andie: Excuse me, Mr. Broderick, can I speak with you for a minute? Mr Broderick: (rudely) And you are? Andie: Andie McPhee. Mr Broderick: And you want to waste my time about? Andie: The school play. Mr Broderick: I see. Auditions are after school, so if you don't mind... Andie: No, but if you can just give me a minute... Mr Broderick: I am not auditioning at this time, comprende? I am eating lunch. I assume you eat lunch on your planet, do you not? Andie: But I'm not here to audition. Mr Broderick: I know, you want to star in the show. Andie: (showing him the play flyer) Assistant Director. Mr Broderick: I'm very familiar with the scenario. Andie: Look, Mr Broderick, I want to be Assistant Director. I'm smart, bossy, and super efficient. And the truth is, you need me. Mr Broderick: Why didn't you just say so? (Leery Residence - Dawson and Joey walk into the house.) Dawson: (acting like Nikki) Filmmaking is not fast food, Dawson. Joey: She's entitled to the equipment too. Dawson: Look, if you check out a camera, you return the camera in a timely fashion, that's all I'm asking. (Joey follows Dawson into a family room empty of furniture. Gale is there picking up a box.) Dawson: Uh, mom? What's going on? Gale: Hey. Uh, look, honey, I'm going to be taking some furniture over to my place. Dawson: Oh, OK. Gale: Just from the family room and the guest room. It's part of the settlement. I asked your dad not to say anything because I wanted to explain myself. Dawson: Mom, you don't have to explain yourself, that's how it works. Gale: I need you to keep being as positive as you can be about this, honey. It's going to make it so much easier on all of us. Dawson: Well, I aim to please. Gale: Thank you for understanding. (Gale walks off with the box. Joey looks at Dawson, knowing he's very affected by this.) Joey: Do you want to talk? Dawson: (shrugs) What's there to say? Joey: About what you're feeling. Dawson: I'm thinking my parents are divorced and I'm glad it's finally over. Joey: Dawson, I said what you're feeling. Dawson: (walking away) I'm still working on that one. (Cape Fest - Jack and Jen are carrying their stuff, looking for a spot to camp out. Actually, Jack is just looking for Ethan.) Jack: This is gonna be great, I mean, sleeping out under the stars, fresh breeze off the ocean, call of the wild... Jen: It's the call of nature I'm worried about. Jack, where are the chemical toilets? Jack: I dunno. What do you say we set up here? Jen: God, I thought I'd go to extreme measures to get into some guy's pants. Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa, I am not trying to get into his pants. For crying out loud, this is the first gay guy that I've actually conversed with, excuse me for wanting to get to know him. Jen: Jack, I know. Just be aware that you're venturing into new territory here. And that before you take this great big emotional leap, Jack, you should be willing to admit that you're taking it. Don't just try and brush it off as simply wanting to get to know somebody. Jack: I'm telling you, it's all it is. Jen: OK. Even still, take my advice - play it cool. Let him come to you. Jack: I think I'm gonna see if I can find him. (He walks off, leaving Jen with all the equipment.) (Capeside High Auditorium - The audtions have started, and quite frankly, they are terrible. Mr. Broderick and Andie make faces as the camera goes through various people reading lines off the script.) Student 1: (passionately) Okay Cory, maybe you're right, maybe love isn't enough, maybe two people should have to take more than a blood test... Student 2: (monotone) ...maybe love isn't enough... Student 3: Okay Cory, maybe you're right, maybe love isn't enough... Student 1: (passionately)...maybe two people should have to take more than a blood test, maybe they should be checked for common sense... Student 2: ...maybe they should be checked for common... Student 3: ...common sense, understanding... Student 1: ...maybe they should be checked for common sense, understanding, and emotional maturity. Student 4: (this one isn't nearly bad as the rest) Okay Cory, maybe you're right, maybe love isn't enough, maybe two people should have to take more than a blood test, maybe they should be checked for common sense, understanding and emotional maturity. Andie: (to Mr. Broderick) I like him. What do you think? Mr Broderick: I think I'm getting a migraine. Andie: I think he's got a certain dramatic flair. Mr Broderick: I've got someone else in mind. Andie: Who 'someone else'? We are out of someone else's. Mr Broderick: Granted, the boy I know is a deplorable student and he has the ethics of a billy goat. Andie: We've already cast our Cory and Valasgo, please don't let our only Paul slip away. Mr Broderick: Have no fear, Miss McPhee. I cut a deal with one of my students. The kid is a natural with comedy. Andie: Okay, Mr Broderick, if I may be so bold. From my limited perspective, I see but two kinds of actors - those with talent... and those with the ability to expand on that talent. Which requires maturity, which requires a sense of responsibility, which requires the ability to come both prepared and on time. Pacey: Hey you guys, I'm sorry I'm late. I'm here to read for the role of Paul. Pacey Witter. Mr Broderick: That's him, that's our Paul. (Andie has this, 'you gotta be kidding' look on her face. Nikki's House - she is sitting on a porch swing reading when Dawson walks up.) Nikki: Dawson, tell me this isn't an attempt to repossess the camera. Dawson: I just want to reiterate something. Nikki: Reiterate away. Dawson: Okay, I get this little ego trip. I know you're the principal's daughter, but that does not give you the right to be selfish or rude... Nikki: Dawson. I didn't know you wanted to use the camera. But... you're just gonna have to get used to it. Principal Greene: I thought I heard a familiar sounding voice. If it isn't my second favourite student filmmaker. How are you, Dawson? Dawson: Principal Greene. Good. Principal Greene: So I understand you and Nikki have become fast friends. Dawson: Yeah, yeah. Principal Greene: I had a feeling you two would ht it off. Hey listen, why don't you stay and join us for supper? Dawson: I couldn't, I gotta... Nikki: Oh, Daddy, I'm sure Dawson has other plans. Principal Greene: Now wait a minute. As your father and as your principal, I think I'm gonna have to pull rank here. Besides, how often do I get a chance to have a nice meal with one of my students? And I promise not to talk too much about my lovely little daughter. Come on. (Dawson follows the two inside. Cape Fest - Jack is looking for Ethan.) Ethan: (up in a tree, what is now a hippy?) Hey there. So you decided to show. Jack: One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind. Ethan: You here by yourself, or with? Jack: Um, with... a girl. She's, uh, a friend of mine. She's setting up our tent. What about you? Ethan: All by my lonesome. Jack: Umm, ah... Ethan: So, you want to go grab a bite to eat, take a walk, what? Jack: Yeah. Uh, to both. Whatever. Ethan: Come on, I'll lead the way. (Scene cuts to Jack and Ethan walking on the beach talking.) Ethan: After the train ride I thought for sure you'd ask for my number. Jack: Yeah well, typical paranoia set in. Hey, what can I say? Ethan: I figured as much. Jack: How come you didn't ask for mine? Ethan: Because I could. It's more important that you learn to ask. You're the newbie, remember? Jack: Yeah, newbie. Barely 'outed' gay kid soon to have his heart broken, right? Ethan: Good recall! Jack: Well there's not much I'm gonna forget about that conversation, it was a first for me. Ethan: It was your first time talking to another gay kid? Jack: Yeah, well, unless you count the Internet. Ethan: I... I don't. (Cape Fest - Jen is wrestling with the tent when a kid walks by eating a burger. Jen looks hungrily at him.) Jen: Hey man, where'd you get that? Guy: (pointing behind him) Over there. This guy's like a genius with a veggie burger. (Jack walks up to a crowd of people, someone yelling "Veggie burgers! Get 'em while they're hot!". As the crowd parts, Henry is seen behind a BBQ grill, making burgers. He doesn't notice Jen.) Henry: (not looking up) You want your bun toasted? Jen: I thought you'd never ask. (Hearing Jen's voice, he looks up at her.) Jen: Hey. Henry: (softly) Hey. Jen: It's quite a crowd you have here. Henry: Listen, I... I really don't have time for small talk at the moment. Did... did you want a burger, or not? Jen: Yes. (pause) You know, I was wondering if you could give me a hand with my tent. I was never much of a girl scout. (Jen smiles at him, but Henry doesn't return one.) Henry: Stanley? Take over here for a minute, will you? (He follows Jen as she walks back to her tent.) Jen: So you never told me you were a vegetarian. Henry: You never asked. Jen: Do I detect a note of ambivalence in seeing me? Henry: That would be correct. Jen: Any particular reason? Henry: You... you mean besides the fact that you led me on for the sole purpose of crushing me underfoot? Jen: That's not true Henry, and you know it. Henry: Well, you could have fooled me. Jen: What are you talking about? Henry: Don't tell me that you're not taking some small satisfaction in... Jen: In what? Henry: Being on the requited side of unrequited love. Jen: Henry, I thought that you and I agreed to be friends? Henry: Friends? You haven't even noticed, have you? Jen: What? Noticed what... Henry: That we haven't even spoken in over a month. For the past four weeks I've been giving you the silent treatment, and it hasn't even registered on your radar screen. Hell, I could have fallen off a cliff ten thousand feet for all you care... Jen: That's not true... Henry: You know what? You can put up your own damned tent. (Henry walks off, leaving Jen quite confused. Principal Green's House - the three are sitting at the table eating.) Principal Greene: Dawson, you're looking at possibly the only little girl in America who wanted a super eight camera for her tenth birthday. Nikki, should I tell him the name of your first cinematic achievement? Nikki: Oh, don't you dare! Principal Greene: 'A Day in the Life of Daddy'. She followed we around all day long. Nikki: James Cameron of third grade. Principal Greene: So tell me, has she enlisted your for her new film? Dawson: Uh, no, she hasn't. I don't even know what it's about. Nikki: That's between me and my crew. Dawson: So in order to bask in the glory of this mind-bending idea of yours, I have to offer my services? Nikki: Is that an offer? Dawson: Are you asking for my help? Nikki: I don't need any help, Dawson. Principal Greene: I think it would be a great idea for you two to work together. Nikki: Forget it. Dawson: I don't think that... Principal Greene: Sorry I mentioned it. Dawson: Yep. (Cape Fest - Jack and Ethan are walking off the beach back into the camp sites.) Jack: You knew that young you were attracted to men? Ethan: No, I knew that young that I was different. Being gay isn't about what sex you're attracted to, it forms so much of what and who you are. Jack: You lost me. Ethan: I'll make it simple. You haven't talked to another gay kid, so you definitely haven't kissed one, right? Jack: No. Ethan: But you still know you're gay. Jack: Sure. Ethan: How? Jack: I just know, I guess. Ethan: Everyone always wants to define gay and straight by who you sleep with. It's not about that. It... it's about moments, it's about being too nervous to ask for my number. It's about conversations like this, alright? It's about who and what you love, and that's why you can't erase it, because it's not just a part of your life... it's everywhere. (look at his camp site) Unlike my stuff. Jack: What? Ethan: My camping gear. It's gone. (Capeside High Hallway- They both come around different corners, about to walk up the stairs.) Pacey: Well, after you. Andie: I want you to quit. Pacey: Listen, he saw my potential, okay? Andie: No, no, no, no, no. This was my after school activity. Pacey: But I'm the lead in the play. Andie: I want you to quit! Pacey: Listen, the guy said he'd give me a C in English, what do you want? Andie: Oh, and that's what it's come to? Anything for a C? What's happened to you? Pacey: OK. Not that any of this is your concern, but Mr Broderick says he thinks I might actually be good at this and so do I. Andie: OK, listen. Mr Broderick may be a lousy English teacher, but as a theatre director, he is probing new lows, Pacey. Rumour has it that he has botched every school play for the past five years. And, it's only been by sheer force of will that the past student theatre geeks have managed to sandbag his bi-hourly nervous breakdowns. Pacey: So what's your point? Andie: My point is, I got into this to get over you, okay? To give myself a new focus, and instead your presence is giving me perpetual myopia. Pacey: What? We haven't even done one rehearsal yet. You want me to throw my whole theatre career to the wind? Andie: Ooh. OK, listen, Sir Barrymore, our director is irrational. And your lack of ability, though not apparent to him yet, is enough to send him over the proverbial edge, and me with him. Pacey: Fine. You quit then. Andie: I most certainly will not... Pacey: I'm not going to quit. Witter's aren't quitters. Andie: Oh, oh that's really cute. You know what? Fine, just... don't. Pacey: Fine. I won't. (Principal Green's house - Dawson enters Nikki's bedroom to get his coat, but then stops to notice the decor. Nikki enters.) Nikki: Dawson? Dawson: Hey. I must say, film-geekdom is definitely not evident in your bedroom decor. Nikki: Your room, let me guess? Wall-to-wall Spielberg film sheets? Dawson: Ahhh, yeah. More or less a shrine. Nikki: I figured as much. Dawson: You say that like it's a bad thing. Nikki: Oh, it's not, it's just... there's so much to be passionate about, it seems kind of silly to focus on just one. Dawson: Yeah, but if you're lucky enough to find that one thing, why not immerse yourself in it? Nikki: Don't get me wrong, Dawson, I love film. But I love it because it allows me to explore all of the other subjects that interest me. If all you care about is film, then you're just going to end up making movies about other movies. What good is that? I'm really sorry about my father. Um, ever since the divorce, he does this really aggressive thing when it comes to me making friends. It's so weird. But, you know, I try to cut him some slack. Dawson: So, so you're cool with it? The... the divorce? Nikki: Ummm, constant shuttling between living quarters? The continually veiled and not so veiled comments my parents make about each other? The, umm, never-ending expectation that I look on the bright side of things? Oh, sure, I'm just dandy. Dawson: That's the oddest thing. I mean, judging from how well put-together you come off, I would have just assumed that you were not affected by it all. Nikki: It's a well crafted disguise, Dawson. Inside, I'm just another angry kid. Dawson: How angry? Nikki: Angry enough to make a film about it. Dawson: So that's what your movie's about? Nikki: More or less. It's about the, ummm, "American Family". What makes them functional, or as more often seems to be the case, dysfunctional. Dawson: That should provide you with a healthy supply of material there. Nikki: What about you? Your parents are divorced. How do you feel about it? Dawson: Ummm... Nikki: I, ummm, I didn't mean to probe. I'm sorry. Dawson: No, no. I mean, you... you were honest with me, right? Ummm, truth is, most of the time I'm fine with them not being together. You know, I mean, maybe I'm just... self-obsessed, but I... I just don't think about it that much, you know? And then, ummm, other times it... it just kinda sneaks up on you, you know? I mean, it's... like a disappointment of being the product of something that didn't work out. Because that's what our parents are. They're our... our primary examples of love, and... in my example it just wasn't I guess, strong enough to... Umm... (he stands to leave) Nikki: Dawson? Dawson: Yeah, I should keep going. Ummm, tell you dad thanks. (Cape Fest - Jen sits on the tent which she obviously had no success with. Jack walks up.) Jen: Oh, Jack, thank God you're back from your stalk... walk. You're never going to guess who I ran into here of all... (she sees Ethan behind Jack) Hi. Ethan: Hello. Jack: Ethan, Jen. Jen, Ethan. Jen: Nice to meet you. Ethan: It's nice to meet you. Looks like you could use a little help with this tent. Jen: Yes. Please. Relieve me of all of my feminist delusions about the equality of the sexes concerning spatial relations. Jack: Uh, listen (he pulls Jen off a bit, out of hearing range of Ethan) All of his stuff got stolen, okay, all his gear. So, uhh, he needs a place to stay tonight. Jen: And you, being the kind-hearted soul that you are, offered him a spot in our tent. Jack: Yeah, so could you, uhhh, go take a walk for a couple of hours? Come back around, say, midnight? Jen: You're kidding me? Jack: No. Go mix, mingle. Write a few letters for Amnesty International. You'll probably make a lot of nice new friends. Jen: You know what, I got a better idea. How about me and the car, we go back to Grams' house and we pick you up in the morning? Besides Jack, I thought that you two were just getting to know each other. Jack: Hmm-mm. (Disgusted, Jen walks off. Suddenly she hears music and she walks over to a camp fre where people are listening to someone play the guitar. Jen finally realizes it's Henry.) Henry: (singing) Well we busted out of class. had to get away from those feelings, we learned more from a three-minute record, baby, than we ever learned in school Tonight I hear the neighbourhood drummer sound, I can feel my heart begin to pound, you say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes, and follow your dreams down (chorus) well we made a promise we swore we'd always remember no retreat, baby, no retreat (Jen watches with a smile on her face. Capeside High Auditorium - Play rehearsal has gn. Pacey is sitting at a table, opposite another actress.) Pacey: (reading script very monotone) It's not that kind of club. It's a locker room and a hand-ball court, and to sleep there I'd have to keep winning the serve... Mr Broderick: No, stop, right there. Pacey, in theory your character may deliver his lines like that, but in concept, no. Pacey: In concept, no? Mr Broderick: Yes. Pacey: Well, what precisely is the difference between 'in theory; and 'in concept'? Andie: Well, I think what Mr Broderick means is... Mr Broderick: What Mr Broderick means is that he can speak for himself. You see, Paul desires his young bride to know she knows nothing of the real world. Pacey: Right. Which practically speaking, means what? Mr Broderick: Louder, and angrier. Pacey: Louder and angrier? Mr Broderick: Yes. Let's do it again, right now. Louder, and angrier. Pacey: (yelling, very angry, totally not right) It's not that kind of club! It's a handball court with a locker room, and to stay there I'd have to keep winning the serve! Mr Broderick: Good. I liked it. Pacey: (surprised) You liked that? Mr Broderick: Well, except for the hand stuff. (to Pacey) You were gesticulating. Pacey: (Pacey leans back in his chair with his feet up on the table) Whoa, hey, gesticulating? Me, never. I mean, sometimes in the privacy of my own home... Andie: Wh.. wait, Pacey. That, just now, that's it. You nailed it. Pacey: What 'just now'? Andie: The joke. The dry, smug delivery. That's the character. Mr Broderick: Wha... Miss McPhee? Am I, or am I not the director here? You're confusing my actors. Andie: Well, I just thought that... Mr Broderick: Don't think. Ever. (to the actors) Let's do it again. Louder, and angrier. Pacey: (extremely angry and pounding the table) It's not that kind of club! It's a hand-ball court with a locker room attached to it, and to stay there I'd have to keep winning the serve! (Cape Fest - Jack and Ethan stand outside the finally put up tent.) Ethan: This is really cool of you guys. I... you're sure Jen's not going to mind if I take her sleeping bag? Jack: Definitely not. She's, uh, she's a bit of a night owl. Ethan: Old girlfriend? Jack: Nah, not exactly. (they go inside the tent) But we did get set-up once. Ethan: Let me guess? School dance? Jack: Yeah. How'd you know? Ethan: The punchbowl, wrist corsage, all the trappings of straight-dom. Until you realise you both like boys. Oldest story in the world. (Ethan gets into Jen's sleeping bag.) Ethan: Well, goodnight. Jack: (disappointed) Ah, goodnight. Ethan: (looking at the lantern) Aren't you going to turn off the light? Jack: Look, I... I was thinking, maybe, um, you know, we could talk... some more. Ethan: You know what? I'm really bat. We got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. Twenty bands starting at daybreak. (Jack, still disappointed, turns the light off and lays his head down. Outside, Jen walks over to Henry who is packing his guitar up.) Jen: Hey. Ummm, that was really beautiful. I mean, that was more than beautiful, it was... it was awesome. Henry: Whatever. Jen: I didn't know that you could sing? Henry: I thought we established that there's a lot you don't know about me. (walking off) Jen: Henry, Henry wait up for me. Henry: Why? Jen: Because I wanted to talk to you. Henry: Look, you can't... you can't keep doing this to me. Jen: Doing what? Henry: Trying to be my friend and then pushing me away wh... when my feelings scare you. Jen: OK, I admit it. I miss you. I miss the goofy way that you used to look at me with all that passion and intensity. It made me feel that I was actually worth the fuss. Henry: You know, I used to spend every day thinking about you, and dreaming about you. And every time you walked by, I lost myself. Do you know what that feels like? Do you? Jen: No. Henry: Then you couldn't possibly know what it feels like to have that person not have the same feelings back. Look, I'm sorry you miss how I looked at you. But I don't miss how you never looked at me. (He walks off, leaving Jen there alone. Dawson's Bedroom - He is taking his posters down when Joey enters through the window.) Joey: Have I stepped into some parallel universe? Say it isn't so, Dawson. Dawson: It's very so, Jo. Joey: Is this about your parents? Dawson: Truth me told... I don't know what it's about. All I know, is I was at Nikki's house today and we were talking, and it ht me. The kid who hung these posters up... I'm not him any more. I don't see the world the same way. My viewpoint was so limited, and now I... I don't know what I see, but I don't see this. Joey: So you were at Nikki's house? Your worst enemy? Dawson: Hey, she's not my worst enemy. Have you missed everything that I've just told you? Joey: I never thought that I'd say this about you Dawson, but, you're such a sell out. Dawson: What? Joey: I mean, first Eve practically tugs you around town by a dog collar, and now this new film girl breezes into town and you're tossing your identity out the window. Dawson: I'm not tossing my identity out the window. If anything, for the first time in my life, I'm actually getting closer to discovering what my identity is, alright? I talked to Nikki; she helped me sort through all the crap with my parents. Joey: Dawson, I wanted to talk to you about that and you didn't want to talk. Dawson: No, I didn't. How did this become all about you? Joey: Because you ran to her! Dawson: (yelling) I did not! Joey: (yelling also) What did you do then? Dawson: Look, you want to site this for a friendship, try this on for size, Joey? Every time I express one iota of interest, or even respect, for anyone else of the opposite sex, you attck me like I'm some sort of criminal. Joey: And you don't attck me? Dawson: No, I don't. As you've noticed, I have not once asked about Mr. Ivy League. Joey: Yeah, that's noted. His name is A.J, okay? And maybe you're not asking about him is worse than my attacking you, okay? Dawson: No, it's not. My choice is civil. Joey: And I'm not civil? Dawson: No, you're yelling. That's not civil. Joey: You're yelling too! (Dawson realises he is and stops.) Joey: Out with the old, in with the new, huh? Have fun. (Joey crawls out the window and Dawson goes over and slams it shut. Cape Fest - the following day, Jack and Ethan climb out of the tent.) Jack: Well, I'm gonna go grab some breakfast before the music starts. Ethan: Thanks again for letting me crash here. Jack: Sure. Ethan: Aren't you forgetting something you're supposed to ask me for? Jack: I don't think so. Ethan: My number, Jack. You know, so you can call me sometime, we can talk, get together. Jack: I don't get this. I mean, last night, you didn't seem interested enough to want to talk to me, and now all of a sudden you want me to have your number? Ethan: I was tired. I wanted to sleep. That's got nothing to do with us being friends. Jack: Friends? Ethan: I figured you were probably interested. Jack: You're not? Ethan: Even if I was, I would never go there with you, you're so not ready. Jack: How could you possibly know what I'm ready for? Ethan: It doesn't mean that I'm not interested in you, Jack. It just means that if I'm gonna stay in your life, and I want to, then I'm a lot more likely to stick around this way. Jack: So, you are interested? Ethan: (smiles) No comment. Jack: Wow, this is, uh, this is sort of funny. I mean, as much as I didn't want to admit it, you were the first guy that I was ready to take that... that next step with, and you said no. I guess I should be somewhat discouraged. I don't know, I mean, I keeps me really optimistic just to know that there's someone like you out there. (Ethan writes his number on a pad.) Ethan: (giving Jack the pad) Take care, Jack. (Capeside High Auditorium - All the actors sit around, waiting for the director.) Girl: I had a date. I ditched a perfectly good date for a non-rehearsal. Andie: Okay, be patient. He'll show. Guy: Oh, joy, then we can do more "louder, angrier!" Pacey: Well, why not just start without the grand poo-bah? I mean, Andie's here, she can direct us. Andie: How about not. I've been in the dungeon enough, thank you. Pacey: What? All we're gonna do is run through a few lines. Besides, wasn't it you who said this is actually your after-school activity? Hmm? Andie: Okay, fine. Pacey, do your d*ad-pan thing. Cory, when the phone rings I want you to do just like the stage directions, you know, confidential, umm, laughing at times, provocative, okay? Okay, on my direction. Okay. And... begin. (Cape Fest - Jen walks around when she notices Henry drinking coffee on the back of a truck bed.) Henry: (pointing) The stage is over there. You lost or something? Jen: Kinda. Actually, I came here to apologise. Henry: For what? Jen: For being callous with your heart. For thinking that just because I'm older, I knew better. Last night, I stayed up all night thinking about what you said, and... you're right. I don't know what it's like to be in love like that. I don't know what it's like to completely lose yourself in somebody else. But I'd like to. And if one of us is younger than the other here, I don't think that it's you, Henry. Henry: You got that right. Now... (holding up the coffee pot) how do you like your coffee? (Capeside High Auditorium - Rehearsel is still going on. Everything looks clean and well acted.) Girl/Cory: You can't say that we didn't try. Pacey/Paul: Yeah, almost two whole weeks. Girl/Cory: It's better than finding out in two years. (Mr. Broderick, who is standing at the back, begins clapping.) Mr Broderick: I like it. I like where this is going. Pacey: Yeah, we started running it with Andie, and... Mr Broderick: All those exercises I've been throwing out at you to stretch you range, they're paying off beautifully. Girl/Cory: Mr Broderick, we ran through those with Andie... Mr Broderick: I like the pacing, I like the funny, I like the energy. Andie, get me the set designs, would you please. Pacey: I'm telling you, all those things were Andie's ideas. Mr Broderick: Yes, sir. I mean, I... I was beginning to doubt myself there for a moment, but you guys are definitely in the groove. The rest is just grunt work, memorisation, pacing... the easy stuff. (He looks at the designs that Andie has returned with.) Mr Broderick: Andie, these aren't the set designs that we discussed. Andie: They are. I told Lauren you wanted a completely simplistic set. Freestanding doorways, hanging windows, and minimal props. Mr Broderick: Well then I changed my mind, didn't I? I mean, the... the actors will send this stuff flying around like a trapeze. Andie: No, no, no, Mr Broderick, we don't... Mr Broderick: Andie, don't argue, just follow orders. (to the actors) Alright. Let's run the scene again. Same way, no changes. (Andie walks off, slamming the designs on a table before exiting the theatre. Pacey follows her.) Pacey: Andie, you can't leave like this, alright? You said yourself that this guy thinks he's God's gift. He's just terrified that someone's going to find out that that he's not. Andie: No, I can't work under these conditions, okay, it's hard enough as it is. Pacey: Okay, alright, if it's hard, I'll quit. Andie: You can't do that. I mean, you're... you're actually good. Pacey: (smiles) Thank you. But the fact still remains that you're better, alright? We need you in there even if that guy's a jerk. You gotta stick it out. I mean, I need you, McPhee. Andie: What am I supposed to do? Resume kissing his ass? Pacey: Yeah, basically. Andie: Well, is he going to stay out of my way? Pacey: Who Broderick? You're talking crazy talk, he'd never do anything like that. It'd be too easy. Andie: Alright then, what's in it for me? Pacey: Well that depends. I mean, are we talking in concept or in theory? (She smiles at him.) Pacey: Alright, what's the verdict, yes or no? Andie: I thiiinnnkkkk... no. Pacey: Alright, good. I mean, you know actually, that's kinda what I expected you to say, so, um (he walks up the stairs) I'll see you at rehearsal then. Andie: What? No, Pacey, I said no. Pacey: I'm sorry, what did you... I can't hear you. It's good to hear you're so fired up about this project. Andie: Pacey, I said no. Pacey: ...it's good. Andie: Oh, Pacey, I said no. (Cape Fest - Jen and Jack are in final stages of packing the tent up.) Jen: So all your efforts to secure some major scam time with the new beau backfired? Jack: Yeah, well, it turns out that the gay version of the 'let's be friends' speech is basically the same as the straight version. Jen: Hmm. So would that mean that the part when you were rude and insensitive, and sent me off into the cold dark night unescorted... that was all for nothing? Jack: 'Rude' is such a... a strong word. I... I prefer something more like, uh, momentarily self-involved? Jen: Now that does have a certain ring to it. Jack: Am I forgiven? Jen: Yes, Jack, you are forgiven. You know, it's a happy turning point in a girls life when her gay best friend finally dumps her for another boy. They should make some sort of greeting card for that. Jack: Wh... hold on, what happened? Jen: What? Jack: You're good attitude. I mean, you're wigging me out here. Explain. What did I miss? Jen: Well, remember when you sent me off into the night and told me to make new friends? Jack: Yes! I thought we already established that was not my finest hour. Jen: I know. Well, let's just say that... that while I was wondering around I may have... inadvertently stumbled upon somebody. Jack: A, uhh... friend? Jen: Yep. Jack: Anyone I know? Jen: Yeah. Yeah, most definitely someone that you know. Jack: Well who is it? Jen: I'm not telling. Jack: Who is it? Jen: Uh-uh. (Jack tickles Jen, trying to force it out of her.) Jen: You're not getting it out of me! (Dawson's Bedroom - Dawson lays on his bed when a knock is heard at the window.) Joey: Do I still have ladder privileges? Dawson: I suppose so. (Joey climbs inside holding a rolled up sheet.) Joey: I come bearing gifts. (She unrolls the poster. It is a John Lennon "Imagine" poster.) Joey: Do you remember? Do you remember that summer we came across a pile of Mitch and Gale's old Beatles albums, and listened to them on the porch everyday for hours? Dawson: Grams kept on yelling for us to turn down that hippy music. Joey: Yeah... and you wanted to be John Lennon. You wanted to write songs and change the world with your music. Dawson: I did? Joey: You did. You weren't just about Spielberg. You weren't limited. You... you were about so many things. I just wanted to remind you of that.(hands the poster to Dawson) I also wanted to remind you that, even though sometimes my emotions, particularly jealousy, uhh, sometimes get the best of me, I still hear you. No matter how much we yell, or, no matter how quiet you are. I hear you, Dawson. Dawson: I hear you too, Joey. Joey: Listen, I know what's going inside of you is huge. It's okay if you don't share it with me. Just promise me you'll keep trying to share it with someone? Dawson: (gesturing the poster) Do you want to give me a hand? (They both climb on the bed and hang it up.) Dawson: Hmm. So what do you think? You think John here will inspire me to walk my own path? Joey: You've always walked your own path, Dawson. You just needed to widen it a little. And be on the look out for your Yoko.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x11 - Barefoot at Capefest"}	foreverdreaming
(Potter Bed and Breakfast - Dawson, Joey and Pacey are sitting in the living room watching 'The Big Chill') Joey: Who are these people? I mean, they're dancing, nobody dances in the kitchen. Dawson: Your parents danced in the kitchen. I mean, my parents love this movie. This is like the definitive movie of the entire Baby Boom generation. Joey: (to Pacey) Do your parents dance in the kitchen? Pacey: My parents? No, they definitely don't dance in the kitchen. Joey: (handing popcorn to Dawson) Here. Dawson: I don't know, I took all the movie pictures off my wall, everything's in question, I figured why not something unexpected for movie night. Joey: Oh, so we're scaling new heights of Mount Lame? Dawson: Sorry, Joey tonight's activities were meant to calm your nerves, not agitate them. Joey: Well, that's impossible. I mean, this Bed and Breakfast has been open for a day, a very costly Bed and Breakfast mind you, and there are no guests. Have either one of you checked the reservations list? There's not a name to be found, not a one. Dawson: Joey, it takes time to establish a reputation-- Joey: Dawson, Bessie and I have invested every dime we have. Along with guests, time is another thing that we don't have. (The phone rings. Joey composes herself before answering.) Joey: Potter Bed and Breakfast, can I help you? (her face falls) No, actually I'm perfectly content with my long distance service, thank you. But how 'bout you? I mean, thinking about a vacation? Come to the Cape, take a room at our lovely... She hung up on me. A tele-marketer hung up on me. Pacey: Come on, Jo, keep the faith. Joey: Is that all you have to say, considering that you were the primary force that escorted Bessie and I down this road to economic ruin? Pacey: All I did was figure out a way to kick in some free labor. Joey: You, Pacey Witter, single-handedly encouraged this pipe dream. I mean, you should know better than going around inspiring financially and spiritually bereft people, people who have no business being inspired. (There's a knock at the door. Joey stops hounding Pacey, and again, composes herself. She gives the room a once over, to make sure it's neat.) Joey: (pointing at Pacey's feet on the table) Feet. (Joey composes herself again and opens the door, finding a couple standing outside.) Can I help you? Woman: Hi, we were wondering... Joey: (hopefully) Yes? Man: Have you accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as your personal savior? God loves you. (He hands her a pamphlet.) (Capeside High Hallway - Jen is walking down the stairs when Henry catches up to her.) Henry: Hey. Jen: Hey! Stranger, where you been all week Henry: Working. Jen: Miss Freckling must be keeping you busy, I don't think I've seen you since Cape Fest. Henry: Well, actually I've been working at 'The Bass'. Jen: My favorite restaurant. Do you work there full time? Henry: No, just a week-long gig. Miss Freckling heard that they had some roof problems so I offered my services. Jen: That's an expensive place. They better pay you well. Henry: They did, but instead of cash I opted for a free dinner. Jen: The implication being? Henry: That you and I are gonna meet there. Jen: That's funny, cause I don't recall being asked. Henry: You weren't. See, I finally figured you out, Jen. Given the opportunity to say no, you do. So, I'm not giving you the opportunity. Jen: But then you're also not giving me the opportunity to say yes. Henry: Would you? Say yes? Jen: Probably not. Henry: So I'm not asking. Jen: Henry, we've been over this before. Dating is a consensual activity. Henry: Don't get ahead of yourself, I never called it a date. I said we'd eat dinner, you know, get to know each other. Jen: I've been around the block enough to spot a date in sheep's clothing. Henry: Do you really think a kid like me would deem to consider himself worthy of dating a woman of your silk? Jen: Ilk. It... it's ilk. Henry: See my point? What's it gonna be? Jen: It's gonna be let me think about it. Henry: Now we're talking. Jen: Yeah, but I didn't say yes. Henry: But you didn't say no. I'll see you 'round, I'm late for class. Jen: Yeah, but I didn't say yes. (Andie sits with her iBook and a bunch of papers outside of some classroom. Jack walks up.) Jack: Hey, my sister the future bureaucrat. How goes it? Andie: Uhh, to start with I have 42 ads, 10 bios and a director's note that I have to turn into a play bill by Monday. In addition to which, I have to pick up the posters, hang them around town, get the tickets to the community box office and check to make sure the local paper's running our ad next week. Oh, and did I mention that I'm a student with a little obligation called homework? Jack: (looking at her iBook with a face) And you're not very familiar with this layout program, are you? Andie: What gave that away? Jack: Each of your words are in a different font. Andie: It's a style choice. Jack: And upside down. Andie: It's a bold style choice. Jack: Yeah, right. (He takes the computer from her.) Andie: What are you doing? Jack: Helping out a wayward sister. Where are the bios? Andie: In there. Jack: I don't know how you keep all that together. I mean, personally I wouldn't be able to handle all this. Andie: You would if you had a supportive family to come home to every night. Jack: Thanks, but I'm happy where I am. Andie: You couldn't be happy at home? Jack: Not with him there, no. Andie: Dad misses you. Jack: Yeah, I'm sure he does. All those father-son heart-to-hearts we used to have... Andie: It'll be different. Jack: Okay, so he knows that I don't want to move home so he enlists you to speak for him. That's what this is, isn't it? Andie: (gathering her stuff) You know what, Jack, thanks for you help, but I can manage on my own. See ya. (Loan Office - Joey and Bessie are speaking with a woman.) Woman: Bess, I gotta be honest with you. I spoke to our manager about you, I made a personal plea. But you're a single mother with multiple dependents, and an income-to-debt ratio that doesn't even qualify for our most liberal profile. Bessie: Is there something you could suggest? Some solutions? Woman: Well, you could do what a lot of small businesses do, and that's leverage your assets. Joey: Unfortunately, our Microsoft options have been called and our yacht is in hock. Woman: Have you thought about taking out a mortgage? Joey: On the house? Woman: It is paid for, free and clear. Bessie: Do you have an application? (Potter Bed and Breakfast - Joey and Bessie have just arrived home and they make their way into the house.) Bessie: I'm just thinking about it. Joey: Bess, it's our house, where we live, the only connection we have to Mom. How could you even think about it? Bessie: Joey, everything takes longer and costs more than we expect. If there's a way to take a little out, then maybe we should. Joey: Well, you can't do something like this without my approval, and I'm not giving it to you. Bessie: Actually, I can. I'm an adult, you're a sixteen year old girl. Joey: Bessie, I am your sister, a part of this family. If this thing doesn't work out, I lose my house, the only tangible connection that I have... Bessie: She left it to me, Joey. Just like she left me in charge around here until you turn eighteen. That's a responsibility you can't understand. Joey: I know all about responsibility. Bessie: Do you? Because until you know what it's like to humiliate yourself by asking some trust-fund snob who looked down on you in High School for money, I don't want to talk about it with you anymore. (Bessie goes inside. Joey walks back down the steps and finds Dawson in her yard with his camcorder.) Joey: Dawson? Dawson: Hey. I figure, even if my film career is in no man's land, I can still at least put this thing to good use, right? Joey: What are you doing? Dawson: Making a virtual tour of Capeside's newest B&B. If we post this thing on the web, we get it to all the Cape Cod visitor information sites... Joey: Dawson, we don't exactly have the money for such frivolous things known as advertising. Dawson: Which is where this comes in. Joey: Look, I really appreciate the offer but... Dawson: No buts, Jo. This is actually a really good idea. I mean, look at this place. Who wouldn't want to come stay here if they could see it from every angle and meet the charming proprietors beforehand? [Inside the house - Joey sits at the kitchen table with a scowl on her face as Dawson tries to film her.) Dawson: Uh, Joey if you could try to look welcoming that would be great, because anxiety really doesn't fit in with this whole homey come-stay-with-us thing we're going for. Joey: Dawson, I do toilets and I do windows. I draw the line at faux perkiness. Dawson: Okay... Pacey: Let me tell ya, kiddies, we are looking good. Looking good. Joey: What canary did you swallow? Pacey: Well, after having felt just a teensy, weensy little bit of guilt over having wrongfully inspired this establishment, I took it upon myself to expose the Potter B&B to the outside world via the mighty pen of Mr. Frederick Fricke. Dawson: Fred who? Pacey: Fricke. He's, I don't know, he's like the Roger Ebert of the B&B world. Writes for Travel, Travel and Leisure, and most importantly, he writes for the New York Times travel section, the next edition of which will have nothing but glowing things to say about this establishment, because one Mr. Fred Fricke is frequenting here. Joey: He's coming here? Pacey: Oh yeah, he's on his way back to Boston right now. Happened to fit into his plans, I gave him a call... Joey: Are you insane? Have you seen the half-finished room? Have you tasted Bessie's blueberry pancakes? We're not ready for something like this! Not to mention that we don't have any guests... Pacey: I beg to differ, we do have guests. Not only do we have guests, we have the perfect guests for the perfect heartwarming weekend at your local B&B. Guests, if you would, please? (Grams enters with Jen, Jack and Andie) We have the sweet, God-fearing grandmother here to help her grandkids try to reconnect to the magical Creekside village where she frolicked as a little girl. Andie: I'll need an 8am wake up call. Jack: I take my OJ freshly squeezed. Jen: Black coffee for me, and God help you if you wake me up before noon. Pacey: (Mitch and Gale enter) And just to make sure that our home is filled with happy, boisterous people, we have a loving married couple here to spend a romantic weekend getaway. (Outside the house - Joey and Dawson have pulled Pacey outside.) Joey: One minor detail, Pacey, don't you think you could've asked me first? Dawson: You think you could've left my parents out of it? Joey: It was reckless. Dawson: And insensitive. Pacey: Okay, one at a time, shall we? Starting with you. (to Dawson) I only asked Mitch to help, okay? It was his idea to bring Gale along. Dawson: His idea? Pacey: Yes, his idea. So if you want to tear somebody's head off, why don't you try the guy that sired you? (To Joey) And as for you, how could you possibly be so ungrateful after just having witnessed an outpouring of love and support that would've made George Bayley proud? Joey: There is nothing wonderful about my life right now, okay? (handing the phone to Pacey) So I don't care how you do it, but you get Mr. Fricke on the phone and you tell him that there is no room at the inn. Pacey: Why? Joey: Because you don't show a movie reviewer a rough cut, and you don't serve a food critic your first sab at a new recipe. Especially if that recipe is your last chance of keeping a roof over your head. Pacey: What? Dawson: What do you mean, last chance? Joey: Bessie is thinking about taking out a mortgage. Dawson: What? A mortgage? You can't let her risk the house! Joey: Dawson, does the term "legal guardian" mean anything to you? Pacey: Umm, I'm sorry, Jo. I'll make this right right now, okay? (A knock is heard. Joey goes inside and finds a man standing in the entry way.) Joey: (sarcastically) Don't tell me, the Fuller Brush Man? Mr. Fricke: Hardly. (handing her a card) Fred Fricke, Bed and Breakfast Quarterly. Is now a bad time? Joey: No. Not at all. (Potter B&B - The Honeymoon Suite. Dawson walks in on his parents who are unpacking.) Gale: Hi, Honey. Dawson: So you two are staying in the honeymoon suite? Gale: Well, we're just here to help out Joey and Bessie, Honey. Later tonight, after the critic is asleep, your Dad is gonna go home and crash. Dawson: Don't you think it might be a little confusing, even hurtful to the child of a divorce to see his parents playacting a happy marriage? Mitch: Like your Mother said, Dawson, we're just here to help out. Dawson: Dad, Pacey asked you to help out. He didn't say anything about Mom. Mitch: Easy, Dawson. Listen, you're seeing something dark and complex here. There's nothing there. Dawson: You know what I'm seeing? I'm seeing two people who don't know what the hell they want, and I'm sick of it. (He storms out.) (Potter B&B - Mr. Fricke's room. Mr. Fricke looks around the room as if he's in a barn.) Joey: So, is there anything else I can get for you? Mr. Fricke: Heat. Joey: I beg your pardon? Mr. Fricke: It's freezing in here. Joey: Well, that's because we're an environmentally friendly inn. We like to conserve our natural resources, not to mention save on our energy bills. Mr. Fricke: What? No en suite commode? Joey: Excuse me? Mr. Fricke: Where is the bathroom? Joey: Oh, just down the hall. It's communal. Mr. Fricke: I see. Joey: Well, enjoy your stay. Um, we serve high tea at five o'clock and breakfast tomorrow morning starting at seven. Enjoy your stay. Mr. Fricke: You said that already. Joey: You're right, I did. My mistake. (Potter B&B - Jack and Andie's room. They are unpacking their things.) Jack: Is it just me or is it cold in here? Andie: So, you think we can successfully impersonate brother and sister this weekend? Jack: I don't see why not. Andie: Jack, I don't know how you do it. I can never get a good night's sleep if I'm not in my own bed. (Unpacks) Jack: God, Andie. Listen to me. I get the message, okay? If Dad wants me to move back home that's fine, but you're not going to spend the next couple of days waging a subtle campaign to wear me down. Andie: Who me? Jack: I'm serious. Any mention of home, house, any kind of dwelling where people live, I'm gonna go stay in Jen's room. You understand? (Potter B&B - Living room. Bessie and Joey whisper in the corner, looking at Mr. Fricke who is sitting on the couch.) Bessie: Does he look like he's having a good time? Joey: Does a lemon ever look like its having a good time? Bessie: Be nice, Joey. He's just doing his job. Joey: And we trust our entire future. Bessie: Where's Pacey anyway? He said he'd help me turn down the beds. Joey: He's in the bathroom, counting animals two by two. Bessie: Why? What happened? Joey: What else? A flood. The toilet overflowed. Potter B&B - Bathroom. Pacey is mopping.) Pacey: Note to self. Career options. Delete hotel management. (Outside Potter B&B - Dawson is at the dock looking out over the water. Mitch walks up.) Mitch: You're right. I didn't ask her here for just any reason. Your Mother and I have enough of the same friends for me to know what's going on in her life. And she's hitting a wall, Dawson. Every network, large and small, it seems, is passing her by for a job. Dawson: She never told me that. Mitch: She didn't tell me. Dawson: Well, no offense, Dad, but I'm her son. You're her divorced husband. Mitch: I'm her friend. And I want her to know that, whatever our history, I am there for her. I'm sorry if that thrat you. Dawson: It doesn't thrat me. Mitch: Well, it does something. Dawson: It pisses me off. Mitch: It pisses you off that your parents have a cordial post-divorce relationship? Dawson: No, it pisses me off that I don't know what to believe anymore, okay? You're married, you're divorced. You're enemies, you're friends. What? Mitch: We are trying very hard to be friends right now. Dawson: Well, it's a little late for that, don't you think? Mitch: That's where you're wrong. There's no time constraint about how long you can care about someone, no limit on how much. Especially if they've been so much a part of your life already. (Potter B&B - Living Room. Mr. Fricke sits between Joey and Bessie who are overcompensating in excuses.) Bessie: Now, this is our first full week of operation, Fred. Joey: So we're still trying to work out all the kinks. Bessie: I think our family style approach is what sets us apart form all the competition, Fred. (She places her hand on his knee. Both Fricke and Joey look at her hand there.) Pacey: Bathroom's almost fixed! Joey: We have great people working for us. Bessie: Fred, have you met our on-site handyman, Pacey Witter? Mr. Fricke: No, I haven't had the pleasure. Pacey: Rest assured, folks. I have everything under control now. Taken care of. (A thud is heard overhead and a cloud of smoke pours out of the vent.) Mr. Fricke: You might want to have Handyman Witter check the furnace. (Joey bangs on the furnace.) Bessie: Hey, we're in luck. Fricke went into town to grab dinner. Joey: sht. Bessie: I don't think swearing at the thing's gonna help. Joey: Oh, and flirting with it might? Bessie: What's that supposed to mean? Joey: Nothing. I'm just a child, remember? I'll just stick with the little things, you know, like how we're going to prevent everyone we know from freezing to death in what's supposed to be the coldest night of the year? Bessie: You know, you're certainly behaving like a child. What is your problem? Joey: Bessie, do you even remember what it's like to be sixteen? Is it like some far off planet? Bessie: I remember. Joey: Because it's like you have all the responsibilities of an adult, but none of the authority. You can't vote, you can't drink, you can't make any definitive decisions about your life. Bessie: You think getting older automatically gives you more say in your life? Get real, Joey. You think I wanted to be stuck here at 26 taking care of two kids by myself? Joey: Well, I guess I missed the part where you begged and pleaded with Bodie to stay. Bessie: I ask him to come home every chance I get, but he knows we can't afford it. Trust me, this is now how I planned for my life to turn out. Joey: Well, I'm really sorry if Alexander are putting a such a crimp in your lifestyle, but with any luck, I won't be here much longer to trouble you. Bessie: That's not what I meant and you know it. Joey: That's certainly what it sounded like. Bessie: You know, for a girl who supposedly wants to leave Capeside as soon as she can, you sure are putting a hell of a lot of effort into this place. Joey: You're right. Maybe it's just time I stopped. (Outside the Potter B&B - Pacey is chopping wood. Mitch walks up.) Mitch: Whose head was that? Pacey: Ah, not to worry, Coach. If anybody's head belongs on the chopping block, it's mine. Mitch: What makes you say that? Pacey: Oh, let me count the ways, shall we? For one, it was my idea to refurbish the old furnace instead of just buying a new one. Mitch: Guilty as charged. Pacey: Yeah, and this is the one you're really gonna love. It was my idea to bring Herr Fricke down to our little weekend in the country. Mitch: You did? Pacey: Yes. I did. Let me tell ya, it was no easy feat, okay? I had to pull out all the stops on that guy, use all my dazzling people skills. And for what? A comedy of errors that's probably going to put the Sisters Potter in the poorhouse. Mitch: You know what I think? I think that if I were Joey and Bessie, I would consider myself very lucky to have you in my life. Pacey: Why? Everything and everybody that I touch, I screw up, all right? You're aware of the Midas touch, right? You've heard of that? Okay, well the Midas touch, whatever that is, I got the opposite. Mitch: Don't be so sure. I mean, look at you. You're still at it, right? You haven't given up. Pace, instead of dwelling on everything that's gone wrong this weekend, so far, um... think about what you contributed. You've put a lot of selfless work into this place, right? That is the real question. Listen, that goes to the heart of who Pacey Witter is. Pacey: What? Mitch: What makes you care so much. (Leery Residence - Dawson is rummaging in a closet.) Gale: The heavy wool blankets are on the top shelf. Dawson: I got it. Hey, Mom, I'm sorry. Gale: For what, Honey? Dawson: For blwing up at you before. I should've been a little more sympathetic. It's just the rules of engagement keep changing on me. Gale: Tell me about it. The post-divorce landscape is like an emotional bttlefield. Dawson: What I don't understand is that you and Dad seem to really like each other, still care about each other. Gale: Well we do, Honey. Which is what makes the knowledge that were better off apart even more difficult to bear. I mean, think about your own life. Dawson: What about it? Gale: You and Joey. The decision to break up it isn't made in one sitting. It's cumulative. You have to re-decide over and over each day. (Gram's House - Jack and Andie walk into the kitchen.) Jack: Okay, I know there's a space heater in here somewhere. Andie: (eyeing a note on the fridge) Hey, what's Jack Milk? Jack: What? Andie: It says, 'get more Jack Milk.' Jack: Oh, that's whole milk. You know, Grams is skim, Jen's one percent. Andie: Ah everybody gets their own milk. Jack: Yeah, Grams isn't commenting, but she runs a tight ship. Andie: (noticing a HUGE mug on the counter) Coffee much? Jack: No. Andie: What's this about? Jack: That's an inside joke, it's kind of hard to explain. Andie: It's okay, you don't have to. I get it. I mean, you're part of a family now. Families have three types of milk and inside jokes. Why would you want to move back into that big, cold house with a man who has no idea what kind of milk you drink or what kind of play you're directing. You're really lucky. Jack: It's you, isn't it? It's not Dad that's asking me back home, it's you. Andie: I miss my brother, Jack. Especially when my life gets crazy and I want somebody around to share it with. And that's not meant to make you feel guilty and its not meant as a sympathetic plea. It's just the truth. (Outside Potter B&B - Dawson and Jen sit under the stars talking.) Jen: Gorgeous. Dawson: It's pollution. Certain, uh, industrial pollutants make the moon appear more vivid. Right about now, some factory in Boston just released something highly toxic into the air. Jen: You know, there was a time when you'd just see the magic in a sight like this. Dawson: I still do, it's just... you know, I have a bitter sense of the reality behind the magic. Jen: Can I ask you something, just for the record? Dawson: Yeah, sure. fre away. Jen: When we were dating and I told you about me, my past, um what was it that you were scared of? Dawson: I think anything that we don't know or understand can scare us, and I had certainly never known anyone with your degree of life experience. I admit that I was madly infatuated with you. Jen: And you have one very intimidated Dawson Leery. Do you think that most other boys would react the same way? Dawson: I'd love to say no, but honestly I don't know. I can't know how anyone's gonna react. But I can tell you, just for the record, that how I reacted was wrong. And that now I can see that the only thing more beautiful than Jen Lindley is the reality behind her magic. And I feel sorry for any guy who's too insecure to see that. (In the B&B Living Room - The men are around the fireplace trying to light it, as Gale, Jen, Joey and Andie sit around waiting to warm up.) Mitch: Okay, let's get that right up there. Air vents, okay? Guys, blow, blow, blow! (The fre doesn't start.) Jen: We're so gonna freeze. Grams: (walking in) You'll never get it started with the hickory on the bottom. May I? (The men look at each other before stepping back and letting Grams take over.) Grams: (rearranging the wood) Hickory is a glorious wood, but it's a hard wood. Will never burn on its own. Soft pine goes on the bottom, oak in the middle, hickory on top. (She lights it.) There we go. Mitch: Wow, I'm impressed. Jen: You know, she churns her own butter, too. Grams: Oh, I used to build a fre after dinner every night in the winter. Jennifer's Grandfather would sit in his leather chair, feet on ottoman, and read to me. Some nights we'd travel with Ahab in search of the great whale. Or some nights we'd float down the perilous river with Huck and Jim. Nearly every night, at some point in our journey, he'd fall asleep, chin on chest, book in lap, content. You know you love someone when you can spend the entire night just sitting by the fre, watching him sleep. Gale: Sounds like you loved him very much. Grams: Love is the hardest of woods. Takes a long, long time to heat up, but it does. Jen: God, it smells good in here. Grams: Hickory burning in the hearth, smells like 46 years of my life. Dawson: They say that smell is the most powerful sense of recall that we have. It can bring back all kinds of buried experiences. Gale: Vanilla. Mitch: Still? Gale: Every time I smell it... Your Father worked in a restaurant when we first started dating... Mitch: The Franklin Family Fish House. Gale: And every night after work, when he would come to pick me up, he always smelled like vanilla. Mitch: Well, I used to soak my hands in it to, uhh, alleviate the smell of the cod. Dawson: Phenylene diamine. It's the main chemical used to process film, might've been the first time I ever opened a film canister. It's an intense smell. At the time, it smelled like possibility. Jen: Mothballs. I love the smell of mothballs. No, when class would get out at the Chapin's School in New York, um, there was this old storage room in the back of the auditorium that the drama club used to keep all their costumes and props in. God, I would spend hours in there hiding under Guinevere's skirt, wrapped in Lady Macbeth's cloak. It always seemed like, no matter what had happened or how bad the day had been or how much I thought I was falling apart, there was nothing that could get to me in there. Jack: Kickapoo juice. It was this grape juice, and they used to hand out a cup of it at the end of every day at summer camp. And the owner of the camp, Mr. A, gave it that stupid name. We all knew it was Hi-C. Pacey: This might sound a little goofy, but do you think it's actually possible to smell snow? Mitch: Absolutely. Pacey: Well, that's my first memory, then. I don't know, I was maybe two or three years old. I just distinctly remember getting up on my tippy toes so I could look through this half open window at the snow falling down on the frozen creek, and everything just blanketed in stillness. Andie: New car. We'd go on these family trips, and dad would always request a brand new rental car. And I guess, um, that smell just reminds me of all of us traveling together down some big open highway. Joey: Bacon. Sizzling, crackling, wafting into my bedroom while I was still asleep, starting in my dreams and coaxing me into awake. Bessie: I know that smell. Joey: Mom. Bessie: Yeah. Joey: See, every Sunday when she didn't have to work, she would make breakfast. And I would find my way down the hallway and stand next to her by the stove. And we would talk about school, and boys, and we'd take the pancake batter and pour it into tiny molds shaped like pine trees and animals. My Mom always loved to cook and take care of everyone, and hated working at that bar every night. She always told me not to worry, because eventually she was going to make enough money and she was going to open up her very own, um, her very own Bed and Breakfast. She obviously didn't get the chance to see that dream happen, so I thought I would give it a sht. So, thank you everyone for coming and helping us. You're the best fake guests a girl could ask for. But really, you can all go home now. (Joey goes to leave the room and notices Mr. Fricke has been standing in the doorway for an unknown amount of time.) Joey: Mr. Fricke, I'm really sorry this has been such a horrendous experience. I realize it's no five star B&B, but I'm pretty sure my mother would've loved it. (Potter B&B - Joey's room, the next morning. Voices are heard in the other room, and as she wakes up, a smile crosses her face. "Ain't Too Proud to Beg" is playing on the stereo as she makes her way into the kitchen. Everyone is dancing around cooking breakfast, and setting the table to eat. Some are singing along, and dropping things while they dance. Generally having a good time.) Joey: So is someone going to tell me what's going on? Pacey: Hey. Want some coffee? Could someone please get this lady a cup of coffee? Joey: I thought everyone was going home. Dawson: Well you know you sleep late, you miss a lot. Okay you've done the bed thing it's time for some breakfast (Everyone finds a place to sit at the table. Mr. Fricke is at the head.) Pacey: This is for you, Mr. Fricke. Joey: Morning, everyone. All: Morning. Joey: Morning, Mr. Fricke. Mr. Fricke: Morning. Joey: You know, I know we still have a few kinks to work out. We'll probably never have the fine linens and gourmet food that you're used to. Mr. Fricke: The heat didn't work last night... (pause) But this is one of the warmest places I've ever stayed. (gesturing towards the pancakes) And these pancakes may be the best in the county. Andie: All right! Joey: Um, what am I missing? Bessie: Why, whatever do you mean? Joey: Well, for one thing your pancakes are nowhere near this good, Bessie. Pacey: Well, then perhaps we should pay our compliments to the chef, huh? All: (chanting) Chef, chef, chef, chef! Bodie: (with Alexander in tow) Now who here wants seconds? Joey: (hugging him) Bodie? What are you doing here? Bodie: What do you mean? I wouldn't miss this for the world! (Bessie pulls Joey into the other room.) Bessie: I was up for hours last night, thinking about what you said by the fre. And I went up to the attic... Joey: Look, Bessie... Bessie: (holding up a Guest Book) Dad gave this to Mom for Christmas ten years ago. We signed it over breakfast... her first guests. How could I have forgotten her dream? Joey: You've had a few other things to worry about, Bessie. The lives of two kids. Mr. Fricke: (raising his glass in a toast) To the Potter B&B! May it live long and prosper! Pacey: Here, here. Andie: Yah! (Potter B&B - The Honeymoon Suite. Mitch is packing while Gale goes to put a necklace on.) Gale: (gesturing the necklace) May I bother you? Mitch: Yeah. (helping her with the necklace) You remember last night around the fre, that whole nostalgia vanilla thing? That brought back another memory... Gale: The Fish Bistro. Mitch: Yeah. Gale: How could I ever forget that pipe dream? Mitch: We thought that up when you were pregnant with Dawson. Leery's Fresh Fish. But you know what? I think back to that time now, before the teaching and the coaching, that wasn't really my dream at all. It was yours. Gale: Well, I don't know about that... Mitch: I'm not saying that you bailed on it or anything, I mean, it's not your fault you were more successful doing something else. Anyway, I know that you're interviewing with a lot of different stations and everything, but there is this little empty place by the river. I, um, came across it the other day and wrote the number down, just in case you wanted to take a look at it. (hands her a little slip of paper) Gale: Thank you, Mitch, but that dream was so very long ago. Mitch: Seems like yesterday to me. (The Dock - Henry and Jen are sitting and talking.) Henry: So this is why you brought me here? Jen: Henry, I just shared with you all the events of my sordid past, a veritable laundry list of sexual crimes and misdemeanors. Henry: Yeah? Jen: So, so you're not acting disgusted or self-righteous or intimidated or even agog? Henry: Why would I be any of those things? Jen: Because that's how boys always react. Henry: Whatever you did before is part of what makes you who you are. And I'm thankful for that. Jen: Did you just say what I think you said? Henry: Whatever it was, I think I did, yeah. Jen: Who are you, Henry Parker? (Outside Potter B&B - Pacey is helping Dawson with his camcorder.) Dawson: Pacey, do you have any idea what you're doing? Pacey: Well, I have put a lens cap on before, yeah. Dawson: I meant just in general. Everything's changing so rapidly, I'm having troubles finding my bearings, you know? Pacey: I'll second that emotion. Dawson: You know, I lay awake at night on my bed staring at my walls, which are now blank except for a Lennon poster, trying to imagine the future... and it's as blank as the walls. All I can see is a past that's barely recognizable anymore. Perfect example... you. Pacey: Me? Dawson: Yeah, you concocted this whole metamorphosis. You used to be glib and predictable. I don't know, I mean I thought it was, you know, your relationship with Andie, but now you're not with her and still... I guess what I'm trying to say is, thank you. Pacey: For what, man? Dawson: For doing what I asked you to do: taking care of Joey. You really went above and beyond the call. I mean, you did something really special for her. I'm glad she has you. Pacey: Let me tell you something, Man. It's no picnic, okay? That Potter girl, she ain't easy, alright? She's physically incapable of keeping her mouth shut for more than two seconds at a time. She's got an opinion about everything. I mean, it's uncanny, alright? So anytime you want to jump back in there, you just let me know, because I am eager to return to our regularly scheduled programming. That good enough for you? Dawson: That'll do fine, Pace. (Potter B&B Porch - Jen and Grams walk outside with the luggage when Jack walks up.) Grams: (singing) Sunshine all over the place, just put on a happy face. Jen: Did you mix your red pills with your blue ones today? Grams: I like that song. Ahh. Jen: Oh, just in time to carry our bags. Jack: Uh, listen there's something I want to talk through with you guys if you have a second. Jen: Absolutely. What is it? Jack: Okay, uh, Andie is, um, Andie's giving me the hard sell about moving back home. Jen: Well, what about your Dad? Jack: As much as I thought it was, my moving back home doesn't really have anything to do with my Dad. He's not there half the time anyway. It's about Andie. You see, when you guys invited me last summer to stay with you, I didn't have anything or anyone. And it was so generous of both of you and it's not that you just offered me a home, it was the act of reminding me that somebody cared about me when I didn't really feel like I deserved it. And now Andie needs to be reminded of that. I'm her brother. So look, I'm sorry. I want you to think that I appreciate everything and you did so much for me and I... Jen: Go home, Jack. Go home. (Group hug! The following scenes are a montage of everyone. Music plays in the background.) Pacey: Potter? Potter, look, I talked to the furnace guy. He said he could come by tomorrow if you didn't... (Pacey finds Joey asleep on the couch under a blanket. He walks over and kneels to the floor next to the couch as he covers her. After staring at her for a moment, he walks away. Outside of the B&B, Bessie, Bodie and Alexander sit on a blanket, looking at the stars. Henry and Jen sit on the docks talking. Gale is walking along a pier, when she comes across the property that Mitch told her about. Jack is packing his things up in his room at Gram's house, for his move back to his father's house. Dawson lays on his bed, staring up at his 'Imagine' poster. Joey is still asleep under the blanket, the room lit only by the fireplace. Pacey sits in the armchair across from her, watching her sleep. A look of contentment and awe is on his face. It's obvious he could sit there all night.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x12 - A Weekend in the Country"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 313 - Northern Lights [Scene: Interior of Joey's House. Pace and Joey are there and have been going through the lines of his play together] Pacey: Tomorrow night will be your night. We'll do whatever you want. Joey: Something wild, insane, and crazy? Pacey: I promise. Joey: Like what? Pacey: Like I'll come home from work early and we'll wallpaper each other. Joey: No way. Sorry, we're done. Pacey: We can't stop now. I don't know this stuff at all. Joey: Sorry, master thespian, but the whole next page consists solely of cooing, tickling, and lap-sitting, 3 things definitely not in my range as an actress. Pacey: Ok. Let me tell you, you're gonna be sorry tomorrow night when I get up on that stage, panic, draw a complete blank, then just start ad-libbing obscenities to the crowd. Joey: Actually, Pacey, I kind of thought I'd go on Saturday. Pacey: Saturday? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: No, no, you don't want to come on Saturday. You gotta come on Friday. It's opening night. Much better chance you'll get to witness some amusing disaster. You know, like scenery falling on my head, or perhaps my co-star hyperventilating from one of my intoxicating stage kisses Joey: Yeah, you're known for those. Pacey: So what do you say? Front row center? Joey: I can't. I kind of have this thing I have to do on Friday night. Pacey: What thing? Joey: It's just this thing. This guy. Pacey: What guy? Joey: A.J. Pacey: College guy? Joey: He's coming out to the cape for a party, and he invited me to go with him. Pacey: You're going to a frat party? Joey: He's not that kind of a college guy, Pacey. Have you ever heard of the aurora borealis? Pacey: The northern lights? Joey: Yes. Pacey: Yeah, I've heard of 'em. I mean, I may not be Ivy league material, but if you give me a road map and a remote control, I can probably find my way to the discovery channel and back. Joey: Yeah, well, there're like 10 nights out of the year when you can actually see the northern lights from this part of the world, and tomorrow may be one of them. And if you factor in the recent sunspot activity-- Pacey: Northern lights, my ass. This guy is obviously just trying to separate you from the Potter pantalonees. Joey: Pacey, read a newspaper once in a while. You cannot fake geomagnetic activity. Pacey: Oh, yeah, you can. Sure you can! You can fake anything! Especially if you're some Ivy League egghead, and it's all part of some grand astronomical make-out scam. I'm talking as the voice of reason here, ok? I mean, come on, the chances of the northern lights appearing in the night sky above Capeside are about as good as the chances of me acquitting myself with distinction on that stage tomorrow night. Joey: Yeah, well, call me crazy, but I'll take those odds any day. (Opening Credits) [Scene: Outside School. Joey and Dawson are walking along the sidewalk and talking to each other] Dawson: So, what do you think? Joey: What do I think? Dawson: Yeah. Joey: I think you're going to be pretty bored in study hall, Dawson. Dawson: Well, it could be a very interesting opportunity, to study some human behavior. At least until I figure out what my move is going to be. Joey: Just don't go joining the yearbook, ok? I mean, it's bad enough that Pacey's doing this whole play thing. Dawson: That's right. Tonight's opening night, isn't it? Joey: Yeah... [Nicki comes storming up to them] Nicki: You dropped film class? Are you insane? Joey: Mm... I can tell you guys have a lot to discuss. So, I'll see you later. Dawson: Ok. [Joey leaves Dawson and Nicki alone.] Nicki: This doesn't have anything to do with the film festival. Does it? Dawson: No, it doesn't. I just--I need to walk away for a little while. You know? Recharge my batteries. Nicki: Well, the least you could have done was given me a heads-up. We're partners, Dawson. And in 3 days we're supposed to stand in front of our entire class and pitch a feature film. Dawson: Nikki, I'm sure Mr. Jordan will be more than happy to give you an extension and get you a new partner. Nicki: I don't want another partner. I want you. Dawson: Who are you kidding? You've probably got the entire assignment done already. Nicki: Well, yeah, but I was gonna ask for your ideas. Dawson: When you did, you would have realize that I don't have any. Nicki: You don't have any ideas? Dawson, you are the most creative person in the class. Dawson: See, that's where you'd be wrong, because, as of 8:15, I'm now the most creative person not in the class. [Scene: Behind the set of the play. Pacey and his leading actress are trying to run through some lines. Andie is running around wildly in the background.] Actress: How are we supposed to go up tonight if you keep forgetting your lines? Pacey: I know the lines, ok? It's just that I got a bit of recall delay, that's all. Andie: Where's Mr. Broderick? Our play is falling apart at the seams! Pacey, just take it from the top. Pacey: Sure thing, boss. What's the top again? Andie: You entrance. Pacey: Entrance. Right. Jack: Hey. Andie. Andie: Not now, Jack. We're trying to do this line read-through, but Pacey has conveniently chosen to leave his memory at home. Jack: Yeah, well, about 30 minutes ago in English class, it, uh, Mr. Broderick... Andie: What? Jack: Just come with me. Come on. Come on. [Scene: Nurse's office. Mr. Broderick is lying on a caot with a towel on his forehead. Jack and Andie come up to his bedside.] Mr. Broderick: The nurse thinks it's a kidney stone. My wife's picking me up in 5 minutes. Andie: No, no, no. The play's going up in less than 8 hours. Mr. Broderick: I'm sorry Andie. I'm not gonna make it there. You're gonna have to take my place. Andie: Uh, no, you don't understand. See, I have, um, tickets to sell and the after-party to set up. I can't do everything by myself! Jack: I can do the tickets and the after-party. Mr. Broderick: There you go. Jack'll help you. I have faith in you, Andie. I mean, who am I kidding? It's been your show all along. This is your night. Here. Andie: Your director's binder? Mr. Broderick: It's yours now. And, as the house lights fall over that magic place we call the theater, all I pause for a fleeting moment... And think of me. [Scene: Inside the school halways. Jen is trying to get Henry's attention, but he is some distance away. She runs after him.] Jen: Henry! Hey, wait, Parker! Parker, wait up! Hi, henry. [She eventually runs into him outside the school doors.] Henry: Jen... Jen: Ok, why are you avoiding me? Henry: Why are you canceling on dinner tonight? Jen: What makes you think at I'm canceling? Henry: Ever since you agreed to this little... Dare I call it "date," you don't even make eye contact with me in the hallway. It's like you got this giant blind spot in exactly my shape and size. Jen: Ok, don't you think that maybe you're just being a little bit paranoid? Henry: Are you or are you not canceling our date? Jen: I'm not canceling anything. Henry: You're not? Jen: No. No, I'm...just postponing. Look, see, it's Pacey's opening night, and I just figured that maybe I should be there to support him. Henry: So that's all this is about, the play? Jen: Yeah, yeah, that's what all this is about. Henry: Great. Jen: What do you mean, great? Henry: I'll go with you... To the play. What time's curtain? Jen: 7:00. Henry: 7:00. All right, I'll be there. I mean, if that' all right with you. Jen: Yeah. Yeah, it's fine. Henry: Ok. [Scene: Joey's bedroom. Bessie and Joey are there sitting on her bed talking.] Joey: Don't even think about coming near me with that medieval trture device. [Knock at the door] Joey: That can't be him. Bessie: Just relax. Let Bodie get it. And finish telling me how I'm not supposed to worry about you going out with some much older guy. Joey: He's not that old, Bessie. He's like 19. [Knock knock at bedroom door. Bessie opens the door to see Pacey at it. She then slams the door back in his face.] Bessie: Well, it's a boy. Just not the one we expected. [ She opens the door again, and lets him in and then leaves.] Pacey: Ok. So I tnk. I did. I completely tnk. Joey: Call down, Pacey, you're just nervous. Pacey: Oh, no, no, no this is way beyond nervous. Do you know that read-through I had today? I couldn't remember a single line. Joey: I don't know why you're psyching yourself out like this. You know the play, Pacey. We went through it 2 nights ago. Pacey: No, I know the play when I'm running it with you. When I got to do it with actual man beings, nothing. Joey: I know I suck for not being there. I'm sorry. Pacey: You do suck for not being there, don't you? But listen, I'm gonna give you the opportunity to get back in my good books, ok? There's still the after-party I told you about. And, now don't say no too quickly, because you're definitely gonna need a shoulder to cry on after this whole northern lights thing doesn't work out. Joey: [Laughs] Ok, I'll try, but don't count on it, all right? Current geomagnetic conditions are extremely favorable for auroral activity, actually. Pacey: Where did all this scientific mumbo-jumbo come from? I thought this A.J. Dude was a poetry geek. Joey: He's interested in more than just that. He's a renaissance man. Pacey: Fantastic. He can bore you in 7 languages. Joey: No, just 3, actually. English, French, and Latin. Pacey: Latin? Joey: Mm-hmm! Pacey: Who speaks Latin? I mean, like Spanish, now, that's the foreign language of the people. But, Latin that's a dad language. [Bessie open the door to her bedroom.] Bessie: He's here. Joey: Ok, thank you. Pacey: It's not too late to bail, ok? Believe me. Joey: Why would I want to do that, Pacey? Pacey: Because this guy's an operator, ok? I can tell. I mean, you know, the first thing he's gonna do when he comes through that door, is he's gonna pay you some lame compliment about how incredible you look tonight. [They start to leave the room and walk toward the living room.] Joey: Pacey. Pacey: I'm looking out for you. And then he'll try something cute, like a negligible but not entirely insignificant amount of physical contact, you know what I mean? Like helping you on with your coat. Mm-hmm. Joey: It's called being a gentleman, Pacey. I'm surprised you've heard of it. Pacey: And this party he's supposedly taking you to? I bet it doesn't even exist. And if it does exist, I will lay you money that our boy wonder over there seizes the first possible opportunity to get you alone. [She stops before getting to the livingroom] Joey: Stay. [She leaves pacey in the hallway, and goes to meet AJ.] AJ: Hey. Joey: Hey . AJ: You look, uh, you look amazing. Joey: I should get my coat. AJ: Let me help you with that. Pacey: Hey. Joey: Thank you. [Scene: Outside of the party. Joey and AJ are walking by the waterfront, talking.] Joey: Hey, thank you. So, who are all these people? AJ: Well, the guy who owns the place is a mathematician. Once upon a time, he was my mentor. Joey: And everybody else? AJ: Grad Students, mostly. Some astrophysicists and other left-leaning impoverished academics. Can't you tell? Joey: And how would I tell? AJ: Well, the cheap haircuts, and the unfortunate fashion sense. [Takes a sip of his drink, then spills it out] The pretentious taste in beverages. It's mead. It's what Beowulf drank before he slew Grendel. [Joey goes to take a sip, and he stops her, then pours hers out as well] You know, I wouldn't it's... Joey: Can't I have some? AJ: No, it's alcoholic. Joey: Ah. I thought that's what college guys lived for. AJ: What? Joey: Opportunities to get high school girls all liquored up. AJ: Well, only ones with very little imagination. Alcohol isn't exactly the most sophisticated way to seduce a girl. I mean, there are better ways to go about it. N-not that I mean-- we, or anything-- I mean, not-- that that was just.. Joey: Where is everyone going? AJ: Oh... Cloud cover. Viewing conditions aren't exactly clear. Joey: Does that me no lights? AJ: No, not necessarily. It could clear up before midnight. Joey: Midnight. AJ: Yeah, for some unknown reason, midnight-- astronomical midnight, to be exact-- is the best time for viewing auroral displays. Joey: So that means we have quite a wait in store for us. AJ: You're not gonna turn into a pumpkin if I keep you out that late, are you? Joey: No. But I might freeze to death, so, uh...Maybe we should go inside. . And mingle with those astrophysicists. AJ: Let's take a walk first. Do you want to? Joey: Sure. [Scene: Outside the theater. Jack is handing out play bills at the door. Dawson is getting a bill when Andie walks up] Andie: Oh, Dawson, there you are. Where's Pacey? Dawson: Uh, as his director, shouldn't you have a better idea of that than I do? Andie: Oh! Jack: What's going on? Andie: Um, well, it's only 20 minutes till curtain call, and my lead is nowhere to be found. Jack: I could swear I saw him come in earlier. Andie: Ok, so he's gotta be around here somewhere, right? Dawson: I'll go look for him. Andie: Ok, Dawson, don't look, just find. Please? And tell him not to worry. I'm not gonna kll him. Till after the show. [Scene: Inside the Gymnasium. Pacey is shting some baskets when Dawson walks in just as he makes a sht, and Dawson begins clapping.] Pacey: How'd you find me? Dawson: I have the misfortune of knowing how your brain works. Pacey: Yeah. You know, I seem to recall that the last time you and I were on a basketball court together, I ended up getting my nose broken, didn't I? Dawson: Pacey, we don't have time for this. You've got a show to do. Pacey: Oh, just a couple more, you know? It helps. It's part of the whole acting process. Dawson: So what are you so nervous about? It's not like you've never acted before. Pacey: Yeah. How many times did it take me to actually get that sea creature thing right? Dawson: Good point. Pacey: And at that point, how many people were watching me? And for that matter, how many ex-girlfriends were there, counting on me to do a good job? Dawson: Let me ask you this. Acting--you like it? You having fun? Pacey: Well, I kind of got blackmailed into the whole thing, but... Yeah, I have to say it's been fun. Actually, it's been a blast. Dawson: So then go out on stage tonight and have a blast. It's all that matters man. Find what you love to do and do it. Pacey: This is coming from a guy who just gave up his life's passion to hang out with the underachievers in fourth period study hall, right? Dawson: I didn't give it up. I just decided to spread it around a little bit. Pacey: When did you become all Zen? I thought you of all people would be freaking out big time right now. Dawson: Why? Pacey: Well, I don't know. Maybe because of Joey's big date with college guy. Dawson: I really suck at this game. All right. Come on, Olivier, your public awaits. Pacey: What if this guy is some big sex maniac? Dawson: Joey's a big girl. I'm sure she can take care of herself. Pacey: Take care of herself? That's all you got to say about this? We're talking about Josephine Potter, the girl whose destiny intrinsically linked to your own. Dawson: Had to happen eventually. You said that yourself. Let's go. Pacey: [to himself] Oh, please. Oh, please. Oh, please. [Scene: inside the theater. Jen is looking at the entrance, when Henry enters.] Jen: Hey--Henry Henry: Hey, I thought we were gonna meet out in front. Jen: Oh, I thought that whoever got here first was supposed to save seats, so I did. Henry, I'd like you to meet my Grams. Henry: Your grandmother? Jen: Grams, this is Henry Parker. Grams: Oh, well, what a pleasant surprise. I've heard so much about you. Henry: Nice to meet you. Grams: [To Jen] Jennifer, why didn't you tell me Henry was coming? I would have gladly stayed at home so that you two could be alone. Jen: You know what? It looks like the show's starting. We should take our seats. [Scene: the play going on from behind stage.] Actor: So, how long did you say you'd been married? Actress: 6 days. Actor: He won't notice the place is empty till June. Well, Eldorado 58191, have a nice marriage. Andie: Dawn, we've got to get you buttoned. Ok, you look great. Don't be nervous. Pacey: Andie. Andie: Pacey, no! How could you do this to me? I sent your understudy into makeup 15 minutes ago. Pacey: That's good. I think he should stay there, 'cause, Andie, I can't do this. Andie: What? You can. Come here. You know what? I gave up on you knowing this word for word a long time ago. So you're just gonna get the general gist of it, and you are gonna be fine! Ok? Come on, let's go! Go, you're up! Pacey: I don't know... Andie: Come on. come on! Oh, wait. No, no, no, no! The suitcase! Ok, go! [On Stage. Pacey enters, the actress is there waiting. She Kisses him.] Actress: Oh, Paul, darling! Well? Say something! [Pacey looks out into the audience, and is very nervous. But eventually, be breaks free. Out of breath he says.] Pacey: It's 6 flights! Did you know that it's 6 flights? [audience laughs] Actress: It isn't, it's 5. Pacey: What about that big thing hanging... [Scene:] Joey: So you're saying that there's hope for me? AJ: I'm just saying I wouldn't let my family's finances limit my dream. You think you want to go to an Ivy league school? Joey: I don't know. I just know that if I don't try, then I'll always wonder. AJ: Wonder what? Joey: Well, if I'm good enough. Smart enough to... To do something really important with my life. AJ: You sound pretty driven. Joey: Yeah. Driven by fear of failure. AJ: You know, I think maybe sometimes that happens to girls who lose their mothers when they're really young. They're really driven to succeed. Joey: Like Madona? AJ: Well, I was thinking more along the lines of the Bronte sisters, but... ? Joey: For a while I..I...I thought I liked art. AJ: But now you don't anymore? Joey: No, it... I do. It's I don't know... it's like there's this person that you want to be for other people, you know, and to make them happy and to make them proud of you. And--and then there's yourself. And... Sometimes it's really hard to tell where one ends and the other begins. Does that make sense? AJ: Yeah...Completely. You know, in medieval Europe, they used to think the northern lights were spirits of dad warriors. Joey: And now? AJ: Well, now we know that they're just charged particles of the sun interacting with the earth's upper atmosphere. Joey: Charged particles. Not too romantic. AJ: Think about it from the particles' point of view. Inexplicably drawn to something. Unable to resist. [AJ goes in for a kiss] Joey: Um, you know I just remembered that I'm supposed to meet someone, somewhere. AJ: Now? Joey: Yeah. Can we go? AJ: Yeah, sure. Joey: Yeah. [Scene: The Play. Pacey is standing on top of a tall window sill. And the play is still going on.] Pacey: I'll come down when you've said it again, loud and clear. Actress: What? Anything, Paul. Pacey: Paul Bratter... Actress: Paul Bratter... Pacey: Rising young attorney... Actress: [Cries out] Rising young attorney.. Pacey: Is a lousy, stinking drunk. Actress: Is a lousy, stinking drunk. And I love him. Pacey: I love you, too, Corie. I mean, even when I didn't like your tv I loved you. Actress: Then please come down, darling. Please. [applause] [Scene: The After-party, and the place is packed. Jack brings a bunch of flowers up to Andie.] Jack: [clears throat] For you. Andie: Oh! You shouldn't have! Jack: If you don't want 'em, that's ok. Andie: No, not so fast. I cannot believe that you did this in one afternoon, Jack. I mean, it's it's amazing. Jack: Come on, you're the amazing one, sis. And one word about how my people excel at decorating... You're dad. Andie: Ok. [Jen walks up to them with Henry and Grams in tow.] Jen: Hey, congratulations. Andie: Oh, thank you so much! [Jen is a little nervous and then notices Pacey at the bar alone. The nto Henry and Grams, says.] Jen: You know, if you guys want to grab some punch or something, I'm...I'm just gonna be right back. [She goes over to Pacey.] Jen: Hey, hey, good-lookin' Pacey: Now, you better watch out. I think Grams is moving in on your date. Jen: And I think that you better stick to comedy that's scripted. Pacey: Fair enough. Thanks for coming tonight. Jen: Wouldn't have missed it for the world. Opening night, packed house. Pacey: And not a Witter in attendance. Surprise. But Dawson's here. Jen: Yeah, I saw him. Pacey: And Jack. Jen: That he is. Pacey: And of course you. Jen: Yes, I am. Pacey: Yes. Jen: But you know who's not here? Pacey: Uh, the critic from the Capeside Clarion? Jen: Joey. Pacey: Yeah, she couldn't make it. You know, big date. Jen: It's too bad. She missed a great show. And an incredible leading man. Pacey: Well, thank you muchly. Jen: Of course, you hardly noticed. Pacey: Hardly. Barely missed her. [Joey walks up from behind them.] Joey: Missed who? Pacey: Nobody. [Scene: At a table. Dawson and Nicki are there talking.] Nicki: I come bearing crudite Dawson: Well, thank you. I think. Nicki: You know, Dawson, I think you're taking this whole... Precocious teenager thing a bit too far. I mean, people shouldn't disalusioned and give up the biz until they're at least, I don't know, 25. Dawson: It's not that big a deal. All I'm doing is dropping an elective. Nicki: Film. You dropped film. I thought that was who you are. Dawson: It's part of who I am. Remember at your house. When you were talking about how there's so many different things to be passionate about? Nicki: Sure. Dawson: Well, when I got home that day, I took all the movie posters off my walls. Every last one. There's this image that I keep on coming back to. I'm 10 years old. My parents have taken me to see Jurassic Park. I'm sitting there, fourth row center, popcorn in lap, flanked by mom and dad. And these 2 teenagers walk in. A guy and a girl. Probably about our age. They sit in front of us, and they proceed to make out throughout the entire movie. And I remember sitting there, just being shocked that anyone would rather kiss than watch this miraculous fantasy unfold onscreen. And at one-- at one point, I actually tapped the guy on the shoulder and asked him If he wouldn't mind keeping it down. And he looked at me like... "Look, one day, kid, you'll get it." And here I am, all these years later. And I'm still not the kid who goes to the movie theater just to make out. And I'm not the kid who sat between his parents anymore. I'm this third person who's so busy analyzing everything that I can't enjoy anything. I mean, the other 2 guys, at least they were having fun. I'm...just not anymore. And that's why I dropped film. Nicki: So...Uh...Where are you gonna look for this joy you once had but have now lost? Dawson: I have absolutely no idea. Any suggestions? Nicki: Where were you when you had it last? [Scene: Joey and Pacey talking at the bar.] Joey: So you're a huge ht. See, I told you everything would work out, Pacey. Pacey: What are you doing here? Renaissance man bail on you? Joey: No. It was just that it was getting late, and the clouds were moving in, and once it's over cast, there's really no chance of actually seeing the northern lights from this latitude. And plus, it was getting cold. So we just decided that Pacey: He kissed you, didn't he? Joey: What makes you say that? Pacey: He have to be a moron not to. And your lipstick is smeared all over your face. Joey: That's what I get for letting Bessie talk me into very berry, I guess. Pacey: So are you gonna see this guy again? Joey: I don't know. I mean, what's the point? I mean, he's older than me, he's--he's smarter than me. And he lives far away. A very not insignificant problem, seeing as how I can't even drive yet. How could I ever feel about him The way that I... Pacey: Feel about Dawson. Joey: No, I was--I was actually going to say "felt." Pacey: You want to know something, Miss Josephine Potter? I think the world may just surprise you yet. I mean, you fall in love and it doesn't work out, and you think that it'll never happen again, but it does. Believe me, it does, in the strangest of places. Joey: What makes you such an expert, Pacey? Pacey: Well, I'm an actor. You know, a poor player, strutting and fretting and all the rest of that Shakespearean stuff. And as such, it is my job to understand the sophisticated inner workings of the human heart. Joey: I think I liked you better when you were brooding and defeatist. [Pacey looks over Joey's shoulder and notices AJ has walked in, and is looking around.] Pacey: Uh-huh. Joey: What? Pacey: Well, I think your date may not be over so soon after all. ah, go on. You know you want to. Joey: Ok. Thanks. [Scene: There is a comotion. And everyone is looking up into the rafters. Henry is up there yelling down to Jen.] Henry: Jen! Jen: Henry, what the hell? Crowd: [Crowd murmurs excitedly] There's someone in the rafters. He's crazy. He could fall. Henry: Jen. Jen: Henry, get down. Henry: No. Jen: I'm not kidding. Get down from there. Henry: I'll come down when you say it loud and clear. Jen: What? Say what? Henry: I, Jen Lindley... Jen: I, Jen Lindley... Henry: Am embarrassed to be here on a date with Henry Parker. Jen: Am embarrassed to be here on a date with Henry Parker. Now get down. Henry: I've ignored him... Jen: I've ignored him... Henry: Taken him for granted... Jen: Taken him for granted... Henry: And spent the last 5 months of my life making him miserable, all to disguise the horrifying fact. That I like him. Jen: Henry, get down. Henry: Could someone get a ladder? [Scene: Joey and AJ talking with each other.] Joey: What made you come back? AJ: Uh, I never left. Since I dropped you off, I've been sitting in the parking lot. Thinking about how... When someone says something you don't understand, you're suddenly faced with this rather limited window of opportunity in which you can ask the person to explain what they meant, or spend the rest of your life pretending you understood them. I just thought I'd reopen the window. Did I do something wrong? Joey: No, uh, A.J., I kind of panicked. And, you know that thing called grace under pressure? Well, I don't really have it, not even a smidge. AJ: Joey, it was just a kiss. It wasn't the running of the bulls in Pamplona. Joey: When you kissed me, I suddenly realized that I was standing there with this person who, you know, has skipped about a zillion grades and knows everything about everything, and I knew that the minute that you stopped kissing me, you would realize that you'd made terrible mistake, because AJ: Because why? Joey: Most things that you talk about... I don't even know what they are. Things like literature and science and history just pour out of you like you're this... Good Will Hunting impersonator, and ... is there anything that you're not an authority on? AJ: Girls. Beautiful girls. Their hopes, their dreams, what makes them tick. I wish I knew a little bit more about that. Joey: Me, too. You might know more about that than you think you do. AJ: So I guess we never got to see them...The northern lights. Joey: No. Next time. AJ: I've seen them before. Joey: Will you tell me about them? AJ: It's like the sky you've known your whole life. The one you've looked up at every night as a kid. Only you look up at it, and it's like it's on fre. Flooded with all these brilliant colors. Joey: Sounds kinda scary. AJ: Yeah, it is. But beautiful. [Scene: after the party and Jack and Andie are cleaning up.] Jack: Not too glamorous, huh? Stuck with clean-up duty on your big night. Andie: I don't mind. Jack: I'm sorry dad couldn't be here. Andie: Oh, don't be sorry. I mean, that actually kind of made it better. You know, being around all these people who don't know me so well, who believe in the person I am today, that don't really know everything I used to be. It was great. The whole night I felt like... Jack: The belle of the ball? Andie: No. More like me. Like myself. Jack: Well, that is some of the best news I've heard in a long time. Andie: I had this, uh, this mantra in the hospital. You want to hear it? Jack: Yeah. Andie: Structure and purpose. I mean, I know it's just a stupid little school play, but that's what it was to me. Structure and purpose. I think when you have something like that in your life, you know, to hold on to that's not another person, but it's more like a part of yourself, you know, like a goal or a dream, the whole world falls apart around you, you'll be ok. Jack: And you are...Ok? Andie: Yeah, I'm great. Jack: You sure you're that great? [Jack notices Pacey] Andie: There's one way to find out. [She goes over to sit down by him outside.] Andie: Hey. Pacey:: Hey. Andie: You weren't exactly the life of the party tonight. Pacey: No, I guess I got a lot stuff on my mind. Andie: Yeah, it's too bad your parents couldn't come. Pacey: Well, as it turns out, there are a lot of people who couldn't make it tonight, So .C'est la vie. Andie: Yeah, but I mean, too bad they couldn't see you being a star and all tonight. Pacey: I think you and I both know who the real star of that production is. I mean, the actors, all we do is come on at the last moment and grab all the glory, whereas the people who work behind the scenes, you guys are the ones who make everything happen. I mean, nobody ever knows all the work that you guys do. Andie: They know. So, it looks like you're gonna get that guaranteed "C" in English. Pacey: You're disappointed, aren't you? About my pathetic return to the depths of academic mediocrity. Andie: I'm not disappointed. Girls have these idiotic, misguided notions about guys. I mean, we think we can spruce 'em up and turn 'em into something they're not. Pacey: In your defense, I wasn't exactly what you'd call a luxury model. I did have fixer-upper written all over me. Andie: Yeah, you pretty much were priced to sell, weren't you? Pacey: Yes, I was. Damaged goods. Andie: But, the thing is, Pacey...I was wrong. There was never anything about you that needed fixing up. And there never was, and there never will be. 'Cause you are perfect as is. Pacey: You, too, Andie. Andie: [sighs] Pacey: What? Andie: I'm trying. So, uh, what do you think my next project should be? It definitely won't be involving you. Pacey: No. Andie: My people will certainly not be calling your people. Pacey: Um, I don't know, Andie: I was thinking maybe an all-girl cast. Pacey: Or perhaps puppets. You know, puppets are really good. They're directable, unlike myself. [Scene: Outside. Jen and Henry are walking along the sidewalk talking to each other.] Henry: I can't remember when I felt this depressed. Oh, yeah, 10 minutes ago. Jen: You'll get no sympathy from these quarters. Henry: I know. For a second there, I thought I saw you smiling. Jen: You are not like other boys. Has anybody told you that before? Henry: Yeah, you. Jen: It's just that you gotta stop it with these grand gestures, these larger-than-life public declarations. They're...You're like the Christo of teenage crushes. Henry: Who's Christo? Jen: He's--well, he's kind of like a sculptor. He does these really large...Never mind. It's just that you don't have to try so hard. Henry: It's just that... I want to know you, Jen Lindley. I want to be honest with you. Totally and completely honest. Jen: Nobody can ever be completely honest, henry. No one over the age of 6, that is. Henry: I can. Jen: You know what? You can, can't you? I don't know what it is or how you managed to keep it for so long, but you've definitely got that thing that children have. Henry: You have it, too. You've just... Forgotten about it. Jen: No. Henry, I don't think that I ever had it. Henry: Then I can teach you. Just say what's ever in your heart right now, right at this instant Jen: [She kisses him] was that honest enough? Henry: Almost. I'd say about 70%. [He goes in for another kiss and they kiss even more intensely.] [Scene: Joey is just getting home, when Bessie stops her at the front door.] Bessie: Not so fast. A certain boy we both know is waiting to see you. [She goes into the back yard to see who it is. Dawson is sitting there on one of the benches.] Joey: Dawson? Dawson: Hey, I'm sorry to show up like this. I know you just got back from your date. Joey: Look, if that's what this is about Dawson: No, it's not. It's not. I swear. Joey: How did you know about my date, anyway? Dawson: Pacey told me. You don't have to explain. If anybody has to explain, it's me, showing up like this. Joey: So why did you show up like this? Dawson: I needed to see you. You know? I just I suddenly felt very lost. Joey: How did you think you were going to feel after you took down all your posters and suddenly decided to drop film class? Dawson: Well, I didn't think. I just...did. Joey: And now you're thinking, and you realize you don't know who you are anymore? Dawson: Something like that, yeah. Joey: I think you lost your true north. That fixed point in the night sky, that you guide yourself by. Dawson: What about you? What's your true north? Joey: I don't think I have one. [They look up into the sky and is, is dancing with fiery lights.] Dawson: What is that? Joey: The aurora borealis. Dawson: The northern lights? Aren't we a little too far south for that here in Capeside? Joey: Apparently not. It's funny. I have been waiting all night for this, and it happens now, with you. Dawson: Is that a bad thing? Joey: No. It's, uh...It's just typical. [They just lay back and watch the skys.] Joey: I thought they'd be bluer than this.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x13 - Northern Lights"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 314 - Valentine's Day mssacre [Scene: Inside Bodie's Pick up truck. Joey is in the driver's seat and Dawson in the Passenger. Pacey is in the bed of the truck. Joey is trying to learn to drive a stick shift from Dawson.] Dawson: You just kinda want to ease into it. All right, it's a very gentle kinda give and take...Action, all right? So...You might want to do it right about now. Wait! [She stalls out the engine.] Dawson: Oh! Ok, remember when I said that thing about stepping on the clutch before you actually try and shift? Is that coming back to you? Um...So you re in neutral now. Put your foot on the clutch that's it! Ok? Joey: I don't want to learn to drive anymore. It's too hard. Pacey: Oh, are we there yet? Look, come on, kiddies. We are barely halfway down the driveway. What on earth have you guys been doin' up ere? Dawson: See, this is a shining example of why friends should not teach friends to drive stick. Joey: You're not exactly Lloyd Dobler, Dawson. Dawson: What is that supposed to mean? Joey: Say Anything, John Cusack teaches Ione Skye how to drive. Dawson: Yeah? Joey: Except, if I remember correctly, he was quite the patient tutor. Dawson: Why, as I remember, she actually listened to his tutorial. Pacey: Ok kids, let's try and find the love up there, shall we? You know, Dawson, what say you and I invite miss Josephine Potter to step out on the town with us tonight? Unless, of course, you've got prior Valentine's Day plan with the college beau. Joey: No, massive midterm crisis. Pacey: Excuse me? What kinda moron would rather shove his nose in a book then take his girl out for Valentine's Day? Joey: Pacey, I know it's a hard concept for you to grasp, but some people are actually dedicated to the pursuit of academic excellence. Pacey: Ok, so then why don't you just come with us? It'll be fun. Joey: Depends on what goofus and gallant are up to this evening. Pacey: Well, as it happens, Matt Caufield is throwing, a massive anti-valentine's day party. Joey: To go to a Matt Caufield party? After everything we've heard about him? Dawson: Why wouldn't we? Joey: Heh. Well, that surprises me, Dawson. Dawson: Why? Joey: Matt Caufield? I mean, he's not exactly of your tribe. He's a creep, and his parties are infamous for complete and utter debauchery. Pacey: Why are you comin' down on a guy for wanting to shed his skin and have some fun for a change? Joey: And why are you dragging him into a seedy, depraved world reserved for bottom-feeders like yourself? Pacey: Ok, guys, this tug-of-wr over my morality is entertaining and all but we gotta get going. We're gonna be late for school. Joey: As much as the idea of watching the two of you make fools of yourselves is appealing to me, I'm gonna have to pass on the whole party thing... and make it a blockbuster night. Pacey: You know, that sounds like a great idea, Jo. Who are you gonna get to drive ya? [Opening Credits] [Scene: On the sidewalk outside of school. Dawson and Pacey are walking and talking.] Dawson: Can you imagine the life that that guy's leading? Pacey: Urban legend has it he slept with 6 cheerleaders in one weekend. I'm tellin' you, man, we gotta go to that party. Dawson: I don't know, man. Maybe Joey's right. Pacey: Aw, what is this? Is this doubt I'm hearing, Young Skywalker? Dawson: I'm not exactly cut out for a career in hedonism. Pacey: Dawson, pick up the phone already. This is your call to action. Ok? Your hero's journey begins now, my friend. Dawson: Pacey Witter, the poor man's Yoda. Pacey: You know, I've actually always seen myself more as the Han Solo type. Roguish good looks. Devil-may-care attitude. [Jack come running up to them.] Pacey: Hey, here comes my Chewbacca. Jack: What? Pacey: It's not important. Anyway, have any luck? Jack: Yeah, I talked to some of the guys on the team, and it turns out that the location is completely confidential. I guess Caufield and some of his buddies were afraid if, you know, the cops get wind of it they'll bust it up. But I did get the password. Pacey: What is it? [He looks to the side, giving his profile.] Jack: I know kung fu. [Scene: The Blood Bank. Henry is talking to one of the nurses there.] Nurse: I told you yesterday, Henry, you can only sell plasma every 72 hours. Henry: But I feel fine. Nurse: I know that huge heart of yours could probably fill half the blood banks in New England, but I'm sorry. Henry: Please? I got a date with an angel tonight. And everything is almost perfect. I spent the last 2 weeks working at her favorite restaurant to pay for the meal. I--I've got a reservation at the best table. Now, if I can just sell one more pint, I'll have enough for a gift. Nurse: I can't bend the rules. Henry: Nurse Nicole, somewhere out there there's a guy who thinks about you every day and dreams about you every night. A guy who would sell his blood just to make you happy. Nurse: Well, he's late. Henry: Maybe he's stuck. Maybe someone won't... bend the rules for him. Nurse: Roll up your sleeve. And promise me you'll get some rest before your big date. [Scene: Doug's Police Car. Doug is filling out some reports in it. Pacey comes walking up to him.] Pacey: Hey, Dougie. [Radio plays love song] Doug: To what do I owe this dubious honor? ` Pacey: Just want to hang out with his brother I always have to have an ulterior motive? And what is that satanic racket you got goin' in there? Doug: [Laughs] Oh, listen to that voice, Pacey. Is that no a cause for joy? I mean, is that not the voice of a diva? Pacey: Dougie, if you continue in this manner, you are going to force me to unleash a salvo of gay stereotype humor that will leave you breathless and quivering. Ok? Doug: Always a pleasure, Pacey, but I got somewhere to be. Pacey: Well, look, maybe I could do a ride along with you tonight. Doug: And why would you want to do that? Pacey: Because, Doug, you're my big brother. I look up to you. And call me crazy, but I think it will be fascinating to spend a night in the life of super-cop Douglas Witter. Doug: Not tonight, ok? Pacey: Why not? Doug: Because you would be bored. Tonight I have to suffer through the noble task of staking out the golf course. Pacey: Golf course, huh? Doug: Yeah, a concerned citizen called in a heads-up about some big party at the golf course. So, you know. Hey, you, uh, haven't heard anything about a party, have you? Pacey: At the golf course? Ah. Nah. Nah. I did hear about this rager out on Witch Island but that's not what you're looking for. Any way, thank you, Douglas Witter. [Scene: Inside Andie's room. She is on the phone when Jack enters.] Andie: [On phone]Ahh. Ok, so, you take a left on Dearborn and then we're the third house on the left. So, I'll see you around 8:00? Kate, come on, you have to. Me. I mean, it'll be so much fun. Besides, you have to get your minds off things right? Ok, great. I'll see you then. Bye. [Hangs up Phone] Jack: Kate? Kate who? Andie: Kate Douglas. She's coming from Rhode Island for the weekend to crash with us. Jack: Kate Douglas, as in, my ex-girlfriend? Andie: And as in, a very good friend of mine. Jack: I can't believe you would actually ask her up here without asking me first. Andie: Jack, it's Valentine's Day and she just broke up with her boyfriend, and she needs a change of scenery. So, I... Jack: [sighs] did she mention me? Andie: Well, yeah, I mean, it's only natural. Jack: What'd you tell her? Andie: That you're great. Jack: And? Andie: "And?" Jack: And? Andie: And no, I didn't tell her that. That is so your gig. Jack: I can't believe you. Andie: Jack, hello, it's not that big of a deal, ok? She gets here, you ask her if she wants a glass of water, and then you, you know, kinda mention that you like boys. [Scene: Jen's Bedroom. She is getting ready for her date with Henry, and Grams is helping her.] Jen: What do you think, red or black? Grams: It's Valentine's Day. Red, of course. Jen: Yeah. Yeah, I thought so, too. All right. Grams: You know, it's perfectly natural to be nervous. Valentine's is a very exciting day. Jen: Oh, I'm not nervous. All right? It's just another day, just another dinner. Grams: It is not just another day. It's the day St. Valentine gave his life to the Romans rather than stop marrying young Christian lovers. Ooh, you can feel his spirit all around us. Jen: Oh, it's called a draft, and it usually wafts through open doors around the middle of February. Grams: Jennifer, you are far too Jaded. Jen: Who's jaded? I think it's great that we have a day that commercializes on our emotions. Grams: [sighs] Jen: Not even the harsh jangle of the cash register can keep love at bay. Grams: [sighs] Jen: Something's missing. Grams: You look beautiful, just beautiful. Jen: No something is definitely missing. [She grabs a necklace.] Grams: Uh--an unadorned neck is proper for the first date...Change, purity Jen: And that's so me. Grams: You know, I've often found that the best thing for nerves is to simply breathe deeply. In...Out... Jen: All right, for the last time I'm not nervous. I have absolutely nothing to be nervous about. I I have been on plenty of dates, with plenty of guys on plenty of days, and this is just another date. So- so, please, don't make such a big deal out of it. 'Cause not such a big deal at all. Ok? Grams: Have fun on your date, dear. [Scene: Inside Andie's car. Andie and Kate are in the front seats, and Jack is in the Back seat.] Andie: [sighs] Ok, so, the plan is, is we're gonna meet our friend at the club, and we're gonna try and find this senior party. Ok? Kate: Jackers, you're pretty darn quiet for someone I haven't seen in a year. Jack: It's just weird to see you. That's all. Kate: Have you missed me? Jack: Yeah, of course. Kate: I'm a pretty missable kinda gal. Jack: Don't ya think? Extremely missable. Kate: So, who's that special someone in your life these days? Jack: Um... It's funny you should ask that. Um...Because I think there's something that you should know-- [Kate begins crying.] Andie: Kate, what's wrong? Kate: My boyfriend...When he broke up with me, it started just like that. When I asked him what was wrong, he said, "funny you should ask." And then he told me that he was gay. [Jack and Andie just look at each other through the rear view mirror.] [Scene: Out on the golf course that evening. Pacey and Dawson are waiting. Pacey is acting like he's playing golf.] Pacey: Here we are, the 18th green, Augusta. If Pacey Witter can sink this putt, he will become youngest-ever masters champion. You can see the tension etched all over the face of his girlfriend, acting sensation, miss Heather Graham. Dawson: [Laughs] [Just as he's about to make the Putt. Andie, jack and Kate come up.] Andie: Hey, guys! [He acts like he loses control of the putter.] Pacey: Puh. McPhee, you just made me drop my putter! Andie: Whoo! Tragic. Dawson, Pacey, I want you to meet my friend, Kate Douglas. Dawson: Nice to meet you, Kate Douglas. Kate: Any friends of Jackers are instant friends Pacey: "Jackers." I believe she just said "Jackers." Jack: Yeah, well, Kate and I go way back. Kate: [Clears throat] Way back. Jack was my first boyfriend. Dawson: Oh, way back. Pacey: I'd, uh, I'd just like to putt out there. Kate: That I've recently broken up with my gay boyfriend, and I find myself in a highly-charged emotional state. Ok? Thanks for your time. Pacey: Can we have a moment please? Thank you. [He pulls Dawson aside.] Pacey: Did you hear what she just said? Dawson: I know. I feel bad for her. Add Jack, that's not one, but 2 gay boyfriends. Pacey: Ok, I wasn't so much talking about what she said, more like what she's saying. Dawson: And the subtext is? Pacey: That she needs to overcome the memory of her lost love...if only for a brief time. She's lookin' to hook up, man. This night just turned to a teenage fairy tale, and you, my friend, are the big, bright, shining star. Dawson: I wasn't quite looking at it from that angle. Pacey: Well, that's why I'm here, little buddy, isn't it? Dawson: Huh? Pacey: Nuh?! [Joey comes up to join the group.] Joey: Hey. All: Hi. Pacey: Well, that's odd. I mean, this couldn't possibly be miss Josephine Buzzkill in front of me, because I'm pretty sure she was boo tonight. Joey: Well, I came to make sure that I don't lose Dawson to the dark side. Dawson: Joey. I appreciate your concern, But I'm really quite capable of taking care of myself. Joey: Some day you'll thank me, Dawson. And if Pacey insists on being the devil on your shoulder, then the least I can do is be the angel on the other. Pacey: Fine, then. Come with me, sweet little angel. Be my guest. But you are not-- and I repeat--not gonna ruin this night for us. [Scene: Grams House. There is a knock on the door and Jen opens it to see Henry there. His face looks a little pale.] Jen: Hi. Henry, do you feel ok? You look kinda peaked. Henry: Uh--uh, I've been dreaming about this for so long, I'm afraid if I speak, I'll awake. Jen: You are awake. Henry: You're gorgeous. Jen: [flattered] So are you. [They begin to leave.] Henry: We're wearing the same color. Jen: Mmm, black. You know, my grams would probably say that it as a sign of the spirit of St. Valentine. Henry: Of course it is. I believe that. Oh, this is-- this is for you. [He hands her a long stem rose.] Jen: Henry, thank you. It's perfect. Henry: This whole night's gonna be perfect. [Jen pricks her finger on one of the thorns.] Jen: Ouch! Henry: Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, no. Jen: It's ok. Henry: It's not ok. You're bleeding. Jen: No. No, that's fine, really. Just a flesh wound. [Scene: The Golf Course. There are 3 golf carts driving on the course. Pacey and Joey are in the first one, Andie and Jack are in one, and Dawson and Kate are in the last one.] Joey: Well, that was about as subtle as an Oliver Stone film. Pacey: What was? Joey: Shoving Dawson on that girl. Pacey: What, are you jealous? Joey: No, I'm worried about him, Pacey. Pacey: Why? Joey: Because he's lost. I mean, can't you see that? Pacey: I wholeheartedly concur with you. Dawson is lost right now. That's why he needs to acquire as much life experience as possible Joey: Pacey, why does life experience need to translate into these wild parties and random hook-ups? Pacey: What would you have the man do? Join a book-of-the-month club? [Jack and Andie's car.] Jack: I'm screwed. I can't tell her now. Andie: You have to tell her. Jack: I can't tell her now. Andie: Well, you can't keep avoiding her all night either Jack: Well, if I tell her, I'm just gonna end up hurting her all over again. Andie: Ha ha. Ok, get over yourself, Jack. [Dawson and Kate's Car.] Dawson: What? Kate: Is there something hideously wrong with me? Dawson: Not that I can tell. Kate: Dave, the guy I just broke up with...The guy that turned out to be oh so very much a hm...He used to tell me I was an acquired taste. Is that just a nice way of saying I'm a filthy eyesore? I'm not a filthy eyesore, am I? Dawson: No, you're beautiful...In a way beautiful used to actually mean something. Kate: What w s your name again? [Scene: The Party. There is a large group of people at the party around a huge bonfire.] [Rock music plays] Kate: Rock on. Joey: You know, Scream 3 is playing at the Rialto. We could still catch it. Pacey: Easy, Potter. Joey: How do you think these guys are gonna respond when they find out we're crashing their party without an invite? Andie: Uh, good question and one we probably should have considered before we got here. So, who wants to go get ice cream? Jack: We made it this far, party people, we might as well. Caufield: This is my party, and I don't recall inviting any of you. Pacey: Well, you didn't. Heh then. Andie: Our mistake. So we'll be going now. Caufield: Do you know the password? Dawson: I know kung fu. Pacey: Ok, the . Jack: Well, ok. Kate: Ok. Caufield: Not so fast, kids. You do know about the entrance fee, don't ya? Pacey: Oh, yeah. Of course. It's, uh, what? $5.00 cover this, right? [Caufield grabs a tray of Jell-o shts.] Caufield: If you'd like to join us, I need each of you to down one of these bad boys. Go on. All the cool kids are doing it. Pacey: Well, thank you, Mr. Cosby. Kate: Red. Pretty. Jack: Yummy. Novocain for the soul. Caufield: Betty, Veronica? Andie: Actually, I'm the designated driver tonight. Caufield: Well, what about you, doll? Joey: It's an attractive offer. Although I'm sure you're dying for the chance to hold back my hair when I inevitably vomit up that nasty keg beer, I'm gonna have to take a rain check. [Dawson takes one of the cups.] Joey: You're actually considering participating in this nonsense? Pacey: Why can't you just let the man make his own decisions? Joey: Dawson, this isn't you. Pacey: You know, your concern for Dawson is starting to border on pathological, Potter. Dawson: Guys, we're not at the gates of hell, and you're not arguing over my soul. [He down's the Jell-o sht.] Pacey: All right, heh heh. [Scene: At the restaurant. Henry and Jen are sitting at the table talking.] Jen: Thank you, Henry. Henry: You're just saying that. Jen: All right, well, maybe I had my doubts at first, but everything's turned out really, really nicely. We've got a fun place to eat, and what's more important is that we can spend some time doing what I was hoping that we could do on Valentine's Day, which is just...Get to know each other, you know what I mean? [Henry is just staring out into nothingness.] Jen: Henry Henry...Henry Henry: Uh-huh? Jen: Am I boring you? Henry: No, no, I was I was just resting my eyes. Jen: Oh. Well, feel free to put your head down and take a nap if you like. Henry: Oh, ok. [He collapses out of his chair onto the floor.] Jen: Oh, my god. Henry! [Scene: The Golf Course. Joey and Andie riding back to their car in the golf cart.] Joey: How does he do it? Andie: Who, Dawson? Joey: No, Pacey. How does he always manage to get us into these situations? Andie: It's his cocky charm. Joey: Cocky, yes, but I don't t think the village idiot routine equals charm. Andie: Well, he means well. Joey: Why is he so irritating? Andie: If you think about it, I mean, he is just this big, dopey dog. Joey: You re right. , It's like he runs through the house destroying everything in his path, and then he looks up at you like, what did you expect? I'm just a dog. Andie: Mm-hmm. Heh. You know who you sound like? Joey: Who? Andie: Me...Right before I started dating him. [siren] Doug over car P.A.: You in the golf cart, pull over. [Doug exits the Cop car and walks up to the Golf Cart with a flash light.] Doug: Evening, ladies. [Scene: At the Party. Dawson is going over to talk to Kate.] [Rock music plays] Dawson: Hey, Kate. Kate: Hey, Dawson. Dawson: I was wondering Kate: You were wondering? Dawson: Heh. Are you gonna repeat everything I say? Kate: Are you gonna repeat everything I say? Isn't that annoying? I'm sorry. You were wondering? Dawson: Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to take a walk? Kate: With you? Dawson: With me. Kate: Yeah. A walk sounds neat. Let's go. Dawson: Ok. [Scene: Outside the restaurant. Henry is on a gurney being rolled over to the ambulance.] Paramedic: He'll be at St. Matthew's Lawler. He'll be fine. Jen: God, Henry, I cannot believe that you sold your blood. Henry: Twice in a 48-hour period. Jen: What were you thinking? Henry: I wanted to make sure I did everything possible to make tonight unforgettable. Jen: Well, you did. Ha. And wanted to buy you this. [He takes a box out of his pocket and gives it to her.] Jen: Henry. It's a ring. And--and-- and it's orange. Henry: It's Hungarian red. Try it on. [She tries it on but it is too small.] Henry: Oh. No! Jen: Henry, Henry, please don't worry about this. Henry: I ruined it. I ruined everything. Jen: It's--it's-- Henry, it's fine. Please don't worry about it. Henry: I wanted-- I wanted everything to be so perfect. Jen: It is. This is perfect. It--it's perfect. [Scene: at the golf course. Kate and Dawson are walking and talking.] Kate: I know what you're doing. Dawson: Really? And, uh...and what's that? Kate: You're the resident caretaker. Dawson: [chuckles] The what? Kate: The gng's nice guy. Freddie friendly. The one who volunteers to take highly emotional and processively wasted types off of everybody's hands so the other boys can go and have fun. Don't worry about little ol' me, Dawson. I will present you with no burden whatsoever. This place is hilly. Dawson: Oh, wait wait a minute. Why would you assume that? Kate: Assume what? Dawson: That I'm a nice guy. I mean, maybe I could be trying to take advantage of your situation. Kate: [laughs] Dawson: And you find that humorous. Kate: I may be drunk, and I may hardly know you, but that's not you. Dawson: It isn't? Kate: No. It isn't. I mean, first of all, who in a million years that was trying to take advantage of my situation. Would use the expression, "I'm trying to take advantage of your situation"? Dawson: [laughs] [sighs] [To the sky] Is it really too much, huh, to ask the universe that that once, just once, just one single, solitary time can you conspire with my desire to have a good time? Kate: Quit whining. There are people dying in the Balkans. Dawson: You be quiet, ok? This is between me and the fates. Kate: Call me loco, but maybe if you just acted instead of hemming and hawing and debating and conversing, then maybe you'd actually see some results. Dawson: [sighs] What is that supposed to mean? Kate: Simply put... If you don't want to be a nice guy, Dawson, when you take a girl into the woods, don't talk to her about kissing her. Kiss her. Especially after you've told her that she was beautiful in the way that beautiful used to actually mean something. Dawson: It's that simple? Kate: It's that simple. [Dawson goes into kiss her, but just as he's about to kiss her she stops him.] Kate: Hold that impulse. [Coughing and vomiting] Dawson: Perfect Perfect. [Scene: Inside Grams. Kitchen. Grams is sitting at the table drinking some coffee, when Jen enters from her date.] Grams: You're home early. Jen: Unfortunately not early enough. The haggard girl that you're looking at now is straight from the date from hell. Grams: Something for you and Henry to laugh about on your second date. Jen: Sadly enough, I don't think there's gonna be a second date, Grams. Grams: Because of just one sour evening? Jen: This was our first real date, and to call it sour would be a kind review. Grams: Jennifer, you have got to get over your preconceptions, about what a date is supposed to be. A date is, eh - even if it's a bad one, is just another moment. It's just another another pearl in a in a great wondrous necklace. Jen: Ok, before you wax geriatric let me just cut to the chase. Henry is right now in the hospital because he oversold his blood in order to buy me a Hungarian red ring which, by the way, is too small. [sighs] Sweet, yes. Adorable, sure. Grammar school, definitely. Grams: Henry never claimed to be the sophisticated sort. Jen: Which is exactly my point. I mean, why go for all this trouble? Why why plan a dinner? Why by me jewelry, if it's not who you are? Grams: Maybe he thinks that's who you want him to be. [Scene: The Party. Pacey is lying down on a section of tree and doing a beer bong, when there are sirens in the background. Everyone starts to run away.] Pacey: Whoa, guys. Yo, guys! What, did I do it wrong? [He sees some feet walking towards him. And then notices Deputy Doug.] Pacey: Hello? [Scene: Inside a jail cell. Everyone is in there. Kate is up walking around, while everyone else is sitting on the benches.] Kate: Do you guys party like this every weekend? 'cause I gotta say this has been the most fun I've had in a really long time. I mean, I am just so over my ex-boyfriend right now. Jack: I am really glad to hear you say that, Kate, 'cause I think there's something you really need to know. Andie: [Whispering to Jack] You are not gonna tell her in an enclosed space. Kate: Hey, I heard that. Tell me what in an enclosed space? Jack: Hey look, I know this isn't the optimum time to do this, all right? But I...All right, look. I Kate: Oohh I know what this is. You're not over me, are you, Jack? Jack: No, no, th-th-that's not it. Not to suggest that you're easily get-overable or an thing, but...The thing is...I... Kate: Oh, my god. You're gay, aren't you? [Laughs] Oh, god! But we had... Jack: Ah. Yeah, we did. Kate: And you were good. Jack: Thanks. But that doesn't really have any bearing on our current situation. I'm still gay. Kate: [To Dawson.] Are you gay, too? Dawson: Me? No. Kate: Are you sure? Because apparently only gay guys will kiss me. Joey: You kissed her Kate: I... [Sighs] he started to, but my less-than-iron stomach napalmed the moment. Joey: Dawson, what were you thinking? Dawson: I wasn't. Ha ha, for a fleeting moment I actually wasn't thinking, and it felt good. Kate: To take advantage of a girl who was drunk, vulnerable, and clearly on the rebound? I mean, is it just me, Dawson, or is this jaw-droppingly out of character? Dawson: What character, Joey? The little sketch in your head that you have labeled "Dawson" Look, this might not be the me that you're used to, and I might make a complete fool out of myself, but you have to start letting me make some mistakes. Pacey: [In a DJ Voice.] Here we go again kiddies. For the 476th time this hour, our number one billboard chart topper, "The ballad of Dawson and Joey." Will those 2 cry kids ever get back together again? Boy, I sure hope so. Joey: Look, Pacey, would you stay out of it? Pacey: Oh, of course. Far be it from me, lowly creature that I am, to ever tread on the sanctity of the Dawson and Joey dynamic. I'm sorry, it's just that I find the way at you treat him so fascinating, Potter. Joey: And how is that, Dr. Witter? Pacey: Like he's some weird, neutered, little virginal creature. Joey: What's your problem? Pacey: Huh. I don't have a problem. I am but a Greek chorus, here to observe and interpret. Dawson: Pacey... Joey: When did you adopt this mean streak? Pacey: Come on, Joey, you and I... We've always been known foe the snap, crackle, and pop of our repartee. Joey: Right. The good-natured but to my recollection, I don't remember it ever being pointed, and it's never been hurtful. Pacey: Or even being taken so seriously. Joey: But how could I not take it seriously, Pacey? And you've said one harsh, nasty thing after another to me tonight. What did I really do to deserve all that? Pacey: You didn't do anything to deserve this. The drunken lout in the corner just pleads sheer frustration. I mean, honestly, do you have any idea how exhausting it is to exist on your periphery to witness this perpetual dance that you two have? One week you're soul mates, the next week you're giving each other up for the greater good. I mean, do you think it's possible at sometime soon you could make up your mind, please? Yeah, and the reverence that you two treat this little saga of yours with, it's enough to make a guy wanna puke. [at that he gets up and runs to the sink. And vomits into it.] [Scene: Later at the jail cell. Everyone is sitting there quietly when, Doug and Mitch show up at the door.] Doug: All right. Everyone out. [They begin to file out of the door past Doug and Mitch who is eyeing Dawson with disappointment.] Doug: Everyone, [Door slams] Doug: Except you, little brother. Dad thinks it might be a good idea if you spend the night. [Scene: Henry's hospital room. Henry is there eating from a Jell-o Cup, when Jen comes into the room.] Henry: Jell-o? Jen: [giggles] What is it about hospitals always serving jell-o? Do they think it has some sort of miraculous healing power? Henry: [sniffs] I'm sorry I can't offer you more. Jen: No, I'm sorry. Henry, I think that I may have been, um...Just a a bit more anxious than I I let on about this whole thing. Henry: You? Anxious, really? Jen: Yeah. Um...See, when at the Chapin school, um, Valentine's was the day when the guy that I was dating would take out the girl that he really liked, give her presents, and chocolates Henry: I I don't believe that for Jen: Yeah. Well, it's true. All right, I've never had a date on Valentine's day...Let alone a first date, so...I think that my my need to fulfill that experience is what got the better of both of us. Henry: That's one way to put it. [chuckles] Jen: If we're gonna continue dating, and and I I'd like that, um, what do you say that we start acting more like ourselves and less like a couple in our thirties? Henry: Does this mean you want me to return the ring? Jen: Not on your life! This is the best-looking Hungarian red pinky-ring I've ever gotten. [sighs] and besides, it reminds me of you, which makes it pretty invaluable. [She grabs one of the jell-o cups.] Jen: [Clicks tongue] mind if I do? Henry: Do you realize what we're doing? We're having a date. No floods, no earthquakes, no locusts Jen: Shh shh shh! Let's just not think about what could go wrong. Let's just eat the jell-o. Henry: There's always room for jell-o. [Scene: Spare room at Jack and Andie's house. Jack and Kate are there folding up some clothes and talking.] Jack: So you ok? Kate: Yeah. Ya know, I'm starting to realize that there's something kinda cool about a relationship not working 'cause the guy turns out to be gay. I mean, sure, it's heartbreaking in its own way, but... It's not my fault. There's nothing I can do about it. Jack: Of course it's now your fault. Kate: It's not your fault, either. Jack: [exhales] I know. Kate: Do you? Why were you so afraid to tell me? Jack: I didn't want to upset you. Kate: Mm-mmm. Nope. Not buying it. You're gonna have to do better than that, Jackers. Jack: Uh, heh. Ok, um. When you and I were seeing each other, I always thought there was something a little...Off. I mean, I I've come a long way, but when I saw you, it brought me back to a time when I thought that the feelings that I was having were were wrong, and I guess I thought that if I told you, I'd be somehow disappointing you. Kate: In a million years you could never disappoint me, Jack. Gay or straight you're a world-class human being. That's why I wanted to see you. You take me back to this nice, safe place where crushes never end and hearts can't be broken...Needed that this weekend. Jack: Good. Well, I I hope you found it somehow. Kate: I did. And I'm glad I get to go home knowing the real you. Jack: Come here. [He gives her a big hug.] [Scene: Dawson's Kitchen. Mitch and Dawson have just gotten home, and Mitch goes into the freezer and grabs some ice cream and then a spoon.] Dawson: I thought the silent treatment was a tactic typically employed by kids. Mitch: I'm not giving you the silent treatment. Dawson: You're not talkin' to me, either. Mitch: I was thinking. Dawson: About what? Mitch: My son. It's been quite a year for ya. Dawson: What do you mean? Mitch: Well, it all started out with a wrecked boat and a wild party. And I was angry. Dawson: Dad What I'm trying to do is get back the thought of being a kid. I mean I'm 16, and it was a party, and those things are inextricably linked. Mitch: I have no problem with you going to parties. I have zero problem with you being 16. I do, I admit, have a problem with, oh, wrecked boats, strippers on the kitchen table, and fishing you out of the drunk tnk a Friday night. Dawson: Fair enough. But can you, uh...Chalk it up to youthful exuberance? Mitch: Yes I can. Dawson: Dad...Thank you. I really appreciate it. Mitch: I'm not finished. Since you' suddenly decided to start acting like a kid, I guess I'm left with no choice but to start acting... Like a parent. And until you decide on a path for yourself, I've chosen one for ya. Dawson: What does that mean? Mitch: Your mother's planning on buying a restaurant. Dawson: Really? Mitch: And you're gonna work there, doing whatever she needs you to do, after school, evenings, weekends, whatever, and you're gonna do this until you begin to understand that suddenly deciding to be a kid doesn't give you license to be reckless...And irresponsible. Good night, son. [Scene: Jail Cell. Doug has opened the door and is carrying 2 cups of coffee.] Doug: Ahem. You were in rare form tonight. Pacey: How bad do I suck, huh? Doug: So what seems to be the problem? Pacey: There's no problem, Dougie. Doug: Oh, come on, Pacey, I found you hanging from a tree getting completely wasted. Huh? So what is it, a girl or something? Pacey: What? Doug: Ok. So it's a girl. Who is she? Pacey: [Sighs] You know what, Dougie? It s really not that important, ok? Doug: Ok. Pacey: Tell you something, though. She's really, really annoying. Doug: Yeah? Pacey: Yeah. I mean, this girl is amazing. There is not a single subject on the face of the planet she doesn't have an opinion about. It's mind-boggling. Doug: Well, that certainly sounds like a nightmare. Pacey: Not me It's not quite like that. I mean, you gotta understand that the girl's really smart, so she's usually right, and when she argues, it comes from this really beautiful, pure place, how can you fight against that? Especially if you're a smart-ass like me. Doug: Is she pretty? Pacey: Ah. She is...Pretty. She is very, very pretty. She's actually the... That kinda pretty that gives you butterflies, you know what I mean? Doug: Uh...Yeah. Never lose the butterflies. Pacey: What? Doug: You know, that's maybe what sucks most about getting older. Somewhere along the line you just...lose the butterflies. So the question is, little brother, what are you gonna do about it? Pacey: Do? Doug: Yeah, do, as in do something. Take action. Pacey: No, I don't think you're really...Properly grasping the gravity of the situation, Dougie. You see, if I was actually to do something about this, there is the strong possibility that the sun would cease to shine. The tides would cease to rise. In fact, I'm betting there's a pretty good chance that the very earth would crack open and Capeside would become home to a huge hell mouth that would spew forth endless hordes of monsters and demon that would choke the denizens of the city, making them fall to their knees and pray for a return to the days before I took action. That's really what we're talking about here. Doug: Huh. Yeah, maybe...Look, Pacey, uh... in my experience, you don't come across that many people with the ability to give you butterflies. You just don't. And if you don't tell this girl how you feel, well, it'll be like spending the rest of your life in your own personal prison. [He opens the door for Pacey.] Pacey: Hey, Doug? Ah. Thank you. [Scene: outside Joey's house. It's morning and Pacey is running up to the door. He knocks on it and Joey opens the door to see him, and begins to shut the door in his face.] Pacey: Wait, hold on, please? Just what I said last night was way outta line. And Yes, I was drunk, but...more to the point, I was just plain wrong. And I want you to know that I'm really sorry. Joey: Well... I was worried about you, too, Pacey. Pacey: Me? Why? Joey: Well... Because, I mean, Satan himself could lead Dawson into the fiery pits of hell, and he would still emerge with his moral code firmly intact. But you...maybe I think that...Nobody's worrying about you right now. Pacey: So, then...Ahem. What you're really saying, then, is that...given the highly dysfunctional nature of our relationship, this is actually how you press concern for me. Joey: You gotta learn to read between the banter, Pacey. Pacey: Right. Joey: So... So are we all finished here? Pacey: No. Actually. Um... There's something else. Joey: Something else? Pacey: Yeah. It's it's just something I've been meaning to tell you Uh...look, Joey...You're lingering on your clutch, ok? I know you think you're into the gear, but...It's not a good idea. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but soon you're gonna do a lotta damage to your transmission, so what I was thinking if that if you wanted to, I could show ya. Joey: Now? Pacey: Ah. Yeah. Ha. Joey: Ok, Pacey. [Scene: They are in the pickup truck. Joey is trying to drive it while Pacey is in the Passenger seat.] Pacey: Ok. Joey: Now? Pacey: Not now. Joey: Now? Pacey: Now! Shift! [She changes gears.] Pacey: Huh? Joey: Huh?! I did it! Pacey: Yes, you did! Ha ha! Congratulations, potter. We are finally gettin' somewhere.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x14 - Valentine's Day m*ssacre"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 315 - Crime and Punishment [Scene: The School Hallway by the stairs. Joey is painting her mural on the wall, during the after school hours. Pacey comes up to see her painting.] Joey: I don't recall requesting the pleasure of your company, Pacey. Pacey: Rag? Joey: Brush. Pacey: You know, after Van Go chopped off his own ear. There was a rash of copycat mutilations among his students Joey: Your point being... Pacey: Well, my point being that the whole world reveres the artists, envies their talent, wants to be just like them. I'm hoping some of your genius will rub off on me. Joey: You got kicked out of your house again. Pacey: Well not exactly kicked out. It was more like they're filming a lifetime original movie in my living room right now. Joey: And which one of the Witter sisters is in complete distress right now? Pacey: That would be numero uno. Left the sergeant major for conduct unbecoming, fled back to whole home front and, brought along my screaming nieces. Joey: So I finally get my own room, and you have been exiled to sofa city. Ouch. Pacey: My sentiments exactly Joey: So, uh... So, what do you think? Pacey: Oh, is it done? Joey: Yes, it's done. Pacey: I thought that Principal Green had commissioned you guys to do murals exemplifying school spirit and unity. Joey: They did. Pacey: Well...No offense, but this looks like something you'd find tattooed on Kwai Chang Caine's forehead. Joey: You don't like it. Pacey: I didn't say I didn't like it I'm... Pretty sure the rest of the murals, will be a little more traditional but Joey: What, like football players and lighthouses? And what do they actually say about the high school experience? Pacey: Jo, this is the U.S. of A. We're a very prosaic nation, and when we have art in public places we want it to be about as subtle as Godzilla. Joey: Yeah, but, Pacey, don 't you think that art can have this power? I mean, it can bring people together. Pacey: Oh yeah, absolutely. In museum, the thinking man's pickup joint. Joey: That's what I like about you Pacey. You just Go so deep. Pacey: Thanks. [Scene: The school Hallway, by Joey's mural. The mural is covered up by a sheet that is taped to the wall, to prevent anyone from seeing it. Dawson comes up to it, and it trying to sneak a peek at it. Joey sees him trying this.] Joey: No peeking. Dawson: What, I don't get a preview? Joey: No. Dawson: Why not? Pacey did. Joey: Dawson the unveiling is a crucial part to any new work, and...I want you to have the whole experience. He didn't tell you what it is, did he? Dawson: No. He didn't. But he said it was great. Joey: That means a lot, coming from the world's most discriminating art critic. Dawson: He . Well, he... He knows what he likes. Joey: On, Pacey's prized possession is a black velvet painting of the baby Elvis. Dawson: So how's your speech coming? Joey: I don't know why I have to say anything. I mean, isn't an artist just supposed to let her work speak for itself? Dawson: Yeah, but when the PTA and the school board let you paint something in the hallway of a public school, they expect a little poignant ceremonial in return. Joey: So are you going to be there? Dawson: Of course! I mean, if you want me to. Joey: I want you to. Ok, and whatever you think, be honest with me, even if you hate it-- Dawson: Even if I Hate it? What makes you think I'm gonna hate it Thing is. Joey: It's just... Dawson: The stepping out from behind the curtains, I can understand that it can be terrifying. Up there in the lights in front of all those people. Being judged. Joey: Well, it's even more than that. I mean. I feel like I'm... Declaring myself for the first time. I mean... what I really think about is places and... With everyone staring at it, it's gonna be like they're looking right into my soul. [Scene: School Library. The Disciplinary committee is there and they are talking with Matt Caufield about his cheating on a quiz.] Matt: Give me a break. It was joke. Andie: There's nothing funny about cheating, Matt. Matt: Principal Green... members of the disciplinary committee. I--I admit I--I didn't know the answer on the quiz, and I did what any self-respecting kid would do in the cellular age, you know? I whipped out my Startac, I dialed home and--and I ask my mom, "How many justices sit on the supreme court? You know, call me crazy, you know-- even Mr. Higgins laughed. Andie: Ok and you're saying that your mother didn't know the answer either? Matt: Uh-huh. Andie: Ok so how do you explain your perfect score on the quiz? Matt: I guessed. Andie: Ok, Um, well, then I guess my recommendation would be that you get a failing grade on the work in question and a 3-hour detention. Matt: Why don't you just break my kneecaps while you're at it? Principal Green: That'll be enough Mr. Caufield. While your behavior clearly violates the letter of the honor code? I don't believe it is in violation of the spirit code. Matt: Am I free to go then? Principal Green: Yes, you're free to go. Mr. Caufield. Let's let this be the last time we see you before this committee. [Matt and many of he others in the room leave. Principal Green, stops Andie before she leaves.] Principal Green: Uh, Andie... Would you wait for me for a minute, please? Andie: Sure. Principal Green, I'm really sorry about earlier. I reacted to the Principal Green: That's not what this is about. Andie, I have news. Andie: News? Principal Green: I was contacted this morning, by the educational testing service your phenomenal PSAT results placed you among the top 50 000 scores in the country. You young lady have taken one giant step towards a national merit scholarship. Isn't that fantastic? Andie: Uh, yeah, fantastic. Principal Green: Andie, what's wrong? You seem stunned. Andie: No. No, no. It's just, um... well, it's just-- yeah...I'm a little stunned. Principal Green: Congratulations. [Scene: Outside Doug's Apartment. Pacey has just been buzzed in and he goes to Doug's door, but when Doug sees that it is Pacey he tries to shut the door before Pacey can get in, but Pacey manages to put his foot in the door.] Doug: No, no, no. Pacey, last time you were here, you left water rings on my deco coffee table. Pacey: Dougie, mom and dad just wanted me to bring you something, that's all Doug: Oh yeah? What? [Pacey makes his way into the house.] Pacey: Me! Doug: What are you doing? Pacey: I'm moving in, bro. Doug: What, excuse me? Pacey: You heard me. I'm moving in. Oh, look, dad gave me a check to give to you, like a security deposit. In case I break your stereo. Doug: You're not breaking my stereo, because you're not touching my stereo, 'cause you're not moving in with me. Not now, not ever. This is not party of five. Pacey: Come on, Dougie, please you can't make me go back to that house. I mean, Think about it. You got this whole styling bachelor pad all to yourself with the ... Nice lighting and the fancy window dressings and all the other trappings , of the dire extremely closeted sexual man, and I won't even have a room to myself anymore. Doug: [sigh] Since when? Pacey: Well, since Carrie decided to take an extended leave of absence from Jerry. You remember Jerry don't you? Our favorite Brother-in-law, the one with all the tattoos? And of course she brought along the no-neck monsters. Who are currently residing in my room. So what do you say, man? Can I stay here, please? Doug: If I agree to this-- and it is very big "if"--There will be rules. Pacey: I am your willing pupil. Doug: Number one: We don't eat anything that mom sends over. The woman thinks that iceberg lettuce ah cuisine. Pacey: Agreed. Doug: Number two: The coaster. Live it, love it, use it at all times. Pacey: Done. Doug: You will keep the CD collection in alphabetical order by last name not first. Do you understand? Pacey: Oh, yeah, perfectly. But I don't foresee the need for me to dive into your diva collection anytime soon. Doug: Oh, I think you would be surprised at how a tortured, impassioned female voice can soothe an achy breaky heart. Pacey: Heart's just fine, thank you very much. Doug: Oh, sure it is, little brother. Sure it is. Pacey: Look, Dougie. If you're referring, to our brief jailhouse conversation the other night, you can chalk it up drunken rambling. Doug: Well, there won't be any of that on my watch. And I won't have any moping around like a lovesick puppy either. By the way, you any good at decoupage? Pacey: Oh, god help me... [Scene: Joey's house. Joey, Bessie and Bodie are getting ready to go see her unveiling.] Joey: You are not planning on taking pictures? Bodie: Uh, don't try and stop her, Joey. When a little sister accomplishes something impressive, it's very important for a big sister to create a huge embarrassing fuss over her. Bessie: Yeah, the more embarrassing the better. Joey: Thank you. I mean, I know it's not gonna be too fun for you to walk the halls of Capeside again, seeing it wasn't exactly your favorite place on earth. Bessie: Yeah, but I'm old, remember? And that was a long time ago, and things are different now. Bodie: They're not that different. What, are there, like 10 black kids in that school? Joey: 11 and don't try to rewrite history, Bess. I mean... I remember days when you used to pick me up from kindergarten and you spend the whole way home hollering about some... smug, 2 faced idiots who thought they were better than you simply because you had the wrong kind of jeans. Bessie: Ok, I admit it. I hated high school, but that's why I'm so glad it's not like that for you, Joey. You are talented, and everyone at that school knows it. They've known it for years, and today they're going to see proof positive that Joey Potter is force to be reckoned with. [Scene: They School hallway there is a large group of student watching the unveiling of the murals and the speeches by the artists. Pacey, Dawson, Andie, and Jack, are among the students watching. Bessie and Bodie are also there. One of the artists is talking about her mural to the crowd.] Artist: I painted this so that we all can remember the beacon of knowledge that our teachers shine on us every day. In closing I would like to thank Principal Green , and all of you for this opportunity to impart my message of unity. Principal Green: And now, the last of our Capeside High murals. I'd like to ask Joey Potter to step up and grace us with a few words about her creation. Joey: Well, uh, Principal Green said the mural should focus on what unifies us as a school, and you think about it, nothing really unifies us. Even our mascot is divisive-- the minuteman? Right there, you've listed half of the student population. [Laughter] Joey: ...The only thing that I could think of that unites us all, that we all have in common-- is that we all start off thinking that we can be anything that we want to be. I mean, by the time we get here, we've somehow lost that feeling. We've started to believe whatever our parents or our friends have told us about what we can achieve, about what we can got out of life, and we've forgotten about the possibility we had when we were younger. And that's what I think we all have in common. That's what the symbol on my painting means possibility. I painted it because I thought we could all use a daily reminder that if you believe in yourself, when the odds seem stacked against you anything's possible. So, I hope you like it. [She pulls down the curtain, and someone has painted all over her mural with black paint. Joey sees this and runs out of the room. Dawson, seeing her distress, runs after her.] [Scene: Outside the school. Joey is running away from the school, and Dawson is chasing after her. He finally catches up to her.] Dawson: Hey, wait up. You ok? Joey: That's what I get for answering the call to public service-- public humiliation. Dawson: Nobody's humiliated in there except for maybe the person who did this. Joey: It felt humiliating, Dawson, to me. Dawson: Look, it was a silly prank. Joey: You don't know that. Dawson: You put your heart and soul into that, and I don't blame you for being angry, but don't turn this into some sort of personal attck on you. Pacey: Not to stick my nose in here, but just to stick my nose in, of course it was a personal attck. Dawson: What? Pacey: There were only 3 murals in that hallway. Yours was the only one that got touched. Dawson: So? Pacey: So either someone didn't like what Joey was trying to say, or someone just didn't like you. Dawson: Your logic leaves a lot to be desired. Pacey: Dawson, we're in high school here. It's a veritable society unto its own with a pecking order that makers the caste system look forgiving. Who knows what subtle line you may have crossed or what offense you might have given without even knowing it? Dawson: Paranoid much? Pacey: You don't think there's a possibility there's somebody out there who hates Joey just for being Joey? Who hates the way she talks, the way she dresses, the way she chews on her lower lip. Joey: I don't chew on my lower lip! Pacey: I'm just putting it out there. Think about it. Does anybody come to mind? Dawson: Why, so we can all gng up on him and call him dirty names? Do me a favor, just stay out of this. It was an act of vandalism, pure and simple. Some idiot trying to rage against the machine. That doesn't make sense. Joey: Perfect! Heckle and Jeckle. This is exactly what a girl needs in the middle of an existential crisis, and it's not helping. So thanks, but no, thanks. [She leaves them and they start to watch her go.] Pacey: Shouldn't we, uh Dawson: No. Let her go. [Scene: Inside the McPhee kitchen. Andie and Jack are talking to each other.] Jack: So, uh, have you heard any word on Joey? She's pretty broken up about it. Andie: Yeah, obviously. Who wouldn't be? Jack: They'll catch the guy, and you can have the last laugh. Andie: Huh? Jack: D.C. Throw the book at him. Andie: Right, heh. You know what? Actually, Jack, I'm thinking about quitting my position. Jack: On the disciplinary committee? Andie, you're, like, the senior-most student representative. That's one step below the savior for mankind as far as college admissions are concerned. Andie: I know, but it's just taking up way too much time. Besides, my schoolwork's starting to slip, and the more Ii think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel about sitting in judgment of others. Jack: What? I'm just a little shocked. Why? It's not like you to bail on a commitment. Andie: Come on, Jack. A lot of things aren't like me, but I've done them anyway. Can you set the table? Jack: Yeah. [Scene: Joey's house. Dawson has just come into the house and sees Joey cleaning up the table. And rings the service bell.] [Ding ding] Dawson: Any room at the inn? Joey: Depends. Dawson: On what? Joey: The length of the lecture I'm gonna be forced to sit through. Dawson: No lectures, I promise. Although I do wanna say that I'm sorry that what happened today happened. Joey: Well, the whole thing was tragically lame to begin with. As if painting on a wall is going to make a change or the slightest bit of difference in school. Dawson: Maybe. Maybe not. Joey: For some reason, I don't like the sound of those maybes. Dawson: Repaint the mural. Joey: What? Dawson: Do it tonight. Surprise that bastard when he shows up tomorrow morning. Joey: I would rather shove red-hot needles underneath my toenails, ok? Dawson: Come on. You're gonna let some stupid high school prank keep you from finishing something that you obviously care about? Joey: I finished it, Dawson, ok? It's not my fault that not everybody got a chance to see it. Dawson: I can't believe you're being like this. Joey: Like what? Dawson: Defeated. Dejected. Demoralized. Joey: News flash, Dawson. I can't always be, your plucky little Joey Potter. I don't have this unlimited reserve of goodwill and good faith in humanity, and sometimes, I am going to be a little depressed. It's not about demeanor. It's about not being a victim. It took me a month to do that, Dawson. I had to conceive it, and I had to execute it, and you can't just expect me to start over. Dawson: Why not? Joey: For the same reason you haven't sht a roll of film since January. Dawson: Joey, that's completely different. Joey: Really? Dawson: Yes. I chose to quit filmmaking. That was a personal decision. Joey: It had nothing to do with the fact that it was poorly received at the festival? Dawson: Truthfully? No. Joey: Well...Then how convenient for you. Dawson: What does that mean? Joey: You have all of these choices, Dawson. You have all of these choices that you just take for granted. I mean...God...One day, you're a filmmaker, and the next day, you're not, and tomorrow, you could wake up and decide you wanted to be a sculptor, or you wanted to just backpack through Europe, or--or--or climb Mt. Everest, and you can do that. Dawson: And you can't? Joey: No, I can't. Dawson: Why not? Joey: I can't afford to waste the time to go find myself and be artistic, and I can't afford to just reject reality and go off and chase my pipe dreams. I can't do it because that's not my life. That's your life. Dawson: You know what I think this is about? Joey: What? Dawson: I think you're relieved. I think you're relieved somebody painted over you mural 'Cause you never had to go through the hard part-- never had to show it to the world, never had to hear what anyone else thought about it. You never had to decide for yourself how good or talented you really are. Wonder why I came over tonight? These are the keys to the school. Principal green gave 'em to me. Do what you want. [Scene: School Cafeteria. Pacey comes up to 2 guys in line for food and starts talking to them.] Pacey: Oh, if it's brown, it must be Tuesday. Student 1: What do you call these things again, Witter? Pacey: Elephant scabs. Packed with whole grain goodness. Did you guys see the look on Principal Green's face? Student 1: Huh? Pacey: At the unity mural thing. I thought the guy was gonna have a breakdown. Student 2: And that girl Joey, she totally lost it. Classic. Student 1: Yeah. Pacey: Look, uh... I'm running myself a little pool here-- guess the true culprit. Winner takes all. You guys in? Student 1: How much? Pacey: It's only a buck a pop. Student 1: Had to be Caufield. Student 2: Yeah, definitely. Pacey: What makes you guys so sure? Student 1: 'Cause there's no other possibility. Student 2: Ha ha ha! Pacey: Ok. Caufield it is. [Pacey goes over to the table Matt Caufield is sitting at.] Pacey: Hey, Caufield. Matt: Do I know you? Pacey: No, not really, thankfully for me. Look, rumor has it that you have this irrepressible urge to express yourself artistically. Matt: What, that thing yesterday at the mural? That was pretty classic, huh? Too bad I can't take credit for it. Pacey: So you didn't do it? Matt: I don't know. I mean, everyone seems did, so maybe I should just do the polite thing and accept the credit and say thank you. Pacey: Maybe. But, look, I'm here to tell you that not everybody thinks what you did was funny. Matt: Well, some people don't have a sense of humor. Is that your problem? Pacey: Yeah, that's me. I'm humorless. Matt: Hmm. What do you want? Pacey: I want you to apologize, and then I want you to turn yourself in, and I want you to do it before the day is done. Matt: And why would I do that? Joey: Because this time, you just happened to mess with somebody I care about. [Scene: School hallway. Dawson walks up to the covered up mural, and sees that nothing has been done. He sees Andie walking towards him and asks her in passing.] Dawson: Hey, have you seen Joey? Andie: No. She wasn't in homeroom. [Scene: Outside the school. Pacey is watching as Matt pulls up in his SUV. When Matt gets out he goes over to him.] Pacey: That's a nice rig. Matt: It's a Christmas present. Pacey: Eh, that sucks, huh? Matt: What's that? Pacey: Your parents shorted you on the off-road package. [Grabs Matt and throws him against his car.] Matt: Get your hands off me. Pacey: Oh, come on, tough guy. Matt: What the hell do you want? Pacey: You know exactly what I want. Matt: So, what's next, Witter? You gonna sic your civil servant dad on me? Can't you see... I'm barely shaking in my boots? Pacey: Well, you know my name. That's a good starting place. Matt: What I know is I'm gonna count to 3, and you're gonna step aside. Pacey: Dream another dream, cowboy. That's not how this is gonna shake out. Matt: 1, 2, 3. [Pacey doesn't release him.] Are you whack or something? Pacey: Oh, no. Not yet. Not by a long sht. Matt: What? You want me to say I did it? Ok, I did it. Huh, there. Satisfied? Pacey: Good. Now, what are you gonna do about it, huh? [Screaming] I said, what are you gonna do about it! Matt: I'm gonna go and apologize. Ok? [Pacey releases him and allows him to walk away. As Pacey turns to walk the other way, Matt sucker punches him from behind. Pacey gets up and tackles him. They fight, throwing each other around, until Pacey Slams Matt down onto the ground and begins beating him. Principal Green see them while he drives up in his car.] [car horn honks] Principal Green: Hey! On your feet! Both of you! Inside! Now! [Scene: Outside Principal Green's Office. Pacey and Matt are seated in his office. Principal green is talking to his secretary, and Andie is summing into the office area.] Principal Green: Get me Dawson Leery and David Curren, please. Andie: Uh, Principal Green, can I talk to you for a minute? Principal Green: Not now, Andie. I'm in the middle of something. Andie: Please. It'll only take a second, and it's really important. Principal Green: What is it? Andie: I'd like to tender my resignation from the disciplinary committee. Principal Green: What? Andie: I think that you have this idea about me that--that I'm somebody I'm not, that I'm--I'm somebody with unwavering integrity, and I can't live up to that. Principal Green: Can we discuss this later at length? Andie: I don't know that there's anything more to discuss, Principal Green. Thank you. Principal Green: [Sighs] [Back in the Office. Dawson and David are there now too.] Principal Green: Now, since neither Mr. Witter nor Mr. Caufield choose to clarify the meaning of their little title fight in the parking lot, I'm counting on their friends to look out for their best interest. Mr. Leery? Pacey: Don't say anything, Dawson. Principal Green: Mr. Curren? Matt: Not a word, Dave. Principal Green: Well, somebody better speak up, and you better do it fast... Because a timely call to the dean over at Dartmouth will trigger an immediate review on your early admission status, and Mr. Witter, one more suspension on your record, and you can bend down and kiss this whole higher education deal good-bye. [Sighs] Ok. I have no other alternative. Dawson: It's because of the mural. Pacey: Hey, shut up, Dawson. This is not your fight! Dawson: It's not yours either. Principal Green: So what you're saying is that the reason that Mr. Witter picked a fight was because he believes that Mr. Caufield had something to do with the vandalization of the unity mural. Matt: I went nowhere near that thing. As if I could give a rat's ass about some stupid Chinese drawing. Dawson: If you didn't go anywhere near it, how did you know what it was? Principal Green: That's a very good question. Matt: Anyone could've taken a look. She's been working on it for weeks. Dawson: Yeah. At night and before school, other than that, it's been sealed up tight as a drum. I'm one of her closest friends. I didn't even know what it was. Matt: You know, this is ridiculous. Dawson: Not to mention, if you didn't, as you say, "give a rat's ass," then why would you go through all the trouble of finding out what it was? Pacey: Check the floor, Caufield. I think you just painted yourself into a corner. Matt: Ok. You got me. Busted. Yeah. I Jackson Pollocked some meaningless mural. You know what? For one thing, it was ugly. You know? It was an eyesore. And not to mention, why do I have to look at some trivial girl's little message to the masses every morning? Frankly, it offends me. Principal Green: Possibility is offensive to you? Matt: I'm white. I'm rich. That's all the possibility I need. [Scene: Inside the McPhee Kitchen. Jack and Andie are there talking.] Jack: Say again? Andie: You heard me. The advance copy of the P.S.A.T. that Dawson had, I'm the one who stole it. That's how I did so well on the test, Jack. That's how I scored in the 99th percentile. Jack: That was you? Oh, Andie. Andie: I know. Surprise. Surprise. Jack: Well, why? I mean, you knew that stuff cold, inside and out, backwards and forwards. If anybody was gonna ace that test, it was gonna be you. Andie: It was just sitting there on the table like--like this piece of forbidden fruit, and not a chance of getting caught. I don't know. It just seemed like the answer to all my problems at the time. Jack: What do you mean? Andie: I thought that... You know, if I aced the test, then... Everybody would think I was ok again. You know, that that would somehow convince them. But now that I really am ok, I'm having a hard time living with myself. Jack: Hence your resignation from he disciplinary committee. Andie: Jack, for the past 6 months, I have been walking around, feeling like the biggest hypocrite. I mean, don't you see? I've been so hard on all these other people just as a way of punishing myself. But now it's time to make amends for that. Jack: Wait a minute. What--what are you planning on doing? Andie: I'm gonna tell Principal Green tomorrow. Jack: No. You're not. Andie: Yeah, I am. Jack: No. No. Andie, look, think about this, ok? You screwed up. Fine. Ok? It was a moment of weakness. But do you really want to get kicked out of school for cheating on something that has the word practice in front of it? Andie: Jack, you know what I want? I want to be free of this thing once and for all. You know? What I did, and I want to be able to go to the mirror and recognize who I am again. Jack: Andie, there's got to be a better way. Andie: Jack, I've thought long and hard about this. Ok? There is no better way. Not for me. [Scene: Doug's Apartment. Pacey is lying on the couch holding a Steak on his eye. Doug comes over and grabs it.] Doug: Do you mind? I'm having this steak for dinner tonight with a nice béarnaise sauce. Pacey: Well, what am I having? Doug: Bread and water. Pacey: Doug, I'm a soldier here, returning from the klling fields. I mean, you know, where's my purple heart, my ticker-tape parade? [Joey enters the apartment.] Joey: Watch it on your black and white. You know, the one with a coat hanger as an antennae at the chevron station... Where you're probably going to be pumping gas for the rest of your natural born life, Pacey. Of all the bone-headed moves. Pacey: What are you talking about? I was right. It was Matt Caufield. Joey: Yeah, and that lets you off the hook how? Pacey: Because the guy deserves whatever he gets, ok? Preferably his silver spoon shoved up his ass. Joey: Oh, that's funny, Pacey. That's really funny. Pacey: Oh, this is rich. Here I am, trying to do the right thing. You know, sometimes a guy just can't win. Joey: No. He can't. Not if he completely overreacts to a situation. If you're gonna throw away your future, just do it on your own account, ok? Pacey: Oh, hey, don't get me wrong. Don't think I ever cared here. I was only doing Dawson a favor. Joey: Dawson. Pacey: Yes, Dawson. You know, looking out for you. Think back with me, way back. You know, like the beginning of the school year. Dawson Leery returns from the big city a changed man, determined to sever ties with girl across the creek. So, he asks trusted friend to look after said girl during the delicate transitional period. Trusted friend, of course he obliges, and now trusted friend gets his head handed to him on a platter. Joey: So you guys just traded me off like some sort of baseball card? Is that what this is about? Pacey: What? Joey: Us. You and me. I thought that Pacey: you thought what? Joey: I guess I thought something else, Pacey. [Scene: Principal Green's Office. Pacey and Matt are there for their punishment.] Principal Green: You have consistently flaunted my authority, Mr. Caufield. You have undermined the ability of my teachers to educate. And now, you challenge my commitment... To reshape this school into a community. Matt: Principal green, it was only a mural. Principal Green: Yes, it was only a mural... But it was so much more than just a mural. You don't fool me, Mr. Caufield. I know exactly who you are. You've been led to believe you're u touchable. So you disrupt the school. You disobey the rules. You serve to divide the student body with your arrogance and your attitude. Now, you may be smart, and you may be rich, Mr. Caufield, but you are not above the law. And for that reason, it is my decision... That you be expelled from Capeside High. Matt: Expelled? Principal Green: You heard me. Matt: For the rest of the year? Principal Green: For the rest of the year. Matt: Principal Green... Do you have any idea what my father's gonna say about this? Principal Green: Yes. I have a very good idea of what your father's gonna say about this. [Scene: Outside the office. Dawson is waiting to find out the punishment that Pacey is going to get, when Joey walks up to him.] Joey: So what's going on in there? Dawson: I don't know. It's hard to tell. Joey: No sign of... Birch cane or knuckle rapping. Dawson: No. Joey: Let's face it. Pacey's gonna be lucky if he gets off without another suspension. The way things are going, I mean... You should have just asked me to look out for him. Dawson: Excuse me? Joey: I know all about the little wife-swapping arrangement. Dawson: Wife-- Joey, that's not how I was, and you know it. Joey: Then how was it? Dawson: Well, first of all, it was months ago. I mean, things were very different between us. Joey: You're right. Back then I felt like you still understood me. Dawson: Oh, and I don't now? Joey: No. I never asked for your pity! Dawson: It wasn't-- it wasn't about pity. I couldn't be there for you, but I wanted you to have someone you can turn to, someone you could talk to. Now tell me-- where is the harm in that? Joey: Well, it just would have been nice if that someone could have metered a shred of genuine concern, Dawson. Dawson: That someone is in that room right now because he's got a hell of a lot more than a shred of concern. [Sighs] Joey, why are you doing this? Joey: Doing what? Dawson: Casting aspersions on people who obviously care about you. You really think that I don't want the best for you? Pacey--I mean, is a lot of things-- impulsive, thoughtless, stubborn-- but after everything that's happened this year, can you honestly doubt for a second... That he doesn't truly care about you? [Scene: Outside the office. Dawson is still waiting and Pacey finally comes out.] Pacey: Let me just state for the record... I like that man in there. In fact, I'll go you one better--he is a great human being. He's got the fairness of Lincoln, the charisma of Martin Luther King, Jr. He's even-handed and tempered and, if I may say so myself, acutely susceptible to a certain type of irreverent humor. Dawson: So he let you off. Pacey: Not exactly. Dawson: But he didn't suspend you. Pacey: Well, let's just say I'm not packing my bags quite yet. Although 3 days off would have provided a welcome diversion. Dawson: Ok, so divulge. What happened in there. Pacey: I'm gonna be a mentor. Dawson: Be a what? Pacey: Mentor. You know, the Capeside Mentoring program. Since I seem to be totally incapable of suppressing my own juvenile impulses, Principal Green seems to think that I would benefit from the company and example of someone half my age. Dawson: Ha ha ha! Pacey: What's so funny? Dawson: What about the poor kid? What are you gonna teach him? Pacey: What are you talkin' about? Dawson: You gonna teach him the importance of keeping a secret? Like, say, from, you know...Joey, for example? Pacey: Oh, that... Uh...She told you. Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: Hmm. Well, what do you think the odds are that you, yourself, will be as enlightened and forgiving a person as Principal Green just was? Dawson: Not good, Pace. Pacey: Ok... Dawson: Not good. [Scene: Inside Principal Green's Office. Principal Green is reading a letter, and Andie is sitting across from him.] Principal Green: To say that I am profoundly shocked and disturbed by what you did would be an understatement. Your behavior was deceitful, immoral, and ultimately, a disgrace to this school. Andie: I know. I just...Wish that I could have told you sooner. Principal Green: You know I'm going to have to inform the educational testing service, and that they're gonna cancel your scores, and that you're gonna have to forfeit your chance at a merit scholarship. Andie: I'm aware of that. Yes. Principal Green: Now...You say that there were other students who were aware of this test, but you were the only one who exploited it. Are you absolutely certain about that? Andie: Absolutely certain. Principal Green: What do you want me too here? What am I supposed to do about this, Andie? Andie: Um... Well... I heard that Matt Caufield was expelled from Capeside today. And what I did was... No less grave of an offense. Principal Green: Is that what you think? Andie: I cleared out my locker, and I know that all actions have consequences. Principal Green: Andie Andie: Most of all... I'm sorry for letting you down and for letting myself down. Principal Green: Andie... You and Matt Caufield have nothing in common. He is a selfish, spoiled young man who has no sense of right or wrong, who actually takes pleasure in hurting others. The only person that you hurt... Is yourself. Andie: But I did cheat. And it was wrong, and I should be punished for it. Principal Green: When you were on the disciplinary committee, one of the things that I tried to teach you was the idea of proportionality. Make the punishment fit the crime, yes, but also look at the person. Now, Matt Caufield, doesn't deserve, nor would he benefit from my leniency. But Andie McPhee... She just might. Andie: I don't know what to say. Principal Green: Don't say anything. Get your stuff. Put it back in your locker. As for your punishment... I have to think about that for a couple of days. Andie: Thank you, Principal Green. Thank you. [Scene: The defaces mural. Pacey is there painting over it with a fresh coat of white paint. Joey comes up carrying her art box, and is surprised to see him.] Joey: What on earth? Pacey: Hey, Potter. Joey: Pacey, what are you doing? Pacey: Painting. Joey: Duh! Pacey: I just thought it would be good if you could start with a blank canvas. Joey: Blank canvas, huh? Pacey: You know, wipe the slate clean, tabula rasa, return to point "a". All that good stuff. Joey: And, uh, who, may I ask told you I was planning on repainting the mural in the first place? Pacey: Ah, it's just this guy I met out in the street. Some guy. Ah, your typical do-gooder type. Joey: Mmm. Pacey: So...You gonna thank me? Joey: For what? Pacey: Well, for all manner of things. You know, like defending your honor, bucking the system-- Joey: Tilting at windmills while in the throes of a misguided hero complex? Pacey: Well, yeah, that, too. Joey: Pacey, if I was going to thank you for anything, it would be for being yourself, and, you know, not caring what anybody else thinks and for knowing in your heart what's right and wrong and... For being there this year... When I needed you the most. Pacey: You're welcome. So you want help? Joey: One condition. Pacey: Sure. Name it. Joey: You gotta be honest. The only reason you've been hanging out with me is simply because Dawson told you to? Pacey: Yep. That's the only reason. Joey: Hmm. You need to get a life. Pacey: [Chuckles]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x15 - Crime and Punishment"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 316 - To Green, With Love [Scene: The PTA Meeting. They are discussing the Matt Caufield expulsion. Joey, Dawson and Pacey are there in the seats as this is going on. The crowd is upset over the expulsion.] Dawson: This isn't going well, is it? Pacey: Well, it depends on who you ask. Joey: Yeah. If you're an enraged parent with a misguided agenda, It's going great. Board Member: Correct me if I'm wrong, superintendent, but I don't recall the board of education passing any rules, that allows a lunatic to start handing out death sentences, just because one of our kids acted like a kid! Parent2: Yeah! Superintendent: Please, please, please. As I've mentioned, I've strongly urged Principal Green to reconsider his decision, but as much as I wish it weren't so, Principal Green has final say in all Capeside High disciplinary matters! Mr. Caufield: Dr. Fielding, Dr. Fielding, may I? Superintendent: Oh, yes, please. Please, Mr. Caufield. Mr. Caufield: Do you consider yourself a member of this community? Superintendent: Yes. Mr. Caufield: Are you going to let the personal prejudices of an outsider ruin my son's future? Joey: I can't take this anymore. I have to say something. This is ridiculous. This whole thing has been blown out of proportion. Superintendent: This is a PTA meeting, young lady, not a pep rally. Now, you'll have your seat, please. Joey: Well, isn't anyone going to defend Principal Green for everything that he's done? Mr. Caufield: Miss Potter, my son tells me that you are the one who's mural was destroyed. Joey: This has nothing to do with me, ok? Mr. Caufield: You're exactly right. What it has to do with is the scare tactics of a man whose extremism and notions of justice, are better suited for an urban wr zone than our civilized community. Joey: You did not just say what I think you said. Mr. Caufield: What I'm saying is that this educator were doing his job in any capacity, none of us would have to be here tonight. Board Member: And if you were doing your job as a parent, Mr. Caufield, maybe your son would still be in school right now. He has a file in the guidance office over an inch thick. [Applause] Joey: Look, Principal Green is a fair man. Mr. Caufield: I'm sure he se ms that way to you, dear, and to maybe some of the other students, whose families don't embr-- Joey: Don't what? Mr. Caufield: Don't embrace the values that we as a community Dawson: [shouting] You don't know anything about her family! Superintendent: [Gavel bangs] People! That's enough! As of this Friday at 3:00, if Principal Green has not reduced Matt Caufield's expulsion to a more reasonable sentence, I will ask him to tender his resignation. [Cheering and applause] Superintendent: This meeting is adjourned! Pacey: Did what I think just happened happen? Fielding's going to railroad green into changing his ruling. Dawson: Either that or out of town. Pacey: Ok. Joey: Let's go [Opening Credits.] [Scene: Outside the meeting hall. Sherry is doing a news report on the meeting, as Gail and others leave the meeting.] Sherry: We'll be expecting Green's resignation. For now this is sherry Eisler of WKWB reporting from downtown Capeside. Gail: Hello, Sherry. Sherry: Miss Leery. I mean Gail. It's--it's great to see you. You look terrific. Gail: So do you. Hey, congratulations on making field reporter. That's a long way from the shy intern that I hired. Sherry: Well, I could say I owe it all to you. The new generation of female reporters would be nowhere without veteran trailblazers like yourself. Gail: So, uh, what's your story? Sherry: You were inside there. Didn't you see? Gail: I saw a bunch of out of control parents. Which, for this town, is hardly news. Sherry: Maybe, but what about the Principal expelling a kid for the rest of the year? He sounds like a real whacko to me. Ah, we got to get going. Got a deadline to make. You remember those days. Oh. It was great seeing you, Gail. Gail: Um you, too, Sherry. [Scene: along the waterfront. Joey and Pacey are walking together along it.] Joey: What happened in there was so unjust, not to mention personally demoralizing. Pacey: You know how this system works, Jo. Convicts, mental defectives, and people under the age of 18 are routinely denied the chance to participate in decisions that affect their everyday lives. Joey: And the problem is that the squeaky wheel gets all the grease. I mean, all these idiots rant and rave about low test scores. I mean, the people who are perfectly happy with the way things are just sit back and mind their own business. Pacey: True. Happy, satisfied people rarely attend emergency PTA meetings. Joey: And teenagers, I mean, come on. They'd have to be coaxed and prodded before they'd actually set down their play stations, turn off the TV, and do something about something. Pacey: You said it, sister. So who's going to rally the troops? Joey: Obviously nobody. Pacey: You could. Joey: Ha! Yeah, Joey Potter against the system. What am I going to do, paint another mural? That'll help. [Scene: Inside Joey's house. She is on the phone with AJ talking about the meeting.] Joey: I don't even know why I bothered to go. I mean, it was a total waste of time. There were barely any students there, and I got out 2 sentences before I was attcked. AJ: Joey, you can't just expect people to rally around a cause that doesn't exist. They need leadership. They need Joey: That's what Pacey said. AJ: Pacey? What kind of a name is Pacey? [Bessie comes into the room to get her attention.] Bessie: I think you're going to want to see this. Joey: I'm on the phone. Bessie: No, really. I think you're going to want to see this. [She goes into the room where they are watching the television report of the meeting.] Sherry: Safe schools, but at what cost? Concerned parents demanded actions and answers tonight from Capeside school superintendent Byron Fielding. The uproar started when a high school girl painted a mural that was intended to bring unity. Instead, all it brought was discord and the potential resignation of a high school principal under siege. Howard Green has thus far refused to comment publicly on his controversial decision to expel Matt Caufield, a senior, accused of vandalizing the so-called unity mural and fighting with another boy who took exception to the prank. The other boy was let off with only community service, leading some in this community to question Green's motives and wonder whether he's let some kind of personal agenda affect his judgment. Joey potter, the girl who painted the mural, was present at tonight' meeting and summed it up best when she said this about Caufield's harsh punishment. Joey on TV: This is ridiculous. This whole thing has been blown out of proportion. Joey: I never said that. Bessie: We believe you, sis. Sherry: Sherry Eisler, WKWB reporting... Joey: I mean, I said it, but not in that context. I mean, this isn't fair. This-- no one is ever going to give me the chance to say everything that I want to say. AJ: You're right, they won't. Not unless you stand up and demand to be heard, show them you won't be ignored. Joey: What are you suggesting? [Scene: School Hallway. Joey is hanging signs to get people to attend a rally. Pacey sees her doing this and comes up to talk to her.] Pacey: Well, Norma Rae, looks like you ok my advice after all. Joey: And what advice was that? Pacey: This meeting. Rallying the troops. I have to say, this is a big step forward for you. I mean, I'm known as the Capeside Crusader far and wide, breaking down sexual stereotypes, eradicating rogue teachers, but you, you're definitely more the rebel without the cause type. So, look, I just wanted to say don't hesitate to ask for any help that you might need, seeing that this whole thing was my idea in the first place. Joey: You were encouraging, yes, Pacey, but this meeting wasn't hardly your idea. Pacey: If that's the way you want to play, it's fine with me. If you want to pretend like you devised this whole call to action-- Joey: I didn't. [They walk around the corner and AJ is there hanging some of the flyers.] AJ: I 'm all out. Joey: Me, too. Pacey: Ahem! Joey: Oh, that's right. You guys have-- you guys have never met. Um, Pacey, this is A.J. A.J., this is Pacey. AJ: Right, the one with the peculiar name. How you doing? [AJ and Joey are standing close to one another, and you can tell this bothers Pacey.] Joey: A.J. Came down to help us rally up the troops. AJ: Yeah. To give Capeside a small taste of some tried and true college protest action. Student: Quick! Green's coming inside, and you guys got to see this. [They step outside and there is a crowd of parents out there picketing with a camera crew taping it. Green is walking up the walkway to the door.] [Chanting] Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! Green too extreme! [He comes up the to door to find Joey, Pacey, and AJ there watching this all go on as he approaches.] Principal Green: Joey. After you. [Scene: At the Leery restaurant. Gail and Dawson are working on getting it ready to open.] Sherry: Concerned parents showed up at Capeside High today to express their outrage at a principal who many think has gone too far. Gail: Thanks for helping out tonight, honey. Dawson: Don't thank me. Thank dad. He's the one who indentured me to this servitude. Gail: Not a moment too soon. I must say, this restaurant stuff, it's a lot more work than I expected. Dawson: Sorry I couldn't be here any sooner. Gail: What happened at that meeting at Joey's tonight? Dawson: You should've seen her. Totally confident, totally inspired. Gail: You're proud of her. Dawson: Yeah. How can I not be? I mean, she's finally standing up for herself and fighting back the way I always knew she could. You know, I can't help but feel a part of that. She's organizing an action tomorrow outside the superintendent's office. Gail: Well, she's got a tough road in front of her. Especially with that spokes model turned journalist misrepresenting her story. [Dawson turns the TV off.] Gail: You know what kills me, is to see an important story done badly simply because the person covering it has no idea how to decipher truth from popular opinion. Dawson: Sounds like you miss it. Gail: Yeah, I'd be lying if I said I didn't, but, hey, I got this place now. Onward and upward. Dawson: What if... you tried to tell the real story about what's going on? Gail: Relive my glory days as a field reporter? Dawson: All you would need to get back in the game is a camera. Gail: And a crew. Dawson: In these days of digital video, a crew is one person. Gail: Oh, and just who would my one person be? Dawson: You do have one indentured servant at your disposal. Gail: I don't know, honey. Even if we did this and we did it right, I can't promise the station would run it. They've made it clear many times over that my services are past their prime. Dawson: Well, we're not doing it for the station. We're doing it for you. And for Principal Green, and for Joey. [Scene: Outside the Superintendent's office. There are students picketing here making. Joey, Pacey, and AJ are among them. Dawson is setting up his camera while Gail gets ready for the story with Joey.] Joey: We barely have enough people to fill a softball team, let alone change the world. Pacey: Rome wasn't built in a day, Joey. AJ: Thanks for doing this. Hot coffee is great for morale. Pacey: No problem. So, where's Joey? AJ: She's getting ready for her close-up. AJ: Great, isn't she? A born leader. Pacey: Ah, she's a peach, all right. [Joey is with Gail and Dawson setting up for the interview.] Gail: I'm going to ask you a series of questions about the nature of the protest and where the movement came from, and then I think we should concentrate-- [Sherry comes over to see them getting ready for the report.] Sherry: Gail! What's this? Gail: I'm doing a story on the Green situation. Sherry: For cable? Gail: Oh, no. Truth be told, I was thinking about submitting it to Roger at the station. Sherry: Good luck with that. Joey, I would love to get a follow-up interview with you. Joey: In your frosted blonde dreams, Barbie. [Sherry leaves.] Joey: You didn't think I was too hard on her? Dawson: Felt about right to me. [AJ comes over to them, with Pacey in stride.] Joey: What is it? Pacey: Superintendent Fielding wants to see you. Joey: Me? AJ: The first signs of resistance falling. Joey: Why don't I get that feeling? Pacey: That's because Fielding is an unscrupulous, ineffectual jerk who cares more about job security than about what anybody out here thinks. He's only going to try to thrat you, Jo. I don't think you should go in there. Joey: [To AJ] What do you think? AJ: I'd go. [Scene: Inside the Superintendent's office. Joey comes in to meet with the Superintendent.] Superintendent: Ms. Josephine Potter, correct? Joey: Yes. Superintendent: Have a seat. I assume you know who I am. Joey: The man who shows up for football games and graduation. Superintendent: I appreciate a sense of humor, though I prefer to think of my involvement in your life as a touch more personal than that. I hear you're responsible for that dissonant clamoring outside. That true? Joey: Well, parents can picket a school, students can picket a superintendent's office. Superintendent: Fair enough. And just what is it you intend to accomplish with this first amendment display? Joey: Well, it's our belief that Principal Green was right in expelling Matt Caufield, and he shouldn't be forced into changing his ruling simply because-- Superintendent: No one's forcing him. Joey: Pardon me, Dr Fielding, but you thrat to ask for his resignation Superintendent: That wasn't a thr*at. That was a direct request. Joey: As a representative of the student body, I'm telling you what is happening to Principal Green is wrong. Superintendent: As far as I know, all you represent is that meager handful of students out there right now. And that's it. Joey: Well, there's more of us. Superintendent: Oh, really? Joey: Yeah! A lot more. In fact, we have a--a student-signed petition with 300 signatures. Superintendent: 300? Joey: Mm-hmm. And there's going to be a rally tomorrow night. I mean, if you think the crowd last night was vocal, you just wait until tomorrow. Superintendent: I didn't know about this. Joey: Make no mistake, Dr. Fielding, there's a voice that doesn't agree with what's happening here, and that voice will be heard. Superintendent: I'm all ears. Now, I suggest that you and your friends hurry back to school before that Principal you love so dearly has to serve you with detention for cutting class. Joey: Who's cutting class? I'm out sick with a cold. [Scene: Principal Green's House. Principal Green has answered the door and Dawson and Gail are there.] Principal Green: Dawson, Mrs. Leery. To what do I owe a late afternoon honor? Dawson: We're here for your interview. Principal Green: Interview? What interview?	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x16 - To Green, with Love"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 317 - Cinderella Story [Scene: Inside Pacey's Father's Car. Pacey is driving Joey to the train station for her trip to visit A.J.] Joey: I mean, you never know how things are going to turn out. Pacey: Very true, Potter. Joey: I mean, who would have thought that I'd actually be able to use those dance lessons. Pacey: There's going to be dancing at this thing? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: I thought you said it was just self congratulatory award giving? Joey: This is a big deal. A.J. is going to be reading his work in front of several very important Alumni. He's the youngest person in his department to win [Reading from the invitation] Pacey: Creative writing award? Joey: Creative writing. Pacey: I'll say. Joey: It's calligraphy. Pacey: It's pretentious You know what, don't mind me. Just have a good time this weekend. Joey: [confused] I will. You know, this could be the most romantic night of my life. I mean, it's not every day that I get invited to elegant dinners with distinguished guests, accompanied by a friend who Pacey: Friend? Is that what you and A.J. are? Joey: What? A.J. and I are It's none of your business what A.J. and I are. Pacey: A.J. and you are friends who kiss. Joey: Pacey, look long distance relationships don't necessarily follow the same rules and definitions as regular relationships. Pacey: No, they don't and that's why they're perfect for you. Cause they are not real. Joey: What does that suppose to mean? [They arrive at the train station and get out of the car. Pacey gets Joey's bag out of the back for her.] Pacey: Don't you see? Little scrubber girl Joey gets to put on a pretty dress and go to the ball with college prince charming. That's not real. It's a fairy tale. Joey: Say what you will, but fairy tale or not, I still feel what I feel. Pacey: What I'm saying is, all you have here is an eyes closed wish. Joey: Sometimes wishes come true. Pacey: Yes, sometimes wishes do come true. Sometimes even in unexpected places. But reality always finds a way of creeping back in, Jo. The clock inevitably strikes midnight. There's pumpkin city. The fantasy fades. Joey: Try to have a good weekend, Pacey. Thanks for the ride. [Joey walks into the train station as Pacey just watches her go.] Pacey: Have a good time. [Scene: Inside the New Restaurant. There are a lot of people running around trying to get everything done before the restaurant opens next week. Dawson is sitting at the bar working on something when Gail comes up from behind him.] Gail: We could have a winner here. Dawson: I certainly hope you're right. Gail: Why, just because my restaurant opens in less than a week and I still haven't found a chef? Dawson: Or waiters, or menus. Gail: What, the menus still haven't arrived from the printers? Dawson: We sent them back yesterday, remember? We were selling $2200 over price for scampi. Gail: Alright, you just keep screening applicants for my wait staff. Hopefully we have found out kitchen talent. This chowder smells amazing. [They both sample some of the chowder, and both make a face] What do you think? Dawson: Look, I don't know fine food, but I know enough to tell you that this sucks. Gail: Mmm, are you sure we just don't want to steal Bodie from the Potter's? Dawson: Not unless we decide that Bessie and Alexander don't need a home and that I don't need Joey as a friend. Gail: Chowder isn't easy to master. Here, try his breaded [missed word]. It looks great. I gotta get off to the printer. Oh, and honey don't worry, everything's gonna be fine. [She leaves. Andie and Jack walk into the restaurant and up to Dawson] Andie: Hey. Dawson: Hey, thanks so much for picking up the sign. I really appreciate it. [He holds up the sign, but it has no name on it, only a fish painted on it.] Jack: Yeah well, unfortunately this may exasperate the insanity. Andie: Unless of course you wanna keep the place a secret. Dawson: What happened? Jack: Well, the guy told your mom he had to have the name by today. He's already got another job. Dawson: I thought it was 'The Fish Bistro'? Andie: Dawson, a woman has the right to change her mind. Dawson: Yeah, but not this late in the game. Andie: Well, uh, okay, so the restaurant could be like one of those hip, no name clubs. You know, too cool to have a name. Chef: Excuse please? I look for restaurant of fish. I am trying out for chowder man. Dawson: [to Jack and Andie] You guys hungry? [Scene: Inside the Mentor Office. Pacey is there talking with the councelor that is setting him up with his new mentor child. ] Pacey: So who is this kid worthy of being a Witter mentee? Councilor: Someone your school administration and I thought would be appropriate. Pacey: How exactly do you guys go about making that determination? Councilor: You'll see. If there are any problems I can always assign you to someone else. Pacey: I think I'll probably be able to handle a 9-year-old, thanks. Councilor: [opening a door to a room. A short, blonde kid with an 8 pound head sits inside] Buzz Thompson? Meet Pacey Witter. [They exit the office and enter a room where a Buzz is sitting at a table playing. Pacey goes over to sit with him.] Pacey: Hey, how ya doin' kid? Buzz: How old are you? Pacey: 16. How old are you? Buzz: You have a 5 o'clock shadow. Pacey: Well, I'm mature. Buzz: Is that what you call it? Pacey: I get it, you're a smart ass. That's why they put us together, they think I'm a smart ass, too. Buzz: But when they really get to know you, they discover under the rough exterior, lies a vulnerable beating heart. Get real. I'm not like one of those kids on 7th Heaven. And I'm not like you, Pissy. Pacey: Pacey. Buzz: Whatever, Pissy. Pacey: Pacey. And you don't know anything about me, kid. Buzz: I know you think you don't want to be here, but you're just dying to throw your arm around me and have a warm and fuzzy. Well, don't bother, cause you're gonna be back here trying to get rid of me. I give you 48 hours, kid. [Scene: Inside the Boston train station. Joey has just gotten off the train and is looking for AJ, when she noptices someone holding up a sign that says Potter, Joseph. She goes over to the person holding the sign, but is surprised to find it is a woman holding it.] Joey: Hi, I'm Joey Potter. Morgan: Of course you are. Joey: And you are? Morgan: I'm Morgan. I am A.J.'s oldest friend. Joey: Oh. Where's A.J.? Morgan: The jumpy boy is still trying to decide on what to read for tomorrow night. Joey: Why do I feel like I fell asleep on the train and suddenly woke up the protagonist in a Kafka story. Morgan: Well, there's the wit just like he said. Joey: The wit? Morgan: The famous Potter wit. He's told me all about you. Artist, political agitator. And a size 8 foot. [hands her a pair of rollerblades] Put these one, we're going to go blading. Joey: Thanks. [Scene: Inside the Capeside Arcade. Buzz and Pacey are walking through it.] Buzz: Is this the fun part? Is this the part where we're having fun? Or did I blink and miss it? Pacey: You know, you got me, man. I don't want to be here anymore than you do. I got stuck with you, but this still doesn't have to be so horrible. Buzz: Here comes the honesty. Next is the intimacy. Pacey: What exactly do you want? Buzz: Let me make this easy for you. Read my lips. Pikachu! Pacey: You want something that has to be treated with antibiotics. Buzz: Man, your generation is so out of it. Pokemon, you putz. Pacey: I knew that. Buzz: I got Alacazam through Menapaws, but I'm in serious in need of Appalrapter. There's a vendor right over there. Pacey: You gotta be kidding me, man. There is no way I'm spending 20 bucks on a Japanese trading card. Buzz: You have a serious problem with anger. I hope the Capeside mentoring program knows who I'm dealing with here. Pacey: Okay, if I buy you the stupid card, would you shut up for two seconds? Please? Buzz: Mmm-hmm Pacey: Okay, here [handing him some coins] take these, go whack some moles and stay out of trouble. Buzz: Whatever, Pissy. [to some kids in front of the 'Whack-a-Mole' game] You guys playing? [A little later, pacey hears a commotion coming from the area he left Buzz. He runs over to find Buzz trying to ht some of the kids with the mallet from the Whack-a-Mole game.] Pacey: Hey! Hey! What the hell's going on over here? What are you doing? Boy1: He ht me in the head with the mallet! Boy2: He poked me right in the nose. Buzz: They tried to push me on my game. Pacey: Okay, that's it. [Pacey picks Buzz up and carries him off] You're done. No more decisions for you [Scene: Inside a Boston Restaurant. A.J. sits at a table writing when Morgan approaches and sits.] Morgan: Hey. A.J.: Hey. Where's Joey? Morgan: I showed her around town, just like you asked. A.J.: You didn't [Joey comes rolling in, still on her blades. A.J. helps her to sit down next to him.] A.J.: Joey, good to see you. Joey: Hey A.J.: How was your trip? Joey: It was a trip. A.J.: I'm so sorry that I wasn't there to meet you, but I still haven't picked a reading for tomorrow. Do you hate me? Joey: [mockingly] Completely. A.J.: Hi. [A.J. leans over and kisses her] Morgan: Good God, get a room. A.J.: I hope she didn't totally wear you out. Joey: No, it was actually very informative. I had no idea that the Charles river ran through so much of the city. A.J.: You took her on the Charles river circuit? Morgan: She did better than you! A.J.: I'm sorry, I asked her to pick you up, not take you on an endurance test. Morgan: Oh, you're thrat. He can't blade to save his life and if any time a girl shows greater skill than him, he gets totally thrat. A.J.: What?! Joey: How long have you guys known each other? Morgan: Pretty much since we were Zygotes. A.J.: Morgan and I grew up together, same time, same high school Joey: Same college? Morgan: Actually, I got bored with this geek and I decided to make some new friends. So I went to school last semester at . Joey: I've always wanted to study in Paris. [Morgan and A.J. talk to each other in French.] Joey: Sorry, my French isn't very good. A.J.: Morgan likes to embarrass me, so I'm not letting you two hang out together anymore. Morgan: See, thrat. A.J.: Don't let the friendly banter fool you, Joey. We really can't stand each other. Morgan: You know, you were all he wrote about in his letters to me. Joey: Really? Morgan: I bet he never told you a thing about me. Well, I can see that you two need some time together. [she gets up to leave] A.J.: Thank you. At least you can take a hint. Morgan: Joey, I'm glad that you're here. I was beginning to think that you were one of his fantasies. A.J.: Nope, she's real. Told you. Morgan: Yeah, flesh and blood. Joey: That's me. Joey Potter, flesh and blood. [Scene: Inside the new Restaurant. Andie and Jack are sitting at a table testing all the food from the various chefs who are trying out for the position. Dawson walks up to the table with another tray.] Dawson: Here's another one. He says his Spanish mackerel quiche is world famous. Does anybody have any idea what that is? Andie: You don't want to know. Jack: The lady who did the cod flambé, that was my favorite. Dawson: Yeah, she was a gem, huh? You should see the kitchen ceiling, it's covered in tiny, burnt fish bones. Jack: Your mom needs some serious help, man. Andie: I want to know what rock these people have been cooking under. [Jen enters the restaurant and walks up to them.] Jen: Hi guys. Andie: Hey! Jack: Hey, Jen. Dawson: Dude, I know you. You, you were at a rally, right? No, or was it the hacki-sack circuit of Capefest? Jen: Very funny. Yeah, I know I've been a little out of circulation lately. Spending most of my time with Henry. Andie: Ooh! [Dawson walks over to sign a delivery slip and Jen follows him.] Dawson: That's understandable. I think there's a 6 week Honeymoon period you go through whenever you get into a new relationship. Jen: Well, yeah, but then you wake up one day, you realize you got the relationship, but not much else. Dawson: Well, if you're need of sustenance, you've come to the right place. Jen: Actually, I was thinking about serving said sustenance. Dawson: Jen Lindley wants to be a waitress? Jen: Yeah, I think it would be a great way to meet new people, I could earn enough tip money to occasionally take Henry out, and I'm tired of living off my Grams. Dawson: Okay. As you can see my mom is in immediate need of assistance. [a loud crash comes from the kitchen] How soon could you start? [Scene: Inside A.J.'s Dorm Room. Joey is sitting on the bed while A.J. is trying to clean the cut on her knee, which she got during her blading escapade.] A.J.: Can you believe that I haven't been able to decide on a reading for tomorrow? I mean, it's only the most important opportunity of my lifetime. What's wrong with me? Joey: She's pretty? A.J.: Who? Joey: Morgan? She's really pretty and so smart. A.J.: Yeah, real smart. [A.J. put's some medication on her knee.] Joey: Oww. A.J.: Sorry. Joey: A.J, why didn't you tell me about her? A.J.: I don't know, I mean I guess we have so little time together, I'd just concentrate on the big things. Joey: You don't think one of your oldest friends is big enough thing to tell me about? A.J.: Yeah, but I mean, how much do you talk to me about your friends? Joey: I guess you're right. A.J.: So, I'm trying to decide on something I did more recently, or maybe one of my older pieces. I don't know. Joey: Did you two ever date? A.J.: Joey, look, I promise you, you have nothing to worry about. Joey: Oww. A.J.: Sorry, damn this stuff. I just want to make sure that no foreign elements get into your hemoglobin. Because that's the part of the blood that transports your Joey: I know what that is. A.J.: Sorry. You know, I know something that might work better than this. [he kisses her knee] Is that better? [he kisses her knee again] Joey: Well, see now I'm feeling a little light headed. A.J.: Really? Joey: Yeah, I don't think my hemoglobin is transporting enough oxygen through my body. A.J.: Well, that could be a problem. [They kiss. Suddenly Morgan Comes bursting into the room.] Morgan: I was thinking [seeing that they were kissing] Oh, I guess you guys got that room. [Morgan goes to leave] A.J.: No, wait, what were you thinking? Morgan: I was thinking, 'Arthur'. You know, go with the nature of [missed word, love?] A.J.: You don't think it's too old? Joey: Arthur? Morgan: They already know your new stuff. They want to know where it comes from. I say be honest and show them your roots. A.J.: You're right. Yeah, that's a great idea. Morgan: [noticing his clothes hanging] What's up with the double-breasted jacket and the bow tie? You win an award and suddenly you turn Ralph Lauren on us? A.J.: No, I just want to look respectful, what's wrong with that? Morgan: It'll take a lot more than a boring jacket. Why not just be yourself? Khaki's, sweater, loafers, that's you. [to Joey] Oh, and I have something for you. [She grabs Joey's hand and drags her after her out of the room] Joey: [to A.J.] Oh, be right back. [to Morgan] Who's Arthur? [Scene: By Pacey's Boat. Pacey and Buzz are here, where Pacey has brought Buzz to see his boat. Pacey is carrying a bucket and a brush.] Buzz: You can't make me do this. Pacey: The hell I can. Buzz: This is slve labor. Pacey: Can you do anything besides whine, kid? Buzz: I can write letters. Pacey: You can paint. Watch and learn, alright? It's up, and then down, and then up, and then down. You got it? Buzz: You ever heard the expression 'don't go against the grain'? Pacey: Who on earth got you to sit still long enough to teach you how to paint? Buzz: My dad. Pacey: Really? Where's your dad now? Buzz: Somewhere in the Atlantic. Pacey: Oh yeah? Your dad's a sailor? Buzz: Nope, fish food. Scattered his ashes off Nantucket. Where's yours? Pacey: Uh, my dad? He's probably hanging up his holster right about now. Buzz: A cop! That explains your authority issues. Pacey: I don't have authority issues. Buzz: Issues, issues, issues. Pacey: I don't have issues, okay? Buzz: Look at how you handed me at the arcade. Pacey: You got into a fight. You're gonna have to learn that there are better ways to handle confrontation like that than playing 'Whack a kid'. Buzz: Okay, mentor. How'd you get into this stupid program? Pacey: [whispering] I ht a guy. Buzz: What? Pacey: I ht a guy. Buzz: That's it, I'm out of here. Pacey: Hey, come back here. HEY! Come back here! Buzz: Or what, you'll whack me upside the head? [He runs away from Pacey and Pacey chases after him.] Pacey: You little rat! Buzz: Help! Help! Child abuse! Let go of me you hypocritical maniac! [Scene: Inside Morgan's Dorm Room. Joey is sitting on Morgan's bed while Morgan is looking through some boxes of clothes.] Morgan: His father's name is Arthur, so they named him Arthur Jr. That's what the A.J. stands for. Joey: I can't believe he never told me. Morgan: You would have gotten it eventually. Joey: [pointing to a picture on the wall] Who's that? Morgan: A friend. Joey: He's gorgeous. Wow, these drawings are incredible. I can't believe that people just draw these on the sidewalk. Morgan: Actually, sidewalk chalk drawings are a classic Parisian tradition. Joey: Yeah, but who does that kind of work? Morgan: Me. Umm, that one took me 3 days. People just respectfully walked around while I worked. This semester I'm studying photography. I guess I was wanting something more substantial in my life. [hands Joey a coat] Here, take this. Joey: It's beautiful. Morgan: Yeah, well, he may chicken out and not even show up tomorrow night. You know, sometimes you really have to kick his butt. I mean, once I gave him some thick gray crayon paper. Told him he had to fill it up with words before he talked to me. And he didn't talk to me for two weeks! Joey: Wow, there are so many things that I'm learning about him everyday. Morgan: Did you know he likes to eat all the peanuts out of Chex mix? Joey: Really? Morgan: Yeah, he's been banned from social gatherings in over 20 states. Joey: Well, I have been witness to his pasta slurping. Morgan: Oh! Does he still conjugate Latin verbs under his breath when he gets nervous? Joey: Yeah, [Joey speaks some Latin verbs and they both crack up]. Morgan: He's such a mess! Joey: Yeah, but he can kiss. Morgan: Yeah Joey: We don't have to Morgan: Once. Afterwards we felt really weird and silly and, uh, well we just know each other too well. And we have way too many fights. But there's just no mystery. So umm, there's absolutely and positively nothing there. Joey: Do you have any plans for tomorrow night? Morgan: Actually, one of my favorite activities - I'm gonna get the early Sunday times Joey: Come with us. Morgan: That's your thing. Joey: No, you're A.J.'s oldest friend. You should be there. Morgan: Yeah, but you're his girlfriend. Joey: Isn't it possible for the both of us to be a part of A.J.'s life? Morgan: You're alright, Joey Potter. [Scene: Inside the new restaurant. Andie and Jack are getting their coats when Dawson walks in. They look as if they've gone through hell.] Dawson: Hey, you guys are leaving already? Andie: Uh, Dawson, I have eaten so much over the last few hours, I just can't Dawson: Are you sure you don't want to stay, though? We've got a really good feeling about the guys back there now. Jack: Yeah, well, I can still be objective. If this guy is half as bad as the dozen before him Dawson: But he says that Andie: Nope! No, no, no, no! Don't even mention anything that comes from the sea. [Jen walks in with dishes and immediately drops them all to the floor] Jen: Ohhh! Andie: Oh, thank you. Jen: I promise to stop doing this before you guys open. Dawson: Don't worry about it. Gail: Is everything okay? Oh, God, what happened? [Mitch enters the restaurant.] Mitch: Your wait staff is just experiencing the difficulties of proper serving. Gail: Hi. Mitch: Jen, I'd be happy to demonstrate the standard way of carrying a stack. Jen: Oh, thank you, God. Gail: Thanks for the offer, but I think we got it covered. Mitch: Well, okay then, what can I do. Gail: What do you mean? Mitch: Well, I'm here. Reporting for work, as requested. Gail: Who requested that you come to work? [they both look at Dawson] [Scene: On Pacey's Boat. Buzz is on top of the boat cleaning down some rails. Pacey is sitting on a chair by the grill.] Buzz: You know you can't keep treating me this way. There are laws. You have to feed me. [Pacey grabs a hot dog off the little grill and puts it in a bun for him.] Pacey: Here. Buzz: Wiener? Pacey: It's all beef. Buzz: Want to know what part of the beef? Pacey: Come here. Buzz: When are you taking me home? My mother is cooking a meatloaf and mashed potatoes tonight. Pacey: You want to wait for meatloaf and mashed potatoes? Wait. [Pacey continues to clean the True Love plaque] Buzz: Who's the girl? Pacey: What girl? Buzz: The one you named your boat after. Pacey: True Love isn't a person, it's an idea. An unattainable idea. Buzz: Who's the unattainable girl? Pacey: You just love getting under my skin, don't you? Buzz: Have you kissed her? Pacey: I told you, there's no girl. Buzz: Why don't you just kiss her? Pacey: And why don't you just shut your mouth? Buzz: You have no problem taking a swing at a guy, you can't tell a girl how you feel about her. Man, you're pathetic. Pacey: You wanna go home? Buzz: You're bluffing. You need me to finish your boat. Pacey: I don't need you, let's go. Buzz: Bluffing coward! Pacey: Let's go. Buzz: Fine. But tomorrow you better find something creative for me to do, cause I'm not working on your pitiful raft anymore. Pacey: Well, maybe tomorrow I just won't show up. Buzz: Make my day! Loser. [Scene: At the Award Banquet. A.J., Joey and Morgan sit at a table before the ceremony waiting for the ceremony to begin.] A.J.: What am I doing here? I had a good life, good friends. Modest, promising little future teaching at a junior college in a pleasant, suburban town. Announcer: At this time, it is my honor to introduce the young man who made this institution so proud. Tonight he will share with us, his imaginative mind and distinctive voice. A.J.: [to Joey] There's still time, you wanna make a break for the back door with me? Announcer: A.J, come up and share with us. Joey: Too late. A.J.: [at the podium] Greetings. Tonight I'm reminded of F.D.R.'s immortal words, "The only thing we have to fear is fear himself." Of course, F.D.R. never stood up here. [laughter; reading] Silent Dream. It had always seem like a silent dream to her. The many meaningless passings in the hallway. The sense of disconnection from those she supposedly knew so well. When she met him, the boy she'd already known all her life, she realized that love unspoken is the loudest sound of all. And she awoke. [he glances at Morgan, which Joey notices.] Her name was Mary. More than anything, she'd love to read the Sunday Times on Saturday night. [Joey is beginning to realize that the story is about Morgan She starts to feel a little uncomfortable, because it has a deep meaning for both of them.] Mary dated frequently, but sadly, felt her time spent alone was her only shelter from the rain. It seemed no one else noticed [As he reads, his voice gets softer and softer as all this sinks in for Joey.] Her silent dreams gave me courage. Her dance is my freedom [Scene: Inside the Mentoring Office. Pacey is in the office talking to the councilor.] Pacey: The kid hates me. Councilor: Don't take it personally. He's been through 4 mentors in the last year. Pacey: You've been expecting this conversation? Councilor: I had hoped not to have it with you. But I'm not surprised. His mother works all hours. The program isn't really designed to be a cheap babysitting service. Pacey: I tried to do more with that kid than just baby-sit him. Councilor: He has the highest IQ in his class, but he's constantly failing. Can't seem to finish anything he starts. Pacey: Guess that thing with his father really screwed him up. Councilor: Wouldn't it screw you up if your father ran off with a young woman? Pacey: Ran off? Councilor: Started a whole new family. Pacey: In Nantucket. Councilor: Mmm-hmm. That's why he behaves the way he does. He feels rejected. Pacey: Well, I know that feeling. Councilor: So, he tests the people in his life, just to see if they'll come back to him If you'd like, we can reassign you immediately. Pacey: Reassign? You thought I came in here because I couldn't handle the kid? I don't know what kind of problems those other four guys had, but there's not a kid on earth that Pacey Witter can't handle. The only reason I came in here was to ask if I could pick him up early tomorrow. Councilor: Sure. I think we can arrange that. [Scene: Inside the new restaurant. Dawson comes out of the kitchen to the hallway where his mom is working. She comes over to him to talk.] Gail: I'm really angry with you, Dawson. You had no business telling your father that I needed help. Dawson: Mom, you do, Gail: Where did you get a ridiculous idea like that? Dawson: Ridiculous? You mean like the state this place is in right now? Mom, you open in less than a week, and I can't do it all. Gail: I only asked you to screen applicants for my wait staff, oversee some tastings. Dawson: Yeah, things I know nothing about. Gail: Yeah, bringing in my ex-husband certainly isn't the solution. Dawson: Okay, Mom, you and Dad have made it very clear how much you want to be a part of each other's lives. I thought I was confused before. Gail: Dawson, do you want people to tell you how to direct your movies? No, you need people to act in them, light them, take direction. This is my career now, Dawson. I thought of all people you'd understand that. Dawson: Well, excuse me for not wanting to see you fail, Mom. You know, if there's one thing that you've taught me, it's that you should never be ashamed to ask for help, right? I don't see why you can't take your own advice. [he walks off] [Scene: On the Boston School sidewalk. Joey, Morgan and A.J. are walking together after the ceremony, talking as they go. A.J. is carrying a bottle of champagne.] A.J.: Can you believe the dean look alike gave me a bottle of Dom? Morgan: It's definitely your night. You have no idea how lucky he is that you broke your heel. The guy can't dance to save his life. A.J.: Well, here we are. Joey: Here we are. Morgan: Have you guys thought about heading down to the arboretum? I bet it's amazing down there tonight. Joey: I want to go back to your room. A.J.: Okay. Morgan: Good. I'll have the arboretum all to myself. Catch you guys later. Joey: Oh, this is yours. [takes the coat off and hands it to Morgan] Thank you, Morgan. Morgan: You're welcome. [Morgan leaves. Joey and A.J. walk into the dorm.] A.J.: What's a matter? Joey: You tell me. You're feeling guilty right now, aren't you? A.J.: Guilty? No. I don't like the idea of Morgan hanging out by herself at night, that's all. Joey: Go join her. I want to go back to your room alone. A.J.: What? Joey: Tonight is one of the most memorable experiences of your life, A.J. And you should share it with Morgan. A.J.: I don't understand. Joey: You've got to be the thickest mensa member around. A.J., Morgan is your muse. A.J.: No, Joey, she's just my friend, that's all. Joey: No, she's more than just a friend. She picks out paper for you, and she encourages you write and she demands that you be yourself. And she does this in such a selfless way that you can't even begin to comprehend and A.J.: Wait, wait, did she tell you something - did she say that she wants more than friendship? Joey: No A.J.: Well than where is this coming from? Joey: I know what it's like to harbor feelings for somebody that you deny. I know how horrible it is to realize those feelings way too late. And this is coming from my own experience, my own life, which honestly, you know very little about. A.J.: Well, God, Joey, give me a chance. Let me get to know more about you. Isn't that the fun part? Joey: Yes, it's fun, and it's romantic and exciting and unbelievable, but it's not real. A.J.: Well, then let's make it real. Joey: See, you already have something that is real. And Morgan is just recently realized it. Why do you think she came back from France? Can't you hear it, too? A.J.: Hear what? Joey: The loudest sound of all? Love unspoken. The feelings between you and Morgan. A.J.: Joey, you are reading way too much into this. Joey: Am I? A.J.: Yes. Joey: A.J., then why the look? A.J.: What look? What are you talking about? Joey: In the reading. You paused and you looked at her. A.J.: I don't know, I was reading something. Okay, I guess it made me think of her. Joey: Because it's about her. A.J.: No, it's a made up character, Joey. Joey: A.J., I want you to go to her. And I want you to look into her eyes and look deep. A see just how made up that character is. A.J.: Is that what you really want? Joey: Yes. A.J.: So that's it? What about us? Joey: Us is something that I will remember for the rest of my life. But see, us is a memory. You and Morgan are reality. A.J.: I used to think a broken heart was just [missed word]. Now I know the truth. Joey: A.J., there are worse things than a broken heart. Like the love that you don't explore. A.J.: Guess I'll see you around, Potter-comma-Joseph. [Joey gives him a kiss on the cheek. A.J. leaves.] [Scene: Inside Buzz's house. Pacey knocks at the door and Buzz answer's it. Pacey is carrying several bags of groceries.] Buzz: I give at the office. [Buzz goes to close the door, but Pacey sticks his foot in to stop him.] Pacey: I just wanted to come by and tell you something about your work on the boat. Buzz: Yeah? Pacey: Yeah. It ain't half bad, kid. Buzz: Pay attention. I'll show you a thing or two. Pacey: What do you know about making meatloaf and mashed potatoes? [Later, they are trying to make some meatloaf.] Buzz: You have to work it with your hands. Pacey: Like this? Buzz: You're getting the hang of it. Pacey: It's a good thing your mom had to work late tonight, huh? Buzz: Yeah I'm sorry, you know. My father isn't entirely dad. Pacey: Her name is Joey. Buzz: Is she a hotty? Pacey: I'm not answering that. Buzz: Come on, I'm 9. I have years before I get there. The least you can do is cough up a description. Pacey: Okay. She's so beautiful, that every time you look at her, your knees tremble, your heart just melts, and you know right then and there, without any reservation, that there is order and meaning to the universe. Buzz: She's a hotty. Where is she? Pacey: Well, she's probably out having the time of her life. [Scene: Inside the Boston train station. Joey check's out the time for the next train to Capeside and sees that it isn't until 9am. After some debate she goes to the payphone.] [Scene: Outside along the shoreline. Dawson is out there thinking when Jen comes up to him.] Jen: Looks like you've been out here for awhile. Bet you could use a friend. Dawson: For someone who's been so rapped up in her whole little world, you're pretty perceptive. Jen: Well that's just the kind of the girl I am. Thoughtful, empathetic. And I can see pretty much everything that happens out here from the restaurant. Dawson: So you heard the fight I had with my mom. Jen: Yeah. And then I caught a mini version of her wrath myself. Just after I broke a few more plates. Dawson: I think the pressure of the restaurant has finally gotten to her. You saw, all I was trying to do was help her out. She completely unloaded on me. Jen: I think you were trying to do a little more than just help her. You were trying to help yourself, too. Dawson: How so? Jen: You're trying to put your family back together, Dawson. Dawson: No, I'm not. You saw how angry I was at the B&B when they tried to pose as husband and wife. Jen: Exactly, because it was a façade, a lie. Of course that upset you. What's going on at the restaurant is real. Dawson: What's going on in the restaurant is chaos. Jen: We invariably return to what we know, Dawson. What's in our bones. Your family, that's in your bones. Dawson: Yeah, but I know that they're not getting back together. So, so what am I doing? Jen: Remember a couple of years ago, at that spot right over there, you asked me to dance. And you said that you wanted to be my boy adventure. Dawson: Did I really say that? God, I was so naïve. Jen: And sweet, and honest. On the outside you're not that same naïve, little boy anymore. You've been through too much recently. But deep down at your core, there's always gonna be a part of you that rejects reality. And that's eternally hopeful. And just wants his parents back together. [Scene: Inside the Boston train station. Joey is sitting on a bench, and she has been crying, when Pacey enters and walks up to her.] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey. Pacey: So what happened? Joey: Nothing happened. Pacey: You got bored? You got homesick? He finally ripped off his rubber mask and revealed his true alien features? What? Joey: I don't want to talk about it. Pacey: Oh, well, forgive me if I'm having a little bit of trouble with the 'no questions asked' part. [Scene: Inside the new restaurant. Dawson enters and walks over to his mother. He notices that a lot has been done since he left the night before. He is actually quite surprised.] Gail: Good morning. Dawson: Good morning. I came here to apologize for undercutting your authority and offer my service, but it looks like you're doing just fine without me. [He takes the cup that Gail offers him.] This coffee tastes like clam chowder. Gail: Oh, that's good. Dawson: This is good. Gail: Uh huh! Dawson: This is not the place I left last night. Gail: Oh, you mean you weren't at Leery's Fresh Fish? Dawson: I thought Leery's Fresh Fish was [Mitch is on the end of the bar hanging the sign that Jack and Andie brought in, now with the name on it.] Mitch: It's her name, too, Dawson. Dawson: Okay, so what's going on? Gail: You know, you were right about what you said, honey. I do need a partner, I was just too proud to admit it. Mitch: Well, don't be so hard on yourself. Running a restaurant takes many talents. You've got the most important one. You know how to delegate. Dawson: So you made Dad a partner after all? Mitch: No, that would never work. She hired me as a General Manager. Gail: Oh, 'hired' being the operative word. Mitch: My first order of business was to strongly suggest she make Bodie her partner. Dawson: Bodie? Well, wait Gail: Yeah, well he's going to own 20% of the business and in return he's going to provide me with all his recipes, over see the kitchen, work only nights that way it won't take him away from his B&B. Oh, and we're going to have to fre Jen from the wait staff. Dawson: But Gail: Honey, as a waitress she's going to put me out of business in a week. Mitch: But she'd make a charming hostess. Dawson: I think she would like that. Apparently you guys work well together. [Scene: Inside Pacey's Car. Pacey and Joey are driving back to Capeside. They are both quiet, and Joey is looking out the window still drying a little.] Pacey: So, you ever gonna speak again? Come on, Jo, say something. Joey: What do you want me to say, Pacey? You were right? You were right, okay? Right as always. Pacey Witter, the only person in my life who ever speaks the truth. Pacey: That's not entirely accurate. Joey: Well, you told me what was going to happen. Pacey: Which was what, Joey? What happened up there? Joey: There was another girl. Pacey: Oh. I'm sorry, Jo. Joey: You know the whole time that I was watching them, I just kept thinking, 'This is it. This is real. Just like Pacey said. This is the real thing.' And it reminded me once again, what exactly I don't have. Pacey: Keeping looking, you'll find it. Joey: No I won't. Isn't it obvious by now, I'm not meant to. Pacey: Why? Cause you're 16 and alone? Come on Joey: No, because I'm 16, and in my entire life there's been 2 people who actually know me, Pacey. Pacey: Dawson and This A.J. guy didn't know you. I don't care how you felt about him, Jo, he didn't know you, cause if he did, he never would have walked away. Joey: I was going to say you, Pacey. Pacey: Okay. [Pacey pulls the car off the road and comes to a stop.] Joey: Have you totally lost it? Pacey: Not totally yet. [They both get out of the car and and walk around to the side of it away from the road. ] Pacey: Alright, what did you mean by that? Joey: By what? Pacey: About me knowing you better than anybody else. Joey: Exactly what I said, Pacey. You know me, okay? In a way that nobody else besides Dawson ever had Pacey: I'm not talking about Dawson, right now. We're talking about me. You can't keep on doing this to me, Potter. Joey: Doing what? So I count on you and I tell you secrets and Pacey: And you call me in the middle of the night to pick you up. Why? Joey: I'm sorry that I called. I thought that I Pacey: I'm not mad that you called me, I just want to know why you called me. Joey: You were the first person that I thought of, Pacey. Pacey: What does that mean, Jo? Joey: It means that I guess it It means that I can talk to you, and that you're there for me Pacey: Don't you ever get tired of talking? Joey: No. I don't Pacey: Well I get tired of talking Joey: I don't get tired. I don't Pacey: I don't want to talk anymore. Joey: What are you trying to say? Why are we standing [Pacey goes over to Joey and takes her face in her hands and kisses her. Her eyes open wide in shock, and then fade to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x17 - Cinderella Story"}	foreverdreaming
Episode #318 - Neverland [Scene: The Kiss. Pacey is on the side of the road kissing Joey, when she stops him, shoving hi as she talks to him.] Joey: Ohh! Are you insane? How could you do that? How could you take some simple declaration of friendship as an invitation to just maul me, Pacey? Answer me. What were you thinking? What? Pacey: What? I don't know. It--it--it was an impulse. Joey: An impulse?! Pacey: Yes, an impulse. You know, sudden, momentary, and, believe me, fleeting. Joey: Do you have any idea of the monumental implications of that meaningless little impulse? The ripple effect that it could create in our small but fragile universe? Pacey: You're right, Potter. Forgive me for thinking a kiss is just a kiss. Joey: Well, it's true. A kiss is not just a kiss, not between you and me, and you know why. Dawson? Remember? He factors into this little... Hormonal meltdown. Pacey: "Meltdown"? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: I just had a meltdown? Forgive me if I don't think that this is the worst tragedy in the history of humankind-- that Pacey Witter, in a moment of... Impulsive, compulsive, hormone-induced insanity, would have the nerve to kiss Joey Potter. And you let me do it. You did, you let me do it. So, what, now I guess the universe begins to unravel. Well, excuse me while I get in the car. Joey: Oh! Pacey: Would you get in the car, potter! Joey: No! Pacey: Will you just get in the car, potter, please? Joey: No. Pacey: I didn't even mean it. You know? This is me Pacey-- act first, think later. And now that I'm getting a chance to think about it, I take it all back, ok? So get in the car. Joey: No. Pacey: Jo, it's at least another 6 miles to your house. It is freezing cold outside. And if you don't get in, I'm just gonna do this the whole way there. So would you get in please? Joey: [Sighs] Pacey: So I guess I'm to take it from your angry silence that you're not speaking to me anymore. Joey: Nope. Pacey: Great, great. And how long you planning on keeping that up? Joey: How does "indefinitely" sound? Pacey: Fine. Joey: Fine. Pacey: Fine. Joey: Fine. [Scene: Joey's house and the diner. Bessie and Joey are talking at her house, and Doug and Pacey are at the dinner. The scene jumps between the two of their conversations about the incident that happened between them.] Bessie: So, are you planning to fill me in, or do I have to die from anticipation? Joey: What? Bessie: How was it seeing A.J.? And leave no sordid detail unturned. Joey: Well, let's see... We broke up, and then Pacey went insane and kissed me. [Cut to Diner] Doug: Hey, you kissed her. Good for you. [Cut to Joey's House] Bessie: Oh, my god. Oh, my god. How could he do this to you? Joey: Well, technically, I maybe sort of... Let him do it to me, but I still blame him entirely. [Cut to Diner] Pacey: The whole thing was her fault. I mean, she told me that I was the one she thinks about. You know? Me. And then she gives me this look. What was I supposed to do? Do you know how long I've been waiting for her to give me that look [Cut to Joey's House] Joey: And then he gave me this look, this look, like... Bessie: I know the look. [Cut to Diner] Doug: Look, I don't get it. She gave you the look. You kissed her, it was a good kiss. So what's the problem? Pacey: Well, the hitting, punching, and rejecting. That might be a bit of a problem, not to mention [Cut to Joey's House] Joey: Dawson. I mean, if he found out, I don't even want to think about what would happen if he found out. I know one thing-- we could kiss our friendship goodbye. [Cut to Diner] Pacey: He'd never speak to me again. I can't risk that. He's the brother I never had. Doug: So what you're saying is Joey's like a bus. Pacey: No. What I'm saying is Joey is like girl. No, no. Doug: Hear me out, ok? Joey is like a bus that can't go below 50. Dawson is a bmb hidden underneath that bus. And you are the brave, heroic police officer wanting to drive the bus to safety, but can't because of the bmb. [Cut to Joey's house] Joey: Do you think it was more than just an impulse? Bessie: I don't know, Joey. Joey: You're sure a big help. Bessie: I'm sorry. Look, I'm obviously not telling you what you want to hear because I honestly don't know. You know, maybe you should talk to someone about it, someone who could help you figure it out. Joey: Who? Dawson, Pacey, Andie? This is what you're supposed to help me with. Bessie: I can't shed light on this one for you. I'm sorry, Joey. [Cut to outside diner] Doug: You need to forge ahead. Things can work between you 2, if you first defuse the bmb. Pacey, you need to tell Dawson about Joey. Ok? Now, the trick is to do it in a manner that makes it impossible for him to hate you. Now, what I suggest is you take him to a place that reminds him of the long history the 2 of you share, a place where he'll think about how much you really mean to him. Then you tell him. Oh, sure, yeah, he'll be upset, but he'll also understand that your friendship is more important to him. In fact, he'll probably respect the fact that you cared enough to tell him in the first place, in which case, he'll tell you to go right on ahead. And you and Joey can just drive off into the sunset. Pacey: That's your advice? Doug: And what is wrong with that advice? Pacey: Nothing. There's nothing wrong with that advice. It's just very thought out and un-Dougie-like. However, even if your ridiculous plan was to work, you've left out a couple of minor details, I.E. Her hitting, her punching, her yelling Doug: Oh, grow up, little brother. Do you think she would've reacted so strongly if she didn't feel something for you, too? Pacey: Hmm? [Scene: Outside The McPhee house. Jack is eating breakfast, and Andie comes out to join him.] Andie: Ohh! There was no hot water in the shower today, I ran out of shampoo, and I have 2 tests, french and math. What are you so smiley about? Jack: Ethan's coming early this afternoon. He's going to spend the weekend. Andie: Hmmm! Do I smell a romance a-brewin', big brother? Jack: Come on. It is possible for 2 males to be friends without it turning sexual, you know? Andie: Jack, I'm not talking about your orientation. I'm talking about the fact that you can't wipe that grin off your face. Jack: I'm serious. I'm just glad i finally found a friend who actually, you know, accepts me for who I am and understands. It's just a gigantic relief, that's all. Andie: So, uh, what does dad have to say about all this? Jack: Well, he's got that business trip this weekend anyway, so I figured, you know, why risk a fight? What? Andie: Uh, dad canceled it. Jack: Unh! Ohh. Well, you know what? So what? You know, it's a harmless situation. I'm an adult, pretty much, and if I want to have a friend come over to the house, I can. You know? There's not a damn thing he can say about it. Mr. McPhee: Not a damn thing who cay about what? Andie: Uh, not a damn thing the congress can say to the president if he decides to veto that new tax initiative reform thingy. Mr. McPhee: Ok. Bye. Andie: Bye. [Scene: School Hallway. Jen and Henry are walking and talking.] Henry: Why are you smiling like that? Jen: Oh, no reason. Let me ask you something, Henry. Henry: Ok. Jen: When, exactly, were you planning on telling me that tomorrow's your birthday? Henry: How'd you find out? Jen: I have my sources, and in honor of your birth, I planned us a little outing. Dinner, a movie, and then comes your present, which will remain a surprise so don't even try and get it out of me. Henry: Jen, actually, I can't. Well, not tomorrow, at least. Jen: Why not? Henry: I have plans. Jen: You have plans on your birthday?With who? Your other girlfriend? Henry: With my mother and my family. You know, it's a family thing, no friends. Jen: Oh. Henry: I--I'm sorry. Jen: That's cool. I mean, I understand that. [One of the football team walks by him] Jock: Hey, Henry. I'll see you at your party tomorrow, man. Can't wait. Jen: You're having a birthday party and you didn't invite me? Henry: Oh, ok, just--just let me explain, ok? Jen: Oh, I can't think of one possible thing you would say right now that would dig you out of the grand canyon-size hole you are in. But while you frantically search for a shovel, I'm going to class. [Scene: The school Cafeteria. Joey is carrying a tray, and sees Dawson at a table, and then sees Pacey join him, she looks around and sees Andie and goes to join her at another table.] Dawson: Hey, man. I can't--Take a look at this. I can't believe they're doing that. Pacey: "Construction to begin next week on phase 3 of capewoods condominiums." And? Dawson: And? Pacey, they're gonna bulldoze our woods. Our fort. That's where we did all our pre-adolescent male bonding. Pacey: Ah, yeah. Our first furtive glances at playboy, you watching me take my first sips of stolen beer. Dawson: We should protest it, you know? We should handcuff ourselves to the fort, or something. [Cut Andie's table] Andie: You seem a little-- I don't know-- weird, or something. Joey: I'm fine. Andie: I'm joking. So, how was your weekend? Anything interesting happen? Joey: Um... Nah. [Cut to Dawson's table] Pacey: You know what we should do? We should go camping. You and I. Give the old fort one last hurrah. Dawson: Really? Pacey: Yeah, I mean, this could be our last chance, man. Pacey and Dawson paying homage to their swiftly disappearing childhood. Dawson: That's a really good idea. Let's do it. Let's go camping. Pacey: Great. Ok. [Cut to Andie's Table] Joey: What's wrong? Jen: Well, my boyfriend is ashamed of me and a weaselly little liar, but other than that, I'm just peachy. Andie: Sorry, Jen. Joey: Me, too. Jen: Well, given the pathetic track record of my love life, why would I expect any less? Andie: Ok, you know what, friend other girls don't have these problems like we do. And you want to know why? Because they actually hang out together. Jen: What do you mean? Andie: I mean, this mood of yours is in clear need of a little estrogen energy boost. Not to mention the fact that there's this mysterious black cloud hanging over Joey's head. So, I think this calls for a girls' night out. Joey: A girls' night out? Andie: Yeah. Ok, don't you guys think it's a little abnormal that the two of you never hang out with anybody who doesn't have a penis? You'd be surprised at how powerful female bonding can be. Haven't you ever seen Thelma and Louise? Joey: Andie, they klled somebody. Jen: And then they drove off of a cliff. Andie: Yeah, but the point is, they did it together. Solidarity. I mean, in this cold, cruel world, a girl can rely on one thing: Her sisters. I need a little female bonding, and so do you. So, what do you say? Jen: You know what? I'm in. Andie: Yay, Jen. Joey: Yeah, I'm-- all right, I'm in. Andie: Yay. Ok, you're not gonna regret it. [Scene: The McPhee house. The doorbell rings and Jack opens to door to see Ethan.] Ethan: Hey, Jack. Jack: Hey. What's up, man? Ethan: It's good to see you. Jack: You, too. [Mr. McPhee drives up.] Jack: Dad. You're home early. Mr. McPhee: Could I see you for a minute? What's the meaning of this? Jack: No meaning, he's a friend. Mr. McPhee: If you had just asked my permission, you would have saved yourself the embarrassment of having to tell that boy to go home. Jack: He just took a 2-hour train ride from boarding school. I'm not telling him to go home. Mr. McPhee: Jack, this is not a good weekend for guests. Jack: This is not a good weekend for guests, or this is not a good weekend for the kind of guests that I would have? Mr. McPhee: That is not what i said. Jack: No, but it's what you mean. Look, dad, i don't care, all right? He's a friend, he's staying. I don't have to justify that to you. Mr. McPhee: But you felt you had to keep it from me, which makes it all the more clear that it's not a good idea. Jack: Yeah, I felt I had to keep it from you because I knew you'd react this way. Mr. McPhee: My answer is no. Jack: Look... You know what? I don't care what your answer is, because I'm not asking. When I moved back home, there was a promise that this would be an open household, that I could live my life free of judgment. Mr. McPhee: As long as you're under my roof Jack: The only reason I'm here is because of Andie. You know what? I'm glad you came back here this weekend. 'Cause if watching me hang out with my friends makes you suffer, then you deserve to suffer. ! [Scene: Outside Buzz's house. Pacey is carrying Buzz on his shoulders and walks up to the house and puts him on the porch.] Pacey: Gotta say, that was good work out there today, buzz. Couple more weekends like this and we'll be done. All right, down you come. You little monkey. All right, slap me some skin, man. It was good work. Buzz: You can't leave yet. My friends are coming over and I told them all about my semi-cool mentor. Pacey: I wish I could stay, but I already made plans, little buddy. Buzz: Trying to give me a complex about my height? Pacey: Look, this has been a ton of fun, but I'm already late to meet my buddy, ok? Buzz: Girlfriend? Pacey: No, nosy. I'm going camping with my buddy Dawson. Buzz: But I want to go camping. Why don't you take me camping? Pacey: Because I can't. This is a no-kids trip. It's just me and Dawson. But next time-- you and me, camping. I promise. How does that sound, huh? See you on Sunday? Buzz: Whatever. Bye, Pacey. Pacey: Ok. [Scene: Jen's house. The girls are having their slumber party.] Andie: I'll go first. Facials and pedicures. What do you think? Great! Ok, I'll go get the stuff ready. Jen: So, what's up? Joey: Not much. Jen: Really? 'Cause, Joey, if you're going through a particular situation right now and you need somebody to talk to, somebody to shed light but yet who's still uninvolved, I just wanted to let you know I'm here. Joey: Do you have any information you'd like to share about a particular situation? Jen: You, me, Dawson, Pacey-- it's a real incestuous little group. Now, I know I'm just standing on the periphery, but it seems like there's a whole world balance that's definitely been shifting. Joey: You know, what I'd like to know is... How some meaningless impulsive scenario-- which was over before it began-- somehow became public knowledge. And what makes you think that I want to talk about it? Jen: Joey, nothing's public knowledge, and I have no idea what particular scenario you're referring to, but it's pretty clear from your attitude that it's not meaningless. And like I said before, if you need somebody to talk to, to help figure things out with it, I just wanted to tell you that I'm here. [Scene: The McPhee house. Jack and Ethan are playing Chess. Mr. McPhee comes in.] Mr. Mcphee: So, what are you kids up to? Jack: What does it look like we're up to? Mr. McPhee: Mind if I join you? Jack: Actually, yes. Why don't you go over to Jen's with a pair of binoculars and spy on Andie for a while? Jack: God. You'd think he'd be a little less blatant about watch dogging us. I'm sorry to put you through this. Ethan: Don't worry about it. I've been there and back with my own dad. I know how to handle it. [Scene: the sidewalk. Pacey and Dawson are walking together with backpacks on and talking.] Pacey: How the hell did we do this when we were 10 years old? Dawson: Then, all we had on our backs were a bag of chips and a couple Capri suns. Pacey: Yeah, I guess a lot's changed since then. Dawson: Yeah, of course. Pacey: But change is good, right? I mean, change can be good. You know, sometimes even change that seems like it's bad can end up being good. Pacey: Hey, there it is, man. Our old fort. Fruit of an entire summer's labor. Still standing. Dawson: You know, that's just typical. Pacey: Of what? Dawson: Of me. Everything-- the fence, the fort, the old lady, the dog-- I remember all these things as being bigger than life. In reality, they're just ordinary. Maybe my whole life was just ordinary. Pacey: All this over an old fort? We were 9 years old when we built this, Dawson. What do you expect, the Taj Mahal? Dawson: Of course not it's just I... I don't know. Recently I've been trying to connect with who I was in the past, when I had all this passion and I knew who I was, and things were simple-- magical, even. But now I just-- I don't know, maybe I never was that person. Maybe I just thought I was. Pacey: You know, it's funny you should put it that way because what it sounds to me like is-- sounds like you're looking for an answer, you know? And so am I, because just this morning I was sittin' over breakfast with deputy Doug-- of all people to ask for an answer, but you know-- so he tells me that I should probably come to you because you're the one who's gonna have the answer that I need, so-- [rustling in bushes] Dawson: Do you hear that? Pacey: No. What? [Buzz and some other boys ride up on bikes.] Buzz: Yes! We found them! Hey! Neat fort! [Scene: Jen's house. The slumber party is going on. They all have facials on and Andie is doing ] Joey: Can we take this gook off now? Jen: Ugh. I know. I can barely move my cheeks. Andie: Still have 2 1/2 more minutes. Joey: This popcorn is good. Andie: Thanks. It was my mom's specialty when I was a kid. Reminds me of being a child. Don't you wish you could be 10 years old again? Everything was so simple and under control then. God, I felt so protected. Joey: You know, I know what you mean. I mean, I miss the time when i could just climb the trees and roll around in the mud and hang out with the boys. It was like we were the same. None of this stupid man-woman stuff getting in the way. I felt free to just be myself. Jen: I never really got to be a little girl. My mom wouldn't let me play in the dirt because it wasn't proper, and she wouldn't let me dress up in her high heels because they were too expensive. And she was not about to let me pig out because she was afraid I'd get fat. Joey: All I want to do is eat ice cream. Eat ice cream, pretend to be a kid, and forget about those stupid boys. Jen: Oh, I know. They're twits. Awful. I mean, maybe it's genetic or something, but enough is enough. Jen: And they lie. Mmm. Joey: They mess with your heads. Jen: And the worst is when they have feelings for you and they won't even admit it. You know what? Joey: I've decided on my activity. My favorite place as a kid. The roller rink. Andie: Roller skating! Jen: Good! I think that your activity can overlap with mine. [Scene: The McPhee house. Ethan and Jack are getting ready to leave, and Mr. McPhee is in the kitchen.] Ethan: Uh, Mr. McPhee, would you care to join us for dinner? Mr. McPhee: Well, if you boys don't mind, I'd love that. Ethan: Great. Let's go. Mr. McPhee: Just let me get a jacket. Ethan: Ok. What? [Scene: The fort. Pacey comes back to join the group and is carrying a cell phone.] Pacey: All right, I talked to your parents. They said it's ok for you to stay here tonight. Boys: Yay! Pacey: Yay. I just want you to know, a 10-year-old with a cell phone is just plain wrong. Buzz: Dawson was gonna tell us a story. Dawson: That's right, that's right. I was gonna tell you a story about a very old man who was very rich and decided to build a very unusual type of amusement park. Buzz: With dinosaurs, and they called it Jurassic park, and I've seen it 12 times. Try again. Dawson: Ok. Uh... All right, this is a story about a boy named Elliott who thought he saw a goblin in his tool shed out back and Boy #1: Hel-lo! That was a movie. It's called E.T. Dawson: Ok, a great white shark? All: No! Boy #2: Why don't you tell us one of your stories. Dawson: Ok. All right, well... This is a true story, and Pacey said I shouldn't tell you guys, but, you know, I think you can handle it. Actually, it takes place in the woods that we're sitting in right now. It's about an old man who actually used to live in that fort back there. It used to be his home. His name is Max, which is an ordinary enough name, but Max is not an ordinary guy. Max is evil. Nobody knows why, but he hates things that are adorable, kind, or even happy. And he walks around these woods. He used to be a lumberjack, so he carries this huge, bloody ax. He stalks the woods klling bunnies, birds, whatever he can come across; but his favorite target... Is 9-year-olds. You ok, buzz? Buzz: Just keep goin'. Dawson: One day, max arrived home to find 3 boys sleeping in his house. [Scene: The roller rink. Jen, Joey and Andie are roller-skating around the rink talking while wearing all these fancy scarves and makeup.] Andie: You know what? I was thinking about what you guys said earlier, about how all guys are twits? And I think you're right, but I think there's more to it than that because... Sometimes, you know when they give you that certain look? You know, that look that says you are exactly where they want to be right now. And you feel it for them, too. And then you just melt like this big blob of ice cream, even when you don't want to. Pacey used to do that to me all the time. Right before he kissed me. Made my knees weak. Jen: Henry's got a look like that. Does it to me every time. Whoa! Andie: Ok, who wants to go again? Jen: Oh, no. No, no, no. I'm gonna take a break. Joey: Ok. Andie: Come on, joey. Ok. Let's go. Bye. Jen: Bye. [Chanting] henry, henry, henry! [Chanting] henry, henry, henry! [Jen turns around to see Henry and others at his party] Jen: Henry? Henry: Hi. [Scene: At dinner. Ethan, Jack and Mr. McPhee are there talking. Jack is kind of upset, and Ethan and Mr. McPhee are talking about cars.] Ethan: You had a '57 ford thunderbird? I can't believe it. That's my dream car. Mr. McPhee: Let me tell you, it drove like a dream, too. Mint condition. Cherry red, black interior, 8 cylinders, 3 speeds, convertible. Jack, do you remember that photograph your mother took of the two of us on the bumper when you were just a baby? Jack: I guess I blocked it out. Ethan: Why'd you get rid of it? Mr. McPhee: Oh, you know. Kids and everything. It was impractical. But I loved that car. I cried when I traded it in. Tears. Ethan: Oh, man. I can't believe that. Jack: Me neither. Mr. McPhee: I haven't thought about that in years. Jack used to beg me to take him for rides in it. You remember that car, Jack? Jack: I think I already said no. Mr. McPhee: Right. There's a classic car museum just down the road, stay open late on weekends. They've got a 1926 Cadillac. Blow your mind, Ethan. Ethan: Sounds great. Mr. McPhee: Jack? Jack: Great. [Scene: Back at the Fort. Pacey is digging near the fre, when he hits something with the shovel, and he pulls a box out of the ground.] Pacey: Dawson. Hey, check it out, man. Dawson: Oh, my god, I completely forgot about this. Ok, the ticket stub from the first time I saw Jurassic Park. And the second, and the third. Pacey: That's just sad, man. Dawson: Tell me about it. Pacey: Hey, check this out. It's deputy Doug's pocket Knfe. You know, my dad never found the evidence, but he still gave me the spanking of a lifetime. Go figure. Dawson: Oh, my god. Look at this. It's a picture of me and little Joey Potter. Look at how beautiful she was, even then. We had no idea. Pacey: We must have been deaf, dumb, and blind not to notice. Dawson: What's this? "The secret code of Pacey Witter and Dawson Leery." Do you remember this? You drew this up the day that-- Pacey: The day that we became blood brothers. Dawson: Yeah. It's our oath of loyalty. Pacey: Yeah. Dawson: God, this is great. I can't-- I can't believe you found this. It's so-- isn't it weird how you can just, like, put your friendship with somebody in a box, bury it, and completely forget about it? Pacey: Yeah. [Scene: the Roller Rink. Jen and Henry are talking together while skating alone.] Jen: Again, let me just assure you that this is a pure coincidence. I am not crashing your party, and your mom insisted that we stay, and that's the only reason. So you can stop being mad. Henry: I'm not mad. Humiliated, maybe, but not mad. Jen: Oh, wait a minute. First you lie to me about this party, then you hurt my feelings by not inviting me, and then I accidentally show up anyway, wearing this? And you're humiliated? Henry: Can you blame me? Look around, Jen. This place is fit for a 6-year old. I told my mom I'd do it this last time. How could I have brought you? You wouldn't have possibly understood. Jen: Come on. How do you know what I'll understand unless you tell me? Henry: It's been hard enough trying to get you to stop thinking of me as an innocent little kid. Then what-- bring you to this? Come on. Jen: Henry, how many times do I have to tell you this? Your innocence is one of the best things about you. It's helping me find the same thing within myself. You don't have to hide who you are. Not from me. Henry: So are you saying that you forgive me? Jen: I'm saying I don't like being lied to. Henry: No. I'm sorry. I understand if you never want to speak to me again. [He skates away.] Jen: So dramatic. Come back here, parker! You know, by the way, your birthday present would have been a copy of Born to Run. Mint condition, on vinyl. Henry: Would have been? Jen: Well, I--I--I-- I sort of sold it back to the record store and bought some angry chick music. Henry: I guess it's the thought that counts. Jen: Yeah, something like that. Happy birthday, Henry. Come here. [She kisses him] [Scene: The car museum. Mr. McPhee is sitting in a car, and talking to Ethan about it, and you can see that Jack is upset about it.] Mr. McPhee: The beauty of the old cars is the simplicity. Everything's right here. There's nothing atmatic. You have to prime this-- Jack: Can I, like, talk to you over here for a moment, please? Ethan: Sure. What's up? Jack: What's up is that I didn't ask you to come and visit so we could hang out with my dad, who hates me, ok? And doesn't even try to understand me. Who can cry tears over a stupid car but can't muster up a shred of emotion for his own son. No, no. He stopped being my father a long time ago, Ethan. I don't want to spend some excruciating evening being reminded of that. I mean, come on. This is a nightmare. Ethan: Jack, calm down. I mean [Mr. McPhee has overheard this.] Mr. McPhee: Boys, I'm gonna head back. You can get home ok? Jack: Yes. Mr. McPhee: You know, I really thought things were getting better. I was so grateful for tonight. I cancelled my business trip this weekend to spend time with you. I guess I'm just not the father you want... Or need. [Scene: at the fort. Dawson and Pacey are lying down to sleep next to the fre.] Dawson: Pace, you awake? Pacey: Wide awake. Yes. What's up, man? Dawson: It finally occurred to me what in my life hasn't lost its luster with time. It's my friendships. You know, I might be unsure of a lot of things in my life, but I'm always gonna be sure of you... And Joey. Pacey: Me and Joey, huh? Dawson: Yeah. I mean, you-- you're... You're pure loyalty. You're still the guy who drew up that oath we took when we were kids. Still the guy who'd do anything for a friend. Pacey: And Joey? Dawson: Joey? She's my conscience. My soul mate. My inspiration. The point is, I'm really glad to have you guys in my life. I'd be lost without you. Pacey: You know, if I'm loyalty, Dawson, it's only 'cause you cast me in the role. You're the storyteller, you know? You see everything and figure out what it means. Did you see the look on those kids' faces while you were telling them that story tonight? How caught up they were? You're the guy who builds this fantastic world. You just let the rest of us live in it. Dawson: These days, it doesn't feel so fantastic. Pacey: It will, bro. [Scene: Jack's bedroom. Ethan is setting up the spare bed and getting it ready, while Jack is getting his own bed ready.] Jack: Good night. Ethan: Hold on, man. Don't you think we should talk about what happened tonight? Jack: Actually, I'd like to pretend it's all a bad dream. Ethan: Well, that would be a mistake, Jack. Look, I know you're mad at me, but don't be. I was just trying to help. Jack: No. I'm not mad at you. I'm just-- I'm just mad. I don't know. I mean, tonight... Tonight he just somehow managed to make it look like he was the victim in this whole thing and like I was some kind of malicious ogre, but it's not like that. Ethan: God, Jack. Don't you get it? You're both victims here. And it's not gonna get any better unless you start letting go some of that anger. Jack: Yeah, but he's the one who did this to me. Ok? He's the one who made me this angry. A year, Ethan. A whole year he spends walking around like I'm the worst thing that ever happened to him. And he cancels one trip so he can passive-aggressively throw it back into my face, and everything's supposed to magically fall back into place? It doesn't work like that. Ethan: Well, let me tell you how it does work, Jack. You keep walking around with all that anger, you and your dad are gonna lose another year... And another one. Before you know it, you're gonna wake up one morning and realize that you need him... Or he needs you... But it's gonna be too late. You know, the other nice side effect of letting go of your anger is that you don't have to be angry anymore. Just think about it. Good night, Jack. Jack: Good night. [Scene: Back at Jen's House. Andie and Joey are getting ready for bed in the bathroom . Joey leaves Andie in the bathroom and Joins Jen in her room. They start to talk, but Joey keeps making sure that Andie is not coming.] Joey: Weird night, huh? Jen: Yeah, I'd say. Joey: I was talking to Bessie the other day and... She told me to talk to somebody about this and... I can't believe I'm telling you, but... Pacey kissed me the other day. Jen: Yeah, I figured this thing would come to a head sooner or later. Joey: Nothing came to a head. I mean, there is no thing. I'm just freaked out and angry, and I don't understand why he would do something like this. I mean, it came out of nowhere, and... Jen: Well, if it came out of nowhere, then how come I'm not surprised? You should ask yourself, Joey, if this is really nothing... Then why are you so upset and so confused? [Scene: the McPhee house. Mr. McPhee is downstairs working on some stuff for work alone, when Jack comes down to join him.] Mr. McPhee: It's late. What is it? Jack: Yeah, I just, um... I just wanted to ask you why... Why this weekend, why this trip, why now? When for the past year you've treated me like I was a leper. Answer me that, why? Mr. McPhee: It was just... Time. I was talking to Richard at the office. He has a son just failed out of his fourth college, got caught stealing a car, drug problem--whole nine yards. It just suddenly occurred to me... Jack is a good kid. I have a good kid, and I don't even know him. But I want to know him. So I canceled my trip. Look, I don't see what the big deal is. Somebody had to make the first move. Jack: I just didn't think it would be you. [M. McPhee makes a move on the chess board, and Jack follows.] [Scene: The fort. Pacey and Dawson are talking while the boys are getting ready to go.] Pacey: I'll talk to you later, huh? Dawson: Alright, I'll see ya. Pacey: Let's go, guys. Buzz: Bye, Dawson. Watch out for max and his bloody ax. Dawson: See you guys. [Scene: the local store. Buzz and Pacey are walking through it.] Buzz: I'm gonna get 12 pixie sticks and 5 candy bars. Pacey: How about an orange soda and a box of pretzels? Buzz: One pixie stick, one candy bar, and an orange soda. [They turn the corner and run into Joey.] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey. Buzz: Hey. Pacey: Just a second. Listen, if you'll give us 2 minutes, I'll give you 10 sodas and a box of sugar. What'd you say? Buzz: Done. Pacey: There you go. [ Hands him some money] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey again. About the other night Pacey: So I guess I Joey: You go first. Pacey: Well, uh, I just-- I--I wanted to... I just wanted to say that, uh... I'm sorry. You know, all that stuff about disaster and Dawson and the ripple effect in our universe, it was all right. I mean, what I did, that was just monumentally stupid. I don't know what I was thinking, so...I just wanted you to know it was an impulse, plain and simple. One's that left my body. Permanently. I promise. Joey: It's ok, Pacey. I mean... I totally overreacted. I mean something isn't a big deal unless you let it be. And--and it... You know, it's-- it's not a big deal. Why get so upset? I mean, it obviously meant n-nothing. Right? Pacey: Right. Right because what I did was a mistake. Right. Joey: Right. Pacey: Well, uh... I guess that puts us back to just being friends. Joey: Definitely. Pacey: Great. Uh...Alright. Well, uh... Yeah, I should probably get going. Once that kid gets all that sugar in him, watch out. He's a little terror. I'll probably have to chase him back home. It's 2 miles. Not pretty. Joey: Well, then I guess I'll see you later, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah, I'll see you later, Jo. [Outside Buzz and Pacey are walking his bike together] Pacey: You grab the front, I'll grab the back? 1, 2, 3... Grab it. There you go. Buzz: Is that her? Pacey: Who? Buzz: The girl. Pacey: What girl? Buzz: The girl you want to kiss, stupid. The one you're in love with. Pacey: Nope. Buzz: Yeah, it was. Pacey: Please, what do you know? Buzz: It was her, it was her, it was her. Pacey: Eh, get a life of your own, huh? Buzz: Ha! I'm right. Pacey: Right? You don't even know what right is. Please, get out of here. [Joey comes out of the store and watches Pacey walking away with Buzz.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x18 - Neverland"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 219 - Stolen Kisses [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. They are getting ready to load up the car for a trip. Joey and Dawson are there talking.] Joey: What are you so smiley about, Dawson? Dawson: Look at us, Jo. What have we become? Joey: Care to expound? Dawson: Spring break. Most kids our age go visit some exotic, sun-drenched locale, don skimpy bathing suits, and ingest mass quantities of liquor. What do we do? We go visit my aunt. Joey: It's a ritual. It was our ritual. I'm glad we're going. I love aunt Gwen. Dawson: And she loves you. Joey: I can't believe she's selling her house. Dawson: I know. It feels like the end of an era. Joey: Do you think we can rope jack and Andie into one of our famous late-night karaoke sessions? Dawson: Ok. I thought we had agreed to go on living the rest of our lives as if they never happened. Joey: Dawson leery, ashamed of his own roots. You love that karaoke machine, and you know it. [Pacey walks up to them with Will Krudski, both are carrying bags.] Pacey: Hey, guys. Look what I found. Joey: This can't be who I think it is. Will Krudski? Will: Hey. Joey: Last time I saw you was in third grade, kicking Pacey's butt around the playground. Will: What was I supposed to do? He was calling me "Will Kruddy." Pacey: It's a good thing you moved to new Raleigh, pal, 'cause without you to worry about, I became king of the playground. Dawson: So, uh, what brings you to Capeside, will? Will: Thought I'd surprise an old friend. Pacey: And, uh, in the spirit of friendship, I took the liberty of tellin' will here that maybe you guys would have room for two more on your little impromptu journey? Dawson: I don't have a problem with that. Will: I'm not intruding? Dawson: No, not at all. Besides, the list of things to do in Capeside when you're 16 is woefully short. [Andie comes up to them carrying a few bags of her own.] Andie: Hey, guys! Pacey: Whuh-oh. Beware of McPhees bearing too much luggage. Andie: Oh, thanks. Pacey: Where's Jackers? Andie: He bailed in favor of spending quality time with dad. Oh. Who's the kindhearted gentleman? Will: Will. Andie: Nice to meet you, will. I'm Andie. Will: Let me help you here. Andie: Great. Thanks. Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey. So, um... I thought you were sitting this one out, Pacey. Pacey: I was... Until will showed up on my front doorstep, and, uh, just thought I should show him a good time... And... Joey: And? Pacey: And they could probably use a hand up there, so... [Opening Credits] [Scene: The Fish House. Jen is sitting at the counter going over some paperwork while Henry is bussing the area around her and they are talking.] Henry: That's the conundrum Jen: Ok. You have got to stop trying to impress me, Henry. Henry: It was the coach's idea. He said if I was gonna be hanging around you so much, I might as well help out. What? Jen: I was just wondering how many guys would spend their spring break in a fish eatery just to be in close proximity to their girlfriend. You're a saint. Henry: Well, you know what they say-- there's a fine line between saint and moron. [The waitress Shelly comes up to Jen after eying Henry.] Shelly: Who's the new b-boy? Jen: Oh, that's Henry. He's a funny little creature. Shelly: Make that a yummy little creature. He is so my type-- tall, lanky, a branch right off the DiCaprio family tree. Jen: Yeah, you think? Shelly: I definitely think. He's got that cute little ragamuffin- with-a-dream look. Makes you want to take him home and give him a bath. And then maybe hop in the tub with him, and, um... Jen: Ok. Shelly, I think that table 19 needs their check. Shelly: They just got their check. Then I'm sure that somewhere out there, somebody's in dire need of a dessert menu, huh? [Scene: In the Car. Dawson is driving to his Aunt's while Andie is in the back with Will and Pacey, grilling Will for some information.] Andie: Ok, will. Quick get-to-know-you quiz: Favorite movie? Will: Well, when I was about 5 years old, my dad took me to a revival of planet of the apes, which, if you knew my dad, is a really big thing, so... I'd have to say that ranks as my favorite. But I'm really more of a book guy. Andie: Favorite movie doesn't star Adam Sandler or Steven Seagal, and he likes to read. You sure he's your friend, Pacey? Ok, favorite book? Will: That's easy-- catcher in the rye. Salinger's a god. Andie: What do you want to be when you grow up? Will: I don't know. Just happy, I guess. Dawson: You'll get along great with my aunt Gwen. She's another Salinger freak. Will: What's your aunt Gwen like? Joey: She's an artist. A painter. She's incredibly talented. She paints, and she reads great books, and she does yoga, and... She lives life on her own terms. Andie: Is she married? Dawson: She was once, to this uptight lawyer. She had this picture-perfect suburban life, and then she met Richard, who was this crazy, bearded painter about 20 years older than her. She left her husband for him and never looked back. Pacey: We gonna get to meet this wife-stealing Picasso? Dawson: Unfortunately, their happily-ever-after only lasted a couple years. Richard died about a year ago of a heart attck. Andie: Wow. That's sad. Will: I don't know. Isn't it better to have a short time with somebody you really love than a lifetime with somebody who's basically your roommate? Just a thought. [Scene: Outside the Fish House. Mitch and Gale are there when an old friend of theirs, Megan, Comes up to them.] Megan: Hey, you two. Long time no see? Gale: Megan. Oh, my god! What are you doing in Capeside? Mitch: Hey! How are you? Gale: Where's tom? Is he outside? Megan: We should talk. Gale: I am so sorry, honey. He was a wonderful guy. Megan: He was, wasn't he? I mean, sure, we had our problems, but looking back now, it just all seems so stupid and petty. He was one of the good ones. I guess that makes me one of the lucky ones. Ok...Let me segue out of this grieving widow routine. How the hell are you guys? Mitch: Well, actually Gale: we're great. We're doing just great. Dawson's 16 now and a big bundle of precocious angst, but he's a terrific kid. Megan: I see you followed through and made the restaurant a reality. It's inspiring, really. So many dreams never come true. Oh, I almost forgot. I was rummaging through some of tom's stuff. You should have this. It's the toast from your wedding. I can still see tom staying up till 4:00 in the morning the night before, just trying to get it perfect. [Scene: Aunt Gwen's house. Aunt Gwen is singing and dancing whil cleaning when The group walks in. Dawson gets her attention.] Gwen: Come on in. Hello. Hello. Oh, Dawson! Baby, you made it! Hi! Mmm! Joey. How gorgeous did you turn out! Wow! And this must be Pacey. Pacey: I see my reputation precedes me. Gwen: Actually, we've met before. Pacey: We have? Gwen: Yeah. I wouldn't expect you to remember it. It was years ago at my sister's 4th of july picnic, and you were chasing this one around and teasing her mercilessly. And when i went to intervene, you said to me, "hey, lady, step on my buzz, why don't ya?" Boop. Andie: Ha ha ha! That sounds about right. Gwen: Which would make you...Andie? Andie: Yup. Nice to meet you, aunt Gwen. Hi. Gwen: Hi. And this... Has got to be... Jack, right? Pacey: Uh, no. Jackers couldn't make it this weekend, so, aunt Gwen, please allow me to introduce my friend, Will Krudski. Gwen: How you doin'? Huh. Friend of Pacey's. Not a good sign. Pacey: Heh heh. [Scene: Later in the evening outside the bedrrom they are all sharing. Joey and Pacey are there alone before entering the room] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Tell me, Pacey, is our conversation this week going to consist solely of monosyllabic grunts? Pacey: Jo, this is neither the time nor the place to be discussing events of weeks past. Joey: Look, who wants to discuss? I thought we agreed that it was a "no big deal." Pacey: It isn't. Joey: Fine. So... There should be no weirdness between us? Right. [They enter the room to find that they are left to share the bed together.] Pacey: You're right... But I think we may have a small problem. Joey: You've got to be kidding me. Pacey, do something about this. Pacey: Uh, Dawson. Hey, Dawson. Dawson: What? Look, uh... Pacey: What say you hop up and give Joey here your sleeping bag, huh? Dawson: And hop in the sack with you? Pacey: Essentially, yeah. Dawson: Good night, Pacey. Pacey: Andie. Andie: [Grunts, snorts] Pacey: Andie! Will: I'm not sleepin' with you, Pacey. And, Joey, I don't think we know each other well enough. No offense. Joey: None taken. Pacey: Ok, we're just gonna have to make the best of this, all right? Joey: Fine. But if I so much as feel anything Pacey: jo... Get in bed. And while you're at it, get over yourself. Joey: Pacey, get your butt away from me. Pacey: My butt wants nothing to do with your butt, ok? Gimme some of these covers, man. Jo-- jo. [Sighs] [Scene: The next morning. Pacey has just woken up and looks over at Joey peacefully sleeping. He acts like he is asleep when Gwen calls into them.] Gwen: Sleepyheads, breakfast! Joey: [Groans] oh, man. Pacey: [Yawns] [They get up and join the rest of the group in the kitchen.] Gwen: so glad you could join us, you two. I have a spectacular dinner planned for this evening, but first, I must shop, and I'm going to steal Dawson and Joey to help me. The rest of you I encourage to explore the somewhat limited charms of my humble little podunk town. We don't have much in the way of entertainment-- there's no multiplex, no monster truck show-- but we do have this kick-ass little pool hall. Will: I love to play pool. Pacey: I'm always down for some billiard action. Andie: What is it with guys and pool? It's a phallic thing, right? Will: I'll teach you. Andie: Ok. You're gonna teach me how to ht a ball with a stick? Will: There's an art to it, you know? Andie: Oh, ok. I get it. So you're, like, uh...Tom cruise, color of money? Right. Mm-hmm. [Scene: The Fish House Kitchen. Mitch is putting some bread away while Gale is trying to talk to him.] Gale: You don't have to do that, you know. Mitch: I'm just tryin' to help out. Gale: You ok? Do you want to talk? Mitch: About? Gale: What do you think? Mitch: A friend of ours died, gale. It royally sucks... But it happened. And it's really sad, but... I don't know what there is to talk about. Gale: Well, it must make you feel a certain way. I know it does me. Mitch: I wish I'd called him more. I wish he'd called me more. I wish a lot of things. Gale: You should read this. Mitch: Why? Gale: Because it's beautiful. His words. I didn't remember. It was nice to go back and see us through his eyes for a moment. Mitch: I'd rather not. Gale: What is wrong with you? Mitch: Nothing. I just don't feel like a trip down memory lane right now, that's all. [Scene: outside the Fish House. Henry is cleaning up a table and Shelly is over flirting with him. Jen sees this and goes over to them.] [Shelly giggling] Jen: hi. Shelly: Hey, Jen. How adorable is this boy? Can you tell me? Jen: Heh heh, yeah, he's dreamy. Listen, Shel, I need you to cover sections 5 and 6 today. Shelly: 5 and 6? Lindley, that's crazy talk. Jen: I'm sorry, hon. We're a little short-staffed. I need you to be a team player here. Shelly: [Sighs] bye, Henry. [She leaves] Henry: Uh...Bye. You--you know we were just talking, right? Jen: [Chuckles] well, of course you were. Henry: You just seemed a little jealous. Jen: [Chuckles] jealous? Please, Henry, I'm so not in touch with that emotion. I wouldn't even know what that would feel like. Jealous. That's ridiculous. Henry: Wh-what? It's ridiculous to think that someone else might find me to be a decent, worthwhile human being? Jen: Oh, that's not what i meant. Henry: Whatever. [Scene: The Pool Hall. Andie, Pacey and Will are playing pool, and Will is sh*ting really badly. So isn't Pacey.] Andie: [Chuckles] ok. Tom cruise. Color of money. Right. You suck. Pacey: Easy, McPhee. Them's fightin' words. Andie: I thought he was supposed to be this amazing pool player. Will: I never claimed to be anything. I just said i like to play. Andie: Oho. And you said, in a somewhat condescending fashion, that you'd teach me. Ahhh! Looks like i should be the one giving the lessons. What do you say, Pacey? Pacey: Maybe you should cut the guy some slack. There might just be some method to his madness. Andie: Ok. All I have to say right now is little ol' me is wipin' up the floor with the two of you. [Pacey takes a sht and the ball jumps off the table and rolls to another table. The guy there picks it up.] Pacey: [Chuckles] um, sorry, man. I just can't seem to keep those things on the table. Pool Guy: You guys interested in a game? Andie: Uh, no. [Chuckles] look, mister, these two, they're seriously deluded and totally lame, so I'm gonna set the record straight right here and now. It would be both sick and wrong to take their money. Will: We'll play. [Scene: The local store. Gwen, Dawson and Joey are there shopping. Dawson is looking at some of the posters when Gwen comes over to him.] Gwen: What are you lookin' for? Dawson: Something for my wall. Gwen: Ah, which, as I recall correctly, is plastered in wall-to-wall movie posters. You know, somehow I don't think this is gonna go with that whole film geek aesthetic you've got goin' on. Dawson: The posters are gone, actually. I took 'em all down. Gwen: Amistad wasn't that bad, honey. Dawson: [Chuckles] more like a crisis of faith, actually. Gwen: What do you mean? Dawson: Well...I guess I got tired of having this larger-than-life-dream to compensate for my smaller-than-life life. Gwen: Ok. So... The movie posters are down. Film has lost its luster. And I am detecting a significant lack of...Smooching, hand-holding, general all-around cuddliness between the two of you? So...Come on. Tell me everything. Dawson: Well, to make a long soap opera short, um, we got together Joey: which was so completely overwhelming that it forced me to retreat into this long, protracted period of soul searching. Dawson: Which sent me into a dizzying downward spiral of depression. And then I finally managed to get her back, but Joey: It was exceptionally bad timing. And then he got back from summer vacation. Dawson: The possibility of having my heart ripped out of my chest once again didn't sound as appealing as it once had, so I decided maybe it would be best just to be friends. Joey: And then he asked Pacey to look out for me. Gwen: What does Pacey have to do with it? Joey: Uh...Nothing. But...Just... There you have it. Gwen: Well, then I have just one question. Why aren't the two of you together now? [Scene: Outside the Pool Hall. Will has handed some money to Pacey and he is counting out the rest in his hand. Andie is looking at the two of them disgusted.] Andie: You hustled them! Will: And this is a big deal. Why? Andie: Because I find it morally wrong and offensive and disgusting. I mean, I didn't come here with you guys to be, you know, an accomplice to your little seedy scam. Pacey: Andy, will's a shark. He always has been. What are you gonna do? Andie: I mean, you let me think that I was good. Will: You are good. Andie: I am? Will: Sure. Andie: Ok, you're hustling me right now, aren't you? Will: Maybe. [Will hands her some money.] Andie: What's this? Will: It's your share of the take. [Scene: Outside Aunt Gwen's House. The group minus Dawson and Joey are washing a horse, while Dawson and Joey are in the Hey Loft talking to each other.] Group: [Laughing] aah! Aah! Hey! Let's clean 'em! Oh, don't! Don't! Aah! Ha ha ha! Aah! Aah! Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! [Shouting and laughing continue] Dawson: Joey, do I seem different to you? Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: I've devoted all this energy to...Reinventing myself, and... [Chuckles] to be honest, I don't see where it's gotten me. I don't feel any different. Joey: Actually, you are different, Dawson. Once upon a time, you had to be the center of attention. Life revolved around you and your dreams. And recently, I've watched you fade into the background and let others shine. You're different. What? Dawson: This trip this week has... Reminded me of what we're good at. Joey: What's that? Dawson: We make sense of each other's lives. We always have. Joey: Things are changing, Dawson. People evolve, and--and... Some things drop away. Dawson: Yeah, but things don't have to be any certain way, Joey. Growing up does not have to equal growing apart. Joey: Somehow, it does. Dawson: You gotta find some faith... Faith that whatever set us off in different directions is the same thing that'll... Bring us back together. Joey: [Sighs] I take it back. You haven't changed a bit. You're still an eternal optimist, Dawson. Dawson: Maybe. It's just... I don't know. I'm starting to forget why. Joey: Why what? Dawson: Why we're not together. [Pacey shouts up to them.] Pacey: Hey, you guys want to come down and give us a hand? [Scene: Aunt Gwen's House. Joey is looking at a painting of Aunt Gwen's House, when Gwen comes up to join her.] Joey: That one's my favorite, I think. Gwen: When I was married, I was taking this art class. And the first thing the teacher said was, "close your eyes and paint your future, and the rest will take care of itself." And it did. Joey: You painted this before you lived here? Do you have any regrets? Gwen: About? Joey: The way in which you and Richard came together. Gwen: You know, Joey... I got married too young. And I sold out in a big way. I stayed in a relationship that was safe and comfortable, and then i met this man, who made me feel alive for the very first time. Those kinds of feelings just won't be ignored, you know? I owed it to myself to explore them. Come here. Now. This one... This one is my favorite. Definitely. [She shows her a picture of Joey and Dawson that she painted when they were kids. Dawson comes up to join them] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. [Scene: The Fish House. Jen is at the counter taking a reservation. When Henry comes up to here a little disturbed.] Jen: Party of 7? We will have your table at 8:00, then. Thank you. Bye. Henry: Uh...Shelly just offered me sex. I just thought-- I thought you should know about it. Jen: She what? Henry: She basically said I could have sex with her anytime I wanted. Ap-apparently, she likes younger guys. Jen: Henry, your hands are shaking. Henry: A strange girl just offered me sex. Th-that's never happened to me before. Jen: Well, what did you tell her? Henry: What do you think I said? I said I had a girlfriend. Jen: Do you find her attractive? Henry: Well, I--I... Jen: Well, do you or don't you? Henry: No. Jen: You know what, Henry? Go have sex with her. Go off and make a million babies, 'cause i don't care anymore. Henry: But Jen: don't you dare tell me that I'm jealous. Henry: [Sighs] [Scene: Aunt Gwen's Porch. Will is sitting alone when Andie comes up to join him.] Andie: Oh. Might I have found the hustler in a contemplative moment? Will: Yeah. I'm contemplating my next big score. Andie: You're a mass of contradictions, Will Krudski. Will: How's that? Andie: [Chuckles] oh, come on. The well-read pool shark? The blue-collar academic? Will: [Chuckles] you read the color of my collar pretty quickly. Is it that obvious? Andie: Yeah, about as obvious as the fact that you're pretty darn smart. Will: That's nice of you to say. Andie: So, uh... What makes you so unhappy? Will: What do you mean? Andie: Well, you said that all you want to do when you grow up is be happy, so what makes you so unhappy now? Will: Too many things to mention, I guess. Andie: Okay. So, how about trying one? Will: My father. Andie: What's he like? Will: He's a jerk. He works at the factory. So, he's a total townie. Treats my mother like crap. Can't wait to get the hell away from him. I came to hang out with Pacey, because I just couldn't take it anymore. Had to get out of the house. Andie: I'm sorry, will. [Scene: The Fish House Kitchen. Gale and Mitch are there sampling some of the food.] Gale: Mmm. Too mushy. Mitch: Too crunchy. Mmm. Gale: You actually have an opinion. Last conversation we had, you didn't want to be involved. Mitch: Just because I'm not talking doesn't mean I'm not thinking. Gale: And just because we're not married doesn't mean we can't talk. Mitch: Maybe that is what it does mean. Gale: I can't believe you are saying this, Mitch. Mitch: Why not? Why would I want to rely on you? Trust you? Gale: Because if nothing else, I am your friend. Mitch: If we were such great friends, Wouldn't we be married right now? [Ding] [Scene: Aunt Gwen's House. They are singing to the Karaoke machine. Dawson is just watching them from the couch smiling.] Group: Louis, Louis oh, oh, oh, oh we gotta go oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Louis, Louis oh, oh, oh, oh we gotta go ooh, child, things are gonna get easier ooh, ch-- [laughing] Andie: ha ha ha! Things are gonna get brighter someday! [Gutturally] Pacey: Wild thing you made my heart sing you made everything-uh groovy-uh [imitating Elvis Presley] wild thing, I think i love you. Gwen: And now I'd like to bring up two of my very favorite people to perform their very own special number. Dawson and Joey! Whoo! Dawson: God help--I'm not gonna sing. Gwen: Get up here. Come on, Joey. Dawson: Ready? Andie: Whoo! Dawson: Oh, no. Joey and Dawson: Oh, I could hide both: 'Neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings 6 o'clock alarm will never ring I can't believe we're doin' this. Oh, but it rings and I rise wipe the sleep out of my eyes the shaving razor's cold and it stings ha ha! Cheer up, sleepy jean oh, what can it mean to a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? [Pacey gets up and leaves] [Scene: The Fish House. Shelly is there flirting with Henry again, when Jen notices her and is visibly upset by this. She goes hurriedly over to them.] [Chuckling] Jen: All right, shelly, that's it. Get your boobs away from him. Shelly: What is your problem? Jen: This is my boyfriend that you're fawning all over, and I don't appreciate it. Shelly: Why didn't you tell me? I mean Jen: B-because I have issues. Ok? Clearly. Listen, the point is that he's not yours. He's mine. And I have looked all over the place for one like him, and I'm not giving him up without a fight. So should choose to continue draping yourself all over him like the slutty wench that you are, you and me, we're gonna throw down. Happy now? I'm jealous. [Scene: Outside Aunt Gwen's House. Pacey is sitting alone by a fre, when Joey comes up to join him.] Joey: Are you ok? Pacey: Not so much, no. Joey: Well, what's wrong? Pacey: Well... It's the history. It's killin' me. How can a guy compete when the two of you have your own karaoke Joey: Pacey, you're not supposed to compete. We're supposed to have our own hist-- I didn't mean that. Pacey: Well, what did you mean? Joey: I don't even know anymore, Pacey. Pacey: You know this little arrangement we got goin' between us? Joey: Yes? Pacey: Well, it sucks. It sucks up one side and down the other. It's uncomfortable, it's weird, and I hate every single second of it. Joey: Really. Pacey: Yes. Joey: Then why did you come here, Pacey? Pacey: You know, for a bright girl, you can be really daft sometimes. Why do you think i came here? I came here to be with you! It's as simple as that. I mean, when you like somebody, proximity is a good thing, regardless of how they feel about you. Or don't, as the case may be. Joey: But I felt it. Pacey: What? Joey: This morning. Your arm brushed up against me in bed, and... And I felt it. Pacey: How did it feel? Joey: Made me feel alive. Pacey: Ok. Joey... I'm going to kiss you now. Joey: You can't. Pacey: Jo, you can't say something like that to me and expect me not to kiss you, so that's exactly what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna kiss you in about 10 seconds. And if you don't want me to kiss you... Well, if you don't want me to, I guess then you're just gonna have to stop me. 10. [Woman clearing throat] Joey: [whispering] my god. Pacey: [Sighs] I think maybe I should head inside and sing myself some more karaoke. 'Cause lord knows, that's what I want to be doing right now, is singing myself some karaoke. Gwen: That's a splendid idea, Pacey. Well, um... At least now I understand why you and Dawson aren't together. Joey: Ok. Uh...[Chuckles]... I know you just saw that, and...I can explain Gwen: what i just saw is none of my business. But I think you should tell Dawson. It was just a mistake. Something tells me that when you kiss a boy, it's not a mistake. You should know I am the last person on earth that's gonna judge you. But you cannot be reckless with someone else's feelings. What if that had been Dawson that had seen you and not me? I mean, do you think he'd ever be able to erase that from his mind? Joey: [Sighs] [Scene: Inside Aunt Gwen's House. Pacey is sitting there, where Andie comes up to join him.] Pacey: Hey. Andie: You ok, Pacey? You seem a little, uh, storm cloudy. Pacey: Uh...Just thinking that maybe now would be a good time to start up that debilitating drug habit I've always wanted. Just kidding. Andie: You know, your, uh, your friend will. [Chuckles] he's not at all what I expected. He's really sweet. Pacey: Yeah. He's a good guy. I mean, he and his family moved away a long time ago, but we've managed to keep in pretty good contact, I guess. Once you bond over dysfunctional dad issues, there's no turnin' back. Andie: Yeah. He told me about his father. It's pretty sad. Pacey: He told you? Andie: Yeah. Pacey: Do you like him or something? Andie: Maybe! Maybe not. Who knows, Pacey? But don't you think it's better to just be honest and open about things like this? I mean, who wants to carry around this burden of guilt over moving on? Which, by nature, has to happen. I want you to be happy, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah. [sighs heavily] [Scene: The Fish House backroom. Henry is looking around for Jen. You can hear crying from a storage room.] Henry: Jen? Jen: In here. Just follow the trail of loser dust. Henry: What are you doin' in here? Jen: [Sniffles] isn't it pretty obvious? I made an ass out of myself. Thus, I'm hiding. Henry: Why are you crying? Jen: I don't know. Oh, god, I hate crying. This is such a girl thing to do. Henry: But you're such a girl. Jen: [Sobs] Henry: such a cute girl. Jen: Stop. You're not supposed to say sweet nothings. You're supposed to be mad. Henry: I am. That doesn't mean I'm not curious about what's going on in that busy head of yours. Jen: You were right...Henry. I was jealous, and... And it really freaked me out. Henry: Why? Jealousy's a pretty natural human emotion. Jen: You don't understand. I've... I've spent years building this... This complex series of--of booby traps so that...Nobody would ever get too close. [Half chuckles, half sobs] and then you came along... With that big beating heart of yours, and... You broke all those walls down, and it's just really scary. I mean... What if I lose you? Henry: You know, Jen, I was... I was kinda glad that you were jealous. You have nothing to worry about... 'Cause I'm not goin' anywhere. And if I die tomorrow, so be it. At least I died knowing my biggest dream came true. Jen: What's that? Henry: Seeing you in lingerie. [Chuckles] [both chuckle] [Scene: The Fish House. It is closed now. Gale is going over some receipts when Mitch comes up tp her.] Mitch: would you mind... Coming with me for a second? Gale: Ok. [He brings her to the bar where he has a tape of their wedding playing on the TV.] Mitch: I was reading the toast... And I got this urge to see him again. you're right. It was beautiful. I had to let you go. I wanted you to stay, but... You said no. You went to Philly, and... I had to let you go. Gale: Well, what does that have to do with anything? Mitch: More than you realize. To remember what we were is painful for me. Gale: Uh, yesterday... I was looking at Megan... This woman who had lost the love of her life. Suddenly... Our problems just seemed... Mitch: Trivial? Gale: Or even passed. [Scene: Inside Aunt Gwen's House. Dawson is looking at some pictures of him an Joey as kids, when Joey comes into the room.] Joey: Oh... Dawson: Hey. Take a look at these. [Chuckles] what a dork I was. Joey: No, you weren't. Well... Maybe a little. [Chuckles] can we talk? Dawson: Yeah. What's up? Joey: Well, uh-- um... Gwen: Sorry. I'm interrupting something. I can Joey: actually, no. It's--it's ok. We'll...Talk later. Dawson: Ok. [Joey Leaves, and Gwen hands the painting of Him and Joey as kids.] Gwen: I brought you something for your wall. Thought maybe it would help you find your way back. Dawson: Way back to what? Gwen: Well... Back to those things that made you this little... Daydream believer. Look, Dawson, I know you can't see it right now, but you are a very talented young man with a rich and powerful imagination. Your dreams are... They're an asset, not a weakness. Dawson: But I just--I can't find the inspiration anymore. It's easy for you. The evidence of your talent is all around you. Gwen: This... Is not my talent. Dawson, when my time is up, I want to know that i did one thing well-- loved somebody. The rest of this is just... An expression of that one thing. What's your one thing? Dawson: Uh...[Chuckles] Gwen: ok. Close your eyes. Mm-hmm. Now... Paint your future. What do you see? [Scene: Outside Aunt Gwen's House. Pacey is sitting alone by the fre again when Joey comes up to join him again.] Pacey: You don't have to worry. I'm not gonna kiss you again, jo. What's goin' on here? Joey: I don't know. Pacey: [Chuckles] don't you think I deserve a better answer than that after all this? Joey: Pacey, believe me, I've been trying to get you out of my head. I've tried to pretend that this is just some bizarre hormonal glitch, but it's not working. Pacey: Do you really want it to work? Joey: I tried to tell him. Pacey: Really. Joey: Yes! Pacey: What happened? Joey: Well-- I couldn't really find the words, Pacey, which I know is odd, considering the sheer volume of words spoken throughout the course of our relationship, but Pacey: what would you have said to him? Joey: [Sighs] I don't know. Pacey: I don't believe you. Joey: Pacey... I don't have any answers right now, ok? Can't you understand that? Pacey: The only reason that you don't have answers is because you've been too scared to ask yourself the right questions. Joey: What are you talking about? Pacey: Look, I know how I feel. You know how I feel. That much is obvious by now. But during this whole process, we've managed to miss the point, because the point is not how i feel. It's how you feel. So how do you feel? Joey: Awful. That's how I feel, Pacey. I feel awful. Pacey: So do I. When I was kissing you tonight, I don't think that I've ever felt better and worse at one time in my entire life. I mean, the very idea that Dawson or Andie would find out about us is k*lling me. It--it is tearing me up on the inside to have these feelings for you, but I can't get rid of them. [Sighs] I jus-- I can't keep on kissing you, jo. Joey: What do you mean? Pacey: I mean just that. I can't keep on kissing you. All right? I've done it twice now. I can't be the one that's always initiating this. I can't be the one who's always giving you the answers. [Sniffles] look at me, Joey. Joey: I can't. Pacey: Please. If you felt... Even one shred... Of what I feel for you... Then we wouldn't be standing here having this conversation. Joey: Pacey... [Joey goes up to him and starts kissing him.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x19 - Stolen Kisses"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 320 - The Longest Day [Scene: A night sht over the ocean. The sun is setting. And a voice over by Joey.] Joey: Ever have one of those days you wish you could live all over again? [Scene: The docks. Andie, Jack, Jen, Doug and Buzz are sitting by True Love waiting for the rest of the group to get there to christen the boat. Dawson and Mitch one riding up in the car to Join them] Andie: Oh, hey, look. There's Dawson and his dad. Mitch: Got the champagne? Dawson: Right here. Oop! Whoa. That was almost a disaster. Hey, guys. Buzz: Hello. Dawson: Hey. Buzz. Andie: So, uh, where's Joey? I thought she was coming with us. Dawson: She, uh, wanted to stop at a library first and plow through that Watergate history assignment. [Scene: Inside the boathouse. Joey and Pacey are there kissing and hugging each other quite a bit.] Joey: Come on. Let's go, Pacey. It's your boat we're planning on christening. Pacey: I own a boat? Joey: Mmm. No, we have to stop doing this. It's wrong. Pacey: Yes. dad wrong. Joey: Pacey. Look, we've been in denial all week. I mean, when we're around other people, we pretend like nothing's changed, and then the minute we're alone, it turns into this. Pacey: This what? Joey: Well, this... Embarrassing grope fest. Pacey: Yeah, I guess this is kind of embarrassing, huh? Especially for you, given how much you protested. Joey: I did not protest. Pacey: You did too. Joey: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What? Pacey: I gotta tell him, Jo. We do. We gotta tell him as soon as possible, because the longer we wait, Jo, the worse it gets. Joey: No, Pacey. I've tried. I've tried plenty of times to-- every time I see the guy now, I just feel like-- you don't have to bother filling in the expletive, ok? I mean, this isn't exactly the easiest thing I've ever had to do, Pacey-- telling Dawson that while he wasn't looking, I developed this bizarre gravitational pull towards his best friend, and I can't stop thinking about him or wanting to be near him or wanting to kiss him all the time. Pacey: I'll do it. Joey: What? Pacey: I'll tell him. Joey: No, I can't let you do that. It's--this is my responsibility. Pacey: Jo, it's not your responsibility. I'm the one that started this, remember? I'm the one that got you into this situation. And, frankly, the only way that I want to save my friendship with Dawson is to be completely honest with him, so I gotta do this. All I need is one day. Just one day. Joey: One day. Pacey: Yes. One day. [Opening Credits] [Scene: On the Docks. Pacey and Buzz are talking as Doug is slowly walking to Join them.] Pacey: No, she's not late. She's an hour late. When people are late, they're, like, 15 minutes late. Doug: All right, here's the deal. There's an apologetic yet somewhat incoherent message on the machine for you from someone named Nora. It seems she got confused, thought you had him for the day. Now she's stuck at work and can't get free until this evening. Pacey: Speaking of work... You're not on duty today, are you? Doug: Ah, no, no, no. Little brother, this juvenile is your responsibility. Pacey: But, Doug, I got this one thing I gotta do, man, and it kind of ranks high up there on the importance list. So...Look, I'll just do this one thing. I'll go, I'll do it, I'll come right back. I swear. Doug: Have you ever noticed how your one little things tend to multiply? Pacey: Doug, it's just one thing. I'll be right back. I swear. It shouldn't take Doug: Pacey. Pacey: Dougie. [Scene: Outside Gram's House. Jen and Grams are carrying some suitcases out to the car and put them into the trunk] Grams: I know he's a very respectable young man, and we certainly have no reason to suspect him of ill intentions, but... With no one here to chaperone... Jen: Ah, you never know what sort of high jinks might ensue. Grams: This is no laughing matter, Jennifer. I established these rules not because I don't trust you, but because the sexual impulses of a teenage boy Jen: Ok, grams, I think that you're going out on a limb here for nothing. I assure you that whatever sexual impulses Henry parker may throw at me I am perfectly capable of handling. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Pacey is standing there staring at the front door. Jen sees him and goes over to Join him.] Jen: Hey, pace. Pacey: Hey. Jen: Nobody home? Pacey: I don't know, actually. Jen: Could knock and find out. Pacey: I could just walk right in, you know. They never lock it. I've been coming here since I was 5 years old, just walking right through the front door, making myself at home. Jen: She wants to be with you, pace. She does. Pacey: And you know this how? Jen: Told me so this morning. Pacey: [sighs] Why am I not happy to hear that right now? Jen: Well, because right now you've gotta walk through that front door and tell your best friend that the only girl in the universe he can't live without... Pacey: Is the same one that I can't live without. Jen: Yeah. Pacey: I've had this conversation with him in my head a thousand times. Jen: Yeah? How's it go? Pacey: Oh, you know, Dawson saying something along the lines of... "Vaya con dios, pace. "I had my sht at making her happy. Now...Why don't you give it a try?" Jen: It could happen. Just minus the Spanish part. Pacey: Yeah. [Mitch walks out of the house carrying some stuff for his boat.] Mitch: Hey, guys. If you're looking for Dawson, you just missed him. Pacey: Did he say where he was going? Mitch: Yeah. He said something about the library. [Scene: Inside the library. Pacey is looking for Dawson, when he runs into Andie.] Andie: Pacey. Hi. Pacey: Hey. You're looking happy. Is this just your usual library glow? Andie: Yeah, well, you know, free books make me giddy. [Will walks up to Join them.] Pacey: Krudski. Will: Studying on a Saturday, Witter. That's most unlike you. So, uh, I'll see you tonight, Andie? Andie: Yeah. Will: See you, man. Pacey: Tonight, huh? Andie: Yeah. Uh... We were thinking about getting dinner or something Pacey: no, hey, look, look. A girl's gotta eat, huh? Andie: So, uh, what are you doing here? I mean, you're not studying, are you? Pacey: No. Not studying. Looking for Dawson. You haven't seen him, have you? Andie: Nope. Haven't seen him. Pacey: Well, I'll let you get back to, uh... I'll see you later, Andie. Andie: Yeah. [Scene: Inside Doug's apartment. Doug is running frantically around trying to get some order, as Buzz is jumping up and down on the bed.] Doug: No, no, no, buzz! Listen to me. This is not a toy. All right? This is an answering machine. This was my answering machine. Do you understand? Wh-what-- buzz, where's the tape? Stop bouncing! Stop [Pacey enters and picks up something from the end table and Joins them.] Buzz: yeah! And I thought you were boring. Pacey: See that? Gameboy. It's Pokemon blue, man. Go to it. Doug: Yeah, that's really great. Where the hell have you been? Look at this. It's ruined. Pacey: Doug, I'm sorry. Look, me and Joey came to a really important decision. Doug: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Since when are you and Joey deciding anything? Pacey: You're gonna like this one, 'cause it turns out you were right. She's into me, man. That's why she got so freaked out when I kissed her. Doug: Really? Pacey: Yeah. Doug: So then you told Dawson? Pacey: Uh...No, not exactly. That's what I was trying to do all morning, Doug. Remember the little errand that I had to run, but it just... Turned into this wild goose chase, and... I really didn't think it was going to take that long. I'm sorry. Doug: Look. Telling Dawson that you kissed Joey in a moment of weakness is a hell of a lot different than sneaking around with her behind his back, don't you think? Look, Pacey, at the end of the day, Joey and Dawson, they're gonna stay friends or whatever it is that they are, and you're gonna end up alone. All right? No girlfriend, no friend, just completely and utterly alone. Think about it. [Scene: On Dawson's Porch. Pacey is about to knock on the door, when Joey comes running up to stop him.] Joey: Hey. Hey. Pacey: Hey, Jo, what's wrong? What's wrong? Joey: Look, Pacey... We can't do this, ok? Pacey: Can't do what? Joey: I have to be the one to tell him, ok? I mean, things are really complicated between me and Dawson, and it has nothing to do with you. It's just... [She takes him off the porch] Joey: Look... It has to come from me, or else... It's going to ruin everything. Pacey: Ok. Ok. That's ok. It's ok. Just calm down, Jo. It's all right. We'll do whatever you want to do, ok? I mean... If you want to know the god's honest truth... I've been in the process of chickening out the whole way over here. Joey: Maybe it's a sign, Pacey. Pacey: A sign of what? Joey: It's just that for so long, he's been everything to me, Pacey. I mean, this guy has been my family when I haven't had one, and he's the one person in my life that I can always depend on, and--and this? This is gonna kll him. Pacey: You never had any intention of telling him, did you? You didn't come over here tonight to tell him. You came here to stop me from telling him. Joey: No. I tried to tell him. I went up there and I tried. Pacey: Of course you did. Let me guess. You failed, right? [Dawson comes out to see what's going on.] Dawson: I thought I heard something out here. Joey: Dawson, uh... We were just, uh Pacey: Having an argument. Dawson: Obviously. What about? Joey: Mmm... Pacey: Us, Dawson. We were arguing about us. Me and Joey. There's an us here now. [Scene: A night sht over the ocean. The sun is setting. And a voice over by Joey.] Joey: Ever have one of those days you wish you could live all over again? [Scene: The docks. Andie, Jack, Jen, Doug and Buzz are sitting by True Love waiting for the rest of the group to get there to christen the boat. Dawson and Mitch one riding up in the car to Join them] Andie: Oh, hey, look. There's Dawson and his dad. Mitch: Got the champagne? Dawson: Right here. Oop! Whoa. That was almost a disaster. Hey, guys. Buzz: Hello. Dawson: Hey. Buzz. Andie: So, uh, where's Joey? I thought she was coming with us. Dawson: She, uh, wanted to stop at a library first and plow through that Watergate history assignment. Jen: Oh, speaking of which, I finally got through all the president's men. So if you'd like your tape back, I can return it now. Dawson: Ok. I'll come by and pick it up. What'd you think? Jen: Incredible movie. But, uh, Henry didn't feel as though there were enough cute teenage girls. Jack: Hey, don't look now, but I think that's the captain of this vessel. Dawson: Oh. Pacey: Well, I guess we can get started. Dawson: Not without this, we can't. Hey. Hi. As promised. Pacey: Hey. Wow. Whoa. Champagne. Thank you. Nice, but, you know, sparkling apple cider would have probably worked just as well. Dawson: Not for this occasion, man. This is a monumental accomplishment. You took something that was destined for the scrap heap... Jen: Hi. Joey: Hey. [Scene: Next to a Payphone. Jen is talking on the phone as Joey is waiting for her to get off of it.]] Jen: No, I-- if you come by around 2:00, my grams will be gone, all right? No-- no, no. All right, I'm taking Joey to the library, I'm gonna give grams her car back, and I will see you later. Ok, bye. Joey: Thanks again for the ride, Jen. Jen: Oh, god, don't worry about it. Joey: I was supposed to go by this morning, and I got kind of busy, and... Jen: You know you don't have to explain. Unless, of course, there's something that you want to explain. Joey: Recently you and I spoke about unrequited feelings that a certain someone Jen: namely Pacey? Joey: Namely Pacey, uh... May have had for me. And how those unrequited feelings express themselves in the form of a kiss. They're not... Um... Unrequited, that is. They are actually, uh... They're very much requited. Jen: Ok, so you've kissed back a certain someone, namely Pacey... And... You'd like for that to continue? Joey: I think so. I mean... Yes. But the thing is, my feelings have been clouded by my fear of what Dawson will do or say once he knows. Jen: Joey, if you're asking me whether or not you should tell Dawson... The answer's a big fat yes. Joey: I know. We're going to tell him. I mean, Pacey's going to do it today, and... He wanted to. I tried. I--I did. I tried plenty of times. It's-- it's just that... When we tell him... Dawson gets hurt. And if I tell Pacey not to tell him-- then Pacey's gonna get hurt. Jen: [Sighs] yeah. Joey: So... Whatever I do, I'm the villain. I mean, the girl's always the villain, right? In stories like these, she's always some... Wicked, conniving whore who manipulates her way between 2 brothers or 2 best friends. Jen: Ok, Joey, keep in mind that most of those stories have been written by men. Joey: I really wish I was more like you. Jen: Oh, yeah. Joey: You feel things, and you act on them. Pacey does the same thing. He's...Fearless. Jen: All right, I'll let you in on a little secret about the so-called fearless. We're not as tough as you think we are. And Pacey's heart can break just as easily as the next guy. Maybe even more so, considering it was already broken when you got there. [Scene: Inside the Library. Joey is on an upper floor, and she sees Andie talking to Pacey. Cut to a little later when Joey is at a computer when Andie comes up from behind.]] Andie: Hey. Lady. 20-minute time limit on these things, right? Joey: Sorry, Andie. I was just finishing up the Watergate assignment. How about you? Andie: Oh, nowhere near done. But I'm taking off anyway. I have a date tonight. Joey: Will? Andie: Yeah. I like him. I do. And he's smart, way smart. And he has no idea how cute he is. Which is key, 'cause god save us from the ones who do. Joey: So what's the problem? Andie: He's... He's not Pacey. Ohh! Pathetic. I know. I know. And I thought I was over him. I really, really did. But then I bumped into him a little while ago, and...I mean, technically we're friends, right? And that's how I played it. But then it's, like, when I saw him, every irritating/adorable thing he ever did flashed before my eyes, and... I mean, that's the true test, right? When you just bump into somebody... And if you're not over him, then boom--floodgates. [Scene: Outside Downtown on the sidewalk. Dawson runs into Joey on the street.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Dawson. Uh Dawson: You hurried much? Joey: Yeah. I just, um... I must have lost track of time. I was supposed to meet Bessie at home by now. I-- ok. I wanted-- I was gonna call you. Dawson: Do you want to do a movie night tonight? I've got to help my mom with something, but I could pick up a movie on my way home. Joey: You know, I really don't think I'll be able to. Maybe some other time, ok? Dawson: Ok. Are you all right? Joey: Yeah. Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I just-- I have to, uh... I have to, uh... Uh... Uh... Dawson: Go? Joey: Yes. I gotta go. Bye. Dawson: All right. I'll see you. Joey: Bye. [Scene: Inside Doug's Apartment. The camera is focused on the Answering machine. We can hear Joey's voice on it as it records her message.] Joey: Pacey? Doug? Ok, you're not there. Um... Look, Pacey, um, don't do what you said you were going to do today, ok? Dawson's not even home. I just kind of ran into him, and--and I think you should wait. I think you should wait until you talk to me, 'cause... I really think that I should be the one to tell him. Ok. [Joey hangs up] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is sitting watching a movie as Joey climbs in through the open window to Join him.] Movie: ...Nothing to you. You wait. She's not your girl, and she-- she is my girl. I don't care if we did break up. You don't even live here anymore. That don't make no difference. I've always lived here. I'm gettin' her back. I'm telling you right now, she's gonna marry me one of these days when I get a little bit more money. She won't marry you. Sure she will. We always meant to get married. She's going off to college soon. I doubt... Dawson: You changed your mind. Joey: Kind of. Um... I--I wanted to talk to you, Dawson. Um... Pacey hasn't been here, has he? Dawson: No. Is he supposed to be? Joey: Uh, no. Actually, uh... Um...No. What are you watching? Dawson: The last picture show. Joey: Isn't that the movie that we saw when we-- our first date. Dawson: Yep. Yes, it is. It wasn't exactly a successful evening, was it? At least not movie-wise. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: We never got to see the end. Joey: So, uh... How does it end, Dawson? Dawson: Well, there's 3 friends that grew up with each other. Jeff bridges is in love with Cybill shepherd... And she dumps him and breaks his heart, and he's devastated... Um...And she's not. Ha. She, uh...She just kind of moves on to the other guy. And, um...It destroys their friendship. And...That's pretty much how it ends-- everyone, uh, alone, everyone hating each other. It's--[laughs] it's really depressing, actually. I don't--I don't know why I'm watching it. Um... So what'd you want to talk about? Joey: You know, I just-- I actually-- I just remembered that, um, I promised Bessie that I would help... Watch Alexander tonight, and she's probably waiting for me, so, um... Bye. [Scene: On Dawson's Porch. Pacey is about to knock on the door, when Joey comes running up to stop him.] Joey: Hey. Hey. Pacey: Hey, Jo. What's wrong? Joey: Look, Pacey... We can't do this, ok? Pacey: What? Can't do what? Joey: I have to be the one to tell him, ok? I mean, things are really complicated between me and Dawson, and it has nothing to do with you. It's just... Look-- it has to come from me, or else... It's going to ruin everything. Pacey: Ok. Ok. Just calm down. We'll do whatever you want, all right? Do whatever you want. [Chuckles] do you wanna know the god's honest truth? [Cut to a little bit later off the porch.] Pacey: You didn't come here tonight to tell him, did you? Joey: No, that's not true, Pacey. I tried to tell him. I went up there, and I tried. Of course you did. Pacey: Let me guess. You failed, right? [Dawson comes out to Join them] Dawson: I thought I heard something out here. Joey: Dawson, we were just Pacey: having an argument. Dawson: Obviously. What about? Joey: Uh... Pacey: Us. We were having an argument about us. There's an us here now. I'm sorry, man. We didn't wanna tell you this way. Dawson: You didn't tell me. Joey: You know, don't you? Dawson: Yeah, I know. [Scene: A night sht over the ocean. The sun is setting. And a voice over by Joey.] Joey: Ever have one of those days you wish you could live all over again? [Scene: The docks. Andie, Jack, Jen, Doug and Buzz are sitting by True Love waiting for the rest of the group to get there to christen the boat. Dawson and Mitch one riding up in the car to Join them] Andie: Oh, hey, look! There's Dawson and his dad. Mitch: Got the champagne? Dawson: Right here. Oop! Whoa! That was almost a disaster. Hey, guys. Buzz: Hello. Dawson: Hey. Buzz. Andie: So, uh, where's Joey? I thought she was coming with us. Dawson: She, uh, wanted to stop by a library first and plow through that Watergate history assignment. [Scene: Inside the boathouse. Joey and Pacey are there kissing and hugging each other quite a bit.] Pacey: So we're agreed? Joey: Agreed. Pacey: Ok. Joey: Pacey. Pacey: Right. Joey: You go first. I'll catch up with you later. [Scene: The Boat Docks. Everyone is ready to watch the christening.] Jack: Hey, don't look now, but I think that's the captain of this vessel. Andie: Well, then I guess we can get started. Dawson: Not without this, we can't. As promised. Pacey: Whoa! Champagne. Ha ha. You know, sparkling apple cider would have worked just as well, Dawson. Dawson: Not for this occasion, man. This is a monumental accomplishment. You took something that was destined for the scrap heap and managed to turn it not only into a thing of beauty, but also a viable mode of transportation. Jack: Witter, come on, man. Let's get the show on the road. Pacey: Be right there, man. Uh... Look, Dawson, you gonna be home after all this? Dawson: Yeah. For a little bit. I've got to work later. Pacey: Cool. Uh... All right, well, look. I know you guys are all on tight schedules, so I'm gonna keep this thing short. It's a beautiful day and all. Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Pacey: Um... First and foremost, I should probably thank hurricane Chris for enabling a poor schlub like me to actually be able to afford a boat like this. But, uh, secondly and more importantly, I'd like to thank everybody who pitched in... Everybody who scraped and sanded and polished and painted and otherwise helped out to get this boat back in the water. Some, of course, did that more willingly than others. So, uh... Without further ado... I christen for you... True love. That's it. [Scene: Inside the School Library. Dawson is looking through the racks when he sees Will on the other side looking around.] Dawson: Will? Will: Hey. Dawson, hey. Um, look, I was wonderin' if you could help me out. I'm lookin' for some secret room Andie says is, like, ideal for studying. Dawson: Um... She probably means the genealogy room. It's usually pretty d*ad in there. Will: Cool. Guess I'll try that. Dawson: All right. Good luck. Will: Thanks. [Will leaves but comes right back.] Will: Hey, Dawson. What did, uh, you and Joey do on your first date? Dawson: Excuse me? Will: You know, if you don't want to tell me Dawson: No, it's fine. It's just-- I'm kind of surprised. It's a left field question. Will: Yeah, but, uh, not if you just asked someone out. Dawson: Andie? Will: Yeah. Um, so, what should I do? Dawson: Well, Joey and I went to the movies, which is a really terrible idea because you can't talk to the person. You can't even really look at 'em. So, what would you suggest? Um...There's always the creek. The night sky overhead, moonlight reflected in the water. It's one of those things that's achieved cliché status 'cause it actually is that romantic. Will: Oh, uh, where would I get a boat? Dawson: Uh, my house. Will: You sure? Dawson: Yeah, absolutely. You know where it is. Just come by and get it. Will: Great. So, what are you up to tonight? Dawson: I think I might try and hook up with an old friend. [Scene: Grams' Porch. Jen is sitting reading a book, while Henry is standing by the door of her house.] Henry: So I'm really not allowed in the house? Jen: Sorry. According to grams, you're public enemy number one. Henry: What if I have to use the bathroom? Or the phone? What if you start to choke and I need to call 911? Jen: Well, then we'll just have to consult an etiquette book from 1955. [He sits down next to her and kisses her.] Jen: What are you doing? Henry: I don't know. Stuff. [Jen sees Dawson outside starting to head over to her house.] Jen: You know what, Henry? Why don't you go inside? Henry: You just told me I couldn't. Jen: Well, I changed my mind. No, I know. It's ok. Go. [Dawson walks up to the porch.] Dawson: Hey. I'm sorry. I can come back if it's a bad time. Jen: Oh, god, no, no. I was expecting that you'd come by anyway. How ya doin'? You all right? Dawson: I'm fine. Jen: You know, if you wanna just come inside and hang out with Henry and I... We could use a chaperone. Dawson: As tempting as that sounds, I think I'm just gonna go watch a movie, relive better days. Jen: I know this must seem like the hardest thing in the world right now, but, you know what? In the long run, it's better that Pacey told you. Dawson: Told me what? Tell me what? Jen: That--nothing. Dawson: If it's nothing, then why were you so concerned about me? Jen: No, I wasn't concerned. Dawson: Yes, you were. You were concerned because you assumed Pacey told me something. Told me what, Jen? The fact that you're unwilling to answer my question speaks volumes. It has to do with Joey, doesn't it? It does, doesn't it? Jen: God, I'm so sorry. Dawson: You've known about this? Jen: Dawson, it wasn't my place to say anything. I didn't want to interfere. I wanted to protect you. Wait, Dawson. Wait, stop, say something. Please. Dawson: I'm fine, all right? I'm fine. Jen: No. Dawson: I'm fine. Jen: No, you are not fine. What can I say? What can I do? Dawson: You can do me the same favor that you did them. You can keep this to yourself, all right? Thanks for protecting me. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is sitting watching a movie as Joey climbs in through the open window to Join him.] Movie: Just never thought you'd do me that way. I thought we were still best friends. We are. What you so mad for? I never done nothin' to you. I guess screwin' my girl ain't nothin' to you. I ain't screwin' her. The hell you ain't. [Rustling at window] Dawson: Hey. You changed your mind. Joey: Kind of. I wanted to talk to you, Dawson, um... Pacey's not here, is he? Dawson: Uh, no. Is he supposed to be? Joey: No. Movie: She'd never let you screw her, that's for sure. Joey: What are you watching anyway? Dawson: The last picture show. Joey: Isn't that the movie that we saw when-- our first date. Dawson: Yep. Yes, it is. Wasn't exactly a successful evening, was it? At least not movie-wise. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: Well, we never got to see the end. Joey: So, uh, how does it end, Dawson? Dawson: Well, it's 3 friends that grew up with each other. Jeff bridges is in love with Cybill shepherd, and she dumps him and breaks his heart. He's completely devastated... And turns out she's not. She just kind of moves on to the other guy, and it destroys their friendship. It's never the same after that, and that's how the movie ends. Everyone alone. Everyone hating each other. It's pretty depressing, actually. I don't know why I'm watching it. [Turns off movie] So what was it you wanted to talk about? Joey: You know, I just, I actually-- I just remembered that I promised Bessie that I would help watch Alexander tonight, and she's probably waiting for me, so, um... Bye. [Dawson is trying to fight his tears after she leaves. Shortly he hears some voices from his window.] Pacey: You didn't come here to tell him. You just came here to stop me from tellin' him. Joey: Look, that's not true, Pacey. I tried. I tried to tell him. I went up there, and I tried. Pacey: Of course you did. Let me guess. You failed, right? [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Pacey, Joey are Dawson are there arguing about what has happened.] Pacey: I'm sorry, man. We didn't want to tell you this way. Dawson: You didn't tell me. Joey: You know, don't you? Dawson: Yeah, I know. So were you planning on telling me, or was this just gonna be a secret fling? Joey: Look, it's not like that. Dawson: Then how was it? 'Cause Jen was short on details. Joey: She told you? Dawson: Well, she thought I knew. I mean... I had to be pretty frickin' stupid not to know, right? That the 2 people I trusted most in the world were lying to me? So are you bored? Are you confused or just malicious? Pacey: Hey, look, I started this thing, ok? If you're gonna get angry at somebody, you get angry at me. Dawson: I don't think you're in any position to talk about what's fair. You were my best friend. Pacey: I still am. Dawson: I'm finding that a little hard to process right now. Pacey: It's the truth, Dawson. Dawson: So I guess it's safe to assume that friendship doesn't come above sex in your list of personal priorities. Pacey: This has nothing to do with sex. Dawson: Oh, what, are you in love? Is that what this is? Oh, god, don't look. Don't look at her, all right? Don't. I-- you know what, Pacey? I feel sorry for you. Because when all this is over, you're really gonna need your friends, and you're not gonna have any. You are not gonna have a single one. [Andie and Will come walking up from Dawson's pier.] Andie: Hey, guys. What's goin' on? Dawson: Why don't you ask Pacey? Ask him how long he and Joey have been sneakin' around behind my back, or better yet, ask Joey. Ask her how long she's been lying to me and to you. Go ahead, ask 'em because I can't stand to look at 'em anymore. [Scene: Jen's Porch. Jen is standing there holding the door open trying to get Dawson to stop from leaving.] Jen: Wait, Dawson. Dawson, wait, stop. Say something, please. Dawson: I'm fine, all right. I'm fine. I'm fine. Jen: No. No, you are not fine. What can I say? What can I do? Dawson: You can do me the same favor that you did them. You can keep this to yourself, all right? Thanks for protecting me. [Henry comes out of the house to stand next to Jen.] Henry: So, where were we? Jen: Henry, I just did the most awful thing. Henry: It couldn't have been that awful. Jen: Believe me, it was. God, I totally screwed up. I accidentally told Dawson something he wasn't supposed to know and really hurt his feelings in the process. Henry: But you didn't mean to do it. Jen: Yeah, but it's still my fault. I mean, I'm the one who messed up. [Henry tries to kiss her.] Jen: Hey, no. I'm not sure what it is that you're doing right now, but it's not helping matters any. Henry: That's 'cause you're not giving it a chance. [Henry tries to kiss her again.] Jen: I mean it. Henry: Look, I'm just trying to make you feel better. Jen: No, you're not. You're trying to make yourself feel better. Henry: What did I do that was so terrible? Jen: Don't you even want to know what just happened? Henry: Maybe I don't. Maybe for once I want to put us before whatever little mini-drama you and your friends have whipped up this week. Jen: Ok. You know what? Why don't you leave? I'm not kidding. Leave. Henry: Now you're being irrational. Jen: No. No, just irritated. Irrational is when I get violent, which is gonna happen in 2 seconds if you don't get your horny freshman ass out of here. [Scene: Late at night on the Creek. Andie and Will are out on the creek and Will is rowing the boat as they talk.] Will: A little much maybe, for a first date? Andie: No. No, I mean, it's beautiful. Will: Come on, admit it. I did kind of go... Andie: Overboard? Will: Plan b. Pretend we're not on a date. Andie: Ok. Um, you're rowing us across a body of water. What do you want me to pretend? That this is something from Greek mythology? Will: Orpheus and Eurydice. Do you know that one? Andie: Uh-uh. Will: They were a couple of kids, totally in love, but then she died. Snake bite. He couldn't deal, so being the ancient world's most kick-ass musician, he goes to the underworld, located the proper authorities and played for 'em... All about Eurydice and how he had to have her back. Andie: And? What happens? Will: It worked... But there was one condition. He wasn't allowed to look at her until they were back in the real world, so they set out, and as they were just about to make it, he looked back. Andie: So, she died all over again? Will: He went to grab for her, and all he got was air. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Andie and Will come walking up the pier to Join the argument already going on between Pacey, Joey and Dawson.] Andie: Hey, guys. What's goin' on? Dawson: Why don't you ask Pacey? Ask him how long he and Joey have been sneaking around behind my back, or better yet, ask Joey. Ask her how long the two of them have been lying to you and to me. Go ahead, ask 'em 'cause I can't even stand to look at 'em anymore. [Dawson leaves and goes into his house and Joey runs after him.] Andie: So, is this true, Pacey? You and Joey? Pacey: Yes. Andie: I don't know what to say. Pacey: Me neither. Andie: You must really, uh... You know, to give up your friendship with Dawson, to give up everything. God, how could you be so stupid, Pacey? You know you're gonna get hurt. She is never going to love you like she loves him, ok? He is her first love, Pacey. Her first love. [Scene: Inside Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson enters and Joey Joins him.]] Joey: Look, I didn't intend for this to happen, Dawson. Dawson: What you intended does not provide me any solace. What? Do you love him? Are you-- you just want to sleep with him? Joey: No. How could you say that? Dawson: It's what he's gonna expect. Joey: We're not together, Dawson, and we haven't been for a long time. Almost a whole year has Dawson: Are you punishing me? Because I didn't want to get back together with you? Joey: Why would you think that I would Dawson: Why, Joey? Because you keep on saying that you want to go find yourself. Is this what you've been looking for the whole time? Is Pacey what you've been looking for? Joey: No. Dawson: Then explain it to me, Joey. Explain to me how 2 people who can barely stand to be in the same room with each other end up outside my window arguing about the future of their relationship. Joey: I can't, ok? I can't explain it. It happened. Everything between you and me is so complicated. Dawson: Joey, if things are complicated between us, it's because you made them that way, all right? You. And you think that... Whatever was wrong when you were with me is gonna magically get better when you're with him? Joey: I don't know, Dawson. I don't know, ok? I just know that I-- I need him. Dawson: You need him like you need me? Joey, it's a simple question. Do you need him like you need me? Joey: No. Look, you can't do that, Dawson. You can't. Those 2 things have nothing to do with each other, and you know that. The way that I feel about him is completely separate from the way that I feel about you and our friendship. Dawson: Joey, we don't have a friendship right now. As of right now, we do not have a friendship. Joey: That is not fair! Dawson: You can't have both of us! You can't have him as your boyfriend and me as your consolation prize. You're gonna have to make a choice, and I'll tell you right now, if you choose him, I'm not gonna be around to pick up the pieces when it all falls apart. This ruins everything. There's no goin' back. Joey: Ok. What do you want me to say, Dawson? Tell me what you want me to say. What do you want to hear? Dawson: I don't want you to say anything. I want you to leave. [Joey leaves through the window.] [ A little later there is a knock on door and Jen is at the Door to his bedroom.] Jen: Hell of a day, huh? Dawson: I have no desire to rewind and live it again, if that's what you mean. Jen: You shouldn't be alone right now. Dawson: Why not? I am alone. I might as well get used to it. Jen: You're not alone, Dawson. Don't ever think that. Dawson: Jen, why didn't you tell me? Jen: If 2 people are on a crash course for each other and you throw yourself in between... It's only gonna bring them all that much closer. Dawson: So, what am I supposed to do now? Am I supposed to just accept this? Am I supposed to just wake up tomorrow like nothing's changed? Jen: You just have to let things run their course, and you have to let her decide what it is that she really wants. Dawson: I can't let her go. Jen: What else can you do? Dawson: You can fight. You can fight for what you want. [Scene: The boat docks. Pacey is sitting there and Joey comes up to Join him.] Joey: Ever have one of those days you wish you could live all over again? Pacey: Yeah. You? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: So, what would you have done differently? Joey: I don't know. Everything. Nothing at all. We'd still end up right back here, and I don't think I know where here is. Pacey: Here is right where we started. Joey: Well, she looks beautiful in the water. Pacey: This morning was really just a formality. I still don't know if she's sea-worthy. Joey: She looks pretty solid. Pacey: I don't know. I think I see some stormy weather ahead. Joey: Pacey... Pacey: It's over, isn't it? Joey: It has to be. Pacey: Maybe you should be the first one to go this time. [Joey walks down the pier and then turns back only to see a light on in the boat house.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x20 - The Longest Day"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 321 - Show Me Love [Scene: Outside by the wall that Pacey bought for Joey. Joey is there staring at the wall trying to figure out what to paint on it when Dawson comes up to talk to her.] Joey: You know, if you came here to discuss me and Pacey, you're wasting your breath because Dawson: Pacey's the last person I want to talk about, Joey. Trust me. I came here to talk about us. I--I want you in my life. Joey: And Pacey? Dawson: That damage has been done. I came to salvage the one relationship that I need more than any other, and that's ours. Joey: How? Dawson: Let's rebuild. Let's... Take a walk. Let's have a picnic, watch a movie. Joey: After everything that's happened, how could I possibly climb that ladder into your bedroom and watch a movie? Dawson: I'm not asking you to disregard what's happened, Joey. I'm saying let's move forward from here. Joey: You know what? All I want to do right now, Dawson, is-- is paint my wall. Dawson: All right. Well, it's a freestanding invitation. Any time you want. You know where I live. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Outside the Leery Fish House. Gale is has a flag with their logo spread out over one of the tables when Mitch comes up to join her.] Mitch: Mrs. Leery, you are looking particularly lovely this tourist season. Gale: Is it just my imagination, or did this year go by even faster than the last? Mitch: Each year gets exponentially shorter. Gale: Which is why we should be making each day count, right? Mitch: Gail, I--I can't believe Gale: relax. We made this arrangement with Pacey weeks ago. Mitch: Yeah, but in light of what's happened Gale: it's just a boat race, one that we could very much benefit from. Mitch: I'm not sure Dawson will see it that way. [Dawson comes out of the restaurant] Dawson: See what, what way? What's the flag? Gale: A month ago, we offered to sponsor Pacey in the regatta, honey. Dawson: Oh. Gale: We needed publicity. He wanted a sponsor. We thought the two of you would be doing it together, but with what's happened, we don't expect you'd want to do that. Dawson: I appreciate the concern. Mitch: Dawson, you're more important than the restaurant. We'll pull out of the race. Dawson: You don't have to do that. I mean... If it's important to mom and the restaurant, it's fine. Gale: Look, honey, I'm not trying to defend Pacey here. I would just hate to see you lose your best friend. Dawson: I'm fine. All right? I'll even take the banner to him myself. [Scene: The docks on by True Love. Pacey and Will are on the boat working when Dawson comey up carrying the flag from the restaurant.] Dawson: It's for you. Pacey: Thanks. You know, I could have come up and got this from your parents. Dawson: It's no problem. Pacey: Look, Dawson, if you want me to drop out of this race, you're gonna have to ask me yourself. Dawson: Do whatever you want, pace. Pacey: I'm only doing this to help your mother. Dawson: The way you helped Joey? Pacey: Look, if you want to stay angry, stay angry. It really doesn't matter to me anymore. I'm just glad it's finally directed at the right person. Dawson: Oh, save it, Pacey. You know, everyone else might buy this chivalrous self-deprecating crap. I don't. [Scene: On the Docks. Joey and Bessie are talking behind the sign up booth, while setting it up.] Joey: I'm not doing it. Bessie: You have to. It's good P.R. Joey: It's humiliating. Bessie: If you don't cook and serve pancakes at the race registration table, how are people gonna remember it's being sponsored by the Potter B & B? Joey: I'll tell them. Bessie: Look, if you'd rather go home and scrub toilets or make beds or... That's the last name I expected to see on Pacey's boat. That's a good sign. Are they talking again? Joey: Hopefully. Bessie: And you? Did you mend any fences yet? Joey: Well, Dawson came by the other day and wanted to know if I wanted to spend some time with him. Bessie: To which you said? Joey: I don't know, I just-- it doesn't feel right, you know? I mean, Dawson and I becoming friends again while he and Pacey Bessie: let Dawson and Pacey take care of Dawson and Pacey. They're big boys. They'll work it out. Besides, you saw the banner. Maybe they already have. [Scene: Inside Grams Kitchen. Andie, Jack, Jen and Grams are making wreaths for the Capeside Regatta.] Andie: Oh, isn't this thrilling? The start of a new tradition. Grams: Fashioning the regatta winner's wreaths has always been my sole responsibility for the women's league, ever since 1953. Sharing it with you young people is very exciting. Jack: You know, it's moments like these I'm convinced I'm straight. Grams: Oh, come now. How often to you get a chance to create such a jubilant public display? Andie: Oh, looks like we're not the only ones creating a public display. \ Jen: What? Oh, my god. Could this possibly be more embarrassing? How long can he last? Andie: How long has he been doing this, anyway? Jen: For, like, a week. He stood outside our window for over an hour yesterday. Grams: In the rain. Andie: Exactly what unspeakable crime is he asking forgiveness for? Jen: I defended Henry to grams, saying that he--he wasn't a typical teenage boy with a one-track mind. Andie: And? Jen: Typical teenage boy, one-track mind. Grams: I don't know what you expect. All healthy normal boys want the same thing. Jen: Ok, what are you gettin' at? Grams: My point is, to err is human, to forgive divine. Hasn't he paid enough penance? [Scene: Under a Gazebo. Dawson, Jack and Andie are setting up some of the wreaths.] Jack: Dawson, how do you remember our dad has a boat? I don't even remember our dad has a boat. Dawson: The question is, is he using it this weekend? Andie: Well, considering the fact that he takes it out about once or twice a year-- memorial day and labor day-- I would guess the answer is no. Dawson: Perfect. So, you think I can borrow it? Jack: No. No. I don't think that's a very good idea. Dawson: Why not? Jack: Because pieces of the last boat that you borrowed are still floating around the creek, that's why. Dawson: Look, I really need a sailboat. Ok, I've entered the regatta. Jack: Whoa. Isn't Pacey racing? Dawson: Yeah. Jack: So don't you think pstol at dawn would be a more suitable, not to mention romantic, way to settle this thing? Andie: What's the problem with Dawson seizing the day? Ok? I mean, Pacey most certainly did. Dawson: It's not about Pacey. It's about Joey. All right, look. I've spent the last 2 months lying on my bed, staring at empty walls. It's no wonder Joey got away from me. This is my chance to actually show her how much I care. You gotta help me. Jack: It's not right. Andie: No, jack, you know what? I'll tell you what's not right: Watching the person you love throw everything away so they can be with someone else, listening to them lie to your face day after day. That's not right. So if you're not going to help Dawson, I will. Jack: All right. [Scene: The Potter B & B sign up booth. Joey is handing out pancakes to the people there, when Dawson walks up to the booth.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Would you like to sample a homemade Potter B & B hotcake? Dawson: Yes, ma'am, I believe I would. Thank you. Joey: Thank you, Dawson. Dawson: You heard already. Joey: Well, I have to admit, I mean, I had my doubts as to whether or not things would get better, but when I saw your restaurant's banner on Pacey's boat I just felt this huge sense of relief. Dawson: That's what you're thanking me for? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: I thought Bessie might have told you already. Joey: Told me what? Dawson: I'm entering the boat race. Joey: The sailboat race? Dawson: Mm-hmm. Joey: Well, who's your sponsor? Dawson: Uh, you are. Joey: What? Dawson: I'm being sponsored by the Potter B & B. Joey: Dawson, we can't afford the entry fee. Dawson: That's been taken care off. Your sister was pretty psyched about the idea. Joey: I'm sure she was. Dawson: Joey, a victory-- however slim my chances might be-- would guarantee the B & B the cover of the tourist brochure. You guys would be booked the whole season. Joey: Look, Dawson, I really don't think this is a good idea. Dawson: It's not what you think. All right? All I want to do is help. If I needed help you'd be there for me, right? Joey: Dawson Dawson: Yes, you would. So sign me up and wish me luck. [Scene: The Potter B& B Sign-up booth a little later. Joey is still working it, when Bessie comes up to join her.] Bessie: Ok, before you get mad at me Joey: you know what? You're about 300 pancakes and one sponsored sailboat too late for that, Bessie. Bessie: He begged to enter the race on our behalf, and are we really in the position to turn down free advertising? Joey: It's not free. Ok, Dawson may have put down the cash, but you're obligating me Bessie: what? To appreciate his friendship? Joey: This isn't about friendship. Dawson wants to bat Pacey. Bessie: Well, if 2 boys want to compete on our behalf, I say let 'em race. Joey: This was supposed to stop. I mean, we broke it off, and it was all just supposed to stop. Bessie: What did you expect, jo? That you would end things with pace, and then all of a sudden, things would just go back to the way they were? It's the hardest part about being an adult, sis. Your actions have consequences, forcing life to constantly move forward. Why do you think they call it "growing up"? Joey: Well, since you're such an expert grownup, do you have any advice? Bessie: Accept the consequences and do something to make things better. [Scene: Inside Andie's Bedroom. Andie is working on the computer, when there is a knock at he door.] Andie: Come in. Will: Uh, I hope you don't mind. Jack let me in. Andie: No. So is Dawson still downstairs with him going over sailing for dummies? Will: Actually, they're heading out to get some hands-on experience. Andie: Hmm. Looks like you and Pacey will have some competition after all. Will: Yeah, but that's not why I came here. I got some really good news. That scholarship to Rowley... It came through. Andie: Ah! Will, that's fantastic! Will: It's amazing, isn't it? I finally caught a break. Andie: And now you don't have to worry about your dad anymore. I mean, that's great. Will: Yeah, but Pacey... I'm kinda worried about him. Andie: Yeah, well, Pacey and Joey brought this situation on themselves, all right? Will: What, because they developed feelings for each other and had the guts to do something about it? Andie: Is that the way you see this, will? We were all friends. Will: They didn't set out to hurt you. Andie: Yeah, well, once upon a time, I didn't set out to hurt Pacey, either, but he offered me no forgiveness, and our relationship came to an earth-shattering halt. Now things are never gonna be the way they were. Will: If you can't let go of all this anger, Andie, they probably never will, and instead of you being this warm-hearted, cheerful person that I met on spring break, you'll just end up being the kind of person that-- that I feel sorry for... And I know you're better than that. [Scene: Aboard Jack's Boat. Jack and Dawson are trying to handle the boat which is still tied to the dock, and are having a ton of problems, when Mitch comes up to them.] Dawson: Watch out! Watch out! Jack: Dawson! God! Dawson: You ok? You all right? Jack: Yeah. Dawson: Um, all right, so that doesn't happen again, tie the--tie the rope to the thing. Jack: What the hell's 'the thing"? Dawson: The metal thing. Jack: Yeah, that helps, Popeye. Mitch: It's called the aft winch, and if you don't tighten that jib sheet and secure your tiller, it's not gonna be pretty. Dawson: Ok, I got the tiller. You get the jib sheet, all right? Jack: All right, all right, all right. Check. Where the hell's the jib sheet? Mitch: You're standing on it. Jack: Ok, you know what? Maybe I should just go back to helping grams. I might live a little longer. Mitch: What are you doing? Dawson: Well, trying to get out on the water before the fireworks start. Mitch: Looks like you guys could use a little help. Dawson: Well, dad, everyone who knows what they're doing is in the race already. Mitch: Not everyone. Dawson: Or they're sponsoring a boat. Mitch: The restaurant is sponsoring Pacey. I, on the other hand, am still available. Dawson: All right, dad. The last thing I want to do is divide the Leery household even more. Mitch: Any worthwhile relationship has to endure some conflict, don't you think, Dawson? Dawson: If you're saying you want to lend a hand, we would be more than happy to accept. Sure. Thank you. [Scene: On the sidewalk by the docks. Joey rounds the corner and runs into Pacey walking her way.] Joey: Look, Pacey, this wasn't my idea. I didn't ask him to do it, but I mean, you know Dawson. Once he gets something in his mind-- I'm sorry. Pacey: If it wasn't your idea, why are you apologizing? Joey: Because you're obviously upset. Pacey: I'm upset because we haven't spoken in 2 weeks. Now when we finally do, the first words out of your mouth, as per usual, are about Dawson. Joey: Well, this conversation is about to get harder, Pacey. Pacey: You want me to drop out, too. Wow. Dawson Leery couldn't have scripted this one any better, could he? Joey: What do you mean? Pacey: Well, don't you get it? No matter what I do, he wins. If I drop out, he wins. If I stay in the race, I'm forced into direct competition with the guy, and if I actually win, I don't bat him, I bat you. So guess who really wins there? Joey: Well... Maybe you could talk to him. I mean, try to work it out. Pacey: Yeah, we tried that. He doesn't really want to talk to me right now, and when he does, it's not entirely civil. Joey: Well, could you try again, Pacey, please? Pacey: Yeah, if that's what you want. If that's all that you want. Joey: That's all that I want. Pacey: Ok. Ok. That's what I'll do. Joey: Thank you, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah. Hey, Potter. It was nice talkin' to you. [Scene: Inside the Leery Fish House. The restaurant is very busy and Gale is helping people when she goes over to Jen and points out Henry outside with a sign asking her to forgive him.] Gale: And somebody will be with you shortly to take your drink orders. Enjoy your evening. Ok, a few hours ago, Henry was cute and endearing. Now he's getting into annoying and psychotic. Jen: Oh, my god. I'm so sorry. I didn't think he would last this long. Gale: Honey, it's getting ridiculous. This is our busiest weekend. Not only is he distracting the customers, but he's blocking the view. Go talk to him. Throw a net over him,. I don't care. Just drag him away. Get him away from my restaurant. [Jen goes outside and drags him away.] [Scene: On the roof of the Leery Fish House. Jen is coming up the ladder to join Henry. There are rose petals all around.] Jen: All right, look. I've already accepted your apology. I don't understand why you're making me come up to the roof. Henry: I want to show you something. Jen: Well, you promise to drop that whole sign thing, right? Henry: I promise. Jen: Yeah, well, I hope so, because you were rapidly approaching the point where I... [She sees that hew has set up an elaborate picnic for them] Jen: [Stunned] Henry. Oh, my god. You did all this? Henry: Well, the town organized the festivities. I just did the roof part. Jen: Why? Henry: For you. I want you to know how sorry I really am. Jen: I know. You just told me. Henry: I told you. But I want to show you, too. I can do more than just talk. Jen: I know that you can. You can listen, too, which is--which is why I got so upset. Henry: Because I stopped hearing you. Jen: Yeah. Henry: I promise that will never happen again. I'm--I'm glad that we didn't rush into having sex. Jen: Really? Henry: Well, I'd--I'd be lying if I told you I didn't think about it pretty much every time I breathe in or out. I can't tell you that I'm gonna stop wanting you so badly, that I get a little crazy sometimes, but... I don't want to be like every other guy in your life, Jen. I want everything we do to be new, something you've never done before. Jen: I have definitely never had a picnic on a roof before. Henry: From now on, I'm going to do everything in my power to be the most original person in your life. Jen: Henry parker, you already are. [Scene: Along the Docks later that evening. Pacey is waiting when Dawson comes walking along.] Pacey: What are you trying to prove? Dawson: I'm just trying to help Joey. Just trying to... Pacey: Look, man, why don't you just take a swing at me? I mean honestly, just take a poke. Get it over with. Save us both a lot of time and trouble. Wouldn't involve our friends. Or family. Dawson: Do you think that indulging yourself in some James dean meets greased lightning fantasy, that you're actually gonna prove you're a better man than I am? Pacey: I don't have to prove that. Dawson: You made that clear when you moved in on Joey. Pacey: For the very last time, Dawson, I made a mistake. Dawson: Mm-hmm. Pacey: I thought you of all people would understand someone falling for Joey Potter. Dawson: Are you delusional enough to believe that you actually have something real with Joey? Pacey: Well, if I do, it's because of her own free will. Dawson: Do you really think a couple confused weeks means anything compared to the lifetime that we've had? Pacey: And do you actually think that you could possibly hold on to that beautiful woman with some sort of selfish ultimatum? Dawson: Answer my question, Pacey. Do you really think you can compete with history? Pacey: Some history. 15 years of watching pg movies in your bedroom, followed by another year and a half pretending to be grown up, only to drop each other at the first sign of crises? That's your history? Come on, man. And you call this woman your soulmate? Dawson: Yes, I do, and you knew that, and you went after her anyway. Pacey: Right after you rejected her. Dawson: Oh, so she was vulnerable. Perfect for you, right? 'Cause you're only interested in girls you can save or screw, right, pace? [Scene: Inside Gram's Kitchen. Grams is sitting at the table when Jen enters in the early morning.] Jen: You're up early. Grams: I see I'm not the only one dressed in what she was wearing last night. Jen: I know. I know. I'm sorry. I should have called, but I figured that you'd be in bed asleep. Grams: You figured wrong. I was moments away from calling sheriff Witter. Jen: Grams, I was fine. I was with Henry. Grams: You spent the night with Henry? Jen: Yeah, on the--on the roof of the restaurant. God, it was so beautiful. The boats were all lit up on the water, and the whole town was down below applauding for the fireworks, but it felt like it was for us. And he had a blanket and a picnic and-- well, not much of a picnic, actually. It was 2 lunchables, but it's the thought that counts. Grams, I'm sorry. We just lost track of time. Grams: Is that the fashionable euphemism bandied about on MTV these days? Losing track of time? Jen: I thought that you'd be happy. I mean, it was your advice that compelled me to move forward with Henry. Grams: It was not my advice to sleep with the boy. Jen: You don't know what you're talking about. Grams: To see you slip back into your old lifestyle like you never left it... I expected more of you, Jennifer. Jen: Well, you know what? I expected more of you, too. Believe it or not, I have changed, and it hasn't been easy. Especially considering that the one person that I count on the most can't even see it. [Scene: Inside the Leery Fish House. Gale and Mitch are there talking as Mitch is packing a bag with different things.] Gale: I can't believe you're helping him race. Mitch: Well, it's a boat race, right, not Ben-Hur. Besides, one way or another, this is a fight that's gonna happen, and I, for one, am proud of Dawson for sticking up for himself. Gale: Well, I'm not against fighting for what you want, but shouldn't we be teaching Dawson that you fight with your mind, with words? Mitch: Well, yeah, but... Well, sometimes two people have been through so much and had so many conversations that the only way to really make it clear is action. Obviously Dawson has more guts than either one of us. Gale: What are you talking about? Mitch: Just what I thought might have been going on around here lately... Gale: Between you and me. Mitch: Ok. Well, you know, I'd stick around and talk about this some more but that doesn't really seem to be very effective, now, does it? [Scene: The Boat Race. Everyone are in their boats getting ready to start the race. The race goes on, and Pacey is in the lead but Dawson is closing fast. We are approaching the finish when Dawson's boat is coming dangerously close to Pacey's boat.] Man on P.A.: And they're off! And as the leaders enter the pivotal turn, it looks like true love is out front, but carpe diem, in a bold move here, they are gaining ground. Mitch: All right, now, Dawson, when we get up here, we got to give them buoy room. All right, 2 lengths at the mark. Pacey: What the hell are these guys doing? Will: I don't know. I don't know. Pacey: Hey! Hey, give us room! Man on P.A.: True love and carpe diem are neck and neck. They're fighting for the finish here. Carpe diem is not giving any ground. In fact, carpe diem is not acknowledging true love's request for sea room at the mark. If one of these boats doesn't veer off course, in a minute, we're gonna have a major collision. Joey: They're headed for the same spot. Are they crazy? Pacey: Hey! We got the right of way! Mitch: You're gonna have to back off. Dawson: I'm not getting out of his way. Mitch: 2 lengths Dawson: I'm not getting out of his way! Jack: Give room! Come on! Pacey: Get off our line! Move off! Mitch: We're gonna run him into the dock! Pacey: Dawson, come on! Give us room! Man on P.A.: Oh, they're gonna Pacey: damn! Man on P.A.: True love, with the right of way, changes course to avoid a collision. Carpe diem does cross the line first. Dawson: We did it! Man on P.A.: Carpe diem, they didn't back off at all. I'm sure that's a disqualification. Mischief is approaching the finish second, and unfortunately, true love, they'll finish a distant fifth. [Scene: On the docks. Dawson comes running up to Joey who is waiting there for him, visibly upset. ] Dawson: We won! Joey: No, you didn't, Dawson. You lost. If you knew a little bit more about sailing, you would know that you got disqualified. [Pacey joins them] Pacey: For nearly klling me! Dawson: I got disqualified?! Pacey: I got more words for what you are. Dawson: Ok, let's not forget who started this, Pacey! Joey: Look, ok, stop! The both of you stop this. I'm not some damn trophy. Dawson: No, jo. Let's not forget who started this, ok? Pacey: Let's not forget who pushed me towards Joey Potter in the first place. It was you! Yes! It was you, because you couldn't be bothered Dawson: because I didn't want to get hurt again, Pacey! I still had feelings for her! I still loved her! I-- I still love her. Joey: I hate this. I hate all of this. God, I hate you for kissing me and forcing me to figure out what it all means, Pacey. And I hate you, Dawson, for forcing me to make a choice between our friendship and what I might have had with him. And I hate myself. I mean, I wish we could go back to the way it was. I wish I could take it all back, but I can't. Nothing is worth going through all this. No one person is worth this-- neither one of you and especially not me. Dawson: Are you happy now? [Scene: By the docks. Joey and Dawson are there alone talking. ] Dawson: I'm glad he kissed you. Joey: Well, that makes one of us. Dawson: I'm glad he kissed you, because it forced me to deal with the notion of losing you, Joey, and I can't. I can't lose you, not now, not ever. Joey: Dawson, I'm no good for you. I mean, look at the way you behaved today. Dawson: I behaved the way I did today because I was thrat. Joey: What are you talking about? Dawson: Honestly? I'm just trying to be the kind of guy you want. Joey: What kind of a guy is that? Dawson: Well, you went for a guy who bat up a bully and bought you a wall. Joey: That's not you. I know. Dawson: No, it's not, Joey, but I--I-- I'm trying to show you how much I want you instead of just telling you. Joey: You don't want me, Dawson. You said it yourself. You just don't want to lose me. Dawson: Of course I don't want to lose you, Joey. I--I want you more than I ever have. Joey: If you really felt that way about me, Dawson, then you would realize that the last thing I need right now is another person with romantic intentions for me. Dawson: Ok. What do you need? Jo, what do you need? I will do anything. I'm willing to do anything. Joey: I need a friend. Someone who will be there for me without any agenda. The person that you used to be. Dawson: Then I'll-- I'll be there for you. Let me prove it to you. Let me show you. Joey? Jo [Scene: The train station. Will and Pacey are there waiting for Will's train to arrive.] P.A. Announcer: Train 54 to Baltimore now departing on track 10. Pacey: That's you, man. Will: Yep. Pacey: Well, be safe, brother. Will: I'll do my best. So, any advice? Pacey: Uh, yeah, you know, avoid public nudity, stay off drugs, try not to mrder anybody-- the obvious stuff-- and one last thing: Don't sleep with any of your teachers. Believe me, it never works out as well as you think. Will: Witter words of wisdom. Priceless. Here's some for you. Don't give up. Pacey: Give up? Will: On true love. It always wins in the end. Hey, be good, man. [Scene: Inside Jen's Bedroom. Jen is sitting on the bed listening to her CD Walkman, when Grams enters carrying a dress.] [Knock on door] Jen: You might not respect me or the decisions that I've made, but the least that you can do is respect my privacy. Grams: I--I--I just-- I just wanted to bring you this. Jen: Why are you giving this to me? Grams: I-I've been doing a great deal of reflection, looking through old photographs, and I came across this dress packed away in a box. Jen: It was packed away for a reason. It's not my style. Grams: I know. Just looking at it reminds me how much you've grown up. When you first came here to live, you were still a child. Jen: And now? Grams: Now you know more. You've become a beautiful, poised, confident, mature young woman who isn't afraid to risk her heart, and I think you finally believe, after all this time, that you really do deserve to be loved. Jen: What are you saying? Grams: I-I've seen the affection you have for Henry and the affection he has for you. Jen: Grams Grams: and I'm not so old that I don't remember how truly difficult it is to wait when you've found someone who gives you the love you so much deserve Jen: grams Grams: and I know you think you know all about the birds and the bees, but what I want to talk to you about is not only the joy of sex but the responsibility of birth control. Jen: Grams, Henry and I didn't have sex. Ok? I mean, we--we literally slept together, but, um, we didn't have sex. Grams: Oh. Oh, you don't know how glad I am to hear you say that. Jen: Well, now that you know what really happened... Do you still mean the stuff you just said? Grams: Every word of it. [Scene: Inside the Leery Fish House. Gale is in there alone lighting some candles on one of the tables when Mitch enters.] Mitch: I thought there was a private party tonight. Gale: There is. Ours. Mitch: What's going on? Gale: Well, I thought about what you said about what's been happening around here lately, and I decided that we should have dinner and figure a few things out. Mitch: But what about business? Our customers? This is an important weekend for us. Gale: Mm-hmm. You're more important. You always were. You always will be. Aren't you gonna say something? Mitch: I was just trying to find the words. [Scene: Joey's Wall. Joey is there starring at it trying to figure out what to do, when Pacey comes up and taps her on the shoulder startling her.] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey. Pacey: You thought I was Dawson? Joey: No, I just didn't Pacey: Maybe the better question would be did you want me to be Dawson? I'm sorry. I take that back. Joey: Well, the lease is gonna be up soon. Pacey: I'll renew it again if you want me to. Joey: I--I don't know, Pacey. I mean, I don't want to give it up. It just that I don't really feel like I'm ready to... Pacey: Paint? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: I gotta be honest with you, jo. I really thought after the way he behaved today that you'd love him less, but you don't, do you? If anything, you just love him more. Joey: Pacey. Please don't make this harder than it is. Pacey: Ok. Ok. I just gotta ask one more question, and then I'm gonna stop making this hard on both of us, I swear. If it weren't for Dawson, could you ever love me like that? Joey: Like what? Pacey: Like a soulmate. Joey: Pacey, please don't make me do this. Don't make me choose. I really think the best thing is-- is just to take a couple steps back and... Pacey: Yeah. Look, jo... I'll renew the lease on the wall first thing tomorrow morning. Joey: Ok. Pacey: And I understand. I do. I understand. There are no ultimatums here. [Scene: The Docks by True Love. Later that evening. Pacey rips the True Love sign off of his boat and throws it into the water] [Splash] [A hand pulls the sign out of the water.] Andie: [clears throat] I have something I need to tell you. Pacey: I already know you hate me, Andie. Hey, I just don't think I could hear it tonight. Andie: Ok, could you just stop? I need to say something. Look, I don't hate you. Ok? I mean, I've felt hurt and betrayed, and it would be really, really easy to turn all that anger into hate. I don't want to carry around that burden, ok? That's not the person that I want to be. It's not the person that I am. So I don't hate you. Pacey: Thank you, Andie. Andie: You know, hate's a pretty strong word, Pacey. Pacey: So is love. [Scene: Inside Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is sitting in the chair alone in his room when there is a knock on the window and Joey enters carrying a tape she had rented.] [Tap] Joey: Does the invitation still stand? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, of course. E.T.? After everything that's happened, this is what you rented? Joey: I thought it was time to see it again. Dawson: You always said this movie was sad and depressing, remember? Joey: I just feel like watching something tonight with an ending that I know like the back of my hand. Dawson: You mean when E.T. Turns to Elliot and says, "I'll be right here"? Joey: Um, right now, those are some of the most comforting words in the world. [They sit in silence watching the film. Every so often looking at one another when the other one isn't.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x21 - Show Me Love"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 322 - The Anti-Prom [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Joey and Dawson are walking up to the porch talking about the upcoming finals.] Joey: Oh, I hate finals. What kind of a sadist bases 1/3 of a semester's grade on whether or not you can recite the opening to the Canterbury tales in perfect middle English? Dawson: Joey, we've been over this a thousand times. Your pronunciation is flawless. Joey: Maybe so, but I'm still gonna continue torturing myself until test time. I just have to. Dawson: Of course you will. I'm well aware of the potter neuroses. Joey: I prefer to think of them as quirks. Dawson: Do you? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: Well, whatever works for you. Joey: I could get into the leery neuroses. Dawson: Uh, we don't have to do that. Besides, I'm, uh, nervous enough on my own right now. Joey: Why? Dawson: Uh, well, there's A... There's an event looming on the horizon, and, uh... I seem to recall a certain pact made by 2 high-school freshmen regarding said event. Joey: Junior prom. We both agreed if we didn't have dates, we'd go together. Dawson: So you do remember. Joey: Are you asking me to prom? Dawson: I don't want to go with some random person and have it mean nothing. You know, I want to go with my oldest friend. That'll be something I'll always remember. Joey: Or we can both agree that it's a meaningless event and not go at all. Dawson: But it does mean something. There are a million reasons why proms are ridiculous and stupid, but we made that pact because it obviously mattered to us. It's a rite of passage. And I can't think of any better way to move forward than to fulfill a pact made by 2 old friends and just have a good time. Joey: Ok. Ok. But I have 2 rules-- no cheesy corsage for me and no blue ruffley- tuxedoey-shirt-thingy for you. Dawson: Done. [The door opens and Mitch and Gale are in it kissing.] Mitch: That's one for right now. Gale: I have to get to the restaurant. Mitch: You do not. Gale: I have to go, honey. Honey. Dawson: Ahem. [Commercial Break] [Scene picks up where it left off] Joey: You know, I'm not wearing a watch, but I'm probably at least late for something I should probably be at, so...I'll see you guys later. Dawson: See ya. Gale: Uh, sweetheart, we should probably talk about what you just saw. Mitch: You know what? I'll talk to Dawson. You should probably go ahead and get to the restaurant. Gale: Ok. [Kiss] Dawson: This should be good. Mitch: You ok? Dawson: [Snorts] you know what? Yeah, I am. Mitch: About what you just saw Dawson: What I just saw, dad, was something I've seen about 5 million times over the course of my life. Mitch: But under the circumstances, don't you think we should talk about it? Dawson: [Laughs] dad, at this point, I'm numb. Mitch: You're numb? Dawson: Yeah. I mean, you and mom have always had a relationship that's been a little dramatic. All the while, I've been in the middle through all the backs-and-forths and ups and downs, and a little while ago I realized I don't need to do that. I can just sit back detached and watch from afar. Mitch: You can do that. But I think you should know that what's going on between your mother and me is a lot more than casual. Dawson: Are you saying that you and mom are getting back together? Mitch: No. We haven't discussed that. Dawson: In that case, I would prefer you left me out of it entirely. I'm enjoying the numbness. You haven't talked to mom, you don't know even what she's feeling. Mitch: I was married to your mother for 20 years. There's some things I know without having to ask. [Scene: Inside Doug's Apartment. Pacey and Andie are there studying for the upcoming finals.] Pacey: How's the studying going? Andie: Fine. Pacey: You want anything? Can I get you water? Lemonade? Andie: No. I'm good. Pacey: Ok. Um... Andie: Do you... Want me to go? Pacey: Why would I want you to go? Andie: I don't know. I just get the feeling that... I don't know. That you want me to go. Pacey: Uh-uh. I don't want you to go. Andie: Ok. Pacey: Look, I just-- sometimes I... I just feel kind of... Andie: Thirsty? Tired? Mad? Sad? Pacey: Yeah. Andie: Sad? Pacey: Yeah. Uh, it's... Something like that. Andie: Yeah. Maybe it's time that you come out of this cave, just get back out there. Pacey: Back out where? Andie: Out there. You know, go to the prom. Pacey: With who, Andie? Andie: I don't know. Anybody. A girl. You could go with me, if you wanted to. Pacey: You don't have a date to the prom? Andie: I am currently sifting through offers. I have just yet to make my final decision. Pacey: Do you want me to ask you to the prom? Andie: [Laughs] I just want to see you happy again. Pacey: I don't think that the prom is going to act as some magical happiness elixir for me. And you're probably better off taking one of those guys up on their offer. Andie: I'm sure I will. [Scene: Inside Joey's Living room. Bessie is sitting on the couch as Joey is telling her about earlier.] Joey: Dawson asked me to prom, and I said yes. And now I feel like I made a huge horrible mistake. I mean, he reassured me that it will only serve to re-cement our admittedly shaky friendship, but...I don't know. Bessie: What about the undeniable romantic implications? Not to mention Pacey. Joey: What about Pacey? Bessie: What did you think accepting Dawson's prom invitation would do if not put you right in the middle of his tug of wr with Pacey? Joey: [Sighs] well, I--I know. I'm just--I'm trying. I'm trying so hard just to get things back to the way they were. Bessie: Come on, jo. You're not that naive. Joey: I have to be. I'm backed up into a corner. I don't have any choice. Bessie: You always have a choice. Joey: Well... No appealing choice. Bessie: So you're looking to me to provide the magical key to this problem? Joey: Yeah. [Sighs] I gotta say, you've been a little thin in the advice department lately. Bessie: Give me a problem that actually has a solution, and I'll solve it. Joey: You're right. I mean, no matter what I do, somebody gets hurt. Including me. [Scene: Inside the School Cafeteria. Andie and Jack are sitting at a table talking while watching people get their tickets for the prom.] Andie: I hate the stupid prom. Stupid prom can kiss my ass. Jack: What's wrong with you? Andie: I thought that Pacey was gonna ask me to the prom, but no, instead I must humiliate myself and go alone. Jack: Better you than going with an ex-boyfriend that you're not over yet. Andie: I am so over him. I am! That's why I want to go with him is because it'll be safe. Jack: Mm-hmm. Andie: So what about you? Did you get your tickets yet? Jack: No. Working on it. See, the theme this year--couples. They're going to have every couple's names on the balloons, the little place cards, on those cheesy prom souvenirs. Andie: So? Jack: So when you go to buy your tickets, you gotta say who you're bringing, which means I have to march over there and tell the whole world I'm bringing a guy. Andie: Don't you think when you show up with Ethan, they're gonna figure out that he's your date? Jack: He's not my "date" date. We're going as friends. He calls it the next step towards self-acceptance and actualization, whatever the hell that means. Andie: I don't see what you're so worried about. It's not like you to care what other people think. Jack: You see who's selling the tickets? Andie: Barbara Johns? [Scene: Outside the school at a picnic table. Jen and Henry are getting up from eating and are walking back to class while talking.] Jen: So, you know what they're having this weekend is the junior prom. Henry: Really? Jen: Yeah. God, is there a more ridiculous and embarrassing ritual than the prom? The way that it totally reinforces traditional gender roles, rewards the cool kids, punishes the geeks, I mean, the pressure this one single night exerts on the common teenager... To make hollow, awkward romantic gestures like pinning a cheap corsage on taffeta, having drunken sex with some guy whose name you won't remember, and then puking in the back of some cheesy-ass rented limo, I mean, it's just so overwhelming. Henry: You've never been to a prom before, have you? Jen: Well, no. But I know enough about them to know it's a sad Henry: so, in other words, you're asking me to go. Jen: [Sighs] yeah. Henry: I'd love to. [Scene: Inside the School Cafeteria. Jack is trying to get his tickets.] Barbara: Ok. Date. Jack: And, um, Ethan Brody. Barbara: Excuse me? Jack: Ethan Brody. E-T-H-A-N. Barbara: No, no, no. A boy cannot go to the prom with a boy. The definition of a prom date is a boy and a girl. Jack: Well, I don't think that's any of your business. Barbara: To be honest, I don't understand why you feel the need to cause a spectacle and ruin the prom for the rest of us, but if you feel you have to do so, I can't sell you a ticket till I talk to Mrs. Meyer, head of the prom committee. Jack: You're not gonna sell me a ticket? Barbara: What exactly is it the two of you will do, anyway? Take a nice prom photo for grandma's photo album? Dance stubbled cheek to stubbled cheek? Share a romantic kiss under the moonlight? You don't think that's gonna weird out even the ones who are sympathetic to people like you? Jack: You can't do this. Barbara: Like I said, jack, I'll check with Mrs. Meyer, and you can come back and try again. Next! [Jack turns to leaves and runs in to Dawson.] Dawson: What's up, jack? You ok? Jack: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I--I gotta go. [Jack Leaves] Barbara: The theme of this year's prom is "couples." Please state your name as well as the name of your date. Dawson: Barbara, you're in my gym class. You know my name. Barbara: Please state your name as well as the name of your date. Dawson: Dawson leery and Joey potter. Barbara: Oh? Happy couple back together? Dawson: Something like that, yeah. [He turns to see that Pacey overheard this.] [Scene: Outside the school on the steps. Jack, Andie, Dawson and Joey are sitting there talking.] Joey: They can't do this. We won't let them. Andie: Yeah. We'll--we'll lodge a formal complaint. Not only will you get your tickets for free, but we will get Barbara Johns to apologize in front of the whole school on her hands and knees. Jack: Guys... Andie: We could go to Mrs. Meyer and tell her what Barbara did. She has to sell the tickets. It's discrimination. Jack: Guys! Andie: What? Jack: I appreciate the support, I do, but it's ok. I'm just not gonna go to the prom. Andie: What? You have to go! At this point, it's political. Jack: That's just it. It's a prom. It's supposed to be fun. Why does my entire life have to be a fight? Why is something that's normal for someone else have to be so political for me? Andie: 'Cause that's just the way it is, and until things change, you have to fight. And we'll be there with you. All the way. Jack: Just wanted to go to the prom. That's all. Andie: Well, if you're not going, I'm not going. Joey: Me, neither. Andie: Good! Then we'll boycott, and we'll organize. Dawson: I've got a better idea. Jack, you're right. Let's hold our own prom. Right? An alternative prom. Think about it. Why are we paying 80 bucks a pop to sit where they tell us to sit, eat rubbery chicken, and listen to a special selection of Barbara Johns' favorite tunes when we can hold the anti-prom? Where it's not about who you bring, but who you are. Andie: I like it. Yeah, I think it's a great idea, Dawson. Joey: Yeah. Jack: What would an alternative prom be without a couple of gay guys? [Scene: Inside the Leery Fish House Kitchen. Dawson is talking to Gale and Mitch about the Anti-Prom.] Dawson: Should you guys choose to take me up on this proposal, I worked it out and the revenue from ticket sales will offset the cost. I'm telling you, we can totally make this work. Mitch: You've obviously given this a lot of thought. I only have one question--why? Dawson: I don't know. Big things are happening all around. I'm just trying to facilitate my own big thing. If the answer is yes. Gale: Should we say yes now or continue to trture him? Dawson: Mom, thank you. You guys will not regret this, I promise. Gale: But you do realize this is my restaurant, so I will be here. Mitch: And every prom needs a chaperone. Dawson: Ok. Great. [Laughs] I'm gonna go hang some flyers. [Dawson Leaves] Gale: Well, he seems to have gotten through yesterday's events unscathed. Mitch: He says he's numb at this point. Gale: Is that a good thing? Mitch: I don't know. But he did seem, surprisingly enough, totally ok. Gale: Well, that's a relief. Mitch: Kind of got me to thinking, though. [Gale samples something from one of the pots.] Gale: Mmm! Who put cayenne pepper in this marinara sauce? Mitch: Gale? Gale: Yeah? Mitch: I thought maybe we should discuss what we're doing here? Gale: What we're doing where? Mitch: This thing you and I are doing. I thought maybe we should discuss what it means. Gale: Can't we just enjoy it and see where it leads? Why do we always have to analyze everything? Hello! I asked a question. Who put cayenne pepper in the marinara sauce? Mitch: [Sighs] [Scene: Inside the School Cafeteria. Jack and Andie are selling tickets to the Anti-Prom at a table right next to Barbara's table.] Andie: can you believe this, jack? Jack: I know. This thing could actually turn out to be a success. Andie: In a manner of speaking. Hi. Barbara: Just because the dregs of society go to your prom does not make it a success. Nobody that matters would be caught dad there. I certainly wouldn't go if you paid me. Jack: Good thing, 'cause we don't want your kind. Barbara: And what kind is that, the good Christian kind? Jack: [Laughs] this is not about religion, Barbara. I mean the kind that hates people. The intolerant, judgmental, hypocritical kind. The close-minded, immature, bigoted kind. Andie: With bad fashion sense. Jack: Really bad. Barbara: Look, at least I'm not going to hell. Jack: That's it? That's your whole comeback? Ooh! The thrat of eternal damnation is a pretty good comeback. Well, that thr*at is not yours to make. You just don't get it, do you? You're totally missing the point. Barbara: Huh. Jack: Next! [Scene: Inside Jen's Bedroom. Grams is fitting a tux for Henry while Jen sits on the bed watching.] Grams: And to think I was going to give this to the goodwill. Jen: You're gonna look great, Henry. Henry: I feel like a busboy. Grams: It's the burden of men, dear. While out on the town, you must stand in the background and let your woman shine. Jen: Oh, I think that Henry shines just fine on his own, grams. Grams: He certainly does. [Teapot whistles] Grams: ooh, there's my tea. I'll be right back. [Grams leaves] Jen: Ok. I...I think it's time that you and I had the talk. Henry: The talk? Jen: Yeah. The prom sex talk. Henry: The prom sex talk? Jen: Come on, Henry. Like it wasn't going to come up sooner or later. Henry: Not necessarily. Jen: Oh, ok. Tell me that you weren't thinking that you, me, and the prom didn't mean the distinct possibility of drunken, backseat, rented limo nooky? Henry: I--I didn't rent a limo. Jen: Ok, that's not the point. The prom puts a lot of pressure on kids to do it just for the sake of it. Then you end up doing it 15 minutes before curfew, and it's completely unromantic and way too fast, and it--it just generally sucks. And you can never take that back or change it, so... So I thought that maybe we could make the decision right now not to do it. Henry: Oh, um, I'm in no race. You know that. Jen: Ok. Henry: But we... We are gonna do it eventually, right? Jen: [Laughs] come here. [Scene: Inside Andie's Bedroom. Andie walks in with Pacey following shortly behind her.] Andie: To what do I owe the honor of this visit? Pacey: I'm just bored, I guess. Andie: [Laughs] you always knew how to flatter a girl. Pacey: I try. So, um, guess you're probably going to that whole alternative prom thing. Andie: Mm-hmm. Oh, ho! You are not gonna believe what I did today. I threw my ticket back in Barbara Johns' face. Know what that witch said to me when I bought it? "Oh, that is so brave, Andie. A girl going to the prom alone." Ooh! Pacey: Why would you go to the prom alone? I thought you were sifting through offers. Andie: Yeah. Well, uh... Turns out that I didn't have any. Pacey: So why didn't you just tell me that? Andie: Because I didn't want a pity ask, ok? And it doesn't matter anyway, because all of my friends are gonna be there, and at this point, I'm just going to support the whole stupid alternative prom thing. Pacey: You should have been able to tell me. And it wouldn't be a pity ask, because it can't be pity if it's an honor. Andrea McPhee... Would you go to the prom with me? [Scene: Outside Joey's house. Dawson walks up to the house in a tux, and Bessie is there waiting with a camera, as Joey comes out onto the porch.] Dawson: Hi. Joey: Hey. So... Hey. Dawson: Wow. You look... Joey: It's just a dress, Dawson. Bessie: Ok, picture time! [Giggles] [Bessie takes some pictures of Joey and Dawson as a couple.] Joey: we should probably go. We don't want to be late. Bessie: Always hated having your picture taken. Well, so, Dawson, where's the corsage? Dawson: We made a deal-- no corsages-- but I had to bring something. So I thought I'd bring these. Joey: Diamond earrings? Bessie: Wow. Joey: Dawson, I can't take these. Dawson: Relax, they're my mom's. They're on loan, like at the academy awards. I thought they would look amazing on you. Joey: I--i can't wear them. What if something happens? Dawson: If something happens to what, your earlobes? Stop it. Put 'em on. Joey: They are beautiful. Bessie: So put them on, and I'll get one more picture. Ohh. Joey: Thank you. Bessie: 1...2...3! [Scene: Outside the Leery Fish House. Mitch and Gale are welcoming the prom attendees.] Gale: Hi. Hi. Mitch: Welcome. Gale: [Sighs] oh, boy. Interesting crowd. Mitch: Lock the cash register. Gale: I'm on it. [Scene: Inside the Fish House. Ethan and Jack are sitting at a table alone. Jack seems kind of nervous.] Ethan: Hey, can you believe we wore the same thing? [Laughs] yeah, well, I thought it was pretty funny. [Sighs] jack, I'm not expecting you to dance with me, if that's what you're worried about. Jack: No. No, I'm not worried about anything. Nah. Ethan: Ok. [Henry and Jen come up to them.] Jen: Hi, there. Jack: Hey. Ethan: Hey. [Dawson and Joey join the table as well.] Dawson: Hey, jack, Ethan. Jen: Hey, you guys. Joey, I love those earrings. Joey: Thank you. Andie: Hey, guys! Dawson: Shall we dance? [Joey and Dawson get up and Andie and Pacey take their seats.] Jen: Come on, sit down. Andie: Great. [Laughs] wow, Jen, your dress is fabulous. Jen: Thank you so much. You look awesome. Andie: Thank you. [Laughs] thanks. Hey, Ethan. Ethan: Hi, Andie. Andie: Henry. Henry: Hey. [Scene: On the dance floor. Joey and Dawson are dancing together. Joey looks over Dawson's shoulder to see Pacey sitting there. Jen and Henry are dancing together and talking.] Jen: So, here we are. Henry: Yep. Jen: At the prom. Henry: Yep. Jen: So, what are you thinking? Henry: I wasn't thinking about sex, ok? Jen: Henry, chill. You're allowed to think about sex. Henry: Well, I--I wasn't. Jen: No, I'm sure. I'm just saying if you were, it's fine. You can think about sex, I can think about sex, it's just that tonight that it's not a factor. Right? [Cut to the Jack and Ethan standing watching the dancing going on.] Ethan: I'm glad, you know. Jack: About what? Ethan: That you had the courage to bring me, jack. I know it's not easy. Even for me. When brad and I first told people what was happening Jack: can we maybe put a pin in the "when I was a young gay boy" stories for tonight? It's not providing me with a lot of solace right now. Ethan: What I was gonna say, jack, is that brad and I never did anything together. In fact, for all my bravado, I've never asked a guy to anything like this. Jack: Wha... You mean all that crap about actualization, you've never actualized? Ethan: I guess I thought it was a hurdle we could jump over together. Jack: At my high-school prom where you know no one, and I know everyone? Tell me, how "together" is that, Ethan? Ethan: So you win in the courage department. Jack: No, I don't, because I was tricked into it. Courage would have been telling you that I'm not ready for this, that however healthy this might be for my sexual identity, I really don't want to be here right now. Ethan: Well, I'm sorry. Jack: So am I. Ethan: Where are you going? Jack: I'm going to get a soda. I was wondering, wise gay sage that you are, coke, diet Pepsi-- what's better for my self-actualization? [Jack Leaves] [Scene: Jen and Henry are in a line waiting to get something, and talking] Jen: You know, there are other things that we can talk about. Besides sex. Henry: Of course. Jen: We--we could talk about... Summer. We could talk about what we're gonna do this summer. I thought we could take a couple of day trips up to Nantucket, go see some concerts up in Boston. Henry: Sure. When I get back from football camp. Jen: What-ball camp? Henry: Football camp. In Cleveland. 8 weeks. I leave at the end of june. Jen: You're leaving me for the whole summer to go to football camp, and you tell me this now? Henry: Well...What's wrong with now? Jen: You don't devastate your girlfriend with the news of an impending 2-month separation in the middle of prom. That ruins the night. Henry: I've ruined the night? Jen: And as for later goes, whatever slim possibility may have existed that you and I might actually have sex, you can just forget about that now. Henry: We already established we weren't having sex tonight. Jen: Come on, Henry. That's just what you say to alleviate the pressure and make it seem spontaneous. Of course, there was a chance. It's our prom! Henry: Wh-wh-- damn. [Cut to Dawson and Joey Dancing, when Joey pulls a little back from Dawson to see his face.] Joey: Could I ask a brazen but obvious question? Dawson: Yeah, of course. Joey: Why did you bring me here tonight, Dawson? Dawson: What? Joey: Was it just so you could throw jabs at Pacey? Dawson: What are you talking about? I had no idea Pacey would be here. Joey: You don't think I get the subtext of every one of those looks you keep throwing his way? I mean, Dawson, you might as well get on the P.A. And scream, "she's mine, Pacey. Ha. I win." Dawson: Actually, that's not what I'm thinking. Joey: Then what are you thinking? Dawson: I'm thinking, what right did he have to show up to my mother's restaurant at a prom that I organized. What exactly is he trying to accomplish? Joey: Now, given the circumstances under which this night originated, what right do you have to exclude anyone? Dawson: I'm not excluding him, jo. I haven't said a word to him. Joey: Fine, but that hasn't stopped you from parading me around all night like I'm some sort of a prize. Dawson: Parading you? I'm not parading you around, Joey. You're my date, and I'm dancing with you. It's not my fault if they keep staring at us. Joey: You're right. None of it's your fault. None of it's anybody's fault. It's just happening. And who cares what it's doing to me? Dawson: Ok. You know, let's just start over, ok? It's just Dawson and Joey at the prom having a good time. Ok? Joey: I need a breather. [Scene: Outside the Fish House. Jack is standing by the water's edge alone when Joey joins him there.] Joey: Care to make a run for it? Jack: Yes, please. Ohh. Joey: So, what are you hiding from? Jack: I am hiding from Barbara Johns. Joey: She's here? Jack: No. Yeah, in a way, she is. Oh, man. She was right, Joey. You know, I don't belong here. I'm not gonna dance with Ethan. I'm not gonna have my picture taken with him. And whatever good time I was gonna have tonight, I just ruined it by the way I treated him. Joey: I remember a conversation less than a year ago, under these very stars, and all you could see was the pain and the loneliness that made your life different from everyone else's. Jack: As opposed to now, when all I can see is the pain and loneliness that makes our lives the same? Look. I know how sad it is to hide from something that you really want, Joey. Joey: I just want everything to go back to the way it was, you know? All of us friends again, and--and me not caught in the middle. Jack: Well, if you want things to get back to the way that they were, you have to set the example. Dawson and Pacey, those two just aren't gonna do it themselves right now. Joey: How about we hide out here for a while first? Jack: It sounds good to me. Joey: Thank you. Jack: Thank you. [Scene: Inside the Fish House. Mitch and Gale ate dancing together and talking.] Gale: You know, this might be a tad presumptuous, but I took the liberty of packing a bag. I thought maybe I could stay over. Mitch: I'm not sure that's such a good idea, gale. Gale: Mitchell, what are you talking about? Mitch: I'm not here just for your whim, gale. Gale: [Laughs] excuse me? Mitch: Go ahead and laugh, but you know, we've finally gotten back to this point in our relationship by being honest with each other. I'm not gonna stop that honesty now. Gale: Ok. So if the honest thing is to talk about it, let's talk about it. Mitch: I can't keep playing this game. Is it a slip-up? Is it a relationship? Is it a Saturday-night arrangement? What is it? Gale: What do you want it to be? Mitch: Nah. You know what, gale? I'm sick of being the one always anxious to define our relationship or lack thereof. What I want is for you to define it for once. [Cut to Pacey sitting alone at the table and Joey coming up from behind him.] Joey: I've been meaning to ask you something all night, Pacey. Would you like to dance with me? Pacey: Yes. [Cut to them dancing.] Pacey: How come this feels so right? Joey: I think it was those dance lessons. Pacey: Where did you get those? They're not you. Joey: Why, because I'm just a poor tomboy, or 'cause Dawson gave them to me? Pacey: Neither. You see this? [Points to her bracelet] This is you. It's not showy or gaudy. Just simple. Elegant. Beautiful. Joey: It's my mom's bracelet. Pacey: I know. Joey: How do you know? Pacey: Well, because you told me. 6 months ago. You were wearing that, uh, blue sweater with the snowflakes that you have. We were walking down the hallways at school. I was annoying you as per usual. You said, "look, Pacey. "I just found my mother's bracelet this morning, so why don't you cut me some slack?" Joey: You remember that? Pacey: I remember everything. [They dance closer to each other, but then Joey looks up from his shoulder and sees Dawson. He turns and leaves the building and Joey pulls away from Pacey, and Pacey already knows without asking what just happened.] Joey: Dawson. Dawson, wait. Dawson, wait. Dawson: How could you do that to me? Are you trying to hurt me? Joey: No! I'm trying to set an example. I'm trying to get things back to the way they were. Dawson: You can't go back to the way they were, Joey. Don't you get it? You can't climb through my window, pop in E.T., And have it be the same, ok? You can't dance with him at the prom I organized and expect me not to be hurt. Joey: You said tonight was about you, me, and our friendship. And if that was really the case, it wouldn't matter who I danced with. Dawson: I said tonight was about moving forward, Joey. What did you think that meant? You can't have thought that that's all I wanted. The whole reason I suggested this whole stupid alternative prom wasn't about jack, it was about you, all right? And maybe I tried too hard, but I didn't want to miss my chance to dance with you, to hold you, to make you remember what it was like between us. I thought maybe, you know, if I could make it perfect... Joey: That I would pick you? Say it, Dawson. You thought if you orchestrated this whole evening, that I would be convinced into picking you over Pacey, right? Dawson: You have to pick somebody, Joey. I just wanted to remind you what you'd be missing if you didn't pick me. 'Cause you'd be missing a lot. So would I. We'd be missing everything. [Dawson kisses her] That's how the evening was supposed to end. [Scene: Outside Jen's House. Jen and Henry are returning from the Anti-Prom arguing.] Jen: I think I can take it from here, thanks. Henry: Wow, I think those were the most words you've said to me since I told you about football camp. Jen: Henry, I'm not in the mood. Henry: Fine. Then, let's talk about something else, like why would you make such a big deal about there being no possibility of us having sex if you were planning to do it all along? Jen: I wasn't planning on anything. I mean, I thought that-- that maybe if it happened, if it felt right and-- and natural, then yeah, maybe we would, but you know, it doesn't even matter. Henry: Because of football camp? You know, I hate it when you do this. You get extreme about the future of our relationship at the first sign of one of your insecurities. Jen: This isn't about my insecurities, Henry. It's about your cowardice, Henry: what? Jen: And the fact that I planned our entire summer together, and you weren't even thinking about spending any time with me. For the first time in my life, I made myself vulnerable to somebody... And now I just feel stupid. Henry: Jen, my decision to go, it's-- it's got nothing to do with you. Jen: Exactly. But if this were a real relationship, your choice for those 8 weeks, it would have had at least something to do with me. Good night, Henry. Henry: Jen, I won't go through this again. I can't. This time, there won't be any posters or grand declarations of my feelings towards you. You walk in that house, and it's not just good night... It's good-bye. Jen: Good-bye. [Scene: Inside the Train Station. Ethan is about to go to the train when Jack runs after him to stop him.] Jack: Ethan, wait! Wait. What are you doing? Are you leaving? Ethan: Are you kidding me? Jack: Look, I-I'm sorry for the way that I acted tonight. Ethan: No, jack, I'm sorry. You clearly weren't ready for this. Jack: That's just it, because I don't know what this is, so maybe we should define this before we decide who's ready. Ethan: What are you saying? Jack: I-I'm saying... Ok, I'm saying that tonight... I don't think that I was uncomfortable with bringing a guy to the prom. I think I was uncomfortable with taking someone that doesn't feel the same way about me as I feel about him. Ethan: Jack, I really like you. Jack: Then why all the hurdles? Why this whole journey for us to be together when all you had to do was just lean over and Ethan: kiss you. Jack: Yeah, something like that. Ethan: Because, jack, I don't wanna kiss someone who isn't ready. And I don't know if you're ready, so I'm afraid-- you're gonna have to kiss me first. Jack: How do you know that I couldn't? Ethan: I don't know. I'm guessing. Jack: Then maybe you're guessing wrong. Maybe I am ready. Ethan: Ok, so here we are--a lone train station, no one around, no lights, no cameras, no network television to cut to commercial. It's just you and me. So kiss me, jack. I dare you. [Scene: Outside the Fish House. Pacey is walking Andie home from the Anti-Prom.] Pacey: I honestly believed that when I came over to invite you to the prom, it was because I wanted to go to the prom with you, and I can't tell you how much I wish that were the truth, but as soon as I got there, I realized that I wanted to go to the prom because Andie: I know why you wanted to go to the prom, Pacey, and I'm sorry that it didn't work out for you. But at least you got to dance with her. Pacey: What can I do? Really, I would do whatever it takes to make this up to you, Andie. Andie: What it would take is something that I don't think you can give me right now, and I'm not mad at you, Pacey-- honestly, I'm not. I just-- I just really feel bad for you. Pacey: Did I tell you what I'm gonna be doing this summer? I'm gonna sail true love down to key west. Just me and the sea. How's that for Hemingwayesque, huh? Andie: So when are you gonna leave? Pacey: Right after finals. Andie: Have you told her how you feel? Pacey: Andie, she already knows how I feel. Andie: I mean, have you really told her, Pacey? You can't just leave without letting her know. I mean, that's not like you. You--you don't just stand and let things happen, and you don't run away, either. You have to tell her that you love her, and you have to try to get her back, because if you don't, I promise you, you will regret it. Pacey: Maybe. Andie: No, Pacey, you will. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Dawson is sitting in a chair reading when Joey comes up to join him.] Joey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Joey: Um... I brought these back for you. They're so beautiful, I-- I'm not quite sure they're me, but... Really fun time wearing them. So, I'm not going to deny that when you kissed me last night... I felt something. Something that I wasn't expecting, and something that... Probably will always be there. I can't keep hurting people, Dawson, and I can't choose, so I'm telling you the same thing that I told Pacey. Please don't make me. I'm not ready, and I can't do it. Dawson: Ok. Joey: Ok? Dawson: I'll wait. You can call me an eternal optimist, but I have faith. This whole year, I've been on this... Soul-searching journey... And I feel like I've finally come to the end. And what I found... Was you. [Gale goes running by them and into the house. Shouting for Mitch to join her in the Living Room. Dawson and Joey come into the house and watch what is going on.] Gale: Mitch! What? Mitch. Come here. Mitch: What is it? Gale: Just come here. Um, here, sit down. Mitch: What are you up to? Gale: Just this. Last night, you asked me to define this relationship, and I wasn't ready to do it. I have just been so afraid of-- of screwing up, of making the same mistakes twice. But I'm not gonna let that fear stop us from being together anymore. So, if our fate is to make the same mistakes all over again, then by god, I hope we make those mistakes as well as we did the first time. Is that a yes? Mitch: Well, you didn't ask me a question. Gale: You know the question. Mitch: You know the answer. [Dawson and Joey both look at each other and then back to Gale and Mitch. Both of them are smiling.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x22 - The Anti-Prom"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 323 - True Love [Scene: Mitch and Dawson are exiting a store when Gale and Joey come walking up to join them.] Mitch: Well, if it isn't my blushing bride to be and, uh, her maid of honor. Gale: Hi [They Kiss] Gale: We, just stopped by Sally's for a peek, and Debbie said the dresses will be ready in the tomorrow, but the cake is ready right now and I want you to come see it. Mitch: Let's Go. Gale: Bye honey. Thanks, Joey. [They leave] Joey: Bye. Dawson: They are a happy as I have ever seen them. If you can believe that. Joey: I can. So, How's the ring? Dawson: It's beautiful. And the dresses? Joey: Oh, your mother's is gorgeous. However I'm starting to believe everything I've heard about the unflattering nature of bride's maids dresses. Dawson: I'm sure that you'll look amazing. Joey, thanks for doing this, I really appreciate it. Joey: Dawson, it was an honor when you mother asked me, how could I refuse? Dawson: Yeah, I know, it means a lot to her, but it also means a lot to me too. I, I couldn't imagine you not being a part of this ceremony, and despite any awkwardness this might stir up, it Joey: You know, it's an important day for your parents and I'm not counting on it to change either of our lives. So, it's not going to stir anything up, unless we let it. Right? Dawson: My point exactly. Yeah. Joey: So, you know what. I have to go. I have something borrowed, but I don't have anything blue, yet. Dawson: It shouldn't be too hard. Seems to be a lot of that going around these days. [Scene: The docks by True Love Doug is talking to Pacey about the trip while Pacey is brining some supplies aboard.] Doug: Hey, Pacey, are you sure this trip is such a good idea? Pacey: I already cleared it with dad. Stay close to shore. Call home every week. I know the drill. Doug: Uh, that's not exactly what I'm talking about. Pacey: Are you going to miss me? Is that it Doug? Doug: Yeah, what you think you're leaving behind here is just going to be that much bigger when you are out there all alone. Does Joey know that you are leaving? Pacey: If she does, I didn't tell her. Doug: So, I guess she doesn't really know how you feel about her either, right? Pacey: [Sighs] She knows how I feel. Doug: Pacey, have you spelled it out to her, I mean in clear unwavering terms. Have you done that? Pacey: And what exactly do you think would happen if I did that, Doug? Doug: Worst case, nothing. Best case, she gives you a reason to stay. Pacey: [Laughs] You see, that right there is what happens to the male mind when it's exposed to too many Katherine Hepburn movies. Doug: Every time that you look at the stars you are going to see here face. You can't run away from her, Pacey. Pacey: Well, I can try. [Scene: Inside the School hallway. Jack and Jen are busy cleaning out their lockers in an empty hallway with only a janitor sweeping the hall.] Jen: You know there really is a certain pleasing symmetry to this. You, me, together again. President and Vice President of the Bitter Club. Reunited for one last session. Jack: I'm not bitter. Jen: Oh yeah, sure. Everyone wants their Prom night with the person they are most attracted to in the whole entire world speeding away from them on a commuter train. [Jen sees Henry enter the hallway and start walking towards them] Jen: Hey Jack, when he comes over here, would you mind telling him, that I still mean every thing that I said and that I haven't changed my mind and that I hope that football camp in Cleveland is sweaty, gross, and girl free. Not to mention painful and debilitating. Jack: Do you realize how immature this is? [Henry comes up to her and realizes that she is ignoring him and goes over to Jack who is dumping some stuff in the trashcan.] Jen: [Ignoring Henry] Geez. Henry: [To Jack] Jack, could you do me a favor? Could you tell Jen that I left my copy of Sid Arthur in her, in her locker and I want it back. Jack: No. Henry: Why not? Jack: Cause she's standing right here. Henry: Could you just ask her? Please? Jack: Henry this is ridiculous. Hey Jen, guess what? Henry has come over with this, uh, ridiculously lame Sid Arthur related pretext because he's secretly hoping that you'll give him another chance. Henry: That, that's not what I said. Jen: Why don't you tell Henry that if he would like would like his book back, he probably should start digging. Jack: Translation, she threw it away, because it's a painful reminder of how much she regrets freaking out like a total drama queen and breaking up with you at the prom. Jen: Okay, I'm not a drama queen, and I'm not the only one who's totally freaked out. Jack: Personal front, it must be the going rate for, converting young lover subtext these days. Henry: He's right, Jen, neither of us is being very direct right now. So, how's this? I'm sorry. Jen: You know what, Henry? I'm sorry too. I'm sorry that we ever met. Henry: That's too bad. Because, I'm not. You have nothing else you want to say to me? Jen: No, nothing. Henry: I guess that finishes that. [Scene: Inside Dawson's House. Mitch is carrying something out of the house when Andie comes up to the door. Dawson sees her.] Dawson: Andie. Andie: Oh, hey. Dawson: Hey, come in. It's a little hectic around here. Andie: Yeah. So, I see. So, I guess that's why you ran out of school without signing this. My Yearbook. Here. Dawson: [Laughs] Andie, as much as I admire you unswerving devotion to a high school ritual like this that you pay $34.95 so that one day you can look back at the disaster otherwise known as Junior Year. [Dawson opens the book to the first page.] Andie: Oh, wait. No, no, no I marked a page for you. [Andie opens the book to a page with a picture of Dawson and Pacey together as friends.] Dawson: Subtlety is not exactly your forte is it? Andie: He's leaving. He's gonna to take this, um, summer sailing trip. You know, some macho adventure. Dawson: Well, good for him. Andie: Yeah! So, um... We're gonna have this little send-off tomorrow night, you know, a picnic down by the docks. Dawson: Tomorrow night's the rehearsal dinner, so... Even if I wanted to go, which I don't... Andie: Dawson... You do realize that one of you is going to have to make the first move, don't you? Dawson: It's not gonna be me, and it's not gonna be tomorrow night, so... There you go. Signed the page with all the faculty head shts. Andie: Dawson? For what it's worth, I'm not over the pain of this yet either. Letting go isn't a one-time thing. It's something that you have to do over and over again every day. Thanks. Dawson: Sure. [Scene: Along the creek on a road. Joey is driving her truck when she hears a siren from behind and pulls over, and Doug pulls around her in the cop car.] Doug: Excuse me. Driver's license and registration, please. Joey: You're kidding me, right? Doug: Driver's license and registration, please. Miss potter, I clocked you going Joey: you have a radar gn? Doug: Visual assessment. You were going 5 to 7 miles per hour below the posted speed limit on this particular Capeside thoroughfare. I'll let it go with a warning this time. Joey: Promise to be careful. Doug: Not that kind of warning. I just thought you might like to know that, uh...Unbeknownst to you, a particular attitudinally challenged younger sibling is preparing to leave Capeside for the summer. Seems he's gonna sail himself down to the Florida keys for the next 3 months. Joey: When does he leave? Doug: In a couple of days. I just thought you might like to know about it before it was too late for you to, uh... Say or do something. Joey: Thank you. Doug: It's not a problem, miss potter. Passenger advisory is typical officer protocol. [Scene: Outside the grocery store. Joey is waiting outside as Pacey comes out carrying a bad and eating a candy bar.] Pacey: Want a bite? Joey: This is your solution? Pacey: What are you talking about? Joey: You're leaving. Pacey: Uh-huh. Joey: Just when things get tough, you're gonna pack up and leave. Pacey: Well, that's the general idea, yeah. Joey: Oh, real mature, Pacey. Pacey: Well, what do you want me to do, sit around all summer and watch from afar as you and Dawson attempt to resuscitate your ailing relationship? No, thanks. Joey: Well, I expected you to at least say good-bye. Pacey: Oh, yeah, the good-bye scene. Played that one over a thousand times in my head. I come to you, heart in hand, and announce my plans. You look at me, pained, but then, of course, the potter sarcasm kicks in and I leave never getting what I came for. Joey: What is that, Pacey? Pacey: You never ask me to stay. Ever. Joey: Look, that's not my decision. Pacey: Yes, it is. It always has been. You may be too afraid to make it, but let's be honest with each other. The decision to be together or not be together has always been yours. Joey: All I asked for was time. Pacey: And that's exactly what you got. And you're gonna get 3 more months of it. Joey: I may be undecided, Pacey, but at least I'm not running away. You can dress it up any way you want, Pacey. It still comes down to the same thing: You're giving up. Pacey: I'm giving up. Joey: Yeah, you. Pacey: Me? Joey: Mm-hmm! Pacey: Ha ha ha. Turn around. It's your wall. Joey: Mm-hmm. Pacey: It's unfinished... Just like us. Joey: Believe it or not, Pacey, this is not the ending that I asked for. Pacey: Me either. But it's the ending we got, isn't it? Joey: Yeah, I guess it is. [Scene: Dawson's backyard. Mitch and Gale are doing their rehearsal for the wedding with the Reverend present and Dawson and Joey as well.] Reverend: At this time, gale will begin her vows to Mitch. Gale: No offense, reverend, but I have at least 20 people coming for dinner in about an hour. Mitch: And seeing as how gale and I have done all this before Reverend: Go on. We'll do the rest when it's for real. Gale: Thank you, reverend. [Mitch and Gale leave to do their things.] Dawson: I haven't finished my best man speech yet. Any thoughts? Joey: Oh. I don't have much to say about relationships these days, Dawson. Dawson: If you have someplace else you'd rather be, why don't you just go? Joey: What are you talking about? Dawson: Do I have to spell it out for you? Pacey's going-away party. Joey: I'm here, aren't I? Dawson: Yeah, in body, but not in spirit. You've got nothing positive to say. You're basically going through the motions with a scowl on your face. Joey: Dawson, I'm doing the best I can. Can you cut me some slack? Dawson: Cut me some slack, Joey. Don't make me feel like this! Joey: Like what? Dawson: Like you're stuck with me! I don't deserve that. Joey: You're right. I-- you don't. I'm-- I'm sorry. Dawson: Well, why don't you just go? All right? Give the guy my best. Joey: I'm staying. [Scene: The docks by True Love. Grams, Jen, Andie, Jack and Pacey are there having a going away party for Pacey.] Grams: Oh, look! Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. Ok, who wants to make the first wish? Jen: Oh, my god--ow! Ow. That's a piece of a crab shell. Chipped my tooth. Great. Great. Just what I need to keep men permanently away from me. Andie: Well, if that doesn't work, you can always join me this summer in the nunnery! Jack: At least you get to have relationships before they fail. Grams: Good grief. You all sound like a bunch of old ladies. Jen: Grams, it's been a tough couple of months. Grams: You don't know what tough is. Jen: No offense, grams, but you have no idea what our lives are like. Grams: What, you think I've never been in love before? Jen: Yeah. Once. With one man your whole entire life. Grams: You know, when I was... Just a few years older than you, I was working at Brunswick naval hospital, and I met a boy who had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. He was leaving for Pusan in the morning, but we had an entire glorious day on the beach, and at the end of that day, he leaned in close to me and whispered, "will you wait for me?" Andie: So...What'd you do? Grams: I froze. I knew if I leaned just 2 inches closer, the world as I knew it would be changed forever. Jack: So you did nothing? Andie: You didn't kiss him, you didn't try to speak to him. You just did nothing. Nothing. Jack: Did you ever wonder what your life might have been like if you had kissed him? Grams: That is just the point. I don't have to wonder. The very next day, I got my best friend sally to cover the shift for me. And after 7 turbulent hours in the cargo hold of a CL30... I arrived in San Diego, went straight to the dock, and in front of the entire crew of the U.S.S. Missouri, I kissed him. Jen: That's funny. I had no idea gramps was in the Korean wr. Grams: He wasn't. Thomas Culpepper... The boy with the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen... Died in Pusan in shallow water before he ever made it off the boat. 2 years later, I married your grandfather. So I had 46 wonderful years with one man and one perfect kiss with another. And I have no regrets. Wonder how many of you will be able to say that about your lives? [Scene: Dawson's Back Yard. Dawson is there when Gale comes up to him.] Gale: Have you seen Dan? Dawson: No. Have you seen Joey? Gale: Uh, no. [Cut to Dawson finding Joey] Dawson: Bessie called. She wants you to stop by the store on your way home. Joey: Thanks. Dawson: Joey, about this afternoon... I don't want to fight. That's the last thing I want to do. Joey: Well, I don't-- I don't want to fight either, Dawson. I'm sorry. If we're gonna have an honest relationship, Dawson, then there's... Something you should know. I broke things off with Pacey, not entirely, but in large part because... I didn't want to lose you. I may have lived across the creek, but it was only when I was rowing in this direction that I actually felt like I was rowing home. You're so much of my life, Dawson. I mean... Your house is my house and your family is my family, and there's not a single significant event I've experienced that you haven't experienced with me, and I was so afraid of losing that. But...If that wasn't the choice... And if I thought that there was a chance that you would forgive me... I may have chosen differently. And you deserve to know that. [Scene: Inside the Grams Mobile. Grams is driving and Jen is in the Passenger seat. Jack and Andie are in the back seat.] Grams: Jennifer? What's wrong? Jen: I wish that I hadn't let Henry go without telling him how I really feel. I wish... Now it's too late. Grams: It's never too late. Jen: Yeah, I suppose. Grams: Here's what I suppose. Jen: What on earth are you doing?! Grams: We are gonna catch that bus, and you're gonna tell that boy exactly how you feel. [Scene: On the corner near Joey's wall. Joey walks up to the corner carrying a bag, when Pacey who has been waiting for her, takes a bottle out of the bag.] Pacey: What took you so long? I got thirsty. I called Bessie, and she called you. I tell you, it is not easy work finishing things off. Joey: Pacey, what does this mean? Pacey: Well, it means you were right. That my leaving would be giving up on you. And I'm not quite prepared to do that just yet. But it also means that I need to know that you're not quite prepared to give up on me yet either. So, all that being said, I refer to the wall with its... Hastily yet adoringly written S.O.S., Which I guess kinda speaks for itself. I spent an hour and a half staring at this half-painted wall after we talked last night... Just staring and thinking. So, the way I figure it... It's your turn to stare now. [Pacey has painted on her wall Ask Me to Stay] [Scene: Dawson's Back Yard. The wedding is going on and Gale and Mitch are giving their vows. Joey and Dawson just watch them from the background.] Gale: I do promise to love you... In good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I loved you before I knew you. I will love you for all eternity, for you are my beloved, Mitch. Mitch: You're my best friend. I loved you before I knew you, and I will love you for eternity, for you are my beloved. You're my best friend. Reverend: And now by the power vested in me, I'm happy to pronounce you husband and wife... Again. Mitch, you may kiss the bride. [Scene: Inside the Gram's Mobile. They are still on the road looking for Henry's bus.] Andie: Grams, you've been driving for hours! His bus could be anywhere by now. Jack: Yeah. We could have missed him. Grams: You can't miss a giant gray bus filled with high school football players. Like that one right there. Jen: Where? Oh, my god. Andie: Whoo! Oh, my god. Jack: Oh, my god! Ohh... [Scene: At the roadway rest stop. Jen is running around looking for Henry and shouting for him.] Jen: Ok! Henry? Um...Henry? Henry...Parker? Hey--Henry! Henry parker! Out of my way! Come on. Henry, you in there? [She is about to go into the bathroom when the bus driver stops her.] Bus Driver: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! You can't go in there. What, have you lost your mind? Jen: Well, quite possibly, yes, I might have lost it. Henry... 9 months ago, you paid $500 to kiss me, and I was too dumb to realize what that meant and what you were really offering me, but I know now. It means that there really is such a thing as a second chance and that no matter how old or how jaded you are, when you meet the person you're supposed to be with, everything's gonna be new-- a sunset, a cheesy love song, and especially sex. Boys: Whoo! Jen: Henry, I'm the reason we didn't have sex after prom. Henry: Trust me, I know. Jen: Not because I was mad at you but because I was more nervous than you were. I have been with guys before, but I have never been with anybody that I loved, and in that way, I'm more of a virgin than you could ever be. [Laughter] Henry: thanks a lot. Jen: Come on. What do you care? Come here. Boys: Yeah! Whoo! [Chanting] Henry! Henry! Henry! Henry! [Scene: Outside Dawson's back porch. Joey runs into Pacey waiting there.] Joey: Look, I can't do it, Pacey. I can't give you a reason to stay. I have so much junk to work through, I don't even know where to begin the process at all. How I feel about you and how I feel about Dawson Pacey: Then you've made your choice. Right there. You've made your choice. Good for you. Joey: I guess I have. Yeah. Pacey: Wasn't so hard, was it? Should have made it months ago. Saved us all a lot of time and energy. And heartache. [Dawson comes out of the house carrying a camera.] Dawson: I see all the members of the triangle are present and accounted for. Joey: Um, can I have this camera? I'm gonna go take some pictures. Pacey: Jo. Joey: Yep? Pacey: Don't I even get a good-bye? Joey: Good-bye, Pacey. [Joey takes the camera and leaves the two of them.] Dawson: Just wondering. [Sighs] what the hell are you doing here? Pacey: Ease up, man. I'm here for the wedding. Dawson: Last I heard, you were sailing the 7 seas. Pacey: As indeed I am. Tomorrow. Today I'm here for your parents. Dawson: I'll be sure to pass on your congratulations. Pacey: Yeah. Speaking of congratulations... I guess I should be passing some on to you. Dawson: What are you talking about? Pacey: Well, she made her choice, Dawson. You're it. You got what you wanted. Things are never gonna be the same between us, are they? Dawson: No. Pacey: Yeah. Yeah, I didn't think so. [Scene: At the rest stop. Henry and Jen are along the side of the bus talking. Jack, Andie and Grams are by the car waiting.] Henry: Yeah. I'll write you every day! Jen: Just come back in one piece! Boys: Whoo! Andie: That was awesome! Jack: You know you gotta resign from the bitter club now. Jen: Oh, I'll still be there in spirit. Grams: Oh, I am so proud of you. You showed great, great courage today. How does it feel? Jen: Well, I feel like an idiot. A happy idiot. Grams: Did she say happy? You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that word. Jen: Yeah, you and me both. Been waiting a long time to feel it. Andie: Ok! Ok, enough hugging for today. Jen: You know, I think that we've still got one thing left to do on our carpe diem road trip. Jack, it's your turn. Jack: No. [Laughs] no. No way. Jen: Our era of regret ends right now. What's the fastest route to Boston? [Scene: In Dawson's Backyard under one of the tents. Dawson and Joey are there alone.] Dawson: You know, I used to be able to look in your eyes and know everything you were thinking. These days... I haven't a clue. Joey: I was just thinking about the summer... How much there's gonna be to do, and... I mean, we didn't get a chance to spend last summer together, you and I. We're gonna have a lot to catch up on. There'll be water-skiing with your dad, and, um... Fourth of July on Waldeck island and... We can even go into Boston for the weekend. I mean... That would be fun. [Scene: Outside the Boston College. Jack, Andie, Jen and Grams are there and they have spotted Ethan at a table talking to someone.] Andie: Yeah. Grams: Yeah. Jen: Yeah. Jack: All right, wish me luck. [Cut to Jack coming up to Ethan at the table.] Ethan: Jack! Jack: Hey. Ethan: Hey. Uh...What are you doing here? Jack: I--I just drove a really long way to tell you, um... More sort of to try and explain, really. No, I--I don't mean that. Uh... I wanna show you... Yeah, I wanna show you that I can and that I'm not afraid to... Oh, hell. This. Ethan: Uh...Jack... No. Jack: Uh... I know there's people around, but who cares, right? I mean, that's the whole point. I finally have the courage to do this. Ethan: Jack, this is brad. Jack: As in your ex-boyfriend brad? Ethan: Uh...No. Brad: As in his boyfriend brad. I think I'm gonna let you two talk this one out. See you at practice. Ethan: Ok. [Exhales] ha. Wow. Um...Ha. Ok. Explanation time. Jack: No. No explanations necessary. It's very clear to me that I just inducted myself into the halls of the permanently pathetic. Ethan: Please, jack, just listen. The timing just isn't there right now. And brad and I Jack: yeah, I really don't want to hear about the details of your joyful union right now, ok? Ethan: Sure, jack. I'm sorry. I really am. [Scene: In Dawson's Backyard. Dawson is giving the Best Man speech. Joey is just watching him as Gale and Mitch are enjoying every word.] Dawson: The first time my parents got married, they were very young. They were just out of college. And, um, I remember looking at the photo album as a kid, wondering why I wasn't in any of the pictures. It's hard when you love someone that much to imagine them having this entire life that you weren't even there for. And I have to say that, uh... Being here today, experiencing this firsthand, finally getting to be in all the pictures, I wouldn't trade this for anything. 'Cause I'd much rather be a part of what you guys have now than what you had then, that point where everything is forgiven. And I think that's what love really means... That you can forgive anything. So... To my parents... Who taught me that love does not conquer all... That love ends... And begins again. Guests: Hear, hear. Cheers. [Scene: On Dawson's Pier. Joey and Dawson are there alone.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Your speech was beautiful. Dawson: Thanks. Joey: What you said... Did you mean it, Dawson? Dawson: Every word. Which is why you should turn around and go. To Pacey. Joey: What? Dawson: Last year, you had the opportunity to go to Paris and study, and because of me, you didn't. Joey: Dawson, that wasn't your fault. Dawson: Yes, it was my fault, Joey. I should have made you go. But I was selfish, and I didn't want you to go. I wanted you to stay here with me. And I refuse to make that mistake again. Joey: Well, Dawson, I mean, what if it's my choice? What if I want to stay? Dawson: Joey...Come on. Even I can see it. Pacey is this year's Paris. And this time... You have to go. You have to see for yourself, all right? I can stand here and tell you that it's a colossal mistake and that all roads lead back to me, but that's not gonna make any bit of difference. Words and speeches sound great, but... They don't add up to anything. All that matters right now is what you want. Joey: I don't even know what I want, Dawson. Dawson: Yes, you do. You want him. You want him like I want you. You love him like I love you. [Laughs] the only difference is he loves you back the same way. And you deserve that. Ok? And I'm not gonna be the one who stands in the way of you getting that. You're free. You can do whatever you want. Joey: But, Dawson, I want us to still be friends, and I want to know that you don't hate me Dawson: They're just words, Joey. They're just words. 'Cause after you're done dispensing your pleasantries here, you're gonna turn around and you're gonna walk away from me. Aren't you? Joey: I have to, otherwise, I'll never know. Dawson: Just go. Joey: But, Dawson Dawson: jo, go, I'm telling you, before I take it all back, all right? Just go! Go. [Scene: Inside the McPhee Kitchen. Jack is cleaning up, when Jack comes into the house.] Mr. McPhee: Hey, jack, I'm glad you're back. Want to show you something. Jack: I'm not really in the mood right now. Mr. McPhee: Hey, what's the matter? Jack: I just wanna be alone. Mr. McPhee: Hey, hey, hey, you could talk to me. Jack: This is something you really don't wanna hear about, believe me. Mr. McPhee: You don't know that. Jack: Really? You wanna hear that I found out that Ethan got back together with his ex? You want to hear that I found that out after I kissed him? Mr. McPhee: Well, that's... Interesting. Jack: Yeah, it's-- it's interesting, right? Come on, admit it. The thought of me kissing another guy disgusts you. I disgust you! Mr. McPhee: That is not true. Jack: Yes, it is! Mr. McPhee: You're angry. You're hurting right now, but I will not let you pick an argument with me just so you can vent your frustration! Jack: No, no. I spent an entire year developing this relationship... And working on it. Now it's a wash! The whole year's a wash! My whole life's a wash! Mr. McPhee: Your life is not a wash! You hurt now because you had the guts to put yourself out there and go after what you wanted. Jack: [Sobs] I can't. [Sniffles] I can't keep going through this. It's like having all the problems of a typical teenager, and there's this whole other level of constant fear... And pain. Do you know the anguish I went through over a kiss- one stupid little kiss? Most people don't have to do that! Mr. McPhee: You're right. They don't. Jack: Then why me? I don't want to be different. I didn't ask to be gay. Mr. McPhee: No more than I asked for a gay son... But, boy, am I glad I got one. Jack: You don't mean that. Mr. McPhee: Yeah. I do. [Scene: Inside Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is near tears as he walks up to his room, to discover Andie, Jen and Jack sitting there waiting for him.] Andie: Your official pick-me-up posse. Jen: Yeah. Andie and I were chatting and thought that maybe you could use a little company. So then I take it upon myself to call jack attck here and tell him to hurry over. Jack: And then I took it upon myself to run to the video store and grab some movies. Dawson: Thanks, guys. I really appreciate you coming over, but I really think what I need right now is to just Jen: Sorry, Dawson. No can do. Andie: Yeah. I think that the words "I wanna be alone right now" are used far too often around here. Kinda ranks right up there with, uh... "Can we talk?" Jack: And there's those countless references towards all things Freud and Spielberg. Jen: Yeah. I'm pretty sure of it. We're not in Capeside anymore, Toto. There is some alternate reality where our intellects are sharper, our quips are wittier, and our hearts are repeatedly broken while faintly in the background, some soon to be out of date contempt pop music plays. Dawson: So why does it hurt so much? Jen: Because our pain makes us real, Dawson. But we can't do it alone. None of us can. Sit down. Dawson: So...What'd you guys do today? Andie: Oh, my god. You are not gonna believe these two. Well, it all started with Jen. Jen: Well... [Scene: On the Docks by True Love Joey comes running down the pier trying to catch up with Pacey. But he comes walking up from behind her.] Joey: Pacey! Pacey! Pacey! Pacey! Pace! Pacey? Pacey: You want something, jo? Joey: I want to talk to you. Pacey: No, no. A bit late for this now. I'm leaving. You can't stop me, so don't even try. Joey: No. That's not why I'm here. Pacey: So why are you here? You wanna say good-bye again? Maybe you wanted to rub it in a little bit, huh? Joey: Look, I don't want to stop you, Pacey, and I don't want to stop Dawson, and I don't want to be stopped, not by either of you, not by anyone, see? I mean, that's what this whole year has been about. We've been trying to stop each other from moving on and from growing up, but...But not you. I mean, you're different, and... You've challenged me every step of the way and you've been there every step of the way. Pacey: Jo, departure time is in t-minus 30 seconds, so if there's a point, I suggest you get to it. Joey: I think I'm in love with you. Pacey: You think or you know? Joey: I know. I've known it since the moment you kissed me and maybe even before that. And--[exhales]-- scary as it is, I don't want to deny it any more, Pacey. I don't want to run from it, and I don't want to let it run from me. Pacey: So... What are we gonna do here, jo? Joey: I wanna come with you. Pacey: Ha. What? You crazy? Joey: Mm-mmm. I wanna stop standing still. I wanna move forward. I wanna come with you. Pacey: What bout Bessie and the B&B? They need you. Joey: Not as much as I need you, Pacey. Pacey: Ah-ah-ah! Joey: [Chuckles] permission to come aboard? Pacey: Permission granted. You can swim, can't you? Joey: Of course. I'm just kinda worried about the next change of clothes. Pacey: That's nothing to worry about. We're gonna h*t the next port in a few days. Joey: Few days? Pacey: Yeah! Or a few days after that. Who really cares?	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "03x23 - True Love"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 401 Coming Home In this episode: Joey and Pacey returned from a summer traveling the east coast aboard Pacey's boat, "True Love." They had to confront their friends and the one question that was on everyone's minds… Did they or didn't they? Regardless, a lot had changed and the lovers wondered if Capeside was better off without them. Dawson had every intention of avoiding the happy couple forever, but Jen, herself struggling with the fact that Henry has been sent away to school, orchestrated an encounter between them at an end of summer party. Pacey's siter Gretchen returned to Capeside and Andie met a French exchange student. Dawson: James Van Der Beek Joey: Katie Holmes Pacey: Joshua Jackson Jen: Michelle Williams Andie: Meredith Monroe Jack: Kerr Smith Grams: Mary Beth Peil Bessie: Nina Repeta Mitch: John Wesely Shipp Gail: Mary-Margaret Humes Gretchen: Sasha Alexander Original Airdate: October 4, 2000 [Pacey and Joey on the boat heading home] Pacey: hey! Found us some dinner. Joey: Ah, seafood. Great change of pace, pace. Pacey: Was that a note of disgust I detected at our sustenance of the ocean born? Joey: After this trip, if I never eat another thing that breathes through gills again, it'll be too soon. [Joey kisses him on the neck] Pacey: So there she blows, huh? Capeside, Mass. Our first and last port of call. Joey: Doesn't look much different than when we left it, does it? Pacey: That's 'cause it isn't, Fraulein. Joey: I'm in no more of a race than you are to get back there, but it's not like we have another choice in the matter. Pacey: We don't have to go home. We survived for 3 months taking odd jobs. We can survive for as long as we want. As long as we're happy. Joey: Pacey, if you're so serious about this, then why bring this up now... 2 hours from home? Pacey: 12 hours from home. See, I think we should probably drop anchor here, have a bite to eat, and then we can debate whether or not to scrap this whole mission home. Joey: No. I don't believe you Pacey Witter. As truant as your natural instincts may be, you'd never really suggest us skipping our senior year entirely. Pacey: Just what would we be missing from the land of poorly scripted melodramas, huh? Recycled plot lines, tiresome self-realizations? [He's kissing her while he says this next part] You throw in the occasional downward spiral of a dear friend and maybe a baby here and a death there, and all you've really got is a recipe for some soul-sucking, mind-numbing ennui. And I, for one, can skip it. Joey: You know what continues to amaze me? Pacey: And what is that? Joey: How long you've lasted without being thrown off this boat. Pacey: Well, finally. That's something we can both agree upon. [Camera pulls out and it shows Pacey and Joey jump off the side of the boat into the water at the same time] [Cut to the beach with Jen, Jack, Dawson and Andie] Jen: I'll kick out jack. Jack: [Laughs] you'd kick me off the island before you'd kick off Andie? Jen: Andie's very resourceful. Andie: All right. Give it up for girl power. Jack: Yeah. Ruthless alliance. Jen: Oh, come on, Jack. It's not like we kicked you off first or anything. I mean, we already kicked off Grams. Jack: Yeah. Well, that comparison just bathes me in relief. [Dawson walks up from swimming] Dawson: You guys should go in. The water's warm. Andie: Yeah, right. And reapply the 20 minutes of lotion I just put on. No, thanks. Jack: We gotta go. We gotta paint Mrs. Hammacott at 2:00. Jen: Mm, sounds kinky. Dawson: He means her house. It's our last one this season. And we still have an hour before we have to be there. Jack: Yeah, but we gotta stop by the hardware store. We gotta get paint. We gotta get some rollers. Dawson: All right, well, hold on. It's our last beach day of the season. I want to get this on record. Jen: Dawson, please. No pictures. I look awful. Dawson: Well, now you'll look awful for posterity. Ready? 1...2...3. Jen: Oh! Nice. Well, see you guys at the dive-in tonight. Dawson: Yep. Andie: Dawson, I hear they're playing jaws. Dawson: Oh! Good. Never seen that one yet. Andie: see you guys later. Dawson: See ya. Bye. Andie: Ooh! Cute boys, 2 o'clock. Jen: Like it even matters. Andie: Come on. One of us is single. Jen: In theory. But in practice, Andie, let's face it. Your sex life this summer has been an episode of abstinence in the city. Andie: Well, is it my fault if this one-horse hamlet hasn't offered a suitable summer fling? Jen: Oh, Andie, there are plenty of guys. Face it. You're just not bold enough to go up and talk to them. Andie: And if you were in my shoes, you would. Jen: Yes! I mean, come on, I think that my resume speaks for itself. Andie: Fine. I'm gonna go talk to them. Ok. I am. Jen: You go! Andie: I am! Jen: Well? Andie: Well, I am just negotiating the proper approach. Jen: Well, excuse me while I negotiate the proper approach to the snack bar. Scaredy-cat. Andie: I am not. Jen: Are so. Andie: Am not! Jen: Are so! [Cuts to Pacey and Joey at the dock in Capeside unloading their stuff to head home] Pacey: Boy. That's a little on the heavy side. Who's that one for? Joey: Uh, my sister, I think. Is that everything? Pacey: Yeah, for right now. I figured we'd just leave the rest on the boat and pick it up tomorrow. Joey: Ok. Pacey: Oh... Uh, before we leave, though, there is one other thing we should cover. Joey: What's that? Pacey: Well, they're gonna ask. Joey: Who's gonna ask what? Pacey: The masses. They're gonna ask what happened on the boat. This summer... Between you and I... You know... Sexually speaking. Joey: No one cares, Pacey. Ok, maybe they care, but they're not gonna ask. It's too crass. Pacey: We live in a crass age. Joey: Ok, so what are you gonna say? Pacey: That really depends. Joey: On? Pacey: On what you're gonna say. Joey: Well, I guess I'm going to say nothing because it's no one's business. Pacey: That's good. "Nothing" sounds perfect. Joey: Besides, they're not gonna ask. Pacey: Oh, they'll ask. [They reach the end of the dock and prepare to depart] Pacey: Well... This is it. Last of our summer, and... I go left, you go right, and we spend the next whole 24 hours away from each other. If you're curious as to why I'm not currently in sadness, it's only because, to be perfectly honest, you were startin' to get on my nerves, Jo. Joey: Oh. Good. Well, 'cause...You know, I... I'd hate to think that after all of our intimate talks, you were actually covering up your aching heart with false bravado. Pacey: Well, put your mind at ease. Well, I guess I'll call you tomorrow, maybe? Joey: Oh...If you think about it, sure. Pacey: Ok. [They begin to walk awa from each other then quickly turn back for an intimate kiss] [Cut to Dawson in the hardware store looking at the paint rollers] Gretchen: Excuse me. Do you know where the light bulbs are? Dawson: Uh, usually up. Gretchen: I meant which aisle. Dawson: I'm sorry. I don't work here. Gretchen: Lucky for management. Dawson: Um...If it helps, I think they're on aisle 4-- Gretchen? Gretchen: Dawson? Wow. Hi. How are you? Dawson: I...I'M... Damp...At the moment. Gretchen: And in the grander scheme of things? I sort of heard through the family about last spring. That. Uh Dawson: ...I'm fine. I'm fine. And, uh, what about you? Still home from college for the summer? Gretchen: A little bit longer than that. It's no biggie. I'm just, uh... Takin' time off. Dawson: Ok. Well...At the risk of sounding trite, it's...It's nice to see you again. Gretchen: At the risk of sounding redundant, it's nice to see you, too. Damp and all. [Both chuckle, Gretchen leaves and Jack approaches] Jack: ok. I got the paint, you got the rollers. Who's the girl? Dawson: Uh, what girl? Jack: The...Girl you're gonna pretend to have no knowledge of until I annoy you with the question over and over again. Dawson: That girl. Uh... Long story. Jack: Good, 'cause we got the whole north side of Mrs.. Hancock's to paint. [Cut to the B&B, Bessie and Joey are at the kitchen table talking] Bessie: Joey: I can't believe you! I'm your sister. I'm entitled to know. Joey: No. You're not. Bessie: I'll rephrase. I'm your sister whom you ditched high and dry last June. I'm entitled to know. Joey: Open your gift. Bessie: A plant. Joey: It's a Carolina jasmine. At night, if the wind ht right, we could smell them 2 miles out on the water. Bessie: At night while you and Pacey were-- Joey: quit it. I haven't even unpacked yet. [Joey picks up her back and heads to her room. She opens the door and shuts it real quick] Bessie: Oh. Hey, Joey, wait. Joey: Why is there an underwear-clad stranger in my bedroom? Bessie: That's where he lives. Joey: You rented out my room? Bessie: Until Tuesday. Come over here. It's my turn to give you a gift. Our accounting book. Joey: You're so kind. Bessie: look at that number. [The number in the book reads $17,240] Joey: Bessie, I'm sorry. I didn't realize how difficult it would be. Bessie: Joey, it has a plus next to it, not a minus. Welcome to one of the most successful bed-and-breakfasts in the state, Joey. We've doubled our rates, and we're still booked well through the fall. Joey: Well, when I called, y-you never mentioned-- Bessie: I wanted it to be a surprise. [Cuts to Andie talking to the two guys on the beach] Andie: ..Hang out with my friends and help my brother with his numerous problems. Jen: Hello. Andie: Oh. Why, there you are, Jennifer. I was just chatting with the guys. I'd like you to meet jean and jean-jean. Jen: Hmm. Hello...Jeans'. Andie: They're French. Jen: Get out of dodge. Andie: And they're, uh, backpacking through the east coast for the summer. Just stopped in Capeside yesterday. Andie: Ohh! Tell me they are not adorable plus 10 times 10 to the 10th power. Jen: Andie, they can hear you. Andie: Doesn't matter. One of 'em barely speaks any English. The other one knows "hello," "good-bye," and the lyrics to an 'n sync song. Jean: We would like very much for you to tour us the city. Andie: We'd love to! Jen: Um...Sorry, boys. I'm gonna have to catch up with you on the Riviera. [Jen walks away] Andie: Ok, Frenchies, let's go tour Capeside and any other terrain you're interested in covering. [Cut to Pacey at Doug's apartment] Pacey: It's a Florida snowman. Get it? Doug: Notice my fits of laughter. Pacey: So...Oh, yeah. How's my favorite couch been? You been keepin' it warm for me? Doug: Well, you know, it's funny you should bring that up. Pacey: Oh, come on, now. You're not gonna cast me out to the wolves, are you? Doug: Ah, seems I have to. Somebody's already moved in. Sorry. Pacey: Ah. You and Rupert finally decide to tie the knot? Doug: I see 3 months on the water's done absolutely nothing to improve your sense of humor. Pacey: Don't tell me this is a girl or something. Doug: Well, yes. As a matter of fact, it is. Pacey: Oh, well, that's just fantastic. Just as I need a place to sleep, you decide to get all hetero on me. Doug: As much as I would love an end to your inaccurate comments regarding my sexuality, I assure you that this relationship is purely platonic. Pacey: Good. Then I'm sure whoever miss mystery guest is couldn't possibly be as important as your baby bro, bro. Doug: That's where you're wrong, 'cause she's equally important and...Equally related. [Gretchen walks through the door, unaware Pacey is back] Gretchen: Sorry I'm late, Doug. I stopped at the hardware store to get some light bulbs. Pacey: Gretchen? Gretchen: Ha ha! Welcome home loser. Come give your big sis a hug. [Cuts to Joey walking up to Dawson's house. She slowly opens the front door and walks in. Nobody is home] Joey: Hey. Hi. Hello? Hello. Mrs. Leery. Mr. Leery. Dawson? [She heads up to Dawsons room. She looks around with a sad face. the room has changed drastically. All the movie posters are down and photographs of Jen, Andie and Jack are up] [Jack and Dawson are painting the house] Dawson: Gretchen was my first crush. I was, uh...10, 11, so she must've been, what, all of 13? I was spending the evening at the Witters' house, and Gretchen and 2 of her friends were out in the backyard. Pacey had the brilliant idea of water ballooning the whole lot of 'em. We went to work for about 2 hours, filling water balloons. By the time we'd gotten outside, Gretchen and her friends were already in their bathing suits. They must've heard the plot through an open bathroom window. And, uh...Of course, Pacey decided to balloon 'em anyway. But I remember just...Staring. At Gretchen. Mm-hmm. You'd think I'd never seen a girl in a bathing suit before. It just... ht me... Without warning, right then and there. And from then on, any money that would've formerly gone to... Baseball cards or action figures was now being spent on chocolates and $5.00 tulips that i would leave anonymously on Gretchen Witter's stoop. It wasn't till years later that I realized that my crush had been a running family joke. Jack: Yeah, right. So what happened? Dawson: Same thing that happens with all adolescent crushes. Absolutely nothing. [Cut back to Pacey at Doug's apartment] Pacey: I will simply not be replaced. It's too damaging to my fragile ego. Gretchen: Oh, get over yourself. Pacey: Why don't you get over yourself? Ok? Aren't you a college student or something? Gretchen: It's called taking time off. Sure, it is. Pacey: I'm the only other Witter that euphemism won't fool. Gretchen: Mind your own business, little brother. Pacey: Let go of my living quarters, and maybe I won't dig up whatever sordid mess that landed you in this remote corner of the world. Doug: All right, all right. That's enough, you two. Now, Pacey, you currently have other living options. Gretchen does not. Pacey: Thank you. Really. And what might those living options be, Dougie? Doug: Well, for starters, there's your boat. Pacey: Are you jokin'? I spent the last hundred days livin' on that thing. Doug: Ok, fine. Kerry and the no-neck monsters are still at mom and dad's, but I believe there is a couch there. Am I wrong? Oh, no, you're not wrong. I'd just as soon take a cot on death row. Gretchen: Hey, there's always the zoo. Pacey: Down, Gretchzilla. Doug: As usual, your level of maturity astounds. I know. Why don't you stay with Joey? Pacey: What's that supposed to mean? Doug: Well, you have a girlfriend now. I'm sure she'd be more than happy to set you up with a little bed... Or share hers. Pacey: You know, honestly, I don't appreciate that suggestion or the tone that accompanies it. Doug: You know, Gretchen's got a point. I mean, uh, if any place has extra rooms, it's a b&b. Pacey: I'm not gonna impose upon that family. Gretchen: Yeah. Why should you when you have your own to impose on? Pacey: Ah, Gretchen. So good to have you home. Oh, no. Whoops. Silly me. I don't have a home anymore. Gretchen: Hey, it pains me to see you this way. It really does. Pass the iced tea. Thanks. [Cut to Jen's house. Joey and Jen are sitting at the kitchen table talking, Grams is at the sink doing dishes] Jen: So football camp led to an unexpected scholarship at Hanover academy, and Henry and his parents decided that attending would double his college options, so next thing you know, I'm dating a guy who goes to boarding school 4 hours away. Grams: They're doing what Jennifer terms "the long distance thing." Jen: Which, ironically, grams disapproves of. Grams: Youth is a time to be spent in the now, not pining away for a solitary weekend every other month or so. Jen: Isn't there a pair of knitting needles calling your name somewhere? Grams: I suppose they are. Good-bye, Josephine. Nice to have you back safe and sound. Jen: Ok. Enough me. You're the one fresh from the world excursion. So? Joey: We had the time of our lives. I honestly wouldn't even know where to begin talking about it. Jen: Well, I'll help you out. Cut to the sordid stuff. Joey: Jen. Jen: Come on, Jo. I wouldn't be human if I didn't want to know. You and Pacey, alone on a boat for 3 months. Everybody's gonna ask. Joey: We're not talking about it. Jen: With my experience with that particular yes-or-no question, "no" means "no," and "we're not talking about it" means "we did it." Joey: You got me. We did it... All day, all night, 24-7. Are you aware that there are at least 38 known differing sexual positions? And 42 if you're flexible enough. Jen: Ok, it's none of my business. Joey: Jen, how is everyone else doing? Jen: Good. Yeah, everybody's good. Joey: I should probably be going. I promised Bessie I'd help with dinner. Jen: What--what are you doin' tonight? You and Pacey just layin' low? Joey: No, we're not doing anything. We're taking our first official night off from each other. Jen: Well, we are going to the dive-in. Why don't you join us? Joey: I don't know that that's such a good idea. Jen: 8:00, stupmuck cove, and I'll tell everybody that you'll be there. Joey: Bye. [Cut to Andie giving the French guys tours of Capeside] Andie: And on your right we have a very historic building where many historic events occurred. Sorry. Hope i'm not boring you with all the specifics. Jean: Oh, no, no. You're beautiful when you speak. Andie: Well, stop! Ha ha! Uh, no, I didn't really mean "stop." Jean: I am sorry. I don't understand. Andie: Never mind. So, uh... he ever speak? Jean: Eh, tu ne veux pas parler un petit-- Jean-Jean: non, je ne peux parler. Jean: When he wants. Andie: So...Anyway, uh, what's your town like? Jean: I come from Paris. Have you been? Andie: Oh...No, but i want to go desperately. Jean: Why? Andie: 'Cause it's the city of romance! It's...It's the city of love lost and found. It's degas and cezanne and monet and van gogh. I mean, even though i've never been there, it's like I know it better than my own home. Jean-Jean: Elle connauT la ville si bien parce que c'est dans son coeur, non? Andie: What'd he say? Jean: He said you know it so well because it's in your heart. Andie: Oh. [Chuckles] [Cut to Dawson and Jen in Dawson's new dark room developing some pictures] Dawson: So how'd she look? Jen: Dawson. Dawson: It's a question. Jen: She looked great. Dawson: Great. Great. You sure the light wasn't in your eyes? She didn't grow a hump or develop some hideous skin disorder or something? Jen: Does this mean that you don't want to see her? Dawson: Um...I didn't say that. Jen: Good, because I invited her to come with us to the dive-in tonight. Dawson: You... what? how very thoughtful of you. Jen: Dawson, come on. You're gonna have to dispense with the awkward intros sooner or later, so why not-- Dawson: what happened to the natural progression of things? Hmm? Jen: Joey naturally came over, and I naturally invited her. I don't know. Dawson: So, is what's-his-name gonna be there? Jen: Uh, no. No, they're takin' the night off. Which would make this the perfect opportunity for the two of you to have your inevitable Geneva conference where you decide to remain friends forever no matter what happens. Dawson: Why are you so resolute about this? Jen: I don't know. I guess it... Just in thinking back to the way everything went down last year, you know... How you found out and all, I-- Dawson: what, you feel responsible? Jen: Yes, I do. Wouldn't you? Dawson: Look, the only thing you're responsible for is helping me have arguably the best summer of my life. [Dawson and Jen leave the dark room and walk into the living room. They find his parents making out on the couch] Dawson: Ahem! Mitch: Dawson. Gayle: Jen. Mitch: Dawson and Jen. Dawson: Welcome to the Leery house where it's deja screw all over again. Mitch: Well, uh, we were just, uh, goin' over the possible renovations for the home. Gayle: You're dying on the vine, dear. Jen: [Chuckling] later, Mrs.. Leery, Mr.. Leery. [Jen leaves and Dawson stays downstairs. Mitch and Gayle go up the stairs] Mitch: You, uh...Said you checked the rooms. Gayle: I did. Mitch: Mm-hmm. Well, you didn't check the darkroom. Gayle: I didn't count the darkroom. Mitch: From now on, the dark room counts. [Cuts to Joey sitting on the end of her dock shucking corn. Pacey approaches] Pacey: Guess who. Joey: Mmm...Well, let's see... It can't possibly be my boyfriend. We're not supposed to see each other till tomorrow. He--he was growing sick of me. Pacey: Yeah, that was before he found out he was homeless and needed to bum a couch for the night. Joey: Hmm? Mmm. Try again. B&B's booked. I'm on the couch myself till Tuesday. Pacey: Is it just me, or are you starting to get the distinct feeling that this town really didn't miss us all that much? Joey: It's like the reverse of it's a wonderful life. Everyone's better off without us. Pacey: Except for each other. Pacey: So what do you want to do tonight? Want to grab some pizza, hang out on the boat? Or I was thinking maybe we could go catch a bad summer movie at the $1.50 theater. What do you say? Joey: Well, uh... Actually, uh, Jen invited me to the dive-in. Pacey: The dive-in. Everybody from school's gonna be at the dive-in. To be perfectly honest, I don't think I'm prepared for that quite yet. Were you gonna go without me? Joey: We can just go together. I think it'd be fun... And...And healthy... You know, to see everyone. Pacey: To see Dawson. Joey: Yes...To see Dawson, which we've talked about, Pacey. And it's no secret that I'm anxious to get things squared away with him. Pacey: No, it's no secret. And to be perfectly honest, look, I don't really care where we go or what we do as long as we do it together. Joey: [Chuckles] thank you. [Cuts to the beach at the Dive-In] Andie: hey! You guys go on in. I'll be in in a second. Jack: Ah. Looks like somebody found some new friends. Dawson: Don't forget, Andie. It was the French who coined the term "menage a trois." Andie: MeNage a I-don't-think-so. Besides, I only like the one who speaks English. The other one just stands there looking like a dolt. Jen: So do you know if he's single yet? Andie: I'm working on it. Give me an hour. Jack: Unbelievable. [Andie walks off and Dawson looks over and sees Joey and Pacey walking up to them on the beach. Pacey and Joey are holding hands] Dawson: I thought you said he wasn't gonna be here, Jen. Jen: He wasn't, Dawson. Dawson: So why is he here, Jen? Jen: Good question, Dawson. [Cuts to Pacey and Joey, they realize Dawson has seen them and is not happy. Joey releases Pacey's hand] Joey: [Sighs] maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Pacey: Well, it wasn't my idea in the first place. Joey: Do you think that... Um... Pacey: That maybe I should go and get us something to drink while you go and say hi? Sure. Joey: I mean, I just think it'll be easier. Pacey: Yeah. No problem. I'll be back in a couple minutes. Joey: Ok. [Pacey, not to happy, leaves Joey there. Cuts back to Jen, Dawson and Jack] Jen: Ok. Where are you going? Dawson: To get a better seat. I don't mind seeing her, but I'm not going to go out of my way to talk to her. Jen: Can't you go out of my way to talk to her? Jack: You work him. Jen: You work her. [Jen goes after Dawson and Jack heads to greet Joey] Jack: You got it. Joey, hey! Joey: Hey! Jack: What's up? How are you? Joey: I'm good. How are you? Jack: I'm good. Come on in. Joey: Thanks. Jack: It's good to see you. Joey: Good to see you. Oh, someone's been lifting this summer. Jack: Ah, yeah. Well, what else is there to do in this town, right? Joey: So, where'd everyone go? [Cut to Pacey. Gretchen is on the beach and sees him. She walks over to him] Pacey: Uh... You know, it's one thing to usurp the couch, but it's quite another to come back here and best my social standing. Gretchen: Do you want to take a walk? Pacey: Yeah. Gretchen: Do you hate me for taking your spot? Pacey: Spot? Try "bed." Gretchen: Hmm. You hate me. Pacey: Marginally, yeah. Gretchen: Well, retribution is yours. Doug wakes me up every morning at 7:00 dust-bustering the kitchen. It's like living with Felix Unger on crack. Pacey: Well, you're hardly an innocent. Last we roomed together, you were known to blare rock music so loud small nations were kept up. Gretchen: Not rock, Pacey. Soul. There's a difference. Pacey: Yeah, there is a difference. Fans listen to rock music. Pretentious fans listen to soul music. Gretchen: Is it possible you've actually grown more obnoxious over time? Pacey: Well, it is the witter way. Gretchen: Hmm. And somehow you still got the girl. Pacey: Yes, I did. Who would've ever thunk me and Joey would end up together, huh? Gretchen: Mmm...Me. Pacey: You did not. Gretchen: It didn't take Nostradamus to call it. I mean, look at your similarities. You're both classic underdogs. She's sassy and you're a legendary annoyance. She's beautiful and you're...Lucky. Pacey: There is a compliment in there somewhere, right? Gretchen: You're both lucky. Pacey: Thank you. And what about you, Gretchen? Honestly. Why would you come back here? Gretchen: I'm just, uh, taking a break. That's all. Pacey: All right. Well, as they say in non-dysfunctional families, welcome home, Gretchen. Gretchen: And, uh, speaking of home, I have a suggestion that I think you might find appealing. Pacey: Yeah? [Fades off Pacey and shows Jack and Joey sitting on a boat at the Dive-In. Jen and Dawson are off in the distance. Joey looks back at Dawson before talking to Jack] Joey: Ask me a question. Jack: I get it. It's the old, "let's make small talk until he comes over," right? Joey: Precisely. Just ask me a question. Jack: Actually, I do have a question. Joey: Not that question. Jack: Come on! Joey: Jack! Jack: I won't tell anybody. I swear. [Cuts to Dawson and Jen] Jen: She's doing the official "wait for Dawson to come over" thing. Dawson: It looks to me more like the official "wait in vain for Dawson to come over" thing. Jen: One more joke like that and I am really going to know how hard this is for you. Dawson: It's not hard. Jen: Come on. Dawson: It's not. It's not easy, but it's not hard. Jen: Well, whatever it is, why don't you just go get it over with? Dawson: I'll do it, but it's just a highly predictable moment. I'm going to walk over there, Joey and I are gonna engage in some semi-casual conversation until the awkwardness overwhelms us both, and then we're just gonna part... Each of us surprised at how surprisingly painless the whole encounter surprisingly was. Jen: Well then, surprise me and go on over there. Dawson: All right. [Dawson approaches Joey] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Jack: Yeah. I'm gonna go find Jen. Dawson: She's right over there. Jack: Ok. Thanks. Joey: So, how's it going? Dawson: Uh, great. Great. It's going great. Joey: How was your summer? Dawson: Uh, it was brief but good. Yours? Joey: Brief but good. You look great. Dawson: Hey, you, too. Joey: Thanks. Dawson: You, too. Thanks. Dawson and Joey at the same time: So, uh... School's Monday-- school's in-- yeah. Joey: It's good to see you. Dawson: It's good to see you, too. [Dawson walks away. Joey has a sad look on her face. Dawson goes and leans against a wall. He doesn't look like it was easy] Andie: Oh, uh, hold on a minute, guys. There's someone that I'm not quite ready to see yet. Uh... How do you say ex-boyfriend? Jean: I understand. Andie: So do you happen to be in a, um... Jean: Her name is Nicole. Andie: And I bet you're crazy about her, aren't you? Jean: To borrow your words, she's monet, degas, ceézanne-- Andie: ok, I get the point. Of course he has a girlfriend. He's cute. He has an accent, and he tells me that I'm beautiful, so of course he has a girlfriend, right? I mean, you guys are all the same. It doesn't matter if you're French, American, English, German, Russian, French. What are you looking at? Jean-Jean: A very rude girl. Andie: Ok, you don't even know me, so-- uh... You don't speak English. Jean-Jean: I have it on good authority that I do. Andie: Ok, but you guys told me-- Jean-Jean: It was a joke. The name's J.J. Short for John-John, not jean-jean. Andie: So that means that all day you-- Jean-Jean: understood every word you said. Andie: Excusé Moi. I'm just gonna go drown myself. [Cuts to Joey standing on the beach looking for Pacey] Joey: There you are. Pacey: And here we go. Joey: What are you doing? Pacey: Both of us a favor. Taking us home. Joey: You don't even ask me if I want to go? Pacey: Do I have to? Joey: Maybe I'm having a fun time. Pacey: If this is how you look when you're enjoying yourself, Jo, then you weren't having a very good time on the boat this summer, you never once looked like this. Joey: And you never once behaved like this. Pacey: And just how am I behaving? Joey: I don't know yet. Currently I'm deciding between asinine, immature child and arrogant, infantile boyfriend. Pacey: You know, I didn't want to come here in the first place. Joey: Well, then, you shouldn't have come. Pacey: Yeah. I guess you would have loved that, huh? Would have given you all the time in the world to square things away with Dawson. Those were your words, right? "Square things away"? Joey: Pacey, dealing with Dawson is a reality for me. It's a reality for the both of us. Pacey: The guy hates me, ok? I can't fix that. Joey: Well, you could try. Pacey: I don't want to! Joey: I do, and I'm sorry if you have a problem with that! Pacey: You're damn right I have a problem with that! You're not even unpacked yet and the first thing you think to do is-- Joey: look I can't help it if he's been on my mind, but it doesn't mean what you think it means. Pacey: I don't know what it means. I don't care what it means. I've just watched you grow more and more preoccupied every day this week, and I'm tired of it. And it better stop. Joey: You better watch who you're ordering around, Pacey. We're not on the boat and we haven't been for a day. Pacey: Who are you kidding, Jo? Come on. You got off that boat long before the two of us did. Joey: What is that supposed to mean? Pacey: You're a smart girl, Jo. You can figure it out. [Pacey walks off mad and leaves Joey standing there. Cuts to next scene. Joey is in the parking lot leaning against a car. Dawson sees her and approaches] Dawson: Still here, huh? Joey: Yeah. I was just thinking. Dawson: A highly overrated activity, if you ask me. So, are you heading home? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: Do you need a ride? Joey: I would like that, Dawson. [Cut to Andie on the beach with the guys] Jean: Andie, you were a wonderful host. If you come to Paris, you must look me up. Andie: Ok. You have a deal, jean. Jean: Excusem-moi. Jean-Jean: That, um, goes for me, too, you know. Andie: [Laughs] I can't believe after everything you heard me say that you'd still want to hang out with me. Jean-Jean: Me either. Andie: Ok, I think I liked you better before you spoke English. Jean-Jean: There's a question in French. Y popular. The English translation, if I can remember correctly, goes something like this: Can I kiss you? Andie: Oui. [Cuts to Joey and Dawson getting out of the car at Joey's house. They walk up to the porch] Joey: So, tell me about this newly acquired love of photography that seems to have sprung up in my absence. Dawson: Uh, I picked it up over the summer. Didn't think I'd like it nearly as much as I have, but, you know, I guess that's the way it always is, huh? Joey: What's that? Dawson: You don't choose what you love, it chooses you. Joey: Dawson, uh... I'm very sorry. I'm sorry for everything that happened last year and for doing what I had to do. I know how difficult it was and probably still must be. Dawson: It wasn't easy... Thinking about the two of you together every day, every night. Joey: You're actually the only person who hasn't dared ask the big question. Dawson: I'm the only person the answer could potentially kll. Joey: Wait here. [Joey goes in the house and comes out with a box] Joey: It's for you. Dawson: Ok. Wow. It's my very own brick. Joey: It's not just a brick. It's from Hemingway's home in the Keys. Dawson: Ernest? Joey: No. Frank. Of course Ernest. Dawson: You know the guy sht himself, Jo. Joey: Aside from that, I would like to offer it to you as a-- Dawson: please don't say "symbol." Joey: As an emblematic artifact representing the foundation of-- of a new friendship. Dawson: I feel like I'm at the ribbon-cutting of a new strip mall. Joey: Quit joking. Dawson: Truth is, Joey... It's gonna take a hell of a lot more than symbols for us to get back what we had, and right now I'm not even sure that I want to. We're just gonna have to take it one day at a time. Joey: I know. [Joey begins walking into the house and Dawson walks towards his car. Just as she is about to go inside...] Hey, Dawson. For what it's worth, the answer to that question everyone's been asking? It wouldn't kll you. [Joey goes inside and gets the car keys. She drives out to the boat to talk to Pacey.] Joey: [Clears throat] Well, I've decided something, and it is perhaps the singularly most important thing that I've realized in the last 45 minutes, so I must share it with you. This town has far too many stoplights for somebody who's not very good at driving stick. I stalled 7 times coming over here. Pacey: Too bad it wasn't 8. Joey: I stalled 7 times and 6 out of the 7 times, do you know what I thought about? You. It's this secret thing I do whenever I get really pissed off or confused or angry or sad. I--I think of you, and I immediately feel good inside. I guess it's kind of like taking a good mood pill or something. And I swore to myself that I would never tell you that I did this, because it is so girly and stupid, and I just told you because... I needed to score major points for not explaining what went down tonight or where I've been the last week when I haven't been on this boat. Pacey: Keep going. Joey: Pacey... I wanted to see Dawson tonight not because for 4 months of my life he was my boyfriend, but because for the better part of my life he was my friend. And as my friend, I hurt him deeply. Living with that fact has caused me no small amount of guilt over the past 3 months. So, yes, I have been preoccupied, and it has made my mind wander. But... My heart? That's a fixed point. 3 months riding the open waters couldn't shake it, and I'll be damned if I'll let your insecurities shake it. My heart never left this boat. It's never left you. As far as I can see, it's not going to any time soon. Pacey: Ok, you got me. I do want to know one thing, though. Joey: What's that? Pacey: I want to know what exactly it was you thought of the seventh time you stalled. Joey: That I was never going to drive stick again. Pacey: How very practical. [They share a long kiss] Joey: Hey, pace? Pacey: Hmm? Joey: Do you think we could do that thing that we do sometimes? Pacey: You wanna do that thing? Joey: Yeah. [It cuts to the interior of the boat. They are each laying in their own hammock, setup bunk bed style. Pacey in the top one and Joey on the bottom one. They are reading a book to each other] Joey: "The little mermaid could not take her eyes from the ship or from the beautiful prince. The colored lanterns had been extinguished. No more rockets rose in the air and the cannon had ceased fring. But the sea became restless and a moaning, grumbling sound could be heard beneath the waves." [She hands the book to Pacey to read] Pacey: "After awhile, the sails were quickly unfurled, "and the noble ship continued her passage, "but soon the waves rose higher. "Heavy clouds darkened the sky "and lightning appeared in the distance. "A dreadful storm approaching. "Once more the sails were reefed "and the great ship pursued her flying course over the raging sea. "To the little mermaid, this appeared pleasant sport. Not so for the sailors."	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x01 - Coming Home"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 402 - Falling Down n this episode: Senior year begins and Pacey finds out that he failed three of his junior year classes. Jen gets dumped by Henry and worse yet, she gets the news from Jack. Pacey panics about his future and tries to hide his failure from Joey. Joey, meanwhile, is worried about how to pay for the ivy league college she hopes to get into, and gets busy wrangling a job at the town's yacht club. Pacey's big sister Gretchen comes back to Capeside and sets Pacey straight and brightens Dawson's day as well. Original Airdate: October 11, 2000 [Scene: Outside the school. Joey and Pacey are walking to school together hand in hand.] Pacey: You know, they want to see me in the guidance office after school. Joey: So? Pacey: So, do they want to see you in the guidance office after school? Joey: No. Pacey: No. See, that right there is a bad sign. It means they're singling me out already. Joey: Aw, don't worry, sweetie. They probably want to extend a hand and let you know that they're there to help you fulfill your destiny as the world's greatest gas station attendant. Pacey: Oh, that's cute. Joey: What, suddenly teasing's out of the question? Pacey: Oh, no, tease away, you little hussy. But you do raise an interesting point. I think we should talk about it, now that we're back to school. Joey: Talk about what, exactly? Pacey: Well, uh, mutual wants and needs. Joey: Did you actually just say that out loud? Pacey: Like you said, we're a couple now, potter. And, as a couple, I think there's a couple things we need to discuss. Joey: Such as? Pacey: Kissing. Joey: Maybe. Pacey: Maybe? Joey: Well, if it's of the spontaneous variety. Pacey: Good lord, woman, you really are a fickle mistress, you know that? I mean, without kissing, what do we really have left? Joey: Precious little. We should probably break up. Pacey: Yeah, well, we had a good run, huh? Mm-hmm. [She turns to him before going into their classes and plants a huge kiss on him. As the are kissing Dawson walks up from behind them to find them kissing in the doorway to his class.] Dawson: Excuse me. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Sidewalk in town. Andie and Joey are walking together talking after school.] Andie: Senior year, how cool is that? I mean, there's so much to look forward to. Joey: Well, if I don't find a job soon, the only thing I have to look forward to is C.C.C. [Andie just looks at her]Capeside community college. Andie: Oh. Hey, well, there's always C.Y.C. Joey: What's that? Andie: Capeside yacht club. My father was just telling me they're looking for a waitress. Joey: You're high. Andie: Ha! Joey, come on, it's the Ice House with cute rich boys and way bigger tips. Joey: Yeah, and something tells me that the beautiful people would probably frown upon the applicant whose family name is synonymous with scandal. Andie: So make like you're one of them. Joey: Yeah, right. Andie: Ok, here's what you do. If you think the interview's starting to go south, you drop a name. Joey: Whose? Andie: Hmm, well, I would say you could use mine, but, heh, these days McPhee is synonymous with gay, crazy, and dysfunctional. Hey, how about the Rosses? They're on the board. Charles, Kate, and son Owen. Oh, my god, he is so gorgeous, so our age, and so eligible. Oh, and so perfect for me if i actually cared about those things. Joey: Ah, but you digress. Andie: Ok, so, anyway, Joey, where else are you gonna make that kind of money? Joey: Well, you know, there is always that strip club on the edge of town. [Scene: Outside the Record Store. Dawson is walking up to it and is about to enter when Gretchen, who is reading some ads on a wall, sees him.] Gretchen: Dawson Leery. Dawson: Gretchen, hey, what are you doing? Gretchen: Oh, scouting out some new digs. Dawson: Mm-hmm. Gretchen: Until my brother Douglas finds a suitable-- and I finger-quote "partner"-- he's best off living by his lonesome. So looks like I'm gonna be shacking up with my other equally irritating yet decidedly less a*l brother. Dawson: That's great. Good luck with that. [They enter the store] Gretchen: Listen, this is, of course, none of my business, but I can't tell you how much it breaks my heart to see once inseparable best friends so estranged. If there's anything that I can do... Clearly something you'd rather not talk about. Sorry. My bad. Dawson: Well, it's ok. Gretchen: Oh, my god. Dawson: What? Gretchen: Dawson, this is the most offensive collection of music I've ever seen. Dawson: Precisely. Which is why I'm trading them in. Gretchen: Yeah, but, Dawson, Vanilla Ice? What were you thinking? Dawson: I don't know. I was 10! Who has good taste in music when they're 10? Gretchen: By the time I was 10, I could rattle off the name of every band on the sub-pop label, and I was telling anybody who would listen that a guy named Kurt Cobain was about to change the face of music as we knew it. Dawson: And by the time I was 10, I could rattle off the name of every cinematographer Steven Spielberg ever worked with. Which somehow isn't that impressive, is it? Gretchen: Ok, what else do we have here? Ok, the Grateful dad. Now, why--why are you returning this? Dawson: My parents got me that CD. I just... Wasn't a big fan. Gretchen: Ok, ok. I can't believe I am standing in front of a teenage guy whose parents have better taste in music than he does. Shame on you, Dawson. Shame on you. [She just puts her hands up and turns and leaves. He just watches her leave and giggles to himself.] [Scene: Jen's Bedroom. Jen is on the laptop computer, when Jack enters her room.] Jack: You gotta be kidding me. That's like the umpteenth time today you've checked your e-mail. Jen: You lie. Jack: Thank you. I don't know... Every time i went by the computer lab today, I saw the same bosomy blonde behind the same Blueberry IMac. Jen: All right, all right. I admit it, you're right. Jack, I think it's clear that henry has forsaken me for another. Jack: Give the poor guy some time to get acclimated. Jen: I don't know, I mean, it's weird. It's--it's becoming a thing. Jack: What do you mean, a thing? Jen: A thing, an alarming trend. I mean, all summer long there were phone calls, e-mails, I.M.ing each other to the point of exhaustion, but now when I go online he's never there, and when I call he's strangely unavailable. I mean, I'm starting to feel like I did something wrong. Is it possible that I'm not a very good cybersex partner? [Jen stands up an Jack goes over to the computer to check his mail.] Jack: I'm sure you're a very generous and giving cyber-lover, Jen. Computer: You've got mail! [He looks at the message and a disturbed look crosses his face, but Jen can't see it because she is behind him on the other side of the room] Jen: Who wrote you? Jack: Um... No one. [He closes the laptop.] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Mrs. Valentine is interviewing Joey for the waitress position.] Mrs. Valentine: Now, what exactly is an Ice House? Joey: It's a restaurant. Um, well, it brned down last year. Mrs. Valentine: Oh, how unfortunate. Sounds like a charming little joint. Joey: Well, daddy, you know, he thought it was a good idea for me to get out there and mingle with the little people. Mrs. Valentine: And what does daddy do, dear? Joey: Pharmaceuticals. Daddy made his fortune in the pharmaceutical world. Mrs. Valentine: Oh, well, then, why is it, I wonder, that I don't see the potter name on our roster? Joey: I guess we're just not much of the joining kind. Mrs. Valentine: Where do you summer, then? Joey: I spent my summer sailing, actually. Mrs. Valentine: Oh, well, that sounds lovely. I have to ask. Were you a deck hand or a stowaway? Joey: Excuse me, but, um, before I submit to another second of your thinly veiled bitchery, do you need a waitress or not? Mrs. Valentine: Hmm. Yes, now that I recall, that position's already been filled. Joey: Terrific. Oh, by the way, I'll be sure to tell the Rosses that you said hello. Mrs. Valentine: Excuse me. You know the Rosses? Joey: Charlie, Kate, and Owen? Oh, from way back. How do you think I heard about this position? They're on the board here, aren't they? Mrs. Valentine: Oh, Miss Potter, I think perhaps... You and I got off on the wrong foot. Please. [Scene: School Guidance Office. Pacey walks in to see Mitch in there going through some of the files.] Pacey: Hey there, Mitch...Mister Leery. What are you doing here? Mitch: Just, uh, filling in until they find a new guidance counselor. Pacey: What'd they do with the old guidance counselor? Mitch: Right. You mean the one who referred to you fondly as, and I quote, "one of the most aggressively mediocre students ever to galumph his way through the halls at Capeside high." Poor man was heard muttering your name as he stumbled off into early retirement. Pacey: Poor guy. So, why does this bring me here? Mitch: Ok, so, here's the deal. They have dumped some of the special scheduling cases into my lap. Pacey: What's so special about me? Apart from the obvious, of course. Mitch: Well, for starters, you seem to lack a certain amount of classification at the moment. And you seem to lack a certain amount of clarity at the moment. What happened to you this summer? Pacey: Nothing. I went sailing. Mitch: Right. But, um, well, from the look of things, you should have been somewhere else. Pacey: And where is that exactly? Mitch: Right here. Pacey: Here? Mitch: You should have been in summer school, Pacey. Pacey: That sounds like a terrible way to spend the summer. Mitch: Tell me something. Before you took off, did you happen to, oh, look at your report card? Pacey: I took off a couple of days after school let out. Mitch: Well, you know, had you looked, you might have noticed that you flunked Science, History, and English. 3 biggies, Pacey. Pacey: Well, that sucks. Mitch: Look, Pacey, I don't, uh, really know how to do this, exactly. I've had the distinct pleasure of watching you grow up. You certainly are one of the most endearing pests I've ever met. But I'm not your teacher, ok? I'm not your guidance counselor. I'm just a friend. So, help me out here, ok? I mean, cut the glibness and just listen to me for a second? You're in deep trouble here. Pacey: So what can I do about it? Mitch: You can take these classes over. Pacey: When? Mitch: Every day, after school. Pacey: Well, I was gonna get a job. I kind of need the money, you know? Mitch: No, I don't think you're understanding me, Pacey. You're gonna have to work your ass off this year. Pacey: And what if I can't do it? Mitch: No, you can. You just focus. Pacey: But what if I actually can't? Mitch: Well, then, come this may, you're gonna watch your friends graduate without you, start their lives without you. They'll be heading off for higher education, and you'll be gearing up for another year at Capeside high. How's that sound, Pacey? [Commercial Break] [Scene: An old beach house. Gretchen is taking Pacey on a tour of the place.] Gretchen: What do you think? Pacey: I think I hate it. Gretchen: Well, I think it's charming. Pacey: Charming? It's like something out of better homes & crap. Gretchen: Ok, you see crap, I see potential. Pacey: Well, no, I see potential, too. I see the potential for rats to gnaw at our extremities while we sleep. Gretchen: It needs but a fresh coat of paint and a woman's touch. Pacey: Mm-hmm. And all we need to do is get the word out that the local crack den has shut down. Gretchen: Why are you being such a naysayer? Pacey: Because it becomes me. Gretchen: Ok, face facts, Pacey. We don't have a lot of money. So that kller condo that you had your eye on is pretty much out of the question. But this place, while lacking in many creature comforts, is totally within our budgetary limitations. And you know what that means? Pacey: Well, I'm guessing it means we get to split the utilities with the cockroaches. Gretchen: No. It means we are going to turn this place into a home, Pacey. I promise. Pacey: Yeah, and until then, we just have to get used to brushing our teeth with brown water. Gretchen: Ok, you seem to have a particularly nasty case of "first day at school." Does senior status not bring you any joy whatsoever? Pacey: You know, it's funny you should mention that, 'cause it turns out, I'm not exactly a senior. Gretchen: Oh, yeah? Then what exactly are you? Pacey: Well, I'm screwed. I'm totally screwed. Gretchen: Ok, elaborate. Pacey: Well... It seems as though I managed to fail 3 classes last year. Yeah. 3. You know, so now I gotta retake those 3 classes and pass all of this year's classes if I wanna have any hope of graduating. Gretchen: Ok. Um... Ok, so you do it. You know, y-you work really hard this year, and you do it. It's not that big of a deal. What does Joey think? You haven't told her? Why? Pacey: Because Joey is smart, but Pacey is an idiot, and I'm trying not to make her any more aware of that fact than she already is. Gretchen: You are not an idiot, Pacey. And something tells me that Joey's feelings for you are not contingent on your GPA. Listen, I can stand here and tell you that everything's gonna be ok, but it's gonna sound a lot better coming from her. So tell her, ok? [Scene: Capeside Yacht Club. Joey is working very busily hoping from one table to another] Joey: [Clatter] Excuse me. Man: Excuse me? [She goes by one table and the man stops her.] Joey: May I help you? Man: That's up for debate actually. Joey: Well, as you can see I don't really have a lot of time for verbal Ping-Pong. Man: Half an hour ago, I dropped down on one knee and begged you for an iced tea and a club sandwich. Joey: You're right. I am so sorry. Man: Don't worry about it, I know how it is. Joey: Well, I doubt that. Man: Let me guess. The boyfriend bailed when the stick turned blue, leaving his rusted-out Camaro up on blocks on your lawn, forcing you to drop out of school and rely on your not-so-reliable alkie mom to watch the little carpet monkey while you wait tables on your high horse. None of which is my problem, hon. This is seriously going to cut into your gratuity. [Laughs] Oh, come on! Where's your sense of humor? I was kidding. Well, not kidding actually. More like, uh, conducting an experiment. My father, who is a world-class cretin, says stuff like that to the help all the time. And I always think, "what an idiot!" You know? I mean, they're just gonna go back in the kitchen and spit in his food. Or worse even. Joey: Fancy that. Would you excuse me while I go check on your order? Man: You would, wouldn't you? Joey: Would what? Man: Spit in my food. Joey: Or worse even. Man: [Chuckles] I knew it! You strike me as very much in touch with your dark side. Thank you for your candor. Joey: Oh, my pleasure. Man: First day on the job, huh? Joey: Yes. Man: And, uh, how much do you hate them already? Joey: Who? Man: The superficial snobs laying down huge sums for the privilege of frolicking in the presence of other members of their tribe. Creeps. Joey: Wow. Cue the violins. You know, nothing tugs the heartstrings like the anguished cry of a poor little rich boy. Would you sign, please? Man: Sure. [Signs the slip Owen Ross] Something wrong? Joey: Your order will be right up. [Scene: Dawson's Room. Dawson is sitting on his bed listening to a CD when his father comes into the room] [Music playing] Dawson: Hey. Mitch: Do I detect something vaguely of my generation? Dawson: Yeah. I've been giving that grateful dad album you and mom gave me a second chance. I don't get it. I still don't have the slightest inclination to drop acid or start using hemp products or incorporate anything remotely tie-dyed into my wardrobe. Mitch: Well, Dawson... The dad were a phenomenon to be experienced live. Thousands of nomadic fans, the endless jams... That's never gonna come through those headphones. Dawson: Do you ever just get the feeling that you and mom are maybe a little cooler than I am? Mitch: It's a burden, but we cope. Dawson: [Chuckles] good to know. Mitch: I saw Pacey at school today. Dawson: Oh, yeah? Me, too. Mitch: I had to sit down with him about his schedule this year. Dawson: Uh-huh. Mitch: He's in trouble, Dawson. Dawson: And that concerns me how? Mitch: Well, look, I know that Pacey isn't your favorite person right now, but trust me, you're not always going to feel like that. Dawson: I don't know, dad. I can maybe see this one standing the test of time. Mitch: Hear me out. Pacey has gotten himself in some real academic trouble. Without the support of his friends, he might not graduate high school. Dawson: Well, what do you expect me to do about it? Mitch: I don't know. But I've always taken pride in the fact that my son is someone his friends can turn to when they need him. Dawson: Ok, dad, I... I realize this might seem a little hyper dramatic from the cool, calm perspective of an adult, but this is my world, ok? My life. My quote-unquote best friend pursued a relationship with a girl that I've loved in one way or another for as long as I can remember. And that hurts so much that sometimes I can't sit still. Now, I think I've done a pretty good job of trying to move forward, but that doesn't mean that Pacey gets to go on reaping the benefits of my friendship. All right? He's on his own. I can't help him. Mitch: Well, maybe you know someone who can. [Scene: Andie's Bedroom. Andie and Jack enter carrying some clothes. They put down the clothes and begin folding them.] Andie: You're kidding me. He wants to break up with her? Jack: Well, he said he wants to take a break. Andie: After all that? After doggedly pursuing her for an entire school year, after scores of grand romantic gestures, after behavior that clearly licensed professionals would call stalking, he wants to take a break? Jack: Yeah, well, look. He's at a new school, girls are flirting with him, and he's confused. Henry's a great guy but, you know, he's 16. Andie: Guys are maddening creatures. Jack: Heh! Tell me about it. Andie: So what did you tell him? Jack: I said I'd talk to her. Andie: Hmm, no. Jack, I don't think that's a good idea. In fact, it borders on the terrible. Jack: Why? Andie: Because whatever is between Jen and Henry is firmly and clearly between Jen and Henry. And besides, if a guy was gonna break up with me--god! I would hope that he would be big enough to do it on his own instead of sending an intermediary in. [Scene: The deck of the True Love. Joey and Pacey are sitting on the deck of the True Love, as it is in moorings, and eating a pizza.] Joey: So glad we could make reservations. You know, personally I find the food leaves a little something to be desired, but...Gotta love the atmosphere. [Song playing on radio] So, how was your day, honey? Pacey: Oh, it was just swell. Joey: I think you're just a little grumpy because we're not in the middle of the Atlantic anymore. Pacey: Hey, look, I could have this baby packed up and ready to go in about 15 minutes. You just gotta give me the word. I guarantee all this school stuff will still be here when we get back. Root beer? Joey: No Thanks. Our summer at sea was an exceptionally lovely then, but this is now. It's our senior year. Do you have any idea what that means? Pacey: Well, if I had a car I guess I could park it in the senior lot. That'd be pretty cool. Joey: Read my lips, Pace. One more year. Then no more classes, no more books Pacey: No more Dawson's dirty looks? Joey: Ahem. So what was that whole guidance counselor office thing about anyway? Pacey: You know what? Can we just for tonight pretend like we're one of those couples that can consume a meal in blissfully dysfunctional silence? Joey: Ok. [Pacey hands her some cheese] Thanks. Well, do you wanna hear about my new job? Pacey: [Mouth full] What new job? Joey: You're looking at Capeside yacht club's newest serving wench. Pacey: Congratulations. Joey: Don't sound too excited for me there, Pacey. Pacey: Well, I didn't know you were so fixated on getting a job. Joey: Well, yeah. I mean, you of all people should know how badly i need to make the extra money. I mean, without it, I'm doomed to roam the streets of Capeside for eternity, which is unacceptable. You know, I'm-- I'm not ending up some townie. Pacey: [Chuckles] When did you become a snob, Ms. Potter? Joey: What are you talking about? Pacey: Well, what's wrong with being a townie? Joey: Well, nothing Pacey: No, honestly. If someone lives in the same place their whole life, that somehow makes them a bad person? Joey: No of course not Pacey: what if I was to become a townie? Joey: You're not that kind of a person. Pacey: Whoa! I didn't ask what type of person I was, I said, what if I became a townie? Would that somehow make me less desirable to you? [Joey Sighs] Guess that's my answer. Joey: What's going on with you? Pacey: Nothing. Joey: So why are you trying to pick a fight with me all of a sudden? Pacey: I'm not trying to pick a fight with you. Joey: Yes, you are. I mean, something is going on with you, and you obviously don't want to talk about it, which is fine, ok? I understand that. But, I mean, please don't sit here and-- and try to pick some random fight with me just to make yourself feel better. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Homeroom class. The teacher is taking attendance.] Teacher: Wagner? Girl: Here. Teacher: Wilson? Boy: Present. Teacher: Witter? Witter? [Dawson looks over at the empty desk near him] Teacher: Young? Girl: Here. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey goes up to Owen who is sitting on the dock and fills his glass of iced tea.] Joey: Can I get you anything else? Owen: Ok, weird girl, what gives? Joey: What do you mean? Owen: First of all, you haven't let my iced tea get past the halfway mark all afternoon, second, you've been smiling and hovering like some kind of mental patient, and worst of all, you totally dropped that whole snappy sarcasm thing you had working for you yesterday. Joey: I'm just trying to do my job. Owen: Yeah, well, at least yesterday you were entertaining. Today, you're just creeping me out. Hey, sit down for a second. Joey: Why? Owen: I want you to see something. Joey: What am I looking at? Owen: Ok, what do you see? [Points at a group of people.] Joey: A guy in a polo shirt trading stock tips with Mr. and Mrs. Dull. Normal? Owen: Pretty boring, huh? Joey: Sure. Owen: What if I told you that polo shirt guy has thrice weekly motel room meetings with Mrs. Dull Normal? Joey: Really? Owen: Mm-hmm. Joey: Does Mr. Dull Normal know? Owen: Of course not. He's too busy acting out his own mid-life crisis with the poor man's Pamela Anderson over there. [Points at a rather well endowed woman] Joey: Are those real? Owen: Hardly. Her silicon valley is the work of that gentleman over yonder, Capeside's own Dr. Liposuction, who is a creep of the highest degree. And that one? She is the worst of them all. Once upon a time, she was married to one of the beautiful people, this, uh, New York city rainmaker who-- well, as these things tend to go-- eventually traded her in for a younger model. Divorce followed quickly thereafter, which came as a real nasty shock to the system, because the poor gal got nice and used to the money. So, she packed up the kid and got herself a job where she could be around the fortune 500 set all day long. And now she's the next best thing... Rich by association. Joey: Wow. No wonder she's such a bitch. How do you know all this stuff? Owen: Hang around this place long enough, you absorb a lot of useless information. It's so funny. These people... All the money in the world and not an ounce of class. [Scene: The walkway along the shore. Jack is sitting there waiting when Jen comes up to him.] [Crickets chirping] Jen: What's happening, gorgeous? Jack: Hey. Jen: So, you rang, I ran. What's up? Jack: I don't know. Sit and talk to me. Jen: Here?! Jack: Yeah, why not? Jen: [Chuckles] It's just-- it's kinda romantic, don't you think? Jack, are you thinking about a crossover episode? Because if so, now's bad timing. I's a taken woman. Jack: Any word from Henry? Jen: No. No, but, you know, I was thinking about what you said the other day, and you're right. I'm just gonna give him some time, let him settle in, then we'll talk and things will be fine. Jack: Yeah. You know, let me ask you something. W-what if, uh, what if things went the other way? Jen: What other way? Jack: You know, what if you guys talked and things weren't fine? Jen: And why would that be? Jack: Well, I'm just saying, you know, have you thought about the possibility of things not working out? Jen: Where's this stuff coming from? Jack: Heh! No where. Forget it. I'm sorry, forget it. Tell you what, let's get some dinner. All right? Come on. Jen: Jack? Have you talked to henry? Jack: Yes. Jen: [Clears throat] All right, what the hell's going on? Jack: Look, I'm just worried about you, Jen. Jen: He asked you to talk to me, didn't he? Jack: [Sputters] no, n-no, he Jen: Jack, is Henry breaking up with me? Jack: I--I don't Jen: You know, he's lying to you, and you're lying to me. Jack: No, Jen, come on Jen: Just leave me alone. [Scene: Joey's house. Joey is inside when the doorbell rings.] Joey: [Doorbell rings] I got it! Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: It's not too late, I hope. Joey: Oh, not at all, of course not. Come on in. Dawson: Ok. I--I wanted to return these. Joey: [Chuckles] You're kidding me, right? Dawson: No. No, I--I was going through my, uh, CD collection, trying to weed out some of the more embarrassing reminders of my callow youth, and I came across your counting crows collection. Joey: Dawson, you borrowed those, like, 3 years ago. Dawson: Yeah, I know. I apologize for my appalling lack of etiquette. Uh, um? Uh...No. I, uh... So I should go. Joey: Why? Dawson: Because it's none of my business. Joey: What is it? Dawson: Pacey. Joey: Ok, you're gonna have to start making some sense here, Dawson. Dawson: [Sighs] you know, just-- just talk to Pacey, ok? Joey: About? Dawson: About school. He's in trouble. Joey: What are you talking about? Dawson: Well, he didn't show up for school today. And if he's not careful, he's gonna flunk out. I can't for the life of me figure out why I should even care about this, but... I'm here, and if there's anyone who can help him out it's you, so Joey: Well, no offense, Dawson, but if Pacey was in such dire straits, don't you think I would know about it? Dawson: No, I don't. Joey: Why? Dawson: Don't you get it, Jo? When you love someone, you want her to be proud of you, you want her to think there's nothing in the world that you're incapable of. And the thought of disappointing her is-- it's crippling. Good night. [Scene: The Beach house Porch. Pacey is outside when Gretchen walks Joey out to join him.] Gretchen: There he is. Try not to bruise him. Pacey: Hey, there's my girl. Joey: Why weren't you in school today? Why are you suddenly in danger of flunking out? Why do I have to hear about it from Dawson? Why does Dawson know more about your life right now than I do, Pacey? Pacey: Well, because apparently Leery senior has a very big mouth. And, oh, how I bet junior loved being on the receiving end of that news. Joey: Can we just stick to the point, please? Pacey: No, honestly, I'm sure he loved hearing that, you know? Now he's salivating. The guy gets to swoop in on his soul mate with a big fat "I told you so." Joey: Are you delusional? Dawson has zero to do with this, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah, sure. Joey: Do you have any idea how insulting it is to know that I come up last on your list of people to contact in case of an emergency? Pacey: Jo, this is not that big a deal, you know? I'm handling it. Joey: And how does cutting school translate into "handling it," Pacey? Why does this even surprise me? Pacey: What exactly is that supposed to mean? Joey: Exactly what I said. This is how you deal with everything. You run away. You take the easy way out every time. Pacey: Well, I guess that's why I'm such a loser. Joey: You know, you're not a loser, Pacey. I didn't spend my summer with a loser, you know, building what I thought was an incredible foundation for a relationship. I thought that we were a great team. It turns out I guess I couldn't have been more wrong. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Beach House. Pacey is sleeping on the couch when Gretchen comes and wakes him up.] Gretchen: I want you to get up, take a shower, button up your best bowling shirt, and go and apologize to that girlfriend of yours. Pacey: Do you think maybe you could just leave me alone? Gretchen: Pacey, this girl is a keeper, and I cannot in good conscience allow you to blow it because you're scared. Pacey: What are you talking about? I'm not scared! Gretchen: Like a little girl. Pacey: Oh, what do you know? Gretchen: And if you're not careful, you are gonna sabotage this relationship before it has a chance to become something. Pacey: I'm gonna sabotage it, huh? Hmm. Methinks you've been watching a little too much Oprah. Gretchen: I am serious, Pacey. Pacey: Well, what do you expect? You know, I've had to listen in stereo all my life to my brother and my father telling me how stupid I am. How can I help not feeling like a moron sometimes? Gretchen: You're right, they're jerks. Both of them, you know. But get over it already. I mean, dad and Doug have so many problems between them you should just throw them a huge pity party. And they're not your problem. Pacey: Oh, please tell me, great oracle of Capeside, who is? Gretchen: Your problem is Dawson. Don't tell me you don't hear him. You know, whispering in your ear, telling you that you're not good enough. But he's just a ghost, Pace. She picked you, and now you have to deal with it. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey enters the room as Mrs. Valentine is going through some receipts] Joey: You wanted to see me? Mrs. Valentine: Have a seat, Ms. Potter. I was going over yesterday's receipts, and I noticed that a couple of them were signed by Owen Ross. Joey: Right. Mrs. Valentine: Thought you said you were a good friend of the family? Joey: I am. Mrs. Valentine: Well, if you're such a good friend, wouldn't you know he and his family are in Paris until after the first of the year? Joey: But that doesn't make any sense. Mrs. Valentine: No, it doesn't. Joey: Mrs. Valentine, he was here. I served him. He was very rude. Mrs. Valentine: Yeah. I'm not sure this is going to work out, Ms. Potter. [Owen Enters] Drue: Actually, mom, the Ross kid was here. Mrs. Valentine: Drue, honey, I'm right in the middle of something here. Drue: Gotcha, moms, but, uh, maybe you didn't hear what I said. Owen Ross... He, uh, was here. Saw him, own 2 eyes. And I saw Joey here waiting on him, and I think you might want to commend her for the way she handled him because that guy, he can be real high maintenance. [Scene: Outside on the docks. Drue is cleaning a boat as Joey comes up to him, she is angry.] Joey: What just happened in there? Drue: Hey, could you watch your tone, please? I think I just saved your job. Joey: Who the hell are you? Drue: Drue. Drue Valentine. Joey: Mrs. Valentine... That's your mom? Drue: Hey, you pick up quick. Joey: But you said all that horrible stuff about her. Drue: Which doesn't make it any less true. Joey: You lied to me. Drue: Correction. I was playing with you. Joey: Why? Drue: It was fun. My mom told me about the new girl, the one who was a friend of the Rosses. I took one look at you and knew that you lied your way into the job. Which I totally dig about you, by the way. Joey: [Sighs] you're a freak. Drue: Ok, all right, so I'm not who I said I was. Big deal. I'm actually a lot more fun. [Scene: The Dawson Pier. Jen and Dawson are on the end of it talking to each other. Dawson is trying to console Jen.] Dawson: It's ok to be hurt, Jen. Jen: I'm not hurt, Dawson. It's just that only real boyfriend that I ever had enlisted the help of my best friend to dump me, and... You know, I'm-- and I'm just angry. Dawson: Take it from somebody who spent the better part of last spring angry at the world. [Sighs] It's not worth it. I mean, it might numb the pain a little bit, but it's basically just a distraction. [Exhales deeply] I don't know. Point is, if you do it right, Jen, loving someone's gonna hurt. And the sooner you let yourself feel that, the sooner you'll be able to love again. Jen: Dawson, I really don't need one of your sappy self-help seminars right now. Dawson: Just trying to repay a favor. Oh, what? You've been sage to my simpleton more times than I care to count. Jen: God, why didn't just you throw me into oncoming traffic? Dawson: You know, because you helped me through the worst of times. I've really learned a lot from you, Jen. Jen: Really? Like how to downward spiral your way into adulthood? Dawson: [Laughing] No! No, you didn't. You're the one who taught me that love can suck. Things change, passions fade, partners come and go. But that through it all, one thing remains sacred, and that's friendship. And it's true because... I mean... God, without you guys this summer, this would have been a huge black hole of depression for me. Jen: Do you have to be so damned earnest? It's disgusting really. I mean, it makes me wanna drown you in the creek. Dawson: Oh, it's part of my charm. Funny thing about friends. Sometimes they bring you the worst of news, but it's always with the best of intentions. [As they walk off the pier, Jack comes up to join them.] Dawson: Jack. Jack: Hey. Dawson: Thank god. Take her off my hands for a while? Jack: Sure. Dawson: I'll see you around. [He leave them alone.] Jack: Hey. Jen: [Laughs] All right, I--I think I owe you a fairly huge apology. Jack: Ok, that was supposed to be my line. Jen: You're sorry, I'm sorry, somebody's always sorry. I mean, relationships are just one big sorry after another, culminating in a big final messy sorry. Jack: Sounds like someone's drowning herself in an economy-sized vat of self-pity. Jen: Come on, Jack. Aren't the recently dumped allowed to wallow just a bit? Jack: I'm really sorry, Jen. Jen: Me, too. I'm... Sorry for klling the messenger. I just didn't need you to be the one to give me the bad news. I needed you to be my shoulder. Jack: Come here. Better late than never? [Scene: The docks. Joey is sitting on a box when Pacey comes up to join her.] Pacey: Hey, there's my girl. You're not liking me so much right now, are you? Joey: Not so much, no. Pacey: So, you know, I'm talking to my sister, and she says to me, "that's actually not such a bad idea to discuss your problems with your girlfriend." Joey: Nice to know someone in the Witter family can boast a brain cell or two. Pacey: You're not gonna make this easy on me, are you? Ok. So where do I start? Joey: Wherever you want. Pacey: Well, I should probably just start first by saying that you, Josephine potter, have just wrecked me. In the best possible way, you have absolutely wrecked me. Because, you see, I fell in love with you knowing that there was never any possibility of being with you, knowing full well that a sizeable chunk of your heart would... Always be wrapped up in our friend Dawson. And that much was actually ok with me, right up until the point that you chose me. [Sighs] 'cause then you just turned everything on its head. Then I got everything that I wanted, and from that day forward I've just been a wreck. Joey: Why? Pacey: Because... Now all I can do is just wait for the other shoe to drop. You know, just wait for you to realize what a big mistake you've made. Wait for you to realize that I'm just gonna be a big disappointment. And just wait for you to realize that-- that Dawson is the guy that you want to be with. Joey: Pacey, what does Dawson have to do with you screwing up at school? Pacey: Well, nothing and everything. Dawson leery would... Never have screwed up like I did, Jo. It just wouldn't have happened. Joey: You know that. You're right. Do you know what else Dawson would never do? He would never inspire me to run away with him for the summer. It just wouldn't happen, and you know that. We had a magic summer, Pacey. I mean, we shared something that I'm gonna remember for the rest of my life. I mean, don't you see? We're creating our own history here. A history that has nothing to do with Dawson. Pacey: That's a nice way of looking at it. Joey: Yeah. But, you know, this is-- this is where it gets rough. What do you mean? We spent 3 months on the sea, but... We didn't even come close to weathering the storm. We ran away. We made our own reality and... It was so wonderful-- but it couldn't last forever. Nor should it. Heh. Pacey, a relationship isn't about a romantic 3-month cruise. It's gonna be the details that define us. You know, like... The moments. Pacey: Ok. Joey...I am... Really scared. Um... I think that I screwed up and I'm gonna flunk out of high school. [Exhales deeply] so I need your help um...Really badly. Joey: That's all you needed to say, pace. Pacey: Heh! Oh, easy for you to say. Joey: Oh, but, whatever it takes, we're gonna fix it. You know, I mean, everything's gonna be ok. Pacey: How can you be sure? Joey: I'm not going anywhere without you. Pacey: Looking for special things inside of me inside of me inside of me inside of me Potter? Joey: Yeah? Pacey: How come you're so much smarter than I am? Joey: I'm not that much smarter, pace. You just happen to be a little emotionally retrd. Pacey: Is that it? Joey: Yeah! Pacey: Oh, that's such a load off my mind. [Laughs] let's go make out some more. Joey: Sounds romantic. Pacey: Well, you're far too cynical for my romantic overtures. Joey: Doesn't mean you don't earn points for trying. Pacey: Oh, come on. You love me. Joey: And you bug me. 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Episode 403 - The Storm [Scene: Capeside High, classroom. Dawson and Joey are in English class and the teacher is discussing Shakespeare.] Teacher: The Two Gentlemen of Verona. Not one of the bard's best, but an interesting apprentice piece nonetheless. In the high-spirited Silvia, we see the first version of a character we're later going to come to know as Juliet. In the 2 male characters Proteus and Valentine [Drue plays with Joey's hair] Joey: Next time, I draw blood. Drue: It's your own fault. I'm new here, and you're not being very nice to me. Joey: I'm not trying to be. Drue: But then again you don't strike me as very popular, so you can turn around now. You're of no use to me. Teacher: I hate to interrupt, Miss Potter, but maybe you could tell us what the two gentlemen of Verona is all about. Joey: Uh, well, it's a Teacher: could you raise the volume a notch? I don't speak mumble. Joey: It's about a girl who comes between 2 guys. Teacher: Right you are. 2 guys, a girl, and no pizza place. [no one laughs]Uh, how did the play make you feel, Miss Potter? Joey: I didn't think it was very realistic. I mean, Valentine is this cardboard-cutout hero, and Proteus is unfairly painted as a villain. I just think these scenarios are actually a lot more complicated. Dawson: [Chuckles] Teacher: Mr. Leery, do I sense an opposing viewpoint in your little chortle? Dawson: No, no. It was nothing. Teacher: Please, please. Elaborate. Dawson: Well, um, I don't think it's a story about a girl coming between 2 guys. I think it's about the friendship between the 2 guys. Joey: Which fails when the girl comes between them. Dawson: It fails because one friend betrays the other. I mean, Proteus is a lousy friend. Joey: Valentine isn't such a great guy. I mean, he's so fixated on his honor that he totally loses sight of everything else around him. Dawson: He was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. He gave up the girl he loved. You think that's a bad thing? Joey: I think nothing about this topic is black and white, Dawson. [Drue raises his hands] Teacher: Drue. Drue: Gene and roger here have a fantastic energy, but they're sort of all over the place. Now I for one would love to see them engage in a prepared debate about the merits of the play. Joey: Would you mind your own business? Teacher: I think that is a splendid idea. I've never generated so much heat out of what is arguably Shakespeare's worst comedy. And you know what would make it even better? If you teamed up with them, Drue, threw your own viewpoint into the mix. I look forward to a lively debate from the 3 of you... Tomorrow. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Inside Gram's kitchen. Jen comes out of her bedroom and walks into the kitchen sher Grams is there holding an umbrella.] Grams: Jen, look at that. It's almost time for me to be picking you up at school. Jen: I'm not even an hour late yet. That doesn't break my record. Grams: Skipping school is no way for a young lady to handle her problems. Jen: I had a lot of any femme music to weed through this morning, and I happen to resent the interruption. Grams: Those songs you listen to only exacerbate your sadness. Jen: Well, then you're missing the point 'cause I'm not sad. No, I've moved on from sad. I am currently in the thick of pissed off. Grams: Good! Then you'll recognize my attitude if you pull this routine one more time. Jen: What happened to the kinder, gentler grams? I miss her. Grams: Oh, Jennifer, I'm not so old that I don't remember how important seeing your fall term is. Jen: Old enough to call it fall term. Grams: Much of what your next 4 years will be decided now, Jennifer, and I will not let a momentary heartache squander any opportunities you may have. I'm hereby putting a 48 hour cap on your melancholy. Jen: You can't cap my melancholy. Grams: Watch me. Now here. Stay dry. Jen: Have you looked outside today? 'Cause it happens to be beautiful. Grams: Today is a red-letter day in the farmer's almanac. Rain is definitely predicted. [Scene: Capeside High Hallway. Dawson and Joey are walking out of class and stop by her locker.] Dawson: So, leery manor or the B&B? Where you want to get together? Joey: Dawson, are you ok with this? Dawson: Well, rather than debate the awkwardness of the situation, I'd much prefer we just got it over with. Joey: Ok. Well, um, I have to work. So you're going to have to come down to the yacht club. Dawson: Ok. Are you going to be able to, uh, focus down there? Joey: Ha. Yeah. The place is a tomb on Thursday nights. Well, except for one old geezer who always shows up for the prime rib special. Dawson: All right. Sounds cool. I'll see you later. [Pacey walks towards them with Jen and upon seeinf him, dawson leaves] Pacey: Someone couldn't have high-tailed it out of here fast enough. Joey: And you are in such a race to start conversation with him? Jen: Mmm. She's right, Pacey. One day one of you is going to have to put an end to this great era of silence. Pacey: But not me and not today. Today I am celebrating. Joey: Celebrating? Jen: Pacey done good. Pacey: Oh, Pacey done very good. Pacey got his first "A." Joey: Hmm? Good omen, yeah? Pacey: And I couldn't have done it without you. Joey: I was but a mere study aide. Pacey: Sure you were. So now, you're going to come sailing with me this afternoon, because this afternoon is the absolute last beautiful day of the season, and you have been conscripted to be my deck hand. Joey: I'd love to, pace, but I have a project to do. Pacey: Put it off for one day? Joey: It's due tomorrow. And... Pacey: Am I missing something here? Joey: It's with Dawson. It wasn't planned. It was assigned. Pacey: Well, isn't that cute? Jen: I'll go with you if you want. I mean, maybe the open horizon will serve to lift my spirits a bit. Huh? Pacey: Really? Jen: Yeah. Joey: There you go. Willing victim. Jen: Oh, 2 things. First of all, I absolutely refuse to make out with you, and second of all, there's a distinct possibility that I'll puke. Joey: What do you know? Those are my 2 things. [Scene: Andie's Bedroom. Andie is there fixing her hair when Jack walks by her door.] Andie: Hey, wait! Jack, Jack! Come here. Jack: Ok. Andie: So. Up like this? Or down? Jack: Don't ask me hair questions. Andie: Jack! Eh, you know what? Down. It's more relaxed. You know, I've got that interview today at the yacht club, so... Jack: I didn't know you were looking for a job. Andie: Duh, Jack! College interviews. Jack: Oh, yeah. Right. Yeah. It's that time. Andie: For those of us who started the application process, yes. Jack: This one for Harvard? Andie: No. Uh, you know, that guy Drue? Well, his mom, Miss Valentine, she's one of the alums of the backup schools I'm looking at. So, uh, you know it's always crucial to make a good first impression. [Andie almost falls over.] Jack: Whoa! Andie! You ok? Andie: Yeah, yeah. I just got a little dizzy. That's all. Jack: Here. Why--here. Sit down. Andie: Yeah. Jack: It's that new drug you started, isn't it? Andie: Yeah, Nardil. Yeah, it's actually working pretty well. Better than anything else I've tried. Jack: I know this is preventative, but are you sure you're ok with it? Andie: It is a little scary, but it's just like dr. Newman said-- "in times of high stress, it can't hurt to have an extra line of defense." Jack: You can always try my tactic. Just forget altogether that you're a senior. Andie: [Laughs] yeah, right. Only, I wasn't born with those genes. Ok. How do I look? Jack: Like you should be interviewing her. [Scene: Dawson's living room. Mitch and Gale come downstairs and sit on the couch, wrapped in blankets and carrying tissues. Dawson walks in to the room behind them.] Dawson: Oh, so you're sick now, too? Mitch: Uh, I got the sniffly part. Gale: Oh, I still got that nauseous part. Dawson: Well, you know, maybe if you two kept your tongues out of each other's throats for 2 seconds, you'd stop passing this thing back and forth. Gale: Take a good look, honey. This is marriage. Dawson: All right. I've got to go to the yacht club. I got some homework to do. Mitch: Mmm. A sociology report on the wealthy? Dawson: No. I've got a project to do with Joey. Wasn't our idea. We got assigned. Mitch: Are you ok with that? Dawson: Why does everybody treat me like my head is going to spontaneously explode every time her name is mentioned? Gale: Because it did. Dawson: 3 months ago. Which in teenager time is like a decade. Joey's got her life and I've got mine. Gale: And Pacey? Dawson: I see you've joined dad in your great Pacey watch 2000. Sorry I don't have any updates. Oh, except for the fact that he seems to hate me even more since I let Joey know about his grade situation. Thanks for the tip, pop. Mitch: You did the right thing. Dawson: Well, I'm all out of right things as far as Pacey's concerned. You guys want me to get you anything before I go? Mitch: No. On your way out, would you shut the windows back there? The wind's starting up. Dawson: Will do. All right. [Scene: On the deck of the True Love. Pacey and Jen are sailing around. Enjoying the beautiful weather.] Jen: It'll be hard as hell to turn this boat around and come back to reality. Pacey: That's an understatement. Jen: Oh, you can just forget about the world out here. Pacey: Yeah. You could almost forget that your girlfriend's spending the entire afternoon with her ex-soulmate. Jen: Pacey, you know, I am probably the last person on earth that you should be out here with. Pacey: Oh, that's not true. Ever seen Dougie in a Speedo? Jen: I mean, I love you and Joey, but if you're having doubts whether a teenage couple can sustain a relationship, I'm probably not the best person to talk to. Pacey: Lean over! Jen: Oh, what's that? Pacey: That is a gift from the gods. Jen: Did you check the weather? Pacey: Yeah, of course. I checked it this morning, and it said that the storm system is headed up the coast, but it's going to pass us right overhead. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Dawson, Joey and Drue are sitting around a table talking about the debate they have to give.] [Cell phone rings] Drue: Hello. Hey, gorgeous. Dawson: Unbelievable. Joey: Unacceptable. Hello. Gorgeous is it? Hi. Yes. This is Drue's doctor, and he's going to have to get back to you when the syphilis clears up, ok? Bye-bye. Drue: That was rude. Joey: Oh, ruder than taking cell phone calls when we're supposed to be working on a project that you got us into? I don't think so. Drue: Excuse a brother for picking up on the intense, dare I say, sexual vibe between the two of you. Must be the Star Wars thing. Dawson: Star Wars Thing? Drue: Star wars thing it's classic. You are obviously Luke to this Pacey guy's Hans Solo. See, you're the stuff of pre-teen daydreams. Cute. Smart. Non-thrat. Which is great and all, but not for princess Joey here who's clearly smack dab in the middle of her bad-boy phase. Dawson: And where do you fit into this whole scenario, Drue? Joey: Jabba the Hutt, I think. [Mr. Brooks comes into the room.] Mr. Brooks: Hmm. Hmm. Ahem. Joey: Hello, Mr. Brooks. Mr. Brooks: My usual table please. Joey: Mmm. Sorry, it's taken. Mr. Brooks: If the opening act is over, I'd like to sit down now. Joey: So will you be having the prime rib special this evening? Mr. Brooks: Yes, and I'll have it quick. I want to get my boat home before the storm. Joey: Storm? Mr. Brooks: A weather phenomenon where the skies darken and rain falls. Joey: Um, I'll be back with your water. [Joey goes to get his water and finds Drue at the bar watching TV.] TV actors: Sorry...Quick. No, no, no. It's my fault. I didn't Joey: Mr. Brooks said that there's a storm coming. Drue: Mr. Brooks lives alone on the edge of town with a 3-legged dog named boo. Joey: Well, have you seen any storm reports? Drue: Nope. [gn shts on TV] you'd think those things would impede her ability to use an Ui. Joey: Just let me know if you hear anything. [Cell phone rings] Drue: Hello. Hey, gorgeous. Nah. Don't worry about it. She's crazy. What's going on? [A message about the storm goes by the bottom of the TV] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club office. Andie is there getting her interview from Mrs. Valentine.] Mrs. Valentine: Well, Andrea, your academic record is certainly outstanding. Andie: Thank you. Oh, and Andie's fine. Mrs. Valentine: Oh, a nickname. How charming. Any idea what you'd like to study in school? Andie: Well, everything. At least at first. History. Philosophy. English. You can never underestimate the value of a well-rounded liberal arts education. Mrs. Valentine: If you could have dinner with one person, living or dad, whom would you choose? Andie: Eleanor Roosevelt. Mrs. Valentine: Ohh. Most students say Jesus. Well, let's see. You worked on the yearbook, the newspaper, you directed a play. Andie: Yes. Barefoot in the park by Neil Simon. It was completely a pre-feminist, but it held up surprisingly well. We took sort of a Mrs. Valentine: I see only one red flag here. At the end of your hm* year you took a medical leave of absence? Andie: Yes, I did. Um, but I was able to make up my finals, and none of my grades suffered. Mrs. Valentine: Nothing serious, I hope. Your illness? Andie: I was having some emotional problems. Mrs. Valentine: Emotional problems? So this was a mental illness? Would you like some tea, dear? Andie: Sure. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey and Dawson are sitting at the table trying to go over the debate items.] Joey: I just think that if Valentine and Proteus came to some mutual understanding... Oh, god. What? Dawson: Joey, we are trying so hard not to talk about Pacey, he's become the subtext of this whole damn play. What do you say we just get it out in the open once and for all? Joey: Ok. Let's. Dawson: Pacey and I are not going to be friends again. End of story. I know everybody seems to think that it's time we made up, but that's not going to happen. Joey: Well, since you did bring this up, why not? Dawson: What's done is done. Joey: After 10 years of friendship, what's done is done? Dawson: No, after the greatest betrayal of my life, what's done is done. Joey: Dawson, I was a part of that betrayal. Dawson: Yes, and you apologized for it. You really showed some sort of remorse for what happened. Pacey could care less. Which is fine. It's just not the kind of person I'm going to race out and be friends with again. And it's time for everyone to just accept that reality and move on with their lives, starting with you and me talking about this play without referencing him. [Thunder] Can we do that? Joey: Yeah, ok. Dawson: What? Joey: I'll be right back. [Joey goes to the bar, where Drue is still sitting. She grabs the remote and starts changing channels.] Drue: Oh, anxious much? Joey: You're supposed to be watching this. Drue: Whoops, I forgot. [Mr. Brooks comes up to them.] Mr. Brooks: Ahem. I want my check. Excuse me. Joey: Just a second. [Sighs] Mr. Brooks: I'm leaving for home this instant, and I want my check. Joey: Drue, can you get him his check? Drue: Notice my reclining state. That would imply I'm not working. Joey: Would you get him his check?! Weatherman: We have not seen a storm like this in over 30 years. We'll have another weather update at the top of the hour. [Scene: The deck of the True Love. Jen and Pacey are starting to get a little worried about the weather.] Pacey: Man, this came up out of nowhere! Jen: I thought you said the storm was heading out to sea! Pacey: Well, it did. Jen: It did, but it came back! Pacey: Well, if someone hadn't used all the batteries on the portable marine band, we could have got the storm report! Jen: Yeah, well, if somebody owned something other than Zeppelin tapes 1 through 4, we wouldn't have needed the radio. Pacey: Hold this. Let me grab the jib sheet. Jen: Got it. Pacey: Let me set the course, I'll get on the vhf, and then we'll get the weather report. Jen: You'd never be first to admit it. Pacey: What? Admit what? Jen: You'd never be first to admit it's getting scary! Pacey: This is nothing. I've seen this before. Jen: Where, in the perfect storm? Pacey: Nah. I saw something like this off of Nags Head this summer. We'll just get the weather report, find out where the worst of it is, and go around. [A wave washes over board and some water goes into the boat shorting out the radio.] Jen: Ok. Oh! Aah! Pacey: Did that happen in Nags Head? [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club office. Andie is still interviewing for the school with Mrs. Valentine.] Andie: I guess I would say that my greatest strength is my tenacity. Which is probably my greatest weakness, too. My brother jack is always telling me I don't know when to quit. Mrs. Valentine: I see. But what about your illness? Isn't that a weakness? Andie: No. Actually I consider it a strength. It taught me the importance of being able to ask for help when something's too tough to handle on your own. We seem to keep coming back to this topic, don't we? Mrs. Valentine: Is that a problem? Andie: No. Not at all. In fact, most teenagers go through similar experiences. It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's just that I prefer to concentrate on the present and the future. It's just one part of my life. It does not define me as a person. Mrs. Valentine: Well, although I'm sure you consider yourself recovered, perhaps someone with your background would do better in a less competitive environment. Andie: Less competitive? Mrs. Valentine: Perhaps a state school. Andie: So, you want to disregard all of my accomplishments and achievements because I had a problem in the past? Mrs. Valentine: Andie, try and understand the position you've put me in. I've been given the task of judging your ability to handle the ardent pressures of one of the most difficult collegiate environments in the country. My name is on the line. Andie: You know what? You're right. My background does have a bearing on my ability to handle pressure. I had a problem, I recognized that, sought treatment, and recovered. And the fact that I had the courage to face my problems and get help I think only makes me better prepared to face the pressures of college than most of my peers. [Thunder] Mrs. Valentine: [clears throat] I wish you all the best. And now, if you'll excuse me. [Scene: The bar at the Capeside Yacht Club. Joey, Drue and Mr. Brooks are watching the TV.] Weatherman: Folks, this means severe beach erosion, 20 to 30-foot seas, and winds that'll certainly exceed hurricane force in certain areas. Mr. Brooks: Did he say hurricane force? Weatherman: With gusts over 100 miles per hour... Joey: He said exceed hurricane force. Mr. Brooks: Damn it! I'll never get home now. [Dawson walks up to them carrying his books.] Dawson: Joey, I'm outta here, if you actually want to work later, let me know. Joey: Dawson? They're out there. Dawson: Who's out there? Joey: Pacey and Jen are out on the boat. Dawson: All right, no wonder you've been so out of it. Why didn't you say something like an hour ago? Joey: Well, it wasn't this bad an hour ago. [Jack come into the bar from outside.] Jack: Hey, guys, have you seen Andie? I'm supposed to pick her up here. Andie: Hey, jack, I'm here. Jack: Look, I came early. It's really getting ugly out there. Andie: Not half as ugly as it got back there. [Bruce enters the bar are from outside] Bruce: Whew. Drue. Yeah? Where's your mother? Mrs. Valentine: What's the matter, Bruce? Bruce: All the boats from the club are secure at the docks except for 3, and those 3 have radioed in their position, and they'll need assistance into the harbor. Joey: Is one of those boats the True Love? Andie: The True Love is out there? Bruce: There's no slip registered under that name. Jack: Whoa, whoa, Pacey's out there? Joey: Pacey and Jen. Look, Pacey doesn't have any registration. He always just uses whatever slip is vacant. Bruce: Well, I haven't heard anything of the True Love on any of the radio bands. Joey: Look, I know that it's out there. It is definitely out there. [Window shatters] [Scene: The deck of the True Love. Pacey is looking at the pump when Jen comes inside to join him.] Pacey: crap! Well, the radios are definitely blown, but I think I got this bilge pump working. Aren't you supposed to be on watch? Jen: There's nothing to watch out there but water. Pacey: Oh, man! Jen: Damn it, Pacey! The boat's going to capsize! Pacey: She's not going to capsize, all right? Jen: Really? Then why am I flat on my ass?! Pacey: She'll come over. All right? It's what she does. There you go. Just put that on, all right? Jen: All right. Pacey: I'm gonna have to reef the main. Jen: English, please? Pacey: We're gonna have to trim up the mainsail so that we don't get knocked over again. Jen: Isn't that just gonna slow us down? Pacey: No, we're not going back into port. It's too dangerous. We might ht a dock or another boat. Jen: Wait, so, what--we're just gonna hang out here and catch some rays? Pacey: No, we'll go to this little cove I know and ride out the storm. It'll give us some protection. Jen: What cove? Pacey: I don't know the name of it, but I know where it is. [They climb out and he begins taking down the sail.] Jen: Well, how far away is it? Pacey: Not that far. We'll ride out the storm there. It's the safest thing to do. Jen: Pacey, what happens if this gets worse? Pacey: It's not gonna get any worse. Jen: Pacey! Pacey: If it gets any worse, they'll send someone for us. Jen: We have no radio, and we're heading for a cove that you don't know the name of. Who the hell is gonna find us there? Pacey: Dawson! Dawson will know. [Scene: The bar of the Capeside Yacht Club. Dawson, Joey, and Bruce are there.] Bruce: There are 3 boats at the mouth of the port trying to make their way into the harbor. Joey: But you just said yourself none of those boats are the True Love. Bruce: Yeah, well, we're escorting them in one at a time. If your friends are out there, we'll get them back safe and sound. Joey: Pacey wouldn't come into dock in this weather. There's no way he'd risk his boat. Bruce: No sensible person would stay out there in this. Dawson: There's a cove right off of Crescent Island. We waited out a storm there once when we were kids. That's where he is. Bruce: Yeah, but at this point, in this weather, Crescent Island would provide very little protection. Dawson: Well, he doesn't know that. Bruce: How could he not know? Joey: Well, obviously his radio is broken. That's why no one has heard from him. Bruce: I'm sorry, but I can't send someone miles out to sea in hurricane force winds because you've got a hunch. Andie: You have to listen to him. Bruce: All right, let's get these boats in. And if we still haven't heard from them, I'll send someone looking for your friends. Joey: Well, what if it's too late? Bruce: I'm sorry. That's the best I can offer at this point. [He leaves] Dawson: They're there, Jo. Joey: Well, what can we do about it? Dawson: Go get them. Now. Do you know if there's a boat I can borrow around here? Joey: Uh, I think Mrs. Valentine has a spare set of keys to all the boats at the club. [Drue enters carrying some keys.] Drue: Which is why it's always a good idea to be nice to Mrs. Valentine's little boy. Try slip 41, the Artful Dodger. Don't let the old geez see you. [Scene: The deck of the True Love. Jen and Pacey are trying to handle the boat through the storm.] Pacey: We rode out a storm together in this cove up here. Jen: How the hell are we gonna get through intact? Pacey: You grab the tiller. I'm gonna drop the mainsail. [Jen begins to take down the main sail.] Jen: You got it. Oh! Uh, Pacey. Here. Come on. [Scene: The docks of the Yacht Club. Dawson and Joey are walking down them towards Mr. Brook's boat.] Dawson: I'll radio in when I know something. Joey: If you think you're going without me, you're high! Dawson: Joey, you're not coming with me, and that's not negotiable! Joey: My boyfriend's out there. Whatever your reason for doing this... Dawson: ...Is my reason! Joey: Dawson, you can't solo the open seas-- not in this weather. Dawson: Joey... Joey: Look, I can't worry about the both of you! Dawson: Let's go. Untie the dock line. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Mrs. Valentine is trying to figure out what to do, while Andie, Jack, Drue and Mr. Brooks are with her.] Mrs. Valentine: Ok, get down. Everybody just get down. Mr. Brooks: Down on a floor covered with glass? Somebody ought to clean up this mess. Mrs. Valentine: Well, where's the waitress? Drue: You didn't know? She and Dawson went after Pacey and Jen in Mr. Brooks' boat. Mr. Brooks: What, they stole my boat? Andie: No, no. I'm sure they didn't steal it. They probably just borrowed it. Mr. Brooks: Semantics. Like the difference between jail and prison. Andie: Ok, um, um, Jack. Look, I'm gonna go to the marina office and try and get in contact with them. Uh, you, uh, board up the windows. If you can't find any boards, then just shove some tables up against them, ok? Jack: Yeah, you got it. Mrs. Valentine: You can't just move the tables. Jack: Yeah, watch me. Andie: Yeah, do you have any other suggestions on how to keep the storm out? No, I didn't think so. Um, ok, why don't you write? 555-0154, 555-0130. That's Dawson Leery's parents, Jen Lindsay's grandmother. Call them. Reassure them. Can you do that? Mrs. Valentine: Yes. Yes. I can do that. Andie: Ok, um, Mr. Brooks, I need you to come with me. I'm going to need your boat's frequency if I'm going to be able to get in contact with Dawson and Joey, ok? Ok, and, uh, you. You know what? Why don't you find a broom or mop or something and sweep up the glass? Drue: You want me to sweep? What do I look like to you, huh? Andie: You know what you look like? A boy with nothing productive to do. Now find a broom. [Scene: Inside the True Love. Jen and Pacey are trying to stay calm during the storm.] Jen: Hey, Pacey, tell me something good. I really want to hear something good right now. Pacey: Well, how 'bout if you're going to have a hole in your hull, it's good to have one up that high. Is that good? Jen: All right. Unless, of course, the boat does that. Pacey: The bilge pump'll take care of that. Jen: How do you know? Pacey: Jen, I don't know. And I don't know because I'm guessing. Just like I've been guessing about everything else this afternoon. But sooner or later, I gotta be right about something. I mean that's the law of averages, right? I have to get one right. Jen: Stop making fun. It's not... Pacey: All right, but, you got any better ideas? Jen: I got one. We should be doing that, uh, that confession thing. You know, like they do in movies before the...If the plane's about to ht down or the meteor's gonna crash into North America, and all the characters confess the secrets that have been plaguing their mortal souls. Pacey: Uh--uh, yeah. Unfortunately, those characters rarely survive those confessions. Jen: All right, so we just step it back a notch. No confessions, just, um...Regrets. Pacey: Well, unfortunately, I can't help you there 'cause I don't have any regrets. It's not the way that I operate. Jen: Really? You have no regrets? There's nothing you would want to change? Nothing? Pacey: No, there's nothing I want to change because it's life's little twists and turns and bumps and bruises that make you who you are, so why regret that? Jen: All right, well, I have a regret... I regret that I've never been in love. Pacey: Well, what about Henry? Jen: Eh, that wasn't love. Couldn't have been. Yep, my big regret is that we may drown before I ever know what love is. Pacey: Jen, you're not gonna drown. Jen: I--I don't need the comfort. Just felt good to say. Pacey! Pacey: You ok? Jen: [Laughs] yeah. Pacey: We're good. We're ok. I do have one regret. Jen: What? Pacey: I regret the way that things are between me and Dawson right now. Jen: Have you ever thought about saying something? Aah! Pacey: What difference would it make to say something? It doesn't change any of our situations. Jen: Well, it might just feel good to say. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Andie and Mr. Brooks are talking to Joey and Dawson over the Radio.] Andie: Any sight of the true love, over? Joey on radio: I can't even see in front of our boat. Over. Andie: Where are you? Over. Joey: I think we're-- we are not lost. Andie: What's your location? Over. Dawson: We're 142.49 north by 106.19 west. Mr. Brooks: That's 12 miles north of Kalispell, Montana. Andie: Repeat your coordinates. Over. Dawson: We're 10 Andie: repeat your coordinates. Dawson, Joey, are you there? Come in, Dawson, Joey. Are you still there? [Cut to Joey and Dawson on the Boat.] Joey: Andie. Andie? Are you still there? We've lost them! Dawson: That's all right. We're almost there. Joey: How can you tell? I can barely even see the tip of my nose out here. Dawson: Trust me! Joey: There they are! Dawson: Yeah, that's them! Joey: I hope they're all right. Dawson: I'll pull up alongside, and we'll lash the boats together. Joey: Careful. We're going to ht! [They end up running into the True Love trying to get next to it.] [Crashing] Jen: Jeez, I think we ht something! Pacey: Or something ht us. You all right? Jen: Yeah, I'm fine. Jen: You're right! It's a boat! Pacey: It has to be Dawson. Come on! Joey: Pacey, Jen, are you all right? Pacey: We are now. Dawson: Pacey, take the line. Pacey: Got it. You ok? Joey: Come on. Pacey: Jen, you're gonna have to jump. Joey: Watch out! Pacey: Be careful. Jen: I can make it. Pacey: Here, hold on. You ready? Jen: All right. [Just then a huge wave washes over the top of the True Love.] Both: Aah! Pacey: Now, you gotta time the jump. Ok. Get ready for the wave to break and then you jump over to Dawson. You got it? Jen: Ok. I'm ready. Joey: We're right here! Good job. Ok. Dawson: Now you! Pacey, come on, let's go! Pacey, let's go! Pacey, are you crazy? Pacey: I'm not leaving my boat! Dawson: You're not gonna make it! Pacey: I'm not leaving my boat! Dawson: I'm not leaving you! Joey: What are you doing? [Dawson jumps over to the True Love] Dawson: Aah! Jen: Aah! Dawson! [Girl screams] [coughs] Joey: Dawson! Pacey: Dawson... Get off of my boat! Dawson: I'm not letting you do this! Pacey: Dawson, go! Dawson: Pacey! Pacey: Get off my boat! Go! Dawson: People care more about you than you care about this damn boat! Joey: Pacey! [Pacey just looks at her, and then Dawson and Pacey jump over to the other boat together. Pacey just watches his boat disappear as they sail away.] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club docks. Dawson is backing Mr. Brook's boat back into the dock, and there are people greeting people as they return to shore. Grams, Mitch and Gale are there waiting for them.] Woman: Dear. Woman: Oh, my god, thank god. Gale: Are you guys ok? Dawson: Hey. Gale: Oh, honey, oh. What you did was reckless, dangerous, and completely foolish. Mitch: And we've never been more proud of you in our entire lives. Grams: Come, come, Jennifer. Thank god. Thank god. Jen: Oh. Wrong guy, Grams. It's Dawson you should be thanking. Mr. Brooks: I know you'll forgive me for not expressing joy and relief at the sight of the gash on my boat's hull. Dawson: Uh, I'm very sorry about that, sir. Mr. Brooks: Sorry? You're sorry? Well, the gash is still there, and sorry isn't gonna fix it. What else did you have in mind besides feckless regrets? Dawson: I have some money from the summer that I was saving for college. Grams: Which is exactly what you will keep on doing. That boat is a thing. A replaceable thing. This young man risked his life to save my granddaughter, and the fact that you can't appreciate his courage explains to me why you've lived all alone all these years in that god forsaken house, and if I find out that you let him dip into his college fund, I will personally kick your shriveled old butt. [Scene: Inside the Capeside Yacht Club. Andie and Jack are getting ready to leave when Mrs. Valentine comes up to them.] Mrs. Valentine: Andie? Andie... I just wanted to tell you i was very impressed with the way you handled yourself today. Andie: Thank you. Jack: Yeah, she did more than handle herself. She handled the whole club. Mrs. Valentine: Indeed. She did a fine job. Jack: Yeah, she did your job. Andie: Ok, jack. Come on, let's go. Mrs. Valentine: The university will be very interested in hearing my impressions of you. Andie: I'm also pretty sure the university will be very interested in hearing what a bitch they have representing them. Mrs. Valentine: Yeah, I Andie: I'm terribly sorry, but please try to understand the position you've now put me in. Mrs. Valentine: You wouldn't dare. Andie: No, you know what? I wouldn't... Because at the end of the day, Mrs. Valentine, I am nothing like you. I don't derive any pleasure in wielding whatever little power i have over others. So, you know what? Just give me the recommendation that you see fit, because if anyone at that university knows you half as well as I've gotten to know you, it's not gonna count for much anyway. Come on, jack, let's go. [Scene: Outside on the docks. Pacey is just looking at the sea, and Joey comes up to join him. Joey: Pacey... Do you have any idea how pissed off I am at you right now? Pacey: No. The best memories of my life are on that sailboat. It represents everything that's good to me in this world, so... You just gotta excuse me if I'm having a bit of a hard time letting all that go right now. Joey: No, I won't excuse you. I don't think I've ever been so scared for someone in my whole life. Pacey: I'm sorry that I put you through that. Just... Joey: Can you do me a favor? You know, in the future when you're dealing with life and death matters, um... Remember that you're thinking for two. Pacey: I can do that. Joey: [Sighs] so, you knew he was gonna come for you, didn't you? Pacey: What makes you say that? Joey: 'Cause you know him just as well as he knows you. It's the nature of best friends. Pacey: Mmm, no. Ex-best friends now. Joey: You know... Whether you guys hang out or not, he's still a part of you, pace. How can you really be whole if you continue to pretend like he doesn't exist? Pacey: [Sighs] yeah. [Pacey walks her to her truck, and Camera pans to Dawson just watching them walk together, as his father comes up to join him.] Mitch: Just doesn't seem fair, does it? Dawson: [Sighs] what's that? Mitch: Well, you saved the day. You still don't get the girl. But maybe, just maybe you got something more important. Dawson: [Sighs] how do you figure that? Mitch: Well, you had this moment. No matter where your life takes you, you can look back on it and know you did a great thing. That's something that all the girls and all the thank yous in the world can't replace. Dawson: [Laughs] let's go home. [Cut to Jen and Grams walking to their car. Grams is shaking while trying to go through her purse to find her keys.] Jen: Well, way to go, grams. I always knew you had it in you, but-- really? You know what? When we get home, I have got some angry femme music that you are just gonna love. Uh... Grams? Grams: I can't seem to find my keys anywhere. I must have left them inside Jen: grams. Grams. Grams: Oh, I didn't think I was ever going to see you again. Jen: It's ok. It's ok. Grams: No. No, it's not ok. All night, most of my thoughts were about what I was going to tell your mother. Jen: Well, you handled this much better than my mother ever would have. Grams: I have never lost... Myself like this before. All my talk of faith, and when i needed it most, I had none. Jen: That's because you lent it to me. Listen, I was terrified out there tonight... But I still had hope, you know? So, I figured that I must have gotten it from somebody. Here, I got it. I got it. Grams: Ah. Does that mean I can count on you for church on Sunday? Jen: Not unless you want that place to fall down. Grams: Just thought I'd give it a try. Jen: Come here. [Scene: Inside the Capeside Yacht Club. Jen finds Gram's keys on a table and turns to see Drue.] Jen: What are you doing here? Drue: What are you doing here? Jen: I--I live here. I have--I have for the last 2 years. Drue: So, this is where the Lindleys banished their bad seed. It's good to see you, Jen. Jen: Forgive me if I don't say the same thing. Drue: Jennifer Lindley. The girl who set New York on fre. I thought moving here was gonna be the most miserable mistake of my life. Jen: I'm sorry. You live here now? Drue: You might want to sound a little more upbeat when you say that. A guy could take offense. Jen: Drue valentine in Capeside. God help us all. [Scene: Dawson's back yard. Dawson is out cleaning up the yard after the storm, as Pacey comes walking up the pier to join him.] Pacey: Dawson... Uh, look, I wanted to come by and just Dawson: Pacey, you don't owe me anything. Pacey: Please. You and I both know that what you did yesterday was Dawson: was exactly what you would have done. Pacey: Maybe, maybe not. Dawson: Trust me, you would have done exactly the same thing. Pacey: Well, I certainly hope so, but... I just wanted to come by and say thank you. Dawson: You're welcome. Pacey: No, hold on a second. That's not it. There's something else i wanted to say to you. Look, I know that things between you and I are pretty much beyond repair right now, and I wouldn't presume to be able to solve everything with a conversation because that's just not the way it works... But... I've been wanting to tell you that I'm sorry, Dawson. I'm really sorry for the way everything went down this spring, for my part in it, and for the pain that it must have caused you, and... [Sighs] I'm really sorry that I ruined our friendship because I miss it badly, and uh, however far off it may be, I do look forward to the day when you and I might be friends again. So, until then, I... Dawson: Until then.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x03 - The Storm"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 404 - Future Tense [Scene: Joey's Bedroom. Joey and Pacey are there doing some homework. Pacey is sitting in a chair and Joey is at her desk. ] Pacey: I'm bored. Joey: Good. Pacey: Good? Mm-mmm. I thought you were supposed to be concerned about me in light of the recent tragedy I've suffered. Joey: Pacey, it's precisely because of the recent tragedy you suffered that you could use a little boredom. Now keep reading. Pacey: I'm serious here, Jo. What's the point of reading a book about the future when the future in the book is already the past? Joey: Everybody's future eventually becomes the past, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah, but 1984? Big whoop. It happened. It's over. It was no big deal. Joey: And how would you know? You were in diapers at the time. Pacey: Vh1 behind the music, thank you very much. The point is, these people in the fifties, they spend their whole lives worrying about what the future's gonna be like, and when it gets here, turns out it's ok. Except for that whole boy George thing, but who could have predicted that, huh? What's this stuff? Joey: Oh, nothing. It's just junk mail. Pacey: Junk mail? Joey: It's just college mail that came over the summer. Pacey: You get junk mail from Princeton university? Joey: It doesn't mean anything. It comes from everywhere. I mean, like for instance, like I'm gonna go to St. Olaf college? Or, uh, university of Hawaii. Or, uh, Valparaiso university. Where is that? It's like in brazil or something. Pacey: But you are gonna go somewhere? Joey: Well, not right this second. I mean, it's early yet anyway, I mean, you know, maybe I'll just... Maybe I'll just go to one of those fictional colleges. You know, like on those lame high school TV shows that go on for way too long. And then, just in time to save the franchise, all of the sudden it turns out that there's this amazing world class college that's right around the corner where all the principal characters are accepted. Just to be safe, we should probably start the application process. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The college advisors office. There is a montage of scenes with the various cast members meeting with the advisor.] Advisor: To make a fresh start today you wanna go to college? Jack: Well, I did, until I realized how many little forms I was gonna have to fill out. But I--I--I--I intend to get started, I--I do. I've just been really busy with... Football. I know it's not gonna help me get into college. But I did start this thing, and I don't wanna quit until it's... Done. Andie: I am so glad that I did this early action thing. Oh, it's just like this giant weight has been... Joey: Placed firmly around my neck, I mean, it's a big decision. And it's not like I can afford to apply to a zillion places. Dawson: Everyone just assumes I'm going to film school. Advisor: And you're not? Dawson: Well, I'm not ruling anything out. I mean, maybe I will, and maybe I won't. Pacey: If the aptitude test says I'm well-suited for a career in law enforcement, it's obviously in some serious need of retooling. You haven't been talking to my brother, have you? Jack: Ha ha ha! She said what? Advisor: Your sister tells me you're not quite as far along in the college application process as you could be. Jack: Do you know my sister? Andie: Are you sure there's nothing else I should be doing at this point? I mean couldn't we call or something? Pacey: How can anybody be sure where they want to spend the next 4 years of their life? And I'm so sick of answering these lame questions like... Where do I see myself in 5 years? Just wish me luck, lady. I'll probably still be here. Joey: I'm actually the first person in my family to even apply to college. Advisor: That can work to your advantage. Elite schools are generally looking for people with diverse backgrounds. You're at the top of your class, Joey. Joey: The top top? Advisor: Number 4, and your board scores are phenomenal. I think that you should be able to get into practically anyplace in the country. Joey: And this must be where the "but" comes in. Advisor: Well, the Ivys, Georgetown, duke, Stanford, I mean, these schools accept only a miniscule amount of the people that apply. And hardly anybody ever gets a free ride. So you're telling me I've set my sights too high? It's a sh*t. Now, do I think that you're smart and talented enough to be one of those people that gets in? Yes. Do I think that you should prepare yourself for the possibility that you might not be one of those people? That couldn't hurt. [Scene: The sidewalk outside of school. Jen is walking to school when Drue comes running up to her.] Drue: Jenny! Jenny! What, you no longer answer to jenny? Jen: Not since I left the 212 area code. Drue: Not so fast. Can I walk you home? Carry your books? Buy you a soda at the malt shop? That's what people do for fun around here in Pleasantville, right? Jen: Drue, I'm going to say this in the nicest way possible--go away. Drue: If I didn't know better, I'd think maybe you weren't exactly happy to see me. Jen: No! Really? Drue: Here I am, your old chum from the big city cast adrift in a one-horse town with no decent Chinese food, and you don't roll out the red carpet, you don't sit with me at lunch, you don't introduce me to your friends. Jen: Well, that's because you already seem to know my friends. They knew that you were here before I did, and they didn't warn me. I wonder why that is, huh? Drue: Ok. Busted. I didn't tell them I knew you. I wanted to lay low, soak up some secondhand impressions of Jen Lindley, version 2.0. So, what do you say? You and me, one milkshake, 2 straws. Catch up on old times. I've missed you these past 2 years. Jen: No, you didn't. You didn't miss me. You missed my idiotic willingness to try out any and all illegal substances that you happened to purchase in Washington square park. Remember? Drue: Hey, come on. Not all that ecstasy turned out to be sinus headache medication. You make it sound like we never had any fun. Jen: Drue, the kind of fun that we had, I don't have anymore. So I don't know what you're hoping to gain by this little trip down memory lane, but it won't get you anywhere. Drue: Hey, it's not that I don't dig this whole hip-to-be-square thing you got going on, because I do. I just think we should hang out. Jen: Hang out? Drue: That's all. So what do you say? Jen: No way. Not ever. Never gonna happen. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Gretchen is sitting at the bar filling out some forms, when Dawson comes in to the restaurant.] Gretchen: Uh, they're closed. Dawson: Uh, it's ok. I know the owner. Gretchen: Oh, hey. Your mom's in the back. Some fish-related crisis. Dawson: That's the only kind there is around here. So are you staking out a seat for the early-bird special or what? Gretchen: No. Interviewing for a job. Dawson: The bartending job? Gretchen: Hey, I may not be coyote ugly material, but I can make a seven & seven with the best of them. Dawson: I...Believe you. So, uh, how's it going, the interview? Gretchen: Ok, I guess. Or at least I hope so. I really need this job. I was tending bar all summer up in Provincetown. And now that the tourists are gone, bye-bye, job. Gale: Hey, sorry about that. Tonight's special just changed from red snapper to Ahi tuna. Hi, honey. You know, Gretchen, everything certainly looks great on paper, but I do have one more question. What are your plans for school? Gretchen: School? Gale: College. Are you going back any time soon? Because I was really hoping to find somebody who was willing to stick around for a while. Gretchen: No, I, um, I'm on break, you know, indefinitely. Gale: Is there a reason for that? Gretchen: Not a very interesting one. Dawson: So, mom, you want me to, uh, set tables or what? Gale: Uh, yeah, honey, it is getting late. Um, you know what, Gretchen? Instant decision time here. Can you start tomorrow? Gretchen: Yes. Tomorrow, today, yesterday. Gale: That's great. [Scene: The Football Field. Jack is practicing with the team, as Mitch watches over them. Andie comes walking up to join them.] Mitch: Whenever you're ready. Gentlemen. [Blows whistle] Jack: hey, what's up? Andie: You are not going to believe what happened. Jack: Something good, something bad, what? Andie: Something good. Ok, you know Miss Watson, the college advisor? She actually called Harvard for me. Jack: And? Andie: And the woman she spoke to not only said that everything looked good, but she remembered my essay. My essay! Out of thousands! Mine! Jack: That's great, Andie. Mitch: McPhee! Break's over. Let's go. Jack: Duty calls. Andie: Ok. Go, team! [Jack goes back to practice, and runs out to catch passes on several plays.] Mitch: [Blows whistle] [Jack goes diving for a catch and lands on his shoulder wrong dislocating it.] [Scene: The school hallway. Jack and Andie are walking in the hallway, and Jack has a Sling on his arm.] Jack: Yeow! Oh, ow! I got it, I got it. Andie: Got it? Jack: Ok, oh! Andie: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. Jen: Jack, jack, that--that looks a lot worse than what you led me to believe. Dawson: Yeah. My dad said you weren't even gonna be in school today. Jack: It's fine. It's nothing. The worst part about it was the sound that it made when they popped it back in. Andie: Oh, it was so gross. You guys, er does not prepare you for that kind of stuff. Guy: Hey, McPhee. Sorry about the shoulder. Jack: Oh. Yeah. Thanks. Dawson: Anything else we can help you with? Guy: Yeah. A bunch of us were just kinda wondering if the party was still on. Dawson: What party? Guy: Was it like a surprise or something? Jen: Is what a surprise? Guy: The birthday party. Guy2: Hey, Lindley. Happy birthday. Party tonight, dude? Guy3: You know it, dude. Andie: Ok, Jen. You did not tell me it was your birthday. Happy birthday! Jen: No, no, no, no. It's not. Jack: Yeah, it's not. Her birthday's in may. Dawson: So it's not your birthday, and yet people who call each other dude seem to be attending your birthday party. You might want to look into that. Jen: Yeah. Ha ha. [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Bessie is sitting on a bench when Joey comes up to join her.] Joey: Can I ask you a question? What does it mean when you dream that your teeth are slowly receding back into your head and the world's leading experts are powerless to stop it? Bessie: It means you shouldn't stay up all night stressing about college. You'll get in some place great, they'll give you tons of financial aid, and everything will be perfect. Joey: Yeah, that's what I thought, too, until yesterday. Bessie: What happened yesterday? Joey: [Sighs] I had a meeting with a new college advisor. Bessie: So? Joey: I'm fourth. Bessie: Fourth? Four--fourth in your class? [Gasps] Joey, that's amazing. Joey: Yeah. It's amazing, but... [Sighs] Bessie, all of the places that I thought I wanted to apply to, they're looking for people who are number 4, and they're, you know, concert violinists, or they won the Westinghouse science prize, or they're legacies like Andie. I mean... Maybe I shouldn't even bother, I mean... I--I'd probably just be wasting the application fees. Bessie: Your defeatist attitude has got to go. What does Pacey say? Joey: Pacey's barely gonna graduate. I can't exactly cry on his shoulder about my tragic lack of extracurricular activities. If I tell Pacey how stressed I am, he's just gonna think that I'm this pathetic, whiny crybaby, you know? Bessie: Look, going to one of these schools could open up opportunities you've always dreamed about, right? Joey: Yes. Bessie: So your dreams are your dreams, Joey. You can't apologize for them. Just talk to him. You'll probably find out they're his dreams, too. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The school hallway. Drue is walking in it, when Jen comes angrily up to him.] Jen: Unacceptable. Drue: Excuse me? Jen: You throwing me a birthday party. Unacceptable. Drue: So you found out about that. Jen: Yeah, well, how could I not? I spent the entire morning fielding birthday wishes from complete strangers. My French class sang to me in French. Drue: Oh, bummer. Hey, palmer. Palmer: Hey, Drue. Drue: Jason, I'll see you there, right, dude? Jason: Oh, yeah. You know it, man. Excellent. Drue: Isn't this great? Yesterday, I didn't even know that guy from a hole in the wall. Today, paesans. I'm telling you, this party's really been a great way for me to get to know people. Jen: Good, but the fact that it's not my birthday, that--that puts no damper on the festivities, huh? Drue: I like to think of tonight as an omnibus retroactive birthday celebration, you know? It covers all those parties we missed when we were apart, plus I'm doing a public service. We need to get you out of this funk you've been in since phantom freshman dumped you. Jen: Ok, first of all, he didn't dump me. I dumped him. Drue: Technicality. Jen: Second, this isn't a funk. It's my personality. Harsh. Third, it's not my birthday. Drue: Another technicality. Look, I want to let you in on a little secret, ok? Something the old Jen Lindley used to know. People are sheep. They need a reason to celebrate, ok, and that's where I come in. I give them something to celebrate. You. Jen: Answer me one thing: Why on earth would I actually attend this little shindig? Drue: Well, you can't miss your own birthday. Jen: But it's not my birthday. Drue: I know, I know, but everyone here thinks it's your birthday, so work with me, ok? If it's your birthday and you don't show up, I guess that makes you sort of a stuck-up. Jen: You know what? Don't say it, Drue. I'd hate for endangered turtles to die while they're dragging the creek for your body. Drue: Mmm. Starts at 8:00, dress is casual, but, uh, not that casual. You might want to go home first. Spiff yourself up a little, ok? See you later. [Scene: A sidewalk in Capeside's shopping district. Jack and Andie are walking along the sidewalk talking to each other. Jack is in considerable pain.] Andie: You know, Jack, things aren't as bad as you think they are. In fact, this whole injury could be a really good thing. Jack: Oh, yeah. Let me guess. It'll give me more time to work on my applications? Andie: Exactly, 'cause you don't want to get behind. Not like you already aren't. Jack: [Sighs] look, Andie, I am in some serious pain here. Can you just lay off the lectures for a little bit, just until I get some pills in me? Andie: Sure thing. Jack: Thanks. Andie: Although... You might want to consider that this whole experience could make a really great essay topic. Jack: Yeah. Yeah, that's good. I'm gonna get working on that as soon as I get home. Are we done with this little shopping excursion of ours? Andie: Almost. I just want to go in the bookstore and get a present for Jen for her birthday. Jack: [Sighs] you know it's not actually her birthday? Andie: I know. It just seems kind of rude to show up empty-handed. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Dawson and Gale are sitting at a table eating and talking to each other.] Dawson: Mm-hmm. I am never eating a home-cooked meal again, am I? Gale: Yeah. Looks like you're stuck yet again with 4-star gourmet cuisine. Dawson: So, uh, Gretchen seems to be working out. Gale: Uh, yeah, so far. I just wish I knew that she was gonna be around for more than a few months. Now, why would this incredibly beautiful and bright and talented young woman who could be off at college furthering her education choose to be back in Capeside tending bar? Dawson: Because maybe college isn't the be-all and end-all that parents make it out to be. You know, I mean, maybe once you get past the rhetoric of all these great books that nobody reads, college is basically just a holding pen for 18- to 22-year-olds. Like one of those airports that everybody has to stop at on their way to someplace else? Kind of like prison with a better meal plan. Gale: Please tell me you're saying these things for the adolescent thrill of getting a rise out of your mother. Dawson: It's true, mom. Most people aren't in college to learn. They're there to kll brain cells and co-mingle with the opposite sex. Gale: Well, not that I'm complaining, but how did I end up with the only 17-year-old in the country who thinks that sounds like a bad idea? Dawson: Well, I'm not opposed to those things. I'm just saying I think the whole idea of higher education is a little bit of a misnomer. You know, I think people should call things what they are. Gale: Like when people are running away from their problems, they should admit they're running away from their problems? Dawson: Are we talking about somebody I know? Gale: Well, honey, your father and I couldn't help but notice that all of the college applications arriving in the mailbox seem to be coming from zip codes more than 1,000 miles away. Dawson: Right, and you and dad never suspected that your movie-obsessed son might want to go to school in California? Gale: Well, honey, we don't have a problem if you want to go to California or new Mexico or Alaska if that's what you really want. We just don't want you to make a decision that's gonna affect the rest of your life based on the wrong criteria. Dawson: [Sighs] like? Gale: Like the desire to put an entire continent between you and a certain girl we both know? [Scene: Pacey's House. Joey and Pacey are there talking to one another.] Joey: If I tell you what's bothering me, will you promise not to laugh at me or tell me I'm insane or insist that I should just get over myself? Pacey: I think I can probably do that, yeah. Joey: [Sighs] I found out yesterday that I'm fourth. My class rank. I'm fourth. Pacey: [Laughs] that's your problem? That's not a problem. If anything, that's a reason to quit studying. Joey: I don't even know why I bother. I knew you wouldn't understand. Pacey: Ok, I'm sorry. That was bad. Can we try that again? Yeah? But this time, you've gotta cut out all that stuff about being number 4, 'cause I know that can't possibly be the reason you're so bothered. Joey: Well, no, it's... It's just that I always thought that if I did well in school, that these doors would open for me, you know, and--and maybe I was just being naive. Maybe I've just set these goals that are really unrealistic, and you know, certain people get into certain places because of who their parents are, how-- you're not even listening. Pacey: Uh, no, I was listening. Look, we should just all have your problems, you know? You're sitting here as a girl with one of the brightest futures on the face of the planet, talking to a guy who's not gonna get into any school where they don't give him his own tools. Joey: Put your shoes on. Let's go out. Pacey: Out? We can't go out. Joey: Yeah. Pacey: You know, just when this conversation starts to get emotionally complex, you want to bail. Who's the guy in this relationship? Joey: You are, and as the guy, you have a choice. You can either stay here and prove how sensitive you aren't, or we can go to Jen's un-birthday party. Pacey: Right. I'll get my shoes. [Scene: The Party. There is a large house that the party is being thrown at, with 50 or so people throughout it partying. Jen and Dawson arrive, and start looking around.] [All screaming, laughing] Jen: ooh. Look at that. There he is, our host. You know, on a good day, he'll ruin your chances of getting into the college of your choice, convince you he's the sausage king of Chicago, and wreck your father's car, but somehow, you'll end up thanking him. Dawson: Can I ask the inevitable question? Jen: Was he my boyfriend? No. Was he an indiscretion? Yes. Dawson: Ah. Jen: But to be quite honest, I'm not quite sure what he remembers. We were both chemically altered at the time. I don't think I need to go any further than that. [Cut to the Punch bowl. Drue is serving drinks, when Joey and Pacey come up to him.] Pacey: It's exciting. Can't get enough. Drue: Witter. I knew you couldn't resist a party. I see you've brought the prim reaper. Joey: We came for your immortal soul. That is, if you got one. Actually, I'd just like a drink. Drue: Mm-hmm. Here's one for you and for you. Pacey: Thanks. Oh, no, no, no. I don't think so. It is a proven fact that you, madam, cannot hold your alcohol. Joey: So let me get this straight. You can drink at parties and I can't? Pacey: Yes, because as you so rightly pointed out, I am a guy, and if I'm going to get in trouble for being a guy, I think I should at least get to act like one every once in a while... You know, with your advance permission and approval. Of course, I wouldn't, you know, do it without asking first. Joey: That's fine. Pacey: That's fine? Joey: Yeah. We'll both be guys tonight. Cheers. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Jen's Birthday Party. Jen finally comes up to confront Drue.] Jen: Drue. Drue: So, the guest of honor finally decides to honor me with her presence. Jen: Mmm. Unavoidable. Listen, I'm working on a little theory. This isn't your house, is it? Drue: [Gasps] I'm shocked. Here I welcome you and 65 of your closest friends into my home, and this is how you repay me, by, uh, accusing me of what exactly? Misrepresenting my place of residence? What could I possibly gain by such a tactic? Jen: Well, plausible deniability. I know what you're doing. See, if you throw a wild, raucous party at your own house, chances are you will get caught. But if you throw the same party at some stranger's summer house, there's nothing to link you to the scene of the crime, and voila-- plausible deniability. Drue: Hey, you know, that's a pretty sophisticated theory you got going on there. Jen: Well, I'm a pretty sophisticated kind of girl. Yeah. Oh, and I almost forgot the best part. The thing that really elevates this whole "happy birthday, Jen" thing from a mildly amusing runner to a potentially ingenious little plot twist. Drue: Uh, and that would be? Jen: Should the cops happen to show up and ask who's responsible for this mess, all the drunken masses are gonna remember is that it was Jen Lindley's birthday party. Drue: So it's just absolutely impossible that my intentions are pure, that all I wanted tonight was for you to have a good time. Jen: [Sighs] well, I wouldn't say that it's absolutely impossible, but I'd put the chances somewhere around 3%. Drue: [Laughs] you know what? I have a theory about your theory. I think the first half is right. I think this isn't my house. Because maybe my house isn't the type of house that would impress anyone in this town, least of all, you. Maybe my house isn't even a house. Jen: And what's this, some sort of riddle? Drue: Mmm. The party calls. See you later, birthday girl. [Cut to Dawson and Joey sitting in the party talking to one another. Joey is really starting to get drunk.] Dawson: So, uh, number 4 with a bllet, huh? Joey: How do you know that, Dawson? Dawson: Kenny Reiling and friends have already established a betting pool. Joey: [Sighs] kind of pathetic, isn't it? I mean, 12 years of being a total control freak about school, practically giving myself an ulcer hunting snails and building balsa wood bridges for extra credit, and where does that get me? Fourth. Dawson: Joey, fourth is amazing. I mean, the race isn't even over yet. That what you're doing tonight? Celebrating? Joey: [Laughs] yeah. The future. Whoopee! Dawson: Joey, everything's working out exactly the way you always wanted. Between your grades and your sat scores, you can go anywhere. Joey: Not you, too, Dawson. I mean, can't 2 people sit down and make small talk without the subject of college coming up? I mean, isn't that possible? I mean, what's next? Are you gonna ask me, uh, where I see myself in 5 years? Dawson: I don't have to. Aren't you the same girl who wanted to be an anthropologist or an oceanographer? Joey: [Laughs] yeah. Dawson, do you have any idea how much money anthropologists make? And besides, I was just saying that to get your goat. I mean, your buttons are so easy to push. Well, were so easy. Dawson: So you never really had any desire to do great and heroic things with your life? See faraway places, uncover lost civilizations. When it comes right down to it, you'd be just as happy hanging around here in Capeside? Joey: I didn't say that. Don't put words in my mouth. Dawson: I'm just trying to figure out why someone who's about to reap the benefits of something she's worked for her entire life, she's trying to drown herself in some 80-proof fruit punch. Joey: Look, don't do this, Dawson. Dawson: Ok. Cheers. [Cut to Drue sitting at a table getting ready to play some cards, when Pacey comes walking up looking around for Joey.] Drue: Ok, that looks good. Poker time, gentlemen. Who's playing? Hey, how about you, Witter? You up for a little game of cards, or, uh, you have to ask permission from the old ball and chain? Pacey: Yeah, I'd be happy to just find the old ball and chain right now. Drue: Uh, yeah, I think I saw her talking to Dawson. Oh, no, wait. That's wrong. She took a walk with the birthday girl, which is why you should stay here and play cards with us. So, what do you say? 5-card draw. You in or out? Pacey: Well, it's your money. [Cut to the outside docks. Joey and Jen are walking on them and come to a stop at the end.] Jen: All right, Joey. I think that we've walked far enough. Now, what did you need to tell me? Is here good? Joey: Yes, here is good. Good, because I... Would like to make a toast. All the love and happiness in the world to my friend, Jen Lindley, on her birthday. Jen: Well, thank you very much, Joey, but, um... You do know it's--it's really not my birthday. Joey: That's all right. [Laughs] I mean, we're not really friends. [Both laugh] I'm just kidding. I'm kidding, I'm--I'm kidding. We are. I think we are. Do you think we are? I can't really even pinpoint exactly when we became friends-- Jen: you know what, Joey? Let's not delve too far into it, 'cause then we'll just remember why we're supposed to hate each other. Joey: I don't hate you. Jen: Oh Joey: I love you. Jen: [Laughs] I know Joey: I do. Jen: No, Joey, Joey, you love everybody tonight. Joey, let me ask you something. Mmm? Do you think that you can summon up enough brain power to answer one little question? Joey: Is it about our future? Jen: No. No, it's purely about the present. Joey: sht. Jen: Do you happen to know where Drue lives? Joey: Ding, ding, ding. I do know the answer to that one. Drue lives in an apartment at the yacht club with his mother. Jen: Ok, and what--what about his father? Joey: Taos, new Mexico, I think. I guess he ran off with some new age chippie. Nice, huh? Left them high and dry. [Cut to Jack and Andie inside sitting on a couch talking to each other.] Jack: "You, too, can get into the college of your choice." Please tell me that's a private joke between the two of you. Andie: It's not a joke. It's a very helpful book. Jack: Maybe so, but as a birthday present or an un-birthday present, it pretty much sucks. Andie: Ok, what's your problem? Jack: My problem is that... Not everyone wants to spend every waking moment of life thinking about college, and some of us want to actually enjoy the remainder of our senior year, Andie. Andie: And I don't? Jack: No, you don't, 'cause ever since you finished your applications, all you've been doing is getting on my case about mine, Andie. Look, don't get me wrong, ok? I'm--I'm happy for you. I'm glad that everything's going so well, and you've got everything... Under control... But I don't need you to control my life... And you certainly don't need to branch out into Jen's. Andie: Oh, so you want me to just stand there and watch as you back yourself into a corner and totally ruin your entire future? Jack: Andie, it is not my future that I'm concerned about at the moment, it's the present. Look, 24 hours ago, my senior year officially began to suck. The only thing I was looking forward to this year, the only reason I fit into this damn high school was 'cause of football. I don't even have that anymore. So can we please just forget about the future for now? Just for tonight? Ok? [Cut to Joey and Jen. Andie comes up to join them.] Andie: Oh, there you guys are. I've been looking all over for you. Joey: Well, except here, 'cause if you would have looked here, you would have found us, 'cause this, Andie, is where we are. Jen: [Whispering] ignore her. So, where's jack? Andie: He's avoiding me. Am I too controlling? Both: Yes. Andie: Thanks for the vote of confidence. Joey: Andie, it's not a judgment. Some people like salad dressing on the salad, and some people like it on the side. Andie: Ok. Well, you know, it's just I want everyone that I know to be able to live up to his or her potential. Joey: Well, I have great potential as a waitress. Jen: [Laughs] that's great, Joey. What do you say that we get out of here, all right? I've got somebody that I owe an apology to. Joey: No, no, no. Stay here. Before anyone leaves this spot, we have a very important question to answer. Where do we really see ourselves in 5 years? And not the version that you answer to your college advisor. Come on. Jen: All right. Um, I plan to be starting work on my master's thesis, "are men necessary?" [All laugh] Andie: and I guess I'll be in P.R. 'Cause I mean, that's all I've really ever been good at in life is painting a happy face on disaster. Jen: Andie. Andie: Well, you know. Think about it. [Laughs] ok, you're up. Joey: Um... You tell me. Jen: All right, all right. That's an easy one. Um, you will have graduated from a ridiculously expensive ivy league school, moved to New York, where you will have taken a job in a funky soho art gallery where your starting salary is actually less than a year's tuition. Joey: [Laughs] now, why New York? Jen: Because New York is finishing school for cynics like us. Joey: I'm not a cynic. Jen: [Laughs] ok, you're not exactly sunshine personified, Joey. Joey: [Laughs] Andie: Ok, ok, you guys, come on. Joey: Right here, right now, let's make a deal. In 5 years, we'll get back together, and we'll see if any of these predictions actually came true. Jen: Deal. Andie: Deal. Jen: Ok. Shall we? Joey: We shall. Oh, wait. You guys, how are we gonna remember the date? It's not really Jen's birthday. Jen: I'll remember. Joey: Do you promise? [Cut to inside the party. Jack and Dawson are walking talking to one another.] Jack: So, you think we're the only 2 people not having fun at this thing? Dawson: It's hard to tell. Everybody else could be having fun, or they could just be imitating the fun they've seen people have in movies. [A guy walks past them, and slips knocking over a huge pile of cans. The two guys behind the pile who were building jump up and chase the first one past Jack and Dawson.] Jack: [Laughs] yeah. Dawson: Should we, uh Jack: no, they're guards. They're slow as hell. They'll never catch him. Dawson: I forget you actually know these people. Jack: Yeah, well, it's all part of being on a team, I guess, or sitting on the sidelines as it may be. Right. I don't know. You know, it's funny. You think something's making your life a living hell, and then when it's gone, It's... You really miss it. [Looks over and sees Joey.]But then again, I guess you probably know that feeling. Dawson: [Laughs] yeah. Yeah. [Cut to the Poker Table. Drue, Pacey, a woman and several others are playing. The woman begins to take off her top because she lost the hand, when Joey comes up to them. ] Drue: Excellent. I love this girl. It's like she's trying to lose. Joey: Strip poker. I leave you alone for 2 seconds, and you end up playing strip poker? Pacey: Originally this was just poker-poker, until I started kicking his ass. Then your friendly neighborhood co-worker decides to change the stakes on me, but I'm finished now, and, uh, we can just leave. Joey: Why leave? There's a half-naked chick in the room. Pacey: It's just a game. Up until now, nobody's taken off anything other than socks. Joey: So, it's just all good, clean fun? Pacey: Yeah, exactly. Just good, clean, American guy fun. Joey: Mmm. Deal me in. Pacey: Excuse me? Joey: You heard me. Now, what does a girl have to take off in order to play this game? Pacey: Ok, that's enough. [Claps] it's time for us to leave now, 'cause you see, you're drunk, you're bordering on disorderly, and you are definitely insane. So get up. Let's go. Shall we? Finished? Stand up. Let's go. Joey: You want me to stand up? Pacey: Yes, I'd like for you to stand up now. Joey: And why would I do that? Pacey: Because you are forcing me to make the ultimate guy maneuver. Joey: Pacey, uh, you can put me down now, Pacey. I'm fine. Pacey: Shh. Shh. Joey: I'm fine. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Inside after the party is over. Jen and Drue are sitting together next to a cake with lit candles.] Jen: I can't believe I'm saying this, but thank you. For the party. Turned out to not be so horrible. Drue: Well, thank you for coming. Uh, I hope I got the number of candles right. Jen: [Giggles] it'll do. So should I make my wish? Drue: No, first your present. I'd hate for you to squander it on something that may actually be in this box. Jen: [Sighs] listen. Drue, I'm sorry. About your parents. Joey told me. And... And I'm sorry I--I just assumed everything would be the same. That was stupid of me. Drue: It was. What are you waiting for? Open your present. Jen: All right. But you didn't have to do this. Drue: I know. I know I didn't have to. I wanted to. [Both giggle] Jen: what the hell is this? Drue: I think you know what it is. Jen: Ecstasy. Drue, I thought that I made my feelings perfectly clear on this subject. Drue: You did. Too clear. Which led me to suspect the lady was protesting too much. Jen: God! I am really an idiot. You haven't changed a bit. Drue: Oh, and you have? Please. Your hairstyle, maybe, but people don't change. Not that much. Jen: Yes, they do. They grow up, they accept responsibility. They realize that "die young and leave a good-looking corpse" is not all it's cracked up to be. I don't want your present, Drue. Drue: Fine. Jen: But since you've become such a paragon of responsibility, I guess it won't bother you if I just leave it right here. For safekeeping. [Scene: Jack's Room. Jack is there when Andie comes up to his room.] Andie: Hey. I just wanted to make sure that you got home ok. Jack: Yeah, I--I hitched a ride with my, uh, my one good arm. Andie: Oh. I thought maybe, uh, Dawson gave you a lift. Not that I care one way or the other. I'm not going to get too involved in your life or anything. Jack: You know, this is all your fault. Andie: I know. That's why I'm here apologizing. Jack: I'm not, uh, copying the apology part. Andie: I'm sorry. I really am. I'm sorry I haven't been more understanding about football. And I'm really sorry that I got all over your case on college. Jack: Keep going. Andie: You want me to abase myself further? Jack: basically, yeah. Andie: Ok, jack, you seem to think that I am, like, really obsessed with the future, and I'm not. I mean, really, I don't want it to get here any quicker than you do. Jack: Yeah, well, you have a funny way of showing it. Andie: Look, in less than a year, my life is going to be completely changed. I mean, everything is going to be different. I'm gonna live somewhere different, I'm gonna have different friends. I mean, everything is going to be different, and you know in times of uncertainty, I look for things that I can fix. Jack: You cant fix me, Andie. I mean, you gotta let me make my own mistakes in my own way in my own time. And it's not just for me. I mean, you gotta work on letting go of things you can't control. Andie: Like where you're gonna go to college. Jack: Or where I'm gonna go to college. Andie: Agreed. But do you realize that next year is gonna be the first year ever that we're not gonna be in the same school together? Jack: [Chuckles] hey. I tried to start kindergarten without you. Andie: What?! That is such a story that mom and dad told you. And besides, how could your version of the story possibly be true when everybody knows it's a fact that I, the more responsible one, am definitely the older sibling in this relationship. Jack: Heh! Andie: Yeah! [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Pacey has just driven Joey home, and is getting her out of the car.] Pacey: All right, you. Joey: I can't walk, Pacey. Pacey: Before, I had to drag you kicking and screaming, but now you wanna be carried? No. Joey: It's a woman's prerogative to change her mind. Pacey: Ah, but tonight you're one of the guys, remember? And guys walk. So come on, number 4. Out you get, watch your head. Joey: Uh... I don't really feel so good. Pacey: Well, guess what? You're gonna feel even worse tomorrow morning. And you still won't be any closer to getting into the ivy-covered institution of your choice. Joey: Pacey. I've been doing some thinking. Pacey: Yeah. Drunk thinking. Joey: Maybe... Maybe that's not what I really want. Maybe I just wanna stay here. You know, I mean-- I mean, look, it's--it's really beautiful here and... And I could just-- Pacey: just what? Stay here and work as a waitress all your life? Come on. I mean, forgive me if you're losing me here, Jo, but to be perfectly honest, you haven't made the slightest bit of sense all night, even before you were drunk-- Joey: I wanna be with you, Pacey. I wanna stay and be with you. Pacey: [Sighs] Hon, if you wanna be with me, then staying here would be a really stupid idea, considering I don't plan to be here. I plan to be wherever you are. Joey: Really? Pacey: Yes, really. Not that you deserve to hear such things right now. Joey: I know, I know. It was a very stupid thing to get drunk. Pacey: Yes, it was. I mean, let's face it here, Jo. You are destined for academic glory, and your boyfriend is circling the drain, which is a problem. In fact, that is a very big problem, but you couldn't possibly have thought that you could solve all of your problems in one night, with alcohol of all things. Joey: No. Pacey: No. Because alcohol, you know, it has that effect on problems. It just never solved them, ever. And I would hate to think that I fell in love with a moron. Joey: So you're in love with me, huh? Pacey: Well, not currently, no. Right now you're just some crazy drunk girl I gotta get in that door without waking up all the paying customers at her sister's b & b, but generally speaking...Yes. Joey: May I kiss you right now? Pacey: Yes, please. Mmm! Mmm-mmm-mmm! Mmm-mmm-mmm! But I'm still not carrying you. Joey: [Whispering] please. Pacey: Nope. [Laughs] you can give me the eyes, it's just not gonna work. Oh, come on, honestly, you don't[ ][mumbling] Jo, what, I look like I just fell off the turnip truck? You think I'm gonna fall for this? Jo... Halfway, that's it, I swear. I'm not kidding. My back's klling me here. Well, I guess since you're up here [Scene: The Lerery Fish House. Gretchen is cleaning up, when Dawson Enters the bar area.] Dawson: Oh. I'm sorry. I saw the lights on. I thought you were my mom. Gretchen: It's ok. She went home early. Dawson: Oh, so, uh... Congratulations on the job. Gretchen: Thanks. I feel like I owe you one. Dawson: Oh. Huh! Can I take a rain check? Gretchen: Oh, we're not gonna drink. But for every quarter that I bounce into that glass, you're gonna tell me one thing that's bothering you. Dawson: How do you know something's bothering me? Gretchen: Please. [Laughing] oh, there! See? Perfect. So spill. Dawson: All right. Earlier this evening-- ahem. My mother accused me of wanting to go to school in California so that I could run away from my problems. Gretchen: And you think she's right. Dawson: I don't know. I mean... Past few weeks, I've seen plenty of things that would make me wanna run screaming to the opposite coast. Gretchen: Like? [Quarter lands in glass] Dawson: don't make me answer this. Gretchen: Come on. This is much more therapeutic than drinking. Dawson: [Sighs] I've seen how much she loves him. I've seen it in her face. I've seen them hold hands, I've seen them kiss, and tonight, I saw them fight, which is something I've basically seen them do every day of my life since the first grade, but Gretchen: but not like this. Dawson: [Sighs] I think it was actually worse than the kissing. Gretchen: You know, Dawson, it might interest you to know that I did take one film class in college. Dawson: Was it a monumental waste of time? Gretchen: No. It was great, actually. But you know what my teacher said was the most bogus line in Hollywood cinema? Dawson: What? Gretchen: "There's no place like home." Dawson: The wizard of oz. Gretchen: Exactly. It's what everybody remembers about the movie, but it doesn't resonate with the rest of the story. Think about it. You know, home is this desolate, gray dust bowl of a place where some nasty old lady is trying to k*ll your dog. And oz is Dawson: Technicolor. Gretchen: And sure it has its problems. You know, poppy fields, flying monkeys-- Dawson: talking trees. Gretchen: But along the way, you make friends. Good friends. With people that you never even knew existed when you were growing up. Straw people, tin people Dawson: and lions. Gretchen: Exactly. And you help each other realize that all the things you wanna be you already are. And it's fun. Dawson: Well, if it's so much fun... Then what are you doing here? Gretchen: I don't recall you getting to ask any questions as part of our deal. Dawson: Well, what if I can bounce a quarter in that glass? Gretchen: Never happen. Dawson: You're not even gonna let me try? Gretchen: You can try, but you're just gonna have to use your own money, because I worked very hard to earn these quarters. Dawson: You're not gonna loan me one lousy quarter? Gretchen: No. Dawson: I don't think that's fair. Gretchen: [Laughs] well, that's too bad.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x04 - Future Tense"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 405 - A Family Way [Scene: The Leery Fish House Kitchen. Gale has walked in followed by Mitch and Dawson who are arguing with her.] Gale: I keep telling you, I'm fine. Mitch: Do people who are fine spend the entire afternoon in our bathroom throwing up? Gale: But I'm fine now. Dawson: Mom. I'm not taking sides, but dad's right. You're not going to get better unless you get some rest. Gale: I don't believe this. My own son. [Gretchen enters the kitchen] Gretchen: Gale, the Guinness tap just ran dry, we're out of Stoli, and somebody just found a hair in the pretzels. Gale: Ok. Call the beer distributor. Tell him he's a week late. If he can't get his ass over today, he's fired. Give the guy who found a hair a free drink. Put out a fresh bowl of pretzels and then tell my husband and my traitor son to get off my back. Gretchen: You heard the woman. Mitch: For the sake of your business go home before your customers catch your stomach flu and we have to rename the restaurant Leery's pending lawsuit. Dawson: He's right. Gale: All right. All right. I give up. Mitch: She promised me she'd go to the doctor last week. Dawson: I thought she had the same thing you had. Yours didn't keep coming back. Gretchen: Guys, gale's been throwing up a lot, right? And she's still hungry and putting on some weight? She's tired all the time? Her back hurts? Irritability, mood swings? Mitch: Yeah. The worst. Dawson: How'd you know? Gretchen: Sounds to me like she'll be feeling a lot better in about 9 months. Dawson: What? [Opening Credits] [Scene: Dawson's House upstairs by the bathroom. Mitch and Dawson are standing outside the door as Mitch paces back and forth.] Mitch: how's it going in there? Gale: I can't concentrate with you talking out there about what I'm doing in here. Ok, now it's way too quiet. Mitch: Uh, Dawson, um, so have you started studying for your S.A.T.S, yet? Dawson: Took the S.A.T.S. Twice. Mitch: I knew that. [Gale comes out of the bathroom carrying a pregnancy test.] Gale: It's pink. Mitch: All right. All right. First thing we do is, uh, we get you to a doctor A.S.A.P. To confirm your results and make sure everything's ok. Gale: Where you going? Dawson: Uh, I'm late. It's my first day painting Mr. Brooks' house. Mitch: Well, aren't you going to say anything first? Dawson: Congratulations. [Scene: Pacey's front Porch. Joey and Pacey are sitting on a chair necking with one another.] Pacey: Uh-uh-uh. Joey: What's wrong? Why'd you stop? Pacey: Uh, well, because every afternoon, we sit out here and we make out, and then inevitably at some point, you stop us, and we just go inside and watch TV for the rest of the afternoon. So today I'm issuing a preemptive strike. And I'm issuing a counteroffensive. [She begins kissing him again.]No, no. Stop right there. Haven't you ever heard the term no means no? Joey: I don't think I've ever heard that from you. Pacey: Well, you're hearing it now. I'm serious. It's time for us to watch some TV. Joey: Let me get this straight. Your girlfriend offers you her lips in the spirit of teenage lust, and you'd rather sit here and watch the e! True Hollywood story on Danny Bonaduce for the fourth time? Pacey: You always get to stop it. And I never get to stop it. So today, I'm stopping it. Joey: Stop it, Pacey. Pacey: I just did. Joey: You know what I mean. Pacey: And you know how I feel. Joey: Are we having a fight? Pacey: Well, not to the best of my knowledge. Joey: Feels like one of those times when you say that you're kidding around, but really, we're having a fight, pace. Pacey: I assure you, everything is perfectly all right. [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. Jack and Andie are walking together talking as they come out onto the field. There are tons of little children running around, attempting to play soccer.] Jack: How did I get myself into this? I was a mediocre soccer player back in junior high. I know nothing about kids. I've never coached anything in my life. Andie: Come on, coaching peewee soccer is a great opportunity to help mold young minds, teach them about teamwork and sportsmanship. Ok. The only reason to do it is because it looks good on your college apps. But don't worry. I take full responsibility should it turn out to be disastrous. Jack: Damn straight. Andie: Oh! Hey, kids. I'm Andie, and this is my brother jack. And together, we are all about to embark upon a soccer experience that will enrich your lives for years to come. Kids: Ohh. Andie: Ok. Everybody who wants to have some fun, raise their hands. Jack: What's your name? Boy: Her name is molly, coach jack. Jack: Molly. You don't want to talk, molly? How come? Boy: 'Cause she hates soccer. Molly: Shut up. Boy: She hates soccer. Jack: Why do you hate soccer, molly? Ok. You don't want to talk, that's fine. You don't have to talk if you don't want to talk. Molly: Gee, thanks. Jack: I heard something. I think she talked. Anyway, what molly doesn't know is that by the end of the season, no one is going to hate soccer, 'cause we're going to have so much fun runnin' around, winning some games, and eating plenty of pizza afterwards. So who's with me? Kids: Me! Yeah! [Scene: Mr. Brooks House. Dawson is standing on a ladder painting the same spot over and over without even realizing. He is deep in thought when Mr. Brooks comes outside.] Mr. Brooks: I think you have that space covered, Mr. Leery. Unless you'd like to be working off your debt into the next millennium. Dawson: Sorry about that, Mr. Brooks. Mr. Brooks: What might be prompting such a distracted performance? Worried which pompom girl to ask to the pep rally? Might I remind you that although I'm not paying you, it is you who owes me the debt of service. So I suggest you work it off to the best of your ability and leave the juvenile angst on the playground where it belongs. Dawson: Will do, Mr. Brooks. [Mr. Brooks turns to see some photos hanging out of Dawson's bag.] Mr. Brooks: Well, well, what's this? Fancy yourself a photographer, an artiste? Let's have a look at these. Dawson: Could you leave my personal property alone, please? Mr. Brooks: Surely the boy who stole and wrecked my boat is not giving me a lecture on the sanctity of personal property? Pedestrian. Wholly uninteresting. Amateurish and terrible composition, too. You--you didn't take this on purpose? Whew! As a photographer, you're a mediocre house painter, Mr. Leery. Do you know what your problem is? Those photos are cold, unemotional. There is no spark. Dawson: Thank you for the cogent analysis. I will keep that in mind next time. [Scene: The Capeside High Cafeteria. Joey is sitting at a table thinking when Jen comes up to join her. Joey is very deep in thought.] Jen: Hey, there. Well, looks like we were both robbed on that history test. "B-", my ass. What did you get? Joey: I think I set the curve. Jen: Well, I can see how that would be aggravating. [Giggles] jeez! What's wrong? Joey: Nothing. Mashed potatoes are cold. Jen: I got you. So, it's just been one tragedy after another today, huh? Joey: Mashed potatoes are cold, and so am I. Jen: Is this about sex? Joey: Is it that obvious? Jen: Heh! No, not really. It's just-- it's just that it always is. Joey: I think Pacey is starting to get impatient. Jen: Joey, he loves you. He'll wait. Joey: But, Jen, Pacey's not the problem. It's me. I mean, let's face it. The waiting just goes on and on, and at this point, even I'm getting impatient, but...For some reason, I just keep waiting. Jen: Joey, let me ask you something. Are you sure that you really wanna have sex? Joey: Of course I wanna have sex. The question is am I ready? Because I don't know how you know. I mean... Everyone just says that you just know, but what if that's just what they say and they never really know? Jen: Joey, I think that you'd feel more ready if you were actually prepared. Joey: What do you mean? Jen: Listen...For girls in New York, a visit to the free clinic to get birth control, safe-sex advice-- it's a rite of passage. It's like getting a bat mitzvah or, you know, your learner's permit test. Joey: The free clinic. Jen: Yeah. The truth is I don't think that anybody ever really knows if they're ready, but you do know if you're prepared, and you're not. Joey: You're right. Jen: To responsible sexual gratification. Joey: To womanhood. Jen: Cheers. [Scene: The Doctor's Office Waiting room. Gale and Mitch are sitting on a couch waiting for the doctor and talking.] Mitch: You ok? Gale: I'm fine. Mitch: Look, I've been thinking about it. I know this is terrifying. There's so many cards stacked against us, but it's gonna be ok. And don't worry about Dawson. He's just shocked, but he'll be fine. It's a good shock. Gale: Now, Mitch, have you thought at all about how we can possibly send Dawson to college and raise another child? We're already in debt as it is. And what about the fact we're not exactly 25-year-olds anymore? Do we even have the stamina to be parents all over again? That's 20 more years that we would have to commit to another child. Not to mention what we put Dawson through these past few years. What if that happens again? Mitch: That's not gonna happen again. Gale: I don't know. I can't help thinking that we should have thought about this before. Mitch: Maybe that's true... But you're pregnant now. I mean, that's the reality. Gale: Um... Mitch, you're avoiding one thing. Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean that I have to stay that way. And if I were to make that decision right this second... I wouldn't. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. Jack is watching some of the kids play when a woman comes up to stand next to him.] Jack: Hey, guys. Caroline: So tragic. All these adults pushing their kids out onto the field in order to make one last grasp at vicarious glory. [Both chuckle] Caroline: I'm Caroline, by the way. Caroline say. Molly's older sister. Mom had me when she was 21, molly when she was 40. Mm-hmm. That would make me 28, in case you were wondering. Jack: Gotcha. Caroline: And how old would that make you? Jack: I'm 18. Caroline: Hmm. Girlfriend? Jack: Uh, sister. Caroline: Oh. Cool. Heh heh heh. Coach jack, am I making you uncomfortable? Jack: [Laughs] no. Why would you say that? Caroline: Oh, I just thought maybe you thought I was flirting or something. Jack: Flirting? Why-- why would I think you're flirting? Caroline: Because I am flirting. Jack: Heh! Um... Caroline? Mm-hmm? Uh, look, I-I'm flattered and everything, but, uh Caroline: I'm coming on too strong. And you're shy. Jack: Yeah, see, I--I am. I'm shy and-- and I'm Caroline: shy and what? Jack: Shy and... Caroline: All right, you mull that one over, and I'll just be seeing your sweet face tomorrow. Until then, au revoir, coach jack. [Scene: Outside the Leery Fish House. Gretchen and Dawson are standing at one of the tables outside, and Gretchen is looking at Dawson's Pictures as he plays with his camera snapping pictures of her.] Gretchen: That old man is clearly nuts. These are great, Dawson. Dawson: Actually, he's right. They suck. Gretchen: No, they most definitely do not suck. Dawson: Oh, it's ok. [Shutter clicks] one has to suck before you can stop sucking. True genius begins in mediocrity. Gretchen: Well, I appreciate the humble artist bit. Dawson: It's way preferable to self-described genius. Gretchen: But even you cannot deny your natural abilities. Ok, if you don't stop taking my picture, I'm gonna smack you. Dawson: Am I making you uncomfortable? Gretchen: Yes. Dawson: Good. Gretchen: [Giggles] stop it! I mean it! Stop! Dawson: I'm just gonna finish this role of film. Gretchen: No! Dawson: Come on. Gretchen: Aah! [Both laughing] stop! [Shutter clicks] [They sit on a bench across the street. After almost getting ht by a car crossing it.] Dawson: [huffs] so... You know, you're right about my mom. She's pregnant. [Shutter clicks] Gretchen: I figured. Dawson: Maybe you can help me. I'm-- when I found out... Heh. I was upset. Gretchen: Really? Why? Dawson: Well, they're in their forties. They're about to send a kid to college. They barely have any money in the bank. Their relationship the past couple of years hasn't exactly been rock-solid. Everything's so unstable. It just seems... Completely irresponsible. Gretchen: It is. Dawson: Yeah, but I can't feel that way. I mean, I don't wanna feel that way, you know? I wanna be happy for them. Any idea how I can swing that? Gretchen: You mean how can you make yourself feel something that you're not? Heh heh! I don't know. All I know is I can't help but wonder how your mom feels right now. I mean, she's the one with the baby growing inside of her, you know, the one who doesn't have any money in the bank, the one whose kid is about to go off to college, the one who just got back together with her husband. Dawson: I--you know. I knew you were the right person to talk to. I'm starting to feel bad already. [Gretchen is a little uncomfortable about something.] Gretchen: I gotta go. Dawson: Why? Gretchen: Break's over. I'll see you later. Dawson: Ok. [Scene: The Capeside Free Clinic. Joey is waiting in one of the examining rooms when the Nurse comes in to join her.] Nurse: Have a seat. Did you schedule a pelvic exam with the doctor? Joey: Mm-hmm. Nurse: Ok, I'm gonna ask you a few questions, and I apologize ahead of time if they are a little bit unsettling. Are you ready? Are you currently sexually active? Joey: What do you mean? Nurse: Are you currently having intercourse? Joey: Oh! I'm--I'm sorry. I wasn't sure. Never mind. I-- no, I--but I'm going to be having intercourse. It's--that's why I'm here. Nurse: Are you aware that there is a chlamydia epidemic and that syphilis cases are on the rise? Joey: Syphilis? Nurse: Are you aware that there is currently no cure for the sexually transmitted diseases herpes, HIV, and HPV? And are you aware that while the pill offers excellent protection against pregnancy, it does not protect against sexually transmitted diseases? Have you had sexual relations in the past, and if so, were there any instances of unprotected sex? Joey: No, I'M... A virgin, 100% Nurse: and are you currently in a monogamous relationship? Joey: So far as I know. Nurse: Is there any reason why you'd think your partner's not being monogamous? Joey: Oh, no, no! I-- I was just kidding. He's definitely monog Nurse: you know, Joey, sometimes we think our partner is being monogamous Joey: no, he's definitely monogamous. There's really no doubt in my mind. Nurse: Regardless, it's important to practice safe sex. Now, is your partner willing to wear condoms? Joey: Yes. Nurse: Ms. Potter, these aren't even the hard questions. What if you become pregnant or contract an std? I mean, these are the potential consequences of sex. Joey: Ok. Nurse: Maybe you should know the other side of the coin, Joey. I mean, sex can be a wonderful, fun, fulfilling part of life. There's nothing to be ashamed or afraid of. I just... Want you to approach it with a certain level of maturity and responsibility, that's all. Joey: Ok. Nurse: So you scheduled your pelvic exam for next week. In the meantime, here you go. Condoms, spermicide, some information about birth control, Depo-Provera, other birth control options. And Joey? Joey: Yeah? Nurse: Smile. [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. Jack and Andie are on the field. Jack is playing Goalie as Andie is playing with one of the balls and they are talking about the coaching thing.] Jack: Hmm! You know that girl molly, the one that never wants to talk? Andie: Yeah? Jack: I don't know. I feel like I'm-- I'm bringing her out of her shell or making a difference or something. You think that's stupid? Andie: Nah, I think that's pretty awesome. Jack: There is one problem. You know that girl Caroline who comes to practice with molly? I think she propositioned me yesterday. Andie: What? No! Ok. Was she just flirting? I mean, maybe she was just flirting. Jack: No, no, no. No, she was one step away from reaching her hand down my pants and checking out the merchandise. Andie: Eww! Ok, I do not need to hear that. Jack: I know, but you gotta help me, 'cause she won't take no for an answer. I mean, I think the word "no" just turns her on even more. Andie: So just tell her you're gay. Jack: Andie... The word "gay" is kind of controversial when you're talking about working with kids. Andie: Oh, that's crap. Jack: I know it's crap, but it's a reality. I mean, all I wanna do right now is just put "soccer coach" on my college apps, not "gay civil rights crusader." Andie: All right, all right. I'll help you out with this. Jack: Yeah, thanks. Andie: Oh, and, uh, jack? You know, I just hope that you're a better coach than you are a player, because you suck! Ha! Yes, another one! [Scene: Dawson's House Dinning Room. Dawson comes out of the Dark room when he hears his parents, and joins them in the Dinning room.] [Faint talking] Dawson: good. You guys are home. Uh, I want to talk to you. Mitch: What is it, Dawson? It's about how I reacted when I found out that mom was pregnant. Um... I was really shocked and, um... Maybe a little bit disappointed, but I've been thinking, and I've just-- I've realized that... Heh! This is amazing. I mean... God, I'm-- I'm gonna have a little brother or sister. I mean, how cool is that? Mitch: Dawson... We're not gonna have the baby. Dawson: What? Gale: I know. Believe me, this isn't exactly the way that we wanted to tell you. Dawson: You know, w-wait a sec-- j-just... Just like that? You make a decision like this in a day? Gale: Uh, well, no, actually, Dawson, it wasn't just like that. I had suspected that I was pregnant for some time. I just didn't wanna deal with it because I knew what my decision would be if I was. Dawson: I can't believe this. Gale: Well, honey, you should be happy. Your lackluster attempt at excitement just now wasn't exactly Oscar-worthy. Dawson: Mom, I meant everything that I said. I'm trying to be supportive. Dad, you actually agreed to this? Mitch: Yes, I did. Gale: No, Dawson. He's lying to protect me. It was my idea and my suggestion. And yes, I know. I'm a terrible mother, aren't I? Dawson: Th-that's not what I said. Gale: Let's not pretend it's not what you think, honey. It's no lie that I have messed up at being your mother at every turn, that I'm the one that tore your family apart Dawson: wait a-- d-don't use me as the excuse for making this decision. That's not fair. Gale: It's not an excuse, Dawson. No, I sat down, and I considered all the facts. And the fact is... I can't do it again. I can't handle the mistakes. Now, you put that together with the money issues and my age and everything else, and the only answer is... I can't have the baby. Now, honey, maybe you're gonna hate me forever because of this, or maybe you'll never be able to understand, but the fact is... This is my decision, and I have made it. And now this discussion... It's over. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Beedroom. Dawson is sitting on his bed going through some of his pics when his father comes upstairs to get him.] [Knocks at door] Mitch: hey, your mother wanted me to tell you that breakfast is ready. Dawson: Well, tell my mother I'm not hungry. Mitch: She also wanted me to tell you that she's sorry you're upset. And I can personally attest to her not sleeping a wink last night. Dawson: Is she really gonna do this? Mitch: Yes. Dawson: What about you? What do you want? Mitch: I don't know what I want. But I do know that I don't want her going through with the pregnancy if it's not the right thing for her to do. Ultimately it's her body, her decision. I respect that. Dawson: What if it's the wrong decision? Mitch: Did I ever tell you that we tried for 3 years to get pregnant before we had you? Dawson: No. Mitch: Yeah. We'd just about given up. And then, after you were born, we tried again. 5 years of hope and disappointment. I had always wanted a big family, you know. A house filled with love and all that. Admitting that it would never happen... That was devastating. But then, one morning, I woke up... I realized that it did happen. My house is filled with love, and my life is full. I don't know. Maybe for the rest of my life, I'll wonder, "what if?" But now... I am just so grateful to have you. And your mother. Makes all the rest easier to deal with. [Scene: Joey's Bedroom. No one is in it when Bessie comes in carrying some laundry.] Bessie: Joey, would you please tell your stupid boyfriend to stop sneaking his smelly clothes into our laundry. I'm trying to run a business here. And I'm talking to an empty room. [Bessie begins to put the laundry away when she opens Joey's top drawer and sees the packet of condoms and stuff in it. And she closes the drawer after putting some stuff in when Joey comes in.] Joey: What are you doing? Bessie: Nothing. Just laundry. I gotta go. [Joey goes to the drawer and opens it and then looks devastated.] [Scene: The Capeside Soccer field. Caroline comes up to stand next to Jack. Standing actually very close to him.] Kid: Aw, man, we stink. Caroline: Ready for the game this afternoon? Jack: Uh... Well, our defense sucks, and our offense is merely terrible. Caroline: Ha ha! I'm sure they'll do great. So, jack, listen, I was thinking maybe tonight, we could Andie: oh, uh, jack, we've got that thing we've gotta do tonight. Caroline: And who are you? Andie: I'm jack's girlfriend. Caroline: Really? I thought you were his sister. Andie: Oh, yeah, um, well, actually, I am. Heh heh! I'm just making sure no one lays a hand on Jackers here, 'cause, uh, Natasha-- that's his girlfriend-- uh, she's a black belt, and she'd get really pissed. Caroline: Really. Natasha? Natasha who? Andie: Natasha...Boyardee. Jack: Natasha Boyardee? Caroline: [Chuckling] look, I really appreciate the overprotective sibling thing. I do. But I think jack here can make his own decisions. Andie: And he's decided. He's not interested. Caroline: Or maybe he's decided that it's none of your business and you should butt out and let him speak for himself. Jack: Ok, you know what? It's just not gonna happen, ok? Caroline: And why is that? Jack: Because. Caroline: That's why? Because? Jack: Because I'm gay. All right? Caroline: Wait a minute. Oh! N--[laughing] you didn't think I meant-- because I knew that. Heh heh! Of course I knew that. [Scene: A Distant Capeside Dock. Gretchen is standing there looking out into the water when Dawson comes walking up to join her.] Dawson: Hey. Gretchen: Hey. Dawson: Um, thank you for meeting me here. I didn't wanna go to your place for obvious reasons. Gretchen: Understood. What's up? Dawson: My mom is having an abortion. And, uh, I-I'm not sure that I'm dealing with it too well. And on-- on top of that, I feel awful about what they must be going through. Gretchen: Well, what's the problem, really, Dawson? Are you worried about them? Or is it that your illusions of parental infallibility are finally shattered? Dawson: Well, they were pretty much shattered during my mom's affair. But, um... What's your problem? Gretchen: What do you think my problem is, Dawson? Dawson: I think you went through what my mom's going through. Gretchen: Heh. You're good. Dawson: Uh, y-you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. Gretchen: Well, isn't that why you called me here? Dawson: [Exhales] I need to understand why she's doing it. And I know that your situation is probably completely different, but-- I thought you might be able to help me. Otherwise, I never would have brought it up. Gretchen: Heh! It's ok. I get it. You're right. I did get pregnant last semester. In the backseat of my--my boyfriend's Geo Prizm in the dorm parking lot while my roommate was studying for finals. Lynyrd Skynyrd was on the radio. And I hate Lynyrd Skynyrd... Which made me even madder when I found out that I was pregnant. So, there I was, you know, 20 years old, piles of student loans, a--a 2.9 GPA. So I made a decision. It was the hardest decision that I ever made in my life. [Exhales deeply] but it didn't matter, because... A week later, I woke up, and it was over. I had a miscarriage. And you'd think that I'd be happy, you know? But I wasn't. I felt really guilty. You know, for-- for getting off easy, for--for feeling relieved, and for putting myself in a position where I even had to make that kind of a decision. Dawson: Does that mean that your decision was the same as my mom's? Gretchen: Does it really matter? Dawson: No. Thank you. Gretchen: For what? Dawson: For trusting me. I won't tell anyone. Gretchen: I know you won't. [Scene: The Potter B&B Dinning area. Joey, Bodie, Bessie, and 3 customers are sitting down to dinner.] Bessie: I'm so glad you're having a nice visit. Did you take the tour yet? Joey: Hey, I got an "a" on that English test. Bodie: Oh, good for you, Jo. Joey: Yeah, I was up all night studying at Pacey's. I'm exhausted. Bessie: I'm sure you are. Joey: Excuse me? Bessie: Nothing. Pass the potatoes. Joey: Not until you tell me what that meant. Bessie: Bodie, dear, will you please pass the potatoes? Joey: You'll get the potatoes when you tell me what that meant, Bess. Bessie: You wanna know what it meant? Fine. It meant either you were at Pacey's having sex all night or you've started your own mail-order birth-control business out of your bedroom. Joey: I knew it! I can't believe you snooped in my room. Bessie: It was hard to miss, Jo. You've got enough in there to fill a warehouse. And I'll tell you what. I'd lock you in there if it was legal, because you're not ready to have sex. Joey: Oh, so now you're playing ms. Responsible caretaker? Bessie, you let me spend an entire summer sailing around on a boat with Pacey alone. Bessie: I didn't let you. You just went. What could I have possibly said? Joey: Nothing. Just like there's nothing that you can say about this. Bessie: There is one thing I can say about it, young lady. You're making the biggest mistake of your life. Joey: Bessie, for your information, I'm not having sex, ok? But at some point, I probably will, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. Bessie: You're a 17-year-old girl who doesn't understand the first thing about consequences and responsibility. You are not ready to have sex! Joey: I am the oldest 17-year-old in Capeside, Bessie. My whole life is consequences and responsibility, ok? So, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go to my "birth control warehouse." [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. Jack is there with the team. Molly is standing looking like she is sad about something.] Jack: Break! Break! Break! Go get 'em. Good luck. What's the matter, molly? You nervous about the game? Molly: Billy and Todd aren't coming. We're definitely gonna lose. Jack: They're coming. They're just a little late, that's all. Molly: Their dads called my dad. They said they had to quit the team because you're dangerous. They're not coming. Jack: Ok, um... Molly, I want you to remember something. Whether or not Todd and Billy quit the team or if, for that matter, everybody quits the team, you and me are gonna play some soccer, and then we're gonna get some pizza. Ok? Molly: Don't worry, coach jack. They're all just jerks. I know you're not dangerous. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Later that night. Joey is sitting on the bench in the yard when Bodie comes out to join her carrying Alexander with him.] Bodie: Interesting floor show earlier, though I'm not sure it's good for repeat business. Joey: You know, sometimes I don't get her. I mean, it's not like I'm perfect by any means, but there are a lot of kids out there doing a lot of stupid things, and I just think that she lucked out with me. Bodie: I'd say you're right. Joey: So why is she being so irrational? Bodie: Your sister worries about you, Jo... All the time, in fact. She doesn't want you to end up like her. She wants more for you. You know, you're the one who's supposed to get outta here. She just wants to make sure that happens. Joey: I know. I haven't made my decision yet. About sex, I mean. I... I just thought that if I got prepared, then I would be ready, and then afterwards, I got really scared. And then this morning, I felt like I was ready again, and then... This afternoon, I... I wasn't so sure. Bodie: You know, Jo, I can't tell you what to do. No one can. For now, all I can say is if you're not ready to be prepared for sex, then you're probably not ready for sex. [Scene: Dawson's Living Room. Gale and Mitch are sitting together on the couch, when Dawson comes down sstairs he is in somewhat of a hurry when he stops to talk to them.] Dawson: Um... I just got a few minutes before I gotta go to Mr. Brooks', but, um... Uh... I wanted to say something about how I feel about your situation. Mom, you said that when you sat down to make this decision that you considered all the facts. But I think you're forgetting the most important one, and I just want to make sure that you have it before you make your final decision. You are the best mother that I know, and you're wrong if you think you've disappointed me at every turn, mom. All you've done is make me proud. You're not afraid to make mistakes and then to pick up and to keep going and keep trying new things, and I owe so much of who I am to you... To both of you. I... I used to idealize this perfect childhood with this perfect little house, and then... You guys gave me something so much better. You gave me something real. And were I to do it over again, I would not change a thing. And if you guys are even half the parents to your next kid that you were to me, he would be the luckiest kid in the whole world. Gale: Thank you, honey. Dawson: It's gonna be ok, mom. [Scene: Pacey's living room. Joey and Pacey are sitting on the couch necking once again, when Pacey pushes away.] Pacey: You know, I think we should probably slow this down a notch. Joey: Ok. Pacey: What? Joey: Let's turn it down a notch. I mean, if that's what you want, I respect that. Pacey: Oh... Well... Thanks. Joey: Perhaps you were hoping that if you turn the tables on me, I might get paranoid, 'cause I'm always the one that's stopping things, and now, suddenly, you're stopping things, so maybe I need to go further, maybe even, you know, pay a visit to the free clinic, stock up on goodies, and bring 'em back here, and then we'd have sex. Pacey: Wait a minute. Did you actually go to the free clinic to stock up on goodies? Joey: I can neither confirm nor deny such reports. Pacey: All right, hold on. Uh, Jo... I really was-- I was just kinda kidding about the whole thing. All I wanted to do was to jump-start the conversation. Joey: I'm actually really glad that I went. So it's... You know, it's fine. Pacey: No, it's really not ok. I don't want to make you do anything that you're not ready to do. Joey: I know. And, Pacey, I get it. Just as long as you realize that if you do turn into some typical hormone-filled, silly-ass boy and try to manipulate me again, I'm out the door. Pacey: Jo, I'm sorry. Joey: I know. You know, pace, just because we're not having sex yet, it... Well, there are certain things that we can do. Pacey: What kinds of things? Joey: [Whispering] I could kiss you. Pacey: Hmm. Or... Perhaps I could just come over there and... Joey: [Pacey starts tickling her.]No, no, Pacey. Pacey, no! Pacey, stop it! Stop it! [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. It the end of the evening and Jack and Andie are cleaning up from the days event.] Jack: What the hell was I thinking? What possessed me just to blurt it out like that? Andie: Come on, jack, it's not like it's a big secret. Anyone can find out if they want to. Jack: I know, I know. But it's naive to think that people aren't going to care, you know? It's naive to think that people aren't gonna be small-minded and bigoted and ignorant and that this whole thing isn't just gonna get worse from here on out. Maybe I should just quit. Andie: Wh--ok, now that is ridiculous, jack, because you did the right thing. I mean, the alternative is not to tell people who you are, and who wants to live like that? And besides which, you are great with these kids. So what you need to do is stick with the coaching and just stop worrying about the parents and their stupid hang-ups, ok? Because it will blow over. Jack: But I'm a good person, Andie. When people look at me, they see something awful. Do you know how that feels? Andie: Give it time. It will blow over, I swear. Jack: Nah, it never does. Andie: It will. Jack: Do you mind if I, um, finish up alone? Andie: You sure? Jack: Yeah. Andie: Ok. [Scene: Mr. Brooks house. Dawson is painting the porch when Mr. Brooks comes out to bother him some more.] Mr. Brooks: Each time I step out onto this porch to watch you at work, Mr. Leery, I breathe a sigh of relief that I'm not paying you. This way, I can still hire a professional to paint over your mess. Dawson: You know, Mr. Brooks, I actually think I'm doing a pretty good job. Mr. Brooks: We all have our illusions. Ah, I see you've been hard at work adding to your collection. Ah, trite. A naked attempt to evoke sentiment. Why not just sht a photo of a puppy in garbage can, huh? Hmm. [He stops at one of the pictures.] Dawson: "Hmm"? That's the best scathing criticism you can muster? Mr. Brooks: Sometimes honesty is scathing, Dawson. I can't help that. But this last one... Ah... This last one is actually not bad. It's the first picture that makes a connection with the subject, as if you're not only sh*ting her melancholy but your own. This is the first one I've seen with a bit of you in it. This one has potential. I don't see you painting, Mr. Leery. [Door shuts] [Dawson gets up and grabs his book of pictures and opens it to the picture he was talking about. It is a picture of Gretchen. The scene fades into Jack walking on the empty Soccer field at night with a dejected look on his face. Then into a scene with Joey washing the dishes when Bessie comes up from behind and takes the dish from her hand and begins drying it. They just look at each other and smile. Then the scene fades to Dawson in his Dark Room, developing pictures, and he takes one of Gretchen out of the solution and just looks at it. Then the scene fades into Gale sitting at the kitchen table looking at some pictures when Mitch comes up to join her. She is looking at some baby pictures of Dawson, and then the scene fades to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x05 - A Family Way"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 406 - Great Xpectations [Scene: Capeside High Library. Andie is dragging Jen along with her through the rows of shelves until they come to the college book section.] Andie: But the way I got through it is to take it step by step. So, let's just take a step over to the college-bound reference section and start pulling down a few books. Jen: Yeah. Andie: Hey, you know what might be fun? Jen: Uh, what? Andie: Start focusing on schools that are in New York since it's your old hood. Jen: Oh, I don't know. I just spent 3 years trying to flush the big apple out of my system. Andie: Yeah, but haven't you recently decided you might wanna go back? Jen: Huh! Well, as you're so fond of pointing out, I--I haven't recently decided anything. Andie: Well, what about your rush to rejoin the gng at the, uh, haunt? Jen: Has drew been whispering in your ear? Andie: Well, actually, we did have a little confab at the yacht club last week. He was telling me all about you and your social set and how you guys used to spend all of your time at the haunt dancing and drinking until the wee hours of the morning. According to him, it was a non-stop ball of fun. Jen: Mm. Well, "according to him" would be the key phrase. He's the dark prince of revisionist history. [Jack comes running up to them finally finding them. He is carrying an envelope and is a little out of breath. He is a little excited although he tries to hide it.] Jack: I found you. Ok, I'm glad you're still here. Andie: Why? What's going on? Jack: Oh, nothing much, actually. It's just, uh-- well, there's this one thing-- uh, there's something waiting at the house for you all day, and, uh, actually, you know, it's not really that important. It's just a little letter from a know-nothing nor' eastern school. So, you know, you might wanna take a glance at it. It's from some place called, um, Harvard. [She drops the books she is holding and Jen manages to catch them.] Andie: Ohh! Harvard! Oh! Oh, my gosh, ok! Um, this is future in an envelope. Oh, god, or not! If it was a yes, it would be bigger, right? I mean, this is a case where size really does matter, right? Jen: Well, I think that size only matters when you have a full view of the entire package, really. [Andie doesn't react to this statement, but Jack smiles and nods approvingly.] Andie: So, I have to open it in order to find out. Jen: Uh-huh. Jack: Come on. They'd be fools not to take you. Andie: They would, wouldn't they? Jack: Will you open it? Andie: Ok. "Dear ms. Mcphee, "Harvard college is pleased to inform you "that your application for early action "for the fall of 2001 has been accepted, "and we are looking forward to having you as a member of the freshmen class." Jack: Yes! You're in, you're in! Jen: You're in! Andie: I'm in! Jack: Hey, congratulations! Andie: Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Jack: Hey, everybody! My sister just got in to Harvard! [Students cheering] [Opening credits.] [Scene: The Local Record Store. Dawson is going through some CDs on the shelves, when Gretchen comes into the store. Seeing him, she grabs a CD off the new release section and brings it over to him.] Gretchen: If you're looking for something new and different, may I suggest Morcheeba? Dawson: Morcheeba. Gretchen: They're a little Herbie Hancock, a little Biz Markie, and just a touch of Poe tossed in for good measure. Dawson: Several more artists not currently represented in my CD collection. Gretchen: You've at least heard of them. Dawson: Uh... Gretchen: Oh, Dawson. [Someone comes by and passes Gretchen a flyer.] Heh heh! Thanks. Dawson: Is that a party invite? Gretchen: Oh, not just a party, a rave. Dawson: A rave in Capeside. Well, I guess even suburban, rhythm-impaired youths need an outlet, right? Gretchen: Sure. Hey, it does a body good to just let loose once in a while. Besides, raves aren't just an outlet for dancing. They're sort of a declaration of independence. Dawson: Yeah, right up there with the Boston tea party. Gretchen: Hey, every generation has its rebel subculture experience, and this is ours. You know, our attempt to define who and what we are and to make a statement about how we're gonna live our lives. Dawson: And our statement is that we can keep tedium at bay by wearing glitter and jumping around to techno pop? Gretchen: It's called fun. And I think you need to come with me and check it out. Dawson: To a rave? Not really my scene. Gretchen: Well, I'm guessing you haven't actually been to one, so how would you know? Dawson: Instinct, you know? I've never been two-stepping either, but somehow I know better than to run out and buy a pair of cowboy boots. Gretchen: Yeah, well, two-stepping isn't all the rage with the nation's youth. But, if you were so inclined, I would love to intro you to something that Dawson: is completely foreign to everything I've ever known in my entire life. Gretchen: Ok, well, consider it one of the terms and conditions of our new friend agreement. You know? "Must challenge and expose other party "to experiences he or she would otherwise not indulge in." Dawson: Does this agreement have a rain check clause? Gretchen: Yes, but just this once. Dawson: Ok, I promise I'll take you up on it next time, if and when I'm ready for you to see how insufferably uncool I can be. Gretchen: Oh! You don't give yourself enough credit. I mean, at worst, you're just mildly uncool. Dawson: Well, thank you. Gretchen: Will you at least give this disc a try? Dawson: Yeah. Right now? Gretchen: Mm-hmm. Come on. Dawson: Ok. [Scene: Outside the Records Store. Joey and Pacey are walking up the walk, talking and joking with one another.] Pacey: This town is sorely lacking in post-meridian activities. Joey: We could always do a Bonnie and Clyde. Pacey: What, like, ht a bank and go on the lam? Joey: Well, it's a practical solution to 2 of our biggest problems, you know-- money and boredom. Pacey: Yeah, that's good, actually. You know, we can get ourselves one of those big honking sedans. I can get myself a fedora. You can get yourself one of those Kodak box cameras. Then we just head out across the heartland. You know, thumb our nose at authorities, stopping occasionally, I guess, to take cute pictures of the loving gangster couple. [Joey looks into the Record Store window and sees Gretchen and Dawson listening to music together in one of the booths.] Pacey: Do you wanna burn some time spinning some discs? Joey: Oh, nah, not right now. Come on. [Scene: Andie's Bedroom. Andie, Jack, and Mr. Mcphee are there. Mr. Mcphee is putting his old Harvard sweater on Andie and looking very proud.] Mr. Mcphee: My father gave that to me the summer I got in. And I've been saving it, hoping for this moment. You look perfect in it. Andie: Daddy, I'm not perfect. Not by a long sht. Jack: [New England accent] you know, Andie, wearing the crimson signifies excellence. In fact, I remember when the boys and I first got to the yard Mr. Mcphee: [laughing] you think this is exciting? You wait till the course book arrives. We're gonna see if some of the old wr horses are lecturing this fall. And then, you know, there's a summer session Jack: Dad! Mr. Mcphee: All right, all right, I'm getting ahead of myself. It-it's just-- this is the greatest moment of your life, Andie. I have never been more proud of you than I am right now. \ Jack: Well, just remember I want that same speech when I get into clown college. [All laugh] Mr. Mcphee: all right, you have to excuse me. I have a phone book full of calls to make to some of my fellow alum. Heh heh! [He Leaves.] Jack: Ohh. It's a big sweater to fill, huh? Well, don't let him get to you, but don't freak yourself out, either. Andie: I'm not freaked out. I'm not anything. In a way, I wish I were. You heard him. This is supposed to be the greatest moment of my life. You know, I mean, I should feel amazing or happy or something. Jack: You're telling me you don't feel anything? Andie: No. One big fat empty. It's probably just the medication, you know. It keeps me from feeling the lows, but the side effect is it keeps me from feeling the highs, too. But you don't have to worry about me. I'm sure I'll be bouncing off the walls in a few days. Jack: Uh, I totally forgot. Speaking of bouncing off the walls, I got this e-mail invite. There's a rave going on tonight. What better way to celebrate? Right? You just got into Harvard. I think you deserve a night of wild, reckless abandon. What do you say? [Scene: The School Computer Lab. Jen is sitting at one of the computers and researching some colleges in New York, when she receives an email invitation to the Rave from Drue, who is sitting at a computer behind her.] Jen: Ahem. Drue, one more time and I'm gonna feel compelled to accidentally smash your fingers in the doorjamb. Drue: Come on. Think back to your halcyon heyday. You were the uber-raver. Your love for the scene was world-renowned. Jen: Hmm-hmm! Another part of my reputation I was really proud of. Drue: You, my dear, are a pod person. The Jen I once knew thrived on that reputation. She personified fun. That Jen is M.I.A. Heh! College seeker.Net? Oh, come on, Jen. How bottom of the ninth is it? Jen: Oh, it's coming back to me. Yeah, I remember why my skin crawls every time you're around me. Drue: Your skin crawls because I remind you of what you're missing. Come on, Jen, face it. You need stimuli. Too long without it and the little voices inside start to ask for it. And you've been here for a while, and I bet your little voices are screaming. Oh, by the by, uh, that night I went back for the, uh, ecstasy I gave you-- it's a funny thing. Both you and it were gone. Now, I know where you are Jen: you're such a bastard. Drue: You know, it's not surprising to me that you wavered. I mean, here it is, fall quarter, senior year, and you still don't know what you wanna do with your life, where you wanna go, who you wanna be, it would sure be nice to escape those questions for a little while, wouldn't it? Jen: Drue, I'm no longer 14 and naive. And if you're gonna try and convince me to screw up my life again, you're gonna have to do a hell of a lot better than that. Drue: Ok. How's this? You're afraid that if you admit to yourself how much you loved feeling good, you'd have to admit that you wanna feel that good again. If you're gonna take one, tonight's the perfect night. [Scene: The Leery House. Dawson walks into the Dinning room to find some balloons on the table one saying Congratulations, he turns to see his parents dancing with one another.] Dawson: "Congratulations"? Did, uh, publisher's clearing house stop by today? Gale: Oh, Dawson, no, uh, honey, I thought you were going to be working at the restaurant tonight. Dawson: It was a little slow. They said they didn't need me. Mitch: Well, we're glad you're here because, um, we have something to tell you. Dawson: Ok. Gale: Uh, we have spent a lot of time thinking about this. And, uh, despite all the logical reasons why we shouldn't, our, uh, hearts say that we should have this baby. [All laughing, they hug each other.] Dawson: I'm so happy for you, this is-- this is amazing. Mitch: This is really how you feel, huh? Dawson: Yes, absolutely, completely. But... Wow! Gale: Yeah. Wow! Mitch: Wow. Gale: Oh, honey, we were just gonna sit down and have dinner. Let me get you a plate. Dawson: Uh, you know what? Don't worry about it. I already ate, and, uh, there's this thing I was invited to, so think I'm gonna go upstairs, change, and then I will be out of your hair. You guys have a good night. Mitch: You know what I love about that kid? Gale: Everything. Mitch: Yeah, well, that and... He can totally take a hint. [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Joey is sitting in front of a mirror fixing her hair, while Gretchen is getting ready herself. Pacey is standing in the Kitchen just watching them.] Gretchen: I've been to at least a dozen raves, and they've all been great. Joey: Oh, yeah. Hundreds of sweaty strangers packed together, being blasted with potentially ear-damaging decibels? Oh, sounds great. Gretchen: Ha! Hey, I thought you were gonna give this a chance. Joey: I am. I'm actually really excited to check out this new revolution. Pacey: No. Aren't raves just like high school dances, but 10 times longer? Gretchen: Oh, I used to love high school dances. Pacey: Well, duh, you were the queen of every one you ever went to. Gretchen: Well, duh! Why do you think I loved them? Hey, if you don't wanna come, we are totally fine leaving you here. Pacey: Did I say I didn't wanna come? All of a sudden, I'm starting to see the upside here. Gretchen: Good! [Knock on door] Gretchen: Dawson? Whoa. You actually decided to come. Dawson: Uh, yeah. I'm cashing in my rain check. Gretchen: Come in. Hey, guys, look who's joining us. Dawson: Heh. All right. The Mitch mobile is gassed and ready to go. Who's coming? Joey: Let's go, pace. [Scene: Jen's Bedroom. Andie and Jen are there, and Jen is looking around for a map, through her school bag.] Andie: We're gonna be late picking up jack. His meeting ends by 10:00. Jen: I know, I know. I just-- I gotta find directions to the map point. Andie: What's a map point? Jen: Um, it's, uh, it's like a buffer zone for undesirables. If they don't like the way that you look, you might not get directions to the actual location. Andie: But--but how do you know if you're undesirable? Jen: Andie, it's a rave on the outer banks of civilization. Anybody who shows up with money is desirable. Oh, there we go. Don't worry. Andie: Heh! Jen: Within an hour, you will be grooving to the point of exhaustion with the Capeside version of its disenfranchised youth. Andie: Are you sure you wanna go, because I'm starting to feel really guilty about twisting your arm, and if you don't wanna go, I totally understand. Jen: Mm-mmm. No, no, I want to celebrate with you. Andie: Good, because I think we're gonna have so much fun, and I think that is exactly what we need-- is to have fun. But first, the facilities. [She goes to the bathroom and Jen goes over to her dresser. Jen opens the top drawer and digs around and pulls out the box of Ecstasy that Drue gave her. She opens the box and puts the pills in her hand and is looking at them when Andie comes into her room.] Andie: figured while I'm in there, I might as well slap on a little bit of that lip-- ahem. Are those some kind of pills? Jen: Yeah. Um, some kind of pills. Andie: We're not talking aspirin, are we? [Commercial Break] [Scene: Driving to the Map Point. The Mitch Mobile is going along the road. Gretchen and Dawson are sitting in the front seats, and Pacey and Joey are in the back seat.] Gretchen: You know what just went through my mind? That fourth of July in Cohasset. That was the last time all of us were in a car together. God, you guys were such babies. How old were you, Pacey? Pacey: I don't know, I don't remember. Dawson: We were 11. You were 14. Gretchen: And you were wearing something red. Is it possible that I remember that? Dawson: Unfortunately, yeah. [Gretchen and Dawson laughing] [Scene: The Park along the water line. Andie and Jen are walking along the waterfront and walk over to the swing set.] Andie: ecstasy, wow! So have you done a lot of it? Jen: Yeah, in New York. I never went to a rave without it, and I went to a lot of raves. Andie: Mm-hmm! So you must've liked what it did for you. I mean, otherwise, you wouldn't have kept taking it, right? Jen: Well, yeah, I mean-- first few times, it's amazing. It's hard not to love the x-effect. Andie: Which is what, exactly? Jen: Whew. Heh! What's with all the questions? Andie: I'm just curious. You know, a way to pass the time until jack gets out of that never-ending meeting. Jen: All right. Um, god. The first time you do X, it's really good. You get this feeling of loving everybody and everything, and everybody loves you and... That can be really powerful. X just made me happy. It just... Provided a pleasant vacation from my usual spot under the bell jar. Andie: So x makes you happy? Jen: Heh heh! Mmm, all kinds of wonderful. Andie: That doesn't sound so bad. Jen: Yeah, it's not at first. See, it lasts about 6 hours and then it's gone. And afterward, ironically, you're more depressed than when you started. The bad thing, like with any drug, it makes you lose your inhibitions. That's why I stopped. I just-- I just didn't know who I was anymore. Andie: Can I see it? Come on, I'm just, you know, I'm curious. I wanna see what they look like. Jen: Heh! Andie, you're way too interested. [He hands her the box] Andie: I'm just interested in feeling happy. Jen: Wait a minute. Didn't you just get in to Harvard? Andie: Yep. And one would think that finally getting the one thing that you wanted your entire life, you'd experience one moment of sheer joy, but Jen: no moment? You wanna talk about what you are feeling? Andie: Nope. Because that's all I ever do is talk and talk. Tonight, I just wanna have fun. I wanna leave my problems behind in a little field and pick them up tomorrow. I don't know. I-- I'm sure it's just some kind of weird delayed reaction thing, and I'm gonna feel happy soon. Yeah. It's just Jen: you will. [Jen holds her hand out for the box, but at that moment Jack walks up to them, and she quickly pulls her hand back, and Andie hides the box.] Jack: Oh, my god. Insufferable. I cannot wait to dance this soccer stuff right out of my head! What, did I, uh, interrupt something? Andie: No. Uh, just girl talk. Jack: Mm-hmm. Well, I'm glad you stopped when I got here. Shall we, uh, vamanos? Andie: Yeah. [Jen tries to get the box back, but Andie puts it in her back pocket.] [Scene: The Map Point. They finally arrive, to find it a driveway to an dark area, that is blocked off by a chain. They will have to walk the rest of the way.] Dawson: Could they make this any creepier? Gretchen: I'll be your map point buddy. Come on. [Gretchen and Dawson get out of the car.] Pacey: When did they become going-out-together buddies? Joey: I believe this is the inaugural event. Pacey: So, then of all the guys in Capeside that wanna befriend her, she picks Dawson. That doesn't bother you at all? Joey: Pace, he's the only person close to her age working at the restaurant. Makes perfect sense that they'd become friends. Pacey: No. I asked if it bothered you. Joey: No. It doesn't bother me. Pacey: Tsk! It bothers you. Joey: Heh! No, it doesn't bother me. It bothers you. You just want it to bother me, too. Pacey: So then what's bothering you? Joey: You. [Laughs] [Scene: The Map Point. Dawson and Gretchen come walking up to a guy standing alone on the drive.] Guy: Now, why are you here? Gretchen: To have a great night? Guy: Exactly! Right on! All right, um, 5 bucks a body. Dawson: We'll take 4. Guy: Follow the yellow brick road. Gretchen: Now that I have you alone, tell me, is it just a front, or are you really ok with the Joey-Pacey component of the evening? Dawson: Uh, it's a little awkward, I'm not gonna lie, but you know what? I'm in too good of a mood to let it bother me. Gretchen: Is that why you changed your mind? Dawson: Uh...Yeah. Actually, um, my parents decided to have the baby. Gretchen: Wow! Oh, Dawson, that's incredible. Dawson: Good, good. I wanted to tell you right away, but in light of-- you know, I--I didn't wanna ruin the evening. Gretchen: Oh, no. No, you can absolutely talk to me about this. You have to. Dawson: Ok. Good, because I--I-- I really wanted to share it with somebody, and-- I am so excited about this. Gretchen: As you should be. I mean, hey, as irritating as they are, younger siblings do have their pluses. You know, they're good for doing chores, and there's always someone to blame if anything gets broken. [Both laugh] Dawson: um, thank you. For sharing what you went through. It really helped me understand what my parents were going through from the right perspective. Gretchen: Yeah, well, if there's anything I'm good for, it's a little attitude adjustment. [Scene: The Rave Parking lot. Andie, Jack, and Jen pull in to park. Jack gets out of the car first, kind of excited.] Jack: Heh heh heh! Come on! Aw, man, this is awesome! Rave time has arrived! Jen: Hey, Andie, um, were we done back there at the park? Andie: Totally done. Jen: All right. So, you're ok? Andie: I am so ok. Actually, I feel really great. Jen: Well, why don't you give me back the X? Jack won't see. Andie: Um, Jen? Don't be mad, but I sort of took one. Jen: Andie, no. W-when? Andie: Well, before we got back to the car, I just decided-- you know, carpe diem. Jen: Andie, no, this is so not good for you. Andie: But you said it was amazing the first few times. And I think I've earned an amazing night, right? I'll pay you back. I mean, whatever it cost. Is it a lot? Jen: No, Andie, I don't care about the money. I care about you. Andie: That's so sweet, Jen. But I told you, I'm feeling fine. Um, look, can we not tell jack about this? Because I don't think he'd approve. Jen: Yeah. Andie: Ok, come on. [Scene: The entrance of the Rave. Gretchen, Dawson, Joey and Pacey walk up to find Drue standing there.] Drue: Ha ha! Right on! You guys are so not the squares I thought you were. Hi there. We haven't met. Andie: I don't have a problem with that. Drue: Ho ho ho! Ooh! Ouch! [Joey and Pacey are hugging, and She laughs at Drue's discomfort.] Joey: Somebody's out celebrating. Andie: Yep! Gretchen: What are we celebrating? Joey: Andie got into Harvard. Drue: Which explains your sudden, desperate need to focus on your future. Jen: I really don't need you tonight. Pacey: You did it, just like you always said you would. [He hugs Andie.] Drue: Wow, Potter. How cool are you? You don't mind that lasted just a split second longer then the ex-guidelines allow? Gretchen: Who is that guy? Dawson: Did you ever meet Abby Morgan? [Scene: Inside the Rave. They all enter. Dawson and Gretchen go off together. Pacey and Joey, Andie, Jack and Jen are following after them.] Andie: Wow, Jen! This place is so beautiful! [Techno music playing] [Gretchen and Dawson Walk off. Gretchen starts dancing and walking at the same time.] Gretchen: Wow. Whoo! Jen: Ok, um, Andie, petting Joey? Not a good way to maintain a low profile. I want you to enjoy this, but you're gonna have to try and maintain, especially around the people that you're gonna see come Monday morning. Andie: I'm ok, Jen, really! You don't have to worry about me. I'm feeling fine. Jen: I'm sure you are. Listen, Andie, I really wanna keep an eye on you tonight, so you're gonna have to work with me and stick by me. Andie: You're the best, Jen! [Giggles] ooh! I never knew your hair was so soft. Jen: Ok, Andie. Again, not in the realm of maintaining. You've gotta try harder for me, please? Jack: There are wild people everywhere. This is exactly the kind of reckless abandonment you need. Drue: Which of you Mcphees is going to dance? Andie: Me! I wanna! Drue: Right on, sister. Come on this way. Jen: Um, do me a big favor? I want you to keep an eye on Drue and Andie for me, all right? Jack: Why? Jen: Just trust me. He's not the kind of guy that you leave your sister with. [Commercial Break.] [Scene: Inside the Rave. Joey and Gretchen are at one of the bars talking to one another.] Gretchen: I'm sorry about the Dawson snafu. When I invited him, he said no. It didn't even occur to me that he would change his mind. Joey: That's ok. I'm-- I'm kind of glad that we all ended up together. I mean, accidental or not, things have been getting better. Slowly. Gretchen: I'm glad to hear that. The three of you have so much history. And Dawson's such a great guy. Joey: Speaking of Dawson, um, and I know this is none of my business, is there possibly, even in the vaguest way, um, well, something happening with you and Dawson? Gretchen: Heh heh! Where exactly did that come from? Joey: Well, obviously you're aware of his incredibly infamous crush on you. Gretchen: Yeah, the one that ended when he was, like, 12. Joey: Well, um, you see, Gretchen, um, Dawson has this, um, way of hanging on to things since he was, like, 12. You know, I mean, sure he outgrows them, puts them in their proper perspective, but that doesn't always mean that they're gone. Sometimes I think they're just waiting around for the right moment to come out again and... Well, maybe if he thinks there's the slightest chance Gretchen: You know what I think? If Dawson is waiting for some childhood crush to come around again, he's not waiting on me. [Scene: Inside the Rave. Drue and Andie are dancing together.] Drue: Andie Mcphee, you are so high. Andie: Me?! No, I'm not. Drue: Yeah. Really? [He strokes her neck and she totally enjoys it.] Yeah, feels good, don't it? Andie: No, shh! I'm supposed to be maintaining. Nobody knows except Jen, and she's gonna make sure I'm ok tonight. Drue: Yeah, Andie, look. Honey, take my word for this, ok? I am a far, far better guide through the looking glass then Jen Lindley could ever be. Ok? Come on, ivy league, let's have fun. [Scene: Outside the Rave. Pacey is sitting on a couch outside, when Joey comes out finally finding him, and walks over to join him.] Joey: You know you're violating the sacred buddy system. No one ventures out alone, remember? Pacey: Yeah, well, I would've stayed in there, but I was really intimidated by all the intricate steps necessary to enjoy the most tuneless music known to man. Joey: I, too, felt a little out of place, you know, not having dressed in what could only be described as an homage to Japanese animation. Pacey: So, why are we here? Joey: We're trying something new. Pacey: Yeah, which only really serves to let me know how much I enjoyed the old. Joey: Hmm! Me, too. But I am glad we came. I mean, if nothing else, to witness the wasted youth of America firsthand. Pacey: And it ain't pretty. But you, Madame, most certainly are. Mmm! Mmm! [They Kiss] Joey: Heh heh heh! Remember how we used to play barnacle for your thoughts? Pacey: Yes. Joey: Well, I don't exactly have a barnacle on me, but I could offer you this lovely glow necklace. Pacey: Oh, which I would gladly accept. [He puts it on his head.] Joey: Oh! Gives you that whole Caesar look again. So, I did my part, and I think now you're supposed to tell me something deep and profound. Pacey: You wanna hear something deep and profound, huh? I miss true love, Joey. I mean, right now, sitting under the stars, my arm around you, let me tell you... I miss true love something fierce. Joey: I miss her, too, Pacey. Hmm. [Scene: Inside the Rave. Dawson finds Gretchen as she is walking down the stairs. She is deep in thought when he comes up carrying a glow necklace.] Dawson: Hey. Glow necklace? All the cool kids seem to be wearing them. No? If you don't like the color, I'd be more than happy to exchange it. They've got others. Gretchen: No, it's great. Thanks. Dawson: Is something wrong? Gretchen: Ok. There's no easy way to say this, so I'm just gonna put it out there. Is it possible, even in the vaguest way, that you're here because you think there's a chance something might be happening between us? Dawson: I think there is something happening between us. It's called friendship. Gretchen: And that's all you expect? Dawson: Did I do something to make you think I expected more? Gretchen: No. No, sorry. This is so out of the blue, I feel ridiculous that I even mentioned it. Dawson: Don't feel ridiculous. It's no secret that at one point in my life I would have klled for you to even acknowledge that I was in a room, let alone hang out with you. But, uh... I don't think that's where either one of us are at right now. Gretchen: So where are we at? Dawson: Um... Well... When that boat sailed last summer, I didn't just lose Joey. I lost my 2 best friends. But, you know, you move on, and... And if you're lucky, you make new friends like you. You're easy to talk to. You give really good advice. But, uh... I don't expect anything, you know? It's just the opposite, really. It's just... God, it's really nice to just be in the present with somebody. Gretchen: Ok. Ok? Dance or bounce? Dawson: Bounce? [Laughing] [Scene: Inside the Rave. Pacey and Joey walk in to find Drue and Andie. Andie goes up and hugs Pacey.] Andie: oh, my god! Hi! It's you guys! I love you guys! Mmm! Drue: [Chuckling] she's feeling the love. Joey: Apparently. [Giggling] yeah, Andie, I think you've done enough hugging tonight. Andie: I just wanted to show you guys how much I love you both. You guys are so good together! And, Joey, you are so nice! Well, except for the time when you dumped Dawson for Pacey. That was pretty cold. But, really, who can blame you? I mean, it's Pacey. [Giggles] I pretend not to care, but I have to admit, pace, you are the love of my life, and I am so not over you! I hope it's ok that I said that. I mean, we're all really good friends, so it shouldn't be that big of a secret, right? Joey: It's news to me, Andie. Andie: You totally don't have to worry. Pacey is so over me and such the faithful type. If only I had been-- maybe we'd still be together. Pacey: Andie, are you feeling ok? Andie: Oh, yeah. [Laughs] I feel great. And I just got into Harvard! Oh! We're gonna go bounce. Come with us! It'll be fun. Come on! Pacey: No. You guys go ahead. Andie: Ok! Ok. Let's go! [Giggles] [Scene: Inside the Rave. Jack is dancing with 2 girls when Jen comes up finally finding him.] Jen: jack. Jack! Jack! Jack: What, what? Jen: Hey. Hey, where'd everybody go? Jack: Jen, I want you to meet Holly and Liz. Jen: Right. Hi. Listen, can you just point me to where Andie went, general direction? Jack: I don't know. I lost track of her when I started hanging out with these guys. I don't know where they went. Jen: I asked you to do one thing-- one little thing. Jack: I don't know. Jen: Come on, we're gonna go find her. Jack: I--[grumbles] see you guys later. [He is dragged away by Jen.] Hey, what, uh, what is with you? I thought you were like this major Raver. All you seem to be doing is monitoring Andie. Jen: I'm just making sure she's all right. Jack: Why wouldn't she be? Jen: Let's just find her. [Scene: A large Moon Walk at the Rave. Dawson and Gretchen are bouncing around in it together, when They finally fall over. ] Dawson: Ha ha ha. Gretchen: Whoa! Dawson: Whoa! [Dawson landing on top of Gretchen.] Gretchen: Hey, this is a no-parking zone, buddy. Move it. Dawson: Here. [Dawson gets up and helps her up. Drue and Andie comes up to join them.] Andie: Hey, you guys, can we come bounce? Dawson: Yeah. Plenty of room. Andie: Thanks! Whoo hoo hoo! Hi there. Wow, this is so much fun! It's like a big gng bounce! I'm having so much fun with Drue and you and Dawson! [They all bounce around. Andie stops bouncing for a minute, because the lights, noise, and everything is starting to get to her. She start to wobble around, and Dawson notices her.] Dawson: You ok? You don't look so good, Andie. Andie: I'm getting a little bit of a headache. Let's sit this one out. Drue? Dawson: Rest for a minute. You'll be fine. Andie: Dawson, I'm not feeling so [Andie Collapses in Dawson's Arms.] Dawson: Andie? You all right? Andie? [Jack and Jen come up and see Andie, and Jack runs over to her.] Jack: God. Andie--Andie! Dawson, what happened? Dawson: I don't know. She just collapsed. Jack: Andie, come on! Wake up! Please don't do this! Come on! Please don't do this, Andie! Somebody help us! Andie! Come on! Come on, wake up. Wake up. [Commercial Break] [Scene: A special section at the Rave. There are several cots lying around with sever people laying in them. Jack comes in carrying Andie and lies her down on one of them. Jen, Dawson, Gretchen, Pacey and Joey come in after them.] Jack: We need some help here. It's my sister. We were in the moon bounce, and she just collapsed. Paramedic: What's she on? Jack: Uh, an antidepressant, Nardil, I think. Paramedic: No. What is she on? Jen: X. She took a tab of ecstasy. Paramedic: With Nardil? How bad is it? Paramedic2: Temp's 103. Bp 190 over 110. Paramedic: We gotta get her to the hospital like 10 minutes ago. On my count. 1, 2, 3. [They carry her out to the Ambulance. They all follow, and Jack walking next to her the whole way.] Paramedic: If anyone's gonna ride, get in. Jack: Yeah, that's me. Jen: Jack Jack: not now, Jen. Jen: Please let me come with you. Jack: I think you've done enough for tonight. Jen: No, you don't understand. I didn't know she was on her medication. I Jack: what does it matter? You gave my sister drugs, Jen! Should be you in this ambulance. [The ambulance leaves and Dawson walks up to Jen.] Dawson: Do you, uh... You need a ride to the hospital? Jen: No. No, I should probably just go home. Dawson: Ok. [He turns to the others.] Let's go, guys. [Drue walks up to Jen.] Drue: How is she? Jen: Not good. Really not good. Drue: Come on. I'll take you home. [Scene: Outside Jen's House. Jen and Drue are walking up to her porch talking to each other.] Jen: At the park, all the warning signs were there. I don't know why I didn't see it. Drue: She took the stuff. It's not your fault. Jen: Drue, I practically stamped a-m-a approved on it. I should have known better. I mean, forget her medication, she could have gone down for any number of reasons, and it still would have been my fault. Drue: Andie is responsible for her own choices, even her bad ones. Why are you so interested in playing the martyr here? Jen: Does nothing faze you? Andie's my friend, and she's in the hospital right now because of something she got from me, and you don't think that I should feel bad? Drue: You want something to feel bad about? How about the way your "friends" iced you? Jen: I hate... I hate the way you twist everything. Drue: Hate it all you want. The truth still is, no matter what Andie tells them, Monday at school they're gonna treat you like this is your fault. You came here the banished bad seed, Jen. That's all you'll ever be to them. You know what? They want you to play that role so that they can feel better about the pathetic, plastic, Mayberry existence they're living. Jen: And I thought that I was damaged. Drue: You are. So am I. And that's why we need each other. We're coming from the same place here, Jen. Jen: No, Drue. We came from the same place, but now we're miles apart, and I intend to keep it that way. I'm gonna call my friend and see how she's doing. [Scene: In the Hospital outside Andie's Room. Jack walks out to join Dawson, Gretchen, Joey and Pacey sitting outside the door.] Jack: You get him? Dawson: Taken care of. Jack: Thanks. Gretchen: How's Andie? Jack: Uh...She's, uh, she's sab now. They said that she went into some kind of hypertensive crisis. See, Andie's on this older type of antidepressant, and it turns out it's, you know, it's a time bmb when it's mixed with the wrong thing. So, uh... In a way I guess, uh, we're pretty lucky the way things turned out, that she didn't, um... God, she could have died. They want to, um, they want to keep her overnight, so...I know she appreciates you guys being here and everything, but... I don't think she's in the mood for visitors right now. So maybe you should just go home, give her a call tomorrow, see how she's feeling. Gretchen: You're right. I'm sure she needs her rest. I think we do, too. Jack: Yeah. So...I'll see you guys tomorrow. [Jack walks back into the room.] Gretchen: Are you ok, pace? Pacey: No. No. I should have known that something was wrong. I mean, I knew. I just didn't know how bad it was. Dawson: Even if you had realized, there's nothing you could have done. Joey: Yeah. Pacey: I think I want to stay here tonight... If that's ok. Joey: Completely. You want company? [She hugs him.] Pacey: No, I'll just give you a call when I get home, ok? Joey: Here. In case you need something to rest on. [She hands him her Jacket.] [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's place. Gretchen and Dawson walk up to the porch stopping before getting to the door.] Gretchen: Not exactly the evening I had in mind when I invited you. Dawson: Well, I don't think anybody had this evening in mind. But, uh... I'm glad I went. Gretchen: Me, too. Dawson: So, uh... Good night. See you at work. Gretchen: All right. Dawson. Dawson: Yeah? Gretchen: Your friendship means a lot to me, too. Coming back here has been really hard, and somehow you've made the transition a lot more enjoyable than I ever thought it could be. Dawson: Good. That's what friends are for. Gretchen: Well, good night. Dawson: Good night. [Scene: Standing in front of the Mitch Mobile. Joey is standing there when Dawson comes walking back.] Dawson: Weird night, huh? Joey: Yeah. I'm not even tired. Dawson: How 'bout hungry? [They hop in the car.] [Scene: The hospital room. Mr. Mcphee and Jack are sitting on either side of Andie's bed.] Andie: I'm sorry, daddy. I really am. Mr. Mcphee: I'm not mad, Andie. Jack: I am. The--the three of us, we, um... We need each other. You can't do stupid things like this, Andie. You just can't. I mean, think about what our family's been through already. Andie: I know. I'm sorry. I know it was stupid. It's the stupidest thing I've ever done. I don't know. It's just... I wanted to feel something, you know? Anything. Mr. Mcphee: It's ok. We'll get through this as long as we can communicate, you know, as... A family. You have to tell us what you're going through. No more secrets. [Pacey comes in carrying 2 cups of coffee.] Pacey: Ok. Hey. It's a...25-cent coffee from the machine, so don't get your hopes up. Mr. Mcphee: Thank you. Andie: You stayed. Pacey: Well, you know, I didn't have anything better to do, so I figured I'd just stay and bug you. Andie: You're not bugging me. About the things that I said, Pacey... Pacey: Hey, don't worry about what you said. Doesn't matter. What matters now is that you're ok. Andie: Thanks. [Scene: A pier on the creek. Joey and Dawson walk to the end of it during the sunrise and stop at the end of it.] Dawson: It doesn't seem right to have such a beautiful sunrise after the night we just had. Joey: I can't shake the way that Andie looked when they put her in that ambulance. Dawson: It's scary how things can turn so bad so fast. Joey: It's scary how real everything's been this year, you know? Jen and Pacey in the storm, and Andie tonight... Does make you kinda realize that any one of us could go at any moment for the stupidest of reasons. Dawson: Yeah. I remember when parties used to be bowling and birthday cakes, you know? Now they're high-risk adventures that can actually k*ll you. Another perk of growing up in the new millennium. Joey: You know, less than a year, Dawson, and we'll all be outta here. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: It's really sad to think that after 18 years of living down the creek from each other, there's gonna be no one rowing our boats anymore. Dawson: Well, I wouldn't put our boats in dry-dock just yet. Joey: You have plans for our boats? Dawson: I do. I think you should give yours to Alexander, because I'm gonna be giving mine to my new brother or sister. Joey: That's why gale's been so sick lately? She's pregnant? Dawson: Mm-hmm. Joey: Congratulations! Oh, my god! Well, you know, Capeside wouldn't be Capeside without a little leery running around. Dawson: Or rowing across the creek to get to your house. Joey: Sounds weird, but hearing that, makes me feel Dawson: old? Joey: How'd you know that? Dawson: It's the way I felt. Nothing--ha--propels you into adulthood faster than the next generation nipping at your heels. Joey: You know, Dawson, um... I think about it sometimes, and... Wherever we go next, it's hard to imagine life without you. Dawson: You did pretty well for 3 months. Joey: I think you know what I mean. Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I do. [Sighs]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x06 - Great Xpectations"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 407 - You Had Me At Goodbye [Scene: College Advisor's Office. Joey is sitting in the chair while the advisor gets some files from the cabinet then sits down at her desk.] Advisor: It suits you. Joey: What's that? Advisor: The look-- deer standing in the road of senior year, caught in the headlights of college indecision. Joey: I'm seriously considering just running away and joining the circus. Advisor: Well...What do you say we keep that one as a fallback? Ok? I know this college application process can be pretty daunting, Joey, but you... Are well ahead of the game. Except for... Williams College. I'm missing your peer recommendation from "the person who knows you best." Joey: Right. [Clears throat] Advisor: you've got the easy part. You just have to pick someone. Joey: Mm-hmm. Advisor: Is that gonna be a problem? Joey: No. I was just kind of hoping to take a vacation from large choices that carry even larger consequences. Advisor: Hmm. Ok. Try this. Close your eyes. Just...Humor me. Joey: [Chuckles uncomfortably] Advisor: Ok... Clear your mind of everything. It's just air up there. Joey: [Chuckles] Advisor: Ok. Now picture the question... Who is the person that knows you... Joey potter... The best? Ok. Open your eyes. Who'd you see? [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Andie's Bedroom. Andie is going through some stuff in her room, when Pacey comes in carrying some books.] Pacey: Lugging your literature to and fro is getting tiresome, Mcphee. Andie: Oh, well, pardon me if I'm not in a rush to ht those high school halls and be stared at like some kind of social leper. Pacey: It won't be like that. Andie: Oh, come on! I mean, can't you hear it? "Ooh, there's that really smart girl who almost chemed herself to death inside the inflatable fun house." Pacey: Andie, if our high school didn't have a history of forgiving stupidity, how do you think I'd be able to walk down the halls, huh? Andie: You know, you guys have been really good about coming to visit me. But, uh, you've all been alone. Nobody's talkin' about the other night, and no one's talking to each other. Pacey: Well, yeah, we're not the most huggy of groups right now. I mean, our previously fractured circle of friends has just gone and fractured itself again. Andie: You mean Jen and Jack. Pacey: No, I mean everybody. Andie: That's ridiculous, because we all talked about this. Pacey: Well, you talked about it. You gave me the whole "two to tango" speech, but so far as I can tell, every tango needs someone to lead. Andie: And why is everybody so insistent that that person has to be Jen? I told you. It's not her fault. Ok. I'm gonna fix this. I'm just gonna get ahold of her and-- Pacey: Why? Honestly. Why, Andie? I mean... Maybe not all friendships need to be saved. Maybe we're meant to just spend a certain part of our lives with certain people and then move on. Isn't that what this whole year is supposed to be about anyway--movin' on? Andie: Pacey, we can move on without moving away from each other. Pacey: Well, maybe we can't. [Scene: Mr. Brook's Hose. Dawson is cleaning up after finishing painting Mr. Brook's House, when Mr. Brook's Comes out to join him.] Mr. Brooks: Well, it's about damn time. Dawson: [Chuckling] please, Mr. Brooks. Your heaping praise for a job well done could swell a young man's head. Mr. Brooks: Two things about that statement trouble me, Mr. Leery. You used the word "well" and the word "done." "Well" would imply that your brush strokes don't streak all to hell, and "done" would suggest that your work here's complete, neither of which could be further from the truth. Dawson: What do you Mr. Brooks: cheap paint, applied by even cheaper labor, wouldn't even come close to covering the cost to repair what you and your friends did to my boat. Dawson: I understand that from your point of view what we did was Mr. Brooks: illegal. Dawson: Right. But, look, it was a matter of life and death. Mr. Brooks: Well, compared to that, what's a little matter of whitewashing my fence? Dawson: Well, there's... [Chuckles]... The issue of my untouched applications for higher learning. Mr. Brooks: Ha ha! Believe me, Mr. Leery, from my observations, it isn't gonna be all that high. Dawson: Look, the thing is, I just don't have the time. Mr. Brooks: You're a resourceful lad. After all, you found time to steal a boat when you needed to. Now, if you want me to honor my promise not to press charges, you need to honor yours by workin' off your debt. All right? [Scene: Capeside High Hallway. Jen is opening her locker, when she notices Jack walking down the hall in her direction. When Jack looks up and sees her there, he stops and turns around and heads off in the other direction. Suddenly Drue walks up from behind Jen and cover's her eyes with his hands.] Drue: Guess who. Jen: Rough skin. Questionable odor. If I were a betting woman, I'd say my least favorite person on earth. Drue: Wrong. It's me. Jen: Drue, I thought that you and I had come to some sort of understanding. Drue: And what understanding might that be? Jen: That the best thing that you could do for me and the rest of civilization would be curl up and die. Drue: Normally, I'd welcome a round of banter, but there's somethin' we need to address. I've been gettin' the vibe from your friends that they think I'm a bad influence on you. We can't have them not wanting to play with me. How will I occupy my time? Jen: Drue, because of you, my friends aren't even speaking to me. Drue: Not even the precious Jack? Jen: [Slams locker] That is none of your business. Drue: You're right. Never mix business with pleasure. And nothing gives me more pleasure than to see you and the rest of your buddies all conflicted. Frankly, I didn't think it'd actually be this easy. And yet, here you are, avoiding all of them and talking to me. It's startin' to feel just like old times, huh? Jen: This is nothin' like old times, Drue. Drue: You know, no matter what or who you did, I've always been there with you, not pretending to be and then judgin' you afterwards. Can you say the same about your new friends? Jen: I can say this much. I don't care if every friend that I have in Capeside never speaks to me again. I will not look to you for solace or support... Ever. Drue: Just remember, Jen... That which does not kll me... Makes me more diabolical. [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Pacey pulls up in the family SUV, and goes inside to find Joey sitting on the couch waiting for him, and Gretchen in the kitchen.] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey. Pacey: Andie sends her best. Joey: I was wondering where you were. Gretchen: Ahem! Don't mean to interrupt, but, Pacey, what day is it? Pacey: Thursday. Gretchen: And Thursday is... Pacey: The day after Wednesday. Gretchen: Ha ha! Cute. I'd like to see how cute you are when you find out there's nothing left to eat but junior mints and stale cookie crisps. Pacey: Because Thursday is the day a certain sibling is supposed to remember he's on grocery duty. [Sighs] Got the keys, boltin' out the door. [He kisses Joey] Gretchen: You--you want the list? Pacey: Not right now. Mmm-uhh! [He kisses her again] Gretchen: The list. Pacey: Don't believe a word she says. She lies. Gretchen: Good-bye, Pacey. [Pacey leaves] Gretchen: Tell me everything before the enemy returns to camp. Joey: Actually, Gretchen... There is something that I've been meaning to ask. Gretchen: What's that? Joey: How'd you manage it? Gretchen: What's that? Joey: Avoid college application dysphoria? Gretchen: You know, you might be dating one, Joey, but you still can't out-Witter a Witter, especially an older one. Joey: What do you mean? Gretchen: Avoidance. You've had something on your mind ever since you waltzed in here. And I've finally got it down to a subject, but I still need the text. So spill. [They head outside and sit on a bench.] Joey: Ok. I'm one recommendation short of finishing my application. To Williams. Gretchen: That's great! Joey: You haven't heard the punch line yet. Um, it's a peer rec to be written by... The person who knows me best. Gretchen: Ah. And the plot thickens. So, have you asked him yet? Joey: Who? Gretchen: Dawson. Joey: Dawson? Well, see, uh... If I ask Dawson-- not that I'm going to-- but if I do ask him... Gretchen: What about Pacey? Joey: Exactly. What about Pacey? I mean, no matter which one I ask, somebody's gonna get hurt. Gretchen: But that person shouldn't be you by default. You've gotta be a little selfish here. They want the person who knows you the best, not the person you happen to be dating. Joey: So you're saying I should ask Dawson? Gretchen: I'm saying you should answer the question. [Scene: The Mcphee living room. Andie and Mr. Mcphee are sitting on the couches watching TV. Actually Mr. Mcphee is spending more time looking at her than the TV.] Andie: I--I could flip to something else, something you might actually want to watch. Mr. Mcphee: I'm pretty obvious, aren't I? Andie: Unhh. Fact of the matter is, I'm not really watching it, either. [notices him staring] What? What is it? Mr. Mcphee: I've been watchin' you this past week. And thinking. I've made a lot of mistakes with this family. I want to fix that. Andie: You don't have to Mr. Mcphee: I spoke to Principal Peskin this afternoon. You have more than enough credits to graduate. And now with your early acceptance to university, all that you really need to do is walk come June. So...What would you think about taking the rest of the school year off? Andie: To do what? Uh, get a job? Mr. Mcphee: You know, that's not exactly what I had in mind. I was trying to remember the last time I saw you relax. No responsibilities. No burden, no worries. And then... I remembered your face that summer in Florence with, uh, aunt Georgia? There was this market. Andie: Yeah, in that square by her flat? Mr. Mcphee: I mean, you were running from cart to cart... Charming everyone. Andie: Come on, dad. I was 11. Mr. Mcphee: It was more than that, Andie. You were free. Andie: Are you saying that I should go to Italy? Mr. Mcphee: Georgia says she'd be delighted to have some company. And you're always talking about spending time in Europe. Andie: Uh...I don't know if I sh Mr. Mcphee: Andie. The next 4 years are gonna be even more intense than the last 4. Trust me. This might be your only chance... In your whole life... For an opportunity like this. Think about it. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Mcphee House. Jack is sitting at the table working on the laptop computer, on AOL, when he gets the You've Got Mail sound. Andie looks over his shoulder to see that it is an email from Jen, that he deletes without reading.] Jack: [disgruntled sigh] Andie: you can't keep avoiding her. Jack: I can try. Andie: This is Jen Lindley that we're talking about. Jack: I know. And I know what you're trying to do, Andie, but right now, I'm not willing to have this conversation. Andie: Ok. So, dad wants me to take the rest of the year off. How's that for a conversation? Jack: Oh, off of what? Andie: Off of everything. I mean... We haven't made any final decisions yet. Jack: H-hold on. So you get all the perks of senior year at Capeside with no homework Where do I sign up?. Andie: Actually, I wouldn't be...In Capeside. I'd be in Italy. [Chuckles] in Florence, to be exact. Jack: You'd live with aunt g? Wow. We haven't-- we haven't seen her since, um... Andie: Forever. I know. But remember how much I loved it? Jack: I'm sorry, Andie. It just-- it just sounds like you'd be running away. Andie: From what? Jack: You tell me. I mean, you've been looking forward to senior year with anticipation that often borders on frightening, and then here it is and you want to leave. And you stay, and you have 6 months of zero responsibility, surrounded by family and friends. Andie: Yeah, friends who can't even stand to be in the same room with one another. Jack: That's exactly my point. Do you really want to leave when you're the only one that everyone's still talking to? Andie: Jack, you make it sound like there's no valid reason for me to go. Jack: Yeah, I always pictured you as the girl... Who didn't just go to the last party of senior year... But threw it. You'd leave and miss the end of this? All of it? That's not somethin' I thought you'd ever do. But then again... [Chuckles]... I guess I've been, uh... Makin' that mistake about a lot of people these days. [Scene: Capeside High Councilor's Office. Jen walks in to see Mitch, Grams, and officer, and Ms. Valentine there waiting for her.] Mitch: Jen. Thanks for comin' down. Jen: Yeah. No problem. Mitch: This is officer Morris from juvenile correction. Jen: What's up? Drue: I had to tell them. [Jen didn't notice him and is startled] Drue: We've been naughty, naughty kids, Jen, and frankly, we need help. Jen: Drue, what are you doin'? Drue: What's best. I told 'em all about our mutual experience with ecstasy... And how we both contributed to the delinquency of poor Andie Mcphee. Mitch: Have a seat, Jen. Jen: Listen. You can't believe a word that this guy says. He's just Ms. Valentine: A victim. Drue had finally cleaned up his act. Jen: Does anybody want to hear my side of the story before handing down a sentence? Drue: It's not about punishment, Jen. It's about prevention. Jen: Are you guys actually buying this crap? Grams: Jennifer. Drue: Are you saying that we don't have a past speckled with recreational drug use? Jen: I'm saying that I don't have a present. Grams, please. You know me. Ask. Drue: Jen. I've admitted to my part. I mean... I admit that I gave you the drugs. And somehow they got from your hands to... Andie's nervous system. I--I mean, do I fib? Ms. Valentine: If I may point out? That by coming forward with this information, my son has clearly demonstrated that he is ready to tackle his past indiscretions. Mitch: I think we all appreciate Drue's forthcoming nature. Officer: And...In recognition of that, I think this can all be handled with 100 hours of community service. Grams: Excuse me. [Grams leaves] Drue: Waitso we'll meet up later... Discuss which part of the community is most in need of servicing? [Outside the school, Jen runs after Grams who is walking very quickly.] Jen: So, do I start packing my bags immediately, or should I wait until after dinner? Grams, will you listen to me, please? I am so, so sorry. Grams: No. I--I do not... Want to have this conversation, Jennifer. I thought we had a relationship based on honesty and truth. I will not yell. I will not punish. Scolding is for children, and, Jennifer, you are no longer a child. I wish to god you were. Maybe then there'd still be time to right whatever it is that's wrong with you. I have never... In all my life... Been so deeply disappointed in anything or anyone. I don't even... I don't even have the words. [Grams walks away without her.] [Scene: The outside of the Mcphee House. Jen comes up to the front door and rings the door bell and Jack answers the door.] Jen: Hey. I got your e-mail. I was surprised. I wasn't sure if you were ever gonna write back. Jack: I didn't. Jen: Well, if you didn't, then Jack: Andie. Jen: Probably figured it was the only way to get the two of us to break our code of silence. Jack: Well, that would require both of us wanting it broken. Look, I didn't e-mail you. I don't have anything to say to you. Jen: Come on, Jack, what do you want? You want to just be angry, fine. But...I mean, at some point, you're gonna have to tell me how to fix this. You want me to say "sorry"? I have. I've apologized for making a mistake... For--for poor judgment. I've apologized for things that I don't even think were really my fault. I'm 17, and...I... I just--I did something stupid. But when you--when you're close to somebody and they do something unexplained or out of character... You don't--you don't just abandon them. You, of all people, should understand. It's klling me what you're doing. You may not ever do what I did, but what you're doing right now, I can tell you, I would never do to anybody, e-especially you. [Jen closes the door and leaves, and Andie who has watched this from behind Jack is just looking at him] Jack: There. We talked. Now do you get it, Andie? Nothin' you can do is ever gonna fix this. [Scene: The Leery Front Porch. Joey is about to knock on the door, when she has second thoughts and stops herself. She turns to leave and walk down the steps when she notices Dawson coming out of the Garage carrying a lot of painting supplies.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Need some help with that? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah. Something tells me you didn't come all the way over here just to help me carry paint, so... Did you finally realize how wrong it is I've been working off our debt to Mr. Brooks all by myself? Joey: Me and my yacht club employment are forever in your debt, Dawson. Dawson: Right. Right. I'll put it on your tab. So, um... Are you...Gonna ask me? Joey: Ask what? Dawson: You've got your favor face on. Joey: I do not. Dawson: Oh, now you've got your "I'm lying" face on. Joey: Ok. Um... It's, uh... Here. [She hands him the Peer Recommendation.] Dawson: "The person who knows you best." Wow. Wow. Joey: You said that already. Dawson: Yeah. I... Thought it had more impact the second time. Joey: So, what do you think? Dawson: What do you think? Joey: I think that... I want you to say that you'll write it for me. Dawson: Are you sure that I'm the right person? I mean, does Pacey know about this? Joey: No. Uh...But if you say yes, he will. Are you the right person, Dawson? Well, you're the only person who knows that I have a favor face. I'm just asking that you ponder the possibility, ok? And...If you do decide to write it, then... You're the right person. Dawson: Ok. [Commercial Break.] [Scene: Mr. Brooks House. Dawson is painting the fence around his house, when Mr. Brooks pops his head out and calls to Dawson.] Mr. Brooks: Mr. Leery! Unless you'd like to starve to death, you better get in here! Dawson: [Sighs] [Inside the house Dawson notices several pictures of different people all over the walls. He goes to the table and sits down and takes a bite of the dinner.] Mr. Brooks: Food's in here! Dawson: Mr. Brooks, this is really good. Mr. Brooks: Oh, you're not one of them. Dawson: One of who? Mr. Brooks: One of those teenagers who can't stand a moment of good old-fashioned silence. If the dinner table was meant for talking, they'd call it the talking table. Dawson: You know what? I'm gonna take this outside. Mr. Brooks: Oh, yeah, well, that's why your friends never come over here and help you. You don't face your issues, leery. You just take 'em outside. You keep doin' that, you're gonna end up doin' a hell of a lot more than just painting alone. Dawson: [Snickers] well, what about you? You got a whole wall full of photographs, full of people who I've never seen before. Who--who are they? You once critiqued my photography, saying I didn't have enough life in my pictures. I would say you've got the opposite problem. Where are these pictures in your life? [Mr. Brooks stands up and walks over to where Dawson is holding the picture.] Mr. Brooks: My brothers. 30 years ago, they came to me asking for money to start their own business. My gut was screaming no. Didn't feel right. Timing was not the best, but they needed me. And even though your gut said no... I invested a lot. The business lost a lot, and so did I. As you take on years, Mr. Leery, you'll come to realize that you don't always lose people from your life by choice. Sometimes it, uh... Just happens... When you make the wrong ones. [Scene: Andie's Bedroom. Andie is sitting on the bed writing some stuff down, when there is a knock on her door and Pacey walks in carrying more books.] [Knock on door] Andie: hey! Pacey: Hey. I got some A.P. English here with a side of calc. Andie: Ooh. Thanks. [Chuckles] uh... Pacey... Nggghh! I have a secret. And...I know that we haven't shared one of these in a long time, but...I really need to tell you, or I'm gonna burst. Pacey: Sure, thing... What's goin' on? Andie: Ok. Um... My dad suggested that I take the rest of the school year off. Yeah. That I go to Italy for 6 months and see my aunt. Pacey: Well, that's... Quite an offer. Andie: Yeah. And I know why he's making it. I mean, obviously, because of last week, he's worried, but... Also we talked about it. You know? I mean we really talked about this, and... It's just different this time. Pacey: So, what does Jack have to say about all this? Andie: I thought he was gonna be the first one to volunteer to help me pack up. Right? But instead, he... He gives me all these sound arguments and reasons for why I should stay. You know, he left once, too. Pacey: Yeah, but he moved across town, not across the world. Andie: So my father wants what's best for my health, my brother is being selfish out of love. Pacey: And you want a tiebreaker. Andie: Come on, Pacey. You've done it before. In fact, you almost made a hobby out of saving this damsel in distress. Pacey: I didn't save you. You saved yourself. You just took me along for the ride. Andie: Well, then why can't I save myself now? Why is making this decision so hard? You know, maybe Jack is right. Maybe going to Italy is running away. Pacey: From what? Andie: From everything! Taking the easy way out. Packing up when life hits a rough patch. Pacey: Or...Maybe this is exactly what you need... To have the strength, the will, to take off the training wheels and...Try riding on your own for a while. Andie: I don't know if I can do that, Pacey. I mean, a lot of what's been happening is because of me. And what are people gonna think if? Pacey: Andie. You can. You spend way too much time worryin' about everybody else. We all do. But at the end of the day, it's your life. It's not your dad's, it's not Jack's, it's not mine. It's yours, and you get to live it. So you're the tiebreaker, Andie. [Scene: The Capeside Community Center. Jen and Drue are sitting on a couch, while Drue flips through a binder.] Drue: Hey. We can help build a new community center for kids. Jen: Just shut up, Drue. Drue: Jenny... This little rift of ours troubles me so. I mean, I felt that we were growing apart, and we need to spend some quality time together. And I could only help but dream of us pickin' up pieces of trash on the roadside and how that city-provided orange jumpsuit would just hug you in all the right places. Jen: Drue, you forget that I know you. You did this to look better to everybody else, to protect that inner iago of yours. But I think that you'll find that no amount of apologizing is good enough for these people once they've made up their minds about who you are. Drue: These people have no idea who we are, Jen. That's what I've been tryin' to tell you. These are not your people. I am your people. And all that Capeside will ever be for you... Is your past. [Scene: The Mcphee Kitchen. Andie is sitting at the counter working on some school work, when Mr. Mcphee walks into the house.] Andie: Hey. Mr. Mcphee: Hey. Oh, you look like you're getting your color back. Andie: Yeah, I think I am. Everything seems to be going ok around here now, huh? Mr. Mcphee: What do you mean? Andie: Like...You and Jack. Things are... Ok between you guys now, huh? Mr. Mcphee: Yeah. Yeah, they are. Andie: I mean... If you and Jack can work things out, then...Why can't Jen and Jack, right? Or Pacey and Dawson, or any of us, really? Mr. Mcphee: Well, all it takes is realizing what you risk losing by letting someone go. [Scene: The pier at the Potter B&B. Joey is sitting on the end of it doing some reading when Dawson comes walking up behind her.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: Plowing through tonight's reading, as per usual. Joey: Try last night's. I thought I'd catch up. But Mr. Copeland in room 3, he has a tendency to break out in song while bathing. [Chuckles] this seat's not taken. Dawson: Uh, it's ok. I can't stay. [He hands her back the Peer Recommendation.] Joey: Um... Um... Well... Either you're a very fast writer, which I know not to be the case, or... You come bearing bad news. Dawson: I just--I be-- I've...Been... [Sighs] thinking about it since the minute you asked me, and... The answer just keeps on coming back the same. I'm not the right person... To write this. Not anymore. Joey: You did what I asked. You, um... You thought about it, and... I thank you for that. Dawson: Sorry. Ok. [Dawson turns and leaves, running into Pacey as he goes.] Dawson: Pacey. Pacey: Dawson. So. Play date? Joey: Look, not exactly. Uh... Pace, I asked Dawson to write a peer recommendation for me. He said no, so it's really nothing. Pacey: Well, that's not nothing. The nothings you tell me about. It's the somethings that you keep secret. Joey: I know this tone, and it signifies the start of a really nasty conversation, but you know what? It takes two to have one, and I'm not up for sparring. Not over this. Pacey: Ah. So. Now you get to decide what it is that we talk through, but you also get to decide what it is that we let slide, huh? Were you ever gonna tell me about this? Joey: It's been hard to tell you much of anything this week. You're never around. Pacey: Ok. Look. [Chuckles] if you're angry with me for how much time I was spending with Andie-- look. Joey: Pacey-- that's not it. Ok? I was just waiting to see if he'd agree to do it in the first place before world wr-- where are we now? 15? And if you're upset that I asked him, Pacey... It's because it was the question. You know, third grade, Dawson was there when I broke my left arm jumping off Peter Masik's backyard swing. He was there the night I came home early from Lake Emandal because I was homesick. And he was there the day that I had to wear that horrific training bra for the first time, and... The day that my mom passed away, you know, he was the first one to come through the door, and he sat with me the whole day, and he never once asked me how I was doing because he, unlike everyone else, he knew me well enough to know that there weren't words to describe how I was doing. So you...Really, pace... You can't be angry with me for asking him. Pacey: I'm not angry that you asked Dawson to do something for you. It's the question. "The person who knows you best." When do I get to be that person? [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Leery Fish House. Dawson is walking up to it, when he runs into Joey walking the same direction.] Joey: Dawson? You look pretty swank for fish duty tonight. Dawson: Uh...Thank you. Joey: Did your mom enlist your services for this evening? Dawson: No. Actually, I'm a paying customer tonight. I'm having dinner with Andie. Joey: That's strange, 'cause... I'm having dinner with Andie. Dawson: Really. [Jack comes up to join them.] Jack: Hey, guys. Dawson: Let me guess. Dinner with Andie? Jack: Yeah. How'd you know? [They go inside to find Pacey sitting at a table.] Dawson: [Chuckles uncertainly] Pacey. Joey: What's goin' on? Where's Andie? Pacey: She's in the bathroom perfecting the answer to your first question. Jack: Wh-what's this all about? Pacey: I don't know. Don't sh**t the diner. I'm a guest, just like you. [Andie comes out of the bathroom] Andie: Hey, guys. Thanks for coming. Pacey: So...Now that we're all here, why are we here? Andie: You'll find out shortly. We're just waiting for one person. Pacey: Andie, come on, this is... [Jen enters from behind them] Andie: [Chuckles] oh, wait. Here she is. Hey, Jen. Jen: Hi. We saved a seat for you. Jack: You know what? I'm, uh... I'm not that hungry. Andie, can you bring me home a doggie bag? Jen: It's obvious that I'm the one crashing the party. I'll go. Jack: I just said I was goin'. Andie: No. I am. I'm leaving Capeside. And, uh...That's why I asked you all to come here tonight... To say good-bye, and also there's something that I need to say to you guys... All of you, before I go. So...So, Jen, Jack, please stay. [They all sit down] Andie: You know what? It shouldn't have taken a scheme to get you all here tonight. When my dad first made me the offer to take the rest of the year off, I sat down with my trusty number 2... [Chuckling] and made my list of pros and cons. The pros were pretty obvious. Opportunity of a lifetime, right? And then came those nasty cons. You know what got top billing? You guys. The thought of leaving all of my friends... I mean, you guys are the ones who have supported and consoled and...Understood, unconditionally. But look at us now. We are a mess. And let's talk about why, starting with last week's fiasco. Ok, enough with the blame Jen game. If I don't, you shouldn't. Yes, she had them. But I took them. It was my fault. And Pacey, Joey, Dawson... You guys are so lucky. Do you have any idea how rare it is to have friends that you've known your entire life? So please don't underestimate that. Because in the end, you always go back to the people that were there in the beginning. And in the beginning, there were the three of you. And...You two. [She turns to Jen and Jack] Andie: You know what? This is just... It's really inexcusable. The biggest reason that was keeping me here was the thought that if I left, you wouldn't have a sister around. But then I realized that you would. When I, uh... First met you... I didn't know much about love... Or friendship. And each of you taught me a lot about both. So maybe by my leaving I can return the favor. Because the thought of it ending like this... [Andie sniffles] the way things are right now... It's just... It's not how I want to remember us. Do you? [Andie sniffles] [The camera pans from face to face and you can see the emotion in all of their eyes. Jen gets up and hugs Andie.] [Scene: By the bathroom door. Pacey is knocking on the door, when Joey comes up to him.] [knock knock] Joey: is anybody in there? Pacey: Uh, yeah. And there's only room for one. Oh. Which, I guess, is kind of a recurring theme these days. Joey: [Sighs] pace, I'm really sorry? Pacey: hold on a second. Let me go first this time. [Chuckles] Ohh...Jo, I'm sorry for how I reacted to the whole peer rec thing. I think it was just kind of a left hook to the hot button, and... I reacted... Like Pacey. Joey: You know who that guy you reacted like is gonna be in 10 years, pace? The person who knows me best. Dawson knows my past. My future lies with you. If you think about it, you know, you didn't even like me a few years ago. Pacey: Well, you always tease the ones you love. Joey: And you do always have to deal with the ones that you used to love. [Pacey sighs and looks over at the table where Dawson and Andie are sitting and talking.] [Scene: Outside the Fish House. Jen is leaving when Jack comes running up to stop her.] Jack: Hey. Jen: Ohh... Hi. [She wipes the tears from her eyes.] Jack: [Chuckles] is, uh... Is that the girl that used to tell me everything? Jen: Is that the boy who used to listen? Jack: I never stopped listening, Jen. I--I just... Didn't particularly like what I was hearing. Look, what-- what Andie said in there, um... You--you are such an important part of my life, and I... I thought maybe you were changin' on me. Jen: I haven't changed, Jack. Still me... Jen Lindley, a girl who screws up every now and again. Jack: I'm sorry. Jen: I don't need an apology. I just need somebody who'll stand by me. You willing to do that? Jack: You willin' to keep standin'? Jen: Uhhhh... [Chuckles] [They Hug] [Scene: The Waterfront outside the Restaurant. Joey is standing at the edge looking over the water, when Dawson comes up to join her.] Dawson: [chuckling] I knew I'd find you here. Joey: Thought you didn't know me anymore, Dawson. Dawson: The truth is, I never doubted how well I knew you, Joey. I was just afraid of what would happen if I had to put it all down on paper. Before, you told me... That, if I decided to write the recommendation, that I was the right person for the job. If the offer still stands, I would really like to do that for you. Joey: I'd like that, too. Thank you. Dawson: That's nice to see. [They look over to see Andie and Pacey sitting on a bench] Joey: Gives them something to hold onto. Dawson: Well, what do you say you come inside and help me give us all somethin' to hold onto? [Scene: The Bench. Andie and Pacey are sitting together talking to one another.] Andie: You know, uh... This could potentially be the last time? Pacey: oh, don't say that. There's no need for that. You'll be back, you know? There's...Prom, and there's graduation. Andie: And a whole 'nother world out there. Pacey, you said it yourself. Pacey: Is that why you're doin' this? Because of what I said? Andie: [Sighs] whoa. Pacey, you gave me my strength. You know? The strength to do things that I always needed to do, but was too afraid to do. Pacey: [Chuckles] no. No. I'm sorry. I don't think that you get to use the adjective "afraid" anymore while being self-referential. You can now use "brave" and perhaps occasionally "stalwart." Andie: "Stalwart." No. I hate "stalwart." Pacey: Well, that's too bad. You're stuck with "stalwart." You know, I think what we're gonna miss the most about you, Mcphee, is just your overwhelming optimism... [Chuckles] your ardent belief that everything in the world is wonderful until proven crap. Do you think maybe you could just... Leave us a little bit of that when you go? Andie: Oh, it's the least I could do. [They Hug.] Pacey: I'm gonna miss you, Andie. Andie: Me, too. [Scene: Inside the restaurant. Everyone is gathering while Dawson sets up the camera.] Jack: Hey. Andie: Hey. Jack: Hey. Look, Andie, I just-- the only reason that I said that you shouldn't go is 'cause... I'm gonna miss you more than anything. Andie: Good. Jack: The thought of not havin' you around, of--of havin' to say good-bye... Andie: Jack... You're my brother. There are no good-byes. Jack: I love you. Andie: I love you, too. [He sets the timer and runs over to join them.] Dawson: Ok, everybody. Let's do this. And we are... On the clock. [Dawson goes up next to Andie, but she moves out of between him and Pacey and puts Pacey's arm over Dawson's shoulder. They look at each other and smile and Dawson puts his arm over Pacey's shoulder. Andie goes over to stand on the other end next to Jack. The order from left to right goes: Andie, Jack, Jen, Joey, Pacey, and Dawson.] In Loving Memory David Dukes 1945-2000	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x07 - You Had Me At Good-bye"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 408 - The Usual Suspects [Scene: The School Hallway. Dawson and Jack are walking down the hallway, when a student runs out in to the hall calling for people to follow him into the pool room.] Student: Everybody! The swimming pool! You've got to see what they did to the swimming pool. Student2: My! Joey: You don't see this every day. Mitch: What the hell is this? Principal: That's my boat... And my dog. Jack: Who could have possibly? Dawson: [Laughing] I should have thought of this. Joey: Dawson, while we do recognize your talent as a witty practical joker, I think that this is even out of your league. Principal: Chester. Come here. [Some students pull the boat to the edge and the dog hops off and walks up to Jack and sits down. Jack looks nervously down at the dog.] Principal: Do you know that dog, Mr. Mcphee? Jack: No. No. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The School Hallway. An announcement comes over the PA and as the students are called they walk out into the hallway.] Principal: [Over the P.A.] Will the following students please report to Principal Peskin's office immediately. Jack Mcphee, Zack Estrin, Dawson Leery, Dave Bussan, Pacey Witter. [Scene: The Principal's Office. There is a montage of Jack, Dawson and Pacey being questioned by the Principal and Mitch.] Principal: Process of elimination has made you one of the lucky 3 that I still consider to be a suspect in this crime. Now ,there's an easy way to do this, Mr. Witter, and there is a hard way. Pacey: Well, seeing as I have absolutely no idea what crime you're referring to, I'll probably take the easy way. Dawson: What, are you guys accusing me of something? Mitch: You know that you're the last person I would suspect of being responsible for a stunt like this, but you can also understand why we would have no choice but to bring you in. Jack: [Laughs] yeah. The dog fingered me. Mitch: We're on your side, Pacey, but we got to get to the bottom of this mystery. And circumstances require that we at least consider you as a possible suspect. Dawson: What circumstances would those be? Mitch: Well, given that you're my son, it, uh, follows that you would have access to my master keys to the school, thereby placing you on a rather short list. Principal: Mr. Witter, everyone in Capeside is aware of the rather sad fate of the late vessel true love, which, I believe, gave you access to the marine storage facility in the yacht club where my boat resided at the time of its boat napping, if you will. [Cut to Jack] Chester was taken sometime between 10:00 in the morning, when Mrs. Peskin let him out after breakfast, and noon, when she realized he was gone. So all you have to do is tell us where you were and who you were with yesterday morning. [Scene: Gram's Front Porch. Jack is outside the porch door banging on it and calling to Jen.] Jack: Jen! Jen, come on. Jen! Open the door. Jen: Oh. Oh. I'm still asleep. And this is a dream in which you're heterosexual. Jack: Yeah. These are for grams. Can you open the door, please? I got something way better for you. Jen: Really? Jack: Yes. Jen: What could possibly be better than a dapper, young lad bearing a floral arrangement? Jack: I talked to the guidance office. You know that community service, manual-labor thing you're supposed to be doing? Jen: Oh, yeah. Jack: I asked them if it was possible if you could fulfill your commitment by assisting me with my soccer team. Jen: And what'd they say? Jack: They said, "providing that kind of guidance for a kid "is exactly the kind of rehabilitating activity that your kind needs in order to mend her evil ways." Jen: Jack, I think I'm more qualified to pick up trash on the highway than mold impressionable young minds. Jack: Aw, come on. Look, I need you here. Every since Andie left, I've been barely getting by. I mean, the soccer parents have been completely unhelpful. And if that weren't enough, my star goalie broke his leg yesterday trying to jump off the roof of his house into his swimming pool. Jen: Ok. All right. You've sufficiently plucked my heartstrings. I'll do it. Jack: You're a goddess. Give these to grams when she gets back from church. Jen: Ok. Jack: Hey, I'll be back at 12:45 sharp to pick you up. Jen: Where are you going? I--I can make eggs. Um-- I got to, uh, I got to meet Drue at the hardware store. Jack: Why are you meeting Drue at the hardware store? Long story. It's a karma thing. Hey, I gotta run. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Mitch and the Principal are questioning Pacey to tell his tale.] Principal: You say you didn't pull this stunt. Fine. Convince me. Tell me everything, every single thing you did yesterday. Pacey: Yesterday. Now, let's see. Where was I? [Scene: Outside the Capeside Police Station. Joey and Pacey are standing together by her truck talking while waiting for Doug to come out.] Pacey: Where was I? Oh, yes. Right here. Joey: Hey, pace. Pacey: Mm-hmm? Joey: You are a pushover. You gave in. Pacey: No, I am not a pushover. I just felt the need to explore my options. Joey: Pacey, for 5 years, your brother has been nagging you about spending a day with him observing police policies, and you've always told him to just stick it. Then you take some meaningless career aptitude test, and suddenly you're watching the lost episodes of cop rock and taking him up on his dubious offer. Pacey: Well, don't you think I'd look sexy in a uniform? Hmm? Joey: Beside the point. Pacey: Oh, I don't think so at all. [Doug comes out waiting for him] Well, kiss me good-bye before I ht the rough-and-tumble asphalt jungle. Joey: I'll pray for you, sweetheart. Pacey: [Sighs] hi, Doug. Doug: Hey. Joey: Take care of this punk for me, will ya? See if maybe you can't straighten him out a little bit? Pacey: Straight isn't a really big part of Doug's vocabulary, you know. Doug: Yeah, that's funny. Hurry up. We gotta get going. [Scene: The Principal's Office. The Principal and Mitch are questioning Dawson about his whereabouts.] Dawson: Why are you staring at me like that? Mitch: When I got up yesterday morning, you weren't at the house. Dawson: Which proves that I kidnapped Chester? Aren't you guys working this whole, like, NYPD Blue angle a little hard? All right, um, in the morning, mom gave me a ride. [Scene: Outside Mr. Brook's House. Gale drive Dawson up to his house and Dawson gets out of the car.] Gale: Now, listen, get home as quickly as possible. I need you to find the keys to your dad's car, which I know you lost. Dawson: No, I had them. I had them here last night. After I went to the movies and before I went out, I took them with me. I think. Gale: Whatever. Just find 'em before he knows they're gone. Dawson: Bye. Gale: Have fun. [Mr. Brooks opens the door and looks out at Dawson.] Dawson: You summoned me. Mr. Brooks: I have a study where I keep my archives, all my papers. Needs to be cleaned out, sorted through. Dawson: Ok, but you're gonna have to pay me. Mr. Brooks: Excuse me? Dawson: I fulfilled my debt to you. I painted your house. I painted your fence. Your boat is fixed. We're even. It's over. So, I'll do this, but I'm gonna need some compensation. Mr. Brooks: No. [Dawson turns and begins walking away.] Mr. Brooks: All right. I'll pay you what you're worth. Very little. [Scene: The Principal's Office. The Principal and Mitch are questioning Jack about his Whereabouts and he begins his tale.] Jack: I was doing a project for chem. with Drue valentine. You know him. We had to go to the hardware store to pick up some supplies. [Scene: The Hardware store. Jack and Drue are walking down the aisle getting some of the pieces that they will need for their Chem. project.] Drue: I can't tell you how touched I am by the way you've reached out to me lately, jack. So moving. To be honest, I felt sure you held me at least somewhat responsible for that whole mess with your sister. Jack: Huh, whatever. Hey, you wanna go grab that paint? Drue: What paint? Jack: The paint. You know, for the project that we're doing. Come back to me, Drue. Look, all you gotta do is go get the paint and, um, and take this up to the register for me. Drue: Why can't you do it? Jack: Uh, one of the soccer goals on the field's falling apart. I gotta get some net, and if I don't fix it, nobody else will. Drue: Must be weird. Jack: What? Drue: Being selfless. [Scene: The Principal's Office. The Principal and Mitch are still trying to find out what they can from Pacey.] Principal: Where did you go with deputy Witter? Pacey: You mean my brother? Where do you think? [Scene: The local Donut Stop. Pacey and Doug are seated eating, yep, that's right, donuts.] Pacey: I'm shakin' my head in disbelief. Doug: Don't judge a book by its prologue, wise-ass. There's plenty more coming up fast, more than any episode of cops could teach you, believe you me. Pacey: Really? Doug: Mm-hmm. Pacey: Well, lemme brace myself for that. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Dawson is finishing up explaining what he was doing earlier in the day] Dawson: And that's it. I spent the rest of the morning alone in the study. [Door hinges squeak] [Inside Mr. Brook's house, he is looking through some of the stuff and comes across his yearbook, and as he pages through it he comes to Mr. Brook's picture in it and reads] Dawson: "Arthur Isaac Brooks. "Newspaper. Track and field. Aspiration to become a great Hollywood filmmaker." Oh, my god. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Dawson is still being questioned by Mitch and the Principal] Mitch: Dawson, I think it's time we discussed your infamous ninth-grade senior pact for a minute. Dawson: Dad, that was 4 years ago. Principal: Wait, what pact? Dawson: When I was in ninth grade, um, the seniors pulled a particularly lame prank. I think they graffitied the lockers and trashed the parking lot or something. It was embarrassing. And, uh, Pacey and I made a pact that when our time came, we would do it right-- the prank to end all pranks. We talked about it for years. Principal: So it was you! Dawson: No, it wasn't me. In case you haven't noticed, Pacey and I aren't exactly butch and Sundance these days. I didn't remember the pact until you sa Principal: well? What is it? Dawson: I can tell you I didn't do it. I can't speak for Pacey. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Principal's Office. Jack is back in the hot seat. Mitch and the Principal are back to questioning him again.] Mitch: so, you picked up Jen at 12:45. Jack: Mm-hmm. I think so. Did I say that? Mitch: What time did you get to the park? Jack: Um, I don't know. It was, like, 1:35-ish. [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. Jack is trying to set up the net as Jen is watching him to see what he is doing, but getting in the way at the same time.] Jack: Would you get your foot off the net?! Put your little doohickey Jen: I got it. I got it. I got it. All right, piece of cake. Jack: All right, I gotta take care of something. [He walks off] Molly! Double time. Over here. [Jen tries to set up the net and gets herself tangled up and falls.] Jack: [Chuckles] jeez. Jen: I'm just fine. Molly: What'd I do? Jack: Nothing, nothing. Relax. Deflate. Molly: What do you want? Jack: Well, I've got some good news. After a careful review of all the players on the team, I have decided to offer you the position of goalie left vacant by Kip's injury. Molly: Offering? Like, take it or leave it? Jack: Yeah. Well, it's, uh, I mean, you know... Molly: In that case, thank you, but no, thank you. Jack: W-w-whoa. No, thank you? Wha Molly: I'd really rather not. Jack: Yeah, but goalie is--is Molly: I'm left halfback. I like left halfback. I'd like to stick with left halfback, ok? Please? Jack: Ok. [Molly goes off and Jen comes up to stand with Jack.] Jen: I like that kid. Jack: Funny. Jen: You know, she reminds me of me at that age. Jack: No, she knows if I put her in goal, boys are gonna trture her out of spite. Jen: Well, that's because kids like molly and myself tend towards the easier alternative, the one with the least opportunity for embarrassment rather than glory. Yeah. Unless, of course... Jack: Unless, of course, what? Jen: You get us really pissed off. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Now it is Pacey's turn to be grilled some more. Mitch and the Principal are still at it trying to figure out who did it.] Principal: Now, let's cut to the chase, shall we? My boat was quietly removed from the storage warehouse behind the yacht club sometime between 12:30 P.M. And 5:15. Records indicate that you are the only senior who had access to that particular warehouse. Pacey: And just what records might those be? Principal: I'll be asking the questions, Mr. Witter. Ok. Pacey: All right, I'll talk. But I gotta warn you, it's gonna be deathly boring. [Scene: Inside the squad car. Pacey and Doug are sitting silently on the side of the road as Joey drives by them and honks the horn.] Pacey: Doug? Doug: Yeah? Pacey: Do you ever find yourself sittin' out here at the edge of the highway in your squad car, you got your radar gn in hand, been out here for 4 hours in which only 3 cars have passed, all going under the speed limit, and wonder just what the hell happened to your life? Doug: Pardon me? Pacey: Well, seriously, man. Look at you. For all your Elliot Ness dreams and Harry Callahan aspirations, you're nothing. I mean, nobody. At best, you're the barney fife of this little podunk town. What's that? Doug: Does this diatribe have a point, Pacey? Pacey: I--no. No, not really. I'm just a little disconcerted by it all. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Once again Dawson is in the hot seat. They are still trying to find out everything he did the day before.] Principal: So, at 12:00, you were still at the Arthur Brooks estate? Dawson: Yes, I was. By 12:30, I was more than ready to get out of there. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Dawson is still going through the stuff stached in the study when there is a car horn from outside. Dawson grabs his coat and heads for the door.] [Car horn honks] Mr. Brooks: Where do you think you're going? Dawson: Oh, uh, home. I'm done for the day. Mr. Brooks: The hell you are. If you think you can take my money and wander off to spoon with your girlfriend, you're sadly mistaken. Dawson: She's not my girlfriend. Mr. Brooks: If you're not back here within 3 hours, you can forget about being paid. [Outside Gretchen is in the car waiting for Dawson. He goes and gets into the car with her.] Gretchen: Your mom was stuck at the restaurant. She asked me to get you. Dawson: Oh, so I'm a favor. Gretchen: I didn't say that. [Chuckles] so, what was that about? Dawson: Oh, it's about what a complete and total jerk he insists on being. [Scene: The Capeside Soccer Field. Jack is telling about the soccer practice from the day before.] Jack: [Voice Over] Jen's insight into the 10-year-old psyche seemed valid. And even though practice was ending and the kids had 2 hours of freedom before the game, I still wasn't ready to give up on molly playing goalie. Jack: Molly. Molly, come here. You get any orange wedges? Molly: One. Billy took the other one and smashed it into the ground. Jack: Yeah, Billy's a jerk. Molly: Just wait until I'm 17 and hot. He'll regret messing with me. Jack: Look, molly, it doesn't matter if you're 17 or you're 45. These guys aren't gonna respect you unless you make them. Molly: How do I make them respect me? Jack: Look, molly, you gotta prove it to yourself. Ok? If you do that, if you believe that you're just as good as they are, I guarantee you the rest is just gonna take care of itself. Molly: You find a goalie yet? Jack: Nah. Molly: Can I still have it? Jack: Yep. Molly: Fine. Bring it on. You know, you just totally pulled a fast one on me. But I'm gonna let it go because you're right. But that doesn't mean that I don't understand exactly what you just did. Just bring it. [Scene: Dawson's Back Yard. Gretchen and Dawson pull up to the house to see Drue sitting on the steps waiting for him.] Gretchen: Whenever I see that guy, I can't help but hearing the Darth Vader theme. Dawson: Ha ha ha. I'm making an effort. Gretchen: Not to be cruel, but why? Dawson: Kind of a karmic decision. Thank you for the ride. Gretchen: Just doing your mom a favor. Dawson: Ha ha. Right. [Dawson gets out of the car and she leaves. Dawson goes up to Drue.] Dawson: Well, speak of the devil. Drue: The devil appears. Dawson: So, Drue, what brings you to my humble abode? Drue: First I just wanted to extend my gratitude for last night. Dawson: Oh, well, you know... We met at the movie theater. Common decency dictates I lend you 5 bucks for popcorn and ask you to sit with me. The burger afterwards was your idea. Drue: Small to you, but significant to me. I'm just grateful to finally find at least one ally in this strange and eclectic hamlet. You may be my first. Dawson: Well...Heh. I appreciate the thought, but you didn't have to come all the way down here just to tell me that. Drue: Right. That's not why I'm here. You left these in my car, man. [He hands Dawson the missing keys] Dawson: Ah. Thank you. Thank--I-- you just saved me from, like, a solid hour of paternal lecturing. Drue: It was the least I could do. And as I said, you know, you reached out to the new kid. What goes around comes around. Dawson: That is so true. [Scene: Sidewalk in the middle of town. Pacey is walking behind Doug as they are walking to someone's house.] Pacey: Would I be out of line if I asked what we're doing? Doug: Somebody stole a dog. Pacey: How do you know it didn't just get lost? Doug: We don't. The owner found some footprints in the dirt. It might be the gardener, but either way, we have to find this dog because it is a very important dog. Pacey: So, wait, hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Is this what you meant when you told me that I'd learn more from watching you than from any episode of cops? Wh--oh, come on. Don't tell me you're still angry at your little brother for that whole "wasting your life" shtick. I only sort of meant it. Honest. Doug: I want you to listen to me very closely because I'm only gonna say this one time. If you ever in your life care about anything as much as I care about being an officer in this town, I will be shocked. If you ever in your life are as good at anything as I am at being an officer in this town, I will be shocked. If you ever in your life presume to judge me again, so help me god, I will bat the ugly right out of you. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Pacey has just finished telling his tale to Mitch and the principal.] Mitch: So what you're telling me is that you were looking for the very same dog that you're suspected of having taken? Pacey: Mitch, you are a sane and reasonable man, and it is obvious that I'm not responsible for this whole fiasco, so why are we still here? Mitch: We're still here because a certain fresh detail has come to light which suggests that we must, at the least, account for all of your whereabouts yesterday. Pacey: You discussed my ninth-grade pact with Dawson. Principal: Oh, you remember the agreement, too, I see. Pacey: Well, of course I remember it. It was my idea. But did it ever occur to you that my not-so-close acquaintance-slash- former best friend has hinted or possibly even implicated yours truly only to divert suspicion from himself? Principal: Mr. Witter, justice is blind. If Dawson is responsible, we'll nail him... Just as we'll nail you. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Principal's Office. Dawson is being questioned about so much that he is beginning to question why he is still there.] Dawson: How is it possible that we're still doing this? Principal: I'll tell you how. Capeside high, a facility to which you have had intimate access, must've been trespassed upon sometime after 5:30 P.M. When the cleaning crew went home. There were no signs of forced entry, which implies an inside job. Dawson: Dad, I was home last night. You saw me. Mitch: At 10:00. Uh, just tell us about the prior 5 hours-- afternoon and evening, where you were, who you were with-- and I promise you we'll be done with this. Principal: We'll be done with this when I've got my man. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Dawson comes into the house to find Mr. Brooks sitting at the table eating his dinner.] Mr. Brooks: Well, well, well, I'm surprised to see you here. Dawson: Uh, you shouldn't. I work here. Mr. Brooks: I don't think so. Dawson: I thought we had an agreement. Mr. Brooks: We did. You broke it. You're fired. Dawson: On what grounds? Mr. Brooks: You were playing footsie with your floozy when you're supposed to be doing a job. I guess I forgot you're just a hormonal adolescent. Dawson: What do you possibly hope to gain by insulting my friend? Mr. Brooks: I don't give a damn about you or your lady, but I do care about having my generosity taken advantage of. Dawson: Look, just because you are alone and your life is full of abandoned dreams does not give you the license to inflict your pain on me. Mr. Brooks: How dare you presume to understand me-- who I am, where I've been, what I've done? Now get the hell out of here. Dawson: Fine. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Jack is back telling his tales of the day before.] Principal: Well, you can go. Jack: I can? Principal: Mm-hmm. Just as soon as you tell us where you were between 5:30 last night and 8:00 this morning. Let's just stick to last night after 5:30. Jack: Once again, as I've already told you, we had a game. It was our first playoff game. [Scene: The Soccer field. Jack is getting everything going for the practice before the game. Jen comes up to join him.] Jen: hey, jackers. Jack: Hmm? Jen: Militant peewee parents at 2 o'clock. [Some soccer dads come over to him and Jen leaves. Gus does all the talking for them.] Gus: Jack. Jack: Gus. Gus: We're hearing a strange rumor from our kids that you're gonna put the-- put that little girl in for kip as goalie. Jack: Yeah. It's not a rumor. That's a fact. Gus: Yeah, well, I'm afraid we can't allow that. Jack: That's ok. You don't have to allow it. I'm the coach. It's my call. Gus: Jack, I represent, uh, parents who kept their mouths shut when certain alarming personal details came to light. But, hey, this is not personal. This is soccer. So let me give it to you real straight, jack. You put the little girl in for goalie, we'll lose the game. We lose the game, you lose your job. Ok. Jack: Yeah. I'll take that under advisement. Gus, if you fellas don't mind, I'd like to warm up my team. Gus: Yeah. Jack: Good. Thanks. [They leave him and Jen comes back to join Jack.] Jen: Ooh. Looks like pat Buchanan's posse. Jack: You're not gonna believe this. Jen: What? Jack: They said they're gonna fre me if I keep molly on goal. Jen: Are you kidding me? Jack, what are you gonna do? [Scene: The Principal's Office. Pacey is continuing the tale of his day with his brother.] Principal: W-wait a second. You couldn't find the dog, so your brother made you get in the back of the car? I'm confused. Pacey: I was confused, too. It seemed so blatantly hostile, even for Dougie. Frankly, when he went in, I considered making a break for it. [Scene: The Squad Car. Pacey is sitting in the back seat waiting for Doug and we can see that he is upset having to sit back there.] Doug: Ok. All right. [Doug and a gentleman come out of the store to the squad car, and the gentleman gets into the front seat as Doug puts his groceries in the back seat with Pacey.] Doug: Well, mike, the guy in the back's not a perp. He's my little brother. Mike: How goes it, junior Witter? Pacey: It's been better. [They arrive at Mike's House and Mike gets out of the car and starts to walk towards the door and Doug gets his groceries out of the back seat. Pacey looks to see Mike take a collapsible walking cane out of his pocket and set it up so that he can make his way the rest of the way to the door. Mike is Blind. You can see the guilt wash over Pacey's face.] Doug: Why are you looking at me like that? Pacey: Uh... No reason. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Dawson comes back to the house and goes in to the study to confront Mr. Brooks.] Dawson: [Voice over] An hour later, against my better judgment, I was back at the brooks house. Dawson: Today, when I was going through your things, I found your high-school yearbook. Underneath the picture, the caption said that your life's ambition was to become a Hollywood filmmaker. Uh, a pretty striking coincidence, given that I've had the exact same dream for as long as I can remember. Mr. Brooks: Good for you. Dawson: It scared the hell out of me. 'Cause I don't ever want to be like you. I don't ever want to be the kind of person who pushes everything and everyone away from him. I don't want to be alone. And I know that you don't want to be alone, either. You can't get rid of me, Mr. Brooks. What you say and do to everyone else, it might work on them, but it's not gonna work on me. So I'm back. And I'm gonna finish the job that I was hired to do. [Scene: The Soccer Field. Jack is watching the game unfold before his eyes and sees his team win.] Jack: [Voice over] Before I could even realize what was happening, it was over. Somehow we'd won the game. [Whistles blow] [crowd whoops and cheers] Jack: Come on! Hey! Whoo! Nice game, guys. Yeah, nice game. Good game. Congratulations, fellas. [Gus walks over to Join Jack] Gus: The kids played great. Jack, uh... Do you know anything about soccer? Jack: Yeah. My team's just won the first playoff game. I'd like to think I know something. Gus: Sure. Well, maybe you know that when a playoff game is tied, as our next game could be, a goal scored against us in previous games reflect on the eventual tally. Jack: Excuse me. Gus: If we tie the falcons on Wednesday, then the 3 goals that little girl let slip by will count against us. Jack: Well, then I'll just have to win that game against the falcons on Wednesday. Gus: That's where you're mistaken. You see, you can't bat the falcons on Wednesday, 'cause you're no longer the coach of this team. You're done, Mcphee. [Gus leaves and Molly has heard it all. Her eyes tear up and she runs away from Caroline.] Caroline: Molly! [A little later with Jack and Jen talking about what just happened.] Jen: They didn't. Jack: Yep. Yeah, they just did. [Scene: The Capeside Marina. Doug and Pacey come up to the closed gate of the Marina and Doug is shining his flashlight through the gate.] Pacey: [Voice Over] It was a little after 9:00 when we got the call, and Doug and I headed out to the boat yard. Pacey: You wanna go in, don't you? You know, I have the code. True love spent a couple nights in this motel, so I can just, uh... [Pacey keys in the code and the Gate opens and they walk in. Drue comes out from behind the boats.] Pacey: After you. Doug: Mr. Valentine, what brings you here skulking through the shadows at this hour of night? Drue: Anonymous phone call. Boat's missing. Doug: Now, why would someone call you? Drue: Well, they didn't, technically. They called my mother, and this falls under her jurisdiction, so she sent me out here to check it out. I called the police, which is why you are here now, deputy Witter. Doug: Except what you couldn't possibly know was that we also received an anonymous phone call roughly 20 minutes before your call, which begs the question, how do I know you didn't take the boat? Drue: Do you see a boat on me, man? I mean, you can frisk me if you want. I bet you'd like that. Come on, let's do the man dance. Well, ok. Well, then I guess I'm done, aren't I? [Drue Leaves and Pacey goes to follow after him.] Pacey: You know what? I think I'm gonna go, too, Dougie. Doug: Hey, Pacey, I can't drive you home now, all right? This is official police business. Pacey: That's all right. I'll get a ride with Drue. Hey, Drue, hold on a second. Doug: Hey, news flash, Pacey. You hate Drue. Pacey: Yes, I do, but it's only a ride home. And I'm trying to be a better person, just like you. Besides, it's a karma thing. Doug: Yeah. Good-bye. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Pacey is finishing up his tales of the day before. Mitch and the principal are taking in what he has told them.] Pacey: And that was it. Then I left with Drue. Principal: And where did you go? Pacey: Well, I wanted to grab a bite to eat. He said he was busy. He dropped me off at home. Within 25 minutes, I was sleeping like a baby. Principal: All right, Pacey. You can go. Thanks for your help. Sorry for the inconvenience. Pacey: Seriously? You're not just messing with me? Mitch: Get out of here, pace, before he changes his mind. [Pacey stands up] Principal: Something else, Mr. Witter? Pacey: Well, yeah, I was just thinking, honestly, I don't think Dawson did it, either. Principal: Why's that? Pacey: That guy's way too respectable to pull off that type of crime. At least not without my coaxing, you know? Just not that type of guy. [Scene: The Principal's Office. Dawson is about to leave and has decided to stop and tell Mitch and the Principal something] Dawson: Pacey might be cocky, but he's not an idiot. I mean, there's no way he would jeopardize his academic foothold for what was hardly the prank to end all pranks. Mitch: Ok. Thanks. [Dawson leaves.] Mitch: Well, Dave. Satisfied? Principal: Yes, Mitchell, I am. I'm very satisfied, indeed, considering that I know who did it. Mitch: Really? Obviously. Well, it's clear you don't watch inspector Poirot on A&E. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Principal's Office. Drue is in the Hot seat with his mother standing behind him. Mitch and the Principal are there to talk with him now.] Mrs. Valentine: There is neither rhyme nor reason that could account for your accusation that my son was a party to this practical joke. You gentlemen should be ashamed of yourselves. Principal: All right, Mrs. Valentine. If you're finished, I'd like to explain to you exactly how we know that your son was responsible for this debacle. Mrs. Valentine: Fine. This I have to hear. Principal: At 10:30 yesterday, your son was in Harry's hardware store purchasing a canister of white paint identical to the kind that was used to scrawl the words "class of 2001" on the sail of my boat. At 1:30, he was at the leery residence returning Mitch's keys, keys that could have easily have been copied earlier that day at the hardware store, giving Drue access to my school. At 9:30, he made one final appearance, this time at the storage warehouse behind the yacht club, under the pretense of having received an anonymous phone call. Your son was conveniently present at all the necessary moments, he acquired the means and resources to do the job, and he had the time to pull it all off... Without a hitch. Anything I left out, Mitch? Hey, that rhymes! Mitch: No, I, uh, think you've got it pretty much in the bag. Mrs. Valentine: You conniving brat. I should have known after last year's ferret incident. Principal: Well, Mrs. Valentine, one thing I've learned during my career as an educator is that, uh, children are fickle creatures. Mrs. Valentine: Does a week of suspension sound like a fair punishment to you? Principal: No. Try 2 weeks and, uh, probation for the rest of the year. You've got a history, Drue, that's proving to be quite telling. Ok, I think we're through here. Mrs. Valentine: Oh! Drue, get my purse. [Scene: The Capeside High Hallway. Drue is getting some books out of his locker as Joey walks by.] Drue: [Laughs] Hey. Harry potter. Come here. Joey: What's going on? Drue: Send a message to the boys for me. Tell them that I admire the brilliance of their design. No, wait. Just tell 'em I said touché. [Locker slams] Joey: which boys? What happened? Drue: Karma...Finally caught up with me. [Scene: Outside the Police Station. Pacey is waiting for Doug and holding a box of Krispy Kreme donuts.] Pacey: Look, I--uh, I just wanted to come by and say thanks for letting me do that whole ride-along thing yesterday. It was illuminating. Doug: Have you ever said anything that wasn't lined with sarcasm? Pacey: I'm admitting I was wrong, Doug. What you do, it matters as much if not more than any job I'll ever be able to hold down. Doug: Well, that's interesting, considering yesterday, you didn't think it mattered at all. Pacey: Well, now I think it matters. I mean, I know it matters to mike. I know it matters to some dumb kid you're gonna keep from klling all his friends in a car wreck when you pull him over for speeding and scare the crap out of him. And I'm guessing that it probably matters in a million other subtle ways that I, with the subtlety of an elephant in an antique shop, will never, ever notice. Doug: Yeah, well, if it wasn't me doing the job, it'd just be somebody else. Pacey: But it is you, Doug. It's you, and I wouldn't be so quick to dismiss that. I mean, to be perfectly honest, I should be so lucky to someday ride gn with you. Doug: I think that would be a mistake. Pacey: Hey, you don't think I'd make much of a cop, huh? Doug: No, not really, no. No. Pacey, I think that you're a daring original. I think you have a talent for flying in the face of conventionality, and I think that you were born to break the rules, not enforce them. And you know what? I actually admire that in you. I really do. Pacey: What? Did my big brother Doug just admit that he admired me for the first time ever? Doug: No, no, it's more like I'm just terrified at the thought of having to sit in that squad car with you for another minute. [Scene: The office at the Leery Fish House. Dawson is sitting at the computer looking something up on the internet when Gretchen walks in.] Gretchen: Whatcha doin', junior? Dawson: Ahh, this thing brooks said to me yesterday kinda got me thinkin'. I mean, as much as I'm claiming myself to be an encyclopedia of filmic history, it just occurred to me that maybe... Gretchen: Well, maybe what? Dawson: Maybe there's something I'm missing. [Gretchen looks over his shoulder to see what he is doing.] Gretchen: Well, maybe he used another name. You know, like Art or Artie or something. Dawson: What self-respecting artist would use "Artie Brooks" as their screen credit? Gretchen: I don't know. I mean, don't people sometimes use abbreviations or nicknames like... I don't know, chief, ace, doc... Really. Dawson: That great director, Chief Tarantino. Gretchen: Ok, now you're just being mean. Dawson: Hey, don't leave angry. [Scene: Jack's House. Jack opens the door to find Molly and Caroline standing outside the door.] Jack: Hey, Caroline, molly. Um, what's wrong? Caroline: Um, molly asked me if we could come and see you today. Jack: What is it, molly? Molly: I'm sorry I got you fired. Jack: What? Molly: [Sniffling] [Jack walks with Molly to sit on a bench] Jack: now, what would make you think that my getting fired had anything to do with you? Molly: [Crying] I heard-- I heard Billy's dad yelling at you after the game. And then today at school, they said if I would have stopped more goals, then you wouldn't have been... [Sobbing] I'm so sorry, jack. Jack: It's ok. Look, uh, molly... They fired me because they--they disagree with who I am as a coach, not you as a player. They knew I was right about you. They just couldn't admit it. And you knew it, too, didn't you? Hmm? Molly: Caroline said it wasn't my fault, but I couldn't believe her, because... Because I don't understand how anybody could fre you. [Sniffs] Jack: I'm confusing to people like Billy's dad. But we can't hate people because they're different. We just have to try and forget about them and--and just go on being the best person that we can be. [Scene: Dawson's House. Mitch opens the door to see Joey and lets her in.] Joey: Is Dawson here? Mitch: I'm not sure. You can check in his room if you'd like. Joey: Thanks. Mitch: Hey, Joey. If he is up there, tell him I know... And congrats. [She looks at him then walks up to Dawson's Room to see Dawson and Pacey putting Paint and some other items into a trash bag.] Joey: Ok, explanation time. [Jack comes climbing through the window.] Jack: It is a bitch gettin' up here without a ladder. Joey: Ahh. Jack: Joey. What's she doing here, guys? I thought that we were supposed to be doing this alone. Joey: I knew it. The three of you. You did it, didn't you? You guys put the boat in the pool. You did it! Pacey: Just calm down for a second. There's no reason to jump to silly conclusions. We didn't-- we didn't--we didn't pull the prank off. Dawson: We--we have airtight alibis. Jack: Yeah. Besides, we all know Drue did it. Dawson: On the other hand, if we had wanted to pull off the prank, the three of us, that is... Jack could have swung by the Peskins' sometime after he met up with Drue at the hardware store. He would have had time to leave the paint he "accidentally" took home and Chester the dog, with the necessary food and water, of course, tied up to a tree at a rendezvous point. Pacey: I could have gotten into the storage facility sometime after 1:30, when Drue dropped off the keys, Dawson: and before 3:30, when I had to get back to Mr. Brooks' house. Pacey would have given me the code... And I would have had the Mitch mobile to tow the truck back to the same rendezvous point jack had been to earlier. I then would have left the boat and car with Chester and the paint. Later on, Pacey could have asked Drue to drop him off somewhere near the rendezvous point. And, once arriving at the location, Pacey could have gathered up all the essential materials and then taken the whole production into the pool at the gymnasium to finish off the job. And by 11:00, we'd be done, and everyone would still be none the wiser. Of course, that's only a hypothetical. Pacey: Right. Jack: The truth is that Drue valentine is, was, and will always be the lone arch criminal behind it all. Well, I for one am glad to see that this kid finally got what was coming to him for so long. Joey: Karma. Pacey: Exactly. [Scene: In the middle of nowhere. Dawson and Pacey are burying the bag of stuff in the hole they dug in the ground.] [Shovel scraping] Pacey: what are you thinkin'? Dawson: I was thinkin' we pulled it off. Heh heh. Pacey: Ahh. I was thinkin' that something's been right tonight that hasn't been right for a long, long time. I just keep on forgetting why we're not still friends. Dawson: You know it's not that simple. Pacey: Course not. It's just that... Dawson: I know. Pacey: Let me tell you, Dawson, when you told me you'd never be able to trust me again, that was probably amongst the top 5 worst moments of my life. Dawson: When I walked out on my back porch and saw you and Joey, that was my worst. Number one with a bllet. Pacey: Do you think it's possible that someday I could convince you that maybe I'm the type of person that you could trust again? Dawson: I would like to believe that it is. Pacey: I gotta try. I'm not ready to give up on you. Dawson: Well, if it doesn't work out, we can always just k*ll each other.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x08 - The Usual Suspects"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 409 - Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Camera Pans across as female lying in Dawson's Bed from behind, and slowly around to Dawson who is sitting on the floor in front of the bed and the are watching a video tape. The camera turns and we can see that the woman is Gretchen.] Dawson: Wow. Gretchen: "Wow. Look at the hidden treasure I've unearthed"? Or "wow. There's 87 minutes of my life I'd like back"? Dawson: I wanted to hate it. I really did, but I-- I can't. This--I mean, this is the... Heartbreaking work of a staggering genius. Gretchen: Wait a second. Are you trying to tell me that Turn Away, My Sweet is the product of a genius? Dawson: As much as it pains me, yeah. Gretchen: I don't know, Dawson. All I saw was some formula gangster movie. I mean, I'm still picking the pulp out of my teeth. Dawson: Yeah, it was pulpy, and it was by-the-numbers, but underneath all the hard-boiled sturm and drang was this great big thumping heart. I mean, this is a love story masquerading as a genre piece. Gretchen: Dawson, the girl hired the guy to kll her. How is that a love story? Dawson: Because just when she had given up on love, he came into her life. Gretchen: Yeah, and he tried to kll her. Dawson: Right, but he couldn't because he fell in love with her. Right when she'd given up and stopped looking, she stumbled into her own fairy tale. It's brilliant. Gretchen: I don't know. If you ask me, Tarentino does this stuff a lot better and in color. Dawson: Oh, ho! And now you're completely proving my point even more for me. Gretchen: Which is? Dawson: A.I. Brooks was way ahead of his time. Gretchen: I like you like this. Dawson: Dare I ask what "this" is? Gretchen: Passionate, opinionated, irritating, even. Dawson: Why--why did he stop? Gretchen: Someone could ask you the same thing. I mean, when I left for college you were like this unstoppable force of film geek energy. I mean, you were all Spielberg this and Hitchcock that, and I come back and film is like this unfinished project you sort of stuffed in your closet. Which begs the question whatever happened to the talented young filmmaker Dawson Leery? Why did he stop? And where is he now? [Opening Credits] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club Pier. Joey is sitting on a bench doing some school work when Ms. Valentine comes up to her.] Ms. Valentine: I'm not paying you to study for your G.E.D., Dear. Joey: Mrs. Valentine, it's 3:45, which means I'm early. 15 whole minutes to do with what I please. And why is it so hard for you to remember that I go to school with your son? Ms. Valentine: Yes, and speaking of things I'd just as soon forget, I ran into your sister Becky at the drug store. Clearly not there to pick up any contraceptives. Joey: It's Bessie. Ms. Valentine: Oh, well, that's important, isn't it, dear? [A gentleman comes walking up to them.] Walter! Walter: Mrs. Valentine. Ms. Valentine: What can I do for you, Walter? Walter: Well, I just wanted to make sure everything was in order for Saturday night. Ms. Valentine: Oh, Walter, we are in tip-top shape. We are fully stocked and fully staffed, and I was just about to tell little Joey potter here that her Saturday night off was now a Saturday night back on. Joey: But Ms. Valentine: Joey. In addition to being one of the club's handsomest members, Mr. Kubelik here is also the alumni rep for Worthington, and Saturday night he's hosting a networking party for promising new applicants, and I'm going to need you to help wait on them. Joey: I can't. Ms. Valentine: So you're quitting, then? Joey: No Ms. Valentine: Ooh! You've gone insane. Joey: Look, Mrs. Valentine, I will be there. Ms. Valentine: Yes. You will. Now, Walter, where were we? Joey: I don't think you're understanding me, Mrs. Valentine. I'll be there... At the party... As a guest. Ms. Valentine: [Laughing] Walter: Wait a minute. You're Josephine Potter? Hey, it's a pleasure to meet you. Your essay was outstanding. Mrs. Valentine, this young lady is one of our most promising applicants. Ms. Valentine: Oh. Walter: I would appreciate it if you gave her the evening off and sat her at my table. Ms. Valentine: Well, of course, Walter, anything you want. I just--I just don't know who we're going to get to replace her. Joey's such a shining member of our wait staff. Joey: Well, there's always Drue. Ms. Valentine: Yes. Yes. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Dawson is sitting at the bar working on his laptop computer, while Mitch and Gale decorate a Christmas Tree and Gretchen is working in the Restaurant table area.] Dawson: Ok, guys. Historic moment. I am finishing my very last essay from my very last college application... USC film school. And I...Am... Done. Gale: Congratulations, honey. Mitch: Yeah, we're proud of you. Gale: And now you're free to relieve your pregnant mother of her light-stringing duty. Gretchen: Wow. Could it be? Could this mean it's time for the annual Leery holiday party? [There is a big pause and everyone looks at each other.] Oh, did I just say something wildly inappropriate? Gale: Oh, no, not at all, honey. It's just, um... Mitch: Well, we haven't done that in a while. Dawson: Let me decode. We haven't had a Christmas party past couple of years because Mr. And Mrs. Leery have been busy riding a roller coaster otherwise known as their relationship. Gretchen: Oh. Well, that's too bad. I loved those parties. Gale: It all just seems a bit overwhelming at the moment. Mitch: What, with the baby Gale: and the restaurant. Gretchen: Ok, let's make a deal. You have the party, and I take care of everything. I will cater. I'll decorate. I'll even call all the guests. Oh, come on. Please? You got to let me. Gale: Well, sweetheart, if it means that much to you. Gretchen: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thanks. [Mitch and Gale leave, and Gretchen grabs Dawson's arm.] Gretchen: We have got a lot of work to do. Dawson: What was the part you said about you doing everything? [Scene: Jen's Bedroom. Jen is sitting on her bed doing some writing, when Grams brings Jack in to see her.] Jen: Will. Jack: Grace. Grams: Can I get you anything, Jack? Jack: No. No, thanks, Grams. [Grams leaves without asking Jen.] Jen: Nothing for me. I'm fine. Thank you. Jack: [Laughing] What was that all about? Jen: That, my dear, is the external manifestation of Grams' extreme disappointment in me for that whole ecstasy incident. Jack: She's still stuck on that, huh? Jen: Yeah. Not a word in weeks. Which makes the house that Gramps built a bit chilly at the moment. Jack: Hmm. Well, she will get over it. She always does. Right. Jen: Whatever. Do you want to do something? Do you want to go see a movie? Jack: Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'd love to. Perfect way to celebrate, actually. Jen: Celebrate? Jack: I finished my applications today. Just handed 'em to ms. Watson... And the essay part almost klled me. If I ever in my life have to write about where I see myself in 10 years, I'm gonna have to say, "dad," because the prospect of writing about it will have driven me to su1c1de. Jen: Good. That's great. Awesome. Congrats. Ok, so what are we gonna see? Um...You know what? I want to see that gay one with Dean Cain. All the reviewers are calling it St. hm's fre. Sounds awesome. What do you say? Jack: Yeah. Yeah. It sounds good. Let me ask you something. Have you finished your applications yet? Jen: Yeah. Pretty much. Why? Jack: How much is pretty much? Jen: Um, I just have the essay part left. Jack: Well, I talked to Ms. Watson, and she mentioned something about not getting anything from you, and I said, well, come on. Jen Lindley, that's crazy. She's all about higher learning. Jen: Totally. Jack: Ok. So where did you apply? Jen: Bunch of places. Jack: Come on, Jen. What's with all the vague answers here? Jen: Hey, Jack, what's with all the annoying questions? Jack: You know there's a deadline? And it's quickly approaching, right? Jen: Don't worry about it. I'm totally fine. You know what? I have to say I'm kind of not in a movie mood after all. Can we catch up later? Jack: Yeah. Sure. Jen: I'll give you a call. Jen: Ok. Jen: Bye. Jack: Good-bye. [Scene: Grams' Kitchen. Grams is making some cookies, when Jack walks into the kitchen with a worried look on his face.] Jack: Grams. Think you could do me a favor? Grams: Anything, of course. Cookie? Jack: Yeah. Thanks. Extra sprinkles. You think you could talk to Jen? Grams: Anything but that, perhaps. Jack: Look, I know the two of you aren't on the best of terms at the moment, but I'm worried about her. I have this feeling that she hasn't filled out any of her college applications and she's not talking about it, so I, you know, I thought maybe you could talk to her. Grams: No, no, Jack. Jennifer is a big girl. God knows, I tried long and hard to aid her in making the right decisions, but she neither wants nor appreciates my help. So the only thing left for me to do is to let her make her own mistakes. If the girl chooses to drag her heels about college, so be it. She is on her own. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Mr. Brooks is at a small table by the window eating his dinner, when Dawson comes up and takes the seat across from him.] Dawson: So, um, have you seen any good movies lately? Mr. Brooks: I saw a picture called Star Wars here a while back. I, uh, I didn't get it. Dawson: Star Wars came out in 1977. Mr. Brooks: Like I said, it was a while back. Dawson: I saw a great film last night. Mr. Brooks: Bully for you. Dawson: It was this incredible fusion of film noir, black comedy, and a love story. It was--what was the name of it? Um... Turn Away, My Sweet. Mr. Brooks: Think you're pretty clever, don't you? Dawson: How am I supposed to deal with this? I mean, how am I supposed to deal with the fact that the big grumpy old man who basically forced me into indentured servitude turns out to be a cross between Sam Fuller and Cameron Crowe? Mr. Brooks: Who's Cameron Crowe? Dawson: Uh, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, Say Anything, Jerry Maguire. Mr. Brooks: Never heard of him. Fuller--hmm, god rest his soul. He did some good pictures. Dawson: And so did you, Mr. Brooks. I've seen everything I could get my hands on. Your films are-- they're amazing. You know, you're like this true American primitive. I have so much respect for what you've done. Mr. Brooks: First of all, Mr. Leery, they're not films. They're pictures. Second of all, they're not amazing. They're hack work, and third of all, I'm uncomfortable with this new found respect you have for me. Dawson: You can play the curmudgeon all you want, A.I. Brooks, but you can't fool me. Mr. Brooks: Well, that's a load off. Dawson: I saw those movies, and the man responsible for them obviously cares a great deal about things that matter-- things like love and death and morality and honor. Mr. Brooks: The man responsible for them cares a great deal about eating his Chilean sea bass in peace. Dawson: Ok. I just--I-- I wanted to tell you that your mov--your pictures really had an impact on me. I just... Well, I thought you might like to hear that. Mr. Brooks: Thank you very much for the kind words, Mr. Leery, now I Dawson: Can I--can I just ask you about the chemistry between your 2 leads in Turn Away, My Sweet? It was incredible. It was like it practically jumped off the screen. Mr. Brooks: Listen, I am old, and I reserve the right to eat my dinner in peace. So kindly remove yourself from my general vicinity. Dawson: Ok. [Scene: A Clothing Store. Joey is trying on a dress and comes out of the dressing room and walks over to where Gretchen is waiting for her.] Joey: Well? Gretchen: The girl can't help it. She's beautiful. Joey: Do you think it's too much? Gretchen: Only if Pacey wears his camouflage pants. Joey: Which isn't exactly outside the realm of possibility. You know, I do feel kind of bad dragging him to this thing. Gretchen: Oh, you're not dragging him to anything. You need his support. I'm sure he gets that. Joey: Yeah, well-- I just--I don't want him to feel out of place. Gretchen: Joey, my brother's nuts about you. I think he plans to make a career out of being in close proximity to you. Just don't let him do that nervous joke-telling thing that he does. You are, however, gonna miss a great party at Dawson's house. Joey: Dawson Leery's having a party? Gretchen: Not so much. I talked Mitch and gale into letting me organize their holiday party. Joey: Really? I love those. I mean, they've been a part of my life since I was, like, 5, I think. And they always put me in just the right mood for the holidays. Which is kind of weird considering Dawson and I would pretty much just hide up in his bedroom and watch old movies, but... Gretchen: Which has it's own distinct charms. I mean, Dawson is one of those rare guys who can somehow make popcorn and a rented video seem like an event. Joey: I know what you mean. Gretchen: You're gonna do great, Joey. Joey: Huh? Gretchen: Saturday night, you're gonna do great. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Advisor's Office. Dawson and the Advisor are there going over Dawson's Applications to his colleges.] Advisor: Good job, Dawson, getting all of your applications in. I just had a couple of questions. Dawson: Ok. Advisor: Why do you think you want to be a filmmaker? Dawson: Uh, well, doesn't my essay pretty much cover it? Advisor: You see, that's the problem, Dawson. It doesn't. You spend 5 pages rather eloquently skirting the essay question... Why do you want to be a filmmaker? Dawson: Well, it's a pretty difficult question to answer. Advisor: And USC's a difficult school to get into. There are thousands of students, just like yourself, hoping against hope at a chance to study at one of the best film schools in the country. So I'm thinking... We might want to sht for greatness here. In other words... Dawson, do better. [Scene: The Capeside High Hallway. Joey and Pacey are walking down the stairs in the hallway talking to each other about Saturday.] Pacey: Do we have to? Joey: Yes, Pacey, we have to. Pacey: Well, have you thought about hiring an escort? 'Cause from what I'm told you can't take me anywhere. Joey: I called around, but they're all out of socially-presentable man-meat. Pacey: Well, what if I just broke up with you, hmm? I mean, what would you do then? Joey: Look, do what you have to do. You're still coming with me. Pacey: Fascist. Joey: Scaredy-cat. Pacey: Are we at least gonna have a good time? Joey: My guess is no. Pacey: So why can't we just say "nay" to the whole idea of hanging out with the prep school contingent, and go over to Mitch and Gale's party? Joey: Because, Pacey, that would severely diminish my chances for getting into college. Pacey: Well, you put it that way Joey: Pace? Pacey: Yes. Joey: You know how important this party is to me. Pacey: Yes, I know. Joey: And being in a relationship means that sometimes you do have to do things that you don't particularly enjoy for that other person. Pacey: Yeah. Joey: You know, for me that would be Sunday dinners with your parents. Pacey: Oh, hold on. Do you think that I enjoy those dinners for one second? For the record, we could stop those at any time. Joey: Look, I know that you're still trying to get out of this party. Pacey: Yeah, I really am. Is it working? Joey: It's like watching a train wreck. [Scene: Grams' Kitchen. Grams is going through some present in a package sitting on the table, when Jen walks in and goes over to the fridge.] Grams: These are for you, Jennifer. From your mother and father. Jen: Whew, that time of year already. I'll tell you what. That is a sweater... From mom, from Barney's. But it was hand-picked by the maid. Yeah, jewelry. Jewelry, probably from dad, and I'll bet that it was thrown back in his face by a slutty secretary who did not appreciate the fact that she was actually being paid for services rendered. Remind me to send them a thank you card. Grams: Why don't you just take them upstairs and open them in your room. Jen: You know, I've got a better idea. Why don't you take 'em to goodwill. Donate 'em to somebody who cares. Grams: That is not an appropriate attitude for the holidays, child. Jen: Yeah, well, merry f-in' Christmas. Grams: Jennifer! You know, you are quite possibly one of the most spoiled, self-involved brats I have ever had the displeasure of dealing with. Jen: You know what? You're absolutely right. Why don't I just go to my room. Grams: While you're there, why don't you take the time to fill out a couple of your college applications? Jen: Right. Of course. Anything to get me out of the house quicker, huh? Grams: That is not what I meant. Jen: So then were you trying to light a fre under me? I'm sorry, but you haven't spoken so much as a complete sentence to me ever since I disappointed you. So you don't get to instill me with motivation. You don't get to discuss my future. You lost that right when you wrote me off. [She throws the presents into the fridge and closes the door, before storming off to her room.] [Scene: The Leery House. Gretchen is decorating the house while Dawson talks about his afternoon at the advisor's office.] Gretchen: Dawson, I don't know why you're having such a problem with this. I mean, just tell them the truth. Dawson: The truth being what, exactly? Gretchen: That filmmaking will provide you with everything that a young man could ever want or need... A 3-picture deal with Columbia and a spot just high enough on the premiere power list to bag yourself one of the girls of the WB. Dawson: Moments like this it becomes glaringly obvious just how related to Pacey you really are. Gretchen: Come on. Take a break. Help me hang the mistletoe. Dawson: Ok. Gretchen: Why don't you ask Mr. Brooks? Dawson: Ask Mr. Brooks for what? Gretchen: For help on your essay. Dawson: I don't think so. I told the guy I like his movies, he practically took my head off. Gretchen: Oh, Dawson, say what you want about his mercurial moods, but the guy is a resource. Take advantage of him. He's probably one of the only guys you've ever met who's a real-life filmmaker. And maybe a conversation with him will clear your head. You know, get rid of the cobwebs. Dawson: Is there a point to what we're doing? Gretchen: Who cares? It's tradition. And you don't monkey with tradition. What? Dawson: I never had you pegged as a traditionalist. It's cute. [Scene: The docks outside of Grams' House. Jack and Grams are walking on them talking to each other about Jen.] Grams: Actually, you were right. She hasn't filled out one application, and she's not going to. Jack: Well, maybe we can talk to her. You know, gng up on her. Grams: Oh, that won't work. I know my granddaughter. She's far too stubborn to stand for anything even resembling an intervention. Jack: Yeah, I know. Well, any better ideas? Grams: Actually, I do, and I'm going to need your help. [Scene: Mr. Brooks' House. Dawson comes up to the Door and knocks on it but there is no answer, but the door is open, so he goes inside.] Dawson: Mr. Brooks? [Knocking] Mr. Brooks! [Mr. Brooks is at the table diligently working on something, when Dawson comes up to him.] Mr. Brooks: My god, kid! You scared the crap outta me. Dawson: Well, I'm sorry. I knocked. You didn't hear me. Mr. Brooks: Why didn't you just leave? Dawson: Uh, 'cause I wanted to talk to you. Mr. Brooks: If you came to ask if I slept with Marilyn Monroe, you can crawl back from whence you came. Dawson: No, it's nothing like that. I-- did you? Huh. Mr. Brooks: What is it I can do for you, Mr. Leery? Dawson: I need some advice. Mr. Brooks: Have you tried the teen help line? [Clears throat] Well, this is gonna clearly take longer than I'd hoped, but I supposed I could give you a-- would you like a soda pop, Mr. Leery? Dawson: No, thank you. I'm fine. Mr. Brooks: All right. I'm ready to dispense with advice. Sit down. Dawson: Um... Well, I-- I've got to write this essay-- an application for USC film school, and... It's klling me. I can't... For the life of me answer the question, "Why do you want to be a filmmaker?" Mr. Brooks: Well, why do you, kid? Dawson: Well, you see, that's the problem. I'm having trouble putting it into words. Mr. Brooks: If you can't do better than that, you might as well make out an application to McDonald's. Dawson: Mr. Brooks, I need to know why you stopped making movies. Mr. Brooks: What does that have to do with anything? Dawson: 'Cause I've stopped, too. Mr. Brooks: Well, that's a tragic loss for the arts. Dawson: Mr. Brooks, I'm-- I'm serious. You know, I was going full-steam ahead. Nothing was gonna stop me, and then-- you know. Life got in the way. I-- I--I had what you might call a crisis of faith. Mr. Brooks: Crisis of faith? But, gee, you're kind of young for that, aren't you what are you, 15? Dawson: 17. Mr. Brooks: 17 and already had a crisis of faith. Dawson: You know, I thought we were beyond this. I thought we had moved on, but I guess not. I guess whatever happened to you made you the kind of person who would tear into a 17-year-old kid whose only mistake was to equate talent with wisdom and kindness, so... [Dawson gets up and leaves, and Mr. Brooks looks after him knowing he has gone too far this time.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Pacey and Joey enter as Pacey continues to try and get out of this.] Pacey: You ok? Joey: Sure. Pacey: You know, we could always just turn around. Which would, of course, be incredibly cowardly. Joey: Yet sounds incredibly appealing. You're grinning like an idiot. Pacey: Yeah, I know. I can't help it. Joey: Why? Pacey: Because... I'm the only guy at this party who gets to walk in with Audrey Heyburn on his arm. [Scene: The Leery House. Jen comes into the front door and is greeted by Mitch and Gale. Gretchen is walking all through the background looking for someone.] Gale: Hi. Jen: Hi--whoa! Whoa! Look at you. Gale: Can you believe this? Jen: No. You look beautiful. You guys look so happy. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is sitting at his desk, when Gretchen come knocking on the door.] Dawson: Come in. Gretchen: Thought I might find you in here. Dawson: Hey. How's the party? Gretchen: Somewhat lacking in cute high school boys at the moment. Come try my eggnog. Dawson: Uh, I'll be down in a minute. Gretchen: Ok. You ok? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I'm just-- just thinking. Gretchen: About... Dawson: About what you said to me the other night. What did happen to me. Here I am. I'm applying to one of the best film schools in the country, and I'm not even sure I want to go. I'm not sure I deserve to go. Gretchen: You know what you sound like, Dawson? Dawson: What? Gretchen: You sound like a guy who just broke up with this girl. And he's happy he broke up with her-- I mean, at least he says he is-- and he goes on and on about, you know, how much better off he is without her, but the thing is he can't stop talking about her. Everything comes back to this girl. You loved this girl, Dawson. Dawson: Now that, oddly enough, has not kept her from breaking my heart time and time again. Gretchen: Yeah, but that doesn't matter. I mean, you're trying so hard to answer this question, and--and you're thinking that there's some right answer, and there's not. You know, maybe if you just admit that you love movies, the geek will resurface, and you'll be able to connect with that part of you that won't tolerate cynicism under any circumstances, and people will respond to that. They will respond to that great big thumping heart of yours. Trust me. Now come try my eggnog. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey is talking to one of the other girls at the party and she is very uncomfortable.] Girl: And I will not lose any more sleep over the fact that my class rank was third. I mean, it's like I could toss and turn all night wondering what I did wrong, you know? Why I wasn't good enough for first, or even second, but third? I mean, what is that? So what did you place? Joey: Fourth. Girl: Oh. Oh, that's good. Yeah, fourth is good. [She looks over and sees Drue serving drinks and pours out the rest of hers into a plant.] Oh, cute boy. Yeah, I do believe I need a refill. Joey: Let me get that for you. Girl: Nonsense. Excuse me! Excuse me, waiter boy? Drue: Yes, annoying girl? Girl: Yeah, I'll have a club soda with a lime in it, please. Drue: Anything for you, Joey? Joey: Fine, thanks. Drue: There you are, potter. I never got the chance to thank you for ruining my night. Joey: Well, I think we could probably talk about it another time. Drue: Sure. Sure. How about midnight? Just in time to watch you turn back into a pumpkin. Did you know that Joey here is one of our finest waitresses? I think it's sweet how you've taken her under your wing. Girl: Oh, uh, you know what? I think I see this girl that I know from boarding school. So I'm gonna go over and say hi. Excuse me. [The girl leaves, and Drue looks at Joey with a shrug look.] Drue: How bad do you want to do me bodily harm right now? Oh! Later. Too many witnesses. [Scene: The Leery House. The Advisor is attending it and looks out the window to see Jen standing out on the porch, and goes out to talk with her.] Advisor: You did it! Jen: No, I didn't. Advisor: Yes, you did, and your essays were wonderful. Jen: They were? Advisor: Yes, they were. You should be very proud of yourself. Jen: Mmm. What-- what did I do, exactly? Advisor: You got your apps in on time. Higher education is yours, Jen Lindley. Good job. Jen: Yeah, um... [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey and Pacey are sitting at the table with Walter and Walter tries to strike up a conversation. Drue is serving the table.] Walter: You've certainly been quiet tonight, miss potter. Joey: Just soaking it all in, I guess. Walter: Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself? Joey: Um... There's really not much to tell. I'm pretty much your average teenage girl. Walter: Having reviewed your application, I hardly think so. I seem to remember a certain fondness for art. Have you been to the new Guggenheim? Joey: No, but I have always wanted to go to New York. Drue: It's actually in Bilbao, hon. Spain? Walter: Which isn't important. What is, however, is the building itself. It's really the most amazing feat of construction. It's an extraordinary combination of intersecting shapes. It's an architectural epiphany. Pacey: No, I don't know. You ask me, the thing just looks like a big artichoke. [Everyone looks at him] No, I'm serious. It does. Walter: Oh, so you've been? Pacey: Well, no, but my brother-- he's this big architecture buff, and he's into those coffee table art books. You know, so I've seen all the pictures, and I'm here to tell you, it looks like a big artichoke. Walter: [Laughs] Big artichoke. You're right. It does look like an artichoke. [Scene: Outside the Leery House. Dawson is standing at a small bench area in the middle of the yard, when Mr. Brooks comes up from the dark.] Mr. Brooks: Mr. Leery. Dawson: Mr. Brooks. Mr. Brooks: Ah, quite a shindig you got for yourself, here, huh? Dawson: Uh, yeah. Do you want to come in? Mr. Brooks: Oh, no. I'm not much for crowds. Dawson: Why is that not a surprise? Is there something I can do for you? Mr. Brooks: Ah. [He hands Dawson a book.] Dawson: Kiss Kiss Bang Bang? Mr. Brooks: That's Pauline Kael. The best film critic ever was. She says it a lot better than I ever could. Dawson: Says what? Mr. Brooks: Why. Why when I was a kid I lived for Saturday afternoons at the Rialto. Why I left this town the day I graduated high school, and hopped on a train headed for the Los Angeles. Why I almost cried the first time I stepped on a studio lot. And why I did the first time I yelled, "action!" Sorry I snapped at you, kid. You just happened to scratch an open wound that still hasn't healed after all these years. Dawson: Which is none of my business. Mr. Brooks: 1956, Louis B. Mayer calls me into his office. He's got this brilliant idea. Wants to cast my best friend and my girlfriend in my next picture. Turn Away, My Sweet. Well, I got to agree with him. It's great casting. Till we started sh*ting and I am a madman. Crazed beyond belief. I don't even notice what's happening right in front of my eyes. My best friend falling in love with my girlfriend. By the time I realize it, it's too late. She's gone, and I still have half a picture to direct. Do you have any idea what that's like? Dawson: I would imagine it would be terrible. Mr. Brooks: Yeah, made me hate directing, everybody, and everything. The day we wrapped I caught another train... For Capeside, Mass. I never looked back. Started a new life. Started a better life. [Mr. Brooks turns and starts to walk away.] Dawson: Mr. Brooks? Mr. Brooks! Mr. Brooks: What?! Dawson: Would you like to come inside? Mr. Brooks: Why do you want to make pictures? Dawson: [Sighs] How can you explain the things you love? You can't. You just do. Mr. Brooks: God help you, kid. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Pacey is telling a joke to Walter and we can see how uncomfortable Joey is about it.] Pacey: So then the rabbi says, "rectum? I damn near klled 'em!" Walter: [Laughing] Pacey: Good one, right? Walter: It's very good. Joey, I had no idea your boyfriend was such a charmer. Joey: Who knew? Walter: Worthington could use a young man like you, Pacey. Why haven't you applied? Joey: Yeah, Pace, why haven't you? Pacey: Well, I-- to be perfectly honest, uh, both of my parents are real big lefties, so for me it's Yale or nothing. Walter: Well, that certainly is our loss. Joey: Hey, Pace, can I talk to you for a second? Pacey: Yeah, sure. Joey: Outside. Excuse us. [Scene: Outside the Yacht Club. Joey is pulling Pacey behind her as they walk out onto the piers.] Joey: Pacey, I can't believe you just did that. Pacey: Just did what? Joey: You lied! Pacey: Hold on a second Joey: And after that whole pseudo-motivational diatribe, you flat-out lied. Pacey: Joey, can I have the floor for just a second? Joey: Pacey, why are you trying so hard to impress these people? Pacey: Are you done yet? Joey: Look, I don't even know who you are right now. Pacey: All I'm try [Walter comes out and disturbs them.] Walter: Excuse me, Pacey. Excuse me. I would love for you to meet the dean. Do you mind, Joey? Joey: Course not. Pacey: Sure. Walter: [Chuckles] He's a great guy. An old friend. I'd love for him to hear the, uh... Pacey: 2 rabbis. Walter: Yeah. [Laughs] I thought that was a pretty good one. [Walter and Pacey go back inside and Joey just leans back against the rail and tears begin to form in her eyes.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Leery House Party. Jack is standing in the doorway when Jen comes storming up to him. Grams is standing to his side.] Jen: Jack. Jack: Hey. Jen: Did I not make myself perfectly clear to you? Jack: What? Jen: Did I or did I not ask you to just mind your own business? Jack: Ah, Jen Jen: No, Jack, you didn't have any right to do what you did. Grams: He had every right. As did I. Jen: Listen, I'm not looking to be saved here, all right? I don't want to go to college. Could you please just leave me alone? Grams: You do want to go to college, Jennifer. I know that for a fact, and I know why you haven't applied. Jen: No, you don't. Grams: Yes, I do. You haven't applied because you refused to ask your parents for help. Jen: I--I can't. I can't keep putting myself out there over and over again. I won't ask them. I won't do it. Grams: And I won't let you. Now, look, I'm sorry that you haven't felt like you could talk to me lately, but you must understand something, Jennifer. You must understand that no matter how angry or upset or disappointed I may be in you, I will always be there for you. You are going to college, young lady. If I have to beg, borrow, or steal, I will get you there. You are the most important thing in my life, Jennifer, and I love you. Jack: I--I kinda love you, too. Jen: Aw... [The 3 of them hug.] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club Pier. Joey is leaning against the rail of the pier crying, when Walter comes up to her. Seeing him she dries her eyes to hide the fact that she was crying.] Walter: Hi, Joey. Joey: Uh, hi, Mr. Kubelik, um... I'm sorry, I... I think I need to apologize. Walter: Really? Whatever for? Joey: Well, I think I blew it tonight. And it's just, um, this is kind of a whole new world for me, and I, um, I don't really know what to do or what to say, and I know that I don't fit in very well Walter: Joey, you didn't blow anything. Your academic record stands on its own. You're a stunningly bright young lady. No one is grading you on your social skills. Be that as it may, you couldn't ask for a better character witness than that boyfriend of yours. Seriously. He just talked the Dean's ear off, all about you. How you've changed him, how you've helped him. How he couldn't imagine a better life than one with you by his side. What a rare gift, to have someone say such things about you. [Scene: The Leery House Party. Jen and Jack are sitting on the stairs talking to one another.] Jen: So, where did I apply? Jack: Uh, you applied to Bard, Brown, Columbia, Emerson, and Sarah Lawrence. Oh, and B.U. Jen: Nice. Jack: You know, I had to ransack your computer. With a little pruning, that, um, that paper you did on women's suffrage movement made a really good essay. Jen: Really? Cool. Jack: Yeah. Yeah, and, you know, I stumbled across your journal. Jen: Oh. Jack: I didn't realize you still had those kind of dreams about me. Jen: More nog? Jack: Sure. Love some more nog. [Scene: The Leery House Party, The Piano in the Family room. Mr. Brooks is sitting at the piano, when Grams walks up to it and he waves to her.] Grams: You again. Mr. Brooks: Have we met? Grams: You know very well we've met. I had the distinct displeasure of watching you yelling and screaming at poor Dawson leery over nothing but some silly boat of yours. Mr. Brooks: It was quite the little tantrum. If I remember correctly, you put me in my place. I admire that in a woman. Grams: Oh, you fancy yourself quite charming, don't you? Mr. Brooks: On my better days, yes, I do. Grams: On your better days, I'd say your mind is clearly playing tricks on you. Which is understandable. You are getting on in years. Mr. Brooks: I did yell at the kid, but that's before I got to know him, before I realized he's not an idiot, just a nuisance. Grams: Well, perhaps in the future you will take the time to get to know a person before you dismiss them. Mr. Brooks: Perhaps you might do the same. Grams: Perhaps. [Grams leaves with a slight smile on her face, and Dawson who witnessed all of this walks up to join him.] Mr. Brooks: What? Dawson: You were flirting with grams. Mr. Brooks: Heh heh. Nonsense. Dawson: I don't know, that looked like flirting to me. Mr. Brooks: You'd know if I was flirting. Matter of fact, you could pull up a seat and take a lesson or two. Heh heh. Dawson: You know, I shouldn't have been surprised at all that you were a big movie director. What else could have satisfied that massive ego? Mr. Brooks: Listen, just because we shared a moment out there doesn't mean we have to get all chummy. Dawson: Point taken. Ahem. But I wanted you to know something. Mr. Brooks: What? Dawson: I think I'm ready to make a movie again. Mr. Brooks: Oh, "crisis of faith" over? I'll alert the media. Dawson: All right, all right, laugh all you want. Mr. Brooks: I intend to. Ahem. What is this, um, picture of yours gonna be about? Dawson: You. Mr. Brooks: Excuse me? Say that again into my good ear, would you? Dawson: My mov--my picture is going to be about you. Your life story. We'll talk later. Enjoy the party. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht club. Pacey is standing by the fireplace when Joey comes walking up to him and gives him a big hug.] Pacey: Apology accepted. Joey: I didn't apologize, Pace. Pacey: Well, no, but you were going to. Joey: I was? Pacey: Yeah, you were going to apologize for bitching me out earlier. Joey: And what about you? You're the one who lied. Pacey: Did it ever occur to you that maybe I was doing that all for you? Joey: And how, exactly, do I benefit from your distortion of the truth? Pacey: Well, maybe I just wanted these people to see you through my eyes just for one night. To see this girl, this woman, who has more class and intelligence and beauty and grace than anyone else who's walking the face of the planet. And maybe things like this just come tumbling out of my mouth because I happen to be head over heels in love with you, but the really scary thing is--is... I think that they're true. Joey: Sorry, Pace. I just wanted to impress these people so bad, you know, to fit in, and I completely froze. Pacey: Hey, that doesn't matter. Joey: Yes, it does! I've never wanted anything so bad in my whole life. And you--you just fit right in better than I ever will. Pacey: Because there's nothing at stake for me here, Jo. I have nothing to prove to these people. And Jo, this world, it is opening its doors to you. And when you step through, you are going to be such an amazing part of all of this. And wherever you choose to go, you're doing them the favor, not the other way around. Joey: You know, your mom should get a medal. Pacey: Mom? Really, why's that? Joey: Because she raised a perfect boy. And maybe things like that just tumble out of my mouth because I happen to be head over heels in love with you, but the scary thing is, I think it's true. [They Kiss] Pacey: Mm. Ok. What do you say you and I take our little mutual admiration society on the road? Please, can we go someplace we both fit in? Yeah? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: Thanks. [Scene: The Leery House Party. Dawson is standin in an archway, leaning against the side, watching his parents dance with one another, and smiling to himself, when Gretchen comes up to join him.] Dawson: Hey. You did a very good thing. Years from now, I'm not gonna remember what the hell I got for Christmas, but I will remember what it felt like to see my parents so happy. So thank you. Gretchen: Hey... Total selfishness on my part. This just takes me back to a time before everything got so complicated, you know? [Mr. Brooks comes walking through the archway and hits the Mistletoe above their head with his hand.] Mr. Brooks: Why don't you quit flirting and kiss her? Dawson: Excuse-- you gotta be kidding me. I had nothing to do with this. Gretchen: Ok, well, I guess we'd better get it over with, then. Dawson: You think? Gretchen: It's tradition, Dawson, and you don't monkey with tradition. Dawson: Oh, that's right. [They kiss one another once, then a second and third time, and not a normal “Mistletoe Kiss” either. This is the moment that Pacey and Joey enter the party and both of them see Dawson and Gretchen kissing and are both shocked.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x09 - Kiss Kiss Bang Bang"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 410 - Self-reliance [Scene: Dawson's House. Jack and Dawson are in his Dark room, talking while Dawson is developing some pictures he has taken.] Jack: Oh, how does it feel to have a dream come true? Dawson: Why? Do I look like I'm trapped in an elevator with Kate Hudson? Jack: Dawson, come on. Last night at the holiday party, you kissed Gretchen Witter. I mean, you remember her, right? It's the girl you once described to me as your first crush. Dawson: She photographs very nicely, doesn't she? Jack: Ok. As much as I appreciate your attempt to feign coolness, ha ha ha ha. You can't tell me this means nothing to you. Dawson: Oh, no, not nothing, but, uh, you know, virtually nothing. I mean, was she once the unapproachable, bikini-clad object of my preadolescent affection? Jack: Yeah. Dawson: Is she now? No. She's a friend. I would like to keep her one. Jack: Uh-huh. Famous last words. Dawson: Not every kiss has to be a life-altering event. Jack: I know. Believe me, I know. All right. I got to go. Dawson: Hey, can you take this with you to Jen's house, give it to Grams? Jack: How do you know I'm going over there? Dawson: Please? Jack: Yeah, ok. We're driving up to Provincetown. We're going to something called a gay-straight team coalition. Dawson: It sounds vaguely political. Jack: Yeah. Well, that's what I'm afraid of. Other than that, it should be interesting. I know. [They exit the dark room and Dawson goes to answer the front door.] Gretchen: Hey! Dawson: [Chuckles] hey. Gretchen: I, uh, I came by to, you know, help clean up, since it was sort of my party and all. But you have obviously done that already. Dawson: Yeah. Sorry. Jack: Yeah, ok, I'm going to go. Dawson: All right. Later. Gretchen: Later. [Jack seeing that he is in the way, leaves.] Gretchen: Uh... Uh, look, Dawson, the reason I came by was because I reacted stupidly. When the whole mistletoe thing happened, I should have just cleared the air right then and there. I mean, that's sort of my policy on things like that. Dawson: You have a policy on kissing your younger brother's former best friend underneath the mistletoe at holiday parties? Gretchen: No. No. I just--I didn't say anything at the time because I was afraid that you might think that it meant something more than it did. I mean, you're young and Dawson: Well, I'm not that young. Gretchen: No. No, right. Of course not. So obviously you didn't think that it meant something more. Dawson: Um, obviously. Gretchen: Because sometimes if we don't clear these things up, then they can get kind of awkward, and that would suck. Dawson: Tell me about it. Gretchen: So to sum up, uh, last night was strictly a season's greeting kind of a kiss. Dawson: Uh, yeah. Gretchen: Ok. Dawson: Well, um...Happy holidays. Gretchen: Happy holidays. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Joey and Pacey are waving bye to Bessie and Brodie as they get into the truck to leave on their microphone.] Joey: Bye. Don't worry. [Bessie and Brodie pull away.] Pacey: You know, this ain't going to be half bad. The 2 of us together. 3 nights alone. Joey: Yeah, Pace, alone, with a toddler in his terrible 2s and a test tomorrow on transcendentalism. If that doesn't sound like a prescription for fun, I don't know what does. Pacey: You know, we still haven't talked about last night. Joey: Sure, we did. And we're both in agreement that you were the ht of the party. Pacey: No, not that party. The other one. Joey: What, the Leerys'? Pacey: Yes, the leery party. You know, the one with the mistletoe where Dawson was kissing my sister. Joey: Look, Pacey, please. I have too much on my plate right now to even think about that, ok? I mean, I'm up to my eyeballs in Thoreau, I haven't even started Emerson, and we have an hour left until Alexander wakes up from his nap if we're lucky. [Alexander cries] Joey: Brace yourself. This is where the fun begins. [Scene: A Coffee House. Jack and Jen enter and go to the counter for some coffee, while waiting for the meeting to start.] Jack: Take a look around please. This is totally not my scene. Jen: How do you know? Jack: Look here. For one thing-- one thing, I'm the only guy here with no piercings. Jen: Jack, your scene, as you so quaintly refer to it, basically consists of me, Dawson, and it pains me to say it, Grams. Look, I know that this is hard for you, but you cannot spend your entire life surrounded by straight people. [To Counter] Hi. Uh, can I get 2 skinny vanilla lattes, extra hot, no foam? [Toby, who is running the meeting, walks up from behind them.] Toby: Hey, you here for the meeting? Jen: Yes, we are. Toby: Ooh, thank god. We need more lesbians with descent haircuts. I'm Toby. Jen: Jen. Uh, but I'm actually just here as a friend. Jack, Toby. Toby, Jack. Toby: Have we met? Jack: No, I don't think so. Toby: I've definitely seen you in something. I know, you're the gay football player. Uh, uh, last year from the news. We always wondered about you. Hey, uh, I'm sorry. Was I wrong? You're not the gay football player? Jack: No, no. I am. It's just I'm not comfortable with labels like that. Toby: So-- I see. And which label bothers you more? Gay or football player? [Scene: Outside Mr. Brook's House. Dawson and Mr. Brooks are walking while talking about the film that Dawson is going to make.] Mr. Brooks: A documentary about me. And what do you get out of it? Dawson: Well, I get a chance to learn about filmmaking. Picture-making. Sorry. A lot of good directors have dedicated themselves to studying their cinematic forebears. Truffaut and Hitchcock. Bogdanovich and john ford. Billy Wilder and Cameron Crowe. I know you never heard of him. Mr. Brooks: I lied. Talented fella, shaggy-haired. Doesn't hold a candle to, uh, handsome fella, L.A. Confidential. Best picture of the nineties. Dawson: So you have been to the movies since star wars. Mr. Brooks: My A.A.R.P. Card gives me a nice discount at the rialto. Dawson: So what makes L.A. Confidential so great? Mr. Brooks: You really want to know? Dawson: I wouldn't be here if I didn't. Mr. Brooks: Come back tomorrow to lesson number one of the A.I. Brooks school of cinema. Dawson: So you'll do it? Mr. Brooks: Producer credit above the title. You'd be director in name only. Like Fleming in gone with the wind. You got a problem with that? Dawson: No problem at all. [Scene: The Coffee House. Toby is talking to the people gathered there, while Jack and Jen sit at a table in the back of the group, try to talk to one another about how much Toby is into this.] Toby: ...Because he was gay. Jack: Oh, god. If I hear the word gay one more time, I'm going to scream. Jen: Jack, it's just a word. Jack: It's in every sentence the guy says. Toby: So--our new people-- Jack, wasn't it? Why the, uh, sudden interest in joining our little coffee klatch? Jack: Well, I--I, uh Toby: Up! On your feet. Jack: Ahem. I was, uh, coaching a pee-wee soccer team over in Capeside, and I Toby: Ah, say no more. And the parents fired you when they found out you were qeer? Though, of course, they were very careful not to fre you because you were qeer. Jack: I wouldn't exactly put it that way. Toby: But it's what happened, isn't it? So, uh, what'd you do? Jack: I did the only thing I could. I--I left. Toby: But you didn't protest. You--you didn't put up a fight. That's not exactly a giant step forward for gay rights. Jack: I wasn't thinking about gay rights at the time. I was thinking about the kids. Toby: Ah, of course. Though as everybody here knows, the only way to make society any better is to confront prejudice head-on. Which brings me to our last order of business. You can sit down now. As those of you who read more than just the sports pages now, 2 of our favorite lesbians, Anna and Sarah, got kicked out of Stardust Lanes in upper Weymouth last week for kissing. Now, the owners claim that they're against all forms of public displays of affection, gay or straight. And we plan to put this policy to a test. Jack: God forbid future generations of gay teenagers are denied the right to bowl. Jen: Jack, we're keeping an open mind here, ok? Toby: I'm sorry. Uh, you two in the back? Do you guys have something you'd like to share with the group? Jen: Yeah, no. We were just wondering what time for bowling. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Joey is trying to study, when she hears some banging which disturbs her. She gets up and goes into the kitchen to find Pacey and Alexander sitting on the floor beating on some pans.] [Clanging] Joey: What, may I ask, is going on in here? Pacey: Well, we're just doing some reorganizing. Joey: What happened to reading him to sleep? Pacey: Well, he got a little antsy. I just--I let him tire himself out. Joey: I should have known better, Pacey. You always do this. Pacey: What? Joey: You get him all riled up, and now he'll never get to sleep, and I'll never get a chance to study. Pacey: You can study right now. Look. I'm telling you. I got this whole baby putting-to-bed thing under control. Joey: Out. Pacey: What? Of the kitchen? Joey: No, of the house. As in good-bye, sayonara. You're sleeping at home tonight. Your home. Pacey: No. Wait. You can't kick me out. You need me here. Joey: No, I don't. Pacey: Yes, you do. Joey: Hat. Pacey: Ow, ow, hair! Face! Ok! Joey: Coat. Pacey: What is it? Look, I can put on my own clothes. Joey: Look, Pace, look. I appreciate that your intentions are good, but I think I can handle this way better on my own. Pacey: Oh, yeah? Who's going to look after the baby? Joey: Good-bye. Pacey: I'm looking after the baby! Joey: Bye, Pace. I'll see ya tomorrow. Pacey: What [Joey pushes him out the door and closes it.] Joey: Ok, Alex, bedtime. Now we can either do this the hard way, or we can do this the easy way, but, please-- [knock on door] Joey: Pacey! [She opens the door to find that it is a couple of people and not Pacey.] What part of good-bye do you not underst Man: Uh, we saw your sign. We could really use a room. Joey: Sure. What's 2 people? [They enter and there are 2 other children with them, which come in screaming.] 4? Man: Thanks. Joey: Welcome. [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's Place. Pacey is sitting at the counter eating when Gretchen comes into the room.] Gretchen: What are you doing here? I thought you were at Joey's. Pacey: Oh, I was, but, uh, she kicked me out. Which, funny enough, leads me to this question that I've been meaning to ask you. Which is, uh... What the hell were you thinking kissing Dawson at the Leerys' holiday party the other night? Gretchen: Oh. You saw that, huh? Pacey: Oh, yeah, I saw that. And so did somebody else I know. You know, and as much as I would love to erase that image from my mind, I'm afraid it's pretty much brned in there irrevocably. So. Please, please, explain yourself to me. Tell me why you had to kiss Dawson and not somebody else your own advanced age? Gretchen: Do we have to talk about this before I have my coffee? Pacey: Yes. Gretchen: Ok. Look. It was an accident. Pure mistletoe, ok? It meant nothing. He knows that, I know that. It was just a kiss. Pacey: There's no such thing as "just a kiss." Especially not in Capeside. Gretchen: Didn't you people ever play spin the bottle? Pacey: No. Unfortunately that quaint, little eighties tradition of yours had gone the way of the dodo by the time I ht puberty. Gretchen: And besides, why do you care who Dawson kisses? Pacey: Personally I don't care. But someone that I know does. Gretchen: Ok, then why aren't you at Joey's talking to her instead of harassing me and drinking all the orange juice? Pacey: I'm not a complete moron, you know? I tried that already. Gretchen: And? Pacey: And she said she hasn't had time to run her mind over it yet. Gretchen: Oh. Big lie. Pacey: Yeah, huge lie. So now I've really got 2 options. I can either take the highroad and pretend like I believe what she's telling me, or I could take the low road, force the issue, and just come off looking like a world-class jerk. What do I do, Gretch? Gretchen: I think you should just be the best boyfriend you can be. I think you should be understanding and sweet and kind. Pacey: Kind. And if none of that works? Gretchen: Force the issue. Be a world-class jerk. You can do it, Pacey. I know you can. I have complete and total faith in you. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Capeside High Classroom. Joey is studying frantically when Dawson comes in and takes the seat next to her and notices her trying to study.] Dawson: Are you ready for this test? Joey: Oh, sure, yeah. Why wouldn't I be? Dawson: Well, I've never seen Joey Potter with Cliff Notes before. Joey: Dawson, they are just a supplemental study aid. Dawson: Yeah, right. You would tell me, right, if something were wrong? Joey: Sure. Teacher: Ok, people. Success in the copy room. Now as a change of pace, this test includes short answers as well as essays. [Scene: Capeside High School Hallway. Jen and Jack are walking down the hall to his locker.] Jack: I'm not going. Jen: Oh, I think you are, Jack. Jack: I'm not. Look, this whole group thing is just--it's a bad idea. Jen: Come on, what group thing? We're not joining the Manson family, we're just going bowling. It'll be so much fun. Jack: What--that's impossible, ok? In the entire history of its existence, bowling has never been fun. Funny, yes, but not fun. Jen: All right, ok. So we don't have to bowl. We--we don't even have to, uh, to rent those shoes. We can just go and hang out and make some new friends. Jack: Oh, yeah. Like that guy Toby? No, thanks. Jen: Oh, come on. I think he's sweet. What? Jack: You would. Jen: Uh, meaning what? Jack: Meaning the guy loves you. He practically started drooling on sight. Jen: Oh, please. He does not love me. He just worships my more diva-like qualities. I happen to think he likes you... You know, beneath all that militant, angry, young, gay men posturing, which is sexy. Jack: Yeah, very far beneath. The guy's a fascist dictator. And for the record, even if I wanted to meet new people, which I--I don't, it's totally an unnatural way to do it. Jen: All right, fine. Point taken. Jack: I mean, it's like, hi, I'm gay and that's all I am. How weird is that? Jen: It's--you know, it's totally weird. It is. Jack: Just because a bunch of people show the same sexual orientation doesn't mean that they have anything else in common. Jen: I know. You're right. Jack: Why are you agreeing with me? Jen: Easy. I'm going without you. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Mr. Brooks is sitting in a chair while Dawson films everything he is talking about.] Dawson: Is it true that there are only 6 stories? Mr. Brooks: No, only 3. Guy loves girl. Guy gets girl. Guy loses girl. What in the hell are you doing? Dawson: Moving the camera. Mr. Brooks: You want to make your viewer seasick? Dawson: No. Mr. Brooks: Well, hold the camera steady. Get over there. Unobtrusive. Dawson: Don't you think that kind of thinking is a little outdated? Mr. Brooks: Good enough for Howard hawks, good enough for you. Dawson: Yeah, but you can't just write off all the technological advancements that we've made. I mean, movies like fight club and the matrix. That kung fu sequence alone Mr. Brooks: Kung fu? Next you want me to know about gladiator pictures. Dawson: Which would be your cue to tell me what you think was wrong with gladiator. Mr. Brooks: A tad over the top. Lacking in complex human emotions. Dawson: Which is what made L.A. Confidential so great. Mr. Brooks: That and a sexy blond. There hasn't been a picture that good since the man who sht liberty valance. You have seen that one, haven't you? Dawson: Yeah. The great love triangle. Like a lot of great movies. Mr. Brooks: Well, what's your point? Ahem. Dawson: Well, I thought you might have one. Mr. Brooks: Do you know why so many great pictures are about love triangles? Simple. For every piece of happiness, there's also a piece of unhappiness. If you haven't told both sides, you haven't told the whole story. All right? I think we're done for the day. Dawson: Hold on. You can't just quit when you get to the good part. Mr. Brooks: Oh, yes, I can. I'm the star. No star, no picture. Dawson: Well, you've been going on all afternoon about the importance of asking fundamental questions about truth, honor, and friendship. Now that I finally ask them, you got nothing to say? Who was this girl who made you give up filmmaking? Mr. Brooks: That's what you want to hear. The salacious details. Dawson: No. Complex human emotion. Mr. Brooks: All right. Come back after supper. I'll try to dredge up some painful memories for you. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Joey is putting away some groceries while talking to Alexander about the test, and he just sits on the counter looking at her.] Joey: So I messed up the short answers, but who knew that Thoreau actually was Emerson's handyman anyway? I mean, I think the worst it possibly could have been was a b-minus. Who am I kidding? [Alexander playing on floor] Joey: It's a "C." I know it. I'm dad. Alexander, please do yourself a favor. Stay off the road to overachievement. I'm telling you it will lead to nothing but heartache. [Pacey enters carrying a bag of groceries.] Pacey: Hey. Went shopping. Joey: Me, too. Pacey: Oh, well, you can never have too many groceries. Especially if some more unexpected guests drop by like last night. Joey: Well, then I'll take care of it like I did last night. Pacey: Come here, baby. All the way up? The top floor? [Baby fussing] Joey: Is this some sort of intervention or something? Pacey: What? What, you got the hiccups? I just thought I'd come by and cook us some supper, you know? Build some Lego castles. That way you could study. Joey: I don't need to study tonight, Pacey. I needed to study last night when I kicked you out, remember that? Is it all coming back to you now? Pacey: Oh. Judging by your mood, I'd say the test went really well. Joey: It really doesn't matter, ok? It doesn't matter how I did on that stupid test. 'Cause I can't really undo it. And I can't retake it. It's over. Pacey: So you're really this upset by some stupid test? Joey: I'm sorry if I can't let things roll off my shoulders, Pacey. I don't really have the energy to buck up and be in a good mood, ok? I'm tired. I'm so tired of worrying about Alexander, and I'm so tired of waiting on people, and I'm so tired of doing everything by myself. [Alexander fusses] Joey: Come here, Alex. Pacey: Look, Jo, you don't have to do it by yourself, ok? That's why I'm here. I want to be able to help you. I just can't help you if you won't tell me the truth. Joey: This is the truth. Pacey: No, it's not. The truth is what's really bothering you is what happened between Dawson and Gretchen. Joey: Uh, I am not upset about Dawson and Gretchen. Pacey: No, ok. Maybe you're not, but you are certainly upset about Dawson and you. Joey: That is not true. Pacey: That's not true? Joey: No. Pacey: Then please tell me the truth. Because it's certainly not about you and me, you know. I haven't screwed up for at least a day or 2. Joey: You know what? You haven't. You never do. You are the perfect boyfriend, and you win the perfect boyfriend contest. You bat Dawson. Is that what you want to hear, Pacey? [Alexander fusses] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Potter B&B from room. Joey enters the room, after putting Alexander to bed, and Pacey is sitting on the couch waiting for her.] Pacey: Is he asleep? Joey: Yep. Pacey: I did the dishes. Joey: Thanks. Pacey: You know, I didn't come over here tonight to fight about Dawson. Joey: Yes, you did. Pacey: Yeah, you're right. I did come over here to fight about Dawson. But only because I don't want this to become one of those things that we never talk about, then I look up one day and you're gone. Joey: What things, Pacey? Pacey: Oh, things like the future. Joey: We talk about the future. Pacey: No, Joey, we talk around the future. Joey: That is not true. [Sighs] I don't know why it should bother me, this Dawson and Gretchen thing. Pacey: But it does bother you. It's ok that it bothers you. I just want you to be able to tell me that. Don't shut me out from these things. Joey: Pacey, I do think about the future. I do. Pacey: So what do you see when you see the future? Joey: Us. Me and you, Pace. We grew up together. And see, Dawson and I, we didn't grow up. We are in that house, in Dawson's bedroom, eternally having the same argument over and over again in this endless cycle that goes on and on. And...I can't stop it. Because whenever I'm around him, I become 15 again. Pacey: Well, ahem, if that's the problem, and, believe me, this isn't easy for me to say, you have to talk to Dawson. And then would you please call me? [Kiss] [Scene: The Bowling Alley. Toby and Jen are getting ready to start bowling.] Toby: I have no idea how you and Mr. Quarterback got to be such good friends. Jen: Uh, simple. We're both terminally unlucky in love. Oh, and he--he's not the quarterback. He--they throw him the ball and he catches it. Toby: Ah, a love of sports. No wonder we get along so famously. [Jack enters the Bowling Alley.] Ah, there he is. Captain America. I thought you said he wasn't coming. Jen: He wasn't. I kind of blackmailed him into it. [Jen waves Jack over to join them.] Jack. Hello. Over here. Jack: Hey. Jen: Hey, you changed your mind. Jack: Ah, fake surprise. It looks good on you. Jen: Toby, you remember Jack? Toby: Yeah, how could I forget? Nice jacket. Jack: Oh, yeah, thanks. Toby: He's kidding, right? Jen: About what? Toby: The jacket. I mean, it's, like, ironic, right? Jen: Or something. Toby: He got it at a thrift store. Jen: No, no, that's really his jacket. Jack: What, is there a problem? Toby: Uh-uh, no. Jen: No, no, but I think it's time to bowl. Toby. Pink. [Toby takes the pink Bowling ball from Jen and goes to take his turn.] Jen: Hmm. He is sweet, huh? Jack: Heh. I'll get some shoes. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Dawson is sitting behind the camera filming Mr. Brooks as he talks about his life.] Mr. Brooks: I started hitchhiking to the west coast. It was out of Chicago I hooked up with route 66. You've heard of that, haven't you? Dawson: Yeah, sure. Mr. Brooks: The TV show, no doubt. Bet you haven't read Grapes of Wrath, either. Dawson: I saw the movie. Mr. Brooks: How come I'm not surprised by that? Ah, john Huston. Now, there was a director. Dawson: John ford directed the Grapes of Wrath. Directed all those early Henry Fonda movies. Young Mr. Lincoln, drums along the Mohawk. Mr. Brooks: Oh, yeah, I guess you're right. Huston didn't make his first picture till treasure of Sierra Madre. Maltese falcon, yeah. That was Huston's first picture, not sierra Madre. Dawson: Mr. Brooks, if you're not feeling well, we can do this some other time. Um, can I get you some water or something? Mr. Brooks: Oh, that'd be good, yeah. Water, ice, bourbon. Hold the water, hold the ice. Dawson: Uh, not quite sure that's such a good idea. Mr. Brooks: I don't give a tinker's damn about your opinion. If it's too much trouble for you, I can get it myself. Dawson: Never mind. Sit right there. I'll get it. [Scene: The Bowling Alley. Jen and Jack are talking while Toby is away.] Jen: Jack, are you embarrassed to be here? Jack: On gay bowling night? Yeah, I'm embarrassed. Not the gay thing, though. The bowling. Jen: All right, I'm with you. I admit, the bowling thing is kinda wack, but, you know, its heart is in the right place, and people need to be willing to stand up for what they believe in. Jack: You're beginning to sound like your new friend Toby. [Toby comes up to join them and Jack goes to take his turn.] Toby: How is Captain America doing? Oh, my god, he's even good at bowling. [As Jack comes back and Jen tries to make his escape.] Jen: Well, I'm thirsty. Um, you? Jack: Yeah. Jen: You? Toby: No, thanks. [Jen leaves.] Jack: You know, I'm gonna bite. Captain America? Toby: Superhero. Marvel comic. Don't worry, it's a compliment. He's not gay or anything. Jack: Oh, ok, I see. So that's what all your comments are about. I'm not gay enough for you? I don't fit into some pre-existing stereotype in your head? Toby: I see. Is, uh, is all this getting a little too gay for you? Jack: Yeah, as a matter of fact, it is getting a little too gay for me. I gotta--I gotta admit, I--I just don't understand the point to it. To your group, to the way you guys act, to your whole holier-than-thou attitude. Toby: You wouldn't. I mean, not from where you're sitting at the fun and popular table with all the other football players and cheerleaders. But in the real world, the one that the rest of us live in, people who fit in, like you, bat up people who don't, like me. But you don't get that, do you? You know what? You've probably never had a rough day in your entire life. Jack: Hey, you don't know me well enough to assume anything about me or how rough it's been for me or--or what my life is like or what it's cost me to get where I am. Toby: Which is where, exactly? Jack: Anywhere but here. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Joey is sitting looking out the window waiting for Dawson, when he comes into his bedroom to surprised to see her.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey, Dawson. Um, your mom said you'd be home soon, so I thought I'd wait. I hope you don't mind. Dawson: No. Joey: I brought you these Counting Cows cds. Dawson: Joey, these are yours. Joey: I know, I--well, I just figured that we could pass them back and forth whenever we had something we needed to discuss. Dawson: Ok. Uh, what do you need to discuss? Joey: See, this afternoon, in Kasdan's class, I lied. I wasn't ok. I totally blew that test. You know, Bessie and Brodie, they were gone, and--and suddenly these people just showed up at the B&B. And I had to get all these rooms ready, and then I had to take care of Alexander, and I tried to stay up all night cramming, but I fell asleep somewhere in the middle of chapter 7, "the bean field." Don't laugh. This is tragic. Dawson: You're gonna die if you get a "b" on a test. Joey: Basically. Dawson: Well, how did you get into that situation in the first place? Wasn't Pacey with you? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: And he wasn't helping? Joey: Um, I kinda wouldn't let him. Dawson: You know, you should have let Pacey help you. Especially with Alexander. I mean, he's great with kids. Mostly 'cause he still is one. I meant that in a good way. Um, here. Open your Christmas present. Joey: Dawson, you shouldn't have done this. I don't have yours. It's not Christmas yet. Dawson: I know. Open it. [Dawson hands her a gift and she opens it and finds a picture of her and Pacey hugging by the Christmas tree.] Joey: It's beautiful. Dawson: Yeah, I'm gettin' better, aren't I? Joey: No, that's not what I meant. I-- I meant Dawson: I know what you meant. Joey: The party was fun. Dawson: Uh, yeah. Had its moments. Joey: Like you and Gretchen. Dawson: Um, that was not a moment. That was merely a holiday tradition. Joey: So, what's the deal? You guys friends or Dawson: Yah, we're friends. What else would we be? Joey: I thought since you guys were kissing Dawson: A, please. Sophisticated, cool, 21-year-old college girls don't generally fall for dorky high school seniors. Joey: So, you're not interested in her? Dawson: Even if I were, she's not interested in me, so why ruin a perfectly good friendship? Joey: These things don't always have to work that way. Look at us. After all that's happened? And we're friends. If we weren't, you wouldn't have... You wouldn't have given me this. And I wouldn't be sitting here telling you to do whatever your heart tells you to do. Truth is, Gretchen would be really lucky to have someone like you. [She bends over to give him a kiss on the cheek before leaving.] Thank you. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Capeside High Classroom. Mr. Kasdan is sitting at his desk going through some papers when Pacey comes into the room.] Mr. Kasdan: Pacey Witter. I thought we weren't destined to meet today until fourth period. Or would you like to hang around in junior English and have another go at Bartleby the Scrivener? Pacey: Uh, no, thanks. Mm-hmm. I should prefer not to. Mr. Kasdan: Bartleby-based humor. Very impressive, Mr. Witter. So what can I help you with? Pacey: Well, uh, you guys in A.P. English had a test yesterday, right? A big test. Mr. Kasdan: Yeah. Pacey: Well, let's suppose for a moment that you had this person in your class who is normally a phenomenal student Mr. Kasdan: he or she? Pacey: You think we could keep it at "they" for right now? Just for argument's sake, remain gender-neutral? Mr. Kasdan: And contribute to the further corruption of the English language as it is spoken on the north American continent. Please, by all means. Pacey: Ok. Let's suppose that this person needed to retake that test. Mr. Kasdan: Because of illness? Pacey: No Mr. Kasdan: family emergency? Pacey: No, not exactly. Mr. Kasdan: Well, then, case closed. Pacey: Mr. Kasdan, if you could just hear me out for one second. This student, honestly, is under an incredible amount of pressure. She sets these ridiculous goals for herself, she's not willing to accept help from anybody, she's under the false impression that if she gets one single "b," the entire universe is gonna start to fall apart. Mr. Kasdan: She? Pacey: Uh, yeah. She. Mr. Kasdan: Ahh. I think I understand where you're coming from, Mr. Witter. Pacey: Oh, you do. Mr. Kasdan: But I still have to say no. If I bend the rule for one person, I have to bend the rules for everybody. Pacey: Well, I had to give it a try. Mr. Kasdan: Which you did. Admirably. [Scene: The walkway along the water front. Jack is unlocking his bike when Toby comes up to him carrying some flyers.] Toby: Nice town you've got here. I, uh, I figured I'd come by and hang some flyers. You know the gays. We're, uh, always recruiting. By the way, um, you're officially kicked out of the alliance. Jack: I'm crushed. Toby: Ah, I can tell. Look, there's something about me that obviously intimidates you. Jack: It's not my fault, and I'm not gonna let you push me around any more than I should have let those damn soccer parents. Toby: Finally, something we agree on. Look, you're right. I don't know you. And I can't possibly understand your life. A-and if I jump to conclusions based on appearances, it's just because-- well, that's the way I've been treated my entire life. Hey, when I was 9 I used to walk home through this baseball field. All these older kids would hide in the dugouts and wait for me to walk by. They'd call me fg, sissy, qeer. The full spectrum. Till my older sister would come along and scare 'em away. I mean, that's when you really know you're gay, when your sister has to fight your battles for you. But you don't know what that's like, do you? Jack: No, I don't. But that doesn't make me any more straight. [Scene: Capeside High library. Joey is highlighting a lot of stuff in the book she should have read for the test, when Mr. Kasdan comes up to join her.] Mr. Kasdan: A more prudent approach... Would be to have read the book before the test. Joey: I blew it, didn't I? Mr. Kasdan: C-minus. Certainly not your finest hour. But then I'm guessing you already knew that, considering the little visit I had this morning from your-- I hesitate to use the term "better half." Joey: Pacey? Mr. Kasdan: He asked me to give you a second chance. I said no, of course. However, Ian Prange was at the orthodontist again, so I'm giving a make-up tomorrow, and if you'd be interested in retaking the test, you could do that. Joey: I--I--uh--please. I mean, I--I--I would really, really appreciate Mr. Kasdan: don't thank me yet. I'm planning to penalize you half a letter grade. Joey: Ok. Mr. Kasdan: And, by the way, you're doing some serious damage with this highlighter. [He takes the highlighter from her and highlights a particular sentence and Joey reads it aloud.] Joey: "Near the end of March 1845, I borrowed an axe and went down to the woods by Walden pond, nearest to where I--" Mr. Kasdan: What's the most important word in that sentence? Joey: Woods? Mr. Kasdan: Borrowed. The important thing to remember about the transcendentalists is that while self-reliance is a most admirable trait, Thoreau wasn't really all that alone out there by Walden pond. He had neighbors, friends, people he could rely on. We should all be so lucky. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Dawson enters as a woman comes out of one of the side rooms.] Dawson: Mr. Brooks? Oh, uh, I'm sorry. I can come back later. I just Louise: I know. He told me. See, you've been really tiring him out with that video of yours. Dawson: Oh, not intentionally. Louise: No, I think that you are the reason that he's not taking his medication. W--he says it's because it makes him forget things, and I said, "well, forgetting can be a good thing," and then he said, "but not when you're making a documentary." [Mr. Brooks joins the two of them.] Mr. Brooks: Louise here has a big mouth. Loves to chat with nosy teenagers. You'd think I was paying her to talk. Nurses can be replaced, you know. Louise: I know. I will see you tomorrow. Mr. Brooks: All right, the secret's out. Not to worry, I'm not d*ad yet. I'm just holding short waiting for a clearance. So what can I help you with? Dawson: I, uh, left my video camera here yesterday. Mr. Brooks: Oh, sorry. Sorry about that. There it is. See? I didn't steal it or anything. Probably beyond me, major motion picture director that I am, to figure out how the damn thing works, anyway. Dawson: [Chuckles] [Dawson begins to take the camera off the tripod.] Mr. Brooks: Hey, hey, wait a minute. What are you doing? You can't abandon the A.I. Brooks story, epic motion picture in progress. Dawson: W-well, the nurse said that, uh Mr. Brooks: Look, I'm not gonna be around forever. Might be nice to leave something behind, you know, for people to remember me by. Since the A&E biography folks aren't gonna get to me any time soon, would you still be willing to direct this little picture of ours? Dawson: Sure. Mr. Brooks: All righty then. Dawson: So, uh, where do you want to start? Mr. Brooks: When I was hitchhiking to the west coast, I tried to stay on route 66, you know, but I had to take such rides as I could get, and so somehow I ended up in Las Vegas, stranded at a little diner. That's where I met her. The girl from your movie. Ellie Andrews, waitress. Born and raised in Vegas and hated it. Said she couldn't understand why people would go out in the desert to take chances they'd be too afraid to take at home. Said she'd rather gamble on life than on the roll of the dice. One day a ride came by, toward L.A., And, uh, before I could say good-bye to her, she jumped over the counter and came with me. Dawson: Just like that? Mr. Brooks: All the way to sunset and vine. God, I miss her. A good woman. You'd have liked her. I miss her. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Pacey enters the door to find Joey waiting for him with a huge smile on her face.] Pacey: You rang? Joey: I thought I'd call my boyfriend 'cause I need a little help with something. Pacey: Where's Alexander? Joey: Watching a video in Bessie's room. Pacey: Ok, now I'm starting to get suspicious. What's going on? Joey: I wanted to say thank you. Pacey: For what? Joey: The test. You got Mr. Kasdan to let me retake the test. Pacey: I did? I mean, I know that I did, but I didn't know that it worked. This is great. So, how'd you do? Joey: Oh, I go take it tomorrow after school, so, um... Tonight... [She begins to kiss him when he stops her.] Pacey: Uh... Joey: Is there a problem? Pacey: Well, you tell me. Joey: I did what you asked. All ghosts locked firmly away. Except for the ghost of Christmas future. And there's really no reason... Pacey: Well, there is something else we probably should be doing. [Scene: The Potter B&B front room. Pacey is sitting in a chair by the fireplace quizzing Joey from Flashcards, while she sits on the floor in front of him with Alexander.] Pacey: "Trust thyself." Joey: Emerson. Pacey: What transcendentalist magazine was edited by both Emerson and Thoreau? Joey: The dial. Pacey: Transcendentalism took its name from Kant's critique of... Joey: Pure reason. Pacey: Wrong. Practical reason. Joey: Oh. Practical reason. Pacey: Uh, where was brook farm? Joey: West Roxbury, Massachusetts. Pacey: You're good. [Scene: Outside the Leery Fish house. Gretchen comes outside to find Dawson stand outside waiting for her.] Gretchen: Dawson! Just in time. Dawson: You didn't miss anything yet. Gretchen: They got a good one this year, don't you think? Dawson: Uh, yeah. Yeah. Actually, I didn't come for the ceremony. Uh, I came to talk to you. Gretchen: Oh. Oh, well, just don't tell your mom that I'm out here. She thinks I'm doing inventory in the stockroom. Dawson: Ok. Um, do you like to gamble? Gretchen: Um, are we talking bingo or more serious stuff? Dawson: Uh, anything. 'Cause I--I don't. I never understood why anybody did it. Uh, heh, until today. Gretchen: Dawson, if this has to do with what happened the other day, I think I know what you're gonna say and I Dawson: I like you. There. I said it. I like you and... That kiss meant more to me than just happy holidays. And everything I said the other day was a lie. Well, not a lie, because I think I meant it at the time, but I was basically just trying to fool myself because I didn't want to screw up our friendship, and I was gonna let that fear stop me. But I don't want to, and I'm not going to, because I don't want to learn that lesson at 17 or at any time, for that matter. And you can tell me that you're too old, and you can tell me that I'm too young, and you can tell me that I'm not over Joey, but nothing you can say is gonna change the fact that I said it. And I'm really glad that I said it because you're worth risking everything for. Gretchen: What am I gonna do with you? Dawson: Just tell me the truth. Gretchen: The truth. Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss, and sometimes a kiss means... [The Christmas Tree lights up and Dawson seeing where this is going finishes her statement.] Dawson: Happy holidays. Gretchen: Happy holidays.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x10 - Self Reliance"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 411 - The Tao of Dawson [Scene: The docks outside Dawson's House. Dawson and Pacey are sitting on the end of the docks fishing, and it is really early in the morning.] Pacey: Maybe we're too early. Maybe the fish are still asleep. Dawson: Fish don't sleep, Pacey. Pacey: You know, I'm really glad we're hanging out, but... Did our first jaunt together in months really have to be at sunrise? Dawson: Oh. I got something to tell you that I have a feeling will keep you awake. I like your sister, Pacey. Pacey: You like her, or you like her like her? Dawson: I'm talking about Gretchen Witter, not Winnie cooper. Pacey: Well, are we talking about the feelings of fondness and fellowship that naturally follow from an obligatory mistletoe kiss, or am I going to find you outside of my house holding a boom box over your head? Dawson: I'm crazy about her. Pacey: Well...You've had a crush on her for years. I mean, that's all this is, right? Dawson: No. This is more than a grade school crush. And even though she won't acknowledge it, I think, on some level, she feels the same way about me. Pacey: It's a hell of a lot to digest before breakfast, Dawson. Dawson: Well...Last spring, if you'd come to me and just told me how you felt about Joey, it would have made things a hell of a lot easier. So that's all I'm trying to do. Pacey: Dawson, you and I are friends. Friends. But sisters... Sisters are... Dawson: Off limits? Pacey: Yes! Sisters are off limits. They're like mothers, only pretty. Dawson: I'm not asking for your permission, Pace. I'm just letting you know. Pacey: So what are your plans? Dawson: My plans? Pacey: Yeah, to pursue my sister. What are you going to do? Dawson: Nothing. Pacey: Nothing? Dawson: Mm-hmm. Pacey: Well, what kind of plan is "nothing"? Dawson: Well, I've just decided to let things play out. If there's one thing I learned after last spring, it's that some things can't be forced. Pacey: So then your plan would be to not have a plan. Dawson: Exactly. Pacey: The Tao of Dawson is to do nothing. I've done nothing so far and we've already kissed. I figure the best thing I can do is just keep on doing nothing. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Witter Family Vehicle. Pacey is sitting in the Passenger seat, while Gretchen is driving them to her old college apartment.] Pacey: What's with the rush? Gretchen: At this speed, I can get to school, grab my car and get out of there before dark. Pacey: Your car hasn't been at school for months. All of a sudden you decided your friends have borrowed it for too long? Gretchen: Friend. Well, um, actually... Ex-boyfriend. Pacey: Nick has had your car this whole time? You know, I always liked that guy. Gretchen: You don't know him. Pacey: Nick and me? Dos amigos. Gretchen: You sat with him for a couple of hours when I brought him home for Christmas. Pacey: Yeah, so I know that he likes the Patriots, pretzels, and a good party. I know he'd rather sleep and sail than study. Plus the man has excellent taste in music. His favorite song is Freebird. Gretchen: You just described yourself. Pacey: Well, great men think alike. Gretchen: Ha! Pacey: I just think it's wonderful that the two of you will be able to get to spend some quality time together. Gretchen: Does your sudden proclivity for my ex-boyfriend have anything to do with a certain fair-haired pal of yours? Pacey: Who? Dawson? Nah. Why should I care about Dawson? You assured me that that kiss meant nothing. Even though, you know, it really didn't look like nothing. 'Cause, you know, it kind of went on a little bit long to be nothing. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't think it's nothing. But if you said it's nothing, it's nothing. Gretchen: Dawson and I are just friends. That's it. Trust me. Pacey: Ok. Guess you've earned my trust. This music doesn't entirely suck, it's...[He picks up the CD case] "Great tunes for Gretchen. From Dawson." That would be leery. So he made you a mix CD? Aw, how sweet. Did I ever mention that nick is not only smart, but also quite handsome? I mean, really, he's a good-looking guy. He works out, doesn't he? [Scene: Dawson's house. Dawson and Jack are moving things around in one of the rooms, so they can paint it to get it ready for the new baby.] Dawson: Hey, did you think it was weird when Andie was dating Pacey? Jack: Not really. Why? Dawson: 'Cause Pacey really doesn't like the idea of Gretchen and me. Jack: Well, sure. I mean, she's his sister and you're his-- his close friend. I didn't really know Pacey when he hooked up with Andie. But if I had to think about you and Andie, you--let's not go there. [Gale and Mitch come into the room.] Mitch: Well, Dawson may have a sister before long. Then he'll understand. Dawson: Or a brother. I find out in a couple hours, right? Gale: Uh, well, no. Actually, honey, we've changed our mind again. Mitch: I mean, should we really use technology to cheat what may be life's last great mystery? Gale: Or is it anticlimactic to wait until the baby is born? Mitch: Hmm. Gale: Hmm. Dawson: You know, whatever you guys decide is fine. Just let me know, so I can figure out what to do with the pink and blue paint that I have on hold. Mitch: Good point. Gale: Come on, we're going to decide in the car. Dawson: Good luck. [They leave and Jack opens the top drawer on a dresser so they can move it, and Dawson notices a letter in it and takes it out.] Jack: What's that? Dawson: Remember I told you I used to write Gretchen these silly little letters? Jack: Yeah. Dawson: This is the last one I wrote, one I never sent. [Laughs] oh, god, this is embarrassing. I'm all gushing and lovesick. Jack: Uh-huh. Maybe you should say some of that to her, now. Dawson: No. I told her how I feel. Jack: Not like that, I bet. Dawson: No, I told her like an adult. Jack: Well, maybe if you acted more like a kid, you might be with her. Dawson: Last time I acted like a kid with my feelings, I ended up trying to prove something in a boat race. Remember that? Jack: Oh, yeah. Dawson: Not my finest moment. Besides, she knows how I feel about her. You know, if...If it's meant to be, it'll be. If not, that's the way it goes. Jack: Hmm. Zen and the art of dating. Congrats. I think you've created a new movement. Dawson: Yeah. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey is carrying a sign that reads Closed for Renovations, while Drue is sitting at the counter flipping through his little Black Book.] Drue: Closed for renovation. You know, this free time presents sort of a steak or lobster dilemma. Now, do I go cheerleader or drama club chick tonight? What do you think? Joey: Mmm. Flip a coin. Heads is bimbo, tails is skank. Drue: Where's the love, huh? Joey: After working with you for the last 6 days, I don't know. I guess I lost it. Drue: How do you plan to observe your Sabbath? Joey: Oh, a relaxing little experience known as researching my English term paper. Drue: Let me guess. How to keep a boyfriend and your virginity or the many uses of the human hand. Joey: Finally a subject you know all about. Drue: Oh, very good, Joey. Very good. You see, that is what we refer to as a comeback or a retort. I believe in French it's riposte. [Mrs. Valentine comes into the room carrying a date book.] Mrs. Valentine: Good news, darling. Your father's spirit guide has allowed him to leave his crystals and meditation mat long enough to come to New York on business, and he wants to see you tonight. Drue: And this is good news on what planet? Mrs. Valentine: On the planet where child support payments are still being negotiated. Here's your bus ticket. Drue: I don't suppose I have any choice in this matter? Mrs. Valentine: Well, of course you do. You can sit up front near the driver or back near the restrooms. [Mrs. Valentine hands him the ticket and leaves.] Joey: Bon voyage. Drue: Sorry to step on your exit line, but I don't think we finished here. Joey: My station is closed down. Drue: These need to go into the storeroom tonight. [Points to the boxes of dishes.] [Scene: The College campus. Pacey and Gretchen pull up in front of the house where Gretchen lived at on campus. There are people all over the place getting ready for parties.] Pacey: This is definitely my kind of place. Gretchen: It's a place you're going to see very little of. Remember, we get the car and we leave. Pacey: It might be kind of difficult. Gretchen: No, it won't. Pacey: Well, if that's the car you plan on driving out of here, yes, it will. [Points to the car in the driveway with it's hood open and missing 2 tires.] Gretchen: That lying jerk. I can't believe I fell for his crap again. Pacey: Don't you think you're being a little tough on the lying jerk? I'm sure there's an explanation for that. Gretchen: Yeah, there always is. [Nick comes out of the house with a woman which he hands a bag, and gives her a hug before she leaves.] Nick: Gretchen! My god, you look beautiful. Gretchen: You son of a bitch. Nick: I can explain. Gretchen: Hey, I don't want to hear it. All right? I just want my car back now, and I want to get as far away from you as possible. Nick: I know I said everything was fine, but this morning when I checked, I noticed that the solenoid assembly was clogged, so Gretchen: Solenoid assembly? Pacey: It's part of the carburetor. It draws air into the Gretchen: I know what the carburetor is, ok, guys? And I know you don't need to remove the tires to unclog it. Nick: Remember all your road trips? Low tread. I knew I risked losing your trust. All right? And frankly, you can hate my guts all you want. And, yeah, it hurts. But not as much as if something happened to you. I couldn't live with that. Pacey: Thanks for looking out for her, man. Gretchen: Yeah. Nick Taylor is a renowned protector of women. Nick: Her name's Laura Wolner. She's a junior geology major. Gretchen: I don't really care. Nick: She lives here. Gretchen: That's her problem. Nick: Except for tonight. All right? I asked her for a favor. She's going to go stay at her mom's house so that you can have her room. If you want to leave, we'll fix the car later and you're gone. Listen, since all of your old friends are going to be here tonight, I figured you'd be up late. Might be nice to have a comfortable place to crash. Gretchen: God help me. Nick: Laura's room is the first one on the left. By the time you get washed up, me and Pacey will have you a nice medium-rare veggie burger with your name on it. Gretchen: You think you know me so well, don't you? Nick: As well as any guy can. You like imported beer, Pacey? Pacey: I'll, uh... [Scene: Grams' House. Dawson is walking up to her house carrying a box of old clothing, when Grams and Mr. Brooks come outside.] Mr. Brooks: See you tonight, Evelyn. Grams: I can hardly wait, Arthur. [He walks into Dawson as he passes.] Mr. Brooks: Ah. If you value your life, not a word. [He turns and leaves.] Dawson: I--I thought you might be able to, uh... Give these clothes away to the church. Grams: Oh, Dawson, thank you. Dawson: So, uh... Are you two... Are you two dating? Grams: Oh, Dawson. Please. At my age, one does not date. Dawson: Well, it sounded like you were going to see him later on tonight. Grams: We are simply having dinner at your parents' restaurant, and then we are going to Rialto 16 to see Almost Famous. Dawson: Well, dinner and a movie on a Saturday night is pretty much a definition of a date. Grams: Say, are you this protective of Jennifer? Dawson: Uh... Jen is well-versed in the pitfalls and problems of relationships. Grams: Although I have not felt this way since Jennifer's grandfather passed on, I assure you, I also am well-versed. Thank you for your concern, Dawson. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Drue and Joey enter the store room carrying several boxes.] Drue: You know what your problem is? Joey: Drue, the only problem I have in my life right now is that I have to be around you. Fortunately, as soon as I put these dishes away, I am on break from my problem. [Drue tries to help he put the box onto the top shelf] Don't touch me, please! It's creepy enough to be in here with you. Fine. If you move those boxes... [Drue grabs the boxes by the door and it closes behind him.] Drue: We'll open it. Not a problem. [He tries to open the door and the handle comes off.] Ok? This could be a problem. Joey: There's got to be another way out. Drue: Oh, there's another way out. When the cleaning crew arrives. Monday morning. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey and Drue are still in the store room and Joey is banging on the door trying to get anyone's attention.] Joey: Hello? Anyone there? Drue: You're going to hurt yourself if you keep doing that. Joey: I'm going to hurt you if you don't shut up. [Joey goes into her purse and pulls something out.] Drue: Going to freshen your face? Joey: No. I'm going to pick the lock. Drue: An eyebrow pencil. Joey: You got a better idea? Drue: What, do I look like Macgyver? Joey: No. He was smart enough not to move a box which was propping open a door. Drue: Well, you know what? If you would have just accepted my help, we wouldn't be here in the first place. Now I know why you're still a virgin. You have serious trust issues with men. Not to mention some rather dubious grooming habits. Joey: What do you think you're doing? Drue: I'm taking inventory of our rations. We have my Slim Jim to your 2 Altoids. We could have a snack and fresh breath. Joey: If you try to touch me or my stuff one more time, I swear to god, I'm going to take this eyebrow pencil and put it through your heart. Am I being clear? Drue: Crystal. Joey: Good. Drue: By the way, you should really try and clean out your brush occasionally. [Scene: The College House. Nick and Pacey are outside sitting in the hot tub talking to each other.] Nick: Imagine an environment where nearly the whole city is your age. Beer flows like tap water. Parties are ubiquitous and eternal. And the whole thing's paid for by cheap, long-term government loans. Pacey: This is the life. Nick: I know. Let's face it. High school sucks. Man was not created to spend 7 hours a day, 5 days a week crammed into a tiny desk. The whole system panders to the lowest common denominator. Standardized tests. Standardized courses. Pacey: Standardized lunches. Nick: Exactly. And that's why anyone who isn't standard doesn't fit in. College is a fresh start, you know? You get to be whoever you want to be. [Gretchen walks up to the side of the hot tub.] Gretchen: Why am I not surprised to see the two of you getting along? Pacey: I like this guy, Gretchen. Gretchen: 2 peas in a pod. More like 2 slackers in a tub. Nick: Care to join us in the healing waters? It does wonders for the soul. Gretchen: My soul is just fine. Girl: Hey, Gretchen. [The girl waves for Gretchen to join her.] Nick: No offense, but I must say, all of her is fine. Pacey: No offense taken. And now that you mention it, she can really use a guy like you in her life. Nick: She doesn't have a guy in her life back home? Pacey: Nope. I'm telling you, you should go for it, my friend. [Scene: The Dawson house. Dawson and Jack are doing some painting in the baby's room. Jack is talking to Dawson, but Dawson is staring at the wall obliviously.] Jack: 18 years apart? I mean, that's wild. When this kid graduates high school, you're going to be, like, 36. He's just-- well, he or she-- is just going to be beginning their life, and... Yours will be pretty much over. And you're not listening to a word that I'm saying, are you, Dawson? Dawson: Uh...No. Sorry. Jack: Oh, well. What's going on? Dawson: I'm worried about grams. I'm afraid she's going to get her heart broken. Jack: I thought her heart belonged to the lord. Dawson: And possibly Mr. Brooks. Jack: You got to be kidding me. Crotchety old Mr. Brooks? Are you sure about that? Dawson: It's getting to be like on Golden Pond over there. Jack: Hey, good for her. I mean, now she's got somebody to keep her company, to read with, build fires with. After all, she did say that "love is the hardest of woods." Dawson: Brooks is sick, Jack. He's dying. Jack: Oh, god. I don't-- I mean, after what happened with her husband, wh--how could she fall for somebody who's dying? Dawson: Well, obviously she doesn't know. He hasn't told her. Jack: Well, then you have to. Dawson: Me? Jack: Someone has to. If you don't, I will. Dawson: If you could have seen how happy she was. Jack: The only reason she's happy is because she doesn't know the truth. Dawson: Well, maybe that's not such a bad thing. Jack: Ok. You were happy before you found out about Pacey and Joey seeing each other. Now, would you have rather stayed in the dark or would you have rather someone come to you and told you the difficult truth at the beginning? [Scene: The Store room. Joey and Drue are still locked in. Drue is sitting on a box and Joey is looking around.] Drue: If I was the one in here with a sweater, I would share it. Joey: Let me think about it. No. Drue: Ok, but I want you to know if something happens to me, you have my permission to pursue whatever indelicate though life-sustaining tastes-just-like-chicken measures you see fit. Joey: I see some cans up there. Maybe we can dig up something to eat. [Joey starts climbing to get to the cans on the top shelf.] Drue: You're going to fall and break your neck, at which point I am taking your sweater. Hey, I wonder who they're going to get to play you in the TV version of our ordeal, huh? Probably some former teen series idol who's trying to break into features. Joey: Would you just shut up? Drue: Ok. You go right ahead. I'm sure Lacey Chabert can't wait to cop an attitude and win the Emmy. Joey: Ecch. We can't eat this. This expired, like, when I was born. [Joey falls down and Drue catches her. He kisses her and she slugs him.] Drue: Could have just said thanks! [Scene: The College house. Nick and Gretchen are standing and talking to each other outside.] Nick: Must be kind of tough out there, huh? Gretchen: I have a life now. Now I have friends, have a job, great place by the water. Nick: Come on. You don't miss it just a little bit? Gretchen: This? No way. Nick: I don't believe that. Gretchen: It's true. Nick: There's that thing. Gretchen: What thing? Nick: You know. That little thing you do when you're hiding something. You stick out your chin. Gretchen: I do not. Nick: Yes, you do. You know what always drove me crazy about you, Gretchen? That little line right there on your chin. Gretchen: It's not going to work, Nick. Nick: What? Gretchen: Don't play, "I'm just a sensitive boy who needs to be understood" with me. I'm not going to go upstairs to see your guitar, so don't ask. [Pacey comes up to join them.] Pacey: It is so good to see you guys together. Honestly. Hey, can you believe that this woman is still single, considering what an amazing catch she is? Gretchen: Ok, before you try and show all my teeth to prove what good breeding stock I am, you'll have to excuse me. [Gretchen leaves the two of them alone.] Pacey: You know she's crazy about you, right? She talked about you the whole ride up here. I mean, it's like the two of you were meant to be together. So whatever happened? Nick: Our lives just moved in 2 separate directions. [Nick points to a woman who is waving to Pacey.] I think I see someone that wants to move in your direction. Pacey: I don't think that'd be such a grand idea. Nick: Her name's Christie. She likes horses, water sports, and back rubs from guys just like you, buddy. You can't go wrong. Pacey: Oh, but I can go wrong. There is someone back at home that would think that that's a very, very bad idea. Nick: That certain someone here? I don't think so. And I am definitely not going to say anything. [Nick throws him his keys] Second room upstairs to the left. Condoms are in the cigar box next to the futon. I'm going to go talk to your sister. Pacey: Nick Nick: Hey, don't mention it, man. Guys like me and you, we got to look out for each other. [Scene: Grams House. Grams is in the kitchen when Dawson knocks on the door and comes in. Grams is all dressed up for her non-date.] Grams: Oh, Dawson! Come in, come in. Dawson: Hi. I'm, uh... On my way-- on my way over to go, uh, go to Mr. Brooks', but I just-- I--wow! Grams: What? What is it? Dawson: You--you're-- you look...Beautiful. Grams: Oh, thank you. I... Well, I... I hope this dress isn't too much. Wouldn't want anyone to think we were dating. Dawson: Um...Getting into a new relationship can be intoxicating. Grams: I noticed you aren't bearing any clothes for the church, and I know that you know Jennifer is away at a fishing concert. Dawson: Uh, Phish broke up. It's widespread panic. Grams: Hmm. "I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, "where oxlips and the nodding violet grows." [Chuckles] Oh, dear, now... What was it you wanted to talk about, Dawson? Dawson: I just wanted to say have a great time tonight. Grams: I know he's sick. Dawson: You do? Grams: Isn't that what you were trying to tell me? Dawson: [Sighs] So he told you? Grams: Of course not. Arthur Brooks wouldn't just come right out and tell someone that. Dawson: Well, then how did you know? Grams: I've been a nurse for 47 years and a woman a few years longer than that. Dawson: But if you know, how can you start something with him? Grams: It's very simple. We laugh together, we share the same interests, we look at life the same way. Do you know how hard it is to find a friend like that, Dawson? Dawson: Yeah, I think I do. Um...I also know how hard it can be when it doesn't last. Grams: A moment, a single moment of true joy is more powerful than a lifetime of sorrow. [Scene: The College house. Pacey is walking when Gretchen comes up to join him as he walks outside. ] Pacey: Let me tell ya. Your ex puts the "A" in hole. That man is just a world-class jerk. Gretchen: I know that, Pacey. I tried to tell you. Pacey: Well, I guess we've both had enough of him for tonight, right? Gretchen: You don't need to protect me. Pacey: He's the reason you left school, isn't he? Gretchen: I am the reason that I left school. Pacey: So what happened? What did he do to you? Gretchen: Nothing I didn't allow to happen. Look, it's my fault, too, you know. I can't just blame him and neither should you. Pacey: For what? Gretchen: I got pregnant. I had a miscarriage. Pacey: I--I'm sorry, Gretch. I would not have been trying to force the two of you back together. I am...Sorry. So how did he react when he found out? Gretchen: He doesn't know. I didn't want to interrupt his plans to sleep with half the theta house. Pacey: What a dick. What a dick! I can't believe I was hanging out with that guy thinking how cool he was. I am gonna Gretchen: no, no, you are not! Ok, I am not a victim here, Pacey. And I don't want him to know. You know, nobody knows about this except Dawson. Pacey: You told Dawson Leery before you told me? Gretchen: He's my friend. Pacey: I'm your brother! Gretchen: With a very specific idea of how a sister is supposed to behave. Look, I left school to work on who I want to be. You know, I can't try fitting that into everybody else's idea of what that is. Pacey: You know? Fair enough. At least you now know who Nick really is. Gretchen: Pacey, everything that you liked about him I still like about him, too. [Nick comes out to join them] Nick: Hey. Hey. Did you miss me? [Nick and Gretchen go back inside, while Pacey just watches them.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Mr. Brooks House. Dawson is cutting together some of the scenes of his movie, while Mr. Brooks is getting ready.] Dawson: I don't understand why you would want to cut the scene before it's over. Mr. Brooks: Nobody's saying anything. Dawson: Look at your face! Look at that expression. And that says more than any words ever could. Mr. Brooks: You're developing a pretty good eye, Mr. Leery. Obviously you're hanging out with the right people these days. Dawson: It would seem so. Mr. Brooks: Before you run off, um... I wondered if you could help me with something. Dawson: Uh, sure. Mr. Brooks: Evelyn Ryan and I have been spending a lot of time together lately, and I have grown rather fond of her. I'd like her to know that. So, uh... [He takes out some earrings] Do you think it's too much? Dawson: Um...I'm not the person to talk to about that. Mr. Brooks: What's the matter? Bother you that 2 adults are keeping company? Dawson: No, I just--I don't think it's my place to give advice about this. Mr. Brooks: Is that because a dying man just told you that he's fond of a woman who's like a grandmother to you? Dawson: Do you have any idea what she went through with her late husband? Mr. Brooks: Uh-huh, actually, I do. Dawson: Well, then Mr. Brooks: If I care about her, how could I put her through all that again, hmm? Dawson: [Sighs] exactly. Mr. Brooks: One thing worse than the pain of loss is the aching void of inaction. She's not the kind of person who can live with that. She knows I'm sick. Dawson: So...She knows, and you know she knows, and yet neither one of you have said anything about it. Mr. Brooks: No need. When you get to the end of the race, it's both obvious and inevitable. Make no mistake about it, kid, god intends to kll us all. You'll find that, uh, you don't have to have your life dictated by the cosmos. You fall in love with the wrong woman, you tell fate to piss off, you don't like its plans for you. Sure...Heartache to be had, but it's a small price to pay for living and dying on your own terms. Dawson: Give her the earrings. Mr. Brooks: Thank you, kid. [Scene: The College house. Nick and Gretchen are sitting on the couch talking to each other as a party goes on all around them.] Nick: You ever think about me? Gretchen: Rarely. Nick: Chin. Gretchen: Occasionally. Nick: I think about you. Gretchen: Yeah? Nick: Remember that time we locked ourselves in my room and studied for that astronomy mid-term? Gretchen: [Laughs] we failed the test the next day. Nick: Yes, we did. But it was worth it, wasn't it? Gretchen: We've had a lot of good times together. "Had" being the operative word. We are past tense. Nick: No, we're old friends. And the best thing about old friends is that they know you. They know what makes you tick. Gretchen: There are a lot of things you don't know about me, Nick. A lot's happened to me since I left. Nick: I know you've gotten more beautiful. Do you want to come up to my room and talk about the rest? Gretchen: You're drunk. Nick: You're gorgeous. Gretchen: Do you ever change? Nick: You know who I am. I mean, isn't that why you came? And don't tell me it was to pick up your car, because we both know that's not true. You've come a long distance. Don't you want to go the rest of the way? [He stands up and he and takes her hand and they go upstairs while Pacey just watches them go.] [Scene: The store room. Joey is pacing while Drue is sitting down holding a can up to his blackened eye.] Joey: You're supposed to Drue: back off! Joey: I was just trying to help. Drue: Yeah. Well, if I get any more help from you, I'll be spending my freshman year of college in traction. Joey: You know if anyone should be upset, it should be me. Drue: What? You tried to kll me! Joey: You tried to kiss me! Drue: I saved your life, ok? I was just acting on the moment. Joey: Yeah, well, so was I. Drue: How'd a pretty girl like you get so damn mean? Joey: I'm not mean. Drue: Are you kidding? The busboys are terrified of you. They call you "el Toro." Joey: Really? Well, you know, when you're used to living on your own, you learn how to take care of yourself, and I guess you develop a little bit of a thick outer shell. Drue: And a pretty decent right cross. You know, at least your father's in prison. Having to spend time with my dad is like being in prison. Joey: I thought your dad was this wealthy businessman who Drue: yeah, who seemed like the coolest guy in the world until the day I discovered him fervently studying the kama sutra on my mother's new Mexican tile kitchen floor with someone who was most definitely not my mother. [Joey comes and sits next to him taking her sweater off and putting it over both their laps.] Drue: Bless you. Joey: Just keep your hands where I can see them. Drue: So where's your beau this evening? Is he going to be frantically checking hospitals for you? Joey: He's on a road trip with his sister. Drue: How do you stay in a relationship with someone who is so different from you? Joey: We're not that different. Drue: Oh, please. You're responsible and reasonable. He's reckless and rash. Joey: Yeah, but part of his recklessness is that he's constantly surprising me. And part of his rashness is that he's intensely passionate. Those differences are important. They make for a richer relationship. Drue: Maybe in high school. But last I heard, Harvard wasn't admitting the rash boyfriends of candidates just to keep the world's cutest couple together. Joey: How would you like a broken nose to go along with that black eye? Drue: Lighten up. [Scene: Nick's bedroom. Nick and Gretchen come up to the room, and it has several candles already burning throughout the room.] Gretchen: Looks like you were expecting company. Nick: I missed you, Gretchen. Gretchen: I can't believe I'm doing this. Nick: Why? You knew this was going to happen. You've been thinking about this since you left. I know you, Gretchen. I know how you think. Gretchen: Well, what am I thinking right now? Nick: You're thinking that my arms feel amazing around you. That I fit you like a puzzle piece that's been missing. That you'll lose yourself in me the rest of the night and never look back. [He takes her over to the bed and lies her down and she sits down next to him and they kiss and lie back.] Gretchen: Mmm...Ahh... [She stops him and pushes him back] You know, that used to be enough. Nick: I'm what they told you to stay away from, huh? The cookie jar high on the shelf. The person that's wrong for you. But, see, that's why a girl like you... Wants a guy like me. Gretchen: You're totally right. And do you know what I just realized? I'm not that girl anymore. [She looks over and he has fallen asleep.] Gretchen: Nick? Nick? Thank you, Nick Taylor. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the college house. Pacey is finishing up fixing Gretchen's car when she comes out to join him.] Pacey: Hey. I've finished up the work on the car. And I found your tires. They were just on the side of the house. All you needed was a couple of flats patched. The treads were fine. Gretchen: Thank you. Pacey: I fixed the car. I just wish I could do the same thing for your life. Gretchen: Pacey Pacey: I don't understand why you'd fall for such a self-centered, egocentric jerk like nick. You know, I know that you were a cheerleader all during high school, and I know that you always had the good grades and the good behavior and the good boyfriends, and I can understand that maybe you just got a little tired of being good all the time, and I understand that people get tempted. But why this guy? He's an ass! [Sighs] I guess it's kind of my fault. I pushed you into the guy. Gretchen: This is not your fault. Pacey: Well, it is kinda my fault. I wanted you to be with him. I wanted you to be with somebody that I understood. I wanted you to be with somebody who was maybe a little bit more like me. Gretchen: You are nothing like nick. Pacey: Well, regardless... You deserve someone who's going to listen to you and commit to you. You deserve someone who's going to make you the absolute center of their universe. You deserve somebody Gretchen: someone like Dawson? Pacey: Oh...Ha ha. That's not what I said. Gretchen: That's what you meant. Nothing happened last night, Pacey. It almost did until--until I realized why I came here. Pacey: Well, didn't you come here to see nick? Gretchen: No. I came to say good-bye to nick. And more importantly, good-bye to a part of myself that I've always struggled with. And do you know where I got the strength to say good-bye? From you. Starting when they're little girls, sisters look to their brothers for cues on how they should be treated. And--and you're right. I deserve so much better than nick. And my heart knows that because I have a brother who treats me so well. Pacey: So...Wait. Hold on a second. Does this mean that you also realize that you need better music in your life? Because if that's the case, I have this Pink Floyd CD that I think you'll love Gretchen: that's ok. There's a certain CD mix that I want to listen to. Pacey: Ok. Gretchen: See you at home. Pacey: Yes. See you back there. [She pulls away from him as he watches her go.] [Scene: The baby's room. Dawson and Jack are busy painting around the windows and the corners of the room.] Dawson: Jack, do you believe in inevitability? Jack: You mean, do I think I busted my shoulder because of fate? Dawson: Yeah. Do you ever wonder if you could've changed what happened? Jack: You have no idea how many times I have thought about that one. I mean, what if I would have caught the ball differently? You know, h*t the ground differently? What if I would have brushed my teeth 3 seconds longer that morning, arriving to practice 2 seconds later? Dawson: And the answer? Jack: The answer is I don't know. I'm sick of thinking about it. Thinking about it is more debilitating than the injury. Dawson: Brooks is dying... And he's actively pursuing a relationship with grams who knows, but doesn't seem to mind. Jack: Well, maybe he finds strength in taking action, and maybe she finds comfort in her religion. I mean, the arbitrary nature of life and love, you know, it can be frightening. Everybody has their own way of coping with it. Even you. Dawson: What does that mean? Jack: Well, don't you think it's possible, what's driving this, uh, this Tao of yours is nothing more than fear? Dawson: I'm just trying not to make the same mistakes I've made in the past. Jack: Has it ever occurred to you, san-san, that maybe they're not mistakes at all. Maybe this is exactly where you're supposed to be at this moment in time. With a girl that you wanted way before Joey potter, holding a letter that expresses exactly how you feel about her. [Scene: The Store room. Joey suddenly wakes up. Drue and Joey are leaning against a box. Joey fell asleep leaning on Drue's shoulder.] Joey: Oh, I thought it was just a nightmare. Drue: Good morning to you, too. Joey: Did you actually sleep? Drue: I couldn't. Someone was sawing some serious lumber. Joey: I do not snore. Drue: You could have laid waste to an entire national forest. Joey: I'm surprised I could even sleep. You aware of the 24-hour antiperspirant? [Buzzing] Joey: What's that buzzing? Drue: What's what buzzing? Joey: There's something buzzing. Drue: Go back to sleep. You're dreaming. Joey: It's in your pocket. What is that? [She reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone.] Drue: Hey! Hey, I'd like a dinner and a movie before we get to that. Joey: You've had this in your pocket the whole time? Drue: Oh, yeah. I forgot. Joey: Hello? Yes, we're in the basement storage room. You can talk to him when you get down here. What's left of him. Drue: We're saved! Joey: You orchestrated this whole thing! Drue: Now, why would I want to do something like that? Joey: Because you are a sick, twisted, pathological little pervert. Drue: Do you really think I'd go through all this trouble just to have you fall asleep on my shoulder? Joey: Well, how do I know what you were doing while I was sleeping? Drue: I resent that. I was a complete gentleman. I absolutely did not peek down your shirt at your eggshell-colored, 34c, maiden form, wire-rimmed bra with the little cute pink bow in the front clasp. [Mrs. Valentine opens the door and comes in.] Drue: Mother, thank god! Mrs. Valentine: My god! What have you done to my son? Joey: Ask him. It was all his doing. Mrs. Valentine: Oh, you're actually going to suggest that my son would rather be locked in a closet with you than spend the weekend with his father? Joey: [realizing everything] I'll see you at school, Drue. [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's place. Gretchen pulls up to the house and walks over to the mailbox, where she pulls out a letter and begins to read it . It is the letter that Dawson wrote all those years ago. We hear Dawson's voice as she reads it. The scene fades from Her to Dawson, to Grams and Mr. Brooks on a bench together, to Pacey and Joey sitting wrapped up in each other on her pier, and back to her driving.] Dawson: Dear Gretchen, I really enjoyed talking to you in your room today. Try not to be nervous about starting high school. I know you're going to find people who understand you. There's something that I didn't get a chance to tell you. There's someone truly special in my life that I can't stop thinking about. She's unlike anyone I've ever met. Smart and funny and beautiful, and just knowing that she's in my life has given me this constant fluttering that keeps me awake at night. When I think about who I can talk to about this, who will understand. The only person that comes to mind is you. And that's a problem, because you are the one that I feel this way about. I think about you constantly, every little thing you do. The Elvis Costello sticker you put in your spiral notebook, the way your bangs have grown out every day now for 6 months until Monday when you were finally able to put it all in a ponytail. And today when you invited me to stay and talk to you after Pacey left. It occurred to me that you must think about me, too. If I tried to tell anyone else, they would say that you and I are impossible, that our lives are too different, that we could never be right for each other. But we understand each other and we care about each other. And years from now, I believe that we still will. Your friend forever. Love, Dawson. [She pulls up to Dawson's house where he is outside putting away some of the cleaning supplies. He turns to see Gretchen pull up, and he watches her walk up to him with a smile on her face and a tear in her eye.] Dawson: What took you so long? 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Episode 412 - The Te of Pacey [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's place. Pacey is asleep on the couch, when Joey comes up to him carrying a cupcake with a candle in it.] Joey: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you Pacey: [groans] [Pulls the covers over his head.] Joey: Happy birthday, dear Pacey Pacey: No. Go away, Jo. Joey: You better make a wish before I set this couch on fre. Pacey: My wish would be for no further acknowledgement of today's hollow, symbolic meaning as a milestone in the life of Pacey Witter. Joey: Ok. Except, now that you've told me your wish, it can't possibly come true. Pacey: [Sighs] Look, I understand your naive enthusiasm, ok? I mean, what's the harm in celebrating a birthday? Everybody else does it. What you don't know is that every birthday I've had since I was 10 years old has been a complete disaster. I'm talking gut-wrenching, soul-searching, question-the-universe agony. Joey: Well, at least you're not being dramatic about it. Pacey: For example, my 12th birthday party, my first boy-girl party, I ate so much pizza and ice cream, I puked on Justine Sherman, a girl who I had a massive crush on. Remember this? Joey: Mm-hmm. Pacey: She then proceeded to call me Pacey pukey for the rest of the year, a quaint little nickname that my family picked up on and now resurfaces itself every year around this time to hearty laughs all the way around. Of course, it's probably not as bad as 16, the year that I threw myself a party and nobody decided to show up. That was good. Oh, yeah. I also failed my driver's test the same day. But neither of those will ever, ever bat 14, the day I was mauled by a dog. So, if you don't mind, this year I think I'll just skip it. Joey: Hmm. No. Pacey: Well, there may be one way that we could avert disaster-- if you and I were to spend a quiet evening alone, here. Joey: I promise. Pacey: Just you and me. [She hugs hum and gives him a kiss and then looks over his shoulder and we can see the worried look on her face.] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's House. Jack and Dawson are walking down the stairs carrying the supplies they used while painting the baby's room.] Jack: So, you're grinning with anticipation for a certain date with Gretchen tonight, huh? Dawson: I don't know if it's anticipation or nervous terror. Jack: What's to be terrified about? You guys kissed, and she agreed to go out-- oh, no, no. I get it. I get it. Dawson: What do you get? Jack: Well, no, it's just--Pacey and Joey. Small matter of do they know yet? Dawson: No, that's not it. I'm terrified because it's our first official date. I haven't seen her since the kiss, and there's a massive build-up. Pacey and Joey, if they ask me, I'll tell them. Gretchen will, too. It's really not a big deal. Jack: No. It sounds like a great plan. Let me know how it goes, ok? [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's place. Pacey and Joey are sitting at the table eating while Gretchen is doing some stuff in the kitchen. Pacey is going through the mail.] Gretchen: So, Jo, you got any big plans for Pacey's big you-know-what day? Joey: Pace made me promise no big eventy stuff, so probably just a quiet night alone, me and him. Gretchen: I can't believe he still thinks there's some kind of a birthday curse on him. Joey: I know. Pretty ridiculous, right? Gretchen: But what are you gonna do, though? [Pacey stops when he comes to a letter] Joey: What? Pacey: Oh, nothing. I'm cool. I'm just gonna put some shoes on. [Pacey leaves the room, and Joey goes over to Gretchen.] Joey: What are you doing tonight? Gretchen: What do you mean? Joey: I'm throwing a last-minute surprise party for Pacey at your parents' house, and I want you to be there. Gretchen: Oh, Jo. Bad idea. My parents are insane, and Pacey will kll you. Joey: I know, but see, it was your mom's bad idea. She called me, and she was so excited and so sweet, and what was I supposed to say? Gretchen: You could say no. Joey: Yeah, but I said yes. Gretchen: Well, this should be interesting. Joey: Please come. I need as many friendly faces as I can get there. You don't have any plans, do you? Gretchen: Plans? Tonight? Me? Oh, god. No. No. I'm pathetic. I don't have much of a life. Nope. No plans. Nothing going on with me. Joey: So, you can come? Gretchen: Yeah. Of course I'll come. You know, it'll be fun. Joey: Good. Pacey is gonna kll me, isn't he? Gretchen: Oh, yeah. You're dad. [Scene: Gram's house. Grams and Jen are in the kitchen decorating some picture frames, while Grams is humming along to the music on the radio.] [Radio playing music] Grams: Mmm. I love this song. Jen: What are you so happy about? Grams: Well, I'm happy because you agreed to do these fun Saturday afternoon crafts. You know, when I was a child, my grandmother taught me how to do the art of decoupage. Jen: Well, I don't think I'm so good at it. Grams: Oh, that looks fine. So, what are your big plans for this evening? Jen: Well, unfortunately, I've got, like, 5 more hours of community service, which means that my Saturday night will be spent chauffeuring a bunch of drunk kids home from illicit teenage parties. It's for this organization called "responsible rides." Grams: Well, that sounds like fun. Jen: I don't know. I mean, all these lame hours of community service, and I don't feel like I've served the community once or learned a thing. It's just a big, fat waste of time. Grams: Mm-hmm. Jen: Ok. What is with you? Grams: With me? Jen: Yeah. Come on. You're all flighty and sPacey and-- my god, you are thinking about sex, aren't you? Grams: Jennifer. Jen: It's nothing to be ashamed of, grams. When two people fall in love, it is perfectly natural to daydream about sex. Grams: I will admit I enjoy Mr. Brooks' company, but I most certainly am not in love, and, for the record, we are not having sex. Jen: Be that as it may, I have to ask, have you had the talk? Grams: What talk? Jen: The safe sex talk. Grams, it's a prerequisite these days, plus, you gotta find out what this guy is into. I mean, it could be kinky. Could be S&M, toys. Grams: Stop. Now, I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to freak me out because you hate decoupage or because you hope to be grounded so you can get out of community service tonight. Jen: Did you just say, "freak me out"? Grams: Well, it's not going to work, because when it comes to safe sexuality, I've got my bases covered, and when it comes to decoupage, the more you practice, the better you get, and when it comes to community service tonight, you're going. Jen: You are very sneaky, you know that? You just turned around that entire conversation without ever having to admit that you were daydreaming about sex. I'm impressed. Grams: I've learned from the best. Jen: Well, that's true. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Gretchen is getting ready for the day's business, when Dawson comes in to talk with her.] Dawson: Hey. Gretchen: Hello there, handsome. Dawson: Hi. I came by to see where you would like to be taken on our date this evening. Gretchen: Right. The date. Dawson: Yes, the date. Don't sound too excited. Gretchen: Oh, no. Of course I'm excited. I just, um--there's been a slight change of plans. You see, my parents decided to throw Pacey a surprise birthday party. Joey was gonna tell you about it, but I told her I would, because-- because we're going. Dawson: Ok. Uh, not much of a first date, but Gretchen: you know, I was thinking, actually, maybe we could postpone the whole first date thing. Dawson: Why would we want to do that? Gretchen: Well, look. You know, Joey and Pacey don't know about us yet, you know? And I'm not sure that his birthday party is the best place to come out of that particular closet. Dawson: Yeah, but it's not like it's a secret. Gretchen: Yeah, but nobody knows. Dawson: Jack knows. Gretchen: Nobody else knows. Dawson: What, so that means we should hide it? Gretchen: Well, no. I mean, not so much hide it, just not tell anyone yet. Dawson: Ok, but in my experience, sneaking around is the best way to get caught doing anything. Gretchen: We wouldn't be sneaking around. We're just postponing things. Dawson: All right. Is this about Pacey and Joey, or is this about your family and you being ashamed to be on a date with me? Gretchen: I'm not ashamed. Dawson, come on. You know my family. I mean, they're insane. Plus, yeah, this has something to do with Joey and Pacey. I mean, I think we need to be sensitive to them. Dawson: Sensitive to them by lying to them? Gretchen, I've never known you to be anything other than straightforward. What's going on? Gretchen: Look. I'm just not ready to go public with this. I mean, you can still come to the party and everything. I just Dawson: Yeah, but if this is something you feel you need to hide, then it's something we shouldn't be doing in the first place. I'll see you tonight. Gretchen: [Sighs] [Scene: The Community Center. Jen is speaking with the woman in charge of the events, and they are talking about her chauffeuring tonight.] Woman: Once you and your partner are on the road, we'll keep in touch via walkie-talkie, ok? Jen: Mm-hmm. Woman: Do you have any questions? Jen: No. Think I'm all set. Ready to round up some drunks. Woman: Well, if you'll excuse me, I have some paperwork to do. You're gonna be riding with this young man here. [They walk into the hall and Jen sees Tobey standing out there. The woman, seeing that they already know each other, leaves.] Jen: Tobey. Tobey: Hey. Jen: My, my. Look what the cat dragged in. What are you doing here? Tobey: It's the best place to pick up boys, the drunker the better. Jen: I hear ya. So, really, what are you in for? Tobey: Sadly, I am actually volunteering here of my own free will. What can I say? I'm a good Samaritan. Jen: Well, good for me. Maybe you can serve to brighten these last few lame hours of indentured servitude. Tobey: Ah! I live to give. Jen: Actually, you know what? There's this birthday party that, if we're in the neighborhood, making our rounds, we could stop by, and Jack is going to be there, and I know he'd love to see you. Tobey: Oh, you think? We didn't exactly ht it off the first time. Jen: Maybe this time'll be different. Tobey: Jen, not all hm have to be friends with each other, you know. Jen: I know that. Tobey: Plus, I'm still not entirely convinced Jack's gay. I mean, maybe he's just pretending for the social cachet, you know? The chance to be a rebel outsider. Jen: Wait. Listen. Ok. I know that you guys had your differences, but Jack is a great guy. He's fun and funny and built like a Greek god, but, more importantly, he's lonely. Tobey: Please. Tell me you're not trying to set us up. Jen: I'm just trying to set you up as friends. Tobey: Good, because I'm taken, and Greg is extremely jealous. [Scene: Outside the Witter House. Joey is leading Pacey along the side of the house blind folded.] Pacey: Where are you taking me? Joey: And why would you be blindfolded if I was going to tell you? Pacey: I thought that we agreed not to celebrate. Joey: But, uh, I changed my mind. Pacey: Well, do I at least get to guess? Joey: You can have one guess. Pacey: Perhaps a remote dock. You brought some candles and some champagne and birthday cake that you are going to feed to me by hand while serenading me-- off-key, of course, and[] whoa, dressed only in Victoria's secret lingerie, after which, you will lay me down under the stars and ravish me. Joey: Close, Pace. Very close. [She removes the blindfold and he gets to see where he is. He looks very disappointed that it is his family's house. They go inside, and find Mr. Witter sitting on a chair watching a hockey game.] [Hockey game airs on TV] Mr. Witter: Oh, you're here. Surprise. Mrs. Witter: Oh, sh*t. We missed it. Surprise! [Mrs. Witter comes out to see that they missed their surprise.] All: Surprise. Jack: Happy birthday, Pace. Surprise. Pacey: [Groans] ha ha! Doug: Whoa. Hey, there's my birthday-cursed little brother. Pacey: Ha ha! Doug: Oh, I can't wait to see what disasters befall you on this joyous occasion. Well, let the games begin. Mom! I'm Hungry. Mrs. Witter: Well, you are just going to have to wait a minute. Dinner's not ready yet. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Hallway of the Witter House. Dawson is on the floor wrestling with 3 young children, when Gretchen walks up to them.] Gretchen: Hey, you need help? Dawson: Ok, guys. Let's take this out of the hallway, ok? All right. Ok. Joey: Did you see that? Jack: Yeah. That's funny. [They look over at some pictures over the mantel.] Joey: Very festive, no? Gretchen: Been there since Christmas '86. Jack: Oh, that's cute. I didn't know you guys had a dog. Gretchen: Had" being the operative word. Joey: What happened to it? Gretchen: We don't speak of that. Join me in the kitchen? Jack: Sure. [Jack goes and sits down in the chair next to Pacey, who is sitting on the couch with his sister Kerry. Kerry reaches into a bowl on the table and takes some chips out of it.] Mr. Witter: No wonder your husband left you, you eating like a cow. You know, on my 18th birthday, I was trudging through a jungle in Da Nang, a machine gn on my shoulder, 50 pounds of amo on my back. Saw a lot of tragedy that day, but I celebrated that night with a gorgeous, 30-year-old Vietnamese beauty, several times, I might add. [Chuckles] now, that-- that was an 18th birthday. Pacey: I thought you had to be 18 to join the army, pop. Mr. Witter: You calling me a liar, son? Mrs. Witter: Now, John, just because Pacey's not out there defending his country doesn't mean he's not a man today, and I know if there were a wr on--assuming they'd take him-- he'd enlist tomorrow. Wouldn't you, honey? Pacey: Sure thing, ma. Mrs. Witter: Pacey, why doesn't Joanna set the table? Pacey: Her name's Joey, ma. Mrs. Witter: That's what I said. Pacey: Course you did. Just kll me now. [Jack tries to adjust the chair he is sitting in, while Pacey just buries his head in his hands. Mr. Witter looks over to see Jack.] [Chair creaking] Mr. Witter: Now, who the hell are you? Jack: Me? I'm Jack, sir. We met a while back on a fishing trip. Mr. Witter: Don't remember. [Scene: The Dining Room table. Joey is setting the table, when Pacey comes in to talk with her.] Pacey: Would you mind if I ask you just what the hell you were thinkin'? Joey: What do you mean? Pacey: You promised me, you and me alone, tonight. You looked me in the eye and promised. Joey: Ok. Your family, out of the kindness of their hearts, wanted to throw a party for you for your 18th birthday. What was I supposed to say? Pacey: My family could give a crap about me or my birthday. This is just an excuse for my father to get a little bit drunker than usual, have some birthday cake, tell me I'm a disappointment, and then pass out in his chair while watching when animals attck. Joey: Ok. So they're not perfect, granted, but they're your family, Pace. Don't you get what that means? The least you can do is make a little bit of an effort. Pacey: It doesn't matter what kind of effort I make. I'm still gonna fail. Joey: Fail? Fail at what? Pace, what are you talking about? Pacey: Nothin'. Joey: Look at me. I promise you that we will get through this night together, unscathed, and everything's gonna be ok, I swear. Ok? Pacey: [Sighs] How I wish that were true. [Scene: The kitchen. Dawson is cleaning up some dishes when Gretchen comes in with the 3 children, and goes over to talk with Dawson.] Gretchen: Hey, did anyone ever tell you you are the master at giving the cold shoulder? Dawson: Uh, I'm not giving the cold shoulder. I'm just mingling. Gretchen: Yeah, with everybody but me. Dawson: Am I the only one who remembers our earlier conversation? Gretchen: I'm just trying to forget it. See, I'm hoping that we can come to some mutually agreeable solution for our little problem. Plus, I want to kick your ass at monopoly. Kids: Come on. Gretchen: You guys ready to play? Kids: Yeah. Yeah. Come on. Gretchen: Well? Dawson: Ok. I'll do it for the children. [Scene: The Community Car. Jen is driving, while Tobey is sitting in the passenger seat, on route to pick up their first kid of the night.] Jen: So, what gives? I'm still waiting to hear about this mystery boyfriend of yours. Tobey: Greg? Jen: Mm. Tobey: Well, not much to tell, really. I mean, god knows why, but he is head over heels for me, and he's perfect. Jack's polar opposite, actually. Gorgeous. Jen: Wait a minute. You don't think that Jack is gorgeous? Tobey: Well, in a fratty sort of way, I guess, but Greg, he's jams dean, you know? I mean, brooding, tortured, deep. Jen: Jack is brooding, tortured, and deep. Tobey: I'll take your word for it, but Greg, he's perfect. I mean, he's blonde and beautiful, and he's been out since, like, the age of 12. Yeah, and his mother is a famous lesbian who teaches feminist poetry at Harvard, and he's totally smart and completely comfortable in who he is. He's just-- he's a man, you know? [Scene: The porch outside the Witter house. Pacey is sitting outside on the steps, when Joey comes out and walks up behind him and puts her arms over his shoulders.] Joey: You know it's not that bad. I mean, we've been here for 45 minutes without a major crisis and only 2 hours to go. At the most, 3. So, legally, you're... You're not allowed to still be mad at me for throwing this thing. Pacey: I'm not mad at you. Joey: You're not? So what's wrong? Why... Why are you so upset? Pacey: Um...Well... I'm upset... Because, uh... Because I didn't... I just, uh... Joey: You didn't what? Pacey: Can we not talk about this right here? Do you mind if we just take a little walk? [They begin to walk away, when mr. Witter comes out.] Mr. Witter: Sneaking off to smoke some marijuana? Pacey: What? Mr. Witter: Come sit on the couch. I want to talk to Joey. Come on. [They go inside and sit down on the couch.] Mr. Witter: I just want to thank you for putting thoughts of college in my son's head. Joey: Oh. Mr. Witter, while I'm happy that Pacey wants to go to college, I don't think I can take all the credit for that. Mr. Witter: Well, I got to blame someone, 'cause Pacey's "big dreams" means I'm gonna have to finance another drop out's half-assed education. Pacey: Gretchen didn't drop out of school, pop. Mr. Witter: Oh, really? 'Cause I didn't realize working as a bar maid in a fish restaurant qualified as a university education. Then again, I'm just an uncouth, uneducated police officer, putting his life on the line every day for the people of this town. What do I know? Joey: Mr. Witter, I really don't think Pacey will be dropping out. I think he's going to do great in college. Just you wait. Mr. Witter: I appreciate the youthful optimism. My prediction: If he doesn't drop out he'll flunk out. It's a waste of his time and my money. Mrs. Witter: Oh, honey. Just because Pacey flunked a class or 2 in high school, doesn't mean he's going to do the same thing in college. Right, sweetie? But I have faith in you, and I know that one day my faith will pay off. So, no matter how many times you let us down, sweetie, my faith will be there to pick you right back up. Mr. Witter: Your faith and my bank account. Mrs. Witter: Oh, John! Mr. Witter: I'm just saying Pacey should set his sights on something he can accomplish, like refrigeration and heating repair. We always knew Gretchen was college material. Mrs. Witter: Oh, yeah. Mr. Witter: But Pacey... You remember when he was a kid and he wanted to be a veterinarian, and you always said, Mrs. Witter: I always said, "dog groomer, honey. What about dog groomer?" Mr. Witter: Exactly. Someone has to be the dog groomer. [Scene: In the basement. Dawson is with the 3 kids by the couch, while Gretchen is setting up a special lamp of hers.] Dawson: So what exactly is the surprise you guys are waiting in the dark to see? Kids: Yeah, we want to play monopoly. Gretchen: Oh, patience, little ones. I have something better than monopoly. Watch this. [She turns on the lamp and the dark room is filled with tiny sparkling lights, as they all sit down on the couch to watch the lights dance across the ceiling.] Kids: Whoa! Whoa! Gretchen: It's cool, huh? Dawson: It's beautiful. Kids: Yeah. Gretchen: My grandmother, your great-grandmother, gave me this gift when I was a little girl. And we would sit down here for hours, staring up at the stars. And she would tell us this story. It was about a princess named Isabella. You see, Isabella was a star dancer. And she was meant for a life dancing amongst the stars. And she was blessed because she could fly from star to star. But she was cursed, too. Because for every star she'd visit, there'd be another one she left behind. And that was her plight. Forced to live eternity dancing amongst the stars, free as a bird...But alone. It's tragic, huh? Dawson: Not really. Think of all the stars she got to visit and how much better she made the lives of the people she met there. Gretchen: But Dawson, she leaves. Little boy: If Isabella visits, I don't want her to leave. Gretchen: Oh, you don't, huh? Kids: Me, either. Me, either. Mrs. Witter: Kids, come wash up for dinner! Kids: Aw, [Scene: Upstairs in the living room. Mr. Witter is still watching hockey as Pacey stands in the hallway watching everyone, with a disappointed look on his face. Joey walks up to join him.] Mr. Witter: What's wrong with you, ref? Joey: Don't believe them, Pace. You are gonna go to college and do amazing, you know that? There's nothing that they can say about it. Gonna shock them all. I know you are. Pacey: Well, what if I don't? What if they are 100% correct, and I am simply too stupid to do anything worthwhile with my life? Joey: What are you talking about? Pace, what's going on? This can't just be about your birthday. Pacey: No, it's not just about my birthday. Let's take this to the basement, huh? [They go downstairs and turn on the light, but are shocked to find Dawson and Gretchen making out on the couch.] Joey: Wrong room. [Pacey turns and leaves and Joey follows after her.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The dining room table. Everyone is seated around the table, as Mrs. Witter brings out the food.] Mrs. Witter: Ok, everybody... In honor of Pacey's birthday, I have made his favorite: Chipped beef on toast. Pacey: Nope! That's Dougy's favorite. Mine's spaghetti and meatballs. Mrs. Witter: Nah-ah-ha. When you were a little kid you always begged me to make you chipped beef on toast. Pacey: That's right. I forgot. I always pretended to hate chipped beef on toast, in a vain attempt to mask my true feelings of love. Doug: I love chipped beef on toast. Pacey: We've established that, Doug. Thanks for the input. Mrs. Witter: Oh, nuts. You know what I forgot? Pacey: Spaghetti and meatballs. Mrs. Witter: Ketchup. Joanna, will you go grab the ketchup? It's in the, uh, fridge. Joey: Sure. Mr. Witter: Dig in, everybody. Here, honey. Doug: Mmm! Mrs. Witter: Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm! [Scene: The kitchen. Dawson quickly follows Joey in to try and talk about what just happened.] Dawson: Joey, hey, uh... Look, I'M...I'm really sorry that you had to find out about it like that. I don't want you to be upset. Joey: So, what... Are you guys like, dating now? Dawson: Well, uh, we... This was going to be our first date, but plans changed. Joey: But you are a couple? Dawson: Uh, we haven't really defined our relationship yet. Joey: But it is a relationship? Dawson: I don't know. [Joey leaves and Gretchen enters.] Gretchen: Listen, um... Joey: Oh! Found it. Excuse me. Gretchen: What the hell do we do now? Dawson: Um...I don't know. But I think we can probably move beyond the "should we/shouldn't we tell them" question. By the way, she thinks we're a couple now. Gretchen: Well, did you tell her we were a couple? Dawson: Um...No, I told her we had a date. Gretchen: So, you told her we were dating. Dawson: I told her we hadn't defined the relationship yet. Gretchen: And what did she say? Dawson: She said, "but it is a relationship." Gretchen: Is it a relationship? Dawson: I know what I think. I want to know what you think. Gretchen: I--I don't know what I think. Dawson: Well, I think that this was never about Pacey or Joey or your family or coming out of any closets. I think this is about you, and I think you need to figure out what you want. [Dawson leaves and Pacey enters.] Gretchen: Ok, let's talk about it. Pacey: No, let's not. Today is not the day, Gretchen. I mean, any other day that I was to find you making out on the basement floor with Dawson, of all people, I would probably freak out. And then we would have words. But not today. Today, I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to think about it, in fact, I'd like to pretend it never even happened, 'cause frankly, I got bigger problems on my mind. Gretchen: Which are? Pacey: A conversation that I am supposed to have with Joey that will impact the entire rest of our relationship. Not to mention, explain why I've been in such a state of utter despair today. Gretchen: Pacey, what are you talking about? Pacey: You know what my advice to you would be? To just stick to your own dramas, because they are much more entertaining. Gretchen: Pacey... [Sigh] [Scene: The Community car. Jen and Tobey are driving various groups home. First a young buy, and then 2 girls, one obviously wasted.] [hysterical laughter] Guy: And then...Then I realized that she doesn't love me. She loves him, huh? That's why she was having sex with him in...In the bathroom! Girl: There's gonna be beer bongs, keg stands, body shts. You got to come. Jen: You know, I think that maybe we should get your friend home. Girl: No, she's fine. Girl 2: I think I'm gonna hurl. Jen: Oh, no! [Scene: The Witter Family Room. Pacey is opening the gifts that they have brought him.] Everyone: Whoo... Kerry: It's an ashtray. Pacey: Yeah. Thank you, I've been meaning to take up smoking. Mr. Witter: Uh, that one's from me. [Mr. Witter points to a large package, which Pacey opens.] Pacey: Fireworks. Everyone: Ooh! Ahh! Pacey: It's just what I've always wanted. Thanks, pop. Mrs. Witter: You know, I, uh, recently read an article in, uh, ladies home journal, that said a fun way to bond with your kids, uh, on their birthday, was to recall a favorite memory from their childhood. Pacey: Oh, joy. Mrs. Witter: I guess I'll go first. And, uh, my memory would have to be when Pacey was a baby. It was such a relief to finally have a late bloomer. Never bothered anybody. Used to fall asleep in cardboard boxes. Doug: That's right. Kerry: And then there was the time we almost left Pace at 31 flavors. Doug: I remember that, yeah. We were practically driving away when this lady flagged us down with Pacey just wailing in her arms. I swear, we would have driven home before we realized he was even gone. I'll tell you, he was so upset that he peed his pants. That's right. Your uncle, he peed his pants! [Everyone laughs] Pacey: Thanks for that one, Doug. Doug: You like that, huh? Uncle peed his pants. [Gretchen, seeing his discomfort, tries to help.] Gretchen: You know my favorite Pacey memory? When I was in fifth grade, there was this bully named Max Brody. And he was the meanest kid you'd ever want to meet. And one day, he pushed me off the swing set. Hard. I, um, I split my lip open. And Pacey, who was in second grade at the time, was sitting over in the sand box. And when he saw max push me, I've never seen anybody run so fast. And he just started punching and kicking him, screaming, "stay away from my sister!" But that's Pacey. The bravest guy I know. Mr. Witter: Brave and foolish. As I recall, Pacey came home crying because that bully bat the pulp out of him. Mrs. Witter: I remember that. Kerry: What about the time that Pacey got up at 5:30 in the morning and decided to make pancakes for the whole entire family? Pacey: Come on! [Pacey buries his head ion his hands.] Kerry: But he set the kitchen on f*re and scraps died of smoke inhalation. [Mr. Witter leans forward to tell a tale.] Mr. Witter: All right. I have a Pacey story Pacey: Oh, enough! Enough. Look as much as I love being publicly eviscerated on my own birthday, I think we can all guess what the theme of this happy anecdote is going to be: Pacey messes up yet again. Am I right? Pacey kills the dog. Or pees his pants, or pukes, or gets the pulp beaten out of him. But you know what else the theme might be? The theme of every birthday I've ever had. Well, the theme of my entire life, for that matter. No one gives Pacey a break. Everybody expects the absolute worst out of Pacey. Pacey gets the short end of the stick. Pacey gets fireworks and an ashtray, and chipped beef on toast for his birthday, and endlessly harassed because how dare he want to go to college so he can possibly get out of this place? But you know what, dad? You and your wallet can breathe easy, because I don't think I could go to college even if I wanted to, because I found out today that the only school I thought would take me, my fallback school, rejected me. So I'm not going to college. So I guess, at the end of the day, you guys are right. I'm going to end up exactly where you thought I would. A complete and utter failure. [Pacey storms out of the room and goes to the front door and opens it. Only to find Jen and Tobey standing outside it.] Jen & Tobey: Happy birthday to you... [He pushes past them and leaves the house, as Joey tries to follow.] Joey: Pace! [Commercial Break] [Scene: The front door. Dawson grabs his coat and walks over to it, while Joey is putting her coat on.] Joey: What are you doing? Dawson: I'm going with you. Joey: Dawson, I think I n handle this on my own. Dawson: Uh, you don't have a car. Pacey took yours. Come on. Let me take you. Joey: Fine. Mrs. Witter: Janet... [Scene: Standing in a hallway. Gretchen and Jen are talking when Jack comes up to them carrying some cake. Tobey is standing next to the front door.] Jack: Jen. Cake. You look hungry. Jen: Thank you. You've had some, right? Gretchen: Yeah. Jack: Excuse me. [Walks over to Tobey] Toby. What are you, uh... What are you doing here? Tobey: Why, I'm, uh... I'm here to make you uncomfortable, of course. Jack: I'm not...I'm not uncomfortable. It's... You know... So...How, how's the club going? Tobey: You mean, uh... The gay club. Where all the gay kids hang out and be gay together? It's, um, it's doing smashing. And, uh, what about that club of yours? Um, what's it called? Self-hatred and denial. How's that going, Jack? Jack: Yeah. Excuse me. [Scene: The Mitch mobile. Dawson is driving Joey around in an attempt to find Pacey.] Joey: Um... For the record, Dawson, I can honestly say that I don't care right now if you and Gretchen are a couple, or if you're dating, or if you're in a relationship, or if you're just periodically groping each other. I mean, you guys can run off to Vegas and elope for all I care, I have much bigger things on my mind right now. Dawson: Well, good, because I have no idea if we're dating or a couple or in a relationship, because she won't tell me. And every time I get close to finding out, she freaks. Joey: Well, that's the Witters for you, Dawson. In relationships they tend to keep their emotions close and their weaknesses even closer, and it's not because they don't care, it's just... It's because they care so much. And...Well, the good news is, is that eventually they always tell the truth. However, it's often after you've... After you've selfishly ignored all the signs that they've been suffering. Dawson: Joey, it's not your fault Pacey didn't get into college. Joey: I know, but it's my fault that he thinks that he disappointed me, because I said that he'd definitely get in. Dawson: There's the potters for you. They tend to believe in people more than they believe in themselves. It's a real character flaw. Joey: Yeah, we should probably just go back. I don't think we're ever going to find him out here. [Scene: The Capeside Marina Docks. Pacey is sitting on a box at the end of the pier and he is shivering because he isn't wearing a coat, when Mr. Witter walks up from behind him, carrying a coat.] Mr. Witter: Hey. Pacey: Hey. Mr. Witter: Thought you might be needing this. Pacey: Thank you. Mr. Witter: Here. [Hands him some gloves and sits down next to him.] Pacey: How the hell did you know where I was? Mr. Witter: I didn't. The station got a call from a house boat about a creepy guy lurking on the dock. Pacey: Oh. Mr. Witter: So what are you doing lurking on the dock? Pacey: Just want to be close to the water. Mr. Witter: You know, I never told this to anyone... And I will personally hunt you down if you breathe it to a soul. But I got rejected the first time I applied to the police academy. Pacey: You did? Mr. Witter: Yep. Let me tell you, Pacey, it was devastating. Pacey: I know I'm not college material, pop. But I just really, really wanted it. Mr. Witter: Now, look, son. I--I know that I've been hard on you about school, and, uh... It's not because I don't think you're good enough to go or to get in. Pacey, I just don't know if it's the right thing for you. I don't know if it's ever been right for you. But ask me if I think that you're meant to do great things... And by the way, I never did get to tell my "remembering Pacey" story. It was about your tenth birthday, and... I got you fireworks. And you said it was the best present you ever got. And we set them off out back, down by the water, and you... You were really happy, Pacey. And so, I was, too. [Scene: The Community car. Jen and Tobey are getting ready to call it a night and are heading back.] Jen: What would you think if I made this "responsible ride" activity a regular thing? Tobey: What? This from the cynical Jen Lindley. I guess nothing is truly as it seems, huh? Jen: Kind of like, um, you were really mean to Jack because your whole beau "Greg" is just a fabrication. Tobey: What? Jen: Toby, it's fine, ok? I mean, I know that you like Jack. Why else would you have gone so far out of your way to be mean to him tonight? And why would you have invented this fictional character? I--I mean, come on. A jams dean clone? Oh, with a, with an award-winning poet lesbian for a mom? I mean, it's too good to be true. Tobey: Yeah, but it was good. Jen: When you dream, you dream big, huh? Listen, my advice would be, um... If you are interested in Jack and...The... Well, the best way to get in his life is to be his friend, and that requires being nice. Now, I--I know this may be a new concept to you, but I think that you might find it effective. Tobey: You are...You are such a bitch. Jen: Right back at you. Tobey: Hmm. [Scene: Outside the Witter house. Pacey and Mr. Witter are walking up to it, and there are no lights on inside the house.] Mr. Witter: Well, that's odd. Where'd everybody go? Pacey: My guess would be the red lobster. To wash away all memory of mom's chipped beef on toast. [Laughs] [They go inside, and everyone jumps out.] everyone: Surprise! Happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear Pacey happy birthday to you [everyone cheers] [Scene: Outside in the back yard. Dawson is sitting alone in front of a bonfire, when Gretchen walks up from behind carrying some wood.] Gretchen: You know, I've been thinking. You're right. Tonight...It wasn't about my family, or Pacey and Joey. It was about me. See, I know how I feel about you, Dawson. But I'm scared, because...Because, what if I leave soon? I want to have this thing. Whatever it is with you... I'm afraid I'll hurt you when I go. Dawson: But Gretchen, I'm leaving, too. At the end of the year. That's not the point. The point is right now. And right now, you're here. And so am I. So let's make the most of this, and not be afraid. Gretchen: Sometimes I don't know if you're wise or just naive. [Both laugh] Gretchen: But I think it's wise. The real question is, how did you get to be so fearless? Dawson: I want Isabella's story to have a happy ending. Gretchen: Me, too. [They kiss each other very passionately.] [Scene: The back porch. Pacey is looking out at his family in the back yard having a great time, when Joey walks up from behind him.] Joey: Hey, Pace. Pacey: Hey. Joey: Sorry I threw you such a bad party. Pacey: Naw, that's not your fault. It's the curse. Joey: I know how you must be feeling. You don't have to feel that way. Because one... One rejection isn't anything. It's definitely not the end of the world. Pacey: It's not really about the rejection. That just makes it real. You and I are just on opposite paths, Jo. On different roads. And we are heading farther and farther away from each other. Joey: I don't think so. I think both roads lead back to the same place. Right here. You and me, Pace. That's the one thing that won't change. Not if we don't let it. Pacey: I got to be honest. This is getting harder and harder. Joey: Well, then, we'll try harder. Pacey: Mmm... Joey: Hey, Pace? Pacey: Yeah? Joey: Happy 18th birthday. Pacey: [Chuckles] [They watch some fireworks go off, and kiss each other before heading down to join the rest of the group.] [fireworks] Kids: Hey, look! [Everyone talking] Mr. Witter: Ok, everybody up the hill! Let's watch the big one! Get ready for the fireworks. The big one's coming. Kids: There they go! There they go! Look up there, gram! [Everyone talking and laughing] [Mr. Witter walks up to Pacey and throws his arm over his shoulder.] Mr. Witter: Happy birthday, Pace. Pacey: Pop.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x12 - The Te of Pacey"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 413 - Hopeless [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Gretchen is talking on the phone to one of her friends while working behind the bar.] Gretchen: Ok. I'll ask him. Ok. Tara, I gotta go. I'll talk to you. [Gale comes up to her, not looking too happy.] Gretchen: Sorry. She's a talker. Gale: Where is table 9's cabernet? I asked you for it 10 minutes ago. Gretchen: Oh. Friday night frenzy. We've already gone through 10 bottles of the Cakebread preserve, which means you're having an amazing night. Gale: Which means nothing if we can't put the orders on the tables. You know, maybe if you weren't taking personal calls, you'd have time to get the other case. [Gale leaves and Dawson comes up carrying a case of wine.] Dawson: Hey. Took me a while to find it. Gretchen: Great. Ah. Thank you. [She hands the bottle to the waitress] Table 9, A.S.A.P. Thanks. Ok. So please tell me that your mother is this edgy at home, too, that it's not just something about me that gets her knickers in a twist. Dawson: No. It's called hormones. In case you haven't noticed, she's seriously close to poppin' out number 2. Gretchen: Right. So it's not like it has anything to do... With...Well, us? Dawson: No. You kidding? My mom loves you. Gretchen: Yeah, me as Pacey's sister and her ever-trusty barkeep, maybe. Me as Mrs. Robinson, maybe not. Dawson: Come on. 3 years does not make you Mrs. Robinson. Gretchen: So that incredibly hostile vibe I just felt is not about us. Because... We're good. And...We're good together. Dawson: I like to think so. Gretchen: Right. Solid. Dawson: [Chuckles] Gretchen: so, I was thinking... Maybe it's time that you and I progressed to the next stage. You know, after a few weeks coupling, it's time that we actually go out amongst others and meet the friends. Dawson: As in your friends? Gretchen: Yeah. Aren't you a little curious to meet my friends? Dawson: Yeah. Definitely. Someday. Gretchen: How's tomorrow? Two of my best pals from college are swinging through to see this band, and I told them if it was ok with you that we'd go. Dawson: Tomorrow? Gretchen: Ok. Hey, I know that meet-the-friends night can be incredibly scary for the new guy. Dawson: You actually refer to me as the new guy. Gretchen: Oh, not me. Them. But that's why you need to meet them-- so they can get to know you. And then you can invariably wow and impress them. Dawson: And if I only variably wow and impress? Gretchen: Oh, then I dump you. Dawson: Well. Very kind of you. Gretchen: [Chuckles] Just be yourself. They'll love you. [She bends over the counter to kiss him, when Gale comes walking up to them] Gale: [Clears throat] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Drue is in the office talking with his mother when Joey comes up to it.] Drue: Thank you. Mrs. Valentine: I give you a lot of leeway around here, Drue. You want that to continue, you will do as I say. Drue: You ever noticed the pushier you get, the more you resemble a Disney villainess? [Joey walks into the room as Drue leaves.] Mrs. Valentine: You want something, miss potter? Joey: Uh... No. Actually, I'm good. I just stopped by to let you know that I was here. Mrs. Valentine: This wouldn't, by any chance, be about that quaint, upcoming senior trip... Would it... The one where if you have any hope in hell of going, you're gonna need a Friday and Saturday off? Joey: I'D...Really rather, uh, come back another time and maybe catch you in a rare moment of open-minded generosity. Mrs. Valentine: This is it, princess. Grab it while you can. Joey: You mean you'd actually consider giving me the time off? Mrs. Valentine: Giving? No. Trading...Perhaps. There is this date tonight that Drue is going on with Anna Evans. Joey: As in Dr. Evans, president of the club's board? Mrs. Valentine: Anna is his daughter. You probably wouldn't know her. She's your age, but she goes to a much better school. Joey: She's rich and important, so you're having Drue take her out. Mrs. Valentine: Precisely. And I want you and that boyfriend of yours to go with them. You two are the perfect couple. Joey: Thank you. Mrs. Valentine: It's important that Anna have a nice time tonight. And if she does, the days off are yours. If not, you'll be working Friday and Saturday shifts for the rest of the year. Joey: When should we be ready? [Scene: Mr. Brooks' House. Dawson and Mr. Brooks are working on the movie, on Dawson's laptop computer.] Mr. Brooks: How come you chose that clip instead of the Tuesday interview? Dawson: You were more concise here. Mr. Brooks: [Chuckles uncertainly] Well, whatever you like best. They're both fine. [Grams comes into the room with a tray.] Grams: You two have been at that all morning. Why don't you take a break? Dawson: Well, I've actually got lunch plans, so... As much as I hate to stop... Grams: I have to go get another bottle of Percoset. I'll be right back. [Grams Leaves.] Mr. Brooks: Before you go, kid, there's somethin' I want to ask you. Dawson: Yeah. What's up? Mr. Brooks: Uh, I can't get to the store to get my pills, and, um, Evelyn's been takin' me, and I hate it. Dawson: Yeah, whatever I can do to help. Mr. Brooks: Here. [He takes some documents out of his sweater and hands them to Dawson to sign.] Sign these. It's just lawyer talk... Legalese. Gobbledygook. Here. Dawson: Saying what, exactly? Mr. Brooks: Well, I designate you as my, uh, gofer. Dawson: Oh. Mr. Brooks: Gives you the right to go get my medicines for me... If you, uh... If you want. Dawson: I'm flattered you ask. Yeah. Mr. Brooks: Hurry up and sign 'em before Evelyn gets back. I don't want to hurt her feelings. Dawson: All right. Mr. Brooks: All right. [Mr. Brooks quickly hides the documents as Grams comes into the room.] Dawson: Be back in about an hour. Mr. Brooks: Yeah. Grams: Have a good time, Dawson. Dawson: Ok. [Dawson Leaves] Mr. Brooks: [Sighs] Ohhh...God. Grams: Mmm. Nursing agency called. They said they haven't received a check yet for next month. Mr. Brooks: Well, I remember sending it! Damn post office. Enough to make anybody sick. [He fakes taking the pills and hides them in his pocket.] [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Pacey is sitting on the couch, when Gretchen comes into the living room wearing a tight sweater.] Pacey: Oh, no, no, no. Gretchen: Are you offering a fashion opinion here, Pace? 'Cause you'll have to excuse me if I find your credibility in that department somewhat lacking. Pacey: I'm offering a brother's opinion. Ok? And as a brother, I can tell you that that... Is not going-out-of- the-house outfit. It's better the bottom layer of something that could become a going-out-of- the-house outfit, but not until you put on a sweater or somethin'. Gretchen: This is a sweater. Pacey: No, it's not. A sweater is a big, baggy, shapeless thing that hides the human form. They're specifically designed for sisters about to go out on dates. Gretchen: This isn't even a date. It's a group activity. Keira and Jessica are gonna pick me up any second. And what are you still doin' here, anyway? Pacey: Well, I was just getting mentlly prepared for yet another night of being the perfect boyfriend. It's a thankless job. Long hours, very few rewards. Not that I'm in it for the rewards, of course. Gretchen: No. Of course not. True love waits. Pacey: And waits and waits. Gretchen: Is something up? Pacey: No. Gretchen: Because if something were up Pacey: But nothing's up. Gretchen: Well, if something were up and you wanted to talk about it--- Pacey: Then I would. I absolutely would. But I'm not going to because guess what's up. Gretchen: Something. Pacey: Nothing. [Horn honks] Gretchen: [chuckles] You are so saved by the horn. Pacey: [Sighs] Have fun workin' the boulevard. [Scene: Outside the Mcphee House. Tobey is staring at the door trying to get the courage to go up and knock, when Jack comes jogging up from behind him.] Toby: I should've known you're the type that jogs. Jack: What type is that, exactly? Toby: The country club family type. You probably play a mean game of tennis, right? Jack: Huh. Golf, actually. Tobey, what are you doin' here? Toby: I've, uh...Uh, come to proposition you. Relax. It's merely a turn of phrase. You see, I--I'm doing this thing tutoring kids with the Boston Inner City Reading Cunsel. We're desperate for anybody who can read. Jack: Yeah, that makes me feel special. Toby: Come on. Check your attitude at the door, and let's get serious for a minute. I mean, Jen told me you liked working with kids. Well, here are some kids who need you to teach them. You interested or not? It's that simple. Jack: Tell you what I'm not interested in is a repeat of the soccer incident. Toby: Well, hey, everybody at the counsel knows I'm gay. Nobody cares. It--it's not an issue. Jack: Uh...I don't know. I don't think I want to get into somethin' like that right now. Toby: Well, uh, if you change your mind, we tutor 'em in the library at Jordan Junior High. Uh, weekend nights, after 7:00. [Door opens and closes] [Scene: Outside the Capeside Yacht Club. Joey and Pacey are waiting for Drue and Anna to get there.] Pacey: I know that you work for Satan's handmaiden and all, but does that really have to involve double-dating with her evil spawn? Joey: You want me on the senior trip, don't you? Pacey: Well, of course. You know me. I mean, I want you on a boat, ski resort, parking lot. I'm not choosy. Joey: Look, Pace, just remember, we're not here to have a good time. Ok? Pacey: I wouldn't even dream of it. Joey: And this Anna person, whoever she is, she's the one having a good time. And no matter how high she registers on the over privileged bitch-o-meter, just promise you'll be nice. Pacey: When am I ever not nice? Joey: Pace... [] Pacey: What a good boy. Joey: Mmm... [Anna and Drue pull up and get out of the car.] Anna: I don't understand why people are always honking their horns. Like, I don't know they're behind me? Drue: Could it be 'cause you're camped out in the middle of the intersection rethinking your eye makeup? Anna: Well, it could've been smudged. Is--is it smudged? Drue: Relax. Potter here knows about as much about makeup as I do. Besides, no one's had quite the heart to tell her the natural look went out before she was born. Joey: Oh, poor me. Anna: Don't listen to him. The natural look is so in. I totally read about it in the new allure. [To Pacey] You must be Joey. Pacey: Nice to meet you. Anna. Hi. [Chuckling] Joey: You're not Joey. I'm Joey. Nice to meet you, Anna. Drue: Pacey, guy. Joey, girl. I told you a thousand times in the car. Anna: Who's potter? Drue: Right. So much for the polite chitchat. Let's get this disaster on the road. [Pacey goes over and opens the door for Anna.] Pacey: Let me get that for you. [She gets in and Joey looks over at him from the other side of the car and smiles.] Be nice. Joey: Mm-hmm. [Scene: Mr. Brooks' House. Mr. Brooks is watching the finished video on Dawson's Laptop as Dawson sits back and watches.] Video: My passion for pictures... Is gone. Hard as I tried, as far into my soul as I searched, I... Couldn't find it. Dawson: Well...I think that section's pretty much done. Mr. Brooks: It's all done... 93 minutes of the life and filmic times of A.I. Brooks. Dawson: I was thinking a little work in the Columbia years could help it move along a little faster. Mr. Brooks: Lock the picture, do your credits, and run it for an audience. Dawson: You don't think a tweak here, an edit there, would make it better? Mr. Brooks: Could be better, could be worse. Could be just... Different. Dawson: [Chuckles] Mr. Brooks: The thing to do now is, uh... Let it go. Dawson: Right. At least for tonight, anyway. All right, let's get you in the living room for some of that music you love to blare. [Dawson pushes Mr. Brooks' Wheelchair into the Living Room.] Mr. Brooks: Hey, when are you gonna tell me more about your girl? Dawson: Oh, Gretchen? The one you refer to as the local ditz? Mr. Brooks: Ah, that was said with great affection. Dawson: [Chuckling] yeah, right. She's, uh... She's pretty terrific. But, uh, you know, we're takin' it easy. Mr. Brooks: Don't take it too easy. You're not my age. You hear me? Dawson: [Chuckles] I hear you. Mr. Brooks: You're still young enough to fall in and out of love a few more times before you get it right. Dawson: That doesn't sound like... A lot of fun. Mr. Brooks: It isn't. And it is. And it isn't. It's worth it every damn time. Dawson: Someone's on a prophetic roll this evening. Mr. Brooks: Pancreatic cancer will make a prophet out of anybody. Dawson: [Chuckles] well, um... I guess I'll... Cut out, unless there's anything else you want me to do. Mr. Brooks: Yeah. I, uh... It's hard for me to get out of this chair. Give me a hand, will you? Give me your hand. Dawson: Sure. [Dawson helps him up, and over to the chair and while Mr. Brooks is leaning on him, he gives Dawson a hug with a tear in his eye, and Dawson hugs him back before lowering him down into the chair.] Dawson: Well... There you go. Mr. Brooks: Yeah. Picture's not half-bad. [Chuckles] not just because it's about me, either. Dawson: We should make another one sometime. Mr. Brooks: Anytime, kid. Anytime. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson goes up to the front door and opens it to find Gretchen and her two friends outside.] Dawson: Here you are! Hey. I started to think you forgot about me. Gretchen: Sorry. We just, uh... We started talking, and we totally lost track of time. [Chuckles] Dawson, this is Keira and Jessica my 2 suitemates from freshman year. Keira: Which means we're friends basically due to random computer assignment. Great house. Rental? Dawson: Uh, no. This is my parents' house. Uh, speaking of whom, there's, uh, one of 'em now. Mom, this is Keira and Jessica. Gale: Hello. Keira: Nice to meet you. Dawson: Are we gonna make it? Gretchen: Uh, yeah. The show doesn't start till 9-ish, so we have more than enough time to get there. Dawson: Great. Gale: Uh, what show you going to? Dawson: Some club up in Bingham bay. We'll be back late. I'll see you in the morning. Gale: Wait a second, Dawson. I'm not sure I like the idea of you going to a club. I mean, do they serve alcohol there? Dawson: You serve alcohol in the restaurant. Doesn't seem to bother you when I'm there, so why should this be a problem? Gale: You're my son and I worry about you, that's why. And, uh, since when do you go...Clubbing? Dawson: It's--well, we're not dropping in on Studio 54. We're having dinner and seeing a band. Gale: Still, I would feel better if I at least knew you were gonna be home at a certain time, say, by 1:00. Dawson: [Chuckles] that sounds like a curfew, um... Which I've never had before in... My life. You know, I-- can I just put you guys outside? All right? Dawson: Ok. Thank you. See you in the car. [They go outside] Dawson: Ok. Thanks. If you're trying to embarrass me, consider it a job very well done. I'm completely humiliated. Gale: I am trying to protect you. Dawson: From what? The dangers of having a good time with my girlfriend? Come on. Gale: No. The dangers of getting hurt by a woman whom, as perfect a person as she seems right now, might actually be in a different place in her life. Dawson: Mom, it's not like that with Gretchen. Gale: Honey... I'm not so sure. Dawson: Well, I am. And you know what? It really doesn't matter what you think, 'cause it's my life and it's my relationship. If you want to express a little last-minute maternal control, you're gonna have to wait for the next one to come along, 'cause I really don't want that from you anymore. [Scene: The Mini Golf range. Anna is trying to line up a put, but she is visibly disturbed by the windmill as the others wait for her to take her sht.] Drue: [Sighs] just...h*t... The ball...Already. At this rate, we're gonna be here all night. Joey: Well, it's a date. We're supposed to be here all night. Take your time, Anna. Pacey: You know what? Let me give you a hand with this. [He goes over to the windmill and stops it from spinning.] And, uh, can I give you a friendly word of advice? Anna: Thanks. Pacey: It's not really about power. It's all finesse. So you just loosen up on your grip and swing through. Anna: All right. Drue: You know what? Just because you skeeves have nothin' better to do doesn't mean I'm planning on spending my entire night among the socially challenged. I've got a date later with the honey I want to be with. [Drue takes his mobile phone out of his pocket and Joey grabs it from him.] Drue: What exactly is your problem with mobile technology? Joey: It's invasive and irritating, like you. You are on a date, and unless you want a repeat of the bodily damage I did to you in the storage room, you start being nice to her. Drue: I get it. You'd like me to be a little more like Pacey. Joey: Well...Now that you mention it, it definitely wouldn't hurt. Drue: Mm-hmm. And he does seem to be enjoying himself, doesn't he? But then, why wouldn't he be? [Anna eventually sinks the putt and she runs over and hugs Pacey for the help.] Anna: Oh! Oh, my god! I did it! Aah! I did it! Ha ha! [Chuckles] Drue: Nice work, you two. Very nice. [Scene: Junior High Library. Jack enters the library to find several children sitting at the tables learning to read from various people. He looks over to see Tobey helping a young child.] Toby: And you use all file groups, right? Kid: Mm-hmm. Toby: Hey, I'll-- I'll be right back. [Chuckles] Well, well. Look who's slummin'. Little Jack sprat. Jack: [Chuckles] I did not come down here to be your whipping boy, Tobey, so, uh, check the attitude at the door, please, and let's get serious for a second. Toby: Clever. [Chuckles] All that and sass, too. Maybe you are one of the tribe after all. Jack: [Chuckles coolly] all right. So, uh... Tell me how this tutoring thing works, exactly. Toby: Uh, you read with them. Encourage them to sound out a word, and them, uh, help them if they can't. Mostly, though, just be nice to 'em. Jack: I can do that. Toby: I know. That's why I asked you down here. Jack: Mmm. [Scene: Gretchen's Car. Gretchen and Jessica are sitting in the front seats, while Dawson and Keira are sitting in the back seats.] Keira: After the impromptu kitchen counter event, which, by the way, I do not recommend if you've left any sharp implements lying around... And the chill factor... Definitely! Just remember that tile is very cold. [All chuckle] Keira: Well, we're in the living room heading for the bedroom, and the next thing I know...Mmmtt! Round 2! The guy needed, like, no recovery time. Oh...Is this too much for you? Dawson: No. [Stammers] it's--it's fascinating. Gretchen: [Chuckling] Keira's... Keira's love life is always a little fascinating. [Both giggling] Jessica: Oh, god. You guys remember this song? Keira: Turn it up! Gretchen: To Jack! There was this guy on our floor-- total Dionne Farris freak! He used to play this on his keyboard to try to impress us. You know it? Dawson: Now it's time for me to be strong vaguely, yeah. Girls: Hello, morning ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Sure missed you last night last night, last night, last night sing it, Dionne! Ha ha ha! [Scene: Inside the Mini Golf House. Joey and Anna are sitting at the table while Pacey and Drue return the equipment.] Anna: So this whole myth that certain girls can't wear red lipstick is a total lie, and it only makes people with yellowish skin tones feel bad about themselves, which is so mean. [Pacey and Drue join them.] Pacey: What's mean? Joey: Uh, we're... Just discussing the beauty industry and how it, uh, manipulates and contorts the perception of ourselves in service of a capitalistic economy. Pacey: Oh. Drue: See what we've been missin', Pacey? An intellectual conversation. Hey, perhaps Anna here can grace us with her opinion on that whole electoral college controversy. Joey: Drue...Lay off. Anna: No, that's ok. I think people should be allowed to go to whatever college they want to. I mean, as long as their parents can afford it, what's the big deal? Drue: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the marveling, idiotic mental feats of Anna Evans. Warning-- do not try this at home or with more than 2 brain cells. Anna: You're such a jerk. Drue: You're the one who ordered your daddy to arrange this whole night for you. You happy now? See, unlike your nose job, I can't be bought. Pacey: Ok. [Snickers] With that happy little anecdote, I think this sick and twisted evening is now over. Drue: It's sweet, isn't it... The way he always rises to the defense of damsels in distress, especially the blonder ones? Pacey: Are we in agreement here that punching him in the face has now completely entered the appropriate zone? Drue: Before you do, answer me one question, Witter. Guy to guy, ok? How come beautiful girls who are dumb as a box of rocks will only put out if you tell 'em they're smart, while the ones who actually are smart will only perform sexual favors if you tell 'em they're beautiful? Anna: This is all my fault. Joey: No, it's not. Nothing is your fault. Anna: Yes, it is. Oh, I can't believe I was so stupid! I feel like such an idiot. Oh! I can't believe I slept with you! [She storms off.] Pacey: I gotta admit I didn't see that one comin'. [Scene: Outside the Club. Gretchen, Dawson, Jessica and Keira pull up and get into line to get into the club.] Gretchen: How you doin'? Dawson: [Chuckling] well... It's been an interesting evening so far. I've been humiliated by my mother. I've learned more about Keira than I think I want to. And, uh... Honestly, I've never felt so 17 in my entire life. Gretchen: My god. Are you really 17? What am I doin' with you? [Chuckles] I'm kidding. Dawson: Ha, ha. Gretchen: Look, Keir, jess, and I are just catching up. It'll be over soon. So the worst of the night is already behind you. Bouncer: How're y'all doin' this evenin'? Gretchen: Good. Bouncer: All right. Drink safe and designate a driver. Dawson: That will be me. I'm not drinking. Bouncer: Are you under 21. Dawson: Yeah. Bouncer: Ok. Let me see your left hand. [He stamps Under 21 on Dawson's hand.] Dawson: [Chuckles] you have no idea how perfectly this encapsulates my life right now. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Docks outside. Anna is standing at the end of one of the piers looking into the water, when Pacey comes walking up to join her.] Pacey: Please tell me that you're not shedding so much as one tear over Drue valentine. The man is a world-class moron. Anna: Yeah, well, if that's the case, shouldn't we be perfect for each other? Pacey: You know how some people are good at books? I'm not at all good with books. People like you and I, we just... We have to figure out what our thing is and then become good at it. Anna: I know what I'm good at. Men. Pacey: [Chuckles] Well, I suppose it's a good thing that you've already figured that out. But there has to be something else that you're good at. Anna: Not really. It's always been the easiest thing for me. But with Drue... I wanted him to like me for more than the way I look. Pacey: You don't know that he doesn't. Anna: Yeah, but Now I'll never know. I blew it. I fell into bed too easily. If I hadn't Do you think he might've liked me? Pacey: I can't answer that. But I can answer you this-- I have only just met you, Anna, and I can already tell that there are a lot of nice things about you... Besides the way you look. And if Drue valentine can't see that, well, that's his loss, not yours. [Scene: Inside the Club. Dawson, Gretchen, and Jessica are sitting at a table when Keira walks up to join them.] Jessica: Ok, so not only does the creep have another girl, but he has another apartment across town that she's living in. Gretchen: Oh! Bastard. That's terrible. Jessica: One more for my loser list, which means I edge past you with 7. Keira: Ah, but I'm still the leader with 9. Dawson: What, you--you guys keep a running count of all the losers you've dated? Keira: Well, only the ones we've slept with. Jessica: Yeah, if we'd included the ones we'd also dated, we'd be in the triple digits by now. Gretchen: [All chuckle] But don't worry, Dawson. You're way too nice of a guy to ever end up on my loser list. Keira: Oh, wait. How often have I heard that before? Look, for all of Gretchen's strong points, she's not the best judge of men. But I'm sure that doesn't include you. You--you seem nice. Dawson: Why does everybody keep saying that? I'm not really that nice. Gretchen: [Gretchen chuckles] Well, Dawson, I think she just means you're not the kind of a guy who would take me to a concert, meet another girl in line, then dump me, leaving me to find my own ride back to school. Dawson: That actually happened to you? Keira: Oh, yeah. Loser number 2. Jessica: Well, he's probably no number 6, either. Gretchen: Ok, you know what? Let's not do this. I'm really not drunk enough to sit here and go through the entire list of my life's most embarrassing choices. Jessica: Come on, he doesn't know about lucky. Gretchen: Jess. Dawson: Lucky? Which loser is he? Keira: Lucky is a leprechaun that Gretch had tattooed on her hip to impress... Loser number 5. Jessica: He's a total rocker. Gretchen: But at least it's there to remind me to never, ever date a musician again, no matter how hot or sexy he might be, girl. [The girls chuckle] Gretchen: but that's why I'm so happy to have Dawson. You know, at least I know you won't shred my heart. [Mary Beth Maziarz goes up on stage and begins to play some romantic music, and Gretchen snuggles up close to Dawson as they listen to the music] [Scene: Junior High Library. Jack is working with Will, as he tries to learn to read better.] Will: "And...Then... "They... Took the me-a-su-ra--" ohh, I don't like this story! Jack: [Clears throat] Um... We could read another one. You have to have somethin' ready for class, right? Will: There's nothing good in here! Jack: You know...I used to have the same problem. School stories? Bored me. I mean, where did they come up with this stuff? You know, I bet you, you and I, we could make up a better story. Have you ever done that? You just sit around in your room, and just think up your own story? Will: Sometimes... I guess. Jack: Yeah? Ok. Will... Tell me about a story you thought up. Will: I had this...Idea about...[Chuckles]... About aliens takin' me to the moon. Jack: See, that's perfect. I love that. That's great. Ok. See, what we're gonna do, you're gonna tell me a story, I'm gonna write it down. Monday you tell it to your class. Will: Can I do that? Jack: Yeah. Sure. I mean, the assignment was to read "a story." It can be whatever you want. Except there's one rule. You can only use words that you can spell. Deal? Will: Ok. Jack: Ok. Gimme a title. Will: Beam me to the moon... A story about a spaceship that Jack: Well, hold on, hold oooonnnn. How do you spell "beam"? Will: B-E... E-M? Jack: Close. Close. Very close. Look it up, buddy. [Jack hands him a Children's Dictionary.] Will: "B-e-a-m"? Oh, yeah. And "spaceship..." S-p-a-c-e-s-h-i-p. Is that right? Jack: Absolutely. And that's a tough one to spell. I'm very impressed. Keep goin'. [Tobey looks on from out of sight.] [Scene: The Mini Golf house. Drue is hitting on two girls when Joey comes walking up to join him.] Drue: Anytime. Come to the yacht club. I'll take you out on one of my boats. Ok? Joey: Drue, I think it's time we talk about the baby. I think you need to take responsibility and marry me. [The two girls leave.] Drue: You know, everyone here thinks you're so sweet, but I know better. You're really a minion from the deep, sent here to make my life a living hell. Joey: Mmm. Hell would be too good for you. Think you could try to explain to me how you can sleep with her and then treat her like that? Have you no capacity for human kindness? Drue: Very little. Joey: How does someone like you end up so Drue: Damaged? Joey: Completely. Drue: Just lucky, I guess. Joey: You have this whole witty Drue routine you do. But it's just a front for some really scared kid who's desperate for people to love him and desperately trying to keep any sort of intimacy away. Drue: Mmm. How insightful. Joey: It doesn't take a PhD. To interpret your behavior. It's classic first grade. You know what? You keep acting like this, and your worst fear's gonna come true-- you're gonna walk through life alone. Drue: I'm not really good with girls. I'm actually incredibly bad with them. [Joey is quite shocked at this.] Joey: How come? Drue: My guess? Uh... Spending my formative years in all-boys institutions. Pretty much all I know how to do is pick on women or sleep with them. I was never around them much longer to get good at doing anything else. Joey: You're doing something else right now. I mean... You're being honest and...And real. You should work on that. [Drue looks over Joey's shoulder to see Anna and Pacey enter.] Drue: They look kinda cute together, don't they? Yeah. They have that warm, wondrous glow of 2 people who've had sex. Not...With each other... Of course. Seperat--oh, you get my drift. Oh, whoops. I forgot. That's a subject you know absolutely nothing about. [Pacey and Anna walk over to join them.] Anna: I can't believe you spent the whole summer on a boat. My dad could totally use someone like you. He's always looking for help, and I'm, like, "sailing? No way." [Pacey puts his hand affectionately onto Joey's shoulder then takes her hand.] Pacey: Well, you just haven't done it with the right person yet. [Scene: Junior High Library. Jack is finishing up with Will and he is getting ready to go.] Jack: All right. Next week have another one ready. Will: Mm-hmm. Jack: Good job, buddy. [Will meets his mother at the door and they leave.] Toby: It's the first time I've seen will excited about comin' back. Jack: Yeah, well, he's a good kid. He just needed to be interested in somethin'. Toby: And you got him there. That must feel good. Jack: Feels great, actually. I'm all wired from it. [Both chuckle] Toby: Good. Hey, I'm, um, meetin' some friends for coffee around the corner. Why don't you come? Um... I promise not to keep you out too late. Jack: Ok. Yeah. Just-- just for a little bit, though. [Scene: Outside the Club Dawson, Gretchen and her friends are leaving the club after listening to the band.] Jessica: Wow! I do not want to get in a car and drive back yet. Gretchen: I know. It went so fast. I feel like we've barely talked. Keira: I know what this group needs-- some French fries and some black-and-tans. Gretchen: Dex's! Jessica: Dex's! Gretchen: Oh, you'll love Dex's. It's one of our favorite places. Dawson: Uh, I probably can't get in. Keira: Oh, they never used to card. They probably still don't. [Dawson hold up his hand with Under 21 still on it.] Jessica: Oh. Right. That. Dawson: Yeah. So...You-- you guys go. Gretchen: Without you? Dawson: Yeah. Just 'cause I can't get in doesn't mean the evening should end for everybody. So you guys go. Have a great time. And I'll--I'll take a cab back. Gretchen: No. Don't be ridiculous. No. We've been drinking. You take the car. We'll get the cab. Dawson: Ok. Ah. Gretchen: God, I have the best boyfriend. [She Kisses him.] I'll call you tomorrow. Dawson: Ok. Gretchen: Ok. [Gretchen gives him her keys.] Jessica: Bye, Dawson. Keira: It was great to meet you. Bye. Dawson: Bye. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Yacht Club. Joey, Pacey, Drue and Anna all get out of the car after she has pulled up.] Anna: Guess this is it. Sorry about that whole left turn from the right lane thing. Drue: You know what? These--these lanes, they aren't even really marked right on this part of Market Street. Anna: It was nice meeting you, Joey. Joey: You, too. Anna: Oh, I almost forgot. I feel really weird keeping this. [Anna hands him a stuffed Bear.] Pacey: Ahh, it was your quarter. Well, I think Joey would like it. Joey: Thank you. Anna: Good night. Joey: Good night. Pacey: Good night. [Joey and Pacey leave] Drue: Um... If you ever want to go out...Again sometime... You don't have to get my mother to coerce me. You know? Anna: I won't. I promise. Drue: And thanks for letting me off the hook about not calling. Most girls would consider that completely unforgivable. Anna: Well, I don't, but... I'm easy. Drue: [Chuckles] That's cute... The way you sort of make fun of yourself. Anna: Cute--likable or cute--annoying ditz? Drue: No. Likable. Definitely. Definitely. [Scene: Mr. Brook's House. Grams and Mr. Brooks are playing Scrabble by the fireplace.] Grams: If I'd only had an "s," I could have bingos. [Chuckles] you all right, Arthur? Mr. Brooks: Oh, just a little tired. Grams: Well, why don't we stop, then? I should be getting home, anyway. [She notices him smiling]What? Mr. Brooks: I'm kinda glad that leery kid stole my boat. Grams: [Chuckles] we'd met before. Barbara Seibertz brought you to the church bazaar. And you purchased 2 of my apple pies... After complaining bitterly that they were highly overpriced. Mr. Brooks: They were peach and worth every penny. Grams: Mmm. A compliment. 10 years late, but nice to have, all the same. [Grams starts to put away the scrabble Grams, and notices a box filled with the pills that Mr. Brooks has been hiding.] Mr. Brooks: [Chuckles] I have to stay alert if I'm gonna play scrabble with you. Grams: This is not funny, Arthur. You've been hoarding your medication for weeks. Arthur-- Mr. Brooks: Please. [Sighs] I knew you'd understand. Grams: How could I possibly understand something like this? Mr. Brooks: Because you know that living without dignity is not living. Grams: Now, this is in god's hands, Arthur. There is a natural course of events. Mr. Brooks: [Sighs] as long as I can think for myself, I determine them. I mean, this doesn't belong in god's hands or in yours. It belongs in mine. Look, with all your faith, do you really want any less for yourself? Hmm? [She bends down and gives him a kiss on the cheek.] [Clears throat] good night. Grams: Good night, Arthur. [Scene: The Coffee House. Jack and Tobey come in and see a table with 2 guys sitting at it, as they wave over to them Jack realizes that they are a couple.] Toby: So, pick your poison. Regular or decaf? Jack: Can I talk to you? You didn't tell me we were meeting another couple. Toby: Uh, I--I--I didn't think it was important. Jack: Yeah. It kind of is, Tobey. It's Saturday night, late. You want me to meet your friends. I'm beginning to think this is more than just coffee to you. Is it? Toby: Actually, uh, I'd really like it if it were. Jack: The tutoring thing. You start that because of me? Toby: It--it's possible that maybe part of the reason... Well, a big part. I thought it was something that we could do together. Jack: So everything you said about being friends is-- was just a set-up to be with me. Toby: No. Jen said that if I wanted to get to know you I should try to be your friend, so I'm trying. That's all. Jack: Friends, yeah. That--that's fine... But I want to make something clear that there's not gonna be anything more, ever. Toby: Why not? Jack: Tobey, we don't click, and even if you wanted to change that, you--you couldn't. I mean, that's just the way it is. Look, I know this isn't gonna make you feel any better, but I really do wish we had something. [Sighs] I don't know-- I don't know if this is such a good idea for us to do this tutoring thing together. Toby: Jack, you're great at it. You've got to keep going. I'll, um, I'll find something else. Jack: Yeah. That--that's-- forget I said that. That--that's crazy. There's no reason for either one of us to--to quit... As long as you have no problem with us just being Toby: No. I'm fine. That's fine. Jack: I'll see you next Saturday. [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson comes into the house to find his mother sitting on the house half asleep.] Dawson: Waiting up for me? Gale: I'm a mother. That's what we do. [Sighs] Did you have a good time? Dawson: Uh...No. [Laughs] no. I didn't, actually. Figure I'll end up number 7 on the loser list. Gale: And what does that mean? Dawson: It means that... As much as I hate to admit it, I think you were right about Gretchen and me. Gale: No, honey. I'm not. I was wrong... And I have been sitting here all night long regretting what I said to you earlier. Like it or not, I'm gonna have to let my first baby go. Dawson: But I probably will get hurt. I mean, Gretchen's just got a lot more life experience than I do. Gale: All of her experiences make her the person that she is. Dawson: I know. Gale: Someone who is clearly crazy about you. That's why it's important to just see where it goes and not be afraid to put your heart at risk. That's the only way that you will ever find love... Again. [Knock on door] Gretchen: I hope it's not too late. Dawson: No. Come on in. Gretchen: Hi. Gale: Hi, Gretchen, and, uh, good night. I think I should get off to bed. Dawson: Good night, mom. Gale: Good night, honey.[Dawson goes back into the living room.] Uh, Gretchen. I don't know what happened tonight, but I hope we both agree that Dawson will never be number 7 on any list. [Gale goes up to bed and Gretchen joins Dawson in the living room.] Gretchen: If it makes you feel any better, as soon as I got to Dex's, I felt bad, and I had the cab bring me here instead. Dawson: Actually, it does. Gretchen: And the good part was that I got the uncensored new guy evaluation, and they were invariably wowed and impressed. Dawson: And the age thing didn't bother them? Gretchen: No, and even if it did, I don't really care what they think about your age. I mean, it doesn't bother me. Dawson: It bothers me... All right? There are things that I want to do with you, like take you to a little club, or order a bottle of wine at dinner. You know, go to a bar with your friends. I don't want to be some guy who's holding you back from what you want to do. Gretchen: I'm doing exactly what I wanna do. I'm with you. Dawson: Earlier tonight, you said that I would never be the kind of guy who would shred your heart. You're right. I would never intentionally hurt you, but... I can't be the nice guy that you date after a bad relationship because there's no risk involved. I need to know that I've made some sort of impression. Gretchen: It's already done. Dawson: Really? Gretchen: Oh, yeah. [They begin to kiss.] Dawson: So, when do I get to see lucky? Gretchen: [Laughs] We'll see. [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's place. Pacey and Joey are sitting on the couch talking.] Joey: So, in his own like-like way, he was just freaked out because she liked him back. Pacey: Well, that kind of freaks me out, too, though. Why on earth would she give him another chance? She seemed like a perfectly reasonable girl, you know? It kinda makes you wonder. Joey: [Laughs] yeah. Pacey: Sleeping with somebody you just met is totally reasonable. Well, you know, maybe it's a little rash, but to be perfectly honest, 2 people do something that they both want to do that's completely natural, I don't exactly think that's crazy. Joey: Unlike what we're doing? Pacey: What are you talking about? Joey: The thing that we don't talk about, Pace. We have a problem. Pacey: Yes, we do. I mean, it used to be this little problem that we could easily ignore, but by doing that, all we really did was make it bigger, and now, unfortunately, it's so damn big it's starting to obscure my view of you. Joey: So, basically you're saying that if I don't sleep with you soon, we're gonna break up, and it's gonna be all my fault? Pacey: No. No. Not at all. I'm agreeing with you. I'm saying that we have a problem, and this is something that we need to talk about. I'm not saying in any way that it is your fault somehow that we have-- Joey: Because it's not. I mean, we talked about this, Pacey, and--and you were fine with waiting. Pacey: I have been fine with waiting. I have been too scared to sleep with you too soon. I don't want to do anything that is gonna jeopardize the most amazing relationship that I've ever had. Jo, I am happy that you and I took the time to really fall in love with each other, but we're here now, Jo. This is 8 months and counting. So, I just--I-- I want... I need for you to know that if our relationship is not gonna be progressing onto that next level... It's not because of me. Joey: Pacey... I want you... I really do. Pacey: I need to know that. Joey: Know it. I don't really know what's wrong, but, um... I just keep holding back. I'm sorry, but I'm scared. Pacey: Well, good. Joey: What? Pacey: Do you think I'm not scared? I'm terrified, Jo. Joey: You are? Pacey: Yeah. Joey: [Laughs] so then, can we just be scared together? [Scene: Mr. Brooks' House. Dawson comes up to the door and begins to knock on it.] Dawson: Mr. Brooks. [Sighs, and goes inside] Dawson: Mr. Brooks. Mr. Brooks? Where is he? [He looks around the house and he goes into the living room to find Mr. Brooks unconscious on the floor.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x13 - Hopeless"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 414 - A Winter's Tale [Scene: Outside Capeside High. Students are getting ready to get on to a bus for the Senior Ski trip and Gretchen has just dropped off Joey and Pacey at the Bus.] Gretchen: Senior ski trip is a Capeside rite of passage, absolutely guaranteed to be chock-full of the cruel and unusual. Joey: Well, knowing our class, I highly doubt it. Gretchen: Well, let's just say when I went, somebody got pregnant, somebody got arrested, and this one girl's hair caught on fre. Pacey: Joey'll probably keep me out of jail and Lamaze, and I guess I'll watch out for your hair. Gretchen: Well, have fun. You've earned it. Pacey: Bye. Joey: Bye. Gretchen: Bye. Um...Joey? You might want to give Dawson a call sometime this weekend. With everything that's going on, I'm sure he'd appreciate it. Joey: Thank you. [Jen and Jack come walking to the bus carrying their bags.] Jen: You know, I really shouldn't even be going on this trip. With brooks the way he is, I should be back in the hospital with Grams. Jack: Dawson's with Grams. I mean, they'll take care of one another. Don't worry about it. You're gonna have some fun this weekend. Jen: Ha! Jack: That's what they'd want. Jen: Fun. That's not likely. Oh, come on, senior trips are notoriously awful. And as a rule of thumb, anything that you look forward to for too long is invariably a disappointment. Pacey: The eternal optimist speaks. Jen: I promise to make an effort, but... Pacey: Hey. Everything cool? Joey: Absolutely. Pacey: You know, this is exactly what we need. Joey: What do we need? Pacey: Well, it's good for people to get out of town. Joey: People like us? Pacey: Well, just... People who need to... Get out of town. Joey: Are we those types of people? Pacey: Well, I don't know. Do you think we're those types of people? [One of the boys on the bus opens the windows and shouts.] Boy: Everyone who plans on getting laid this weekend, get on board! [Shouting and cheering] [Commercial Break] [Scene: On the bus. Mr. Kasdan is doing roll call to make sure they are ready to leave for the trip.] Kasdan: roll call! Berger! Girl: Here. Kasdan: Brown! Boy: Here. Kasdan: Holmes. Jen: It just occurred to me... Not only do I have no desire to ski, I also haven't the faintest clue how. This could be a very dangerous weekend for me. Jack: Well, I could teach you a few things. Jen: [Chuckles] well, in that case, it could be a very dangerous weekend for both of us. Jack: Whether or not you choose to ski is irrelevant. You know, it's common knowledge that these senior trips are not really about what goes on during the day. Jen: Tch. You don't say! Kasdan: Potter! Joey: Um...Here. Kasdan: Price! Price! Penelope price! [From the seat behind them, Anna from last week calls out.] Anna: Here! Drue: Lucy, Ricky... We've gotta stop meetin' like this. Remember Anna? Anna: Hey, guys. [Up in the front seats, Jack and Jen are sitting together.] Jack: If sexual misadventures were an option for me, I'd be all over it... So to speak. Jen: One word: Tobey. Jack: Oh, god, Jen, come on. You're like a broken record. Jen: But I just don't understand. You still haven't given me one good reason. Uh... Is he--is he too cute? Is he-- is he too intelligent? Jack: No, no. It's just-- he's very...You know, he's very--he's Jen: blond? Jack: Not blond. He's gay. All right? He's very gay. It's just when it's that obvious... You know... It's a bit of a turnoff, that's all. Jen: How about...Too straight? Is too straight a turnoff? [Pacey and Joey turn around to look at Drue and Anna.] Pacey: You really think you're gonna get away with this? Drue: Please. By the time our absentminded professor notices the difference, we're gonna be halfway up the mountain. And, uh... You know what would really suck? [He leans over to Pacey.] Bein' the only guy not chalkin' one up this weekend. Right? [Scene: The Capeside Hospital. Grams is sitting in Mr. Brooks' room when Dawson comes in to join her.] Grams: Glad you came. Good to have some company. Dawson: So what do the doctors say? Grams: What can they say? More bad news delivered in even tones. He remains in a coma brought on by pills. The machines they've attached to him are keeping him with us, but...Even with all the best modern technology can offer... It's still cancer. Dawson: Doesn't make sense. I mean, he's... Well, look at him. He's stuck between dying and dad. Grams: You know, I was sitting here... Before you came in, trying to... Picture this whole thing through Arthur's eyes... Find the...Perfect biting last word... [Chuckles softly] watching the nurses and doctors come and go, taking blood, checking the monitors, but... At the end of the day, no matter what they do... It's in god's hands. [Scene: The Ski Resort. They are all getting off the bus and getting their luggage together. Joey grabs her enormous bags, while Pacey is carrying his grocery bag luggage. Joey is obviously overburdened with her luggage.] Pacey: Ok, missy self-reliance, please let me give you a hand. Joey: I carried it to the bus. I can carry 'em from the bus. Pacey: Oh, this is ridiculous. Come on. [Everyone gathers around Mr. Kasdan, as he prepares to tell everyone about the rooms.] Kasdan: Everyone! Purdon here is gonna be handing out the room keys. And before you get all excited, I want you to know the sleeping arrangements tonight are gonna be same sex. Also, all the keys to the mini-bar have been duly confiscated. [He hands the keys to his aid and turns to walk away.] Which way to that bar? [After he leaves. Drue walks over to his aide and grabs the container full of keys.] Drue: You look like you could use a little help there, Purdon. Joey and Pacey, one for you. It's got a king, comes with a roll-away in case things don't work out.[Throws a key to Pacey.] Jack. Jen. Obviously no sexual complications there. Any room should do. [Throws a key to Jack.] This one's mine. [Takes a key for himself, then gives the keys back to the aide.] That's for you. Good luck. Jack: Since when did obnoxiousness become an adequate substitute for wit? Jen: Ignore him. We're making an effort not to complain this weekend. We're just gonna have fun [Jen slips on the ice and falls down.] [Scene: Outside the Capeside Hospital. The doctor comes out to stop Dawson before he leaves.] Doctor: Mr. Leery. Dawson: Dr. Bronin. Doctor: There's something pressing I need to talk to you about. Dawson: Uh, about brooks? Doctor: Would--would you feel more comfortable in my office? Dawson: No. I'm fine. Doctor: Well, our files indicate that you signed what's called a health care proxy for Mr. Brooks. Is--is that correct? Dawson: Yeah. That was just so I could help him out with his medications. Doctor: Oh, I'm sure. Um...But the situation has changed, and given he has no immediate family, so have your responsibilities. Dawson: Meaning? Doctor: Dawson... Maybe you want to call your parents. [Scene: The Doctor's office. Mitch, gale and Grams have joined Dawson in the office with the Doctor. They are talking about the situations at hand.] Mitch: He signed the papers so that he could pick up the guy's medicine. Doctor: I know why he signed it. Gale: That piece of paper should not give a teenage boy the responsibility to decide when and how a man should die. Doctor: It is state law. Gale: It shouldn't be his choice. Doctor: You're right. It shouldn't be, Mrs. Leery, but it is. It's probably best if I leave for you to discuss this amongst yourselves. Dawson: What are the chances that he's gonna wake up before he dies? Doctor: I don't know. But trust me, even if I did, it would not make your decision any easier. I'm sorry. [The doctor leaves.] Mitch: Well, uh... I guess given the situation we're in here, it would seem to me the only humane thing to do Gale: Mitch. Mitch: Gale, I don't want to talk about it either, but here we are. Gale: Dawson, you don't have to make any decisions. Dawson: Mom, I do. But how do I know what's best? Mitch: You won't know, son. It's not that kind of choice. [Scene: Cuts of scenes of all the high school students having fun in the snow.] Boy: Run! Run! Run! [Everyone shouting] [Cut to inside Joey and Pacey's room. Where they are unpacking their stuff and Joey is visually cold.] Pacey: just like last summer. Minus the water and the hammocks. Joey: And the boat. Pacey: Yeah. That, too. But it does have the 2 most important ingredients-- you and I. I mean, just toss a "do not disturb" sign on the door and pretend like we're anchored off the coast of Joey: Greenland? It's freezing in here. Pacey: What do you say? A little junk food? A little television? Joey: In other words, just a... Typical Friday night in Capeside? Pacey: No, not a typical Friday night in Capeside. This place has way more channels. [Pacey turns on the TV and there is a soft-core prn movie playing on TV] Pacey: how do you suppose they got in that position? [Turns off TV] Pacey: come on, please tell me we can laugh about this now. Joey: Laugh about what? Pacey: Sex. Tell me that we can laugh about sex now, 'cause it seems to me that's the only rational thing to do. You can't enshrine it. You can't run from it 'cause it's everywhere. It's like food and water and air. Joey: Well, can't we just... Breathe something else? Pacey: You realize how ridiculous that sounds, right? Joey: Pace, it's just a weekend, and I really don't want to spend it like we spent the past week. Pacey: Which is how? Joey: Having this incredible tension between us every time we get within 3 feet of each other. Pacey: Well, I'm not feeling tense. I'm feeling relaxed. I'm on vacation, Jo. Joey: Really? Pacey: Yes, really. Joey: So we're in complete agreement here? Pacey: I don't know what we're agreeing about, but I'm sure we're in complete agreement about it. Joey: We're agreeing that this weekend does not have to be about sex. Pacey: This weekend doesn't have to be about sex. [Scene: Jen and Jack's Room. Jen is lying on the bed rubbing her sore ankle. While Jack is unpacking some of his stuff.] Jen: What if it needs to be amputated? Jack: You want to go find a doctor right now? Jen: No, 'cause it's probably just bruised. Jack: That's what I thought. You know what else? Jen: What? Jack: I'm not gonna let this interfere with our vacation in any way, because you and I are gonna have some serious fun, even if I have to carry you around on my shoulders for the next 3 days. Jen: Well, the fun's gonna start with you taking off my pants. I want to take a bath before dinner. [She gets ready to stand up.] Ow! Jack: Actually, I can't do that. Jen: Why? Jack: 'Cause you're a girl and I'm a boy, and, you know, there's, like, boundaries and rules. Jen: Jack, I hardly think they're gonna kick you off the team for helping me into the tub. Please? Jack: It's inappropriate. Jen: You know, you're gonna have to stop clinging to these ridiculous macho conventions about what is and is not appropriate. Ok, fine. Don't help. When I attach my wooden foot every morning for the rest of my life, I'm gonna remember this. Jack: Yeah. Well, whatever. [Jen begins to undo her shirt and pants.] Jack: Whoa! Yo, that's enough, right there. Jen: What? Jack: Would you want me taking my clothes off in front of you? [] Ok, that's withdrawn. Jen: Ooh! [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson is looking at scenes of his and Mr. Brooks' movie trying to figure out what shts to use, when Gretchen comes in carrying a basket.] Gretchen: Hungry? Dawson: Oh, hey. Uh, yeah. I'm just-- I'm kind of busy, actually. Gretchen: Well, you gotta eat sometime, right? Dawson: Uh, yeah. I'm looking for some clips to add to the final sequence. Gretchen: You've been over that movie at least a thousand times. Come on, Dawson. You've got a lot going on in your head right now. I think some cheese and crackers might help. Dawson: Ok. Please tell me that you only brought one kind of crcker, 'cause I honestly don't think I can handle any more decisions right now. [Dawson goes and sits down at the table, while Gretchen reaches across the table and holds his hand.] Dawson: [Groans] how did I end up here? I mean, one minute, I'm painting the guy's fence, the next... [Sighs] you know, I'm 17 years old. I should be on my senior class trip right now, making decisions like glasses or goggles. Who do I room with? Is it safe to ski with a hangover? Gretchen: Well, it's never very nice. Dawson: [Sighs] what's that? Gretchen: When adulthood encroaches on your life. Dawson: I wish I could appreciate this on some sort of philosophical level right now. Gretchen: I know, but nobody expects you to. Dawson: Who was the first family member that you knew who died? Gretchen: My grandpa. He was absolutely the sweetest and funniest man alive, and he passed away on my eighth birthday. You? Dawson: My grandfather died when I was 2, but I've never lost a family member I was close to... And that's what I don't understand. I've had so little experience with death. How could brooks have been so sure that I would do what he wanted? Gretchen: You have better judgment than anyone I know, Dawson-- probably better than anybody that brooks knew, and that's why he chose you. I don't think he saw how young you were and figured that you would be more likely to contribute to his end. I think he saw how old your heart is, and he knew that whatever choice you made, it would be the right one. [Scene: Outside a fancy restaurant. Joey and Pacey are looking in the window at the place, trying to decide where to eat.] Pacey: This looks kind of quaint. [Jack and Jen come walking up.] Jack: Make way for the cripple. Jen: It's just a bruise. You guys going to Grecco's? Jack: It's a pizza place. Suppose to be right up the street here, actually. Red-checkered tablecloths, high school prices. Joey: Sounds fun. You sure you're ok? Jen: Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just gonna put my best foot forward. Jack: After you. Joey: Thank you. [They start walking up the street, and Jen slips on the ice a second time and falls straight on her back.] [Scene: Inside Grecco's Pizza House. Anna is telling everyone at the table about her sex life, as Joey and Pacey sit across from her trying to ignore her. Drue is just egging her on.] Anna: Oh! So, then I was like, "no way! That is so not possible in a dodge neon." Drue: Oh, what's the matter, potter? No personal experiences to contribute on the girls-just-wanna-have-fun front? Joey: The amount of sexual pleasure the average teenage girl gets from the average teenage guy in some random keg party hook-up is negligible at best. Anna: Unless you're doing it with a man who knows what he's doing. Drue: See? I rest my case. Girls have it way easier than guys do, right? There's no performance anxiety, and once they decide to do it, all they have to do is ask. They should be the ones carrying the condoms around in their wallets. [Guys cheer] Drue: thank you. Joey: Not every guy walks around with a condom in his wallet, Drue. Anna: Well, there's only one way to find out. Guys, let's go. Wallet. [All the boys take out their wallets and remove their condoms. Pacey just looks down at the table.] Anna: Pacey, I don't see your wallet. I forgot it back at the lodge. [Scene: Out side the restaurant. Joey and Pacey are on their way back to their room, when Joey stops him.] Joey: Hey, Pace, why didn't you want to show your wallet in there? Pacey: I told you, it's back at the lodge. Joey: It's in your pocket. [He hands her his wallet and she opens it to find a condom inside it.] [Scene: The Chaplet at the hospital. Grams is in praying when Dawson walks in and takes a seat next to her.] Dawson: I don't know why I'm here. Grams: That's as good a reason as any. Dawson: Did you come here to pray? Grams: Oh, yes, and also for the quiet. Dawson: What do you pray for, when you do? Grams: It depends. I pray for those who I love, for those who are no longer with me. What about you? Dawson: I don't know. I haven't done it since I was a kid, and then it was, you know, more of a wish, something I wanted but couldn't say out loud. Grams: If you could say it out loud, what would you want? Dawson: That's the thing. I have no idea. I mean... Do I pray for him to make it, to sit up in his bed and tell us that we've all been here long enough and it's time to go home, or do I pray for him to die, to ease his suffering? And I keep looking for some kind of sign. You know, something to confirm my instincts. Grams: What do your instincts tell you? Dawson: To keep waiting. Grams: Then that's what we'll do... Together. [Scene: Outside the Ski Resort. There are people ice skating while Joey sits on a table just watching them and thinking, when Jack comes over to join her.] Jack: It is just me, or does this place have a real strong John Hughes eighties vibe? Joey: You mean the slightly tacky quality? Jack: Sort of. No. I mean that authentic Americana youth stuff. You know, ice skating, mini golf, arcades. Nostalgia for a time we never really experienced. Joey: You're right. I'm sorry. I just-- I guess I'm just in a funk. Jack: What's your problem? Joey: Sex. Sex is my problem. Sex is always my problem. I have so much conviction about waiting until the right moment, not feeling guilty or obligated, and I don't. Jack: Has it ever occurred to you that you might be so caught up in trying to find the right choice that you never really stopped to think about the possibility that there may not be a right choice or a wrong choice, just a bunch of choices? Joey: You're a real help. Jack: You don't need help. There's nothing to figure out here. It's only what you feel. Joey: Well, I feel fear. Jack: Well... The only really exciting things in life require more courage than we currently have. You know, deep breath and a leap. That kind of fear that you're talking about... Sometimes, it's how you know what's worthwhile. [Scene: Mr. Brooks' Hospital room. He is lying in bed on life support, while Dawson has fallen asleep sitting in a chair by the bed. Mr. Brooks' old friend (who took his girl) comes in, played by Andy Griffith.] Griffith: Well... You won, you old bastard. You get to see her first. [Dawson wakes up, and looks over at him and recognizes him.] What's the matter with you, kid? You look like you've seen a ghost. Dawson: You're Griffith: oh, not many people remember those old pictures, especially not young people. You must be Arthur's grandson. The doctor said Dawson: I--I'm-- I'm not his grandson, actually. I'm, uh, I'm just a fan. Griffith: Oh. Dawson: He said he hadn't spoken to you in Griffith: 40 years. He wrote me last month, said he'd been a fool, asked for forgiveness. Forgive him for what? The only person he ever hurt was himself. I thought about calling after she passed away-- my wife Ellie. I figured he'd be the only one who would understand. Dawson: What stopped you? Griffith: Oh, I realized how much greater his hurt would be than mine, how many oceans bigger. All the years I had with Ellie-- 3 children, a home, a good life. Still, all that time, he had that part of her soul you give your first love. When he goes, he'll be with her. I suppose that's the way it should have always been. Well... Good-bye, Arthur. Thanks for writing and for staying till I could say good-bye. Dawson: Wait a minute. Please, don't leave. I... I don't know what to do. I'm not qualified to decide when a man should die. Griffith: In a situation like this, son, all that's required is a little faith. Dawson: I don't have that. I don't even know what that is. Griffith: Faith is believing in something when common sense tells you not to. Miracle on 34th street. Arthur always believed that the best answers for life's questions could be found in the movies. Crazy idea, huh? Dawson: Not so crazy. Griffith: A kindred spirit. [Scene: Jack and Jen's room. Jen is sitting on the floor by the open refrigerator, with several empty tiny liquor bottles lying on the floor, when Jack comes in.] Jen: [Laughs] forgive me. I was in all kinds of discomfort, and in lieu of sedatives and painkillers, I sought refuge in the next best medicine. Jack: How'd you get the mini-bar open? Jen: [Giggles] you'd be amazed what a girl can do with a hair clip and a little bit of time. Jack: [Chuckles] I wish you could see how pathetic this looks. [Sighs] Jen: tired? Jack: No. Actually, I'm very, very awake. Jen: Me, too. Jack: Tell you what I am tired of, though. I'm tired of feeling so numbed. You know, I always play everything so safe and harmless. I want to be dangerous, you know? I want to do something reckless and stupid tonight. Jen: Like what? Jack: I don't know. Get wasted, get in a fight, something. Jen: Tell you what. Have a drink with me now, and I'll fight you later. Jack: Sounds good. So, you're the expert on wild abandon and risky business? Isn't there something you really want to do? Jen: Yes. Jack: What is it? Jen: I want to sit here with you. [Scene: Joey and Pacey's room. There is a knock on the door and Joey opens it to see Anna outside in a bikini top.] Anna: Sorry. Hope I'm not interrupting. I just wanted to remind you guys about the hot tubs. Joey: We get the picture. Anna: I just wasn't sure if it was clear. Joey: Crystal. Anna: Ok. Well, see ya. [Anna leaves and Joey closes the door.] Joey: No comment? Pacey: Not really. Joey: Really? Virtually topless female comes knocking on our door, asking if Pacey can come out to play, and you don't have any comment? Pacey: Well, no matter what I say, you're just gonna take it wrong. Joey: Ok. So, uh, keep me posted should you form any thoughts that you're willing to put on record. Pacey: Oh, god, I sure am glad we tabled that whole sex discussion. You know, we've been having such a relaxing weekend so far, I'd hate to ruin it with a bunch of passive- aggressive insinuations. Joey: I'm really sorry, Pace, that all of my hang-ups and neuroses are putting a crimp in your social life. You know what? Why don't you just go join your friend in the hot tub and feel free Pacey: and give you something to be really pissed off about, right? That's what you want, is it? Joey: No. She's what you want, isn't she? Someone who's a little bit more fun? A little bit more experienced? A little bit more eager to help to make this a truly memorable weekend? Pacey: I want you, Jo, but there's no sense in me arguing the point if you're so eager to refute it. Joey: Look, I don't-- I don't doubt that you want me, Pacey. I just-- I don't know why or for what reason. Pacey: Ok. Please, just stop right there. You and I both know that if I was in this relationship for sex and sex alone, I would not have lasted for 9 months. Joey: No. No, you wouldn't have. Pacey: Look, Jo, I refuse to feel guilty about this, because the fact of the matter is, it's not a bad thing when you want to sleep with somebody when you love 'em as much as I love you. Joey: But there is something wrong with not wanting to. Pacey: No. No. I just wish I knew what that something was. I mean, I know that you're scared. I get it. You tell me that you want to be scared together, but then, you won't tell me what you're scared of, and I think you know exactly what it is. You're just too afraid to say his name. Joey: Dawson? That is not fair, Pacey. You can't bring his name up every single time our relationship Pacey: ok. Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine. Look, look, look. I'll tell you what. Do you want to know what I'm scared of? 'Cause I'm not scared of whether or not we sleep together. If and when you and I decide to do that, it will be right. What I am scared of is that little piece of your heart that will always belong to Dawson leery. Ok? I'm scared of that piece of your heart that always envisioned your first time being with him. I'm scared of that part of you that just doesn't want it to be me. That's what I'm scared of. Joey: That's how you feel? Pacey: [Laughs] Joey: oh. Well, um... Well, if that's how you feel, then... Then why did you stay? Why stick around for 9 months if that's what you believe, Pacey? Pacey: I'm just a glutton for punishment, I guess. [He grabs his coat and leaves the room.] [Scene: Jack and Jen's Room. Jack and Jen are sitting in front of each other, in front of the fre, both really drunk.] Jen: Whoo! Yes. Jack: Ha. I'm a lousy drunk. Jen: Oh, baby, you're a great drunk. Jack: No. The great drunk becomes... Hysterically entertaining once inebriated. I become solemn and introspective. Jen: Hey, don't knock solid and introspective. Those can be 2 very sexy qualities. Jack: Sexy...Is the ability to have a little bit of fun... You know, lighten up. It's like you're always telling me Jack, you--you can't close yourself off to See, you-- you're a sexy drunk. possibilities. Jen: Ha ha ha! Jack: You are. You get brave and crazy. Jen: No, you're much braver than I am. Jack: No, I'm not. Jen: Yeah. Jack: I'm--I'm-- scared. Jen: What are you scared of? Jack: I'm, um... I'm scared that I'm gonna end up alone. I'm scared that I'm always gonna be somebody's friend or brother or confidante but never quite... Somebody's everything. Mostly I'm, uh... I'm scared that I'm never gonna find a guy... That I love as much as I love you. [Jack leans in and give Jen a kiss, then another and another.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Cut between Joey in her room, and Dawson in his bedroom talking on the phone to each other.] Joey: I'm really sorry, Dawson. Dawson: Yeah, me, too. You know what? I feel like I'm doing the right thing. That's the strangest part. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: I mean...At some point it...Ha... The whole thing just becomes too much for your brain to process, you know, and all you have to rely on is your heart and natural human instincts. And it's liberating. I mean, it's terrifying at first, but... I guess that's the point, isn't it? Joey: What's that? Dawson: If we weren't so afraid to let go, we wouldn't feel so free when we finally did. Joey: You make it sound so simple. Dawson: Ha. It's anything but that. But I think that's what brooks is waiting for. You know, even in his state, I think he was... He was waiting for his friend. Joey: To say good-bye? Dawson: Something like that. Joey: That can be really hard. Dawson: Yeah. [Long Pause] Dawson: Good-bye, Joey. Joey: Good night, Dawson. [Dawson hands up the phone and they both think about what they have just said.] [Scene: Outside by the hot tub. Pacey is walking by it, when Anna and a couple of her friends get out.] Anna: Hey, you! We were just getting out! Didn't think you'd make it. Pacey: I'm not making it, actually. I was just taking a walk. Anna: Hey, you look down. You know, since you were there for me in the not-so-distant past, it's only fair I reciprocate, right? [ Turns to her friends.] I'll catch up with you guys later. [Scene: Jen and Jack's Room. Jen and Jack are making out in front of the fireplace. Jack has his sweater off, and Jen's shirt is unbuttoned.] Jen: God, what are we doing? Jack: I don't know. Jen: We can't. We can't do this. Jack: Says who? Jen: Me. Um... I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Jack. You're drunk. You're drunk and lonely and... And gay. And as good as this seems right now, and, I mean, it does seem really, really good, it...Won't when the feelings pass. Jack: How do you know that the feelings will Jen: jack. Jack: My head is spinning. Jen: Tell you what... I'm gonna go get some ice and fix us a couple of tall glasses of water. Jack: Ahh, that sounds good. [Jen gets up and grabs the ice bucket.] Jack: Jen? Jen: Yeah. Jack: I'm sorry. [Scene: Mr. Brooks' Hospital room. The camera is focused on his heart monitor and it slows and then stops and the alarms go off. The doctor slowly goes over to it and turns it off, and Dawson just looks down at Mr. Brook's lifeless body. Gretchen, Mitch and Gale are there with him. The doctor leaves and then the others leave Dawson to be alone with Mr. Brooks.] Dawson: See you, Mr. Brooks. [Scene: Outside the Ski Resort. It is now night, and Jen comes out to empty the Ice bucket and spills some of the empty liquor bottles on the ground and Mr. Kasdan sees them ,and she quickly picks them up and puts them in the trash.] Kasdan: What...The...Hell? Jen: Ha... Um... Recycling. [She goes back to her room.] Night. [Mr. Kasdan just looks on shocked.] [Scene: In the common room at the Ski Resort. Anna and Pacey are sitting in front of the fre talking to each other.] Anna: Look, I know you're not ready to break up with her yet. That's ok. I get it. That doesn't bother me. But I think it would be a shame to waste this opportunity. Pacey: No, Anna, you obviously don't get it at all. This is not going to happen. Anna: I don't understand. It's just sex. It's not that big of a deal. We're all adults, so Pacey: [laughs] no, we're not adults. We're not even close to being adults, and it is that big a deal. I have someone that I want to be with for more than just one night. So...The thought of losing her or hurting her... It's not even a consideration. For me it's not about wanting to have sex. It's about wanting to share the most intimate thing that you can possibly share with someone... No matter how long you have to wait. So I'm really sorry if I gave you the wrong idea. [He gets up and turns to leave to see Joey standing behind them.] Joey: Hey. Pacey: Hey. How long have you been Joey: long enough to remember why it is that I love you. Why every part of me loves you. [She kisses him] Hey, Pace. Pacey: Yeah? Joey: You can still be upset. You can still be angry. You earned it. Pacey: I'm not angry with you. Joey: You are. It's ok. You have a right to be. You don't have to be perfect all the time. And me...I, uh... I don't have to be so afraid. [She kisses him again] Pacey: What do you say you and I go in there, lock the door, cuddle up together, and then I read you a story? Joey: Mmm... We didn't bring our book. Pacey: That's all right. I'll make one up. Joey: I like that idea. [Scene: Dawson's living room. Dawson is setting up the screen for his projector while Gretchen is helping him. Grams is sitting in a chair, while Mitch is sitting on the couch. Gale comes into the room carrying a large bowl of popcorn.] Gretchen: A little to the right. Gale: Popcorn. Grams: And what, may I ask, gave you the idea to do this? Dawson: Um...Actually, you did. You had mentioned to me that you'd never seen one of his films-- pictures. Grams: That would indeed be the case. Dawson: Well, not for long. Lights. [Gretchen turns off the lights] Dawson: I think... This is how he would have liked to be remembered. Grams: I think you're right. Let's have some popcorn. [The all sit down to watch the show. Gretchen sits down in front of Dawson and he leans over and wraps his arms around her and rests his chin on the top of her head. Mitch and Gale just look at him and admire the man he has become.] [Scene: Joey and Pacey's room. Joey is brushing her hair for bed in front of the mirror, when Pacey comes out of the bathroom.] Joey: Hey. Pacey: Hi. May I? Joey: Sure. [He takes the brush from her and begins brushing her hair.] Joey: Hey, Pace... Pacey: Mm-hmm? Joey: Do you--do you still have your wallet? Pacey: I thought we were done talking about that. Joey: We are. Pacey: Ok. [Pacey takes out his wallet and opens it up, and takes out the condom and hands it to her.] Pacey: [Laughs] you gonna throw it away? Joey: I wanna throw the wrapper away. Pacey: [Laughs] if this is about what I was Joey: Pacey... This is about how you carried my bag off the bus yesterday. This is about how... When we go to the movies and you go and you buy a popcorn you always make sure you bring back a napkin so I don't wipe all the grease on my jeans. And this is about how just last week when we were at miniature golf you took all of the shts first so I would know the correct path. Pacey: Well, that's just Joey: you taught me how to drive. And last year at prom... You knew that the bracelet I was wearing was my mom's. You kissed me first, sweetheart. The second time... [She removes his shirt] You counted to 10 before doing it again just in case I wanted to stop you. You bought me a wall. Pacey: [Ahem] I didn't buy it so much as I Joey: we were alone on a boat for 3 months and you understood without a word why I wasn't ready. Do you have to ask me now why I am? Pace. I'm gonna count to 10... And then I'm going to start kissing you. If you don't want me to... [She removes his under shirt] Then you're just gonna have to stop me. He leans in to kiss him] 10, my love. [They begin kissing and making out and slowly make their way over to the bed, and fade out.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x14 - A Winter Tale"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 415 - Four Stories [Scene: Outside the Ski Resort. Jack and Jen are walking up to the bus talking to each other while Mr. Kasdan is taking role of the people getting on the bus.] Jack: So we're, uh, we're ok with everything? Jen: Totally and completely. Jack: Awesome. Jen: Heh. But, what if we had gone through with it? What--what if I hadn't put a stop to our ill-conceived fumblings? What--what if I had gotten pregnant, we had to drop out of school senior year to raise our illegitimate love child? Jack: Well, uh, then there would come a day where we'd have to sit down and explain to our said love child that, uh, mommy and daddy can't have sex unless daddy's thinking about Ryan Philippe. Jen: Hey, I mean, don't think I wouldn't be thinking about him, too. [Jack and Jen put their bags in the bus and get ready to board the bus.] Kasdan: Jennifer Lindley. Are there any other delinquent acts you care to commit before we embark on our journey home? Jen: No, sir. No. So, uh, what's it gonna be? My punishment. Kasdan: Punishment is the wrong word, miss Lindley. What I have in mind for you may just be the chicken soup your soul has been so obviously crying out for. Jen: But, sir, I mean, they're only-- they're only like airplane[Jack grabs her arm and pulls her onto the bus] what?! [Drue comes walking up to the bus.] Kasdan: Kudos are in order, Mr. Valentine. Your tardy arrival has now put us off schedule entirely. Just exactly what part of "we leave at 6:30 A.M. Sharp" were you not listening to? Drue: That's great... Yeah. But, uh, before we continue this discussion, could we stop at a Starbucks please? Kasdan: Get on the bus, punk. And where are Joey potter and Pacey Witter? Probably off somewhere sucking face. Drue: Yeah, tell me about it. Kasdan: Yes, and now I have to go look for them, which is not on the schedule. [Drue looks to one of the windows and sees 2 people kissing on the bus.] Drue: Mr. Kasdan... Kasdan: Yes? [Drue points to the 2 people.] Drue: Looks like you were right. Kasdan: [Groans] Drue: it's disgusting, isn't it? [They board the bus and the 2 people pull apart and we see that it isn't actually Joey and Pacey.] [Scene: Joey wakes up wrapped in Pacey's arms and she rolls her head over to look at Pacey and he simply smiles at her and she return the smile. Scene fades to black.] [Opening Credits] About Last Night [Scene: At the Ski Resort. Pacey and Joey are standing in front of some vending machines and Pacey hands Joey a dollar for the machine.] Joey: I was thinking more along the lines of something that required silverware, pace. Pacey: Hey, bus tickets cost money, woman, and you had me pay for that impromptu call to Gretchen, so how does coffee and crackers sound? Joey: Lovely. Pacey: So... You tell Bessie? Joey: Tell Bessie what? Pacey: Does the word "duh" mean anything to you? About last night. Joey: What exactly was I supposed to say, pace? And if you say that I'm a woman now, I will projectile vomit on you. Pacey: Ok, fine. What about Gretchen? Joey: [Laughs] yeah. Uh, hey, Gretchen, sorry we missed the bus back. By the way, your brother deflowered me last night. Gotta go. I mean, do I really strike you as the type of person who enjoys discussing my boyfriend's sexual prowess with his siblings? Pacey: Ok, point taken, but... Let me just pose this hypothetical. Let's say that you were the type of person that enjoyed discussing your boyfriend's sexual prowess. What do you think you might say? Joey: About what? About the prowess? Pacey: Yeah. About the prowess. Joey: You know, just when I think you're the antithesis of the typical male, there you are, dragging your knuckles with the rest of the primates. Pacey: Well, you should never underestimate a primate's desire to hear about his abilities in the sack. Pop tart? [Scene: The Newsstand at the bus stop. Joey is reading a magazine when Pacey comes up to her holding his two hands in fists out in front of him.] Pacey: Pick one. [She picks his right hand, and he opens it and points to the other hand] Pacey: Pick the other one. [he opens his other hand and has some chocolate hearts in it.] Pacey: I know it's not the most equal of exchanges. You know, virginity for chocolate hearts, but I thought I should get you something. Just to commemorate the event. Joey: Wow, if I had known there were prizes involved, I would've asked for a car. I mean, nothing too expensive, just, you know, something to tool around in. Pacey: How about the Witter Wagoneer? Joey: The Witter Wagoneer? Do I look like some two-bit floozy to you? Pacey: No, you don't. Joey: No? Pacey: No. To tell you the truth, I don't think you've ever looked more beautiful. Joey: You're easy, 'cause I didn't even get a chance to shower this morning. [She kisses him] Pacey: Whoa, apparently you didn't get a chance to brush your teeth, either. Joey: This from the "morning breath" monster himself. Pacey: Oh, man, I could do this. Joey: What? Pacey: This-- the back and forth, the sweetness and the sarcasm. I could do this for the rest of my life, you know? With you as my partner in irreverence. Joey: Well, have you ever stopped to think that maybe you're just the first of many, pace? Pacey: Oh. Well, in that case, I guess I just have to be satisfied with being the Neil Armstrong of the bunch. [Scene: A couch at the Ski Resort. Pacey and Joey are sitting on the couch and look over to see a young couple passionately kissing each other, and look back to each other and smile.] Pacey: So, typically when couples engage in the sort of activity that we engaged in last night, there is some sort of morning-after discussion. Joey: About what? Pacey: Well, it's a bit like a post-game wrap-up. Joey: I see. You want to know if you were any good. Pacey: Well, I'd really rather know if it was good for you. Joey: Of course. You being Pacey Witter, friend to women and all. Pacey: Precisely. Joey: It was very nice. Pacey: Nice? Joey: Yes. Pacey: [Clears throat] just "nice," huh? Joey: What's wrong with "nice?" Pacey: There's nothing wrong with "nice." I mean, there's nothing wrong with "great," either. Hell, there's nothing particularly offensive with "mind-blwing" or "transcendent." Joey: Sorry, pace, I left my thesaurus at home. I didn't know I was going to get yelled at for my vocabulary. Pacey: I'm not too worried about your vocabulary. Joey: You know, maybe "nice" means everything to me, Pacey. Maybe "nice" is all a girl can manage the morning after her first time, because, as you know, it's not something I've ever experienced before. So I can't really sit here and honestly say that something is "great" or "mind-blwing" or "transcendent" if I have nothing to compare it to. Pacey: Because there are certain... Benchmarks in the sexual experience. Joey: What do you mean? Pacey: There are certain things that happen or don't happen over the course of the evening that Joey: Are you asking me if I Pacey: Yes! Joey: Can we please not talk about that? Pacey: Why? Joey: Because it's not important. Pacey: Ok, it might not be important to you, but it's really important to me. Joey: This isn't all about you, you know. You think you're feeling insecure?! Do you have any idea what it's like to be me this morning? Pacey: I don't understand. Joey: Of course you don't. Pacey: Well, maybe you'd like to enlighten me, then. Joey: Did you ever stop and think that maybe I might be wondering how I measure up? How I fit into the picture that includes not only one but 2 prior sexual relationships, both of which meant a great deal to you? Pacey: I didn't even know girls thought like that. Joey: Does the word "duh" mean anything? Pacey: Jo, you were great. Joey: Great? Pacey: Yes, great. Which is a hell of a lot better than "nice," let me tell you. Joey: And completely beside the point. Pacey: Jo, you were great. You were fantastic. You were every glowing adjective under the sun. I want to run out and tell the entire world what I did last night and who I did it with. Joey: You're not really planning on doing that, are you? Pacey: Well, no, but Joey: Good. Pacey: Why is that good? Joey: Because it's private, and I really want to keep it that way. I really don't want the whole world to know about our sex life. Pacey: Mmm. I think I get it. By "the whole world," what you really mean is Dawson. Joey: Why does it have to be about that? Why can't it just be the fact that I don't want to hurt him any more than I already have? Pacey: I don't want to hurt him, either. Ok? I don't. But I do want to be able to have sex with my girlfriend, whom I adore, without having to worry about the soap operatic repercussions of him finding out. Let me ask you one question, Jo. What would you say to him? You know, if he were here right now and he asked you, what would you tell him? Joey: Well, I would have to tell him the truth. Pacey: And you'd do that? Joey: Yes. Absolutely. [There is a big pause] Pacey: Wanna know something funny? You haven't touched me. Joey: What? Pacey: You haven't touched me all morning. And here I was thinking that sex brought people closer together. [Joey gets up and leaves, as the couple who were kissing watch her go and then look back and give Pacey a dirty look.] [Scene: Outside the Ski Resort. Joey is sitting on the deck with tears in her eyes when Pacey comes out and sits down next to her.] Joey: You wanna know why it was so nice, Pacey? You probably don't even remember, but... There was this thing. There you were, above me, and you--you brushed my hair over my forehead... And it felt really nice. Made me feel safe. Like no matter what, you were gonna be there and you were gonna protect me. Years from now, when I look back, I'm really not gonna remember the clumsy positioning or the morning-after awkwardness or whether or not the experience itself met the textbook definition of great sex. I'm gonna remember how sweet you were. How you took me to this brand new place. Pace, I'm glad I had sex. And I'm really glad that I had sex with you. But now, I really just kinda wanna go home. So we can do it again. [Commercial Break] The Big Picture [Scene: Mr. Brooks' house. Dawson and Gretchen pull up the to house in Gretchen's car, while Dawson is driving. Gretchen looks over to Dawson and gives him a kiss.] Gretchen: It's gonna get better. I promise. So, what does grams want, anyway? Dawson: I don't know. She told me to meet her here after the funeral. She said she'd be in the garage. [They get out of the car and go into the garage to find Grams there holding a gn.] Grams: Heh. Prop from one of Arthur's pictures. Maybe I could use this to keep my granddaughter in line. Dawson: I had no idea he kept all this stuff. Grams: Oh, he collected all this over the years. Sought it out, piece by piece. You know, no matter what he might have said, Arthur was fiercely proud of what he accomplished in his career. It was a lovely service, wasn't it? Dawson: Yeah, quite a turn-out, too. Gretchen: It was a lovely service, Mrs. Ryan. How can we help? Grams: Arthur mentioned he didn't want this stuff just collecting dust. I thought we might donate it somewhere. If you have any suggestions, Dawson... Dawson: What's the point? Nobody knows he existed. Grams: Well, maybe there's something here you would like, something to remember him by. [Dawson storms out of the garage and Gretchen is about to follow after him, when Grams stops her.] Grams: No, l-let me. [Scene: Outside the Garage. Grams comes out to join Dawson who is just looking out into the horizon.] Grams: I'm sorry, Dawson. I know this can't be easy for you. Dawson: Oh, it's not, but that doesn't give me any right to be rude. I'm sorry. I apologize. Grams: Oh, there's no need. Everyone deals with death in his own way. Some cry, some pray, some get angry at the world. There is no right or wrong. Dawson: Why would you want to be here today? It's completely morbid. Why would anybody want to subject themselves to this? Grams: Dawson, you and I have lost a very dear friend, and the pain of that loss isn't going to just disappear any time soon. It will pass, slowly, at its own pace, and there's precious little you or I can do about it. You know, if there's anything I've learned at my somewhat advanced age, it's the importance of closure in the grieving process. Dawson: I don't think it's the lack of closure that's bothering me. Grams: Hmm...What is it, then? Dawson: I don't know. Grams: Maybe you should spend some time with him, with his space, with his things... Find a way to say good-bye. Maybe that will help you figure things out. [Grams leaves and Dawson goes back towards the garage.] [Scene: Inside the Garage. Gretchen is going through a box and pulls out a script inside and waves over to Dawson to join her.] Gretchen: Look what I found. Dawson: Delia and George by Arthur brooks? This looks like a screenplay. No, it's not. It's a play, actually. It says 1949. He was my age when he wrote this. [She looks over his shoulder and reads from the script.] Gretchen: "I'm hopping mad at you, George." Come on. It'll be fun. Dawson: "Whatever for, dear?" Gretchen: "Because I find you to be a rather irritating fellow." Dawson: "Well, is there anything I can do to make it better?" Gretchen: "You might go jump in that lake over there." Dawson: "But that would ruin my suit." Gretchen: "Which would be a fitting punishment." Dawson: "For loving a skirt like you?" Gretchen: "Funny, I thought I was a dame." Dawson: "No, my dear, you're a skirt. Most definitely a skirt." [Gretchen places her hands on either side of Dawson's face and plants a huge kiss on him.] Gretchen: Sorry. It was in the script. Dawson: Damn. I thought you were improvising. Gretchen: That was sweet. Brooks was sweet. Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, he was. Once upon a time, before he gave up. 5 people showed up at his funeral. 5--you, me, my parents, and grams, which means that 3 of the people barely knew him. I mean, just think if I hadn't crashed his boat, nobody would have shown up. I'm sorry, I find that...Pathetic. Gretchen: I don't think Mr. Brooks needs your pity, Dawson. I mean, this is a guy who saw his wildest dreams come true. That's a hell of a lot more than most of us get. Dawson: Yeah, and this what he has to show for it? Gretchen: What do you mean? Dawson: Look around you. This is it. This--this--I mean, this is an entire life. It all comes down to this. Stuff. Stuff! A garage full of stuff. Gretchen: Now you're starting to sound like him. Dawson: Yeah, which is exactly what scares me, because at some point he just decided it was easier to stop caring. And he did, and by the time he woke up, it was too late. What's to prevent any of us from ending up like that? Gretchen: That's not you, Dawson. That would never be you. Dawson: You don't know that. I mean, h-how can you be sure? I mean, I lost the girl just like he did. Gretchen: Yeah, and you picked yourself up, you dusted yourself off, and you took a chance. Look, so what if he screwed up, you know? So what if he was a coward for more years than he was a hero? In the end, he got it right. Do you know when I realized that my feelings for you were more than platonic? It was that stupid movie. Dawson: What movie? Gretchen: The one we watched in your room that night. Dawson: Turn away, my sweet. Gretchen: Watching you watch that movie, seeing you come alive in a way I've never seen you before. I mean, in that moment I just knew I wanted to be a part of your life in this bigger and better way. And in some weird way, Dawson, Mr. Brooks brought us together. [Dawson just stares at her for a minute.] Dawson: I like you. Gretchen: Oh, god. Why? Dawson: Because you're smart and you're funny and you always know what to say to make me feel better. You're beautiful. You're beautiful in a way that makes me remember those old-time movie stars. You know, like the ones in brooks' movies? You know, all style and grace. Plus, you smell good. Gretchen: I do? Dawson: Yeah, not like in a perfumey way, but in a really "pretty girl" kind of way. Gretchen: You have no idea what you're doing, do you? Dawson: No... Gretchen: Good. Keep it that way. 'Cause the second you become aware of just how charming you are, you're gonna use your powers for evil. Dawson: Gretchen, would you-- would you mind terribly Gretchen: you wanna be alone. Dawson: How'd you know? Gretchen: 'Cause I'm an awesome girlfriend. Dawson: Make that an awesome skirt. Gretchen: I like that. [She gives him a kiss] Gretchen: I'll be outside. Dawson: Ok. Gretchen: Just do me a favor. Dawson: What? Gretchen: When you remember brooks, remember that great big thumping heart of his. Remember how sweet he was to grams. Remember how, when he saw us under the mistletoe, he told you to "quit flirting and kiss her already." Remember that guy, Dawson. [Gretchen leaves, and Dawson begins to go through some of the stuff, heading to the upstairs of the garage and finds a box of poster. He pulls one of the posters out and opens it to see it is a movie poster for Turn Away, My Sweet. He is looking fondly at it when a voice startles him. ] Man: Dawson? Dawson leery? [Dawson looks down to see a man there holding a brief case.] Dawson: Uh, can I help you? Man: Oh, I'm sorry to bother you, but the young lady outside told me I could find you in here. I'm Patrick Felker. I'm handling the Arthur brooks estate. Dawson: Oh. Uh... Nice to meet you. Man: My pleasure. Um, I was hoping that you'd come by my office this afternoon. Dawson: What for? Man: It's regarding Mr. Brooks' will. Dawson: His will? What does that have to do with me? Man: Well, I'll tell you what. Why don't you drop by and we'll talk. Dawson: Ok. Man: So, who was this guy, anyway? Dawson: What do you mean? Man: I don't know, um... Was he some kind of movie star or something? Dawson: No, he was a, uh...He was a pain in the ass. He was a grumpy, misanthropic, smarter-than-thou pain in the ass. Barely a kind word for anybody who ever crossed his path. But, uh, he was A... He was a friend of mine, and I'm gonna miss him. Man: Yeah, well... This afternoon, then. Dawson: Ok. [Commercial Break] Excess Baggage [Scene: A profession office building. Jen walks into the building and gets inside and walks up to a closed door. She sees a buzzer on the shelf next to the door and buzzes it, when there is no answer she buzzes it again and again. Suddenly the door opens and bumps into her.] Jen: Oh! Ooh. Hi. Tom: Jennifer? Jen: Yes. Jen. Tom: Tom frost. Nice to meet you. Jen: Oh. Yeah. Tom: I apologize for the mess. [The place is spotless] Jen: Yeah, you might want to work on it. Tom: Have a seat. [Jen looks around at all the chairs and simply shrugs her shoulders.] I take it you've never been in therapy. Jen: Mm-hmm, you take it right. Which is actually quite surprising, given my sordid history and all, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. [Jen goes to sit down but suddenly jumps up.] Oh, this is weird. Ha ha ha. [She begins pacing around the room.] Jen: [Sighs] Tom: so how are you today? Jen: Fine. Anything else you'd like to know? Tom: Why don't we talk about why you're here? Jen: Ha! Do we have to? Tom: Why do you think you need to be here? Jen: Actually I don't think I need to be here. Tom: Then why are you? Jen: Come on. I'm sure that they told you. Tom: Well, from what I understand, there have been some disciplinary issues. Jen: Mmm. All right. See, I was on this ski trip, and a teacher caught me throwing away empty liquor bottles. Tom: So you were drinking? Jen: Yeah. Is that bad? Tom: Depends why you were doing it. Jen: See, here's the thing. I had just been through this really big ordeal with my best friend jack. We'd almost slept together, but I had the presence of mind to put the kibosh on it, which is good, 'cause he's a hm-- he's a hm, which is... Ha ha ha. That's not healthy-- not the homsex-- not him being a hm, but sleeping with a hm-- I keep saying hm. I sound like my grandmother. Gay. Gay. Gay. You could be gay. Are you gay? Tom: Is that important to you? Jen: Ha. Just making conversation. Tom: Back to the drinking. Why do you think you drink? Jen: Well, I don't usually. Tom: But you do sometimes? Jen: Yeah, sure, sometimes. Not like I'm an alcoholic. Tom: But you like to drink? Jen: Yeah, who doesn't? [Tom starts to take a note down.] Ok, what are you writing? Tom: I'm taking notes. Jen: Oh. Do I get a copy? Tom: No. Jen: So how long do these things go for? Tom: 50 minutes. Jen: 50 minutes, give or take? Tom: No, 50 minutes precisely. Jen: What happens if we dig up some real juicy stuff? Tom: That's what next week is for. Jen: Excuse me, but that seems kind of cold. I wonder what it is you do with those extra 10 minutes. Tom: I take a break, rest up for the next patient. Jen: Wait a minute. You rest? Well, excuse me, but you don't seem to be exerting yourself that much. Where'd you go to school? Tom: Why is that important to you? Jen: Well, it's not. Really, actually, it's not really important to me at all. I'm just curious. High school senior. College on the brain. You don't want to answer... It's fine with me. [She looks over and sees his diploma on the wall.] Ooh, Boston! You know, I think that's kind of crooked. Why don't I fix it for you? I don't want you breakin' out in no rash. [She goes to adjust the picture and it begins to fall.] Jen: Oh, my god! Oh, sht! [Crash] oh, my god, I'm so sorry. Tom: It's ok. It's ok, Jennifer. I'll take care of it later. Please, leave it. Jen: Really, I really apologize. Tom: Leave it. [He stops Jen from cleaning up the mess.] Jen: You know, you're-- you're a lot younger than I thought you would be. How--how old are you? Ugh! I know. Why is it important to me? Forget I asked. Tom: Why don't we talk about your parents? Jen: Oh, yeah, um... Well, I was a bit of a wild child, so my parents, they shipped me off to live with my grandmother. Tom: How's that been for you? Jen: Fine. Fine, but crappy. Ha ha ha. But I'm over it, honestly. I've dealt with this stuff, and so my parents are less than perfect. What am I going to do? I've got my grandmother and my friends. They help me through all the rough spots. Hmm. You know what? I'm going to be perfectly honest with you. I don't think that I'm the kind of person that benefits from therapy. I feel as though I'm relatively self-aware. Tom: Yes, well, teenagers often confuse knowledge with wisdom. Jen: Ha. Well, what's that supposed to mean? Tom: What do you think it means? Jen: I think it means that you think I'm stupid. Tom: Is that what you heard me say? Jen: Yeah, pretty much. Tom: Well, I'm sorry if you feel like I've offended you. Jen: Whatever. [Tom looks from his note pad up to the clock and back down again.] Jen: Busted. Tom: Excuse me? Jen: I just saw you look at the clock. Am I boring you? Tom: Of course not. Jen: Oh, 'cause if I'm boring you, you should really let me know. [Sighs] you know what? This is not going to work. This is not going to work out. Tom: What do you mean? Jen: I mean that we're not a very good match for each other. You're not a very warm person. Tom: Is that the kind of relationship you expect from your therapist? Jen: Well, I don't know if you've noticed or not, but what we're trying to do here is based around talking, and--and you're not very easy to talk to. Tom: Well, perhaps that's something we need to work on. Jen: No, perhaps that's something that you should work on. Tom: Perhaps. Jen: Uh--well--wow! A victory! Tom: Is that important to you? To win? Jen: I knew that was coming. Tom: You didn't answer my question. Jen: Well, because there's just another, more irritating one looming on the horizon. [Tom goes over to his desk and sits down.] Tom: You should go. Jen: And I'd like to, but I can't. Tom: Of course, you can. I'll tell your school that you fulfilled the requirement. Jen: Really? You're-- you're going to do that? Tom: Absolutely. Jen: All right then. [She grabs her bag and coat.] Tom: It was good to meet you, Jennifer. Jen: Nice meeting you, too. [She goes and opens the door to leave, and stops before going through the door.] Jen: Ok, I'm just going to ask. Ha. Am I totally screwed up? Tom: It's probably too early for me to guess. Jen: Take care. Tom: But were I to hazard one, I'd say that the smart, sarcastic exterior masks a scared, lonely young woman who's relationship with her parents has scarred her in ways she hasn't even gn to process. She has a hard time trusting people-- men, especially, and who can blame her? When parental ties are severed early on like that, it can send a young person searching for love and acceptance in a variety of destructive ways, which may explain your relationship with drugs, alcohol, and a best friend whose sexuality prevents him from ever fully returning your affections. But all that is really just dime store psychobabble. Truth is, we don't really know why you're here yet. But I would love to help you find out. [She closes the door again and comes back into the room.] Jen: You got me for the hour. I'm not promising anything. [She sits down in the chair.] And don't think I didn't catch that whole none-too-subtle reverse psychology thing you just pulled. Tom: Why don't we start with your friends? Jen: Ok. Friends. Um... Well, I guess it really just started about 2 years ago. Um, it was the day before my first day of my hm year, and I'd just moved from New York City and, um... I don't know, I got out of the cabin and there they were. They were right in the middle of making this movie. This costume had things on it and Dawson, I had the biggest crush on the guy, like... [Commercial Break] Seems Like Old Times [Scene: Outside the movie house. Dawson is waiting to get into the movie, when Joey comes walking by.] Joey: Dawson? Dawson: Joey. Joey: What are you doing here? Dawson: Uh, I just kind of felt like getting lost in a crowd, I guess. What about you? Joey: I guess I had the same impulse. Look, I'm so sorry about everything. Dawson: Yeah, thanks. These past few days have sucked in ways I didn't know were possible. But, hey, how was the ski trip? Joey: Oh, uh, you know, it was fine. Dawson: Did I miss anything exciting? Joey: Uh... Jen bruised her foot. Dawson: Ah, well, as brooks was fond of saying, "I'll alert the media." You and Pacey have fun? Joey: Yeah. Like I said, you know, everything was fine. Dawson: Good. Joey: Mm-hmm. Dawson: Good. Um... Shall we? Joey: Dawson? Dawson: Yeah? What? Joey: Never mind. Dawson: No. What were you going to say? Joey: Would you rather maybe go someplace and talk? Dawson: Yeah. I would like that. Joey: Me, too. [Scene: At a local diner. Joey and Dawson are sitting across from each other at one of the booths talking.] Dawson: Can I tell you something? It's not exactly a secret, but I haven't told anybody yet. Joey: Of course. Dawson: Mr. Brooks put me in his will. Joey: Really? Dawson: Mm-hmm. Joey: Does that mean Dawson: That he left me money? Yeah. Joey: You're kidding me. Dawson: I could not be kidding you less. Joey: What are you gonna do with it? Dawson: Apparently, I have to do something great with it. The proviso in his will reads, and I quote, "Mr. Leery, this is the money "with which one achieves greatness, "so don't go bl*wing it on women and booze. "But should that be your choice, make sure it's great women and great booze." Joey: Well, no pressure there. Dawson: I guess I could... Pay my entire college tuition. Joey: You could make a movie. Dawson: Yeah, I could. Wow. It feels weird thinking about how I'd spend it, though. It'd be one thing if I'd won the lottery. This is... Joey: I understand. [Dawson just is staring at her smiling.] What? Dawson: You seem different. Joey: I do? Dawson: Yeah. You look different, too. Is it your hair or something? Joey: No. Dawson: No. It's not bad different. It's good different. It's just...I don't know. [Joey just smiles awkwardly and turns to look out the window for a second.] Joey: You wanna get out of here? Dawson: Sure. [Scene: The swing sets where Dawson and Joey had their second kiss. Joey and Dawson are sitting in the swings talking to each other.] Joey: The last time we were here... Dawson: Was a very different time. Joey: And to think we thought things were complicated then. Dawson: [Laughs] Oh, boy. Little did we know, huh? Joey: Dawson, I'm really sorry. Dawson: Jo, it's ok. I've... I've dealt with it from every conceivable angle. Joey: No. Not about that. Um... I should've been there for you this weekend. Dawson: It's ok. Please, don't worry about it. Really. Joey: Dawson. You've been in hell the last 3 days, and I should have been there giving you everything that you've given me. Where was I? It's just, uh... I've made some... Some big choices and some big decisions, and sometimes I feel like I'm gonna wake up one day and realize that all there ever really was was friendship. And if I wasn't any good at that, then...Where does that leave me? Dawson: Jo, you're not a bad friend. I don't get to say it much anymore, but... You're my best friend. You always were. No matter where you are, no matter where your life may take you, and no matter who you're with... Joey: You'll always have a piece of my heart. Dawson: Something like that. Joey: Yeah. Doesn't have to be a huge piece. Dawson: No, no, no, no. Not a huge piece. Just enough. You know, tiny piece. [Scene: Several scenes of Joey and Dawson walking with each other sharing some fun moments together. They walk around a corner to run into a lady walking several dogs on leashes and one them come loose.] Dawson: Oh. You lost one of your dogs. Hold on. Excuse me. Excuse me. Miss. [Joey picks up the dog and brings it to the lady.] Dawson: Wasn't that funny? [They come walking out of a coffee house, and Dawson takes a drink of his coffee and pulls it from his face.] Dawson: Joey, this is your coffee. More sugar, with a little bit of coffee mixed in. [Back to the movie house. It is closing up for the night and the light go out. Dawson turns back to Joey.] Dawson: Well, I, uh... I guess this is good night. It may sound silly, but... Thank you for a lovely night. Joey: Yeah. We'll have to do it again sometime. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Good night. Dawson: Good night, Jo. Joey: Dawson Dawson: Joeyyou first. Joey: No. You first. Dawson: [Sighs] did something happen on the ski trip? Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: Well, I have this feeling-- kind of unshakable feeling-- that, uh, something happened. It's just a feeling. And you don't have to answer me if you don't want to, but... Joey: What are you asking me? Dawson: I'm asking you if you slept with Pacey. Joey: It's kind of personal, don't you think? Dawson: I think it's really personal. Joey: I mean, what if... What if I was to stand here and ask you if you've slept with Gretchen. Dawson: The answer would be no. But you're right. It's very personal and it's none of my business and I apologize. I'm sorry. Ok. I, uh... You know, Jo, I guess I just-- I want you to know that I'm not holding you to anything that we might have said in the past. Ok? I mean... I want you to live your life and be happy and enjoy everything that goes along with that. And--and... I know that sometimes you make a promise and you mean it at the time, but then life gets in the way and it makes it impossible to keep. Joey: A couple of years ago, if someone were to tell me that we'd be standing here having this conversation, I would have referred them to the nearest asylum. But things aren't exactly turning out the way that I necessarily thought they would. A couple of years ago, if you would've asked me who the first person I was going to have sex with was, I would've answered unequivocally... Dawson leery, that's who. And the possibility of sleeping with anybody else never even occurred to me. Especially not Pacey. Dawson: So what are you saying, Jo? Joey: No. I have not slept with Pacey. Dawson: You-- oh. Uh... Oh. I'm sorry. That was a sigh of relief you just heard. I... Um... Joey: Ah, well, good night. Dawson: Good night, Jo. [She walks away and Dawson watches her go with a relieved look on his face.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x15 - Four Stories"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 416 - Mind Games [Scene: Capeside High School Cafeteria. Joey and Pacey are sitting next to each other at one of the table holding hands talking.] Pacey: I got it. We check ourselves into the b and b, we use assumed names, Bessie's none the wiser, and we finally get to spend an entire night together for the first time in 2 weeks. What do you say? Joey: There are no vacancies. There's some... Winter arts festival over on Wellfleet. Pacey: Well, what do you think about you and me, the boiler room, right now? Joey: No. Pacey... Pacey: You considered that, didn't you? You did. I saw it in your eyes. You, Josephine potter, actually considered skipping A.P. Bio and engaging in illicit sexual activities with your boyfriend... On school grounds, no less. Naughty girl. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk. Joey: Well, it is second semester senior year. I guess these grades don't really count for anything. [Drue comes into the cafeteria and grabs a chair and stands up on it.] Drue: Clearing through here. People, coming through. Excuse me. [Sees Joey and Pacey kissing.] Ok, the two of you need to break that up or charge admission. Everyone, everyone, can I have a little attention here, please? A little attention. As most of you know, voting ended yesterday in the hotly contested Capeside high class of 2001 senior polls. And right here, I have, in my hand, fully certified for publication in this year's yearbook, results of said election. Now, uh, I can see that you're all dying of curiosity. But... Before we get to all that "most likely to eke out a miserable and mind-numbing existence on the edge of suburbia" crap, I just thought we'd start with class couple. You know, it's not much of a contest here, folks. Yes, it's those 2 people so in love they make the rest of us want to puke on a daily basis... Joey potter... And Dawson leery. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Capeside High hallway. Joey throws Drue up against the wall and grabs the lapels of his jacket, while Pacey sits back and watches.] Drue: Ok. Now, how is this a fair fight? What do you want me to do, ht her back? She's a girl. Joey: Sucks, doesn't it? One of the few cultural advantages of being female. Pacey: Well, you seem to have this situation firmly in hand. I think I'm gonna skedaddle off to class, ok? Joey: Bye. [Pacey leaves the two of them.] Drue: Hey, thanks for your help, pal. Remind me to tell him about the dimpled chads for him and some ms. Jacobs chick. Whoa! Hey. Chill. Have you no sense of humor about this? I mean, personally, I think it's kind of funny that a majority of our classmates still care so much after all this time. I mean, you and Dawson went out for what? About as long as the spice girls were popular? Joey: Please. Majority, my ass, Drue. It's obvious you rigged this thing. Drue: Ok. I see. Uh, did you vote? Joey: Did I vote? No, of course not. Most popular, best-looking. Who cares? Drue: Obviously, you do. Joey: You know what? This isn't a joke. This is my life, ok? And Dawson and I are not a couple. We're not anything resembling a couple. We're just friends. And you know what? It's taken us a long time to get back to that place, and I refuse to let you hurt him or Pacey by dredging up the past. So, I suggest that you fix this [Dawson comes walking up to them.] Drue: Oh, look. It's your friend, Dawson. Dawson: Hey, is this mugging by invitation only? Joey: You want to tell him, or should I? Dawson: About your latest pathetic attempt at a practical joke? I heard. Joey: And? Dawson: Pretty funny, actually. Joey: You think this is funny? Dawson: How could it be anything else? It's so patently absurd. How can we be class couple if we're not even a couple? We're just friends. Drue: That word again. Friends Dawson: He's just trying to get a rise out of us, Jo, and we're late for fifth period. [Drue takes this opportunity to escape from Joey.] Drue: Later, kids. [Scene: The Leery fish house. Gretchen is working behind the bar, while Pacey is sitting at it trying to talk to his sister.] Gretchen: You want me to go drinking with Doug? Pacey: Yeah. Why not? It would be fun, you know? And you don't have to feel like you gotta be home at any specific time just 'cause of me. In fact, you know, you could crash on Doug's couch if you wanted. Gretchen: You know, I'm beginning to see where you're going with this. Pacey: Going? I'm not going anywhere with this. Drinking and driving is a big no-no. And that couch is primo. That thing is goose-down. You'll sleep like a baby. Gretchen: You did it, didn't you? You and Joey. Pacey: What? No. Heh heh heh. I didn't say that. Gretchen: You didn't have to. You did it, and now you want to do it again, which is why you're asking me to stay the night at Doug's and why you've been in such a good mood ever since you got back from the ski trip. Pacey: Yeah. Is there some law that says Pacey can't be in good mood? I just want you and Dougie to reconnect Gretchen: I can't believe I didn't notice this before. You know, there are only 2 things that make a man this happy, and the other one is free beer. Pacey: Oh, god. This is not why I came over here, Gretchen. Gretchen: Oh, come on. I think it's sweet. Pacey: No, I think sweet would probably be doing it and then not telling anyone. Gretchen: Well, if that's the only thing you're worried about, then buck up there, stud, because you didn't tell me. I pried it out of your cold, dad hands. And, uh, you have my solemn word I won't tell anyone. Pacey: Anyone? Gretchen: Anyone. Hey, I used to be a high-school girl, too, you know? And in the spirit of those days, how about I just conveniently fail to come home tonight? Pacey: You'd do that? Gretchen: Sure. And if Doug won't have me, I'll just crash at mom and dad's. Pacey: You sure? Gretchen: Sure. But you owe me, big time. Pacey: I always do, Gretch. You're the best. Gretchen: [Laughs] Freak. [Scene: The Therapist office. Jen is sitting on a couch while Tom is sitting in a chair taking notes during their session.] Tom: So, what makes your relationship with jack so ideal? Jen: I don't know. He, um... He listens to me, we have fun together, and... A-and I feel like I can really trust him. Tom: And if he were straight, you couldn't trust him? Jen: I didn't say that. Tom: What about girls? Jen: What, you mean sleeping with them? Tom: Trusting them. Jen: Oh. Tom: You said before that you find it easier to be friends with guys than with girls. Jen: Right. Um, girls suck. [Laughs] I mean, it's like they get a lobotomy the day they ht puberty. I mean, one day, you're all milling around F.A.O. Schwartz in the rainbow brite section. The next day, somebody gets breasts and... After that, it's all about getting boys to like you, and whoever dies thinnest wins. Tom: Is that what happened to you? You wanted boys to like you? Jen: Teenage sluts aren't born. They're made. That kind of thing? Tom: You said before that you made some bad decisions when you were younger, some decisions you regret... Jen: Yeah. The whole... Sex before the 13th birthday not a good idea. Tom: You told me you were drunk the first time you had sex. Jen: And the second and the third, but I think we've already been over this. Unless, of course, you would like to share some embarrassing details of your first sexual experience, huh? [He just looks at her.] Oh, come on. Aren't you gonna ask me why that's important to me? Tom: Do you want me to? Jen: No. It's just every time that I ask you a personal question, you always want to know why it's important to me. Tom: Not this time. Jen: Why, is time up or something? Tom: I'm not asking, because I don't have to. I know why it's important to you. I'm much better at this than you think I am. Also, it's time. Jen: Right. Ok, then. Tom: See you Tuesday? Jen: See you Tuesday. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Gretchen is busily working when Dawson comes into the restaurant, and she turns and hands him something and sees the coffee he is carrying.] Gretchen: There you go. Oh, hey. Dawson: Is that for me? [Takes his coffee] Gretchen: Nope. One of the waitresses flaked, and I'm so not working tonight, but I told them I'd wait until they find someone or until your mom gets here. Dawson: Oh. [Telephone rings] [Gretchen takes Dawson's coffee from his hands and takes a drink.] Gretchen: mmm! What's in here? There's never enough coffee in your coffee. [Takes another sip.] Mmm. [She picks up the phone.] Gretchen: Leery's fresh fish. Oh, hi, gale. Yeah, I know what you mean. Traffic on 95 is always a bitch. Uh, sure. Yeah, I'll tell Bodie. No problem. Ok, have fun. Monday. Bye. [She hangs the phone back up.] That was your mom. Dawson: How is mom? Gretchen: Dawson? Did you forget to tell me something? Something, perhaps, about your parents going out of town this weekend? Dawson: Uh, oh, hey, guess what? My parents are going out of town this weekend. Gretchen: How is it I'm the last person to get this information? Dawson: My mom didn't tell you? Gretchen: Uh, no. Dawson: That's odd. Gretchen: Of course, you never mentioned it, either. Dawson: Ok. Busted. [Laughs] What was I supposed to say? Gretchen: How about "my parents are going out of town this weekend?" Dawson: All right. See, you say it, it sounds like normal conversation. I say it, it sounds like the world's worst come-on. Gretchen: [Laughs] Ok. Well, um, I guess I shouldn't come over later with a couple of videos and some microwave popcorn? Dawson: Well, I didn't say that. [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's place. Joey is knocking on the door when Pacey opens the door. She starts kissing him and pushes him down onto the couch and jumps on top of him still kissing him.] Pacey: Good god, woman. It's not even nighttime yet. Oh. There's not even a "hello. How are you doing? How was your day after school today, Pacey?" Joey: Hi. [She continues kissing him.] Pacey: Yeah, hi. You know, I don't think I like this turn that our relationship has taken here. You have no respect for my feelings. We never talk anymore... Joey: Pace? Pacey: Hmm? Joey: We spent 9 months talking. We've been doing this for 2 weeks. Pacey: Wait, that still doesn't mean that you get to treat me as a sex object. Joey: Aww, I can tell you're all broken up about it. Pacey: Yes, I am. Joey: Mm-hmm. [Se finally pushes back from him for a second and looks around.] When's Gretchen coming home? Pacey: Never. Joey: Get serious, Pacey. She lives here. She'll come home eventually. Pacey: Yes, to pick up a couple things, and then... Joey: And then... Pacey: And then she's going to crash somewhere else so that we can have the whole place to ourselves for the entire night. Which is exactly what we wanted, right? It's great. Joey: So, she knows? Pacey: Gretchen? Yeah. She knows, but it wasn't me that told her, you know, she figured it out for herself. Are you mad? Joey: No, I'm not mad. I'm just... I'm a little embarrassed, but it'll pass. Pacey: But this isn't a problem. Right? 'Cause, you know, if this is a problem, I'm pretty much willing to do anything in the universe to make sure that this isn't a problem any more. Joey: It's not a problem. Pacey: Ok. [The hug each other and we can see that it is a problem to her.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Coffee House. Jen and Jack are sitting at a table next to the window, and Jen is staring out it.] Jack: I take it you like this whole therapy thing? Jen: What makes you say that? Jack: You started going 3 times a week. Jen: Oh, yeah, right. Jack: You know, isn't his office around here or something? Jen: Yeah, something-- something like that, yeah. Jack: Yeah. It's possibly right across the street, that building you keep staring at. Jen: What? I'm not--I'm not-- I'm not--I'm not staring. Jack: Yeah, right. Come on, and I wasn't lured here under false pretenses. Jen: What false pretenses? Jack: What--what are you, kidding me? The window seat, the 16 refills... We're stalking your therapist. Jen: We're not stalking anybody. We're sitting. We're having coffee and conversation. We're completely immobile. Jack: Uh-huh. Jen: If dr. Frost should happen to walk out of his anally retentive, Scandinavian-designed office Jack: You might be able to find out something about his personal life. Now, how is that not stalking? Jen: Jack, this guy knows everything about me, I mean, things that I haven't even told you, and I don't know anything about him. I don't know what kind of car he drives, where he lives... For all I know, the guy could be a promise keeper or a Christina Aguilera fan. Jack: And we're gonna find all that out by sitting here in this window? Jen: Well, not exactly. [Tom walks out of his office.] Whoo! Wow, there he is. Jack: So... Jen: So, up you go. Jack: Up I go--no, whoa! No, see, you said we're sitting, ok, we're gonna remain immobile. Jen: Yeah, but... Jack, if we don't follow him how are we gonna find out anything about him? Jack: That's very simple: We're not. Jen: Please, you're my friend. This is exactly what friends do for each other. I've seen it in the movies. Jack: Yeah, on what planet? Come on. Jen: You know, you're always saying I should have a hobby. Jack: Right, right. All right. I think I liked you better as a matchmaking nudge. [Jen drags him out of the coffee house.] [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's Place. Pacey is on the phone trying to order some pizza for him and Joey.] Pacey: I'd like to order a large pizza, please. [Gretchen comes into the house.] Gretchen: Hi. I'm not really here, I'm just picking up some stuff. Pacey: Uh, large, dude, grande. Hey, how do you say "cheese" in Portuguese? Gretchen: Uh, try fromage. Pacey: Fromage grande. [As Pacey is ordering Joey walks over to Gretchen and quietly talks to him.] Joey: Gretchen, can I talk to you for a second? Gretchen: Yeah. Pacey: That's not it. [He turns and walks towards the kitchen to order.] How about queso? No? Le dairy? [Joey and Gretchen walk into the living room.] Joey: I know that Pacey told you... Well, that you know, and, I was just hoping that you could... Gretchen: I can keep my big, fat mouth shut? Don't look so serious, Joey. Who am I gonna tell? Joey: Well, it's just that certain people have no need to know this information because it would only hurt them, and bring back painful memories, and it's not what I wanted this to be about. Gretchen: You guys are just friends. Joey: We are. We're just not the type of friends who tell each other everything the second it happens, and if he were to hear something like that, you know, something about me, I would want it to be from Gretchen: Joey, I think we're in complete and total agreement here. Joey: We are? Gretchen: Yeah. I am not gonna say anything to Dawson on the subject of you and Pacey. But I gotta warn you-- I mean as a friend and as a vaguely older and wiser sister-type figure-- this kind of information, it's not all that hard to guess. Joey: I know. Gretchen: I mean you look happy, Joey. [Pacey comes into the living room to join them.] Pacey: Uh, so the guy tells me it's gonna be here in 45 minutes, but I have no idea what's gonna be on it. It could be dried insects for all I know. Joey: Great. Gretchen: Ok, I am out of here. Pacey: All right, then. Hi and bye. Where are you going, anyway? Gretchen: Dawson's. See ya. [Scene: The book store. Jen and Jack are there spying on Tom who is browsing through the books.] Jen: Ok. There he is. Just don't look up. Look down. Jack: One of us has to look up, Jen. Otherwise it defeats the purpose of this whole stalking thing. Jen: All right, you look up. Jack: Ok. Jen: What's he doing? Jack: Uh, well, he's in a bookstore. He's looking at books. Jen: Uh-huh. What's he looking at? Jack: At the moment, looks like interview with the vampire. So, he's, uh, he's obviously gay. Can we go now? Jen: No. Wait a minute. What do you mean, "obviously gay"? Straight people read Anne rice. Jack: Well, hello? You party all night with eternal youth and a great wardrobe. What other segment of the population does that appeal to? Jen: Huh? How did you manage to surpass me in the knowledge of all things gay? Jack: Sex and the city. [He sees Tom start to walk away.] He's moving. Jen: Which way? Jack: Uh, he's going... He's going that way, so go this way. No, no! [They turn the corner and run right into Tom.] Jen: Oh! Jeez! Oh, my god. I'm so sorry. Tom: Oh, no problem. Jen: Hi...It's so... This is my friend Jack. Jack, this is-- this is my th Tom: Friend. Tom frost. Jack: How are you? Jen: Just browsing for books. Tom: Well, they seem to have those here. Jen: Hmm. Any recommendations? Tom: In poetry? Jen: What? Tom: That's where you're browsing. Jen: In poetry? Right. Yeah, I love poetry. [Tom reaches down and picks up a flyer.] Tom: Well, I'm, uh, quite fond of this person... Jen: Right, Robinson Ellsworth. I love him. Tom: Her. Um, she's reading tomorrow at the arts festival over in Wellfleet. Jen: Wow. Tom: Maybe I'll see you there. Well, take care. Jen: You, too. Jen: I do like poetry. [Jack laughs at her] Where the sidewalk ends. Jack: Yeah, right. [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Pacey and Joey are eating their pizza while talking to each other on the couch.] Joey: So, I'm sure she's just stopping by Dawson's, and then they're gonna go out, and then she's gonna go back to Doug's, spend the night, just like she said. So what if Mitch and gale are out of town? Pacey: Mitch and gale are out of town? Joey: Last pre-baby trip. At least according to Bodie. I'm sure it's nothing. Pacey: Well, it has to be nothing, because frankly, the alternative is just too horrifying to contemplate. Joey: She's your sister. He's our friend. Any way you look at it, it's weird. Pacey: Hmm. How weird would you say it is? Joey: Out of 4 stars, or on a scale from one to 10? Pacey: I'm being serious here for a second. Do you care? Joey: No. You? Pacey: No. Are you sure? Joey: Of course I'm sure. It's entirely none of our business, Pace. And besides, it ruins the mood. And I, for one, am not gonna let that happen after we've waited so long for this night. [Scene: Dawson's House. Gretchen and Dawson are sitting on the couch watching some movies snuggled up with each other.] Gretchen: Come on. It was sweet. I mean, look, she loved the guy so much she made the same mistakes all over again. And she got to sleep with the motorcycle guy. Dawson: Yeah, but all that crap about her and nick cage being soul mates? Come on. Jim Carrey was good, though. Gretchen: Yeah. Dawson: Ok. Next. Gretchen: Ok. Let's think. I have an American movie classic. Ok. It's somewhere in here. [Gretchen starts going through her purse and pulls out a night shirt and a toothbrush.] Dawson: You go out every Friday night with pajamas and a toothbrush? Gretchen: No. Heh heh, no. I just like to be prepared, you know, for whatever possibility might come up. Dawson: And you spending the night is a possibility? Gretchen: Do you want it to be? Uh... This is really awkward. Dawson: Ha ha ha! A little. Yeah. Gretchen: So, you know, hell, let's just talk about it. Sex. You know, we'll talk about it, we'll get it out in the open, and then we're gonna feel a lot better. Dawson: Ok. Gretchen: Ok. [neither one talks] You're not talking. Dawson: And neither are you. Gretchen: This is ridiculous. Dawson: What do you want me to say? Gretchen: Ok, fine. Be that way. I'll start. Um... The first time I had sex was with my high-school boyfriend. Dawson: Not that moronic basketball player. Gretchen: You remember him? Dawson: Oh, god, yes I remember him. I hated him. Oh, now I hate him even more. Gretchen: Ok, this is good. See, we're laughing, yeah. Which is a lot better than sitting here not talking to each other. Dawson: Right. Gretchen: Your turn. Dawson: I... This is totally unfair. Gretchen: Why? Dawson: Because I've never had sex. Gretchen: So? I've never been to the middle east, but I still have feelings on the topic. You've obviously thought about it. Dawson: Yeah, obviously. Gretchen: And... Dawson: Um... With Jen... Uh, I mean, I was 15 years old. I don't think it would have occurred to me to ask, really. Um...Joey I...Kind of thought everything was perfect. But she wanted to wait, which is fine. And then everything that happened, happened. And then, uh... When they got back, at first, I... God, I was relieved, which is lame, I know. It's just...I don't know. A part of me was still clinging to the insane notion that Joey and I were destined to lose our virginity together. Gretchen: Well, I guess it's not all that insane, I mean, she was your first serious girlfriend. Dawson: Yeah, but... Now I just kind of wished they'd done it on the boat. You know, I mean I just... Or just, they'd do it now and get it over with, you know, put the final nail in the coffin of Dawson and Joey. Gretchen: How do you know they haven't? Dawson: She told me. Pretty adult, huh? Especially for us. I asked her, and she told me. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's House. Gretchen and Dawson are now sitting on separate ends of the couch not necessarily watching the movie that is playing on the TV.] Dawson: [Sighs] Gretchen: [Sighs] What's this movie about, anyway? Dawson: Uh, I have no idea. All I know is every time you get up to get a drink of water, you move further away from me on the couch. Gretchen: You're right. Which is why I should go. Dawson: Idon't you think that's kind of a drastic solution to our problem? Gretchen: Dawson, don't, ok? Dawson: Don't what? Gretchen: This is not why I came here tonight. I gotta go. Dawson: Wha--wait a minute. Gretchen, hold on. This is silly. This is obviously some kind of misunderstanding. Gretchen: You know what? I know it is, but I have to go. I was really wrong about something. Very wrong. So just don't ask me any more questions, ok? Just let me go. [She turns and walks out of the house leaving Dawson confused.] [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's house. Joey is in the kitchen when Pacey comes down and wraps his arms around her.] Pacey: You know, ever since they invented the cartoon network, there's really no reason for humans to get up this early on Saturday morning. Joey: I wanted to make you breakfast. Pacey: You'd do that for me? Joey: Well, I don't make breakfast for just anyone, pace. I mean, in the past year, I've made it for, like, what? 200-300 strangers. Pacey: That's very funny. Ooh. You know, you should wear my clothes more often. Joey: You like it? Pacey: Yep. Joey: When was the last time you washed it? Pacey: Hmm, I don't know. When was the last time you came over here to do my laundry? Joey: That would be never. Pacey: Never. Well, then, I think you have your answer. [They kiss and then she hands him a sheet of paper.] You know, when I told you that whole thing about telling me what you want, I didn't really expect a request to come in writing. Joey: Milk, eggs, syrup. Pacey: I know what this really is. You're trying to get rid of me. You had your way with me, my conversation has grown tiresome, and now you're giving me the boot. Joey: Go. I'm gonna get in the shower or something. [They Kiss] Pacey: Ok. But only as long as you promise me you'll be wearing that when I come back. Joey: Bye-bye. [Pacey grabs his coat and goes outside to run into Dawson walking up to the house.] Pacey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Hey, uh, sorry to drop by so early. I'm just looking for Gretchen. Pacey: She's not with you? Dawson: Uh, she was last night. She never came home? Pacey: No. But that's no big deal. She's probably just over at Doug's. Dawson: All right. Uh, you know what? You're probably right. She's probably fine. I just really would like to know if she got home ok. Pacey: Well, sure. I'll give her a call and then I'll call you, ok? Dawson: Can you do it now? Pacey: You wanna call? Dawson: Yeah, just borrow your phone. It'll take 2 seconds. [He looks back at the house for a second] Pacey: Yeah, sure thing. Dawson: Thanks. [The go inside the house and Joey hears them and quickly heads into the hallway.] Dawson: So, dude, since when do you get up before noon on the weekends? Pacey: Heh heh. Well, you know, a man's gotta eat. [Joey goes into the bathroom and quietly closes the door.] [Scene: The Poetry Reading house. Jen and Jack are there looking around for Tom, waiting for him to get there.] Jack: Ok, I don't see him. Jen: He's just late. All right? Jack: How do you know that? Jen: Well, obviously because he invited me. Jack: He didn't invite you, ok? He was just making polite conversation. At least, I hope he was. Jen: I'm starting to sense that you don't have the highest opinion of psychiatrists. Jack: With my family history? Forgive me for not thinking that psychiatry is foolproof. Look, not all therapists know what they're doing, you know? They're just as fallible as auto mechanics, probably even more so. And for starters, any therapist that's gonna date one of his patients is just not worth having around. Jen: Jack, shh! God, I am not trying to date him. All right? I mean, you've seen the guy. He's obviously not my type. Jack: So, you absolutely, positively, do not have a crush on this guy? Jen: No, I don't have a crush on him. God, I... I don't know why you're asking me all this. Jack: Well, it's fairly common for people to develop a thing for their shrinks. Jen: Well, that's not what's happening here, all right? Jack: Forgive me for asking, then what the hell are we doing here? Why do you need this guy to like you so much? Jen: I don't need him to like me. Jack: Right. Yeah, I forgot. You love poetry. Jen: Right. [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's place. Pacey is on the phone with Doug, while Dawson is waiting to hear what he found out.] Pacey: That's what I thought, Doug. Ok. Thanks. Bye. Problem solved? Dawson: Yeah, great. Thank you. I really appreciate this. Pacey: Hey, better safe than sorry. Right? Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: Yeah. Dawson: So, uh... Just let her know I stopped by. Actually, you know what? On second thought, don't tell her I stopped by. Don't tell her, and I'll see if she calls. Pacey: Dawson, look... If you guys had a fight and you want me to say something... Dawson: [Sighs] We didn't have a fight. It's just I... I just think she's seen the light. But, uh, thanks. [Dawson leaves, and Joey comes out of the bathroom, and watches as he leaves, and Pacey turns back to her.] Pacey: I'll be right back. Joey: Great. [Scene: The Poetry Reading. Jen and Jack are sitting on one of the couches waiting for Tom to get there.] Jack: Well... He's not here. He's not gonna be here. Yeah, never was gonna be here. Jen: Ok, you win. Happy? Jack: Yeah. Can we go? Please? Jen: You know, would it kll you to sit and listen to some poetry? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, it would. Jen: Ok, you're right. Come on. [They stand up to leave and Tom walks up to them.] Tom: You saved me a seat. Robin: Welcome, everyone, and thank you so much for getting up this early. [Scene: The Coffee House. Dawson is sitting alone at a table reading the paper when Drue comes up and takes a seat.] Drue: Thank god. These places can be so lonely. Dawson: That's one of the attractions. Drue: You're mad about my little practical joke, aren't you? Dawson: Actually, no, I'd forgotten about that in the wake of greater personal tragedies. But since you insist on invading my space Drue: You want me to unfix the election? Let Joey and Pacey win as class couple? Dawson: Mm-mmm. Drue: Sorry. I can't do that. It's too boring. Where's the conflict? Where's the drama? Dawson: There isn't supposed to be any drama. Drue: You see? It's thinking like that that keeps high-school yearbooks mired in mediocrity. Dawson: Are you suggesting they should be fiction rather than fact? Drue: Personally, I've always found the truth to be a slippery little devil and somewhat lacking in the fun department. Dawson: And you don't care who gets hurt? Drue: It's downright sweet, all this concern you seem to have for Joey, but I should probably warn you, all it really does is prove my point. Dawson: I wasn't aware that you had one. Drue: Oh, god, please. This whole friend dance that you guys do, as if you were actually over each other? As if you hadn't fatally wounded each other's psyches and doomed all your future relationships? I mean... I'm sorry. This is great stuff. It's what makes you and Joey far and away the more compelling couple. Dawson: Well, much as I appreciate having my life explained to me by you, this sounds like you have no intention of unfixing this problem. Drue: My hands are tied. Dawson: I guess mine are, too. [Scene: Outside Gretchen and Pacey's Place. Gretchen is sitting on the porch when Joey comes outside. Gretchen is sitting there just looking out into the waters off the coast.] Joey: Hey. You're back. Gretchen: I am. Joey: So, what's the deal? Gretchen: Meaning? Joey: I don't know. I kinda got the impression that everyone was worried about you. Gretchen: And by everybody you mean Pacey and Dawson. 'Cause that would pretty much be everybody, now, wouldn't it? Sometimes I wish I'd been here last year, because I would really like to know how you guys got into this mess to begin with. You're all so worried about hurting each other. Everybody's trying to be so nice all the time... Joey: Except you? Gretchen: Yeah. Except me. I'm really not feeling too nice at the moment. Joey: Look, Gretchen, I know that you and Dawson had a fight or something, and I know that you didn't spend the night at his house last night. Gretchen: Did you want me to? You know, all these lies, these lies that you're all telling to protect each other, they're not gonna solve anything. Joey: What lies? Gretchen: You lied to Dawson about you and Pacey having sex. Joey: I made a decision, a very private decision about my life, and I really don't want the whole world to know about that. Gretchen: You really don't want Dawson to know about. Joey: Well, it's the same thing. Gretchen: No, it's not, Joey. I don't wanna be the ogre here, but lying to Dawson isn't gonna solve anything. It's not fair to him. And it's not fair to somebody who's trying to have a relationship with him. Joey: Meaning you. You know, Gretchen, you're right about one thing. You weren't here last year, and you don't know what it's like, so there's no way that you could possibly understand. Gretchen: You have to tell Dawson the truth. There's no other choice here. And if you won't do it for him or for me, then just do it for Pacey. [Pacey comes up carrying a bag of groceries.] Pacey: What's up, you guys? Joey: Uh, Bessie had some sort of a meltdown. I gotta go. I'll see you later. Pacey: Uh, right. Give me a call. Joey: Yeah. [Joey leaves, and Pacey just looks at her and Gretchen really confused.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Gretchen and Pacey's place. Gretchen is still sitting outside when Pacey comes back outside to join her.] Pacey: All right, so what'd I miss? Gretchen: Nothing. Pacey: You and Dawson had some sort of fight, didn't you? Gretchen: Since when do you care, Pacey? Pacey: What? I can't take an interest in your life? Gretchen: No. Pacey: Ok, well, if you and Dawson didn't have a fight, then what were you and Joey talking about? And why was he here at the crack of dawn this morning? Gretchen: Dawson was here? Pacey: Yeah. Dawson was here, but I'm not supposed to tell you that, so you didn't hear it from me. And unlike you, he does seem to be under the impression that you had a fight last night. He just doesn't know what it's about. Gretchen: Pacey, you don't want to hear about me and Dawson, so just stop, ok? Pacey: Stop what? Gretchen: Stop asking. Pacey: Ok, now I really want to know, Gretchen. Gretchen: No, you don't. Believe me. You don't. Pacey: Yes, I do, because I'm starting to have this horrifying feeling that it somehow involves me. Ah, no comment. Gretchen: Why don't you just ask Joey about this? Pacey: You want me to ask Joey about the problem that you and Dawson are having? Gretchen: Yeah. No. No, look. Pacey, I'm just really not in the best of moods right now, ok? I mean, let's just say that you were right about me and Dawson. Maybe he's too young for me. Pacey: My goal is not to be right. My goal is to figure out what's going on, especially if it involves me and Joey, so I think that you should just tell me what's going on, whatever it is. And I won't mention it to Dawson and Joey. Gretchen: Great. More lies. That's really gonna help. Pacey: More lies? What lies? 'Cause the only lie that I can see that's being perpetrated right now is you, my own sister, lying to me. Gretchen: Joey lied to Dawson. I don't know why, I don't know what it meant, but he asked her flat-out whether you guys were sleeping together, and she lied. And that's the truth, Pacey. [Scene: The Poetry Reading. The reading has finished and Jack and Jen are at the refreshment table.] Jen: Hi. Tom: So, which one was your favorite? Jen: Which one? Tom: Which poem? Jen: Which poem. Jack: Which poem, um... Jen: God, they were so good. Jack: I'd say, probably the last one would be good. Jen: Yeah. Definitely. You're right. It was, you know, it has this really, um... This really surreal quality to it, which--all the same, it was very deep and--and totally original, but really great imagery. Tom: Yeah. [Robin comes up to then and puts her arm around Tom.] Robin: Don't ditch me, ok? I still have to do this linger-and-talk thing. Tom: Robin, this is Jen and jack. Robin: Oh, hi. Thanks for coming. Jen: Sure. Tom: Jen was just telling us how much she liked the last one. Robin: Oh. That's his favorite, too. Not that he gets it. [Laughs] You guys high-school students? Jack: Yeah. Jen: Yeah. Robin: I told you all hope was not lost for the youth of America. You know, when we were high-school students, the things that we used to Tom: shouldn't you be mixing? Robin: Well, only if you mix with me. It was nice meeting you both. Jack and Jen: You, too. [Tom and Robin walk away from them.] Jack: Definitely not gay. Jen: No. [Scene: Capeside High Computer room. Dawson is sitting in front of one of the computers when Joey comes walking up to join him.] Joey: This is by far the strangest place you've ever asked me to meet you. Dawson: Ah, yeah. I decided to, uh, you know, pitch in, make sure the right people ended up on the right pages. Not buying it? Joey: We both know that yearbook is a shameful, squalid waste of time. Dawson: All will be revealed in good time. Would you like some coffee? Joey: You drink black coffee? Dawson: Oh, yeah. I drink it. I don't like it, but I drink it. Figure everybody's got to have at least one vice, right? Joey: I guess there's a lot we don't know about each other. That's not how it used to be. I mean, we... We used to be able to tell each other everything. Dawson: Yeah. I'm not sure that was such a good thing. Joey: Not a very Dawson leery-like thing to say. Dawson: Which brings me to something else that I want to say to you. Um... I want to apologize. Joey: For what? Dawson: For that question that I asked you a couple of weeks ago, that very personal question. I should never have asked you that. I... I don't even know why I did. It's some masochistic side of me that I haven't explored yet. Probably the same side of me that's sabotaging my relationship with Gretchen. Joey: You think you're sabotaging your relationship? Dawson: Well, mentioning you every 30 seconds, I'm sure, doesn't help. I'm just--I don't know, I'm so terrified of making the same mistakes that I made in the past that every minute I'm with her turns into this pitched battle in my head. I mean, do I show her the confused mess that I really am? Or, you know, do I attempt to act cool, be the kind of guy who gets the girl? Joey: Maybe you are the guy that gets the girl. Dawson: I didn't get you. Anyway... [He turns back to the computer he was working on.] Joey: Senior polls? Dawson: It occurred to me that Drue is kind of like one of the more lame TV batman villains-- evil with a short attention span. He went through all the trouble of rigging the election and then quit the yearbook staff before his plan could be fully realized. Joey: So, you're volunteering your services to yearbook. Dawson: Yeah, I figured I'd follow through for him. You know? For posterity's sake if nothing else. At least let the record reflect the truth this senior year. [He drags a picture of Joey and Pacey onto the page with the words Best Couple on it.] [Scene: The Poetry reading. Tom and Jen are there talking to each other.] Jen: She seems really nice, your girlfriend. Tom: She is nice. Jen: So, she's your girlfriend? Tom: Like I said, I am glad you came. Jen: So I could make a total idiot of myself? Tom: No, because you like poetry. And sitting in coffeehouse windows and browsing in independent bookstores. We have a lot in common, you and I. Jen: Well, if you knew what I was doing, why didn't you just stop me? Tom: Because it was obviously important to you. What's less obvious is why, and we will talk about that on Tuesday. Jen: Why? Can't I just want to know things about you? I can't just be curious? Tom: About me? I'm not really all that interesting. I think there's some bigger question you needed answered. Jen: What--what big question? Tom: Tuesday. Jen: A clue. Tom: What? Like 5 letters, starts and ends with the same consonant? It's not a crossword puzzle. It's what we were talking about on Friday. You were there, weren't you? In body, if not in spirit? Jen: Trust. Is that the question? Tom: And what's the answer? Jen: Yeah. Yes, that I can trust you. [Scene: The piers by the water front. Gretchen is staring off into the water, when Dawson comes walking up and joins her.] Dawson: You know, this probably isn't the best place for you to hang out if you're trying to avoid me. Of course, if you're trying to break up with me... Gretchen: That's not what I'm planning. Dawson: But you have been avoiding me. Gretchen: Yeah. Dawson: If I in any way gave you the impression that I'm not over Joey or made you feel like you're unimportant to me or that I don't want this to work-- Gretchen: That's not what I think. You didn't do anything wrong last night, Dawson. All you were was honest with me. Dawson: So, then what's the problem? Is this about sex? Gretchen: No, it's not. Look, just promise me something. Dawson: Anything. Gretchen: That you'll always be as honest with me as you were last night. Because that's the hardest part about having a relationship. I mean, it's so much harder than sex. You know, trusting someone is like this gigantic act of faith. You know, you put it out there and you can never really be sure that you're gonna get it back. And sex... Sex is just mechanical. It's like... I don't know, like brushing your teeth. Dawson: Ah, funny you should mention that, actually. Gretchen: Why? Dawson: Because I got you something... In case you were dumping me. Although, given the recent turn in conversation, it does seem a little ridiculous. Gretchen: Wait. In case I was dumping you, you got me a present? Dawson: Yeah. Well, you changed my life. I didn't want you to leave without some small token of my affection. Gretchen: So, it's sort of like a parting gift. Dawson: Yeah, exactly. [He pulls a toothbrush out of his coat.] You left your old one at my house, and it was really disgusting. You know, you're supposed to get a new one, like, every millennium. Gretchen: I know. Dawson: That's why they put the color on the bristles. Gretchen: Ok, I get it. Shut up. [Se snuggles up to him and they walk along the waterfront together.] Gretchen: Thank you. Dawson: You're welcome. [Scene: on the shores of the water. Pacey and Joey are walking hand in hand enjoying the view and the weather. Even though it is a little foggy.] Pacey: It's a nice thing that Dawson just did for you. Joey: Why just for me? Pacey: Well, you're the one who was so upset by the whole thing. Joey: You know, I'm glad we walked. It's really nice out here. Pacey: Yeah. It's not too cold. Joey: It's kind of freaky, isn't it, the way the snow's all melted? Like it's gonna be spring soon and we didn't realize. Pacey: Well, our new pastime is much more of an indoor sport. Joey: Sometimes I wonder if we should have done it on the boat, you know? We were alone. Pacey: Nah. We would've missed all the scenery. Joey: Do you miss it? Pacey: The scenery? Joey: No. When we weren't having sex. When everything and every moment wasn't about sex. Pacey: I don't know that that time ever really existed. Joey: I guess you're right. I mean, before... When we hadn't had sex... Everything was about sex, and now that we have had sex-- Pacey: Everything is still about sex. Do you think we're doing something wrong? Joey: No. Do you? Pacey: No. If you don't think that we did anything wrong, I was just-- I mean, I don't know why that you would... Joey: Pacey, did Gretchen say something to you after I left this morning? Pacey: No. Why? Joey: No reason. [They arrive back at Pacey's place but stop and Joey turns to Pacey.] Joey: You know, let's just walk some more. I mean... We never do that anymore. [They walk off into the scenery hand in hand.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x16 - Mind Games"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 417 - Admissions [Scene: The School Cafeteria. Joey is sitting at a table alone when she notices Jen walking in carrying some books. She waves to Jen. Jen sees her and begins walking over to her.] Jen: Ugh. Joey: Uhh. Nice dramatic entrance. Jen: I aim to please. Thanks. Joey: Wow... are these all the colleges you got into? Jen: Well, the colleges that Jack and I both got accepted to. Now, all we have to do is narrow down the choices. Joey: There's, like, 5 colleges there. Jen: What can I say? He's really good at the application process, which means he can always resort to a career in civil service or education. So, how about you? You hear anything? Joey: No. Which means I can always resort to a career in waitressing. Jen: Hardly. [Someone walks up and hand Joey a note that says come to the administration office and call home.] Jen: Hmm. Something tells me you're wrong. [Scene: Inside a classroom. Dawson has just received the same kind of note that Joey received, and Jack looks over from the desk next to him and reads it.] Jack: Something tells me it's a sign. Dawson: You think? Jack: Well, would there be another reason to pull the respectable Dawson leery out of class? I think not. [Scene: The Administration office. Joey is in there waiting for the secretary when Dawson walks in. There is a boy on the phone and he hangs up and walks out of the office with a disappointed look on his face.] Dawson: Hey. This is a coincidence. Joey: Hopefully a good one. Secretary: I'll be glad when April's over. Parents should let you kids open your own college mail instead of torturing you over the phone. [The secretary pushes a phone over to each of them] Dial 9 to get out. Dawson: Well, I guess this is it. Another life-altering moment. Good luck. Joey: Same to you. [The both pick up the phone in front of them and dial home.] Dawson: Mom. Hey. Yeah, that's why I called. N.Y.U. Film? Open it. Joey: Hey, Bessie. No, I'm glad that you called. Finally came. Well, I don't think I can wait till I get home. Do you think you can read it to me? Dawson: Mom, could you read that again? I don't think I understood. Joey: No, it doesn't. It really says that? Oh, my god. Yeah. Dawson: No, I heard you. Yeah. I understand. All right. Gotta go. [Joey is on the phone with a smile on her face, but Dawson doesn't look to happy when he hangs up the phone..] [Opening Credits] [Scene: The School Hallway. Joey and Dawson are walking out of the Admin office together.] Joey: Are you sure there's nothing I can do? Dawson: Joey, stop it. I'm ok. Joey: Well, it's just if the circumstances were reversed, I know how I'd feel. Dawson: You'd be happy for me, like I am for you. [Pacey comes up to them.] Pacey: Hey, what's up, campers? Ok, we got some weird chi going on here. Dawson: Yeah, well I'll let her give you the good news. I gotta get to class. Promise me you'll celebrate. [Dawson leaves them.] Pacey: So, what's the good news? Joey: Well, we both just called home, and while he found out he got rejected by N.Y.U., I found out that I got accepted to worthy. Pacey: Worthington. Oh, you got in! Ha ha ha! Congratulations, sweetheart. This is fantastic news. Oh, come on. Be happy. You heard the man. You got nothing to feel guilty about here. Joey: Well, it's just so surreal. I mean, stuff like this doesn't happen to me. Pacey: Come on. [He grabs her arm and begins leading her down the hall.] Joey: Where are we going? We still have sixth period. Pacey: Well, with all due respect to Mr. Ringler's history class, today is about the future, your future. And I have this funny feeling you're not gonna believe that letter until you see it. Joey: Pacey, I can't just cut class. Pacey: Oh, you're not gonna get into college? Please. [Scene: School AV room. Jack is sitting at a table with tons of College Pamphlets and videos on it and Jen stands up and holds one of the videos in her hand.] Jack: No. No, no, no, no. I'm not watching that video again, Jen. It's too handheld. It's gonna make me hurl. But I do like the one with the queeny professor that's talking about the history of the statue of Liberty. Jen: You laughed through the whole thing. Jack, come on, be serious. All right. We've got a lot of schools to cover, and we need to make an informed decision here, so... ok. So, why don't we do this systematically? Jack: Jen, I don't even know why we're wasting our time with this. We both know there is only one choice, right? The University of New York. What? It's a great school, and you're the one that's always saying that New York is the only city worth living in. So, please can we just do this? Jen: Well, what would you say if I said that I... that I wasn't so sure anymore? Jack: I'd say... someone needs to deal with their issues. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Bodie is at the refrigerator calling out a list of items to Bessie who is trying to write it all down.] Bodie: 20 pounds of chicken, fresh rosemary, honey, orange juice Bessie: Bodie, slow down. You're talking too fast. [Joey and Pacey some into the B&B.] Joey: What are you guys doing? Bessie: Jo, I am so proud of you. And mom would be, too. Bodie: Do I get a hug from the college girl? [Joey goes over and gives him a hug.] Bessie: Hey, what are you doing home so early? Pacey: Well, she's having a bit of trouble with the believing part. You wouldn't happen to have a certain letter handy, would you? Bodie: I think I can dig that up. [Bodie leaves to get the letter.] Joey: So, uh... did we interrupt something? Bessie: Only the barbecue we're planning for tomorrow to celebrate the first Potter to get into college. Could I actually be more excited than you are? Joey: Not possible. Bessie: Ok, then. So, who do you want to invite? Joey: You're really serious. Bessie: It's not every day that a Potter gets accepted to one of the most prestigious colleges in the country. Or any college for that matter. [Bodie returns and hands her the letter.] Pacey: Well, what are you waiting for? Joey: Well, Bessie already read it to me. I know what it says already. Don't know why I'm so nervous. Pacey: You're nervous because this makes it real. Joey: [Clears throat] "Dear Josephine Potter..." "Congratulations. "Worthington College is pleased to offer you admittance for the fall semester of 2001." [Scene: The Dawson House. The Doorbell rings and Dawson comes down the stairs and tries to stop his very pregnant mother from straining herself and answering the door.] [Doorbell rings] Dawson: I got it. I said I've got it. You shouldn't be running around answering doors anyway in your condition. Relax. Go knit something. And stop giving me the pitying-mom look, like the worst thing in the world has happened to me. It's one school. Gale: Honey, I just wish there was something I could do to take the sting off the disappointment. Dawson: Mom, I'm fine. Really. [Dawson opens the door and Gretchen is outside.] Dawson: Hey. Gretchen: Hey. [Gretchen Kisses him and then notices Gale after a couple of seconds.] Gretchen: Hey. Hi, gale. Gale: Hi. I'm glad the two of you are going out. He needs to get his mind Dawson: God, mom. Just stop it. You're klling me here. Gale: Ok. [Gale goes back into the kitchen.] Dawson: [Small groan] Gretchen: So, how are you holding up? Honestly? Dawson: The truth? It sucks. It absolutely sucks. I mean, if N.Y.U. Doesn't want me, U.S.C.'S definitely not gonna want me, and where does that leave me? Gretchen: Whoa. No. First of all, N.Y.U. Has no bearing on U.S.C. Remember that. And secondly, I'd like to point out that a certain A.I. Brooks didn't go to film school. He preferred life as a teacher. Dawson: You're saying I could use the money he gave me to make my own movies? Gretchen: Why not? I mean, film school doesn't have to be the be-all, end-all. [Dawson gets a big smile on his face.] What? Dawson: 10 minutes ago, I was feeling completely lost. I mean, Jack and Jen got into just about everywhere they applied, Joey got into Worthington, and all I wanted to do was wallow. But then somebody reminded me that the world is full of possibilities. [Scene: Tom Frost's Office. Jen is fidgeting on the Couch while Tom watches her.] Jen: [Sighs] Tom: You and that couch have always gotten along well in the past. You want to talk about it? Jen: I'm having a problem with jack. Um... you see, we both want to go to the same college or at least be in the same city and help each other through freshman angst and all. Tom: Sounds like a plan. A support system's always good, especially if you're in foreign surroundings. Jen: See, that's the point. They wouldn't be foreign if we go where he wants to go. Tom: Which is where? Jen: New York City. Tom: Which brings us back to your least favorite topic. Jen: My parents? Tom: Why do you think, Jen, that they keep finding their way into this room? Jen: That sounds suspiciously like a question you already know the answer to. Tom: I think you do, also. Jen: You know what? You're very pushy today. Tom: It's Wednesday. I'm kinda pushy on Wednesdays. Fridays, I'm not so pushy. Jen: You're trying to make me laugh, aren't you? Tom: I'm trying to figure out why you don't talk about your parents with the same wry sense of humor you seem to apply to every other topic. Jen: Why? Tom: Because maybe then we'll get some real answers in here. When was the last time you actually talked to them? Jen: My mom came down last Thanksgiving... in a pathetic attempt to resuscitate our relationship. Tom: And your father? Jen: I don't know. Um... I don't know. Um... god. I mean, it's not like I ever really talked to the man in the first place. He just sort of... he just kinda talks at you or, um... through you or around you. Tom: Try to remember, Jen. Jen: This is stupid. Tom: Pretend like it's not. For me. Jen: Why? So, then you'll tell me the point of remembering some ridiculous conversation that obviously meant nothing to me at the time. Tom: Perhaps it did mean nothing to you at the time, but obviously it means a great deal to you now. Jen: You know what? I want to leave. Tom: Do you? Or do you want to stay and find out why this is so hard for you? [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Joey and Pacey are unloading the truck. Joey is holding a bag, as Pacey struggles with 2 large bags of charcoal.] Pacey: You know, Bodie's gotta stop buying in bulk. You got 11 people coming over. We got enough charcoal here to barbecue through Labor Day. Joey: You need some help? Pacey: And risk my bumbling superhero status? No, thank you. Joey: Pace... look. I know that we haven't really discussed us yet. I'm still trying to process this whole college thing. You know, it's... kinda weird to get your dream. Pacey: I know it. I say that every time I look at you. Joey: You always do that. You change the subject. Pacey: Joey, we're not talking about this today, because we're not talking about anything negative today, because today is your day to celebrate this most amazing accomplishment that you have worked so hard for. Ok. I'm gonna go to the garage and get a dolly before I give myself a hernia. So, I'll see you inside. [Scene: Inside the Potter B&B. Joey comes in with the bag of groceries and some mail. She notices a letter from the bursars office, and opens it.] Bessie: You're back. It looks like everyone RSVP'd. [Joey is looking disappointedly at the letter.] Jo, what's wrong? Joey: I got the financial aid package. Bessie: And? How much is a full ride? Joey: I wouldn't know. According to this, Worthington is happy to have me so long as my parents kick in $15,000. Bessie: $15,000?! That can't be right. We don't have that kind of money. Joey: I know that. I knew this was too good to be true. It's the universe's way of saying, "Joey Potter, not so fast. You're not going anywhere." [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Bursar's Office. Joey and Bessie are there talking with the Secretary about the financial aide.] Joey: So, what you're saying is that we're being penalized because our family business is actually making money. If it weren't, then we would qualify for more aid. Secretary: Unfortunately, yes. Joey: We turned a profit for the first time, but it wasn't like we won the lottery. Secretary: But you made substantially more than your 1999 return. Joey: Yeah, but we have more debt than we did in 1999. I mean, it costs a lot of money to open a B and B. How can they think that we can afford $15,000? Based on one year's income? Secretary: I didn't say that the system was fair, Joey. Joey: This is unbelievable. I... should've applied for more scholarships, but it's too late now. Secretary: Look, I know that we've talked about his before, Joey, but there are student loans. Nearly everyone these days borrows some money to pay for college. Joey: No, I don't want to graduate and be over $60,000 in debt. I can't start off my life that way. I won't. It doesn't make sense. There are plenty of other places I'm waiting to hear from. Bessie: But this is your dream, Joey. Joey: Bessie... sometimes dreams don't always come true. Thank you for your time. [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Joey and Bessie pull up and notice Dawson getting something out of his jeep.] Bessie: The barbecue? That's the last thing you need. I'll send everyone home. Joey: No. Look, you're not sending them anywhere. Bessie: Jo Joey: and you're not telling them anything, Bessie. I'm serious. Not a word. [Joey and Bessie get out of the truck.] Dawson: Hey, there, stranger. I was starting to think you might miss your own party. [Dawson shows her a cake he brought that says Congratulations.] Joey: No such luck. Dawson: Huh? Bessie: Hey, Dawson. Dawson: Hey, Bessie. Bessie: Why don't I take that from you? I'm going in anyway. Dawson: Oh, thanks. Joey: So, where is everybody? Dawson: They're out back. Gretchen got dragged into the whole New York debate. I would've jumped in, but, you know, since New York didn't want to have anything to do with me... [Joey doesn't react.] Joey, that was a self-deprecating aside. You're still doing it. Joey: Doing what? Dawson: Acting weird around me. You've no reason to not be happy right now. Joey: I know. Dawson: How'd it go with ms. Watson? Pacey said something about a mix-up. Joey: Oh, it was nothing. It was... it was great. You know, I'm gonna go inside and see if they need any help, and I'll meet you guys out back. Dawson: Sure thing. [Scene: Inside the Potter B&B. Pacey walks into the kitchen and notices Joey there. He walks over to her.] Pacey: Hey... how'd it go? [Sees the disappointed look on her face.] Oh, it was that good, huh? Joey: Bessie didn't tell you the cruel irony? This place is making too much money, so I'm screwed. Pacey: Well, that's ridiculous. There's gotta be something you can do about that. Joey: There's nothing to be done. Except go out there and celebrate this amazing accomplishment that I worked so hard for. Pacey: Hey, hold on a second, Jo. Joey: Why? Pacey, there's nothing that you can say or do that can change what happened. It is what it is. No one can change that. Pacey: So, what are you gonna tell all them? Joey: Nothing. Look, I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, ok? [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Jack, Jen, Dawson and Gretchen are sitting at the Picnic Table when Joey comes out to join them.] Jack: Public transportation, come on! Admit that's a huge plus. Jen: Yeah, spoken like somebody who's never been groped on the subway before. Gretchen: I hate New York. Dawson: Ah, spoken like a very loyal girlfriend. Jen: Oh, this is unbelieva... [Jen notices Joey.] Jack: Hey! The guest of honor. Get a drink. Jen: All right, I'd like to propose a toast. To Joey potter, may Worthington be worthy of her. Dawson: Cheers. Jack: So, you're just in time to settle the debate. Joey: Oh, no, no. I'm not getting in the middle of this. Gretchen: I should've said that. [Sees Pacey walk by with a weird look on his face.] Um...I'm gonna go help Pacey. Otherwise the food will still be alive when he serves it. Dawson: Ok. [Gretchen leaves to join Pacey.] Jen: All you have to do is tell him that New York sucks. Jack: No, hold on. You cannot tell me that New York sucks. Especially after telling me how great it is for 2 years. Jen: Well, if I'm telling you now that it sucks, shouldn't you listen to me? You know, you've really grown insensitive post your college acceptance. Jack: Insensitive to what? Jen: To me and my... my... my sensitivities. Jack: Sensitivities? Are you guys catching this? Jen: Ok, that's exactly what I'm talking about-- making fun of me in front of everybody. You never used to do that. Jack: Yeah, well, you never used to act like a lunatic, either. Jen: This lunatic's getting a burger. Jack: You don't even eat burgers. Jen: I said I was gonna get it, not eat it. [Scene: The Barbeque pit. Pacey is grilling up some burgers when Gretchen joins him.] Gretchen: You ok? With all this talk about college, I thought you might feel, well... Pacey: Well-done? Don't worry. I'm very aware of the health hazards of cooking hamburgers. Gretchen: You're not gonna fool me with that, Pacey. Pacey: With what? Gretchen: With that Pacey-ness. Look, I know you're happy for her, but it makes you think about the future, right? Pacey: Well, no. It makes me think about her future. We don't even have to think about my future, because I don't really have one to think of. Gretchen: You're the only one that believes that, Pacey, and if you keep saying it, it'll happen. Have you thought about what you're gonna do? I mean, what do you want for the future? Pacey: What do you want for the future? Gretchen: Sorry. As your sister, I reserve the right to play the I-asked-you-first card. Pacey: Hey, look. You promise not to repeat what I'm about to say? Gretchen: Yeah. Sure. What is it? Pacey: Joey's not going to Worthington. They denied her financial aid package. She's just to proud to tell anybody about it. Gretchen: That's awful. Pacey: Yeah. And it gets worse, actually. Gretchen: How can it? Pacey: I think I'm happy about it. [Scene: The docks outside the Potter B&B. Jen is sitting on it when Jack walks up to join her.] Jack: [Sighs] Ok. You wanna tell me what this is really about? I think we both know it's more than my alleged lack of sensitivity. Jen: You know how when you moved in with me and Grams, you said that you didn't want to go home because you didn't feel like there was anything there for you? Jack: Yeah. Jen: Well, that's how I feel about New York. Jack: I know you have problems with your parents, Jen, but it's not like you'd be living with them. Don't let that stop you from going. Jen: Uhh. I don't know. I wish I could explain this to you, but...it doesn't make any sense. I'm afraid... to go back there. Jack: I thought you were gonna talk to Frost about this? Jen: Yeah, he tried. I just changed the subject to one of my other neurosis. Jack: Well, it's therapy, Jen. I think it's like the one place you're not supposed to change the subject. Jen: Then can I change it here? Please? Jack: If you don't wanna go to New York, we don't have to go to New York. Jen: Jack... Jack: No, it's more important to me that we go to school together. Look, whatever this old wound of yours is, I mean, don't let it stop us from going. You've come too far for that. Now, be a good little psychologically damaged child, go back to therapy, and work this out. Jen: See? Insensitive. Jack: Oh, come on. I'm kidding. [Scene: The Picnic table. Joey, Dawson, Pacey, Joey, Bodie and Bessie are all sitting at the table when Mitch and Gale come walking up to join them.] Dawson: Hey, there you are. What's going on? Mitch: Joey, congratulations. Gale: Honey, we are so happy for you. Joey: Thank you. Gale: And you. I think you've been waiting for this. [Gale hands Dawson a Large Envelope.] Dawson: It came. It actually came. Gretchen: Aren't you gonna open it? Dawson: Yeah. It's... [Nervous laugh] It's s... it's a fat envelope. That paints a better picture than yesterday, right? [He opens it and a large smile comes over his face.] Dawson: I'm in. [Laughing] I'm in! Gretchen: Congratulations. Dawson: I can't believe it's happening! Gretchen: It's what you always wanted. Gale: Come here. Dawson: Ohh! Mitch: We are so proud of you, son. [Joey gets up and leaves and Pacey stands up and shakes his hand.] Pacey: Congratulations, Dawson. I'm happy for you, man. Dawson: Where's Joey? [Scene: Inside the Potter B&B. Joey is inside sitting in a chair crying when Dawson comes in and notices her crying.] Dawson: You ok? [Joey tries to wipe the tears from her eyes.] Joey: Oh, yeah. Um... congratulations. Dawson: Congratulations? Jo, you're a wreck. Joey: It's nothing. I'm fine. Dawson: Jo, whatever it is, you can tell me. Joey: Dawson, we're here to celebrate. You got into U.S.C. It's what you've always wanted. Dawson: That's right, and Worthington is what you always wanted, so why don't you just tell me what's wrong? Did you not get in? Did you get wait-listed? Joey: I didn't get the money. At least, I didn't get enough of it. I got my financial aid package, and even with grants and work-study, they still want $15,000. Dawson: $15,000? Joey: They think that's what Bessie can contribute, which she can't, so... Dawson: Joey, there's got to be a way around this. Its just money. You can't let that stop you from achieving something you've worked this hard for. Joey: You make it sound like there's some easy answer. Dawson: There's got to be. Joey: There's not. I spent hours doing research even before I applied, and getting the financial aid was as important as me getting accepted. It didn't happen. Just didn't. [Dawson is silent for a second staring at her, then a small smile comes across his face.] Dawson: Worthington is what you want, right? Joey: It doesn't matter what I want, Dawson. Dawson: Yes or no? Joey: Yes. Dawson: Then I want you to have Mr. Brooks' money. Joey: Dawson, are you insane? I can't Dawson: At least enough to get you to school. I know it sounds crazy Joey: It's beyond crazy. I mean, I appreciate it, but Mr. Brooks gave you that money for a reason. Dawson: Yeah, he gave me that money to do something great, and giving it to you would be exactly that. Joey: I Dawson: [Laughs] Look, I know you're gonna say no, and that's fine, but don't say no until you've at least considered the possibility. Joey, this is your entire future we're talking about. Take a day, take longer than a day, take whatever you need, but promise me that you will consider it. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Joey comes walking into the Room but her isn't there. She begins looking around the room at the pictures on the wall, when Dawson comes in.] Dawson: There are no pictures of us in here. Have to do something about that. Joey: Yeah. So I thought about it, Dawson. I really did. Dawson: And what did you decide? Joey: I'd never be able to pay you back. Dawson: Wouldn't have to. Joey: Dawson, I would. And I can't take that much money from you. I mean, even if it were hundreds instead of thousands, just even saying it makes it sound like Dawson: Like it would ruin our friendship? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: Joey, if our friendship can survive last summer, it can survive anything. Joey: Not this. I can't do this. Dawson: [Sighing] Joey, stop. Wait. Look, I know how much going to this school means to you. I don't want you to throw away this opportunity. Joey: Dawson, it's too much. Can't you understand that? Dawson: No. I can't--I can't understand why you just won't let me help you, Jo. I mean, maybe I'm being naive here, but we've always been there for each other. Joey: This is different. Dawson: How? Joey, I-I've watched you go through so much pain in your life. I mean, even before your mom got sick and your dad... Joey: Don't do this. Don't feel sorry for me, Dawson. Dawson: I don't. That's not what this is about. Jo, all the pain I've watched you go through, I've never been able to fix it before. And this I can fix. All I need you to do is let me. Joey: I can't. But... Dawson: You don't even want to consider it? Joey: I have. Just let me say thank you and go. [Scene: Tom Frost's Office. Jen and Tom are there getting ready for another session.] Tom: Most people don't know it, Jen, but therapy was designed to include a minimum of 4 sessions a week. So, what do you want to talk about? Jen: Um, I'm ready to talk about my dad and, um, the last time I saw him. This is gonna sound really stupid, but I--I can't remember the last conversation that I had with him. And I'm not sure why, but I feel like I'm gonna cry. Tom: I know it's difficult, but the key is to keep talking about it. Jen: But if I can't remember what happened, how am I supposed to talk about it? Tom: Why don't we try another approach. Was there someone else there who could tell you what happened? Jen: Like my mom? Tom: Yes. Or your old boyfriend. Mmm... then perhaps you spend time with someone else who could help fill in the blanks. [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Pacey goes to answer the door and Dawson is there.] Pacey: Hey, man. You just missed Gretchen. Dawson: Actually, it's you I want to talk to. Pacey: Ok. Dawson: Joey told you, right? About the money? Pacey: Yep. Dawson: So what do you think? Pacey: I think that $15,000 is a lot of money to give somebody with no strings attached. Dawson: She deserves to go to Worthington, pace. You know that as well as anyone else. She deserves more than... Pacey: What? More than me? Dawson: That's not what I said, and it's not what I meant. Pace... she's been fighting for a school like Worthington since the second we got into high school... against enormous odds, against people who have been writing her off simply because of her father, and she did it. I mean, she bat the odds. She got in. And I can't stand to sit back and watch her lose it all over something as stupid as money. And I don't think you can, either. Can you see her being happy anyplace else? Pacey: No, I can't. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club Marina. Drue is working in the docks when Jen comes walking down to find him.] Jen: Hey, there. Drue: To what do I owe this displeasure? Jen: I need to talk to you, captain a-hole. Over here. Drue: Well, this can't be a social call, since we've barely spoken in months, which, by the way, has been damaging to my ego. Jen: God, you are gonna make this so hard. I can't believe that you and I actually used to be friends. Drue: Well, you know, we were friends because we were a lot alike. We both had an intense desire to feel nothing. Jen: That's really nice. Look, I gotta ask you a question, and for once in your life, I need you to take me seriously. Drue: Yeah. I'll see what I can do. Jen: What happened the last night that we were together in New York? Drue: Ha ha! You don't remember? You don't, do you. Jen: That's why I'm here. Drue: Hmm. Well, you invited me over because your horrible parents were sending you away. We began at my place, where we emptied out my pop's liquor cabinet. Then we picked up some good stuff in Washington Square Park before heading back to your deluxe apartment in the sky. Now, if I remember correctly, we got particularly comfy on the sofa, heard keys in the door, and hid in your room, where you continued to ravage me. It was quite mind-bl*wing. Especially the part when your mother walked in and joined us. Jen: You're repulsive, you know that? Why are you doing this? Drue: Why are you? The past is past, Lindley. Just let it be. Jen: Well, I'd like to, all right, but I can't. I just need to know what happened. Won't you please tell me? Drue: You know what? I haven't worked through it yet. Jen: [Deep sigh] You know, I thought that maybe just once you'd be able to help me out here. I guess I was wrong. [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Joey is sitting on a chair looking out into the horizon when Pacey comes up from behind and joins her.] Pacey: I could still sell a kidney. Joey: This isn't a joke, Pacey. Pacey: I know that. Joey: I was thinking that, uh, you know, maybe I'll stay here another year, and then, you know, I can declare myself financially independent, and then I can reapply. Pacey: No, you're not staying another year. Joey: It's just a year. Pacey: No, it's not. It never is, especially not in a town like this. The weeks become months. The months become years. The years become decades. Pretty soon, you've lived a fraction of the life that you were meant to. That's not gonna happen to you, Joey. You don't want it to. I don't want it to. And Dawson doesn't want it to, either. What do you want? [Scene: Outside Gram's House. Jen opens the door to see Drue outside it.] Drue: Can I come in? Jen: No. [Jen goes out onto the porch.] Drue: You know, you're not gonna make this easy for me, are you? I'm trying to apologize and tell you the truth, ok? The truth about what happened that night, since it means so much to you. Jen: I'm listening. Drue: The truth is, you were really wasted that day, and when you brought me back to your place, I was shocked. I mean, you told me about what happened with Billy and how you guys got caught, but you still brought me home. We sat on the sofa, where you waited for me to clumsily make a move. You knew I kind of liked you, but, um, you really didn't seem that into it. Whatever. We didn't get very far before your parents came home. Jen: And my dad? Drue: Your dad... your dad was furious. You guys just started going at it. He called you a slut. You called him a hypocrite. Just as it started getting interesting, he tossed my ass. Jen: So that's it. You don't know what else we were fighting about? Drue: No. But you made it perfectly clear that it wasn't about us. Nothing that night was about us. Jen: I used you to provoke him, didn't I? [Deep sigh] Oh, god. That's why you didn't want to talk about it. Drue: No worries. I just figured you were a lesbian or something. Jen: Heh heh! I wish. Drue, I'm sorry. I'm real sorry I used you. Drue: Apology accepted. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is working on his computer, and doesn't notice Joey come up to the room and stand in the door way.] Dawson: How long have you been standing there? Joey: Not long. Dawson: [Deep sigh] From the look on your face, I take it Pacey couldn't convince you. Joey: Dawson, I have to tell you something, and I don't know if I can. [Dawson stands up and walks over to her.] No, please... don't make this harder. Dawson: Don't make what harder? Joey: Telling you the truth. The night that I ran into you at the movies, I was trying to make sense of things, too, and when you asked me that very personal question, you were right. I slept with Pacey over the ski trip. I wanted to tell you the truth, Dawson, but after all the time we spent together just walking and talking, I mean... it's like things are right between us again, and it's better than I ever thought it ever could be. So when you asked me that question... I don't know. I thought that you wouldn't understand. Dawson: So you never gave me a chance to understand? Joey: I know I should have told you the truth, Dawson. I know it wasn't fair of me to let you go on thinking that things were still the same, that... Dawson: That I was the most important person in your life. Joey: All I can say is I never wanted to hurt you. Dawson: Heh. Joey: I guess I should go. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Tom Frost's Office. Jen is there sitting on the couch and talking to Tom in another Sessions for this week.] Jen: I mean, after all my talking and sleuthing and crying, all that I remember is that the last time that I saw my father, we had a really big fight. Which, given our history, is about as obvious as it is predictable, and I still don't even know what we were fighting about. I mean, was it just because I was being sent away? Tom: You're not ready to find out. When you're ready, it'll come to you. Jen: You're a real font of wisdom today. Tom: These things take time, Jen. Jen: What happens when I do remember? I mean, if I remember. What do you think happens? I suppose I'll have yet another specific reason to hate my parents. Tom: Do you think you're here to accumulate reasons to hate your parents? Jen: No. Tom: So? Jen: So I'm here to stop hating them? Closer. Tom: Oh, I don't know. Jen: Doc, give me a break. One of us in this room has a degree in this. Tom: You're here to stop hating yourself. See, when you act out at the age that you did, when you have sex in your parent's bed at 12 years old, when you abuse liquor and drugs before you're even old enough to drive, yes, you're doing it as a cry for love. Yes, you're doing it because something robbed you of your childhood in a way that you'll be angry about for a long time. But the reason you keep acting out, the reason you've stayed on a self-destructive path is not because you blame your father for what happened. It's because you blame yourself. That's why you don't want to remember. As long as you don't, you'll keep telling yourself that whatever happened is your fault, and you'll keep acting out, and you'll keep robbing yourself of life's greatest moments until you prove yourself right. But you're wrong. Jennifer, you are a beautiful, innocent young woman who's meant to shine in this world in ways you can't even begin to fathom. And I'm here to help you see that. Jen: So, can I keep coming, like, 4 times a week? Tom: Ha ha ha! [Scene: Outside Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Pacey is sitting on the porch, when Joey comes pulling up to the house in her truck, and joins him.] Pacey: So, are we going to Worthington? Joey: No. Pacey: But you did go and talk to Dawson. Joey: Yeah. I had to tell him something that I should have told him a long time ago, pace. Pacey: Something about us? Something about us and sex? Joey: I don't know why I lied, pace, but I did. Pacey: It's ok. You told him the truth now. That's what's important. And as long as we're in the season of honesty, there's something else that I probably ought to offer up. Joey: What's that? Pacey: Well... as happy as I was for you when I found out that you were going to Worthington, I think that I was... just as happy when I found out that you weren't. It's not that I don't want you to be able to go off and realize your dreams, Joey, because I do. But for the first time, I just--I felt like it wasn't me that was holding you back from it. Joey: Pacey, you've never held me back. You have to stop thinking like that. Pacey: You know what? I could stop thinking like that if you'd just promise me one thing, that if the day ever comes, and it may come much sooner than either one of us thinks, but if that day ever comes where you did feel like I was holding you back... promise me that you'd cut me loose, yeah? Joey: Pacey. Promise me that. I won't promise you that. You're asking me to promise to let you go. I can't do that. [Scene: At Gram House. Jen and Jack are sitting on the floor staring at a Goldfish in a bowl on the table.] Jack: Exactly what is it we're doing, again? Jen: I told you. A memory exercise. Jack: And why are we doing this? Jen: My shrink recommended it. It's kind of like self-hypnosis. Supposedly, if you stare at the fish for a half-hour or so, it will help you remember things. It's my hope that by staring at this fish, it'll help me recall why I'm so angry at my father, thus allowing me to forgive both he and myself and enabling us to go to school in New York city if in fact that's where we desire to attend. Jack: I see. Not for nothing, Jen, but, um... it's only since you started seeing this psychologist that I'm starting to think that you may in fact be crazy. Jen: Jack, do you want to go to school in New York? Jack: Yeah. Shut up. Watch the fish. [Scene: The Docks outside the Potter B&B. Joey comes walking into the back yard and notices Dawson Standing on the docks, and walks down to join him.] Joey: Dawson? Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: Bessie told me I could wait out here. I hope it's ok. Joey: Yeah, I'm just a little surprised, considering... Dawson: I think you underestimate me. I think we underestimate each other. What I'm trying to say, Joey, is that... what you felt the other night at the movie theater, that something was finally right between us... I felt that, too. And nothing will ever change that-- not going to school on different coasts. Not meeting people who we're meant to love forever-- nothing. And I want you to have this. [He hands her an envelope with a check in it.] Joey: But, Dawson Dawson: I don't know how I feel about you sleeping with Pacey. I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow or next week or next year for that matter, but I'm absolutely certain that giving you this is the right thing to do. Because I'm certain about us... and what we mean to each other. And I think you are, too. Joey: Thank you. [She gives him a big hug.] Dawson: You're gonna have some of the best years of your life at Worthington. And I want to hear all about 'em.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x17 - Admissions"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 418 - Eastern Standard Time [Dawson's Room - Gretchen and Dawson are playing 'Life', the board game.] Gretchen: Whatcha thinking? Dawson: Uh, nothing. Just... Joey. Uh, she and Jen got on a train for New York a couple hours ago. Gretchen: Don't they have school in the morning? Dawson: No. No, they don't. It's ditch day. Gretchen: You know, the night before our ditch day, me, Alice, Carol, Ted, and Bobby were sitting at my house, and we didn't have anything to do. So we got in our car and we just started to drive south. We drove all night, all day, all the way to the Virginia state line, got out of our car, looked around, turned back, and drove home. Dawson: I've never done anything remotely like that in my entire life with anyone. Gretchen: Why not? (Dawson grabs her hand and pulls her off the bed and down the stairs.) Wait, what are we doing? What about Life? I was about to retire in style. Dawson: We're gonna abandon Life for a little while. We're gonna get in the car and drive. Gretchen: Whoa, Tex. I wasn't making a suggestion, just basking in a nostalgic impulse. Dawson: Doesn't matter. It's exactly what we need. Gretchen: Why does this sound like a Bruce Springsteen song? Dawson: It is, exactly like that. It's epic and--and romantic and crazy and perfect. Plus, I don't think we have a choice 'cause it's not enough just to recognize your fears. Gretchen: Well, it may be enough for right now. Dawson: No, it's--I can't wait. Time is running out. I mean, don't you feel it, at least a little bit, the absolute urgency of this moment? (he kisses her) Come on. [Therapist Office - Jen sits on the couch talking to Frost.] Frost: You're very quiet today. Jen: I know. I'm sorry. Frost: Don't be. Tell me what's on your mind. Jen: It's not important. Frost: We'll see. Jen: You know the song 'Sweet Jane'? Frost: 'Sweet Jane' Cowboy Junkies? Jen: Mmm, it's Lou Reed, actually. Um, the Cowboy Junkies covered it a few years ago, but that's the one. It's stuck in my head. I used to really love that song. Learned it by heart. [Train Station - Jen and Joey are walking through the station in New York.] Joey: So, did I perhaps mention my list and schedule of destinations I will be visiting in this city while you are at your boring college meeting? Jen: Several times. Joey: Ok, so I figured out precisely when and where we need to split up and get back together for dinner at 8:00 if we gotta make the train at 11:00. Jen: You are flirting with maniacal, sweetie. Joey: Well, do you know where the admissions office is at the University of New York? Jen: Yeah, I'm sure we'll figure it out. Joey: Well, don't you think we better get heading downtown in order that you have plenty of time to find it in the maze that is Greenwich village? You don't want to be late. This is a very, very fast-paced city. Jen: I'll try to keep up. [Capeside High - Pacey sits in a classroom by himself studying when Drue walks in with a cup of coffee.] Drue: Witter. What the hell are you doing here? It's ditch day. Pacey: Well, I heard you'd be here, Drue. And far be it for me to miss out on even the smallest morsel of your flamboyant wit. Drue: Thank you. The administration has kindly informed me that, uh, given my questionable attendance and disciplinary records, that participation in potential ditching would result in failure to graduate. So I told them to stick it. Pacey: And yet you're still here. Drue: Funny how that works. Yeah. They called my mother. Pacey: Look, Drue, I have this quiz right now, and it's really more of a test than a quiz. He just likes to call them quizzes. I also have a lot of studying to do, so- Drue: So what do you say? After this quiz of yours, whence our attendance is duly noted, you and I blow off afternoon classes and we go get dangerous? Pacey: Boy, that sounds real tempting, but no. Drue: Witter. Sometimes... you just got to say what the hell and live a little. Pacey: Yes, but, you see, I have this test today, and then I have another test tomorrow that's twice as big. Drue: Ouch. Hate to be you. Does make you wonder, though. Pacey: Wonder what? Drue: What it is Joey's doing at this moment as you rot away in academic prison. [Coffee Shop - Jen and Joey walk in.] Typo: Jen Lindley? Jen: I'm so glad you're here. Typo: Ohh! Ha ha ha! Princess of Soho, love of my life. (they hug) Jen: Look at you. What did you do to your hair? Joey, this is Typo. Typo, this is Joey. Joey: (smiling) Typo. Jen: You happen to be looking at one of the very best people in a city of 12 million, not to mention the future of the expressionist movement. Typo: She knows that flattery will get her everywhere. So what brings you two ladies to the city? Jen: Well, uh, Joey's taking care of me. She's my keeper. Typo: Well, you always needed one of those. Jen: Hey! She's also just never seen New York. Typo: Never? What kind of young lady's never been to Manhattan? I can't imagine where you buy your clothes. Jen: Ok, come on, sit down for a second. I want to know everything about everyone. What's everybody doing? Who's married? Who's pregnant? Anyone die? Typo: We're all still here. Some we don't see so much anymore. I still try and meet Ben and Monica for lunch at Barney Greengrass on Wednesdays. Jen: Today. Today's Wednesday. Typo: I know. Joey, I cannot wait to show you this place-- Joey: Jen, aren't we forgetting about that meeting you have with the admissions guy from the University of New York? Typo: You're applying to the University? Jen: Oh, actually, I got in. I just gotta go meet the guy. Typo: Baby, is it possible that we're gonna get you back? Jen: I'm contemplating it. What do you think? Typo: Dumb question. Joey: Well, I can't believe it. I mean, it's so far away from where we live, Jen. I mean, honestly, I can't believe there is even any debate about whether or not you wanna go back. Jen: What about that thing that they always say, though, you know, that you can never really go home again? [Capeside High - Pacey sits in the classroom as other students start to straggle in. A teach walks in before them.] Teacher: Mr. Witter. My favorite and only senior. Far as I know, all the college acceptance letters have officially been sent. How are your options? Pacey: They are narrowing by the minute, sir. Teacher: Well, relax. This quiz is the first quiz of the rest of your life. [On the Road - Dawson and Gretchen are driving a Jeep when they get a flat tire. Dawson pulls over and they get out of the car to examine the flat.] Gretchen: Whoops. Dawson: Well... this happened. Gretchen: That's it? That's all you have to say? After 6 hours on the road? "This happened"? Aren't you supposed to have a spare? Dawson: Supposed to, yeah. Have? No. I gave it to some kid who needed a ride home. Gretchen: Well, I'm excited. I mean, this is exactly the kind of unforeseen complication that makes trips like this an adventure and not just an excursion. (she kisses him) Dawson: What was that for? Gretchen: Inspiration. And now I'm gonna go use my body to hitchhike us a ride. But you better hide, 'cause nobody's gonna pick up a babe and her boyfriend. Dawson: You know what? I'm not so crazy about the hitchhiking idea. Gretchen: Why not? Dawson: You ever see the hitcher? Rutger Hauer? Gretchen: Mm-hmm. Dawson: Just trust me, we'll regret it. Gretchen: Ok, well, what, then? Dawson: Uh... (he sees a sign to the next town, 6 miles) walking distance. (Gretchen groans) Come on, you're up for adventure. [Capeside High - the bell rings and students begin passing their tests forward. Pacey continues to work, until the teacher finally comes around to collect his test.] Teacher: Mr. Witter? (Pacey sighs and hands him the test.) [New York - Jen and Joey walk through the street.] Joey: Jen, um, what did they say the name of the admissions guy was? Jen: Uh, Thomas, uh, Stevenson--ton. Joey: Because you said Steve Thompson the last time I asked, and the time before that you said Thomas Stetson. Jen: One of those. I--I forget. Joey: You don't have a meeting at the University of New York, do you? (Jen looks at Joey like she's busted.) What are we doing here? Jen: I gotta see my dad. I've just been thinking about things lately, why things are the way they are, and, uh, I think I'm just not gonna know until I see him. But you should take in the city. You only got one day and you got so much stuff to see. And I'm, you know, I'm gonna be fine. Most likely. You just got to meet me at 8:00 in front of the Mercer hotel for dinner, ok? Joey: You were paying attention to my schedule. Jen: Be careful out there. Joey: I feel like I'm not gonna see you again. Jen: You will. (Jen walks off in the opposite direction) Joey: (she thinks about it, then turns around to catch up with Jen) Yeah, I will. Jen: What? Joey: I'm coming with you. I'm your keeper. (they walk off) [City - Gretchen and Dawson make it into the city, which very much looks deserted.] Dawson: Is it just me or does this seem eerily like the Twilight Zone? Gretchen: There anyone here? Dawson: Uhhh-huh. Hello? Is anybody here? Irv: Hello there. How goes it? Gretchen: That must be Irv. Irv: That's me. Irv of Irv's garage. How can I be of service to you two today? Dawson: Well, our tire blew out about 6 miles down the road. Irv: Son, this is your lucky day, ain't it? I've got some tires in stock. Dawson: Great. We'll take one of those. Irv: Be my pleasure. Dawson: And, uh, a ride back to our car. Irv: Oh, boy. Now there we've got a problem. The only vehicle I got to take you there is my truck here, Eleanor Roosevelt, and unfortunately Mrs. Roosevelt's taken ill. See, she's got a busted carburetor. I'm the only one here to do any work all alone and it'll be most of the day before I get her up and running again. Dawson: Well, what if I helped you fix the car, you drive us back to our flat. I'd like to learn something about Eleanor Roosevelt. Irv: That is the most generous thing I've heard all week. Thank you, son. Now, you just step in there. I'm gonna show you the secrets of an automobile. Come on. You see, this here is the air filter. Gretchen: All right, uh, you guys have fun. There's nothing better than a man who smells like motor oil. I'm gonna find us something to eat. Dawson: Ok. Irv: W-what's your name, son? Dawson: Dawson. Irv: All right, now, this is the air filter, Dawson, and right down there is the carburetor. [Jen's Dad's Office - Joey and Jen step out of the elevator and stand outside the doorway to the office.] Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Jen, Jen! Look... After urgent realization and revelation, you travel all the way to New York city to see this man, to confront him about something in what I'm feeling will be one of the seminal moments of your entire life. I've been there... at least close enough to know that it only happens once, so you'd better take a second to think about what that's gonna be. Jen: Ok. [Capeside High Cafeteria - Pacey sits alone trying to put ketchup on his fries. He overhears some students talking.] Girl: So how about we talk about that quiz? Boy: Piece of cake. Never even broke a sweat. So you think you aced it? Girl: Oh, no problem. It was so easy. I didn't even study last night. You think his next one's gonna be as easy? Boy: Yeah. (Pacey looks across the cafeteria at Drue, who also turns to look at Pacey. Pacey gives him a nod to the side and Drue nods back.] [Office Bathroom - Jen is washing her hands while Joey leans against the counter. Jen seems to be crying.] Joey: Jen, what happened to you? Jen: God, I used to hate Capeside. When I was a little girl, like 12, I-- god, I just hated it. And I know it sounds ludicrous now, but it was because of my Grams. I was totally petrified of her. So whenever my mom would want us to go visit, I'd just... I just completely didn't want to go. Um, and there was-- there was this one time, it was a Friday, and, um, we were supposed to go up there for the weekend, just me and my mom because my dad had all this work to do, and I just complained and--and fought with her in the cab all the way to the station. And we get to the platform, and for some reason, I still don't know why, but she just turned to me and said, "Jen, you don't want to go? Fine. Stay here. Go home and be with your father." And I just remember, um, being shocked that--that I'd won. That instead of going to Capeside I got to go spend a whole weekend with my dad. Heh! I really loved my dad, but-- (a woman walks in. Jen stops and looks at Joey. They grab their things and walk out.) [Diner - Gretchen walks into a coffee shop/diner and walks up to the counter. An impatient looking waitress moves to take her order.] Gretchen: Hi there. Waitress: What do you want? Gretchen: (she flinches) Uh, let me have a tuna-- Waitress: We're out of tuna. Gretchen: Ok. Uh, how about the chicken salad-- Waitress: We're out of chicken salad, too. Gretchen: Egg salad? Waitress: Nope. Gretchen: What do you have? Waitress: Beef. Gretchen: Roast beef? Waitress: Sort of. Gretchen: Ok, uh, I guess I'll take 2 of those, (the waitress walks off and Gretchen calls after her) and can I get a couple of Cokes? Waitress: (over her shoulder) Pepsi. Gretchen: Right. [Office - A secretary walks into Mr. Lindley's office.] Secretary: Excuse me. There are 2 young women here to see you, and one of them is saying she's your daughter. (he has no reaction, but motions his fingers as if to let them in. Jen and Joey walk in and Mr. Lindley immediately looks happy.) Mr. Lindley: (attacking Jen with a hug) Angel, I am so glad you're here. Jen: Hi, dad. Mr. Lindley: (to Joey) Hello there. You a friend of Jennifer's? Jen: Yeah, this is Joey Potter from Capeside. Mr. Lindley: Joey Potter from Capeside, a pleasure. Joey: Nice to meet you, Mr. Lindley. Mr. Lindley: Please call me Theo. Tell me what brings you and my daughter to Manhattan. Joey: Well, I've never, uh, been here, and Jen was... Jen got accepted to the University of New York. Mr. Lindley: Donna? Secretary: (walking in) Yes? Mr. Lindley: My daughter was accepted to the University of New York. Secretary: Congratulations. Mr. Lindley: Cancel the rest of my day and make reservations for 3 at the Westside Grille in 30 minutes. Jen: Dad, you don't have to-- Mr. Lindley: My daughter was accepted to college. Doesn't even matter which one. That's a big event in any father's life, huge even. It's way more important than some lame business meeting. We're gonna celebrate. [Bar - Drue and Pacey walk in. People are playing pool and drinking.] Pacey: Mos Eisley. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious. Drue: (to the bartender) Hey, mack, did you miss me? Bartender: You, Gilbert? Always. Pacey: Gilbert? Drue: Shut up and take this. (he hands him a fake ID) Pacey: Uh, look, Gilbert, this is a picture of a short, balding Asian man in his 40s. He's not exactly what you call my doppelganger. Drue: Are you kidding? That guy could be your twin brother. Besides, they don't even look at the picture in this place. They don't even really care. They just want to see something. (they take a seat at a table) Waitress: (walking up) Hi. Who's your friend, Gilbert? He got an I.D.? (Pacey hands his ID to her) David Kebo of Rhode Island? What can I get you, Dave? Drue: Can we get 3 rounds of your finest tequila, (handing her a credit card) and I'd like to start running a tab, please. Thank you. (she walks off) My father's idea of a birthday present. Creative, isn't it? Pacey: When was your birthday? Drue: You know why I brought you here, Pacey? Pacey: Uh, because you didn't want to drink alone. Drue: Well, yeah, but there's more. The bar that we're sitting in right now, the big Ace Saloon, lies in the shadow of your local community college, which as I understand it, is becoming an increasingly likely alternative for you. Heh! Yes. Pacey: You know, man, when I was in school today I just couldn't help but feeling that the place is getting a little lonely, you know? I mean, everybody's gone. Drue: It was ditch day. Pacey: Well, I know. Look, I don't think I'm ready to have this conversation yet with anybody and especially not with you. Drue: That's fine. I just thought that you should see this place, you know. But, hey, despite the stigma of failure and loss, we're surrounded by good people, you know, smart people, people of substance. (their drinks come) Let's toast, shall we? Pacey: Mm-hmm. Drue: To the future. (they toast and down their sht of tequila) [On the Road - Irv is driving Dawson and Gretchen back to their car.] Irv: And my grandpappy had this car, big car. You understand back in those days a car like that was a precious commodity. Gretchen: Still is. Irv: Yeah. You're right there, little girl. Now, I'm gonna get yours all fixed up and then you two lovebirds'll be on your way. Where you headed? Dawson: Uh, hard to say, Irv. It's hard to say. Irv: Anyhoo, grandpappy and me were heading through Texas-- Gretchen: Irv? Irv: What's that, dear? Gretchen: How much is this gonna cost us? Irv: Cost? You mean money? Dawson: Gretchen, that's not really a polite question. Irv here is doing us a tremendous favor-- Irv: 60 bucks. Dawson: Excuse me? Irv: 60 bucks for the tire, then another 20 bucks for the ride here. Dawson: Honey, give him the money. [Side of the Road - Dawson and Gretchen are leaning into the window, as if he's just kicked them out of his car.] Dawson: Ok, I'm confused. Didn't I just spend all morning helping you fix your truck? Irv: Yes, you did, Dawson. That was mighty nice of you, and you're gonna make a crackerjack mechanic, boy. Crackerjack. Dawson: But you're not gonna help us? Irv: Of course I can't help you when you don't have any money. Dawson: What about generosity? Irv: Good luck to you two lovebirds. (he takes off) Dawson: Well, that happened, too. [Westside Grille - Jen, Joey and Mr. Lindley are taking their seats at a table.] Mr. Lindley: (pulling a seat out) I got it. (to the waiter) Hey, Henry, how's it going? Let me get a glenlivit on the rocks, splash of water. I want to get your best Shirley temple for my daughter, and whatever Ms. Josephine potter would enjoy, and I'll tell you what else, Henry, tell him that we're here. He'll know what to make. Jen: Dad? Mr. Lindley: Yes, sweetheart? Jen: (long pause) Eh, uh, nothing, nothing. I forgot. Joey: Mr. Lindley, she's too modest to say it, but Jen was accepted to 5 out of the 6 colleges that she applied to. Mr. Lindley: Honey, that's fantastic! That's really excellent. See, when I applied to school, I was only accepted at one, you know. Princeton. But it made the decision-making process a lot easier. Joey: Well, Jen has a lot of choices. Mr. Lindley: She also has impeccable judgment. So, what about you, Joey? You know where you're headed? Joey: Uh, I think I'm headed to Boston. Mr. Lindley: Oh, jeez! What about New York? This whole city is an education and an inspiration. What do you think about that? Joey: I don't know. I think it's kind of big. Mr. Lindley: Big? Yeah, no kidding it's big. It's the biggest city in the country. Even though the island itself doesn't have that much space. But it's amazing, you know, I have lived here for 30 years, and, uh, it still continues to surprise me every day. Joey: How? Mr. Lindley: How what? Joey: How does it surprise you every day? Mr. Lindley: Good question. A city like New York where everything's moving all the time at this constant driving pace, right? It's like a living organism breathing and changing, and over time your relationship to it becomes like this incredible romance, you know? At first, it's intoxicating, irresistible, and then slowly it becomes comfortable and safe. You have this cellular connection to it, as if you've known each other forever, like your oldest happiness, and sometimes you're on the outs, and sometimes you're making up, and every now and then you catch yourself in this transcendent moment where you think to yourself, "oh, my god, I'm madly in love with you, and I always will be." And I think that's when it surprises me. Joey: Whoa, that's a good answer. [Side of the Road - It's night time and Dawson is pacing in front of the car while Gretchen sits on the hood.] Dawson: I can't think of anything. Gretchen: Well, that's just too damn bad, isn't it? Dawson: Please? Gretchen: (laughing) I'm sorry. I love traveling with you, but I simply cannot give you your sandwich until you figure out a way to fix this situation and get us moving again. It's a perfect opportunity for you to rise to the occasion. Dawson: You know I'm starving. Gretchen: Mmm. I can imagine. You haven't had your beef sandwich, and did you know Willowby was famous for their beef sandwiches? Dawson: Ok, we'll walk back into town, call my parents, have them wire us money. Gretchen: Ok, first of all, do you have any idea what it means to wire money? Dawson: I--I've seen the commercials. It's the fastest way to send money. Gretchen: And second of all, how did your experience of Willowby so radically differ from mine to the point you believe they actually have a 24-hour Western Union? Dawson: Gugggh! [The Bar - Pacey and Drue are now playing poker with some other patrons.] Pacey: Hand over those dollar bills, boys, you're playing with daddy now. Bartender: How you boys doing? Drue: Quite well. Bartender: You having a good time? Drue: Mighty big fun, mack. Mighty big fun. Bartender: Dave? (Pacey doesn't answer) Dave! Pacey: Yeah. Yeah, Dave. Bartender: You're from Rhode island, right? Pacey: Yes, I was born and raised in Rhode island. Bartender: Hey, me, too. What brought you to my establishment? Pacey: I was in search of, you know, good folks, good fun, and you, sir, have plenty of both. Bartender: Well, thanks, dave, I appreciate that, really, but, um, that's not really what I meant. What I meant was what highway brought you from Rhode island to my establishment? Pacey: Uhhh, that-- well, we took the Chesapeake highway down to the Sam Adams turnpike, and then from the Sam Adams turnpike you just--you get onto Clayton road, you take that south-- Drue: You know what? You have to excuse my friend Dave right now. He's a little drunk and-- Bartender: Your $100 bill is spent, Gilbert. And Dave? I don't know any of those names. Pacey: Well, that's too bad. (he stands up next to the bartender) You calling me a liar? (Pacey and Drue start busting up!) [Westside Grille - Mr. Lindley walks back to the table with his cell phone, as if he just got off the phone.] Mr. Lindley: Ladies, I just got some bad news. It's nothing serious, but I have to head back to the office to take care of some stupid business stuff. Um, I'd love to stay, but you know. Go ahead and order anything more you want. Joey, I know that your taste buds have yet to be satisfied. It's all paid for. Henry will take care of you guys. (handing a wad of cash to Jen) I want you to take your friend out and show her an amazing night in New York, ok? Show her some magic. (kisses Jen on the cheek and she flinches but he doesn't notice) Joey, you're never gonna find a better tour guide than my daughter. She knows this town better than anyone. It's great to meet you. Joey: It was nice meeting-- Mr. Lindley: (rushing away from the table) Jennifer, I love you. You get more beautiful all the time. Uh, I'll see you around. Have a safe trip home. I'll call you. [Rooftop - Jen and Joey walk out onto a rooftop of a building. You can see practically all of New York from there.] Jen: (pointing off) So, below us is Wall street. World Trade Center, Tribeca, lower eastside, Soho, Washington Square Park, Flatiron, Union Square, off on the distance that's Midtown, Rockefeller Center, the theater district, Radio City, and, uh, the Empire State Building. God, I do love this town. Joey: So this is New York city. Jen: No. This ain't the half of it, and it is so much better up close. Joey: Yeah, but still, Jen, I mean, thank you. This blows my mind. You blow my mind. Jen: Aw, thank you. Thanks for coming with me today. I needed you. Joey: I know. (long pause) Hey, Jen? Jen: Yeah? Joey: What happened after your mom left you on the platform at grand central station? Jen: Um... I--I spent that weekend wandering around the city, just walking by myself. Joey: Where did you sleep? Jen: For the first night, I slept in the parking lot of this office building that I always used to pass on my way to school. Um... next night, I fell asleep in the V.I.P. Room of, um, this club called... heh! Purgatory? Ha! And the last night, um... I slept in the dorm room of this guy that I met at a bar. Joey: And why didn't you go home to be with your father? Jen: I did. Uh, I have to go. Joey: I know. Jen: I'm sorry. Are you gonna be ok? Joey: Hey, I'm gonna be fine. Are you gonna be ok? Jen: Yeah. Yeah, maybe for the first time. Joey: I feel like... Jen: What? Joey: I still feel like we're not gonna see you again. Jen: We'll see. Joey: Jen, the train leaves at 11:00. Make it. I mean, we need you back there. (Jen smiles and walks off) [Beach - Dawson and Gretchen sit on a blanket on the beach in front of a little fre.] Gretchen: I take back every obnoxious thing I've said. Dawson: Ever? Gretchen: No, just today. Dawson: Why? Gretchen: Because you built a f*re. That's a lot more than most guys I've been with could do. Out of driftwood and--and twigs and, you know, only using wet matches. I'm impressed. Dawson: That's what 3 years of boy scouts will do for you. Gretchen: It's extremely sexy. Dawson: How sexy? (they start kissing) Gretchen: Wait a second. First you gotta tell me what's going on with you. Dawson: Ok, uh... today is--is a perfect example. It's a perfect example of how our visions for our lives conflict with realities. I still have my distortions and my delusions. I still think that everything should be perfect, and that Joey and i should have slept together for the first time. What I realized is that I gotta let go. You know, I-- it's time. And there's so much ahead of me. I mean, there's college, there's--there's this new baby... and there's you. Gretchen: So what are you saying? Dawson: I'm in love with you, and I no longer remember what we're waiting for. Gretchen: Neither do I. (they continue to kiss) [Lindley Residence - Jen walks in and finds her dad asleep in an armchair.] Mr. Lindley: (waking up, groggy) Jennifer? Jen: I took a cab here. Mr. Lindley: What? Jen: And all the way I had these visions of--of coming in and announcing that I wasn't going to Capeside. Mr. Lindley: What are you talking about? Jen: You'd smile, and we'd-- we'd go for a walk Mr. Lindley: It's really late. Jen: And I came up the stairs, I unlocked the door, and I put my bag down, and I didn't hear anything, so I thought maybe you weren't there. Mr. Lindley: I was just resting. I'm awake now. Jen: And then I he-heard, um, something. I heard a voice, a whimper, very far away. And then I heard it again. And that's when I recognized it. I--I knew that it was Annie. Mr. Lindley: Who? Jen: Annie Sawyer. She lived in the apartment downstairs with her parents, and she was probably the age I am right now. She was my favorite person in the whole world. Mr. Lindley: And she was in our apartment? Jen: You were having sex with her. But you were careless. You left your bedroom door open, and I could see in from the hallway. I could see through the opening. It was-- Mr. Lindley: Jennifer, you need some help. Have you talked to anyone about this? Jen: And I backed down the hall, and I went down the stairs, and I slipped out the front door, and I disappeared onto Fifth avenue in a big crowd. It was after that that things started to get really bad, didn't they? Mr. Lindley: You have imagined in great detail something that never actually happened a very long time ago. Jen: Dad... who are you? Mr. Lindley: I'm your father. Jen: You knew, didn't you? Oh, god, all this time. My life got uglier and messier, and then you sent me away. You--you made me feel ashamed. You-- you punished me for all these things that were beyond my control. You saw me standing in the doorway. Ohh! And you never said anything. I wasn't-- Mr. Lindley: I didn't-- Jen: No. I don't need a confession from you. That's not why I came here. I don't need you to apologize to me for all the pain that you've caused me, and I don't have to forgive you. All I have to do is forgive myself for these things that I can't change. Good-bye, daddy. [Cop Car - Pacey sits in the back and Drue is vomiting outside next to it. Doug pulls up and gets out of the car.] Doug: What do you got, man? Officer: Picked him up for drunk and disorderly. You know the drill. Pacey: (getting out of the car and approaching Doug) So what are you gonna do, Doug? Arrest me? Doug: I should. More I'm just curious. Pacey: About what? Doug: You're not satisfied with being a moron and failure. You gotta add drunk to your list of credentials? Pacey: (getting angry and attacking Doug) What? This is it for me! (Doug tries to hold him off, but more like a hug.) This is my whole life right here! This is all I get. Doug: Pacey-- Pacey: Get off of me! [Beach - Dawson and Gretchen are making out.] Gretchen: I want to make love to you so much. So much. And I really believe that that was why we came here, but it's not. I guess just as much as I want you and I love you, we're not gonna do this. Dawson: Why not? Gretchen: Because when we go there, it's not gonna be because you have something to prove to yourself. It's gonna be because we love each other, and because we're prepared to show each other what that really means. [Montage - 'Sweet Jane' plays as the scene flashes through stages of everyone's lives at the end of the night. Pacey and Drue in the back of the squad car. Joey is at the train station, searching the crowd for Jen. Jenb is in the cab, crying. Dawson is asleep on the beach. Gretchen sits up crying. Pacey arrives home and finds his books open. He glances at himself in the mirror. Last call at the train station. Joey continues to wait until she finally sees Jen in the crowd. Jen walks up and they hug. Joey talks her hand as they walk towards the train. Jen is back in her therapist's office.] Jen: So it was good. I needed to go back, and I did, and now I'm done. I got what I needed. Frost: You know you're not done, not even close. We just opened this door. We're only just starting to make sense. Jen: No, I'm finished. Frost: Jen-- Jen: Tom, I get it. I do, and I appreciate it, and I'm really glad that we could do this, but... I don't have anything else to say. I'll see you around. (she walks out of the office)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x18 - Eastern Standard Time"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 419 - Late [Scene: The Leery Living room. Dawson and Gretchen are sitting on the couch, while Mitch is standing by the stairs calling up to Gale.] Mitch: I can't believe your mother is still getting dressed. What is she doin' up there? Dawson: Well, there's a whole lot more of her to dress these days. Gretchen: So not what to say to a woman who's 2 weeks overdue. Mitch: She's right, Dawson. You say, "darling, I've never seen a woman with a 65" waist look so hot." Gretchen: You guys are terrible. Mitch: What would be terrible is missing our reservation. This may be our last date before the baby comes, and if we don't hurry [Gale comes down holding her very pregnant belly.] Gale: Mitch, we have to go. Now. Mitch: You're telling me? We're late already. Gale: No. Forget about dinner. Dawson: Now? Gale: Now. Mitch: Now? Gale: Uh-huh. If we don't get moving, yeah, right here on the stairs. Mitch: Ok. How long are your contractions? Gale: Long enough to hurt. Aah! Aah! Mitch: Here. Gale: Aah! Mitch: I got the bag. Gale: Did you pack my bathrobe? Mitch: Flannel. Gale: Heavy socks? Mitch: Wool. Gale: Lip balm? Mitch: Damn! I knew I forgot something. Dawson: What, are you guys going skiing? Gale: I'm gonna pant for a few hours. Aah! [Gretchen and Dawson help Gale out to the door while Mitch grabs the suitcase in the hall. Gretchen reaches into her pocket and pulls out some lip balm.] Gretchen: Here. Mitch: Ah, thanks. We should call the doctor. Gale: From the car. Mitch: We'll call you, too, son. Gale: Did you remember the birthing music? Mitch: I got Enya, John Tesh, Kenny G. Gale: I'm having a baby, not going into a coma. Mitch: I'll sing for you honey. We'll call you from the hospital. [Mitch and Gale leave while Dawson and Gretchen watch them go.] Dawson: Well, I guess that pretty much does it for our evening. Gretchen: Pretty much. Dawson: Yeah. Both: Ha ha ha! Ha! [Excitedly hold each other] [Opening Credits] [Scene: The Hospital. Mitch and Gale are talking to the doctor when Dawson enters the room.] Gale: It's not happening? Doctor: They're called Braxton hicks contractions. False labor. Gale: Trust me. There is nothing false about these contractions. Doctor: You're right, but they're not enough to bring on dilation. You're still at 1 centimeter, gale. Gale: Are you sure you're using the right ruler? [Dawson enters] Dawson: So, I take it there's no baby yet? Gale: Mm-mmm. Doctor: The baby may decide not to make an appearance for days. Dawson: Really? Doctor: Normally, I'd have no cause for concern. Mitch: But you do. Doctor: Because of gale's age, there's a significantly increased risk of complications. Dawson: What kind of complications? Doctor: Now, I don't want anyone to worry. Mitch: Then tell us what you're talking about. Doctor: If stage 2 labor doesn't begin in a few days, I'm going to induce, and if any issues arise, we've got a great facility here to do an immediate "C." Gale: Oh, my god. Do you really think that it's gonna be necessary? Doctor: Just relax. Honestly, that's the best thing you can do right now. Mitch: Isn't there anything you can do to help the baby along? Doctor: Some of my patients try talking to their babies. What's your baby's name? Dawson: That's a very good question. Mitch: We haven't quite found the right one yet. Doctor: I'm gonna write you a prescription, gale, and then I'm gonna go back to dinner with my husband. You do the same. [The doctor hands her the prescription and then leaves.] Gale: "Name your baby." [Scene: The School Library. Tobey is helping Will with his reading.] Will: This assignment is all kinds of stupid. The story doesn't even have a hero. Tobey: Most good stories have a hero of some sort. Will: But everybody in here has all these problems. [Jack comes running into the library taking his coat off in a hurry.] Jack: Actually, will, the most interesting heroes usually have a problem they can't overcome, despite themselves. Tobey: Like pathological tardiness. Jack: But many heroes do eventually overcome their flaws. Tobey: Yeah. I'll believe it when I see it. Jack: They just have to learn how to avoid Friday night traffic on Water Street. Tobey: Oh, they didn't learn that last week? Jack: They got stuck on Front Street last week. Will: If you two don't mind, I'm tryin' to pass the fourth grade here. Tobey: Ha ha ha ha! Ok. [Tobey sits down with Will and Jack goes to help another child.] [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Joey is talking on the Cordless phone.] Joey: Hey, guess who? I was just callin' to see if you were back yet, but alas, no beau. So when you get this, give me a call. Ok. Bye. [Bessie sees her and goes outside.] Bessie: Ok. It's official. You've become the neurotic girlfriend. Joey: It's just--it's weird. Bessie: There's nothing weird about it. He's away on a fishing trip with his brother. [They go back into the B&B.] Bessie: I found the most adorable onesie downtown. I just had to get it for gale. Help me wrap it. [Joey looks at it and it makes her nervous.] Joey: I'm goin' to Pacey's. [Joey storms out.] Bessie: Joey. [Scene: Gretchen's House. Gretchen is trying to get the table ready for dinner while Dawson is sitting at it..] Gretchen: What's a naming shower? Dawson: You know, instead of booties, everybody brings names. Gretchen: You people love to invent rituals. Dawson: Heh heh! It's tomorrow afternoon. Can you make it? Gretchen: Tomorrow? Absolutely. The day after, I'm on the noon train to Boston. Dawson: What's in Boston? Gretchen: Well, if my interview for Cambridge magazine goes well, me. Dawson: Cambridge magazine? Gretchen: Yeah. They just called right before you came over. I applied for this interview as an assistant lifestyles editor, and they loved my application. They're actually thinking of paying me to go to concerts and museums and restaurants. Is that amazing or what? Dawson: Wow. Gretchen: Speak your subtext, boy. Dawson: I didn't know that you were applying for a job. Gretchen: Well, I recently made the decision. I was hoping that you would be psyched for me. Dawson: I am psyched for you. It's an incredible job. I think you'll be great at it. Gretchen: But suddenly, this tacit little issue that's been floating in the back of both of our minds has become very real. We're gonna have to talk about it eventually Dawson: "It" referring to the potential continent between us. Gretchen: Ok. How do you feel about long distance relationships? Dawson: Historically, they don't have the best track record, but Gretchen: But we could be that one couple. Dawson: Absolutely. Gretchen: One of us could also join the other. Dawson: How could I ask you to come to California? Gretchen: How could I ask you to come to Boston? Dawson: What's going on here? We're-- last week, we're declaring our love for each other. Now it sounds like we're breaking up. Gretchen: Well, I just think we're dealing with reality. Dawson: Which is what? Gretchen: Right now it's dinner by candlelight with the man I love. [She sits down to eat, but Dawson has a disturbed look on his face.] [Scene: The school library. Tobey and Jack are cleaning up at the end of the day, while Will is sitting on a table waiting for his mother to come and pick him up.] Tobey: You're pretty good at this teaching thing, Mr. Mcphee. Jack: Well, I have to say, I kind of enjoy it. Tobey: Now if we can just get you to show up on time. Jack: Point taken, pal, which is why you're leaving early. Tobey: Oh, come on. That's not necessary. Jack: Yeah, it is. I've had enough of your grief for one day, so I'll stay with will and make sure his mom picks him up. I'll pay my penance. Tobey: You sure? Jack: Go. Tobey: You sure you know how to lock up after Jack: Why are you still here? Tobey: Ok. Good night, Jack. See you tomorrow. Jack: All right. Later, Tobey. [Tobey Leaves.] Jack: Will, give me a hand here with those, please. [Scene: Outside at the bus stop. Tobey walks up to the Bus stop, and another man is already sitting there waiting for the bus.] Tobey: Ooh. Whoo! Cold night. [The guy turns and looks at him] Buses run late. [The guy stands up, and another comes up behind them, and then fade to black.] [Scene: Gretchen's House. Joey pulls up to the house and gets out of the truck and goes to the porch. It is late at night, but Gretchen is sitting outside all alone.] Joey: I'm really sorry to come by so late. Gretchen: It's cool. Dawson just left. Joey: Look, I really need to talk to Pacey. Do you have any idea when he's gonna be back from his fishing trip? Gretchen: No, I don't, but I'm sure he'll call you as soon as he gets back. Joey: There's something wrong, isn't there? I mean, this isn't like Pacey. Gretchen, what's going on? [Gretchen stands up and stares off into the horizon.] Gretchen: You know, I told him I wouldn't do this anymore, and I won't. Joey: What? Gretchen: Lying. It's the worst thing for everyone. Joey: Pacey isn't on a fishing trip, is he? Gretchen: Pacey got arrested for public drunkenness while you were in New York. Doug got the charges dropped, and then he took him camping to try to talk some sense into him. Joey: Oh, my god. Gretchen: This is an intense time. We're all planning our futures, trying to figure out what we're gonna do with the rest of our lives, but if we can't put all that aside and try to do everything possible to make Pacey's life easier right now, he might not have much of one. He's in a lot of pain, so you have to promise me that you won't do anything to put any additional pressure on him right now, ok? I mean, can you do that? Joey: Do you or do you not know how I can get in touch with him? Gretchen: Did you just hear what I said? Joey: No. I can't promise you that, Gretchen. Gretchen: How could you possibly be that selfish? Joey: I'm late. [She realizes what Joey is talking about] Gretchen: Joey, I'm so sorry. I had no idea. Joey: It's ok. I'm fine, thank you. Gretchen: Did you confirm that you're pregnant? Joey: No. I really just need to talk to my boyfriend, so if there's any way that you can get in touch with him Gretchen: As soon as they get back here or if they call in, I promise to make sure that Pacey gets in touch with you. Joey: Thank you. Gretchen: Joey, I know that things seem confusing and frightening, but you have to find the courage to take the test, and that way, you can consider your options. [Joey turns to leave] Joey! Joey: I'm fine. I can handle this. Gretchen: Look, if you change your mind, you can always come back here... any time. ... [Joey gets into her truck and leaves.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Leery house. Gale comes out carry a tray of food, when Jen and Grams come walking up carrying gifts.] Gale: Oh, you guys, I thought I made you promise--no gifts. Grams: Asking ladies not to bring gifts to a shower is like asking the sun not to shine, birds not to sing. Jen: Good lord. Give this woman a ball of yarn and some knitting needles, you'll be amazed what she can come up with. [A bell rings in the house.] Gale: Oh, excuse me. My kitchen's calling. [She hands them the tray, and turns to go into the house as Dawson comes out.] Gale: Oh, hi, honey. Jen: Dawson, why isn't your mom, like, on the couch with her feet up? Dawson: Oh, she's not interested. She's cooking, she's cleaning, she's relentless. Grams: Nesting instinct. Dawson: Do you want some laundry done? You could make her day. Come on. [Gretchen comes walking up to them and Jen and Grams walk over to the benches.] Gretchen: Hey. Dawson: Hey. I went to the bookstore this morning and looked at some magazines-- once certain city magazine in particular. It's a great read. Gretchen: I spent the whole morning trying to pack, you know, and I have to admit, I'm a little nervous. I mean, the only real job interview I ever had was with your mother. [Gale comes out with another tray.] Dawson: Mom, I got it. Gale: Oh, thanks, honey. Ah! Hi, Gretch. Gretchen: Hi. [Joey and Bessie come up to join them. ] Joey: Hey. Gale: Hi, Joey. Gretchen: How you doin'? Joey: Fine. Gretchen: Look, Joey, if you need anything at all, I'm here. Bessie: Would you please tell my sister to get a life of her own? Your brother goes fishing, and, I swear, she doesn't know what to do with herself. Gale: Oh, Joey! Hi. Joey: Hi. Gale: Oh, I haven't seen you in so long. How are you? Joey: Never better. [They all come out to the bench area in the back yard, where everyone is gathering. Mitch and Dawson are there with all the women for the shower.] Mitch: Oh! Ok! Everybody, let's get started. Gretchen: Are you staying? Mitch: I... Grams: tradition is very clear on this matter. No men at showers. Gale: Well, in case you haven't noticed, we're kind of a non-traditional household. Dawson: That's ok. Dad and I will leave and let you women do whatever it is you do at these things. Mitch: Come on, Dawson. Let's get out of here before the vagina monologues start. All: Oh! [Scene: The Library. Jack walks into the library and all the kids are playing around making lots of noise and not studying. Jack looks around but doesn't see Tobey.] Jack: Will, where's Tobey? [Will Shrugs his shoulders] You haven't seen him, heard from him, anything? I don't believe it. Frank, get off that! [Scene: The Shower. Grams is holding a needle hanging at the end of a string over Gale's Belly.] Gretchen: It's moving. It's actually moving. How did you actually find this? Gale: Where did you learn this? Grams: Generations of women have done this. It was the ultrasound of the middle ages. Gale: So what is it? A boy or a girl? Grams: It's just what you want. [Laughs] Bessie: I'd like to go first. These are from Bodie and me. [Bessie hands Gale a card with a name on it.] Gale: Sophie. Gretchen: That's an adorable name. Bessie: It means "wise." That's what we were gonna name Alexander if he was a girl. Gale: Hmm. Sophie Leery. Bessie: If you have a boy... [She hands Gale another card.] Gale: Satchel? Bessie: He played baseball. Bodie swore Mitch would love it. [Ladies laugh] [Scene: Dawson's old Tree fort. Mitch and Dawson are sitting in it together.] Mitch: Here we go. [He hands Dawson a cigar.] Dawson: [Laughs] Mitch: What? Dawson: [Laughs] Sorry. I don't picture you as a stogie-smoking kind of dad. Mitch: Well, evidently, it's what you're supposed to do at a time like this. Dawson: According to who, Larry Flynt? Mitch: According to Mr. Kasdan. It was his gift. I told him I'd do this with you. I did not, however, promise him that we would actually light these deadly things. [Ladies laugh] Dawson: So, you think any of the names they're kickin' around down there'll stick? Mitch: I wonder if our inability to decide on a name means that we aren't really dealing with what's about to happen in our lives. Dawson: Yeah, but the good news is, you guys have had a baby before, so you know what to expect, right? Mitch: Want to know the truth? Having a newborn in your life is pure, unadulterated hell. Dawson: It can't be that bad. Mitch: Oh, but it is, unless you have a breast. A man doesn't really love a baby the way a woman does-- not at first. A man loves the idea of a baby. Dawson: That changes, right? Mitch: One night, you're standing in a dark room, exhausted, reaching for diapers and answers on a shelf you can't see, and this little person calls out to you. "Daddy." That's when you get it. You feel your heart expand in a way you never knew was possible, and you love this little person so much... that you actually ache. I can't explain it any better. Dawson: I think the reason you guys are waiting is because you don't want to just slap a name on this idea. I think you want to get a sense of who this new member of our family is, and I think when you meet him, you'll know. Mitch: You're a pretty smart kid, Dawson. Dawson: Ha ha ha! [Scene: The Shower. The women are still trying to figure out a name.] Jen: If I were to have a girl, I think I'd name her Emma. And for a boy, maybe Jackson? Jackson Pollock. Made a beautiful mess. [Ladies laugh] Gretchen: My favorite boys' name--Kurt. Gale: Strong name. Gretchen: For Kurt Donald Cobain. [Ladies laugh] Gretchen: And my favorite girls' name-- Isabella, after a story that my grandmother used to tell me when I was a little girl. Grams: There are many flowers in the garden, but the most beautiful will always be rose. Gale: Rose Leery. Grams: And for a boy, Thomas, for someone I knew a long time ago. [She looks over to Jen show smiles back at her.] [Scene: The Tree Fort. Dawson and Mitch are still sitting there talking.] Dawson: Gretchen's probably gonna take a job in Boston. Mitch: You think it's a reaction to you getting into USC? A way of protecting herself? Dawson: I don't know. I mean, I never expected her to follow me to California, and it's a great opportunity. I'm really happy for her, but Mitch: Well, just remember, a couple years ago, your mother and I got a divorce. Now we're more in love than ever. Dawson: So you're saying maybe even if we break up, we're still destined to be together? Mitch: I'm saying you have to follow your own path, because with everything else in this life, you just never know. Look at you and Joey. Dawson: Heh. [Scene: The shower. Joey stands up and walks over to Gale holding a small box.] Joey: Well, I was up all night last night, and I couldn't think of a name, but I brought you this instead. I think it embodies everything that a name should. It used to belong to Dawson, and, at some point, I'm sure his little brother or sister will like to wear it. It's getting harder to tell what's right anymore, so I hope you like it. [Gale opens the box to see the necklace that Dawson gave to her.] Gale: Well, of course it's ok, honey. Thank you. I'm sure Dawson will be as touched as I am. And thank all of you. You have given me so much to think about during this labor instead of my contractions. Jen: Well, you can be thankful that you're not gonna be delivering the baby in the middle of a hurricane. Grams: Let's hope not. Bessie: As bad as that was, it wasn't near as difficult as what I saw my mother go through. Gale: Lillian was an amazing woman. I loved her so much. Bessie: 34 hours after her water broke, the baby still hadn't appeared. Jen: So, what made you finally decide to come out and make your grand entrance? Bessie: My mother started calling out her name-- "Josephine! Josephine! Everyone's waiting to meet you," and there she was. This mass of wet, chocolate hair, these curious, saucer eyes, and a pout we all know way too well. [Joey is disturbed and turns, leaves the group and heads to the house, and Bessie gets up and follows after her.] Joey: Excuse me. [Scene: Tobey's House. Jack walks up to the door and begins knocking on it. Tobey comes to the door but doesn't open it.] Tobey: Go away. Jack: You all right? Tobey: I've got the flu. Jack: You don't sound sick. Tobey: [Coughs] It's bad. I'm highly contagious. Go away. Jack: I just had the flu. Tobey: This is a different strain--strain "D." You haven't had this. [Coughs] Jack: Come on, Tobey. Open up. Come on, man. [Tobey opens the door, and he has a black eye, and several cuts on his face, and is on crutches.] Jack: Some flu. Tobey: Yeah. Don't freak. It only hurts when I blink. Jack: What happened? Tobey: I had a divergence of opinion on how a couple of local entrepreneurs should pay for their crack, and I lost the dispute. Jack: So you got mugged. Tobey: Yeah. Now, look, if you'll excuse me, my ice pack is thawing. Jack: Heh. Did you report it? Tobey: Look, it was a mugging. They got 12 bucks. It's not worth the trouble. Jack: Come on. Tobey: I don't want to talk about it. Jack: It'll take 10 minutes. We just go to the cops Tobey: what am I gonna tell 'em? That I frighten some people, so they bat the crap out of me? Just go home, Jack. Jack: Whoa, whoa. Tobe--Tobey! [Door Slam] [Scene: The Leery Porch. Joey walks into it and Bessie follows right behind her.] Bessie: What is going on with you? Joey: Is it suddenly inappropriate or immoral to get a little emotional at a baby shower? Bessie: You're more than emotional. You're neurotic. You're obsessed with finding your boyfriend. You're creeped out being here. Every time gale looks at you, you look the other way. If I didn't know you weren't having sex, I'D... [Joey turns away from her.] Joey. Joey: Can you just leave me alone? Bessie: Are you pregnant? [Joey just turns away from her with tears in her eyes.] Joey: What are you talking about? Bessie: I can't believe this. What happened? Joey: I'm not having this conversation with you. Bessie: Hey, you better watch it, because if something is wrong, you're gonna need me. Joey: Why, so I can sit through another series of endless lectures? Bessie: So you can straighten out your life. Joey: Oh, and have one more like yours. Bessie: [Laughs] You think you're better than me? Look at you. You're just like mom. You're just like me. Joey: No, I'm not, because I assure you, Bessie, that no matter what happens, my life will be different. Bessie: You said that right, because at least I have someone in my life who knows how to take care himself, not to mention a family. Do you? [Gale and the others come onto the porch.] Gale: Somebody get my Jacket! Grams: Got it. Bessie: What's going on? Grams: Gale is in labor. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The hospital. Dawson, Mitch, Gretchen and Gale are coming down the hall. Gale in a wheel chair.] Dawson: Well, I got to hand it to you, mom. That is the fastest way to end a party and clear out the house I've ever seen. Gretchen: Going into labor. I'll have to remember that one. Doctor: How are you feeling, gale? Gale: I want drugs. Mitch: So do I. Doctor: We'll see what we can do. [Mitch, Gale and the Doctor all go into the room, leaving Dawson and Gretchen outside to wait.] [Scene: Outside Gram's House on the swinging bench. Jen is sitting doing some knitting when Jack comes up to join her.] Jen: Howdy, stranger. Jack: What, are you churning butter now, too? Jen: [Laughs] Grams has the needles working in overdrive for gale's baby. There's something kind of meditative and therapeutic about it, too. So, what brings you to these parts? Jack: [Sighs] Just wandering. That's what people do in these kinds of towns. They just wander over to their friends' homes and...ponder their trivial problems. Jen: [Laughs] Tell me tales of your trivial woes. Jack: Woe is Tobey. Jen: That boy is in love. Jack: That boy is on crutches. Jen: Crutches? Seriously? What happened? Jack: He says he got robbed. You know, if I got robbed, I'd be furious. I'd want to report it, I'd want to do something. Jen: Yeah, me, too. Jack: Well, he just wants to be left alone. I think he got attcked 'cause he's gay. Jen: Oh, god. Jack: You think I'm being paranoid? Jen: No. No. Paranoid is healthy. Trust me. Jack: He was the guy on top of the soap box when we first met him. He was carrying on about taking action. Jen: So what are you gonna do? Jack: I--I don't know. I mean, I tried to talk to him. He doesn't want any help. Jen: What, and you're just gonna leave it at that? Jack: Yeah. What do you want me to do? I mean, it's really none of my business. Jen: Jack... if I got attcked, what would you do? Jack: That's not the same thing. Jen: No, the only difference is that in this case, you're exactly like the victim. [Scene: Outside the Hospital room. Dawson and Gretchen are getting some antacid from the desk, then walk back to the room.] Dawson: For my dad. He's nervous about bringing a newborn into his life. Gretchen: [Laughs] Well, it changes everything. Consistently putting somebody else's wants and needs before your own. I think that's what finally makes us a grownup. Dawson: Wonder what that says about us. Gretchen: I think we consider each other's needs, Dawson. Dawson: Yeah, up to a point. And then, you know, we have to think about ourselves. Gretchen: Do you think it should be different at this time in our lives? Dawson: I... I--I don't know. All I know is that there's this stupid part of me that just wants to beg you to come with me. Gretchen: And the other part of you? Dawson: The other part of me is smarter... and knows that you have to let people go. Gretchen: The timing sucks. I mean, it just sucks. Dawson: Can I ask you something? Maybe I'm misinterpreting things, but I really thought you wanted to sleep with me. Something seemed to change your mind that night on the beach. Gretchen: It just wasn't the right time. Dawson: Is there ever gonna be a right time? Gretchen: Dawson, if I go to Boston and you go to L.A... getting closer is just gonna make things more painful. Dawson: What made you decide to apply for a job in Boston? Gretchen: You're leaving... and I am so unbelievably happy for you, but-- look, I can't take that next step, open myself up like that just to be left. I just can't do that. You know, I've gotta get on with my own life. [Mitch walks out of the room.] Mitch: It's not happening. Not today. False alarm. Dawson: Oh... [Dawson hands him the antacid.] Mitch: Here Honey, this should help a bit. [Scene: Gretchen's House. Joey comes walking up to the door, and Gretchen who is packing some clothes looks up and sees her. She goes and opens the door.] Joey: Hey, I'm just as surprised as you are. I just-- I didn't really have anywhere else to go. Gretchen: Well, come in. [Joey comes in and Gretchen continues to pack.] Joey: Plan on leaving the country? Gretchen: Uh, no. Actually, I have an interview for a magazine job in Boston. How are you holding up? Joey: Well... considering I've turned into this crazy person that I don't even recognize... great. God, I... I can't believe how ill-prepared I am for this. What was I thinking? Gretchen: You fell in love, you had sex. I mean, even if you take every precaution, it's bound to change your world completely. Joey: [Laughs] Could you imagine Pacey with a baby? Gretchen: [Laughs] You know, it's funny, 'cause I think Pacey would probably like the idea of a baby. I mean, he's great with kids, attentive to women. The problem with the scenario is that Pacey just can't deal with Pacey. Joey: I know, and believe me, the last thing I want to do is make his life more difficult, but... [Sighs] I really need him right now, Gretchen. Gretchen: Have you told Bessie? Joey: Pretty much. Right after I told her that her life disgusts me. Gretchen: Look, make amends with your sister, Joey. I mean, being pregnant, whether you choose to stay that way or not, is ultimately about family. And trust me, you're gonna want that support system around you. Joey: You sound like you're pretty familiar with this situation. [Gretchen stops packing for a minute.] Gretchen: Last year, in college... I miscarried. Joey: I'm sorry. Gretchen: [Sighs] That's why I came back here. To deal with everything. Everything that you're dealing with now. Joey: Well, you've been successful. I mean... new boyfriend, maybe a new job. Is Dawson gonna go to Boston with you? Gretchen: No, Dawson and I are in very different places in our lives. Joey: Gretchen, you do know that Dawson would lasso the moon for you, right? Gretchen: I know... but how can I let someone do that when he's about to leave? Joey: You don't shut him out of your life. And you cherish that big part of him that he always wants you to have. No matter what happens... you never forget him. [Scene: The Leery Living room. Dawson and Mitch are sitting in front of the TV going through the TIVO recordings.] Mitch: Who wants to watch Andrew dice clay? Dawson: I deleted a bunch of sappy date movies. Now it thinks I'm a misogynistic cynic. Gale: Oh, Mitch, the contractions are getting stronger. This is it. It's definitely time. Mitch: Honey, don't you think you ought to wait a while? Just till you're positive. Gale: Oh, I am quite positive. Aah! [Mitch ignores her.] Mitch: How about reservoir dogs? Gale: I said it's time. Mitch: Hey... Gale: I am going to have a baby. Now, get off the sofa and get your ass in the car! [Gale grabs his ear and pulls him out of the couch.] Mitch: That hurts. Gale: Don't talk to me about pain. Don't. Mitch: I think she means it this time. [Scene: Tobey's House. Tobey opens the door to see Jack and an officer outside it.] Tobey: Was it the "go" or the "away" that tripped you up? Jack: This is officer Sullivan. He's the youth officer at Capeside. Sullivan: Nice to meet you. Tobey: Oh, boy, I knew I shouldn't have ripped that tag off my mattress. Jack: He's gonna make sure that the right people pay attention to this. Tobey: Yeah, sure. Jack: Look, I know you're scared. Tobey: You don't know anything. Jack: You have to report this. Tobey: How dare you come into my house and tell me what I have to do. You're lucky my parents aren't here right now. Jack: Are they the ones telling you not to talk about this? Because for the life of me, I don't understand why they didn't make you call the cops 2 days ago. Tobey: Because maybe, like me, all they want to do is forget about what happened. Which grows increasingly difficult every time you show your face here. Now please, just go. Sullivan: The odds weren't in your favor the other night, Tobey. You know that, right? Tobey: Excuse me? Sullivan: Tobey, you're 3 times more likely to be thrat by someone with a wapon than a straight kid. There's a 70% chance of you being harassed, and a 30% chance that someone's gonna... do this to you. Which is why I need for you to talk to me about what happened. Most kids, they don't have the strength. Or they don't get the chance. Jack: Or have the friends to support them. Tobey: [Sighs] I was, uh... waiting for the bus on market and 16th when this guy came up next to me. He was tall, uh, black hair. I'd seen him a couple nights before. I--I made some stupid small talk or something about the busses running late. And then I looked him in the eyes... and smiled at him. I guess I shouldn't have done that or something, because he yelled "fg" at me or something, and then... before I knew it, there was somebody else. Uh, a friend of his or something came out of nowhere. And one held me while the other one just started wailing on me. Punching me in the face, kicking me... and then at some point I just fell to the ground. Sullivan: This isn't your fault. Tobey: All I did was smile at him. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Hospital. Mitch is sitting outside the room, when Dawson comes walking up to him.] Dawson: I now know way too much about the hospital parking attendant's life. Mitch: Your mother's been in hard labor all night. Dawson: How's she doing? Mitch: I don't know. Quite frankly, that worries me. There's a lot of whispering going on over there. Dawson: Tell them you want to know. Mitch: Been there. All I get is "relax, Mr. Leery. Help your wife focus on her breathing." [Gales screams from the room.] Gale: Aah! Mitch! Mitch get in here! Hurry! Mitch: [Sighs] I'm glad you're here. [Scene: The Potter B&B. It is just after dawn, when Joey comes into it and finds Bessie sitting at the table.] Joey: What are you doing up? Bessie: I get up at dawn every morning. It's the only time I have to myself. Joey: I spent the night at Gretchen's. Bessie: Do you know I once climbed into your crib and pushed you out? Joey: Did you drop me on my head? Because that would explain a lot. Bessie: Before you came along, mom and I had a good thing going. I hated you. Joey: You hated me 'cause you were jealous. You hated me because I was taking your mom away, but... mostly you hated me because you knew you'd always have to take care of me. Bessie: I really did want your life to be better than mine. Joey: Bessie, you went first. You took on the full brunt of this storm. And you didn't do what others would have. You didn't run, you didn't cower, you created this warm, loving, safe place. And you raised a baby and a little sister. I hope I would have the strength and courage to... create a life for myself that's even remotely like yours. Bessie: I just want you to know I love you and I'm here for you if--if you want me. [She hands Joey an Early Pregnancy Test] [Alexander cries] Bessie: Another day. [Joey just cries in her hands] [Scene: Tobey's House. Tobey opens the door to find Jack standing outside.] Tobey: Oh, what now? Oprah? Jack: You didn't think I was going to tutoring without you? Tobey: Uh, if you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly presentable. Jack: Well, then, we'll tell 'em you fell off your skateboard. Tobey: They're kids, Jack. Not imbeciles. Jack: Fine. Then we'll tell 'em you fell off your high horse. Whatever. You're not gonna sit around the house all day. Get your coat. Tobey: What is this? A couple of months ago, you were all about not getting involved, and suddenly you're some big hm activist? Jack: Maybe I'm just a Tobey activist. [Tobey grabs his coat and comes outside and closes the door.] Tobey: [Laughs] Oh, as much as my ego would like to buy that attractive piece of merchandise, somehow it doesn't quite fit. What's happened to you, Jack? Jack: It's more like what's gonna happen. Someday, I'm gonna want to walk through the park and I'm gonna want to hold some guy's hand and... what if I forget to look around first? What if the wrong people see me do that? Tobey: We're not so different, you and I. Jack: I used to think that we were, but we're not. If I would have left early, it would have been me. Tobey: And you're just now realizing this? Jack: Yeah. Better late than never. Tobey: Yeah, and better on time than late. Jack: [Laughs] Come on, man. It's way too early in the day for one of your lectures. Tobey: Ow! You know, if you were really a Tobey activist, you would have carried me down the steps. Jack: Yeah, don't push your luck, man. [Scene: The Potter B&B Bathroom. Joey is watching her watch, and then picks up the Pregnancy Test and turns it over to find out that she isn't pregnant. She lets out a huge sigh of relief] [Scene: The Hospital. Dawson is sitting outside the room, when Grams, Jen, Joey and Bessie comes up to join him.] Grams: How is she? Dawson: Uh... [Sighs] She's been in there all night and all day and I'm-- I'm starting to get the impression things aren't progressing the way they're supposed to. Bessie: It can be a long process, Dawson. Yeah, I'm sure she'll be fine. [Some nurses walk into the room, and Dawson tries to stop one.] Dawson: Hey, um, is... [Sighs] Excuse me. [He walks away, and Joey goes after him] Joey: Dawson. Dawson: [Laughs] A couple of weeks ago, I'm wandering through these halls, praying for somebody to die. And now here I am, same halls, praying for somebody to be born. Is it just me, or did life suddenly broaden this year? Joey: It's not just you. I... think the stakes have been raised for everyone. Dawson: Have you and Pacey talked about him being near Worthington next year? Joey: [Laughs] Uh, Pacey and I haven't really discussed the future too much lately. Dawson: You should. It has a peculiar way of unexpectedly becoming the present. Joey: Dawson, Gretchen is crazy about you. She told me last night. Dawson: Then you probably also know that she's on a train right now for Boston where she's probably gonna be living. Joey: And you're absolutely certain that there's no way to bridge the gap? Dawson: [Sighs] I was hoping that there would be, but I... don't think that's gonna happen. Joey: Dawson... it's not what I thought it was gonna be. Dawson: What's that? Joey: Sex. Isn't that what you're talking about? Dawson: [Laughs] Jo... Joey: I want you to know something. Sex doesn't necessarily bring people closer together. It's just a magnifying glass. I mean, if there's a problem, it gets bigger. And if there's closeness... you get closer. As far as you and Gretchen are concerned, I mean... you guys are probably a lot closer than a lot of people who are having sex. [The doctor comes out to them] Doctor: Someone wants to meet you, Dawson. Dawson: Really? Doctor: Mm-hmm. [They go into the room] [Scene: Inside the room. Gale is holding the new baby, while Mitch stands next to her. Dawson, Bessie, Joey, Grams and Jen come into the room to join them.] Mitch: Isn't she just gorgeous? Isn't she perfect? Dawson: She? Mitch: You have a sister, Dawson. I have daughter. Dawson: She's so small. Jen: She's so beautiful. Bessie: Congratulations. Grams: I see both of you in her. Gale: [Giggles] She wasn't sure she wanted to join us today. You know, it took a lot of coaxing. Jen: How did you finally get her to change her mind? Gale: Oh, I just started calling out her name. "Lillian, Lillian. Everyone's waiting to meet you." And there she was. Joey: Lillian. [Joey turns to Bessie and smiles. Realizing that they named her after their mother.] Gale: Honey, do you want to hold her? [Lillian coughs] Dawson: Oh, yeah. [Dawson picks her up.] Gale: [Whispering] There we go. There we go. Dawson: Hello, Lillian. I'm Dawson... your big brother. [Laughs] Welcome to our family. You couldn't have picked a better one. [Joey goes over and admires Lillian as Dawson is holding her.] [Scene: The Potter B&B. The phone rings and Joey answers it.] Joey: Hello. [It is Pacey calling from his fishing trip.] Pacey: Hey, Gretchen told me I had to call immediately. What's wrong? Joey: Actually, nothing. I thought I had a huge problem, but, um... I was wrong. Pacey: Well, what kind of problem did you think you had? Joey: It's nothing that you should worry about. The important thing is that you focus on yourself. Where are you? [Pacey pauses then uncomfortably answers, but we can see he is hiding something.] Pacey: I told you, I'm fishing with Dougie. We're having the time of our lives out here. Caught a 90-pound marlin yesterday. We're living the high life, Jo. The high life. You and I got to get out here some time. Joey: Yeah, we will. We'll have to do that real soon. Pacey: Yeah. I miss you. Joey: I miss you, Pace. [They hang up after a period of silence] [Scene: Outside the Leery House. Gretchen is sitting on the hood of her car, waiting for Dawson, who pulls up to the house. She hops down and walks over to him.] Dawson: I thought you had a train to catch. Gretchen: You know the best thing about trains? There's always a later one. [Dawson walks over and gives her a big kiss.] Dawson: [Laughs] This is crazy. Gretchen Insane. Dawson: What are we doing? Gretchen: Prolonging the inevitable. Living in denial. Dawson: Who knew denial could feel this good? Gretchen: You know there's no hope for us. Dawson: How could there be? We're headed in completely different directions. Gretchen: We might as well be going to 2 different planets. Dawson: We should really break up right now. Just get it over with. Gretchen: I agree. I never want to see you again. [Throughout all this endless banter they get close and closer to each other, then kiss.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x19 - Late"}	foreverdreaming
#420 - Promicide [Joey's Room - Bessie is making some final adjustments on Joey's dress, while Pacey lays on Joey's bed watching.] Bessie: (with pins in her mouth, mumbling) Oh, Joey, you wook wadiant. Joey: (confused) What? Pacey: I believe she said, "oh, Joey, you look radiant." And I could not agree more with your wise assessment, Bess. Joey Potter, you do look absolutely radiant. Joey: I don't look radiant. I look silly. Pacey: That's ridiculous, Jo. I'm not even gonna dignify that comment with a response. Joey: Pacey, the prom? What are we, like, in high school? Pacey: Yeah. We are in high school last time I checked. Joey: Not to mention I don't have the best track record for these events. I mean, need I remind you, of the debacle that was last year's anti-prom? Bessie: (mumbling) Oh, God, I forgot to pick up Alexander. Pacey: Oh, my god. She forgot to pick up Alexander. Bessie: Pacey, you finish. Pacey: Ok. (he takes the scissors and Bessie rushes out.) Ok. Joey: So...you like my dress? Pacey: Well, I believe I already used the word radiant. Joey: Well, actually, 'cause I kind of figured that the dress really isn't the part that the guys care about. It's really the after-prom when the dress comes off. Pacey: Speaking of prom, I need for you to go and pick up the prom tickets. Joey: I thought you were gonna pick up the prom tickets. Pacey: Well, I tried to pick up the prom tickets, but my poor academic standing has put me on "the do not sell to" list. Joey: Did you remember the limo? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah, I remembered the limo. I told you I'm gonna take care of everything. Joey: Well, Pacey, you don't have to take care of everything yourself. I mean, I can handle some of the preparations. Pacey: I want to. Ok? I want to take care of everything. I want to make this perfect for you. Joey: Sweetheart... you don't have to make this perfect. Pacey: Well, that's sweet of you to say, but I'd like to try anyway, if that's all the same to you. And speaking of, I really should kind of get on my way. But I love you, Jo. And... You deserve to have the most amazing senior prom that anyone has ever had, and that is exactly what I'm gonna give you, ok? So, from here on out, smooth sailing, I promise. (he turns to leave, but decides to pull one more string off Joey's dress. We hear a rip. Pacey grimaces and Joey tries to look over her shoulder.) Damn. [Jen's Room - Jen sits on her bed, Jack is on the edge, and Tobey stands talking to them.] Tobey: It was unbelievable. So there I am. 15 years old. I'm at this girl's senior prom, and I've just confessed to her that I'm gay. And what does she do in response? She sticks her tongue all the way down my throat! It gets worse. She takes my hand, and she sticks it on her crotch, and she says, "you may think you're gay now, honey, but give me an hour, and I'll rock your world!" Jack: No way! That's crazy! Tobey: Tell me about it. Hey, but don't let my horror story fool you. I'm sure you guys will have a great time at your prom. I gotta go. I got a doctor's appointment. Jack: Oh, yeah. Tobey: Final one after the incident. Bye, Jen. Jen: Bye, sweetie. Tobey: Good luck findin' a dress. And, uh, you can keep the magazines. (grabbing one of the magazines off the bed) Ooh--I'm doin' the cosmo sex quiz, though. Jack, give me a call. Jack: See ya later. Tobey: And, uh, I want to hear all about the prom-related details. Jack: You got it. Bye. Tobey: See ya later. Jen: Bye-bye! (Tobey walks out of the room and Jen closes the door.) Jack: That is too funny. Heh. (Jen gives him a smile) Don't even say it. Jen: I didn't say a thing. Jack: You don't have to. I know what you're thinking, and the answer is "no, I am not asking Tobey to the prom." Jen: Why the hell not? Jack, you guys are getting along really well, and it seems like you have fun together. Plus, he obviously wants you to ask him. I mean, every other word out of his mouth is "prom." Jack: Do you remember last year? Remember with Ethan? All the controversy-- crazy Barbara johns, the whole anti-prom thing? Jen: Jack, nobody cares. Just take the boy to prom. Jack: You know what I think? I think you're tryin' to get out of this whole prom thing altogether. That's what this is really all about. Now, just pick a dress, j! Jen: Could you not change the subject? Jack, I can go stag. It's fine. Jack: We're both aware of Tobey's more-than-platonic feelings. Now, if I ask him to go to the prom, it's like I'm leading him on! Jen: Jack, all I'm say-- Jack: I don't want to hear it. Jen, drop it! That's it! Jen: Ah-- but that's-- Jack: That's it! Stop! Shh! No-- pick a dress. [Clothing Store - The scene switches between Gretchen and Jen are trying on dresses with Joey and Dawson and Jack trying on their tuxes.] Gretchen: Do you think this one's too tight? Jen: No, you look perfect. I, on the other hand, look like a big, stupid freak. Gretchen: Uh, yeah, in what universe? Joey: She's right. You look... luminous! Jen: Like a big, luminous freak. Jack: We are gonna look great. Dawson: As long as Gretchen thinks so. Jack: Oh, speaking of which, did you get the corsage? Dawson: Pacey said he'd pick up mine when he picked up Joey's. Jack: Limo? Dawson: Pacey. Jack: I guess we got everything covered then. Gretchen: You know, I'm the only one here with a right to feel like a freak. My senior prom was last century. You know, when you think about it, it's actually kind of depressing. Joey: You don't seem all that depressed. Gretchen: You know, because I'm not. I-I'm up for that kick-ass job in Boston, which is super exciting, and I feel like the prom will be this fun trip down memory lane on the arm of a guy I'm totally into. What's there to be depressed about? Jack: Actually, uh, there is one more tradition that I almost forgot about. Dawson: What's that? Jack: Come on, don't make me say it. Are you or are you not gonna fulfill the long-standing teenage tradition of after-prom sex? Dawson: I decline to respond to that line of questioning. Joey: How are you, miss Lindley? Seems to me that ever since we got back from New York, you seemed a little... Jen: horribly messed up? Joey: I was gonna say sad. Jen: Mmm--I'm sad. And horribly messed up and...You know, terrified of the future and haunted by the past, but other than that, I feel really good about things. Jack: All I'm sayin' is if you were gonna do it on prom night, just...you know, be careful, man. That's all. Dawson: I appreciate your concern, but if we were planning on following through in any traditions, I've got my emotional bases covered. Jack: Ah. Good to know. Dawson: But I admit to nothing. Joey: So why don't I feel perfect? Jen: In the words of my former therapist, "why don't you tell me?" Joey: Hmm, well, I'm terrified of the future, for one thing. And a couple of weeks ago, I had a little bit of a scare. But that's not even it. I don't know. Maybe it's Pacey. You know what, Jen, it just doesn't seem like he's too eager to... to touch me. Jen: I'm sure he's just waiting for you to come to him. Joey: You think? Yeah, it makes sense. I mean, he probably is just waiting. Jen: Yeah. Joey: Jen, what if he's not waiting for me? [Capeside - Gretchen is coming out of a store and Dawson approaches her.] Gretchen: Hey! Dawson: I was just thinkin' about you. Hence my ear-to-ear grin. Gretchen: I didn't get that job in Boston. Dawson: What? What happened? Gretchen: The woman from the magazine-- she just paged me, and I called her back. She said that she loved me and that I was perfect for it, but that I didn't have a college degree or the necessary experience. Dawson: Oh, god, that sucks. I'm sorry. Gretchen: I really thought I had it. I don't know what I'm gonna do. Dawson: If you want to skip this whole prom thing, I totally understand. Gretchen: No. No, Dawson, come on. This is--this is your milestone, not mine. And you deserve to have it be a wonderful and memorable experience. And that's what it's gonna be. Dawson: Are you sure? Gretchen: Yes. Yes, it's fine. It's more than fine. It's gonna kick ass. I promise. [Phone - Jen and Tobey are on the phone talking, Jen at her house, Tobey at his.] Jen: I'm telling you, Tobey, he desperately wants to ask you. He's--he's just too embarrassed, you know. He's got a really irrational fear of rejection. Tobey: Mmm, I don't know, Jen. I-it just didn't seem like Jack wanted to ask me to prom. Jen: Would I make this up? Look, he...is a seething quagmire of neuroses. You--you real-- you just--you don't even want to know. I mean, how somebody so good-looking could be so insecure, it's...beyond me. But I assure you, he really wants you to go to prom with him. He told me so. The guy begged me to come over here and ask you, so just--just call him and say yes. Hmm? [Joey's Room - Pacey and Joey sit on the bed studying. Joey keeps giving looks at Pacey like she wants to get busy. Pacey keeps his nose in his book.] Joey: You want to know what? Nobody's home. Bessie, Bodie, Alexander--all gone. And there are no guests here. So, basically, that means we have the whole place to ourselves. Pacey: (still reading) Mm-hmm. (Joey moves in to kiss him, but just before their lips touch,) Are you thirsty? Joey: No, I'm not thirsty. (she goes to kiss him again, but Pacey moves quickly and kisses her cheek.) Try again. (trying again to kiss him) Pacey: You know what I could go for? Turkey sandwich on rye bread. You want one? Joey: (disappointed) No, thank you. Pacey: (getting up from the bed) Ok. Well, I'll be right back. [Phone - Jen is at her house when Jack calls from his.] Jen: (answering the phone) Hello. Jack: Hello there. Jen: Uh--Jack, ok. Um, listen, you cannot be mad at me, because I want you to remember a little relationship called me and Henry which you completely orchestrated against my will, not to mention the whole college application thing. Jack: I'm not mad, Jen. Jen: You're not? Jack: No. Now, I'll admit I was a little... surprised when I emphatically stated my strong desire not to go to the prom with Tobey, to have him then call me up and say, "Jen told me everything, and my answer's yes, Jack. I would love to go to the prom with you." Now, yes, I'll admit, I was slightly... peeved. But then I remembered what you said-- that you would go to the prom anyway, even if I brought Tobey. Jen: Yeah, of course I'm still going to the prom. Jack: So you promise and solemnly swear, no matter what. Jen: (confused) Yes, I promise and solemnly swear. Jack: No matter what? Jen: (a little nervous) Jack, what are you talking about? Jack: Oh, nothin'. It's just that, uh, well, I realized... (looking at his watch) why get mad when you can get even? (the doorbell rings at Jen's house. She moves to it and answers the door. Drue is standing outside.) Drue: Jack told me everything, and my answer is yes. Jen, I'd love to go to the prom with you. (Jen looks scared and just closes the door on him.) [Dawson's Front Yard - Dawson walks out of the house where Gale, Mitch and Lillian are waiting. He is dressed for the prom.] Gale: Oh, my god. Look at my little boy. Mitch: Looks like a man to me. Gale: Oh, I think I'm gonna cry. Oh, here, let's get one with Dawson and Lily. Mitch: Good. (he hands Dawson Lily) Here you go. Gale: Oh, honey, you are the spitting image of your father. Do you realize that? Mitch: Much more handsome. Ah. Gale: I cannot believe this is our baby boy's senior prom. Dawson: (to Lily) Pay no attention to them, Lily. I know they seem like they're a little strange sometimes, but they're actually very good parents. Just a little emotional. Joey: (walking up) Hey, everyone. Dawson: Joey. Gale: Oh, Joey, honey. You are breathtaking. Here, let me get one of the two of you. Mitch: I'll take lily. Yeah, there you go. Whoa, thanks. There's my girl. Dawson: All right. My mom's right. You look breathtaking. Joey: Thank you. So do you. Dawson: Well, thank you. Gale: Smile. Maybe one more. Happy, happy. Mitch: (Lily starts to cry) Uh-oh. Uh-oh. All right, easy there. Honey, shh. (Gale and Mitch tend to the baby so Dawson and Joey turn to talk) Joey: So-- Dawson: You know-- Joey: Go ahead. Dawson: I was just gonna say, given everything that's happened in the 12 months since last year's prom, I'm just really glad we ended up here. Joey: Me, too. Dawson: God, we're so healthy, it just makes me wanna puke. Joey: Yeah. It is quite sickening, right? Mitch: Hi guys! Gale: Hello, you two! Dawson: (to Gretchen) Hey. Joey: (to Pacey) Hey. Gretchen: (to Dawson) Hey. Dawson: You look beautiful. Gretchen: Thank you. Dawson: Come here. Gretchen: You're lookin' pretty handsome yourself. Dawson: So, uh...how you doin'? Better? Gretchen: Much. Gale: Ok, um, let me see. How about we do the ceremonial pinning of the corsage? Pacey: Ready? Dawson: All right. Joey: Pace, when did you pick those up? Pacey: I got these yesterday. Gretchen: Pace, you were supposed to refrigerate them. Pacey: Well, nobody told me that. Dawson: You know what? That is not a big deal at all. Mom, can we pick some new ones from your garden? (Dawson follows his mom.) Gale: Great idea. I'll go get my shears. Dawson: Just tell me you didn't forget the limo. Pacey: Of course I didn't forget the limo. Mitch: Joey, here. Why don't you take Lily, and we'll get a picture of you and Gretchen. (Gretchen and Joey fawn over Lily. Pacey starts to walk away.) Joey: Pacey, where are you going? Pacey: I'll be right back. Drue: Hey, everyone. Happy prom. (everyone looks at Drue like he's an alien) You're all probably wondering what I'm doing here. Well, I'm here to meet my date, of course-- the one and only Jen Lindley. Oh, cool. A baby. Can I hold it? Everyone: No! [Tobey's House - Jack nervously walks up the steps and knocks on the door. Tobey answers it and he looks very nice. No glasses, either. Jack just stands there in shock with his mouth hanging open.] Tobey: Hey, Jack. You look good. We should probably be going. My parents are hiding upstairs. They're not too keen on this whole "prom date with a boy" thing. You'd think they would have loosened up and gotten a clue by now, but... what are you gonna do? Are you all right? (Jack nods) Ok, 'cause we can't leave unless you stop blocking the door. Jack: Right. Sorry. Tobey: It's ok. [Dawson's House - Jen has arrived and goes over to greet everyone.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Gretchen: Hi. Look at you, gorgeous. Jen: (hugging them) Thank you. Look at you. (to Dawson) Hi, handsome. Drue: Darling, you're a vision. Jen: (making a face, then noticing Jack and Tobey have arrived) Excuse me. (going over to them.) Drue: (yelling after her) You're adorable when you're angry. Jen: This has gone too far. Jack: Oh, well, it must be stopped, then, before it destroys us all. (Jack and Tobey laugh) Jen: Ha ha ha. Joey: Look, don't come crying to me just 'cause you chose not to think of the consequences of a certain action before you went and performed said action. Jen: Well, excuse me, but I don't think that the punishment fit the crime. Jack: Oh, I think it did. Jen: Well, I think that my revenge on your revenge is imminent, so there. Tobey: What are you guys talking about? Jen: Nothing. Jack: Nothing. Tobey: Oh. Jack: Don't worry about Drue, Jen. You can hang out with Tobey and I all night. We'll help you avoid him. Jen: Great, 'cause I really plan on having fun tonight. Jack: Good. So do I. Jen: Good. So do I. Tobey: So do I. Jack and Jen: Good. Jen: Excuse me. [Dawson's House - Pacey is standing off by himself when Joey approaches.] Joey: Pace? Pacey: Hey. Joey: Wanna help me with my corsage? Pacey: Sure. Yeah. That dress looks fantastic, Joey. You can't even tell where I ripped it. Joey: It wasn't your fault. Pacey: Well... tonight's gonna be good. I promise. Joey: I know. Gale: (from off) Hey, kids, I think the limo's here. Pacey: Ok. That's us. (they gather around and we can hear a car approaching. It sounds like a clunker and even backfires. They finally show this white ugly tnk with this scroungy chauffer. Everyone kinda makes a face and pretends to not be upset.) Mitch: Ok. [Liquor Store - The gng make a pit stop.] Drue: (walking up to Gretchen with two cases of alcohol) Oh. Hello. Gretchen: How exactly do you plan on purchasing that? Drue: Well, your advanced age is about to come in handy, dear. Gretchen: Oh, sorry, but I don't plan on being responsible for unleashing a drunk Drue onto the prom. Better luck next time. Tobey: (seeing those Hostess pink Snowballs) Ooh. All right, don't think me a total freak for what I'm about to do, but-- (grabbing a package) Jack: Dude, I love those. Tobey: Are you serious? Nobody loves these. Jack: I do. Tobey: You know what this means? Jack: Yeah. We both enjoy somewhat unpopular snack foods. Tobey: No. We got more in common than you think. [Limo - Jen and Pacey sit inside. Jen pulls a tiny bottle of vodka out of her purse and offers some to Pacey.] Pacey: No, thank you. I have to take a breathalyzer later. (Jen laughs) It's part of a ridiculous "tough love" ploy by deputy Doug and my dear old father. Jen: Well, all the much better for me. I've only got 10 left. Pacey: Oh. You wouldn't be drowning your sorrows because of a certain unwanted prom date, would you? Jen: Oh, god, no. Drue's the least of my worries. Pacey: You know what I don't understand? Jen: Hmm? Pacey: How these guys can be so happy and carefree. I mean, who knows what the future holds, but I do know that it doesn't hold what they expect it to. [Liquor Store - Dawson grabs a box of condoms quickly off the rack and starts to move when Joey bumps into him.] Joey: Oh! (Dawson drops the box) Dawson: Hey. Sorry. Joey: (Joey picks up the box and hands it to Dawson.) Here. (As Dawson takes it, she realizes what it is) Oh. Dawson: (shyly) Thanks. Jack: (calling across the store) Guys. We gotta go if we're gonna catch the boat. [Prom Boat - Everyone jumps out of the limo and rushes on board. Later on the boat, Gretchen scans the dance floor with Dawson.] Gretchen: Oh, my god. Dawson: Well, not only am I here with an older woman, but I've got the most beautiful date in the whole room. Gretchen: Well, your charm is a perfect antidote for the complete wave of weirdness that just crashed over me. Dawson: Oh, you know what, if it makes you feel any better, nobody really notices anybody else at these things anyway. They're all so caught up in their own melodramas. Gretchen: It doesn't really make me feel any better. Dawson: Well, in that case, if anybody asks, you can just tell them you're chaperoning. Gretchen: Ok. I don't know whether to h*t you or to kiss you for that comment. Dawson: Let's work our way up to the kinky stuff. Jen: Ok, if you keep following me around, you're gonna lose a testicle. Drue: Oh, come on, now, Jenny penny. Jen: Drue, why are you doing this? You can't possibly be enjoying yourself. Drue: No, but Jack offered me 50 bucks to follow you around all night, so I plan on getting paid in full. (kisses Jen on the cheek) I'm gonna go get some punch, honey. [Prom - Jack and Tobey sit at a table talking.] Jack: Yeah, and then there was--there was Ethan. I mean, this guy was so good-looking. You know, he was like-- he was like one of those Disney character versions of a human, you know, like the prince from snow white or something. Tobey: Tell me about it. The first guy to break my heart, he looked just like Ted Danson. (Jack snickers) Is that funny? Jack: Ted Danson, huh? Tobey: Yeah, he's a handsome man. Jack: Yeah, yeah, what is he, like, 50 now? Tobey: Y-y-you know what? I mean a young Ted Danson. Jack: Ok, becker. [Prom - Joey pulls Pacey up a stair case to another level of the boat that isn't as crowded.] Pacey: Hey, where are you taking me? (Joey sits him down and leans down and starts kissing him.) What's that for, Jo? Joey: I don't know. I guess I just got caught up in the moment. And, uh... now that that's out of the way... you can tell me what's going on. Pacey: A prom. Joey: I'm serious. Pacey: Uh, well, look, I absolutely would tell you if something was actually bothering me, but I hate to disappoint you, Jo. There's nothing bothering me. Joey: Come on. Pacey: What? I just told you. Everything's great. So, what's the problem? Joey: Pacey, that is the problem. The "everything's great" is the problem. I mean, ever since you got back from that fishing trip or whatever it was, it's like you've been walking around like the Stepford boyfriend or something. You know, talking about how everything's perfect and that's the problem. Pacey: Ok, fine, look... it's not me, but the way I understand it, this is your time to be happy. All right, Jo? This is your time to be out there and have fun. So I'm just trying to be who you want me to be. Joey: But I don't want you to be anything but yourself. Pacey: Oh, come on, you want the perfect corsage, and you want the perfect limo, and you want the perfect dress, and you want the perfect prom, and you want the perfect boyfriend-- Joey: That is so untrue, Pacey. Did I say anything about the limo or the corsage or anything else? No. 'Cause that stuff doesn't matter to me, Pacey. You know that. Pacey: Well, then why don't you just tell me how you want me to act? 'Cause I can't win with you, Jo. If I act like I'm unhappy, you get angry with me. But if I act like I'm happy, you get angry with me. Joey: Well, maybe you should stop acting and just talk to me. Pacey: Maybe I just don't have anything left to say. (Pacey walks away) [Prom - Jen and Drue are on the top deck. Jen is very drunk.] Jen: (giggling and throwing her arms up) I'm the queen of the world. Drue: Yeah. Wow, are you ever drunk. Jen: And how. Drue: I think you've had enough of that. Now, why don't you give me the bottle? (she gives it to him) That was easy. (she pulls another bottle out of her purse. They both laugh.) You're a riot, you know that? You know, though, if you're not a little more careful with your public intoxication, you're gonna get caught. Jen: Oh, please. Like you don't want me to get caught. Like you don't just live for other people's misery. (she climbs up on the railing.) Drue: Not yours. Jen: (losing her balance a little, Drue reaches for her, but she catches herself.) Whoa! I'm fine. Drue: Jen, seriously, what's the matter? Jen: Drue, seriously, you don't care. Drue: Pretend I do. Why don't you tell me? Jen: Did you know I went to go and visit my dad a few weeks ago? (looking overboard) I wish I could jump in there... and disappear. That'd feel good. Drue: Jen? Jen, maybe this isn't the best idea-- Jen: Drue, go to hell. Drue: Jen, come on. This isn't funny. Jen: (getting mad) Seriously, back off. (she starts laughing) Gotcha. Drue: Yeah. [Prom - Dawson and Gretchen sit at a table laughing. Dawson looks over and see Joey alone walking over towards the bar. Gretchen sees where he's looking.] Gretchen: Maybe you should go over there. See if she's ok. Dawson: Maybe we should go over there. Gretchen: You know what? I think I'm gonna go get some fresh air. But why don't you go talk to her? Dawson: Ok. Gretchen: Ok. (she walks off. Dawson goes to Joey.) Dawson: Where's Pacey? Joey: Uh...I don't know. Dawson: Do you want to talk about it? Joey: Mmm, I don't think so. Dawson: Ok. Joey: And that whole mini-mart thing. I--I don't really want to talk about that either. Dawson: That's fine with me. Joey: How long have you guys been-- Dawson: We haven't... yet. I mean, you know, we might tonight for the first time. Joey: You in love with her? Dawson: All I know is that it just... it just feels right. Joey: You know what? I know that this may sound weird, but if you're gonna cross a milestone in your life... I'm glad it's with Gretchen. Dawson: If not you. Don't worry. That wasn't a question. Joey: I know. Dawson: You know, I think for the longest time, I was just waiting to find somebody I loved as much as I loved you. I realize that's not gonna happen, you know. You were my first love. Joey: I don't think I'll ever love anyone the way that I loved you, either. And that's a good and a bad thing. Dawson: You want to dance? Joey: It's our senior prom. Dawson: Heh heh. Come on. (they walk off towards the dance floor.) [Prom - Gretchen is standing looking over the deck when Pacey approaches. She's sipping out of a bottle, what looks to be a wine cooler.] Pacey: Where did you get that? Gretchen: Some drunk football guy. You want some? Pacey: No. I think I'll pass. You want to tell me what's wrong? 'Cause I know it has to be big if you're drinking that. Gretchen: I'm at the prom, Pacey. I'm at the prom again. I mean, I graduated 4 years ago, and I'm still here. You know, tonight, for the first time... I didn't just feel older than Dawson... I felt old. I mean, too old to be here. Too old to be doing what I'm doing. Pacey: You want pathetic? How's this for pathetic? I'm technically still a junior. I'm not even supposed to be here. Gretchen: A brother who's too young and a sister who's too old. We're quite the lot there, Pacey. Pacey: And you want to know what the worst thing about a prom boat is? You're trapped. Gretchen: Yup. Pacey: You know what? It's the strangest thing, but ever since I got back from that trip with Doug, I've been feeling... really angry. But not angry at myself. It's actually worse than that. I've been feeling really angry at Joey. And I don't know why I'm angry at Joey. And that makes me feel guilty, and then the guiltier that I feel, the angrier I get, and I still don't know what to do about it. Gretchen: Well, maybe if you, um... maybe if you try talking to her, you can start to figure out a reason. Pacey: Uh... I don't really know how to start talking. Gretchen: That's the great thing about being trapped. You gotta try. [Prom - Jack and Tobey are still talking at their table.] Jack: I never knew you were so funny. Tobey: I guess there's a lot about me you didn't know. Jack: I guess so. Heh heh. Tobey: So, do you want to dance? Jack: I thought we were having a good time. Tobey: Right. Jack: Right. So, why do you always have to ruin everything by misinterpreting it? Tobey: Jack, I--I--I just asked you to dance. I didn't ask you to have sex with me on the table. Jack: It doesn't matter, Tobey. I mean, how many times do I have to tell you that this is strictly platonic before you're gonna believe me? Tobey: You know what? I don't buy that. Nothing that has happened tonight has been platonic. Not from the way we've been laughing or flirting, and certainly not the way you looked at me when you came to pick me up tonight. Jack: You're wrong. Tobey: No... I'm not. Look, I don't know what you're afraid of, but it's not me. And I suggest you figure it out, or risk losing a chance at something really good someday. [Prom - Dance floor. Pacey goes to find Joey and he sees her dancing with Dawson, laughing and having a good time. Gretchen joins him and also gets a serious look on her face. Joey finally notices Pacey and she stops dancing. She gets a serious look on her face and Dawson looks over his shoulder and see them approaching.] Pacey: What's going on? Joey: Pacey, we were just dancing. Pacey: Yeah, that's what it looked like to me, just dancing. Joey: Oh, come on. This isn't about Dawson, and you know it. Pacey, why don't you just tell me what is going on? Pacey: You know what I actually realized when I saw the two of you dancing there together? That is the happiest I have seen you all night. I mean, I think it's actually the happiest I've seen you in weeks. You want to know what's worse than that? I don't care. I saw the two of you dancing together, and I just don't care. I'm not angry. I'm not jealous. I'm not upset. I'm really not much of anything. Joey: Pacey, fine. Let's just take this nothing outside. Pacey: Why--why because you want to clean up my mess again? No. You wanted me to take off the happy mask, and the happy mask is off. So answer me this one question because this is what I've been wanting to ask you, Jo. Why are you with me? Joey: Pacey. Pacey: Why are you with me? Because I don't know why I'm still with you. I mean, I used to know, but I don't anymore. Joey: I'll make a note of that. Pacey: What I do know, Jo, I feel like I'm Josephine potter's little charity project. I feel like I'm the designated loser, the fail (Dawson starts to move in) --just back off! Joey: Pacey, I never said that, but this isn't about me. This is about you. Pacey: No, it is about you! It's about you and how you make me feel when I'm with you! Ok? I feel like I'm stupid and I'm worthless and I'm never right. But you know what I realize? That it's not my fault! That it's not my fault. Because I'm with you, it's poor Pacey. He didn't get into college, and it's stupid Pacey forgot the limo and ripped the dress and messed up the corsage. Joey: I told you I didn't care about any of that. Pacey: But I want you to care! I want you to care! I don't want you to just accept it like that's the way it's supposed to be. We are not trapped on this boat. You and I are trapped in this relationship. I can't take it anymore, Joey. When I'm with you, I feel like I'm nothing. I feel like I'm nothing. That's why I flinch when you come to touch me. It's why I never touch you. Why I never even think about it. Because when I start to, it just reminds me that I'm not good enough. Joey: You done? Pacey: Done? Oh, no, I'm not done. I am just getting started. Joey: Well, you can stop right now. You can go to hell. (Joey walks out and Dawson follows her.) [Prom - Jen and Drue are still out on the railing.] Drue: Jen, just come on down, and we'll get you a great big bottle of tequila. What do you say? Yeah. Jen, you know how cold this water is? We're talking about snot icicles dripping from your nose, ok? Come on. Jen: I said no, Drue. (she loses her balance and starts to fall completely off the boat. Drue catches her handing body and pulls her back over onto the deck. Jen immediately gets up and leans over the railing to throw up.) [Prom - upper deck. Joey is crying. Dawson walks up behind her and covers her shoulders with his coat.] Joey: He humiliates me in a room full of people, and it's not even true. It's not who I am. Dawson: I know. Joey: I mean, I don't understand why he would say all that because that's not who I am. Dawson: I know. Joey: I just want to go home. (she leans against Dawson and continues to cry.) [Prom - Deck. Drue and Jen sit on the floor.] Drue: You've become a lightweight. You gotta get back to New York. It can toughen you up again. Jen: What if I told you I don't want to go back to New York? That I hate New York. I don't know. I just-- I feel like I've--I've changed, and I've just been too afraid to admit it, and I've been pushing myself so hard this year to toughen up so that I can go back to school there next year, but, um, I don't-- I don't think I really want to. God, you think I'm weak, don't you? Drue: You know what I think? I think you should never go backwards when you can go forwards. Anyway, Jen... you're pretty damn strong. Besides, you know... I was kind of thinking you should look into Boston. It's a real up-and-coming town, the spot to be in, in fact, and, you know, yours truly's going to be there. So right there, you know-- Jen: Strike one for Boston. Drue: Yeah. [Prom - Deck. Tobey is standing out on the deck when Jack sees him through the door. He goes out to join him.] Jack: Hey. Whatcha doing? Tobey: Contemplating swimming for shore. Jack: I don't blame you. Look, Tobey, I'm sorry about earlier... what I said. What I didn't say. The feelings that I've been having for you are so much more than platonic, and they took me by surprise, and I was afraid. The thing is when we first met, you were just so-- Tobey: Just say it. I was so gay. Jack: No. No, you were so out, you know, and so ok with it, and I--I admit I was put off by it. That's all I could see, but tonight, I looked at you, and I really looked at you, and you're--you're funny, and you're handsome and nice and, yes, out. But now it's like the one thing that put me off is just one more thing that I like about you. I'm so not afraid anymore. (Jack leans over and kisses Tobey, a sweet long kiss.) Tobey: (smiling) How about that dance? (Jack smiles) [Prom - deck. Dawson walks over to where Gretchen is standing looking out at the water.] Dawson: Hey. Gretchen: Hey. How's Joey doing? Dawson: Not so good. I'm sorry I took off back there. Gretchen: Dawson, you don't need to explain. And it doesn't matter anyway because I know what I have to do. I've got to go on with my life. Go back to college, figure out who I am and what I want. This is not my place, not here and not with you. You're still chasing after Joey, I mean, literally and metaphorically. Dawson: You--you told me to go to her. I thought you understood about our friendship. Gretchen: I do. I do, and watching you chase her, it just made everything more clear. I mean, Dawson, there are so many loose ends, so much that the two of you haven't resolved... and as much as you think you're beyond the drama of high school and the prom, you're a part of it. You're smack in the middle of it and that's right where you should be. You're a senior in high school... and I'm not. Dawson: Right, but that doesn't mean that this--us has to be over. Gretchen, I'm not ready for this to be over yet. Gretchen: What we have is an impossible situation. Dawson: I'm good at impossible situations. Gretchen: I'm not. I'm just not. I'm sorry. (she kisses him and walks away) [Prom - deck. Joey sits at a table alone. Pacey walks over and sits next to her. She doesn't look at him.] Pacey: You know... last year... I felt like I could give you something that no one else could give you. I could give you that wall to paint your mural on. I could take you away on a sailboat for a summer. I could even give you that night in the ski lodge. But I don't feel like I have anything left to give you now, Jo. I guess I'm spent. I've become a man who hates himself so much he can't even look at his own reflection in the mirror, and I wish that I could tell you that being with you doesn't make that worse, but it does... because the more that you love me in spite of that, the angrier that I get at you... and the more that I stop loving you back. Joey: How long have you felt this way? Pacey: I don't know, but I know it's not right, and I know that, that my failures and my shortcomings don't really have anything to do with you, but I-- I also know that if we stay together I am going to continue to take them out on you. Joey: You know, I've got news for you, Pacey, how you treat me is actually totally in your power. Pacey: You know... our senior year is over now, and you and I are just 2 very different people on 2 very different paths, and for us this summer there is no boat, and there is no sunset. There is just Boston and Capeside. Joey: But, Pacey, they're less than an hour apart. Pacey: And are more than a world apart, and you know it. You've spent your entire life trying to get out of Capeside, Joey, because you felt like you deserved better. Well, I am Capeside. That's why I didn't get out and you did, and you do deserve better. You deserve better than this place, and you deserve better than me. Joey: You break my heart into a thousand pieces, and you say it's because I deserve better? Just... leave me alone. Pacey: Ok. (he gets up and walks away.) [Limo - everyone is sitting quietly in the limo. Dawson and Gretchen on completely different sides of the seat. Pacey and Joey on completely different sides of the limo. Jen is passed out, leaning her head against Drue. Tobey and Jack acknowledge the silence and keep quiet.] Driver: You kids want to go to that after party? (Joey, who sits in the front seat next to him, shakes her head no.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x20 - Promicide"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 421 - Separation Anxiety [Scene: The Capeside High Cafeteria. Jen and Jack are sitting at a table eating their lunch together.] Jen: Ok, please, just give me something. Anything. A small juicy little morsel just to tide me over so I can keep on living vicariously through you. Jack: First of all, when discussing my love life, try not to use the word juicy or morsel. Ok? It cheapens me. Jen: Fine. Fine. But you and Tobey are going out again, right? Jack: Yes, we are going out again. Jen: And? Jack: And that's all you're getting. Jen: Might I remind you that it was me that got the 2 of you together? Jack: Mm-hmm. Jen: Don't make me beg. Because I'll do it and it won't be pretty. [Drue comes up and takes a seat at their table.] Drue: Actually, begging happens to be a great look for you. Especially when you stick out that pouty lower lip. It's very sexy. Jen: Well, I must be off my game, Drue. Normally I can smell you coming a mile away. Drue: Be nice or you won't get your yearbooks. [He hands them each a yearbook.] Jen: Ooh! Jack: Nice. Jen: That is uncharacteristically nice of you. What's going on? Drue: Hey, how many prom drownings do I have to rescue you from before you accept the new me? Jen: Maybe one...or two. Drue: Hmm. If we can all turn to page 53 in our prayer books, I think we should bow our heads in a moment of silence. [They open the books to see the picture of Pacey and Joey, Class Couple.] Jen: I wonder if they've seen this yet? Jack: Or if they're talking yet? Drue: I wonder if anyone besides you 2 cares? Jen: Well, as far as I know, they haven't said so much as a hello since the prom debacle. Jack: Same goes for Dawson and Gretchen. Jen: See, that confuses me. I mean, I was sure that they would've gotten back together by now. They're so good for each other. Jack: Well, you know, long distance relationships can be tough. He's gonna be in L.A. You know, the way I see it, if anybody's getting back together, Joey and Pacey. Drue: Blah, blah, blah. All you guys do is talk. You know what? I say it's time we take some action. [Takes out some money and holds it in front of them.] Drue: [Chuckles] Who will live to suck face another day? Will it be Joey and Pacey? Gretchen and Dawson? Both...or neither? Jack: It's disgusting. Jen: Yeah, it's really inappropriate, Drue. Jack: Jen, spot me 2 bucks. Jen: I can do that. I got it here. I have a 20. Take it all the way, baby. [Dawson and Joey walk up and they quickly hide the money.] Dawson: Hey, guys, what's up? Jack: Whoa! Jen: Dawson, Joey. Jack: You guys eaten? [Jen shows Joey a picture] Jen: Cute, huh? Joey: Aw. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is working on his computer when his mother comes into the room] Gale: [Knock on door] Busy? Dawson: Oh, yeah. I'm just doing some last looks on this Brooks film before I send it off to USC. If I got any chance at all of getting in their summer program this has to be out by tomorrow. Gale: Honey, have you talked to Gretchen yet? Dawson: [Sigh] There's not really much to talk about. Gale: But are you ok with the way things were left between the 2 of you? Dawson: Well, I'm not doing cartwheels. But, you know, what do you expect? I'm sure we'll eventually find a way to restore our friendship. Gale: Well, I don't see how you're gonna restore your friendship if you're not speaking. Dawson: Well, it's my friendship so I'll handle it. [Gale gets up to go but turns back to him] Gale: Gretchen's leaving town. Dawson: When? How do you know? Gale: She gave her notice a couple days ago. Today's her last day at the restaurant. So it must be soon then. I just thought you'd want to know if you want to say good-bye. Dawson: Well, she didn't tell me she was leaving. So obviously she doesn't want me to know. Gale: No. No, the truth is, Dawson, you don't know what Gretchen's thinking right now. So why don't you go over there and find out? You could, uh...ask her to sign your yearbook, that's always a good way to start a conversation. Dawson: Mom, I appreciate the effort, but aside from that being a painfully lame idea, that's such a thinly veiled attempt at a reconciliation I'm not even sure there's a veil there. Gale: Well, then I'm sure you'll think of something better. But if you want to keep Gretchen in your life, honey, you're gonna have to talk to her, and you're gonna have to do it soon. [Scene: Outside Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Pacey is fixing her car, when she comes out carrying a pop and a sandwich.] Gretchen: Hey. How's it going? Pacey: This baby should run for another 2,000-3,000 miles, easy. Though it wouldn't kll you to change the oil every once in a millennium. Gretchen: I'll try and remember that. Oh, I talked to the landlord, and we're officially paid up till the end of next month. And after that the lease is up. Pacey: Thanks for doing that. Gretchen: No problem. Pacey: Consider it payment for the work you've done on my car. Gretchen: You want this? [She hands him the sandwich] Pacey: Thanks. Gretchen: [Sigh] So how are you? Pacey: Uh...to tell you the truth, I've had better days. How about yourself? You talked to Dawson lately? Gretchen: No. I don't know if I'm avoiding him or he's avoiding me. Pacey: Yeah, I know what you mean. Gretchen: Joey? Pacey: Same thing. Gretchen: I'm really sorry, Pace. Pacey: Do you think it's possible that you and I might actually feel better if we were to deal with our significant exs instead of just holing up in this cozy little beach house? Gretchen: Probably. But that doesn't mean I'm actually ready to go out there and cope. Pacey: Me neither. [Sigh] Maybe it's genetic. Gretchen: Mm-hmm. [Scene: Grams' House. A realtor is showing a man and woman around the house when Jen comes inside.] Realtor: The House just went onto the Market a few days ago, and I don't think it will be on it for very long. Man: You know, I think if we tore apart that upstairs room, it would make a great gym. Woman: Mmm. I was thinking the exact same thing. Lots of steel, maybe Jen: That's my room. Woman: And all this wallpaper would have to go. Realtor: Well, there's tons of possibilities. Why don't you take another look around? [The couple leave] You must be Jennifer. I've heard so much about you. And congratulations on Boston Bay College, by the way. Jen: I'm sorry, but who are you? Realtor: I'm Dana Borkow. I'm the realtor. Didn't you know? Your grandmother's selling her house. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey is setting a table, when Mr. Kubelik comes walking up to her.] Mr. Kubelik: Joey Potter. I was hoping to run into you. Joey: It's nice to see you again, Mr. Kubelik. Mr. Kubelik: You're coming to my party tomorrow night, yes? Joey: I wouldn't miss it. Mr. Kubelik: And I hope that you're bringing that charming boyfriend of yours. Pacey, was it? He certainly did liven up the last party. Joey: Oh, uh-- well, actually, um-- certain things have kind of changed since the last party. Um, Pacey and I, uh... we, uh... well, we-- we kind of broke up. Mr. Kubelik: Oh. Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Well, I take it you're still on good terms, huh? Joey: Yeah, sure. We talk all the time. Mr. Kubelik: I'm glad to hear that, because Dean Newman and I were hoping to chat with him tomorrow night about a rather pressing matter. Joey: The Dean of admissions? Mr. Kubelik: Yeah, we have an offer we want to discuss with him. Joey: Yeah, sure. I'm--I'm sure that Pacey would like to talk to you. Mr. Kubelik: Ok. Well, then I'll see you both tomorrow night then. Joey: Ok. Mr. Kubelik: Have a good day. Joey: You, too. [Scene: Grams' House. Grams and Jen are having a discussion about selling the house.] Grams: Forgive me, Jennifer, I didn't realize I needed your permission to sell my own house. Jen: Well, it's not about permission, but since you're basically doing this for me, why shouldn't I have a say in the matter? Grams: What makes you think I'm doing this for you? Jen: Ok. I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me that this is not about sending me to college. Grams: Look, I admit that money from the house will primarily go towards your tuition. But that is not the only reason for my decision. Jen: All right. Well, then by all means, enlighten me. Grams: [Sigh] You are moving on to the next phase in your life, and I need to do the same. Which is why I've decided to move to La Brea Park. Jen: Ok. Run that by me one more time because when you say La Brea Park, I think retirement community with bunnies and lawn bowling tournaments, and aside from your habitual knitting and your penchant for Metamucil, you-- you're far too young and far too hip to be living in a place like that. Grams: Jennifer, just because a community has the word retirement in front of it doesn't automatically mean it's a bad place. Oh, honestly, Jennifer, I didn't realize you were such an ageist. Jen: Oh, I'm not an ageist. I'm not an age-- an "ist" anything. I wanna go see this fabulous park of yours. [Scene: The Leery Fish House. Gretchen is working at the bar, when Dawson comes in and slowly walks up to the bar carrying his yearbook.] Gretchen: Hey, you. Dawson: Hey. I thought you might want to sign that. [hands her the book]Before you leave town. Gretchen: Well, you're nothing if not direct. Dawson: Were you really just gonna slip out of town without even saying good-bye? Gretchen: I was thinking about it, yeah. Maybe. Dawson: You know what? Then in that case, just pretend I never did stop by. [He grabs the book and begins to leave] Gretchen: Or maybe I was thinking about how to say good-bye to you all week. Dawson: So where are you going? Gretchen: Back to school. I signed up for some summer classes to make up some of the units I missed this year. Dawson: [Deep breath] How soon do classes start? Gretchen: Not for over a month. Dawson: Ok. Gretchen: But I'm gonna take a little road trip before that. Do some traveling while I still have the time. Dawson: It, uh...sounds like fun. Gretchen: I leave the day after tomorrow. Dawson: Do you? That soon? Gretchen: I know. Dawson: That's--that's... that's really soon. I feel ill-prepared. Gretchen: Well, you still have a whole day and a half to come up with some fantastic going away speech for me. Dawson: All right. [Dawson turns to leave] Gretchen: But I would like to sign that. Can I? [Dawson slides the book to her] Can I have some time with it? Dawson: Sure. Yeah. Just as long as you realize that the longer you have it, the less acceptable "have a bitchin' summer" is gonna be. Gretchen: Ok. Dawson: Ok. [Scene: Pacey and Gretchen's Place. Joey is standing outside the door, and finally knocks. Pacey comes to answer the door.] Joey: [Sigh] Hey. Pacey: I was beginning to wonder if you were ever gonna knock. Joey: You saw me standing out here? Pacey: No. Joey: Ok, um...[Clears throat] Here's the thing. Um... I ran into Mr. Kubelik today. Remember him? He's the Worthington guy and he remembered you, and he asked me to bring you to this party that they're having tomorrow night for all the new freshmen. And he thought that we were still together, and I said that things were weird between us. But then he said he had this offer for you and he mentioned the Dean of admissions, and I'm thinking what else could he be talking about other than Worthington and you. And, you know, maybe there's some loophole or he-- there's some special program and I Pacey: I miss you, Jo. Joey: I miss you, too. Pacey: You know, I've been... replaying everything that happened at that stupid prom. Wasn't supposed to end like that. We're not supposed to end like that. Right? Joey: I wish you'd come to the party with me. Pacey: Yeah. Of course. Joey: And, uh-- I'll see you tomorrow. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the store, Pacey and Gretchen exit the store and walk over to her car carrying bags of groceries.] Pacey: Ok. So riddle me this. How many Funyons can a tiny little woman like you possibly consume on one little road trip? Gretchen: Don't change the subject. Pacey: I'm not changing the subject. I'm just steering it in a different direction on purpose. Gretchen: Look, I just don't think you should go to the party tonight, pace. I mean, even if you and Joey are supposed to be together, you both need to take some time apart to figure out what went wrong. Otherwise you're gonna wind up making the same mistakes all over again. Trust me. I know from whence I speak. Pacey: Trust you? Miss pack-up-and-leave-town? Forgive me if you're not exactly my relationship role model right now. Gretchen: I'm just trying to help, pace. I don't want to see you getting hurt. Pacey: Well, it's too late for that. I'm already hurt. And that's exactly the situation I'm trying to rectify. That's why I gotta go to this party, just to see what the gods have in store for me. Gretchen: You mean Kubelik and his mysterious offer? Pacey: Yeah. Look, I know as well as you do that this is a long sht. But what other choice do I have? I need a sign. I need someone or something to tell me what to do. To show me what's right 'cause I don't know what to do anymore. And if this guy's gonna offer me a chance to go to Worthington, then I have my answer and I know for sure. Gretchen: What will you know? Pacey: Well, that I'm supposed to be with her. Ah, look. Gretch? If it's all right with you I think I'm gonna walk home. Gretchen: Yeah. [He puts the bags in her car, then turns back to her.] Pacey: So, then... this is it. You're really gonna leave tomorrow morning? Gretchen: Well, long before you're up, snoozer. [He gives her a huge hug.] Gretchen: Hey! What's this? Ha ha. Pacey: I'm really glad you came home this year, Gretchen. Gretchen: Sure you are. You got a sweet beach house out of the deal. Pacey: Yeah, I did. But it would not have been the same if it wasn't for you. So, I just want you to know that, you know, your little brother-- well, you know. Gretchen: I love you, too, Pace. Pacey: Yeah. Gretchen: [Laughs] And even better than that-- I mean, all familial obligations aside-- I actually like you. Pacey: Well, you're not so bad yourself. Gretchen: Yeah, I know. Pacey: Good-bye, Gretchen. Gretchen: Good-bye. Pacey: Bye. [Scene: The La Brea Park. Grams and Jen pull up to the guard station and wait for the guard. A really old female guard walks up to the car.] Guard: Last name? Grams: Oh, hello. Um-- I was here a few days ago Guard: Last name? Guard: Ryan. Evelyn Ryan. [The Guard goes back to check her list] Jen: Huh. She's a crusty old broad. I wonder what she'd do if we just gn it? I mean, how would she catch us? In one of those little golf carts, you think? You know, I seriously think we could take her. Grams: Jennifer, please. Jen: Just making a joke. [Guard comes back with a pass] Guard: Here you go. Next time go to gate 3 first to get your pass. Grams: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize Guard: Everyone needs a pass. Residents get a permanent pass. If they have visitors, they're supposed to call in advance to get a pass. Nobody gets in without a pass. [Scene: The Leery Living room. Mitch and Dawson have just finished watching his movie of Mr. Brooks.] Mitch: I don't know how you did it, Dawson, but you managed to make Mr. Brooks seem like Harrison Ford. Dawson: So it's ok then? Mitch: Well, as your father, I am prone to subjectivity, but when USC calls and begs you to join their program, remember you heard it here first. It is great. But I can see that your mind's on other things. Dawson: [Sigh] Mitch: Want to talk about it? Dawson: Not really. But thank you for watching this. I really needed an opinion from somebody other than Brooks. You know? I mean, how could a man with an ego that big not love a movie that's all about him? Mitch: That man was a real wild card, huh? I can't get over how much he reminded me of you. Dawson: I remind you of him? Mitch: Well, that part where he talks about that girl? How she jumped over the counter, they went off to California together, they didn't even know each other? Who does that? Dawson: Hitchhikers. Mitch: Risk takers. Dreamers. People who understand that every once in a while, an opportunity presents itself. And whatever they decide to do in that moment will change the rest of their lives forever. Brooks could have told that girl to get lost. He could have gone off to California alone like he planned, but he didn't. Dawson: No, he didn't. Mitch: Because he knew. Very few men are lucky enough to actually see those moments, Dawson. He was really an inspiration. Dawson: Yeah. I... I guess he is. [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Pacey comes walking up, to find Joey outside on the porch waiting.] Pacey: Hey. You know, you didn't have to wait outside for me. I would've rung the doorbell like a proper gentleman. Joey: I've been ready for an hour, which has given me far too much time to look at myself in the mirror. Never a good thing. Pacey: Right. [She walks down the stairs and is about to kiss him when she stops herself.] Joey: Um...we should go. Pacey: Yeah. Good idea. [Clears throat] [Sigh] [Scene: Gram's House. Grams and Jen are talking about their visit to the retirement community.] Jen: You're not moving there. Grams: I've looked at other places. They are simply not affordable. I'm sure with time I'll be able to acclimate to La Brae Park quite nicely. Jen: Ok, you're not listening to me. See, I'm not gonna allow you to make such an enormous sacrifice. Grams: This is not a sacrifice. This is my gift to you. Jen: Well, I don't want it. Grams: You don't want to go to college? Jen: No. No, not like this. The fact is is that I should've applied for a student loan. Just because I wouldn't take money from my parents doesn't mean that I need to burden you with my entire college tuition. [Sigh] Look, when you offered to help me out, I--I assumed that you had some sort of savings. I didn't think that I was gonna put you into hock. Grams: Jennifer, this is not your problem. Look, can we please not have this conversation? Jen: I'm not going to Boston, and I'm not letting you sell this house. Grams: [Sigh] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey and Pacey have arrived at the party, and find Mr. Kubelik there.] Mr. Kubelik: Hey. Joey: Hey. It's 7:00 and the party's already swinging. I'm impressed. Mr. Kubelik: Well, I take no credit. The promise of free food always draws a crowd. You look lovely, Joey. And I see you brought your friend. Pacey: It's good to see you again, Mr. Kubelik. Thanks for inviting me tonight. Mr. Kubelik: Oh, absolutely. I'm glad you're here. Joey: Oh, well, that's Pacey. He never misses an opportunity to show himself off in a suit. Brad: I think we've gathered everyone by the fireplace, sir. Joey: Wonderful. Mr. Kubelik: Joey, why don't you join Brad? We're taking a few photographs of next year's freshmen. [Brad takes her hand.] Brad: I'll lead the way. Joey: I'll be right back. Pacey: Ok. [Joey and Brad leave] Pacey: So. What do you say you and I go find that dean of yours, huh? Mr. Kubelik: All right. [Scene: Gretchen and Pacey's Place. Gretchen comes out carrying a box, when Dawson comes walking up to the porch. It is night time out.] Dawson: [Chuckles] I thought you weren't leaving till tomorrow. Gretchen: Hey, uh, no. I was just pre-packing the car. What's up? [He takes the box from her arms and puts it on the ground] Dawson: I want to go with you. Gretchen: W-what? Why? Dawson: Because if you leave now, I am always gonna wonder "what if?" What if there were no pending college departures? What if there were no job offers in Boston? What if there was no Joey. What if it was just you and me, on the open road, with nothing but our hearts to guide us? Would we have worked? You said the reason we broke up is because you don't belong here. Fine. Let's get out of here and just... see what happens. Gretchen: Dawson, this is crazy. I mean, come on, you can't just pick up and leave. Dawson: Why not? Give me one good reason. Gretchen: Ok, um, graduation. I mean, your ceremony's less than a week away. Dawson: You mean the ceremony where I sit there and listen to other people talk for 3 hours? Before I walk across the football field in a goofy cap and gown, to pick up a piece of paper, which isn't even a real diploma? I'm sorry, that experience is not rich enough to warrant me lying awake at night, regretting that I did not have the guts to take this trip with you. Gretchen: Fine. Ok, forget graduation. I'm gonna stick with my first reason. Dawson: Which was? Gretchen: This is crazy! Dawson: Yeah. It is. It's nuts! It's completely ludicrous. And you can't think of one good reason why I should not come with you, Gretchen. Something in my gut is telling me that this is our moment. We can't let this slip by. Gretchen: Dawson, I [Dawson kisses her] Dawson: just say yes. Gretchen: Yes. It's not where you come from. [They look happy at their decision hugging each other] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is trying to writer a note to his parent about leaving, and all he has is Dear Mom and Dad when Gale comes into the room carrying the baby.] Gale: Dawson... Dawson: Hey, there, beautiful. Gale: Honey, I have got a crisis down at the restaurant. I was wondering, could you watch her for a few hours? Dawson: I would love to. Gale: She is so good with you. I swear, she knows you already. Oh, um, did you get a chance to talk to Gretchen yet? Dawson: Um, yeah. She's coming over tonight. Gale: Oh, good, honey. I'm glad you 2 are working things out. Good-bye, sweetheart. [Gale leaves, and Dawson tries to go back to the letter, but can't think of what to write.] Dawson: Don't look at me like that. That was technically not a lie. That was a lie by omission. It's not the same thing at all. [Baby coos] Dawson: [Sigh] You know, I really don't feel guilty about the whole mom and dad thing. I mean, yeah, it is a big deal to watch their son graduate from high school, but at the same time, I'm saving them from an excruciatingly long ceremony. That's a gift right there. [Baby cooing] Dawson: All right, so it's not a gift. But you know what? Honestly, I feel like I've earned the right to disappoint them a little bit. I mean, I've spent the last 18 years making everybody around me happy. I think it's high time I pursued a little happiness of my own. But if it's not guilt, then why am I having such a hard time writing this letter? [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Mr. Kubelik and Pacey come up to join Mr. Newman.] Mr. Kubelik: Pacey, you've met the dean of the college. This is our dean of admissions, Andrew Hill Newman. Pacey: Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Newman, or Dean Newman, whichever you prefer. Mr. Newman: Nice to meet you, Pacey. Mr. Kubelik's told me all sorts of wonderful things about you. Mr. Kubelik: Andrew here is chartering my boat for the summer. Pacey: Is that right? Mr. Newman: Yes, I've decided to take a trip around the Caribbean Islands. I've heard that you spent last summer sailing. Pacey: I did indeed. Mr. Newman: Feel pretty comfortable spending long periods of time at sea? Pacey: Well, I feel about as comfortable as a kid in a candy store, yeah. Mr. Newman: This could work. Mr. Kubelik: I thought so. Pacey: What could work? Mr. Kubelik: Pacey, how would you like to work on my yacht for the summer, as one of the deck hands? Pacey: Is that all you wanted to talk to me about, is a summer job? Mr. Kubelik: Yeah, if you haven't got one already. The pay isn't the greatest, but you'll have plenty of time to yourself to explore the islands, and it should be an experience that you'll never forget. Pacey: Well, this is, uh... a little unexpected. But I'm really, I'm truly flattered, gentlemen. Mr. Kubelik: Well, take some time to think about it. Pacey: Ok. It was a pleasure meeting you, sir. Mr. Newman: Yes. Thank you. [Pacey turns and loks over his shoulder and notices Joey happily talking to the others.] [Scene: Grams Front Porch. Jack is drinking a Cappuccino while Jen is trying to convince him about Grams.] Jen: So, bottom line is that I'll get to Boston bay eventually, I'll just, um, go to state for a few semesters and--and save the money that I would have spent on tuition and dorm and I'll meet you there in, like, a year or 2. Jack, I'm sure that you can understand my situation here. I--I mean, I can hardly allow my grandmother to--to live a destitute existence in some retirement community just so that I can enjoy, you know, frat parties and higher education. It's not right, and I won't do it. Jack: Mm-hmm. [Jack just focused on his mug in front of him.] This is awful foamy. Jen: [Sniffs] Ok, listen... grams needs me. When I came here 3 years ago, she took me in. She took care of me. What do you want me to do now? Just turn my back on her? Jack: No, I completely understand. Jen: Yeah? Jack: Mm-hmm. Yeah, I think what you're doing for your grandmother is beautiful and awfully selfless. Jen: Thanks. Jack: Mm-hmm. Just a little bit convenient, though. Jen: I knew there was something else coming. All right. How do you come up with convenient? Jack: Well, I can't help but notice that, although you're clearly swimming in a vat of guilt over leaving your best friend in a lurch like this, you also seem to be just a bit, uh, relieved. It's as if you're happy to have found something to get you off the hook, so that you don't have to go away to college. And not only do you not have to go, you then become Jen of arc, the martyr-saint, willing to sacrifice her own happiness for the sake of her grandmother's. Jen: Jack, that's ridiculous, all right? Why on earth would I not want to go away to college? Jack: Because you're scared. I mean, think about it. You're leaving the only town in which you ever felt safe. The only person who-- who cared enough to devote her entire life to you. Jen: Ok, I'm--I hear what you're saying, buy, um-- but it--it's not that easy. I mean, I can't just leave her alone. Jack: I'm not saying you should. Look, I know grams needs you, but you need her just as much, and there's nothing wrong with that. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'd be scared to go to school without you. Jen: Ok, I admit it. I'm an 18-year-old woman who's afraid to be away from her grammy. What am I gonna do? Jack: I think you know what to do. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Pacey leans back against a wall, and Joey comes over to him after a short time.] Joey: Hey, there you are. Been looking all over for you. [She sees the look on his face] What's wrong? Pacey: Um, well... Kubelik wants me to work on his boat this summer. That's what the offer was about. It didn't have anything to do with going to Worthington. Joey: Let's go. Pacey: Uh, you know what? I think I'll go. But I think that you should stay here, Jo. I've been watching you in there. You've been... gliding from conversation to conversation with complete confidence and ease this time. I don't know if you remember the last Worthington party that you and I attended together, but... you were kind of a jumble of nerves. I guess I was kind of hoping that... you would need for me to be your savior again tonight. But...that's no longer the case. You don't need that now. Everything's different. I think that they're better this way. The only thing that remains the same is you're still the most beautiful girl in the room. Joey: Pace Pacey: Jo, you can't leave. I mean, this is it now. This is... this is your life, and you should enjoy it. Joey: How can I enjoy it without you? [She grabs his arm and pulls him along.] Let's go. [Scene: Dawson's living room. Dawson is sitting in the chair with the baby sleeping in his arms, when Gretchen comes into the house and quietly walks up to him.] Gretchen: [Quietly] Hey. Dawson: I was wondering when you were going to get here. Are you done packing? Gretchen: Yeah, yeah. But you know how they say making your own boxes is really easy? Dawson: Yeah. Gretchen: They lied. She sleeping? Dawson: Yeah, she went down about half an hour ago. [Dawson gets up and puts the baby into it's chair to sleep.] Gretchen: Oh... cute. [Gretchen chuckles] Ok, can I just say that you're the cutest thing in the world right now? Dawson: Why? Gretchen: Look at you, all papa Dawson. Dawson: I don't know. I never thought I would get so into this stuff. You know? But-- I mean, I was happy about the idea of a baby sister, but I just...I never thought I would get this attached. She's so small and-- and perfect and... helpless. When she smiles, it just... uhh. It just breaks my heart. Man, I can't believe how much I'm gonna miss when I'm in school. By the time I get back she's gonna be this fully walking, talking little person. Gretchen: That's true. Dawson: She and Alexander are gonna be about the same age, so... I wonder if they'll end up climbing in and out of each other's windows. You know, becoming best friends. [Gretchen notices the link to him and Joey.] Gretchen: I don't know. So, how did it go with that letter to your parents? Dawson: I'm, uh... still working on it. Gretchen: Well, you think that one's hard, wait until you try to write Joey's. [She just looks at him knowingly] That's ok, Dawson. I expected you to. Ok. Well, I should get back. I may be done packing, but the cleaning festivities have only just gn. Dawson: Good luck. Gretchen: Thanks. [She kisses him, then looks fondly into his eyes.] Gretchen: Good-bye. Dawson: Bye. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Pacey and Joey walk into the door, and Pacey uncomfortable stays by the open door.] Pacey: So, uh... good night. Joey: Thanks for coming, pace. Pacey: Well, thanks for asking. I just, I'm sorry-- Joey: I'm sorry. Pacey: You don't have anything to be sorry for, Jo. It's me. So I Joey: Pace... do you think maybe I could come and stay with you tonight? We could just...sleep. Pacey: Yeah. [They hug each other.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Grams' Kitchen. Grams is making pancakes when Jen walks into the kitchen half asleep.] Grams: So...did you talk to Jack last night? Did he tell you you were making the biggest mistake of your life? Jen: What ever happened to "good morning"? Or "have some java"? Grams: I would never refer to coffee as java. Now, what did Jack say? Jen: Oh, you know. Stuff. [Coffee grinder starts] Grams: Could you be a little more specific, please? Jen: What's that? I'm sorry. I can't hear you over these beans. Grams: Fine. You want to play games, that's just fine. I'm really not that interested, anyway. Jen: How would you like to move to Boston? Grams: Now what kind of nonsense are you talking? Jen: Nothing nonsensical here at all. d*ad serious. Grams: I know what you're doing, Jennifer. It's one of the reasons I love you so much. You have a big, beautiful heart, but... I will not allow you to do this for me. Jen: Well, maybe I'm doing it for me. Look, moving to Boston, going away to college, um...it scares me. And somehow, the idea of having you nearby, just to know that you're there, will--you know, it scares me less. So, before you start writing sonnets about my big, beautiful heart, you should know that I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this 'cause my big, selfish heart wants you to be there. So will you please go with me? Grams: Oh, I don't know. It's... such an overwhelming concept. I wouldn't know where to begin. Jen: Well, you start by calling movers Grams: It's not that simple, Jennifer. First of all, I would have to find a place to live Jen: All right, I'll give you that. It would be difficult to find a place as nice as La Brea Park. Grams: Well, even if I could find a suitable home, what would I do in Boston? How would I spend my time? Jen: Any way you like. Maybe a change of scenery would serve to... inspire you to try new things. Meet new people. Grams: No, I'm--I'm too old for such things. Jen: Please! You, who have seen more action in the romance department than I have this year. You're the youngest grandma I know. So, will you please just quit it with these pitiful excuses and say yes? Grams: You're sure I wouldn't cramp your style? Jen: [Chuckles] I'm sure you will. [Jen gives her a pouty face.] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club docks. Pacey is sitting staring out into the water, when Joey walks up to join him.] Joey: Somehow I knew I'd find you here. Pacey: I meant to sneak back in before you woke up. Joey: How long have you been out here? Pacey: Uh...I don't know. Couple hours, maybe. Watched the sun come up this morning. I don't think I've done that since we were sailing around together on the true love. Which...feels like a million years ago, doesn't it? Joey: [Sighs] Hey, pace... I'm really sorry about dragging you to that party last night, and... bringing back all of those bad feelings. Pacey: [Clears throat] It's not your fault, Jo. None of this is your fault. You're not the reason that we broke up. Joey: But I thought that you said Pacey: I know what I said. And I know how I said it, and it makes me sick to my stomach every time I think about it. Blaming you for my insecurities and... then making you feel guilty for all the things that you've accomplished, when you should feel nothing but proud. And I'm so proud of you. Joey: I know you are. Pacey: But I didn't show you that. Instead-- [Clears throat] Instead, I decided to become a stereotypical guy who can't handle it when his girlfriend gets a better job than he does. I hate that guy. Joey: Pacey, you're not that guy. Pacey: I feel like that guy. Because as much as I want not to care, and as much as I wish that I could just let it roll off of my back, I can't. When we were at the party together last night, Jo, I was jealous. I wasn't jealous of you, but I was certainly jealous of the rest of the kids who were gonna get to experience you next year. 'Cause they're gonna get to be with you, and I'm not. Joey: And I was so certain that Kubelik's offer was gonna be the answer to all of our problems. A sign, you know? Pacey: Yeah. I know. I know, and I think that it was a sign. Just not the one that we were hoping for. But at least we got a better ending this time. I am grateful for that. [She takes his hand in hers] Joey: Me, too. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. He is sitting down trying to finish his letter, then cut to him outside Gretchen and Pacey's Place. Dawson walks up to the house, with a very undecided look on his face, when he notices his Yearbook sitting on the porch. He goes up and opens to fins a picture of Gretchen and him, and he begins to read what she wrote for him.] Gretchen: "Dear Dawson... "I've been thinking about what to say to you "since I left your house yesterday. "I thought about waiting for you to come to my door, "saying this face to face, "but I knew it would be too hard. "I realize that, as much as I need to move on, "you need to stay here. "Your whole life is about to change in a way "that will never be the same. "You're opening a new chapter, "and you have to give a proper good-bye to the old one. "You don't want to miss these moments, even the sad ones, "because you'll never get them back. "So enjoy this time. "Let it wash over you so that your memories of it are strong. "Besides, I don't need to spend a month in a car to fall in love with you. "I already am in love with you, "even more than you know. "So good-bye, Dawson Leery. "Thank you for changing my life "and opening my heart again. "You'll never know how much it meant to me. Have a bitchin' summer. Love, Gretchen." [Scene: The Pier outside Dawson's House. Dawson walks out to join Joey who is sitting all alone out there.] Dawson: I haven't seen you all weekend. Joey: I know. Dawson: You do anything good? Joey: No, not really. You? Dawson: No. Not really. Joey: So, what are you doing this summer, Dawson? Dawson: This.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x21 - Seperation Anxiety"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 422 - The Graduate [Capeside High - Graduation Rehearsal. The senior class sit and listen to Principal Peskin at the podium.] Peskin: Welcome to this rehearsal of Capeside high's cap and gown ceremony for the graduating class of 2001. The actual ceremony will take place this Saturday at high noon. Before the distribution of your hard-earned diplomas, the winner of the Capeside Pinnacle award, miss Josephine Potter, will deliver a speech which, uh, I am sure will both razzle and dazzle us for many years to come. Miss Potter, it's go time. (Joey moves to the stage) Joey: (standing behind the podium) Uh... my speech isn't quite ready yet. Uh... so, I guess I don't really have anything to say right now. Um... thank you. (people begin to clap) Dawson: (clapping) All right! Yes! Joey: (joining her friends) No one says a word. Peskin: All right, a quick reminder for those of you who may be susceptible to dark pagan desires. (Dawson looks behind him at Drue, who turns and looks behind himself.) If you are considering pulling a graduation night prank, think again, I can assure that security will be... tighter than Ricky Martin's pants. (no one laughs) What? All right, some housekeeping details. Uh, the blue parking permits will not be valid at all on Saturday... (Pacey rushes up to join his friends, but Mitch catches him before he can reach them.) Mitch: Hey, Pace. Pacey: Look, Mr. Leary, I'm really sorry that I'm late, but I'm stuck with this American history teacher that seems to think the final bell, that's her queue to vomit up a 10 minute dissertation on who won the cold wr, which, by the way, was us. So, go U.S.A. Mitch: It's not about your being late, Pacey. I wish it was. Pacey: That sounds vaguely ominous. What is this about? Mitch: It's about your grades. Pacey: And what about my grades? Mitch: Well, you're-- well, you're right on the bubble of being able to graduate. Pacey: Don't tell me that, man. I have sacrificed my entire senior year for this, ok? I pulled double class loads, I have done everything that you people asked me to do. Mitch: I know you've worked hard. I do. And it's not over yet. Ok, now, how well you do on your final exam will determine if you can graduate. Mr. Peskin insists that, uh, you spend your time studying rather than attend the rehearsal. Pacey: What, so you're kicking me out? Ok, please don't do this to me here, Mr. Leary. I'm really under a microscope right now. Please. Mitch: I'm sorry, Pacey. Believe me, it's not my decision. You--you should go home now. Pacey: Fine. [Capeside - Pacey is walking home when he runs into Dougie. He's leaning against his police cruiser as Pacey approaches.] Pacey: Can I help you with something in particular, Dougie, or does this just fall under the category of general harassment? Dougie: A minute ago, I drove right by you. Now, either you were purposely ignoring me, or you just didn't see me. Pacey: No, I was just invoking the hard-earned lessons of my youth. "Avoid eye contact with any and all authority figures at all costs." Even the effeminate ones. Dougie: Please, god, may that never get old. So, Pace, how you doing? Everything ok? Pacey: Oh, yeah, I've never been better, Dougie. Dougie: How's school? Pacey: Well, apparently, right now, my grades are on the bubble. So the powers that be at our beloved Capeside high, they don't know if I'm gonna be able to graduate or not. Dougie: I'm really sorry to hear that, Pace. Pacey: So, there you have it. Now, why don't you run along home and tell the folks that little brother is living down to expectations. And cancel that huge graduation party I'm sure they were gonna throw in my honor. Dougie: Listen, Pacey, when are you gonna know for sure, huh? Pacey: If I graduate? Dougie: Yeah. Pacey: I have one more final to take. But it's a big one. It's Mr. Kasdan's lit course, which is not exactly my best subject. Dougie: Listen, uh... I could help you study. Pacey: Well, boy, I appreciate that, but I'd really rather you do something beneficial to all mankind with your time, like, I don't know, solve a mrder. Dougie: Wait a second, Pacey. I'm serious here. Pacey: You're serious? I'm serious. Everybody is serious. But you know what I don't understand? Why they won't just let me graduate, because it seems to me, the sooner I get out of that place, the better off everyone involved will be. [Capeside High - Dawson and Joey are walking down the hall.] Joey: Dawson, this speech is driving me nuts. I--I must have some sort of a block or something. Dawson: I'll go you one better. I bet you that block has a name. Pacey. Joey: Yeah, so, he has been known to occupy my thoughts on occasion. Dawson: And seeing him forced to leave his own graduation rehearsal, that was painful. Joey: I just wanted to go up to him and say something. What stopped me was knowing that he would resent me for it. Dawson: Yeah, I went up to him the other day in study hall and asked if he needed some sort of help. He made it very clear he didn't want any. Joey: I mean, you'd think after everything we've been through, Pacey and I could still be friends. Is that asking too much? Dawson: Well... Joey: It is asking too much. So, what do I do? I mean, he needs help. Dawson: Look, the two of you were both in that relationship, and you obviously still have feelings. That said, it can't hurt to let him know that you care. Who knows? It might even help you write your speech. Come on. [Tobey's House - Jack and Tobey are washing Andie's Saab.] Jack: What's the matter? It's like you're detailing my spokes in a galaxy far, far away. Tobey: Can we talk about something? Jack: Yeah. Tobey: Talking about this may not be the wisest way to go, but nobody's ever accused me of being wise. Jack: I'll vouch for that. What do you want to talk about? Tobey: About us. What we are to each other. At least, what I think we are. Jack: [Sighs] Toby, I've always been honest with you about where we stand. Tobey: Well, we are dating. And if the usual terminology applies, that would make me your... boyfriend. (Jack gives him a look) You can't say it, yet, can you? In fact, you go out of your way not to say it. Jack: I don't think that's true. Tobey: Look, if you can't say it, how's that supposed to make me feel? Jack: Ok, ok. I'll-- I'll say it. Tobey: When? Jack: When it's appropriate. Tobey: Ok. What's your definition of appropriate? When there's nobody else around? At small, intimate gatherings? Under oath? Jack: Just let me surprise you. Listen, you gonna be able to get off work early tomorrow or not? Tobey: Yeah. Jack: What? Tobey: What if she doesn't like me? Jack: Oh, please. Tobey: Could happen. Jack: (referring to the hose) Don't make me use this. Tobey: (holding up his soapy sponge) Don't even think about it. (Jack sprays him with water. Tobey grabs the bucket of water and dumps it on Jack. They begin wrestling around.) [Jen's House - Jen is asleep in bed when someone knocks on the window.] Drue: Lindley... it's me Drue. Jen: (opening her window) What the hell are you doing here? Drue: Let me in. I can explain. Jen: Oh, not so fast, tex. I don't really see the wisdom of letting you in. Drue: What do you want me to do, serenade you first? Jen: Yes, that would be lovely. Drue: Lindley... Jen: Why don't you crawl back down there and go find yourself a proper backing band, maybe with a string section and a bass player. God, I love bass players. Drue: Jen, I'm freezing my ass off. Jen: You think I don't know that? Ok, come on. Drue: Thank you. [Groans] Oh, god. Jen: [Laughs] Oh, god. Oh...so... what do I owe the pleasure of this little visit? Drue: Well, mother and I, we got into one of our debates tonight. (Jen wraps a blanket around him) Thanks. Which turned into one of our more memorable shouting matches. Jen: Oh, yeah? About what? Drue: [Sniffs] Well... the same miserable bastard we always fight about, my beloved father. Jen: Mmm. Drue: He, uh... said he wasn't going to my graduation. Jen: Been there. I'm sorry. Drue: And mom surprisingly decided to blame me, claiming that dad was fed up with my history of inexcusable behavior. And then I, in turn, blamed her for her history of being a cold-hearted bitch. Jen: And now you need a place to crash. Drue: I would be ever-so-grateful. Jen: I never thought this day would come. Drue Valentine, actually in need of a little human compassion. All right. You get one night. (Drue smiles and begins to lay on the bed.) On the floor. Drue: Oh, on the floor. Yes. [Capeside High - English class. Mr. Kasdan walks in, followed by Pacey who rushes to his seat.] Kasdan: I need your back packs, your books, and your cheat sheets on the floor. (passed out tests) As promised, this final will cover material from all previous tests. You will have no more than 45 minutes to complete this exam. Pacey: [Pencil snaps] Oh! Uh, Mr. Kasdan. Kasdan: Mr. Witter, how may I serve? Pacey: Well, do you think that I could trouble you for a working pencil, seeing as mine currently is not? Kasdan: I see. Still as unprepared as the day you started this class. Eh, Mr. Witter? It's nice to know, though, that in this ever-changing world, I can still count on your remarkable consistency. Pacey: [Chuckles] Boy, I sure deserved that one. Good joke, Mr. Kasdan. Stupid old me. Kasdan: Pacey, it was just-- Pacey: No, no, no, no. I was agreeing with you. I mean, I got it, right? It was about me being stupid? How I'm some lame, know-nothing student who's just slowing down everyone around me? You know what really kills me about you people? I show up to class with a broken pencil, ok? Now, you assume that that means that I don't care, when the reality of the matter is, I've been busting my ass in your class for the last 5 months, just to keep my head above water, so that I could graduate from this place! So, if you ask me, you're the one who doesn't care. None of the teachers here care! I mean, for the honor students, you're willing to bend over backwards, but for me, a student who could actually use that help, you can't wait to get rid of me! Kasdan: All right, that's enough! Look, I have tolerated this outburst of yours because I know you need to pass this test, but you are this close to throwing away an opportunity, young man! Pacey: You know, maybe you are right. I must be an idiot, because I cannot for the life of me figure out why I try so damn hard for you. I mean, I don't know why I bother at all. (Pacey grabs his stuff and walks out.) [Pacey's Place - Pacey is sitting on the porch working on something. Joey walks up.] Joey: Hey. Pacey: Hey. Joey: Got a minute? Pacey: Yeah, sure. Joey: Pacey, I heard about what happened in Mr. Kasdan's class today-- Pacey: You know what? I'd prefer to keep that topic off the discussion list. Joey: Well, could you at least tell me what you're gonna do? Pacey: I'll tell you what I'm not going to do, namely, graduate. Joey: Look, Pace, I'm sure there's probably time to-- to talk to somebody. I mean, you could-- you could go to Mitch, you could go to Peskin, I mean, there's got to be something we could do. Pacey: I'm sorry, "we"? I didn't realize that we were involved in a team sport here, Joey. I don't think there is a "we" anymore. Joey: Look... look, Pace, I know it's over. I just want to be your friend. I want to help you. Pacey: You want to know what the truth is, Jo? I still love you, and I probably will love you for a very long time. But I can't just be your buddy. 'Cause, as much as I enjoy the concept of being just friends, in reality, it's a bizarre form of t*rture, and I'm just not willing to participate in it. So, right now, what I want to do is just move on and get over you, and the only way for me to do that is to not be around you anymore. Joey: And you can't see any time in the future when you and I could be friends? Pacey: I don't want to think about the future. Joey: I guess I should go. Pacey: Look, Jo, I know that-- I know coming over here couldn't have been easy for you. Joey: Nothing seems easy anymore. [The B&B - Joey sits at the dining room table working on her speech. Bessie walks up.] Bessie: How's my little speech writer? You making any progress? Joey: Does it look like I'm making any progress? Bessie: No, not really. Joey: I just went over to Pacey's to try to talk to him, and, uh... it didn't go well. Bessie: Oh, that explains a lot. Joey: He's so messed up, and he won't let anybody help him. Bessie: Not even you? Joey: Especially me. That and... having to write a speech from hell. Bessie: Actually, that's why I came in here. Because I've got something for you. Joey: What is it? Bessie: It's a letter from mom to you. Uh, she wrote it a few days before she passed away, and asked me to hold on to it, and give it to you when you graduated from high school. Joey: My god. Bessie: Maybe this will inspire you. You gonna open it? Joey: Uh...yeah, of course. I just... I don't really feel up to it right now. Bessie: I know. Take all the time you need, and I'll leave you alone. [Airport - Jack and Tobey are rushing towards the entrance.] Tobey: Hey, what's with the 50 yard dash, man? We're right on time, early, even. Jack: Yeah, but you don't understand. I know her. She probably booked this flight 3 months in advance, so she could get a seat by the exit and be the first one off the plane. Tobey: And you would know this for sure because...? Jack: Because she's always the first one off the plane. (rushing towards the gate) There she is, there she is. Andie! Andie: (rushing towards Jack) Jack! Hey, Jack! Oh! Jack: It's good to see you. How was the flight? Andie: Oh, turbulent, cramped and stuffy, but I am willing to overlook that, assuming we get to attend at least one kick-ass graduation party. Jack: Oh, yeah. My people are on it. Andie: (Tobey walks up) Oh, I'm sorry. I don't believe we've met. Jack: Yeah, uh, Andie, Tobey. Tobey, Andie. Andie: Nice to meet you. Tobey: You, too. He's told me volumes about you. Andie: Oh. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but how do you know jack? Jack: Uh, well, uh, Tobey's, um... Tobey's my boyfriend. Andie: (Tobey smiles wide and Andie hugs him) Oh--oh, my god. This is great! Oh! I can't believe you didn't e-mail me, you big sneak. Jack: I'm sorry, it's just kind of recent. [Grams House - Jen comes home to find Drue sitting at the kitchen table with Grams having coffee.] Jen: Sweet Jesus. Grams, can I just, uh, talk to you for one second? (Grams follows her outside) Ok, what's going on? 'Cause I said that he could spend one night because I felt sorry for him. Why is he still here? Grams: Well, after you left for school this morning, Drue and I had a nice chat. He explained everything. Awful situation, a father abandoning his family. Anyway, I-- I told him he was more than welcome to spend another night. For a price. I'm not just a naive old softie, dear. I recognize Drue for the duplicitous, smooth-talking butt-kisser he is. And now that you and I have sold this house, we're going to need some poor fool to pack up and box 30 years of junk I've accumulated in the dark of my attic. Jen: I'm so glad you're on my team. Grams: Mm-hmm. (they go back inside. Jen goes into the kitchen and Grams leaves the room) Drue: (digging in the refrigerator) You're a lucky girl, Jen. A fellow could get used to these accommodations. Jen: [Laughs] Ok, you are creeping me out. Drue: So, what's on your, uh, social calendar for tonight? You going to that big senior soiree thing? Jen: Anybody who's anybody's gonna be there. Why, you want a ride over? Drue: Yeah, I do. Though, I was wondering if I could interest you in a little, uh... recreational detour first. Jen: Oh, no. [Dawson's House - Joey knocks on his bedroom door.] Joey: Hey... Dawson, I need your help with something. Dawson: Yeah, sure. What's going on? Is that your speech? Joey: No, um...it's actually a letter written to me from my mom. She wrote it before she died, and Bessie's been saving it ever since. Dawson: Wow. Joey: Yeah. Dawson: Uh... have you opened it yet? Joey: I tried, and, uh... every time I go to open it... I remember what she was like at the end. You know, so... still and, um... so much pain and suffering. I just kind of freeze up. But that being said, um... I still have to know, so... I was wondering if you would read it for me. Dawson: I'd be honored. Joey: Thank you. (opens the letter and begins to read it) "My darling Joey, I know if you're reading these words it means you've graduated from high school. Congratulations, sweetheart. You didn't have a lot, growing up. You even have been shortchanged one mother. Still, I want you to be proud of your family. If our strife has caused you pain, remember, it also makes you strong. Bessie is strong, and I'm sure she's taking good care of you. Of all the things my illness has robbed me of, I count the greatest of them watching you grow up. You're barely 13 now, still a young girl. And so, I'm left to imagine the woman you've become. Strikingly beautiful, I'm sure, and equally unaware of it. Quick-witted and strong-willed. Possessing the deep, soulful eyes of an artist, and a shy smile that regularly betrays the tough facade you do your best to keep up. If any of this sounds remarkably on the nose, it's because it's the girl you always were, Joey. And it's the woman you'll always be. Whatever you decide to do with your life, I know your future will be luminous. Wherever you decide to go when you leave, remember your days in Capeside fondly, and keep close those who shared your childhood. They will always love you in a way no one else can. And they will always be with you. Just as I love you and will always be with you. Love, mom." [Graduation Party - Joey walks up to Dawson.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: How you doing? Joey: Um...better. Thanks. Dawson: You still haven't written it yet, have you? Joey: How did you know? Dawson: I'm no stranger to the fine art of procrastination. Joey: Well, I thought it would be good to get out of the house. Dawson: Well, good. If you're gonna avoid work, avoid it in style. Jack: Hey, guys. Got somebody who's dying to say hello. Andie: Hey, Dawson! Oh! Joey! (she rushes over for hugs) Joey: You look great! Andie: Oh, thank you. So do you. Dawson: Wow, Italy must agree with you in a big way. Did you have a good time? Jack: Oh, don't even get her started. Andie: No. Oh, my god. You guys, it is heaven. You have to go, all of you, right now. Joey: I think that's code for "she had a good time." Andie: I don't even know where to start. The architecture, the men, the food. Did I mention the men? [Pacey's Place - Mr. Kasdan knocks on the door. Pacey answers.] Pacey: Mr. Kasdan. Kasdan: Pacey. May I? Pacey: Sure. Come on in. Well, if you and I have anything to say to each other, I can't imagine what it could possibly be. Kasdan: Fair enough. I'll get right to the point. Did you study for that final you so dramatically walked out on? Pacey: I can categorically say that I studied my ass off, sir. Kasdan: Care to prove it? Pacey: You did hear everything that I had to say in class today, didn't you? Kasdan: Oh, I did. You're not an idiot or a punch line. You are why I teach. Those honor students that turn your stomach... they don't need me. They're gonna forget me as soon as they walk out the door. But you... Pacey: I have a funny feeling I'm gonna be telling this story for years to come. Kasdan: And if that should turn out to be the case, please describe me as a strapping, handsome man, possessed of an immense charity and a great, great goodwill. Pacey: I can do that. Kasdan: (handing him a test) Mr. Witter, you have 45 minutes. [Capeside High - Drue and Jen sneak around in the dark.] Drue: You all right? Jen: Yeah. Drue: All right. I think the timing for the sprinkler system's over here. Jen: Drue, I've got a bad feeling about this. Drue: Right. And "it's quiet out. Maybe a little too quiet." Whoooo. Shall I add that to the list of b-movie clichés you've been spouting? All right, this it. That timer controls the sprinkler settings. All we have to do is re-set the timer so the sprinklers come on during graduation, soaking the crowd, and therefore transforming a rather ho-hum ceremony into a glorious liquid wonderland. Jen: You aim high. Drue: As do you, my accomplice in crime. (A security guard and Peskin walk up with flash lights.) Peskin: Mr. Valentine. Miss Lindley. I would be delighted if you'd come with me. [Party - Andie and Dawson are taking a seat at a table.] Andie: Wow! This is so cool. Everyone is here. Oh, perfect. Ok. Thank you. So, well, I just want to say... you know, I heard about you and Gretchen, and I'm really sorry. Dawson: You know what? It's ok. Uh, I mean, you know. The breakup hurt, and I'm sad that it's over, but I don't feel like I have this cloud hanging over my head that won't go away. Andie: Wow! Someone's changed. No endless replays of what went wrong, no dark period of pain and regret? Dawson: That was pretty much my weekend. Andie: Ah! [Laughs] Dawson: But, uh, you know, I got it out of my system, and, uh, you know, when I look back on it, I don't look back on it with an ounce of regret. You know? Joey was my first love, but Gretchen was my first mature relationship, and she made me realize that I am capable of loving somebody. Andie: I wish I were a memory like that to someone, you know, to someone who thinks back on me with a smile, even though we've long since gone our separate ways. Dawson: I'm pretty sure you are. [Party - Pacey wanders around when Andie sees him.] Andie: Pacey! Pacey: (picks her up and spins her around) Hey, hi! Andie: Ohh! Pacey: How are you, Andie? Andie: Ohh, great now. Mmm. (still hugging) [Peskin's House - Jen and Drue walk into the house with him.] Peskin: This has been a long time coming for you two. You've managed to, uh... compile quite a dirty laundry list during your brief scholastic careers, everything from dabbling in ecstasy to public intoxication, rigging yearbook photos, to my personal favorite-- dumping my sailboat in the school pool. I guess we can color your parents proud, huh? Drue: What if I swear to you I didn't do the boat? Peskin: Should we add pathological liar to your list of dubious achievements, Mr. Valentine? Jen: So, what, we're hostages? Peskin: Ha! No, young lady. You're my audience. If my audience were to leave early, the performer would be deeply offended. (he leaves the room) Jen: [Whispering] Dude, he's gonna keep us here all night. Drue: We're gonna miss the party. Peskin: (returning with a cello) The party's right here, Mr. Valentine. Do you like cello music? I must confess, it's been a lifelong passion of mine. The chilling lows, the vibrant highs. Still, I haven't had a lesson in... Mmm, 10 or 11 years. [Playing badly] [Party - Andie and Pacey walk together.] Andie: Um, you know, Jack's been writing me and, uh, well, he told me about you and Joey. And I just want to say I'm sorry, you know. I know how much she means to you. Pacey: You know what? I'm going to be all right. Andie: I know. It's just... you know, I don't want to see you sad, so if there's anything I can do for you... Pacey: Actually there is something that you can do for me. Andie: Name it. Pacey: Why don't you tell me what it's like out there? You know, when you're out on your own. Andie: Ooh, well, it's scary at first, you know. I didn't know anyone, but--ha ha-- it took no time for them to get to know me. And before I knew it, I had all these friends and, I don't know, I wasn't lonely. I just--I realized that the longer I was away from here, leaving capeside wasn't an end. It was a beginning. So... Pacey: Ok, I gotta tell you something. I got an offer, a job offer, to crew on a boat this summer, but it means getting on a plane to Miami, 'cause that's where the boat leaves for the Caribbean. Andie: And is this something you want to do? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah, it's something I really want to do. I am so glad you're here right now. Uh, ok... I did it. Ha ha! I did it. I passed my final exam. I'm a high school graduate. Andie: Aah! Oh, my god! I knew it! I knew it. I knew you could! Pacey: Well, that's puts you one up on me. Andie: Ok, so why haven't you told everybody else? I mean, they're dying to know. Pacey: I don't need to tell them. I don't need to compare myself to them anymore. I did this thing for myself. I just want to feel good about it. All I want to do now is get up on that stage and feel the sun against my face and just... know for the first time in my life that I can overcome anything. Andie: So, uh, why'd you tell me? Pacey: You were the first person in my life who ever told me that I could be more than I was and believed it. So I guess that's thank you. Andie: You're welcome. Pacey: It's so good to see you again, Andie. (they hug again) Andie: Mmm! You, too! Oh, god! So the Caribbean! Pacey: Yeah, well, you'll be in Florence. I don't think... [Party - Pacey is walking alone when he finally runs into Joey.] Joey: Glad that you made it. Pacey: Yeah. This was a nice party. I was thinking about tomorrow. Joey: What about this tomorrowland? Does it look even remotely bright? Pacey: It certainly didn't when it held the prospect of never seeing you again. Joey: How is that any different from the here and now? Pacey: I think I--I should probably go off and live my own life for a little while. That certainly doesn't mean that this is how I want it to end between us. So hypothetically speaking... if I were lucky enough one day to find myself owning a sailboat again, and I were to ask the woman that I love to go sailing with me... would she? Joey: You wouldn't have to ask, Pace. I'll see you. Pacey: I'll see you, Joey. [Capeside High - Pacey sits in the graduation seats by himself, with his head tilted up to the sky. He has a smile on his face. He gets up to leave.] [B&B - Joey and Bessie rush out of the house to the car. Joey is in her cap and gown.] Joey: We're supposed to take pictures before the ceremony, and they said no later than 10:00. Bessie: You've still got time! Joey: Bessie, I don't want to be late. Bessie: You won't be late. Just hold on. Hold on. Ha ha! (she puts lipstick on Joey, just like in the pilot episode) So did you ever get around to reading mom's letter? Joey: Yeah. Bessie: I don't want to be nosey or anything, but-- Joey: If I told you now, we'd both start crying, but to summarize, she was right. Bessie: What's that? Joey: You did a great job taking care of me. Bessie: Oh, Joey, you're sweet, but really, it's not fair. You deserved a mom. Joey: Bessie, I got two. Bessie: And you said you didn't want us to start crying. (they hug) Joey: I love you. Bessie: I love you. [Dawson's House - Dawson is in his cap and gown.] Mitch: Well, look there, Lily. That'll be you one day soon. Gale: What, the happy graduate or the proud mother? Mitch: Well, why not both? Dawson: Although preferably not at the same time. (Mitch hands him a gift) What's this? Gale: Oh, just a little something from a couple of proud parents. Dawson: You didn't--I... (opens it to find a watch) Wow! Thank you. Mitch: You like it? Dawson: Are you kidding? I love it. Gale: Well, there's an inscription on the back. Dawson: (reading) "If you will it, it is no dream." Mitch: When I brag to people and I tell them that my son wants to go off to Hollywood to be a filmmaker, they warn me. They say you'll be eaten alive. You know what I say to them? I say, "you don't know my son." Dawson: I just want to thank you guys for always believing in me. That, uh... it meant a lot. I... I love you guys. (they group hug) [Pacey's Place - Pacey is packing when Doug walks in.] Pacey: Deputy Doug Witter. To what do I owe this unprompted intrusion? Dougie: Oh, I just thought I'd stop by and offer my congratulations and, uh... Pacey: What, wish me good luck? Dougie: Or something like that, yeah. So, tell me, uh... you need some money? You know, not that I'd give you any, but, um... Pacey: No. I'll actually be fine, just so long as I can store all of my stuff at your place this summer, I'll be a happy camper. Dougie: So another exciting summer ahead for my little brother. I'm glad. You really deserve it. Pacey: Well, Dougie, you came halfway close to sounding like you actually meant that. Dougie: Because I did. Pacey: You know, I got to tell you, it would be an absolute shame for me to let another day like today pass without ever telling you how much I've always looked up to you as my big brother. Or mentioned the fact that I do actually think that one day you will... make a girl very happy. Dougie: Mean to tell me that you've, uh, actually accepted my heterosexuality? Pacey: No, no, I said happy, Doug, not sexually happy. [Capeside High - Jack and Andie walk onto campus in their cap and gowns.] Andie: Here, wait a minute. You got your tassel on the wrong side. Jack: It doesn't matter. Andie: Yeah, it does matter! Jack: After the ceremony, I'm just going to throw the cap up in the air anyway. Andie: We're not supposed to throw the caps, remember? "The pointy ends might hurt somebody." Jack: Oh, yeah, that's right. Bet you I can throw my cap farther than you. Andie: Jack, there's something I haven't told anybody yet. Jack: Why, what's wrong? Andie: Nothing. Actually for the first time in a long while, I can honestly say that there is nothing wrong. Jack: Which is why you're going to stay in Italy. Andie: I deferred Harvard by a year. It's--it's just that right now I can't imagine being happier anywhere else. Jack: Hey, Andie, I get it. Andie: You do? Jack: Yeah. Andie: Really? Jack: Yeah. Andie: You don't care? You're not upset? You're not going to try to convince me to stay and you don't think I'm being idiotic? Jack: Well, idiotic, yes, but it's the smartest idiotic thing you've ever done. Just promise me I can visit. Andie: Only if you bring that man of yours. Jack: Love you to death, little sis. Andie: Love you more, little brother. Jack: Ha ha! Ohh! [Capeside High - Grams walks with Jen into the graduation area.] Grams: You look relaxed and radiant. Jen: That's what 3 hours of cello music will do to you. Grams: Hmm! Jen: By the way, if I haven't said it enough already, thank you for understanding. Grams: Well, I'm only too well aware of that man's taste in music. I think you've been punished enough already. Besides, you'd have to do a lot worse to undo how very proud I am of you today. Jen: The pleasure's all mine. [Capeside High Graduation - Joey and Dawson move through the seats.] Joey: Your parents are so cute. They look like total emotional train wrecks. Dawson: Yeah, they are. (noticing Joey's sad look) You know, on occasions like this, it's nice that we can dress up in polyester choir robes and stupid hats, sit in the sun for a couple of hours to mark the occasion. What fashion Einstein came up with this whole outfit? I mean, is this a hat you really want to be wearing the day you know people are going to be taking pictures? (Joey smiles and laughs) Is that a smile? Did I get you to forget about your speech at least for a second? Joey: Yes, you did. Dawson: Ok. Joey: Tell me more. Dawson: I'm not on my a-list material. Sadly enough, that was my a-list material. It's time for you to go sit up on stage with the rest of the smart kids. You'll be great. Joey: See you soon. (she moves towards the stage) [Graduation - Peskin is at the podium and the ceremony is underway.] Peskin: I'd like to introduce to you the winner of this year's pinnacle award, senior salutatorian Ms. Josephine potter! Joey: Principal Peskin, our families, my fellow graduates, I stand here before you aware of the similarities that we share. I know that you're feeling, outside of my incredible stage fright, the same things that I'm feeling-- pride and accomplishment, closure and regret, and a hopeful outlook on the future. But I don't think you need me to elaborate on those feelings. Instead I--I wanted to share something personal and tell you that... that people in my life who are gone now, people I miss very much and people who I am haunted by in different ways, but whether we're separated by death or merely distance, I know that they're still with me because I keep them in my heart. The truth is, in time, that's all that we're going to be to each other anyway, this population of memories, some wonderful and endearing, some less so. But taken together, those memories help make us who we are and who we will be. So whether you're here with each other now or you're merely in each other's thoughts, remember each other on that road ahead. And I hope that no matter where your travels lead you in this life... you'll always take Capeside with you. Congratulations. (The students begin to cheer as the sprinklers come on. Jen turns to Drue and gives him the thumbs up. Everyone runs around in the rain. Dawson throws his cap up and starts everyone doing so.) [Airport - Pacey is getting out of a cab and moves towards the airport. He has a smile on his face. As he gives his ticket to the flight attendant, we hear a voice over of Principal Peskin.] Peskin: Amanda Walters. Cassandra Whitman. Pacey Witter. (Pacey boards the plain. Closing credits.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x22 - The Graduate"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 423 - Coda [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson and Joey are sitting on his bed watching the first movie he made with her "The Sea Creature form the Deep".] Dawson: You know, this sucks a lot more than I remembered it. Joey: Dawson, need I remind you that sea creature from the deep won the jurors prize in the junior division at the Boston film festival, for which you were rewarded the princely sum of $2,500. Dawson: Yeah, right. Which I then proceeded to waste on my next endeavor, which was entitled-- what was it called again? Ah, that's right. Self-indulgent piece of crap. Joey: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Dawson: Seriously, though, Jo. How did we get here? I mean, it... it feels like one second we're sitting here watching E.T., Wondering what 10th grade is gonna be like, and the next... we're leaving for college. Joey: Well, some of us are going sooner than others. I mean, I have the entire summer to process my crippling anxiety, but, uh, you on the other hand-- Dawson: Day after tomorrow. My college career begins the day after tomorrow. You know, I'm starting to think this whole summer program was not such a good idea. Joey: Dawson, you have to focus on the good. I mean, you got in, and not only do they want you, but they want you early. That's huge. You might want to consider packing, however. Dawson: When you're in the kind of denial I'm in right now, there's just no room for packing. Joey: Ok. [They see the scene where the creature pulls Joey off the dock into the water.] Dawson: Have you heard from him? Joey: No. The sea creature from the deep remains incommunicado. Dawson: I'm sorry. I'm sure once he's ready, he'll call or write-- or something. Joey: I don't know. Do you ever feel utterly incapable of sustaining a relationship? Dawson: I think I'm in touch with that emotion. Joey: I guess it's another in a seemingly endless string of life lessons. Never get involved with a monster from beneath the sea, no matter how charming. It's...just not gonna work. Dawson: I have to say that despite our mutual misery, I've had a pretty decent time hanging out with you lately. Joey: Me, too. Dawson: I wish it didn't have to end. Joey: Well, everything comes to an end, Dawson. Dawson: Thank you, Sylvia Plath. I just wish it didn't, is all. Let's, uh... [He ht a button on the remote] [Opening credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Ruins. Joey, Dawson, Jack and Jen are all lying down on the steps, and just relaxing and enjoying their time together.] Joey: I got the German flu. Dawson: The German flu? Joey: My aunt brought it over. Dawson: Really? Joey: In the meantime, the movie's kind of... you know, black and white... Jen: Shouldn't we all be looking for, like, summer jobs or something? Joey: Uh, some of us already have those. Dawson: Yeah. Is it just me, or does that yacht club uniform keep getting sexier and sexier? Joey: Bite me. Dawson: Ha ha ha. You guys know there's always work down at Leery's Fresh Fish. All: We know. Jack: Look. I got one. Yeah, I got one. You ready? Dawson: Ok. Jack: Would you rather work 2 straight shifts at the fresh fish house, completely naked, or have sex once with Principal Peskin? [Jen and Joey groan] Jen: You got a better one, let me know. Joey: Ok, I got one. Sex with Peskin, or having to spend your entire freshmen year living with a roommate who smells really, really bad. Jen: Like, uh, like earth-hippie sworn-off-deodorant bad? Joey: No, like French-foreign-exchange student bad. Jack: Is he cute? Jen: Jack. Jack: Kidding. I'm kidding. Dawson: I got it. I got it. Ha ha. I've got a "would you rather" so brilliant in its perversity Joey: Oh, this better be good. Jen: Yeah. You know what? I wouldn't preface your supposed brainstorms with the word "brilliant." I mean, it's just setting you up for failure. Jack: Will you two harridans let the man speak, please? Dawson: Thank you. Ok. Would you rather have sex with Peskin or watch Peskin have sex with grams? Jen: Ok, ok, ok, ok. First of all, grams would never have sex with Peskin. And second of all, you win. That's disgusting. Dawson: Mission accomplished. I now leave town the reigning "would you rather" gross-out champion. You guys know what time it is? Jack: Yeah. It's, uh... it's almost 6:00. Dawson: sht. Supposed to meet my dad like half an hour ago. Jen: Wait. Are you still on for the movies tonight? Dawson: Uh, yeah. Meet at my house at 7:00. Joey: Bye. Jen: Bye. Jack: See ya. Dawson: See ya later. [Scene: The Computer Store. Mitch and Dawson are looking at the laptop computers on display.] Mitch: This baby does it all, Dawson. 850 megahertz, P3 processor, 128 megabytes of ram, 32-gig hard drive, DVD, 56k modem. What more could you want? Dawson: I don't know. A Mac, maybe? Mitch: What? Dawson: It's become obvious to me that in life you're either a Mac person or a pc person, and the choice defines you. Let me put it to you this way: Beatles or Elvis? Mitch: Beatles. Dawson: See? Exactly. This is no different. Mitch: Dawson, I've done all the research. The T21 is by far the best buy, and that's what we're getting. Dawson: Yeah, well, in that case, I'd just prefer you didn't get me a laptop. Mitch: You need a laptop for school, Dawson. I am getting you a laptop. Dawson: Ok, dad, I appreciate you wanting to do this for me, but it's not fair if you only want to do it on your own terms. Mitch: Not fair. A father wants to spend thousands of dollars on his son, and somehow it's not fair. Dawson: Why would you want to spend thousands of dollars on something I don't even want? Mitch: Because it's something you need. Look, it's practical. It's functional. It'll last you for years. Dawson: And it's not what I want. [Salesman walks up] Salesman: Can I help you? Mitch: Yes, we'll take the T21. Salesman: Ah, excellent choice. I'll bring that right out. [Scene: Grams' house. Jen and Jack walk in and Jack opens the Refrigerator to see that it is empty.] Jack: Whoa. Jen: [Sighs] We shouldn't have left her alone for an hour. That woman is an unstoppable cleaning machine. Grams: Ooh, good. You're back. I'm just about to head out myself. One last potluck at the ladies auxiliary. [Jack notices a pot on the stove and samples what is in it when Grams stops him.] Grams: Ah, ah, ah. Jack: Sorry. Grams: I assume you two have eaten your usual quota of junk food. Jen: Obviously. You've done quite a number on that fridge. Grams: There's no point in leaving things for the last minute. Jen: Yeah, but the movers don't come till tomorrow. Grams: 8 A.M., Bright and early, which means someone has her work cut out for her with that room of hers. Especially if she still plans to go to the movies tonight with Dawson. Jen: Oh, I get it. Ok, this cheerful disposition is just a passive-aggressive attempt to get me to stay home tonight, isn't it? Which, by the way, I gladly will. Grams: Oh, don't be silly, dear. It's Dawson's last night. You go out. Have fun. Jen: I know, but... I mean it is our last night in this house. Maybe we should do something... special, like commemorate the occasion. Grams: Our last night in this rickety old house with no pictures on the wall, no food in the fridge? Honestly, Jennifer, there's no point in being sentimental about these things. All right. I'll tell you what. You'll come home tonight, we'll have tea. Jen: You packed the kettle. Grams: Don't forget to wear a sweater. It's supposed to be chilly tonight. [Scene: Outside the Leery House. Dawson and Mitch get out of the car after returning for the store, and Mitch is carrying the box carrying the laptop.] Mitch: Ahh. Let's get this baby set up. [Dawson sees his mother and Joey out in the yard talking.] Dawson: Later, dad. [He walks up to Joey] Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: Are you a sight for sore eyes. You ready to go? Joey: Yes. Mitch: Well, where you going? Dawson: I'm going to the movies with Jack and Jen. I'll be back later. Mitch: Dawson, it's your last night at home. Dawson: And? Mitch: I thought we'd spend it together as a family. Dawson: And I thought I would spend some time with my friends. Mitch: Listen, I don't want to embarrass anybody here. I'm sorry, Joey, but I'd really appreciate it if you'd stay for dinner. Gale: Mitch. Dawson: Dad, I'll be home later. Mitch: Well, let me understand this. You would rather go to the movies than spend what little time you have left with myself, your mother, and your little baby sister? Dawson: That's not what I said, dad. What is so criminal about wanting to hang out with my friends? Mitch: You've been hanging out with your friends all month. Dawson: What is going on with you? Mitch: Nothing. I'm just trying to figure out when my son became so insensitive. Dawson: Probably about the same time you became so overbearing. Mitch: [Laughing] You'll stay for dinner, then. Dawson: No. Mitch: No? Dawson: No, dad. Look, I'm stressed out enough about moving 3,000 miles away without having to worry about how I'm letting you down, ok? I'm gonna go to the movies, I'll be back later, and I'm not gonna feel guilty about wanting to spend some portion of my last night here with the few people who mean the world to me. Is that ok? Mitch: Do what you want. [Mitch goes inside and Dawson turns to his mother.] Dawson: Mom? Gale: Honey, go. Have a good time. Joey: Dawson, we don't have to go. Dawson: No, let's get out of here. Come on. [Scene: The Dean's Boat. Pacey is working on the deck when one of the crew walks up to him.] Guy: [Jamaican accent] Yo, Witter. You got a problem with paradise, man? Pacey: Not so much, no. Guy: Then take a break. You're makin' me tired. Pacey: Hey, what do you think the chances are I could find a phone here in paradise, 'cause I got a call I need to make. [The guy hands Pacey a cell phone.] Guy: Here, boy. You try that, bro. Pacey: Ah, thanks. Guy: Then when you're done, you meet me down at the bar. We'll have some drinks. Pacey: All right, then. [He makes a call but the phone just rings on the other end.] Pacey: [Sighs] [Scene: Along the waterfront. Jack and Dawson are walking down the boardwalk talking to each other.] Jack: Ah... [Sighs] Can't believe you're leaving tomorrow, man. Dawson: Tell me about it. Jack: L.A. Is a galaxy far, far away. Dawson: Yet only 5 hours away by plane. Jack: Nervous? Dawson: Yeah, nervous. I'm excited, I'M...I'm exhilarated, I'm depressed. That pretty much sums it up. Jack: Are you sure you don't want to stick around? You could be painting Mrs. Hammacott's house this summer. Dawson: Ha ha. Oh, god. Do it with Joey. I'm sure she'll jump at the chance to free herself from the clutches of Cruella DeValentine. Jack: Yeah. Yeah, she's really gonna miss you, Dawson. Dawson: Yeah, she's got plenty on her mind. Infiltrating the ivy leagues... the whole devastating break-up thing. Jack: Come on, man. I know, that's all true, but you and Joey saying good-bye, that's a fairly colossal event. Dawson: Why is everybody so determined to shake me out my cozy little cocoon of denial? Jack: Because if you don't at least acknowledge the hugeness of this moment, you are gonna wake up in some cold sweat in some USC dorm room one night, and you're just gonna have one more thing to add to your list of lifelong regrets. Dawson: Could you do me a favor? Jack: Yeah, anything. Dawson: Don't sit next to me at the movies tonight, man. You're bummin' me out. Jack: Come on, man. You can't tell me you haven't at least thought about it. Dawson: What? Jack: What? The opportunity to spend the entire summer with her. Dawson: Of course I've thought about it. I've thought about it so much it makes me mad because I don't understand why I can't stop thinking about it. [Sighs] I fell in love with somebody else this year. Do you have any idea how significant that is for me? I mean... so why can't I stop thinking about her? [Scene: Outside the theater. Jen and Joey are walking towards the ticket counter talking to one another.] Jen: You gonna miss him? Joey: Aren't you? Jen: Yeah, but that's different. Joey: How's it different? Jen: 'Cause I had all last summer to get sick of Dawson and his quirks, his foibles. All those annoying little things that he does that make you just want to throw him into the creek. Joey: He is rather annoying, isn't he? Jen: Oh, god, yeah. Joey: I mean, the way he makes you sit through all of the credits at the end of a movie. Jen: Ha! Out of respect for the filmmaker, of course. Joey: And the incessant picture-taking and crushing self-analysis. Jen: Not to mention that thing he does where he puts you up on a pedestal and makes you the center of his universe. God. .If you asked him to stay, he would. Joey: What? Give up the movie-making chance of a lifetime just so he can bum around Capeside for another summer? Jen: Ha ha ha. I don't think he'd see it as such a bad trade-off. Joey: What makes you think that I want him to stay? Jen: You really want to know? Joey: Yeah. Jen: It's this little voice inside my head that says "I like your hair color. What number is that?" Joey: You still hate me, don't you? Jen: No, I don't hate you. Joey: I mean, I don't get it, Jen. I mean, how am I supposed to feel about this? Am I supposed to feel good knowing that I have the power to change somebody's life? Jen: I don't know. I mean, I think that we all have the power to change each other's lives. The questions is... are you going to use it? [Jen turns to the ticket counter.] Jen: Hi. 4, please. [Jack and Dawson come walking up] Dawson: What were you girls talking about? Jen: Oh, you know... Joey: Um... Jen: Hair, makeup, world peace. Usual girl stuff. [Jen hands out the tickets to everyone.] Jen: There you go. Dawson: Thank you. Jack: Thanks. Jen: Here you go. All right. [They all go into the theater. American Graffiti is playing.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Theater. They all walk out of the theater, and stop and stand around uncomfortably.] Dawson: [Sighs] So, who's hungry? Jen: Well, I should go home and check on grams. I feel kind of guilty about leaving her. But if, you know, if you guys want to go eat, actually food food is good. Jack: I could eat. Dawson: Actually, you know what? I haven't packed yet. I still have to do that tonight. Unless we just want to Jen: Yeah. I mean, why don't you guys go ahead. I'm sure you've got a lot to talk about. And Jack and I will just walk. Jack: I could walk. Joey: Oh. Yeah, whatever. It's not like my evening will be incomplete without greasy diner food, so... Jack: Ok. So what did we just decide? Joey: Uh, um... I guess we decided to go home. Dawson: Great. Home. Uh, who's first? Jen: Well, I live next door. Jack: Uh, my car's at her house. Joey: [Clears throat] Guess I'm first. [Scene: The Leery Living room. Gale and Mitch are going through some pictures of Lilly.] Gale: Ok, which one do you like better? Lily looking adorable in her bassinet with her pink bow, or lily looking adorable in her bassinet with her yellow bow? Oh, and then of course we have this one of her looking adorable with Dawson. Mitch: Hmm. They got the same Leery eyes, don't they? Gale: Mm-hmm. Self-aware with hidden depth. Mitch: Same Leery cheekbones. Gale: Camera loves them. Mitch: Same heartthrob smile. Which is probably hiding a stubborn streak 10 miles long. What do you say the odds are, 18 years from now, Lily might actually have the good sense to listen to her father before she heads off to college? She might want to spend some time with her family before facing the great unknown. Mm. It's a big step, going away. And it isn't always easy. ale: And neither is getting left behind. And not being needed anymore. Mitch: Excuse me? Gale: That big stand you took earlier? Mitch: That desperate plea for family togetherness? Gale: Obviously the last gasp of a dying dictatorship. Mitch: Oh, funny word, dictatorship. You're blaming me. Gale: No. I'm not blaming anybody. Mitch: Yes, you are. You're blaming me. Gale: No. I just think that certain people, when they're feeling insecure about the future, would rather pick a fight and stomp around in the front yard than face the fact that they are feeling insecure about the future. Oh, did I happen to mention that those people are usually men? Mitch: Why would I be feeling insecure about the future? I'm not the one whose life is about to change. Gale: I think we may have just discovered where our son gets his talent for denial. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Dawson pulls the jeep up to the B&B, and everyone just sits quiet and looking at one another uncomfortably.] Jack: Well, uh, later, Joey. Jen: Hey, call me tomorrow, ok? Joey: Ok. So I guess this is it, right? Dawson: Uh, yeah. Let me walk you to the... Joey: Great. [Joey and Dawson walk up to the porch.] Joey: Well, I had a really nice time tonight. Dawson: Yeah. Me, too. Joey: It's comforting, you know? Dawson: What's that? Joey: Well, seeing a movie that you've seen before. Dawson: Yeah. You don't have to waste any creative energy trying to figure out how it's gonna end. Joey: It's gonna be weird, isn't it? Dawson: What? Joey: Next year. I mean, me in Boston. You in Los Angeles. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Well, you're gonna having celebrity sightings left and right, you know. Dawson: Ha ha ha. I don't think L.A. Really works that way. Joey: Sure it does. One day, you're gonna turn around in line in some overpriced organic food store, or you'll be in a movie line at some mall, because there are tons of malls in L.A., And you will see him, Dawson. Dawson: Who? Joey: Spielberg. Dawson: I'm actually in more of a Soderbergh phase right now. Joey: Regardless. What would you say to him if you saw him? Dawson: Spielberg? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: I'd--I...I don't know. Joey: Dawson, come on. I mean, this is the guy who shaped your entire world view, who eased all of your childhood traumas, and who made growing up just a bit more bearable. Dawson: Um... in that case, I guess I'd just have to... say thank you. Joey: Doesn't quite seem like enough, does it? Dawson: No, it doesn't. Joey: So I guess see you at Thanksgiving. Dawson: Actually, uh, my parents had talked about bringing Lily out to L.A. So... oh. Um... Joey: Well, then Christmas. Dawson: Yeah, Christmas. Definitely. Definitely. Yeah. [The uncomfortable situation gets worse when neither knows what to do] Joey: Well, good luck. Dawson: Hey, you, too. Joey: See you, Dawson. [They look uncomfortable about what to do next, and then Joey turns and goes inside.] Dawson: [Sighs] [Dawson turns to go back up to the door, but the porch light turns off and he turns and walks back down the porch.] Dawson: [Mumbling] See you, Joey. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Leery Jeep. Dawson pulls up to his and Jen's Place and they all get out of the jeep.] Jack: We can't afford to well, should we give it to him now? Jen: Now's good. Jack: All right. Dawson: What? [Jack reached into his car and pulls out a cell phone and hands it to Dawson.] Jack: Ha ha ha. Dawson: You didn't? Jen: Well, we figured that you should have one in L.A. Jack: It was either that or a BMW. Dawson: You guys, this-- you didn't have to do this. This is too much. Jack: Don't get too excited. We can only afford, like, what, 5 minutes of air time? Dawson: This is great. Thank you. Jack: Sure. Jen: Ok, you guys. Get it over with. Hug. All: Ha ha ha. Dawson: Come here. Jack: All right, man. Heh. Have fun in L.A., All right? Stay cool. Dawson: I'll do my best. Jack: Shouldn't be too difficult. Dawson: Heh. Why? 'Cause I was never really cool to begin with? Jack: You said it, not me. Dawson: Ha ha ha. Jack: All right. I'll see you guys. [Jack turns and hops into his car] Jen: See ya. Dawson: Bye. [Jack drives off.] Jen: Well, I guess geography is destiny, huh? Here you are, stuck with me at the end of your very last night in Capeside. Dawson: I wouldn't say "stuck" at all. I think... I think this whole next-door neighbor thing worked out for the best. Jen: Yeah? How so? Dawson: Joey and Pacey and I grew up in mortal terror of this house, especially around Halloween. Every time grams came out to sweep her porch, I think we half-expected her to hop on her broomstick and fly away. Jen: Ha ha. Sounds like her. Dawson: Ha ha. Pacey once offered Joey I think a whole dollar just to run up and touch the front door. Jen: Ha ha. Did she do it? Dawson: No, are you kidding? She's still afraid of your grandmother. Jen: I guess that makes me the Boo Radley of this scenario, huh? Dawson: Exactly. Except beautiful and with breasts. Jen: Wit. We like that around here. Dawson: [Sighs] Jen: [Sighs] Come here. [They hug] Mm. Ok. Go. Get the hell out of here. Walk across that lawn, have a great life, and don't ever call me again. Dawson: What? So I can confirm your worst fears about men? Jen: Yes, exactly. Oh, wait, I forgot. We never slept together. Dawson: You got 5 minutes? Jen: For you? Always. [Door opens] Gram: I'm sorry. I--I didn't mean to interrupt. Jen: Uh... uh, Grams, it's fine. It--it-- I think we're all done here? Dawson: Doomed to be friends forever. [They hug again] Jen: Mm. Sucks, doesn't it? [Dawson turns and walks back to his house, while Jen watches him go.] [Scene: Dawson's Kitchen. Dawson walks in to see a new Apply Mac Titanium Laptop sitting open on the table. He walks over to it and Mitch walks into the kitchen.] Mitch: Not the most practical choice, mind you, but I gotta admit, it sure as hell looks cool. Dawson: Cooler than the T21? Mitch: Hardly. But, hey, to each his own. You know, it's funny. I knew I'd be sad to see you go. What I didn't expect was this feeling of not wanting you to go. Son or not, Dawson... you are one of my favorite people. [Dawson hugs him] Mitch: Ok. All right. Ahem. [Dawson breaks the hug and sits down at the table, and Mitch does too.] Mitch: Let me see. Have I covered everything? Um... you know not to have sex without a condom, right? Dawson: Aw, dad, please. I was the only kid in kindergarten who knew what Trojans were. Mitch: Right. Um...drugs. Dawson: I can't swear to you that I'll never try some variety of narcotic, but I can promise you I'll never get so strung out I steal your TV. Mitch: Can you promise me... you won't join a frat. Dawson: That I can promise. Mitch: Ok. So tell me what it was like... saying good-bye to Joey. Dawson: [Sighs] It was, um... it was like most other things in life you have too many expectations of. You know? Totally, completely under whelming. Mitch: Well, I will tell you this... and it is the last piece of fatherly advice I dispense before you leave the nest. It ain't over... till it's over. Dawson: That's it? That's your advice, a trite, hackneyed cliché? Mitch: It was all I could think of. Dawson: Major demerits, dad. [Scene: Gram's House. Jen and Grams are sitting at the table pouring themselves a cup of tea.] Jen: [Sighs] You know, when I first got here, I thought that I was being punished. That--that my mom sent me away 'cause she just didn't love me enough or something. Grams: Jennifer. Jen: But I don't think so now. I mean, I think that she really loved it here. This house, the creek, I... I mean, she was always looking for an excuse to bring me here--Christmas or vacation, anything. Grams: Hmm. Those were good times... but sad for her. Jen: Why's that? Grams: Some people spend their entire lives chasing the happiness they had in high school... their teenage years. Thank goodness that won't happen to you. Jen: Why do you say that? Grams: You children, the way carry on, always so dour and depressed about everything. Things can only get better from here. [Knock on door] Grams: Heavens, who could that be at this hour? [Jack comes into the house.] Jack: I know. I got halfway home and then I decided I didn't like the thought of you two all alone in this house on your last night. Jen: [Laughs] Another sentimentalist. Grams: Now, as long as you're here... [Grams pulls a cookie jar out of a box on the counter and hands it to Jack.] Jack: Yes. I thought you packed everything. Grams: Oh, I still have a few tricks up my sleeve. Jen: So...you're really not sad to be leaving? Grams: Not sad. Actually, it's rather exhilarating, leaving all this behind. You know, we three are about to embark on a great adventure. Jen: Did you and gramps always live here? Grams: No. When your grandfather and I were married he was still in law school, so we lived with his parents for a while. I would not recommend that. Then we moved downtown above his law office. Jen: Oh, I didn't know that. Grams: Huh. That apartment. In the summer it was so hot. Summer nights, we'd take a blanket up on the roof. Jack: Under the stars. Grams: Mm. Stars and the lights from the summer houses. Saturday nights, the owners would string Japanese lanterns along the docks and have these very fancy dinner dances on the lawn. Nat King Cole, Frank Sinatra drifting across the water. Jen: Ohh, that sounds magical. Grams: Oh, it was. So your grandfather and I decided the best way for us to be happy would be to buy one of those summer houses and live in it all year-round. Jen: And it worked, right? You guys were happy here. Grams: We certainly were... but we were always cold in the winter. [Scene: Dawson's house. The phone rings and Dawson picks it up.] Dawson: Hello. Pacey: Dawson, is that you? Dawson: Pacey? Pacey: Yeah, man. I hope it's not too late. Dawson: N-no, it's fine. It's-- uh, where are you? Pacey: Heh heh, I'm in paradise, man, paradise. Dawson: Heh heh. Pacey: Hey, you laugh, but it's true. Dawson: So, uh, how's everything goin'? Pacey: Heh heh, I tell you, it has been the hardest work I have ever done in my entire life, but, well, it's probably a good thing. It keeps my mind off of stuff. Dawson: Hmm. Pacey: So how is she? Dawson: She's, um... you know, she's doing the same thing you are, Pace. She's keepin' busy. [Sighs] She doesn't say much, but, um... you know, I get the feeling that she thinks about you every 10 seconds or so. I know she'd appreciate a call. Pacey: Uh, you know, I just don't think that's a place I'm ready to go quite yet, Dawson. Dawson: Yeah, I totally understand. I could say something to her if you want. Pacey: No. No, you know what? I think I'd prefer if you didn't, and that's-- that's not why I called, actually. Uh... I just--I realized that you're the only person in Capeside that I actually regret not saying good-bye to, because, you know, for a long time there, Dawson, being your best friend was all I really cared about in my life. I just wanted you to hear from me that despite everything that's happened between us and the miles that may be between us right now, you know, I still think about the way things were. Dawson: Back when we were just a couple dorks wondering if and when a girl would ever look our way? Pacey: Heh heh, well, speak for yourself, huh? Dawson: [Laughs] Yeah, pace, I'm--I'm really glad you called, because the worst thing about not saying good-bye was I didn't get a chance to tell you something I wanted so badly to tell you. Pacey: What's that? Dawson: I'm proud of you, Pacey. Pacey: Thanks, Dawson. Dawson: Good luck out there. Pacey: Yeah. You, too. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson it trying to pack, but you can see his mind isn't in it. He stares at the empty suitcase then walks over to the drawer to get some clothes.] Dawson: [Sighs] [He stops packing and goes outside and walks down to the dock, to get in his boat, but before he gets there Joey comes walking up to him from the dock.] Joey: Hey. Dawson: Heh. Hey. What are you doing here? Joey: Well... I thought if I don't help you pack, Dawson, uh, you're gonna end up in L.A. With just those clothes on your back, and chances are that after a while they're gonna start to smell a little, and that's no way to make a good first impression. Dawson: My hygiene thanks you for your concern. Joey: Sure. So where are you headed off to? Dawson: The Potter B&B. Joey: What was your excuse gonna be? Dawson: I was gonna work the whole "I haven't said good-bye to Bessie or Bodie yet" angle. Joey: Ah. Not bad. Dawson: Heh, come on. [Up in Dawson's room. Joey and Dawson are lying on the bed watching ET, and as it finishes Joey wipes the tears from her eyes.] Dawson: I caught that. Joey: Sue me. It's still my favorite movie. This won the Oscar, right? Dawson: God, how many times do I have to tell you? It was Gandhi. Joey: Right. Dawson: [Sighs] I need your help here. [He throws a suitcase onto the bed] Joey: [Sighs] I've said it before, and I'll say it again. You're worse than a girl, Dawson leery. Dawson: That's good. Emasculate me. It's only the last time you're ever gonna see me. Well, for Christmas, I suppose. Joey: Which is 6 months away, half a lifetime. You know by then you'll be married to the first bimbo who slips you her head sht. Dawson: And you'll be shacked up with the first guy who offers you a h*t off his beer bong. Joey: Right. I wish we could just fast forward 4 years, and see how it all ends up. Dawson: I don't have to, really. I mean... 4 years at Worthington, you'll be a pedigreed professional. Joey: And you? Dawson: I'll be working the graveyard shift over at Kinko's. Stop by and say hi. Joey: Mm-hmm. [Sighs] Dawson... Dawson: yeah. Joey: I know we always joke about this, but... I feel like I'm never gonna see you again. Dawson: That's crazy talk, Jo. Joey: I know. I-- I know I'll see you again, and it probably won't be too long from now, you know, holidays, most likely, but... you'll be different. Dawson: I will? Joey: Well, you'll have a tan. And you'll have a girlfriend. Dawson: I will? Joey: She'll be incredibly pretty. Dawson: Really? Joey: You'll show me a picture, I'll immediately hate her, and the worse part is, deep down, I'll know she's as great as you say she is because...you like her. Dawson: You sound pretty sure about all this. Joey: Well, you can't keep it a secret forever, Dawson. Dawson: What's that? Joey: How incredible you are. [They look at one another before Joey sits up on the bed] Ok, film student... all-time favorite movie. Dawson: You want to play that game? Joey: Mm-hmm. Dawson: Jaws. You, all-time favorite song. Joey: Daydream believer. Most embarrassing moment. Dawson: Uh... that would have to be when the whole school watched me make out with Eve. Joey: What are you talking about? That did wonders for your street cred. Dawson: Ok. You, same question. Joey: Hmm. That's easy. Right here in this room when I offered to have sex with you, and you turned me down cold. Dawson: Y-y-y-yeah. Hey, could we introduce the "hugest all-time regret" category, because that would pretty much be mine. Joey: Mine would be... lying to you about sleeping with Pacey. Dawson: [Laughs] Joey: That's not funny. Dawson: Not, it's that-- I just-- I'm the only one who has not had sex. I--I didn't plan on graduating a virgin. What--what happened? Joey: Best laid plans... Dawson: This mythical college girlfriend I'm gonna have, will she have sex with me? Joey: Mm...no, sorry. She's a prude. Dawson: Damn. I had such high hopes the last American virgin would fare better as an undergrad. All-time most life altering moment. Joey: Ever? Dawson: Ever. Joey: Well... there are a lot of winners there. [Sighs] But, you know, there was this one moment, um... a couple years ago... in this room. I was standing over there by the window, and, uh... and you kissed me. It changed everything. It's a pretty powerful thing when you get your biggest wish in one moment. [Long pause while they just think about everything] Oh, better not forget that one. [Joey points to the Turn away my Sweet poster on the wall.] Dawson: Gee, I almost forgot. [Dawson gets up and walks over to take the poster down.] Joey: Dawson... I want you to stay. Dawson: Excuse me? Joey: I said, I want you to stay. And there, I said it. Dawson: You don't think you could have maybe said something before I packed? Joey: No, I said it, and now I want you to forget it. Dawson: Forget it? Jo, how do I forget that? Joey: Well, it's just something that I've been thinking about, and I wanted you to know that I was thinking about it. You know, I was just gonna... keep my mouth shut and let you go... but...[Sighs]... It's not me. That's some merchant ivory movie, you know, where people suffer in silence, and you're supposed to be so impressed by their restraint. Well... you know... sorry, but screw that. My best friend in the whole world is leaving tomorrow, and a big part of me wants him to stay... so I hope you don't hate me. Dawson: I could never hate you, Joey... and not for lack of trying, either. Joey: These past couple of years, it's been one big soap opera. I wouldn't take it back. I wouldn't... take any of it back, but... I'm glad that it's over. 'Cause I like the way things are now. My life being the cruel joke that it is, now that things are so nice... you're leaving. Dawson: Jo... if I thought for one second it was the right thing to do, I would stay, but it's time to go. It's time for me to get out of this room, and it's time for you to discover who you are without us. This chapter's over, Jo. I can feel it. Joey: [With tears running down her cheeks] Do you believe in magic? I never used to. I mean, how could I? 13, your mom dies. You hope against hope for--for magic, something to make it all better. It never comes, and, you know, you look to your father who's unable to overcome all of his tragic flaws. Well, no abracadabra there. And then there's Pacey. Well... any magic that was there, that ran out, didn't it? But, uh, then there's you. There's proof that someone out there is thinking of me... my friend who was with me always. It's pure magic. I guess this is pretty much just a long-winded way of saying that, um... I'm gonna miss you, Dawson. Dawson: I'm gonna miss you, too, Joey. Joey: Well, I guess it's getting late, and you need to rest, so... it kind of makes me wish that the ladder was still out there... make a classy exit, you know? Disappear out the window into the night. Dawson: Yeah. Far more cinematic. [She puts on her coat] Dawson: Wow. I guess this is, uh... this is really it, huh? Joey: See you, Dawson. Dawson: I'll see you, Joey. [The hug each other, then back up a little, but don't let go of one another] Joey: So what was yours, by the way? Dawson: What was my what? Joey: Your all-time most life altering moment? Dawson: For all I know, it could be this one right now... saying good-bye to you. [A long pause as they look into each other's tearful eyes. Then they begin kissing, and the camera pulls to the outside of the room and we see the silhouette of them kissing each other in the window of Dawson's bedroom.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "04x23 - Coda"}	foreverdreaming
The Bostonians [Worthington Joey's English class. As Professor Wilder reads Joey's paper, the camera reminds us about the end kiss from Season 4.] Wilder: (reading) And then, just like that they were kissing. She didn't know how they got there. She had no idea. The thought of kissing this boy hadn't crossed her mind in years, which was weird, because once upon a time, that was all she ever thought about. And then, just like that, it was over. He coughed, she shuffled her feet... And she laughed to herself. It had been one of those moments, one of those moments where you shuck your status as mere mortal and achieve, however briefly, true greatness. She had shared many such moments with this boy, but now he was leaving and... Nothing would ever be the same again. (addressing the class) So, what do we think of Joey's story, guys? Alex? Alex: Incredibly banal. Wilder: Tell us how you really feel, Alex. Wow! Alex: It's a hallmark card about a high school crush. Who cares? Girl: Well, I thought it was brilliant. The way that she described the moment leading up to the kiss, I was right there with her. It's like Joyce Carol Oates meets...Judy Blume. Alex: You say that like it's a good thing. Wilder: Hey, let's not knock Judy Blume. Without her, my younger self would never have been able to decode the random acts of madness perpetrated by that marvelous creature known as the teenage girl. So, Miss Potter, I've got some good news and I've got some bad news. The good news is... Class is over. Today's trture has come to an end. Joey: The bad news? Wilder: You are obviously a writer... (He tosses her paper on her desk with a bright red C on the cover.) Which means the trture has just gn. (addressing the class) All right, everybody, I will see you next week. Alex, you're up next! I can hardly wait. [Hallway after class. Joey rushes after Wilder who is walking down the stairwell.] Joey: Professor Wilder. Wilder: You don't like that "C" very much, do you, Joey? Joey: No, I don't. In fact, I hate it, and I was wondering if there's anything I can do to make that "C" a little bit less of a "C"? Wilder: Absolutely. You can rewrite it. Joey: How can I do that? Wilder: This boy of yours, does he exist in reality? Joey: He does, actually. He's coming for a visit this weekend. Wilder: Ah, perfect Joey: Why is that perfect? Wilder: Well, it'll help you fix your story Joey: Fix it? I don't even know what's wrong with it. Wilder: The problem with your story, Joey Potter, is that it ends at the very moment it should begin. (Joey watches as Wilder crosses the courtyard. She contemplates what he said.) [Boston Joey is going for a run. She is wearing her cell phone on her belt. As her phone rings, she stops and answers it.] Joey: Hello? Dawson: Hey, it's me. Joey: Hey! You at the airport? Dawson: Um, not exactly. No. You want the good news or the bad news first? Joey: Uh-oh, not again. Dawson: Huh? Joey: Nothing. What is it? Dawson: Well, remember the internship I was telling you about? Joey: With that director? You got it?! Dawson: I did. Joey: Dawson, that's great! I'm so happy for you. That means you can't come for the weekend. Dawson: I start today. Joey: That sucks. Dawson: I know, I was kinda... Looking forward to seeing you. Joey: Kind of? Dawson: You know what I mean. Joey: Well, I was kinda looking forward to seeing you, too. Dawson: There's always next weekend. Joey: Which will probably turn into next month. Dawson: Or next year. Joey: Before you know it, it'll be a christmas card every now and then... When your wife remembers. Dawson: We should probably just say good-bye forever right now. Joey: Yeah, might as well. Dawson: Drama queen. Joey: I know. Um... Well, listen, good luck today. Dawson: Thanks. And, uh... I'll call you sometime over the weekend. Joey: Bye. [Hollywood Dawson approaches the gates to a movie studio. A security guard exits his booth and approaches Dawson.] Guard: Good morning, son. Dawson: Good morning. I'm here for an internship. Guard: Is that right? You have an appointment? Dawson: Today's my first day. Guard: First day. Are you nervous? Dawson: Uh, no. Not, uh... Well, I--yeah. Guard: What's your last name? Dawson: Leery. L-double-e-r-Y. (a car pulls up and honks. Dawson moves out of the way and the gate opens. It continues inside.) Guard: Do you know where you're going, Mr. Dawson Leery? Dawson: Absolutely no idea. Guard: Straight back, 2 lefts, and a right. Dawson: Ok. Thanks. Guard: Dawson... Try not to get lost in there. [Boston Jack and Jen are getting coffee from a cart.] Jen: Where do you want to sit? Jack: Probably sit over here. (a football comes flying past them) Whoa! Jen: Heads up. Jack: Ooh. College guys are hot. Jen: Give me the phone. Jack: Why? Jen: 'Cause I'm calling Tobey and telling him you said that. Jack: I can look. Jen: Yeah, but you cannot touch. I like Tobey. Tobey's good people. Jack: Yeah, I like Tobey, too. It just so happens that we're kinda doomed to the loneliness of a long-distance relationship at the moment. Jen: Well, that's still better than the loneliness of the no-distance relationship. That doesn't make any sense, does it? Jack: No, no, it didn't. Look, you need to get some, and soon, all right, before you achieve born-again virgin status. Jen: Jack. Jack: What? Jen, I'm serious. It's been far too long. The last guy you were with was Henry. That means last year was a total wash for you. Jen: Tell me about it. Jack: You know you're a lot more fun when you're with a guy. Watching you twist yourself up into these little knots of anxiety, it's highly entertaining. Jen: Thanks. That's good to know. Jack: It's not in a(another football comes flying at them. Jack catches it as a guy comes running over) oh, heads up! Jen: My goodness! Jack: (to the guy) Nice throw. Guy1: Thanks, man. (he turns to leave, but comes back) Hey, um, there's a party tonight over at the Sigma Ep house. You guys should go. Everything's free. Punch, beers, shts, everything. Jack: Cool! Yeah, we'll be there. Jen: (Jen makes a sign with her hand as the guy leaves) Rock on, dude. (to Jack) "Cool! We'll be there"? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, it'll be fun. You might meet someone. Jen: Yeah, right. Like I'm gonna meet the love of my life at a college frat party? Jack: You didn't think that guy was hot? Jen: Sure, in a dumb-guy-with-a-dream kinda way. Jack: (thinks about this) Nicely put. [Worthington Joey's dorm. Joey sits at her desk studying. Half of the room is a mess, while Joey's side is spotless. A blonde girl, Audrey walks in.] Audrey: Joey! Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Can I ask my favorite roommate in the whole wide world the hugest of all possible favors? Joey: Sure. As long as it doesn't involve me leaving this room. (Audrey makes a face. Joey turns to look at her.) It involves me leaving this room, doesn't it? Audrey: Zach is here. Joey: Where? Audrey: Outside. Joey: The one with the tattoo of his frat on his ankle? Audrey: No. That was Tom. Joey: What happened to Tom? Audrey: Bad kisser. H.O.B. Joey: H.O.B.? Audrey: Hair on back. Gross! Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Joey. Joey: We can't go on like this. Audrey: Couldn't you just maybe go to the library for a little while? Joey: Do you have any idea how much time I've spent sexiled in the library already this semester? It's barely October. Audrey: Please? Pretty please and just so you know, I'm totally planning on making myself scarce once your beau gets here. Joey: First of all, he's not my beau. And second of all, he's not coming. Audrey: Dunston's not coming Joey: Dawson! Audrey: Right. Joey: Something came up. Audrey: Hey... Do you need me right now, because if you need me, I will totally get rid of Zach. I mean, you may not be aware of this yet, but I'm pretty awesome like that. Joey: That's okay. (she gathers her books) I have to go talk to Professor Wilder anyway. Wilder: And that's what you're wearing? Joey: What's that supposed to mean? Wilder: Joey! Professor Wilder is gorgeous! Joey: Audrey, I'm going to see him about a paper. Not to ht on him. (she leaves) [Worthington The hall outside Wilder's office. A huge line of girls spans all the way down the hall towards the exit of the building. Joey walks in and sees the line in shock. She talks to a girl at the end of the line.] Joey: Is this all for Professor Wilder? Girl: Mmm-hmm. And worth every minute if you ask me. (Joey turns to leave and exits the building. As she starts to walk across campus, she sees Wilder climbing out of his office window. Joey stops and waits for him.) Wilder: Busted. Joey: What are you doing? Wilder: Escaping the hordes. You don't understand, I could be there for hours. Joey: Must be nice. Wilder: What do you mean? Joey: Having freshman girls swoon over you all the time. Wilder: Oh, don't worry. I go home and have the wife and kid bitch me out for a couple of hours. Keeps me grounded. So I presume you wanted to see me? Joey: Yeah, I wanted to ask you about my story. Wilder: If you must. If you must ruin a perfectly glorious day with a question about school work. Go right ahead. Joey: Well, you said that the story should start where it ended but the problem is nothing happened after that. The two people just went their separate ways. Wilder: Doesn't matter. Where do you want the story to go? You see, writing is about making choices, Joey. You copped out. You stopped before you had to make a choice. Yeah, I mean, I don't even know what the kiss meant. Joey: It was just a kiss. Wilder: Well that doesn't mean anything to me. Make a choice. What was it? Was it friendly, was it passionate? Was it, I want to lay you down on the nearest flat surface and do ungodly things to you, or was it goodbye? (he walks off, leaving Joey to think.) [Hollywood Dawson walks into the building he's supposed to be interning for. The receptionist, Ashley, rushes out of the room calling over her shoulder.] Ashley: I'll be right back! Heather: (walking in) Hey you! (she double kisses Dawson on the cheeks) Dawson: Hi. Heather: Oh God, they said you were young but I had no idea! Weren't you at (restaurant name, I missed)? No? Café Deartist thing with Greg and Mickey and those UTA guys? No? Okay, forget it. We don't know each other. Come in. Something to drink? Dawson: Water. Heather: (yelling down the hall) Water! (they sit at a table) So I gotta tell you. You are a fantastic writer. Dawson: Really? How can you tell? Heather: It's my job, sweety. It's what I do. Dawson: Okay. I wanted to tell you, I'm a huge fan of Todd's. Especially his music videos. What he did with Janet Jackson Heather: Amazing! Todd is an f'ing genius! Thee leading visual of his time, I think. The videos were a great stepping stone, but now we're all about features. He's shting Damage Inc. on the lot right now. Dawson: Right, that comes out next summer, right? Heather: Yeah, that's right. And it's my job to find him his next gig. I'm trying to talk him into doing a feature version of 7th Heaven. Dawson: The TV show? Heather: Yes. What do you think? Dawson: Uhh, I think that's kinda weird. Heather: Exactly. The plan is to do it with more of a serious edge. Like what they did with the Brady Bunch movie. And that's where you come in. Dawson: I don't get it. Heather: David, your sample was perfect. You have just the right voice for this project. Dawson: Dawson. Heather: Excuse me? Dawson: My name is Dawson. Heather: Dawson Hartley. Dawson: Dawson Leery. Heather: Who's Dawson Hartley? Dawson: I have no idea. Heather: (looking confused, then recognition) Oh! Oh, Dawson Leery! Right. Right. (confused again) What have I read of yours? Dawson: Probably just my resume. Heather: (as Ashley walks past the room) Ashley? Ashley: Uh-huh? Heather: Who is this? Ashley: The new intern. (Dawson smiles at Heather sheepishly.) [Grams House kitchen. Jack, Jen and Joey sit around the kitchen island. They are discussing Pacey.] Jack: How about Bora Bora? What do you know about Bora Bora? Jen: Is Bora Bora in the Caribbean? Joey: No, (sounds like she says French Malaysia). Jack: Maybe he's gone Kurtz. Joey: Kurtz? Brando, Apocalypse Now? Jack: Yeah! Leader of this rag tag band of ex-patriots from some tropical island you can't find on the map. Jen: Or maybe he's back in Capeside. Or Boston. Joey: Well, wherever Pacey is, I hope he's happy. And if I'm lucky, Audrey is just about finished with her latest conquest. Jen: Sounds like that girl has a really promising future in prn. Jack: (I make this noise all the time!) Barm chicka barm barm, barm! Joey: You know what? You guys laugh. But it's true. I open the door and I never know what kind of seedy little (missed word) I'm about to walk into. Jen: Yeah, it's pretty much the same thing here. You never know who Grams is going to bring home from Bingo. Jack: (to Joey) Can we count on you tonight or what? Joey: I dunno. I mean, are we frat party kind of people? Is there any past evidence of us functioning well at these kinds of events? Jack: Which is precisely why we should go. It's a new year, guys, okay? I mean it. We need to spread our wings. Challenge any pre-conceived notions we had of college. And most important, to reinvent ourselves. Joey: What got into him? Jen: A cute boy invited him. Joey: (leaving) Bye. Jack: (to Jen) Shut up. Jen: Bye! See ya! (to Jack) What? [Hollywood on the set. Dawson walks in on people bustling about.] Todd: (the director) People. It's just been brought to my attention, that thanks to the incompetence of my crew, I'm not gonna make my date. It saddens me. It depresses me. You people are a disgrace to the industry in which you taught. Call yourself a film crew? James Cameron would have had you taken out back and sht by now. I on the other hand, will simply make you all the subject of scorn and derision. (to Dawson) Who are you and why are you staring? Dawson: New intern. Todd: What can I do for you new intern? Dawson: Heather gave me this script, she said to give it to you, she said it's very important and you need to read it in between shts. Todd: Crap. I'm sure of it. Heather doesn't have the best taste in material. But she's pretty hot though, huh? Dawson: Can't argue with that. Todd: What's your name? Dawson: Dawson. Todd: Do me a favor, Dawson? Dawson: Sure, anything. Todd: Read this. Let me know what you think of it. Dawson: Really? Todd: Go over there. Use my chair. Let me know when you're done. Dawson: All right. Todd: All right. Where were we? Oh yes. Call yourself a special effects expert? I don't see any missing fingers at all (Todd continues to complain as Dawson makes himself comfortable in Todd's chair, smiling to himself.) [Worthington Joey returns to her room. Before she opens the door, she covers her eyes. Once the door is open, she slowly peeks through her fingers and sees Audrey alone. She's blaring a Weezer song on the radio and reading a magazine.] Audrey: Hey! Have you ever had an orgasm? Joey: Excuse me? Audrey: (turning down the stereo) Have you ever had an orgasm? Joey: Not something I particularly like to discuss with a near stranger. Audrey: Me? A near stranger? I am your roommate, Joey. As such, I reserve the right to raise such topics as oral sex, feminine hygiene and orgasms. Speaking of which, I don't think I ever had one in high school. I thought I did but Zach convinced me otherwise. It's a shame we had to break up. Joey: You broke up already? Audrey: Yes. He tried to talk me into a threesome. I may be easy, but I'm not sleazy. We're through. Joey: Sorry, I guess. Audrey: It's hard work finding the right boy. Which actually makes a rather nice segway into our next topic Joey: Which is? Audrey: I'm afraid for you, Joey. Joey: What are you talking about? Audrey: I'm afraid you're not having the proper college experience. Joey: I appreciate the concern, but Audrey: No, it's just that you study, you know, a lot. And you never want to go out with me. Joey: Look, Audrey, everybody's college experience is different, okay? Some people like to drink and screw around and that's fine. But some people actually want to study and get a great education so hopefully one day they can get a good job and not worry about working retail in the small town from which they came. Audrey: That's not it, Joey. Joey: It's not? Audrey: No. It's like, I dunno. It's like you're afraid to have fun or something. Joey: Why would I be afraid to have fun? Audrey: Because if you had fun, you might actually meet someone you liked. If you actually met someone you liked, you might actually have to let go of the past. Look, I know you're sad that your special guy couldn't come this weekend. I get that. I'm highly intuitive. But maybe that's a good thing, you know? Maybe that's a sign. Joey: No offence Audrey you really don't know that much about my life. Audrey: And who's fault is that I wonder? (she goes back to reading her magazine) [Boston Docks Jen is walking with two drinks. She stops in front of a boat.] Jen: Yoo hoo? (Pacey comes out from under the boat) Pacey: Ahh, you again! (he joins her on the dock and takes a drink) Jen: You're not gonna get rid of me so easy. Pacey: You know, I can't believe my brother sold me down the river to the likes of you. Jen: Yeah, well, Dougie Witter is no match for my feminine wiles. Pacey: So tell me, what's the latest scuttlebutt? Jen: It's Bora Bora, where apparently you've gone Kurtz. Pacey: Ooh. Jen: I hypothesized over that you were in fact here. But I think everybody likes to imagine a far more exotic locale. Pacey: And Joey? Jen: And Joey likes to imagine you're happy. Pacey: Which I am. Jen: Good. I think you'd be even happier if you came out with us tonight. Pacey: I appreciate that but Jen: Okay, all right. But see, every Sunday Grams insists that we all have dinner together. It's me and Jack and Joey. I know, it's annoying but it's also kinda sweet. Which pretty much sums up my Grams. But I wanted to put it out there. You know? If you'd like a home cooked meal we'll keep the light on for ya. Pacey: Okay, got it. Is Dawson in town? Jen: No, no. He got this internship he couldn't pass up. Pacey: See, there's a guy who has the right idea. He's out there, doing his own thing. Moving forward, not looking back. Jen: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Pacey: Yeah? Jen: Come here. (they hug) Pacey: Thanks for dropping by though. Jen: Of course. Pacey: And, uh, you know, keep on keeping on our little secret here, huh? Jen: I will. But not forever. See ya. (she leaves. And basically I should stop transcribing at this point because there is no more Pacey.) [Worthington Joey's dorm. Jack and Jen are sitting on Joey's bed and talking to Audrey. Joey walks back into the room as they are laughing.] Joey: What did I miss? Audrey: Well, your friends were just filling me in on your shockingly sordid romantic history! Joey: (to Jack and Jen) Thank you both so very much. I assuming I can skip the introductions. Audrey: Totally! Let me get you up to speed. Jen is my new best friend. And Jack will here to for be known as Joey's very cute guy friend. Jen: Oh no. No, he's very cute gay friend. Audrey: No, really? Jack: Pretty gay. Audrey: And there's nothing we can do about this? Jack: (putting his arms around Jen and Joey) Well, I have been kissed by two of the finest female specimens this world has to offer, and that didn't do it. Audrey: Both of you girls kissed this boy? That is just so unfair. (she walks out of the room) Joey: So are we going or what? Jack: Yeah. (missed a line.) Joey: We do? Jen: She's one cool chick, Jo! Joey: She is? Audrey: (Walking in with her purse) Okay people. Let's do this! [Hollywood Dawson has just finished reading the script. Todd joins him.] Todd: So what's the verdict, intern? Dawson: It's pretty much what you feared. It's crap. Todd: What's wrong with it? Dawson: There's a monkey in it. Todd: Really? A monkey? That's awful. Well, doesn't matter. I'll probably end up doing it anyway. Dawson: Why? Todd: Cause its Drew Barrymore. Dawson: Yeah, but the script sucks. Todd: Than I'll fix it. Writing's not that hard. So what do you want to be when you grow up, Dawson? Dawson: What else? A director. Todd: Yeah? What are you doing about it? Dawson: USC Film School. Todd: Film school is for pussys. What are you really doing about it? Dawson: I, uh I made a documentary last year about A.I. Brooks. Todd: Who? Dawson: He was this pulp director from the 50s. It's an amazing story, actually. I could show it to you. Todd: No thanks. Dawson: Okay. Todd: Look, you're what, like 18? Dawson: Yeah. Todd: Chances are, it's bad. And if I take a look at it and it does indeed suck, than I have to come up with some sort of B.S. so you don't feel bad. And if on the off chance it's actually good, what do I need that for? Why would I want to be jealous of some 18 year old kid that makes better flicks than I do? Do you see my predicament. Man: They're ready for you, Todd. Todd: Welcome to Hollywood, Dawson. (he walks off) [Frat Party everyone is partying and drinking. The band is playing and Audrey runs up on stage and starts singing with the singer. Joey sees her and smiles. She turns around with her cup of beer and a guy runs smack into her, their foreheads hitting.] Guy2: Ow! Sorry, are you okay? Joey: Yeah, I'm fine. Guy2: Hey, Worthington, right? Joey: Yeah, you too? Guy2: Yeah, you're in my Economics class. You're C-10. Joey: What did you call me? Guy2: Row C, seat 10. That's where you sit everyday. You do this thing with your hair when you're taking notes, you kinda tuck it behind your ear. It's kinda cool. Okay, I'm pretty much officially creeping you out, aren't I? Joey: No. Not at all. Guy2: Good. Do you want to go inside and talk for a few minutes? Fewer decibels. And I promise not to head butt you, ever again. Joey: (she considers it a moment) Uhh Actually, I should probably check on my friend. Guy2: Sure. Okay. Well, it was nice talking to you. Joey: You too. Guy2: See ya. [Frat House Jen is standing alone drinking a beer.] Guy3: Hey! Jen: Hey. Guy3: Would you like to see my stereo? Jen: (getting into it) Where is it? Guy3: It's up in my room. Jen: Ahh. I bet you got some bitchin' black light posters up there too, don't ya? Guy3: Yes I do. Who told you? Jen: (laughs) I think I'm gonna pass. Guy3: Why? Jen: Because I'm not gonna sleep with you. Guy3: Well how do you know? Jen: We could get up there and you could change your mind. Guy3: Yeah, I really don't think so. [Frat Jack bumps into the guy who invited him to the party.] Guy1: Hey! Jack: Hey! Guy1: So, have you given any thoughts about joining a fraternity? Jack: Ah, I don't know. It's not really my scene. Guy1: What's a matter? You got something against family? Jack: Not particularly, no. Guy1: Forget about what you've heard. Just forget about it. Being Greek is about being family. It's about having family here at school. You join my house and you're my brother. No one messes with you. Four years of you life. You make a commitment to me and I'll take care of you. You're my boy. Your man. What's your name? Jack: Jack. Guy1: Jack. Think about it, Jack. (he looks at another guy and points to Jack. The other guy walks past and takes a Polaroid of Jack real quick. Jack blinks from the flash and walks off.) [Hollywood Movie set. Dawson walks in with a bunch of cups of coffee and trips. All the coffee falls to the floor.] Todd: (into a megaphone) And the Russian judge gives him an 8.5. Incompetence! Everywhere I look. All the way down to the freaking intern. Dawson: (under his breath) Screw you. Todd: Excuse me! Is there something you'd like to share with the group? Dawson: No, forget it. Todd: That's what I thought. Keep your comments to yourself next time, kid, okay? Great. Now where was I? (he walks off) Dawson: Todd? What I said was screw you. You should be ashamed of yourself, man, and not because you treat people badly, cause a lot of people do that. You should be ashamed of yourself because you have an amazing priveledge and you don't even take it seriously. You get to make movies. You get to do this for a living and you don't even appreciate it. This movie is probably gonna suck. I know that, you know that, and the entire crew knows that. And your next movie is probably gonna suck too. Somebody gave you the keys to the kingdom and you're blwing it. I feel sorry for you. If I ever get here, I'm gonna do things a lot differently. (People begin to clap until Todd turns around and they all stop. He approaches Dawson.) Todd: You've got balls, kid. Now get off my set. You're fired. (to the crew) All right, now that that's out of the way [Frat Joey sits on a wall on the edge of the party. Audrey walks up and joins her.] Audrey: Joey, you've got to come sing with the band. It's like karaoke, except with real music. It's so much fun! Joey: Maybe later. Audrey: Okay. You okay? Joey: I'm fine. You were right you know. Audrey: About what? Joey: About me being stuck in the past. Here I am a college freshman. If I actually let you get to know me better you would realize that that's a fairly big thing. Here I am working my ass off. Reading, studying, churning out papers learning, you know? Falling in love with this city which is amazing, yet there's still part of me that's still 15 years old. Still stuck back in Capeside. Still in love with this boy from down the Creek who only sees me as a friend. Audrey: Chris. (Joey looks at her) He was my high school boyfriend. Saying goodbye to him was maybe the hardest thing I've ever done. Because I knew, no matter how much we loved each other, no matter how much we promised to stay true to each other, it just wouldn't work. You end up hurting each other. So I cut the cord and I said goodbye. And it's really hard sometimes. I know he's out there somewhere falling in and out of love with girls that aren't me. You must think that I'm this great big slut, huh? But, I'm just trying to live life, you know? Have fun. And if I feel like kissing some boy Joey: So be it. Audrey: Exactly. No regrets. This was a really good conversation, Joey Potter. I hope there's more to come. Joey: Me too. [Frat Bathroom There's a line and Joey is inside on the phone. Someone knocks on the door.] Joey: Just a sec! (into the phone) Hey Dawson, it's me, umm I wanted to call you up. I'm at this party with Jack and Jen and my crazy roommate. Guess what? I'm having a pretty great time, but as great as it is, it's not completely great and that's because of you. You're not here and I know that I said that it's okay that you didn't come this weekend but you know what? It's not okay because I miss you. And there was this guy tonight and he was hitting on me or at least I think he was hitting on me. And he was perfectly nice and I blew him off and I'm not even sure why. But I'm pretty sure it was because of you. And I've spent these past couple months acting like you were just going to show up outside my door one day, but you're not. You are out there following your dreams which is what I want for you, Dawson. (someone knocks loudly) In a minute! (into the phone) Dawson, I think it's time that I let you go. And it's really hard for me to do because I know that there's a part of me that will be in love with you for the rest of my life. But this whole running and place and day dreaming is just not healthy for either of us. So this is me cutting the cord, this is me doing what I should have done three months ago. Say goodbye, Dawson. Call me back. Bye. (she hangs up) [Frat Jen is sitting outside against the wall in the corner. Charlie, the bass player from the band is carrying a bottle of water and approaching her.] Jen: Uh, no. Charlie: No what? Jen: No, not interested. Charlie: No not interested in what? Jen: In whatever it is you're selling now. Charlie: Okay, I didn't even say anything. Jen: Well, you were about to. Charlie: I was? Jen: Yeah. You were about to give me your best opening line. Something like, Hey girl which, word to the wise is neither clever nor charming. And then you're probably going to follow it up with a popular classic, Hey, do you know what would look really good on you? Me. Charlie: (laughs) Wow. People actually say stuff like that in real life? Just so you know, I'm not that guy. Jen: Look, for all I know you could be that kind of guy who cruises frat parties cause he knows that he can capitalize on the significant or the sensitive types. Which is even worse, man, cause its Charlie: Okay, A) You're crazy which is not entirely unappealing. And B) I'm not that guy either. Jen: Well then what are you doing here? Charlie: I'm in the band. We got paid 50 bucks to play, and 50 bucks is 50 bucks lady. Jen: Well you guys, you guys were actually good. Charlie: Thank you. And so what, pray tell, are you doing here, little Miss Know-it-all? I mean, besides making a sport out of scowling into your beer there. Jen: Hey, scowling can be fun. Charlie: Look, I gotta go pack up my gear. It was wonderful sharing this moment with you. Bye. (he starts to walk away and then turns back) Look, just so you know, all I was going to say was Hi, my name is Charlie, what's yours? That's all. And then I was kinda hoping maybe we would talk a little. I'd find out that you're the kind of girl that doesn't usually come to parties like these. And that would explain why the cutest girl, in the whole place, is alone by herself in the corner. Because you're right, all right, most of the guys here are creeps and the girls are even worse. And God, I hope they don't pro-create. But they will. And we're just going to have to do our best. Fight the good fight. Make sure their kind doesn't take over the world. That's all. (he goes to leave) Jen: Charlie? (he stops and looks at her) Jen. My name is Jen. Charlie: Well, it's nice to meet you, Jen. (he turns back and bumps into Jack) Jack: Sorry. (approaching Jen) What are you so smiley about? Jen: Shut up. Jack: (laughing) Yeah! [Hollywood Dawson is walking glumly off the set. The guard from earlier stops him.] Guard: So, how'd your first day go? Dawson: First and last, actually. I got fired. The job doesn't pay anyway. Guard: There are worse things. Dawson: Not at the moment there aren't. Guard: Where are you from, kid? Dawson: I'm from Capeside. It's a small town in Massachusettes. Guard: Okay, sure. I'm from Boston, originally. Dawson: Really? All my friends are in Boston right now. Guard: How come you're not with them? Dawson: Cause this was a dream. Movies. Guard: How's it matching up against reality? Dawson: It's weird. It doesn't. Guard: How about I call you a cab? Dawson: Thanks. [Grams' House Kitchen. Jack, Jen and Joey arrive home.] Joey: Okay Jen. Are you going to tell me his name or am I gonna have to kll you? Jen: Shh let's try and not wake the dragon lady here. Joey: Jen! Jennnnn? Jen: Charlie. Okay? His name is Charlie. Joey: Charlie's cute. Jen: Whatever. Jack: In a dumb guy with a dream kind of way. Jen: Charlie's not dumb. Jack: Oh, someone's smitten! Jen: Would you shut up? Man, if there are cookies in these cupboards, I will devote my life to God and his teachings. Grams: (walking in) Ahh, music to my ears, Jennifer. Jack: Sorry Grams. Jen and Joey: Sorry. Grams: (yawning) Ahh, nonsense. I can sleep when I'm d*ad. So, how was your party? Joey: Jen met a boy. Jack: Charlie. And he's not dumb. Grams: Well praise the Lord and pass the sugar. And I say, it's about time. Jen: Thanks Grams. [Worthington Joey walks to her dorm room and sees the guy from the frat outside. She kinda smiles at him and pauses when he passes. She goes into her room and finds Audrey asleep. Joey falls on the bed and closes her eyes. Suddenly there's a knock at the door.] Joey: Audrey. Audrey! (Audrey rolls over and continues to sleep. Knock again) Hold on. (She shuffles to the door and opens it. Dawson is standing outside.) Dawson: Hi. (Joey smiles and wraps her arms around him in a big hug. Fade to black.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x01 - The Bostonians"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 502 - The Lost Weekend [Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Dawson is on the his cell phone while Joey is going through a book on her desk] Dawson: Flight's still on time. Joey: sh*t. Dawson: What? Joey: Today is the last day I can drop that writing class. Dawson: I thought you liked that class. Joey: I do. I mean, I like it as much as I can like anything I'm getting a C in. Crud. Dawson: Well, do what you have to do. I can entertain myself for an hour. Joey: Are you sure? Dawson: Yeah, Sure, I'm sure. [Dawson begins making another call] Joey: Who are you calling now? Dawson: Myself You have one new message. It's from you, from Friday. Joey: You didn't get my message? Dawson: No. You sound a little drunk. Joey: Dawson, that is because I am drunk. Now give me the phone. Dawson: No way. Joey: Drunk people should have the right to neutralize their own messages. Dawson: No way. Okay, some guy ht on you. A nice guy. Joey: Yeah, so nice that he proceeded sleep with Audrey. Come on. Just give me Dawson: Stop, just let me listen. [Joey tries to get the phone from him but he won't let her.] Apparently I've got great timing. Joey: Dawson I was drunk. I don't even remember half of what I said. Dawson: Well, the gist of it was goodbye. Which is something that I really wish I knew before I got on a plane and flew 3000 miles to come see you. Were you planning on telling me about this? Joey: Why would I bring it up if you didn't. It wasn't exactly one of my finest moments. No. I was mad. Dawson: About what? Joey: I don't know. Mad that you weren't coming to visit me. Mad that that we haven't resolved anything. Dawson: I thought that everything was resolved. Until I got that message, I thought we said everything that we had to say three months ago in my room. Joey: Great! I guess we don't have anything to say. Dawson: Joey. [Audrey walks into the room wearing only a towel and coming here wet hair out.] Audrey: Hey kids. Uh oh, what's the problem? Joey: Uh, well, this is Dawson's last day, and I wanted to show him around campus, but I'm not going to have time because I am going to have to go drop out of writing class. Audrey: Hmm, well that's a heart stopper. You know, they do have those campus tours. They are a little on the lame side, but not completely intolerable. Joey: Sounds like a plan. Dawson: Yeah. Perfect. Joey: Great Problem solved. Audrey: Bye. [Joey walks past them and leaves] She a handful, that girl, isn't she? [Opening Credits] [Boston sidewalk. Jen and Jack are walking down the street talking to each other while looking around for something.] Jen: He's not going to call. Jack: He's calling. Jen: He doesn't even have my phone number. Jack: He will get your number. Jen: How? Jack: Some How. Why do you think we have had all these advances in information technology? They are all about helping people track down other people other people they are sexually attracted to. Jen, just trust me. Alright? The guy will find you, and when he does, just throw yourself at him immediately because you obviously want to. Jen: Whether I want to or not, nice girls just don't hurl themselves at boys, Jack. Society at large deems that sluty and self destructive. Jack: That's right. I forgot. You're a slut. Only, you haven't actually had sex with anybody the entire time I have known you. And if you look at the cold hard facts, I have kissed more guys than you have this past year. Jen: Well That's not true. Jack: I've kissed one. How many have you kissed? Jen: One. Jack: How many straight guys? Jen: None. [Jack Shrugs his arms as to say he has proven his point] Jen: This is the saddest conversation ever. Jack: All I'm saying is that we are in college now. No one is watching and no one is keeping track. [He stops] Jen: What? Jack: I think we're lost. [Grabs a map out of his pocket.] Jen: What are you doing? Jack: That's fairly obvious. Jen: Would you mind being subtle? I'd rather not look like freshmen dorks, who don't know where they are going Jack: Just give me something we are near. Alright? Jen: Uh, well the radio station. [She looks in the window of the radio station and sees Charlie] Oh, my god. Jack, Jack. Put the map, down with the map, or else he is going to think we have been trying to find him. Jack: Oh, you are trying to find him. You spent all weekend circling every Charles in the campus directory. Jen: Yeah, but he doesn't need to know that. [He turns and sees them and looks over at her.] Oh heh..Hi. He's smiling. He's waving. [Charlie begins waving them to come in.] Jack: Yeah, he's waving. Se I told you he likes you. [Charlie writes a sign and begins to put it against the window] How much more of a sign do you need? [The sign reads Get in here, but he is holding it upside down.] Jen: It's upside down. Jack: You are going in anyways. [A stairway in the school. Prof. Wilder and Joey are walking down the stairs talking about her dropping class.] Wilder: Can't you drop some other class? Something useless, like basket weaving? Or women's studies? Joey: I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. Wilder: God, I got to say I didn't see this one coming. I can usually tell the ones that drop, they have got this sort of guilty look about them. Not that this happens a lot to me, mind you. People don't usually drop my class. People have been known to kll other people simply to audit my class. Joey: I know. Wilder: You should consider yourself lucky to be in it. I don't usually take Freshmen. Freshmen usually tend to freak out when they see how much work is involved. That's not what's happening to you, Ms. Potter, is it? You're not freaking out, are you? Joey: No. not exactly. Wilder: You didn't finish rewriting that story did you? About the boy and the kiss. Joey: I tried. Believe me, I tried things are really complicated at the moment Wilder: Oh, I see. More complicated than they were on Friday? Joey: Yes. Wilder: And complicated I bad? Joey: Yes Wilder: Something's have changed since Friday. Joey: Yes. Wilder: You've changed since Friday? Joey: Yes, no. Nothing's changed. Wilder: Yet, everything is more complicated, and you need to drop my class. Joey: Look, I took too many classes. Ok, I didn't know what I wanted to study, and your class sounded like fun. Wilder: Oh, it is fun. 9.4 on the in last years course guide. Joey: All right, believe me it was a stupid thing to do, ok. You warned me about the work involved. A lot of people did, and I guess I thought I could handle it. Wilder: And what makes you think you can't? Joey: Cause I am obviously freaking out. Wilder: Good point. You know, no matter how many times this happens, and I lied it happens a lot. It still feels like getting dumped by your first girlfriend. [He grabs her form and signs it.] Have a nice life Ms. Potter. [The campus grounds. Audrey and Dawson are walking along talking about things.] Audrey: So, Dawson. You are not to happy to be stuck with me right now are you? Dawson: No, not at all. You know, it's probably best that Joey and I are apart right now. If we spent the whole afternoon together right now we would probably say something that we would regret. Audrey: Like? Dawson: Like, why am I letting this girl ruin my life. Audrey: Ohhh. Dawson: I'm sorry, I should not be discussing with you. Audrey: No, hey, you don't have to apologize to me. I live with the girl. Dawson: Do you ever find yourself wondering why someone so smart can be so stupid? Audrey: Every day. Ok, this is it. Dawson: What is it? Audrey: This is. This is where the campus tour starts. Dawson: Nobody here. Audrey: Yeah, I know. It happens a lot. To tell you the truth, the campus tour isn't all that interesting. Still the show must go on, even if it is for only one person. So, lets go. Dawson: Where? Audrey: The campus tour. Dawson: But there is nobody here. Audrey: Oh, but see there. You're here, and I'm here [] Dawson: You're the tour guide. Audrey: Bingo. You can thank me later for rocking your world. [The radio station. Jen makes her way into join him, as he is on the air.] Charlie: Well it's Charlie time here, and we're playing all sorts of bold sad bastard, as we do every Monday morning. Here on WBCW anything weepy, anything mopey, anything that is remotely bold, like we just had the request for the smith's classic, Girlfriend in a coma. So we are just about to get that one on right now. Jen: Yeah, um, I'm sorry. We're not going to play that. Charlie: [whispers] That's on. Jen: Oh, I know. I turned it on. Charlie: My new producer, ladies and gentlemen. Jen .Jen now would come the part, where it is painfully obvious, that I don't know her last name. Jen: Lindley. Jen Lindley. appalling isn't it folks, so like the talent to forget the names of the little people behind the scenes. Charlie: Right, sorry about that. So, you were about to tell us about a problem with Girlfriend in a coma. Jen: Yeah, we're not going to play it. You see, the problem with college radio stations is too many requests for misunderstood, ambisexually geniuses. Charlie: That's tough. Jen: People want to be led. So Charlie, Mr. DJ. Guy, what is it with you and this radio thing? You like to talking to people who can't talk back? Charlie: No. I guess I just like music. Jen: Well, why all this mope rock? Why not Rap? Or Punk? Or the Ramones? Charlie: Well, Jen. I guess that I have learned in my vast experience, that people tend to feel low energy on Monday mornings. Jen: And why is that exactly? Charlie: Because generally they have gone out on the weekend and done something that regret. Jen: Or not done something they regret. It is possible, you will agree with me here, that you feel more regretful for the things that you haven't done, than the thing you have. Like say, forgetting to get the phone number of someone the first time you meet them. Charlie: Well Jen you are right, that would be a tragedy, unless the girl , excuse me woman involved, had blown you of majorly, and apparently had a boyfriend. Tall, good looking, dark haired Jen: Oh, I see, so what you are running here is a radio program for mopey straight guys who are easily thrat by obviously gay men in Ambercrombie Sweaters. Frankly, I don't see how the University can condone this blatantly niche marketing. I'm afraid things are going to have to change here. And quick. Charlie: All right, we are going to play that Smith's classic, and then a little sedated. We will be back. [The deans boat that Pacey is living on. Pacey walks out holding a Polaroid picture and Melanie comes out trying to get it from him.] Pacey: And I am definitely keeping this one. Melanie: Oh, Pacey. No. Pacey: What? Am I not allowed to keep a souvenir of my travels? Melanie: Not, this one. Pacey: You know I love the French. They come down to the Caribbean's, the colonize the islands, they destroy the indigenous cultures, and what do they replace them with? Topless beaches. the British would have never ever thought of that. And I'm keeping this one. [steals back the picture, and kisses her.] Melanie: Fine, you win. Just don't leave it anywhere my uncle can see it. Pacey: Don't worry about it. You see, this is no longer his boat, it is mine. Melanie: Oh, right. I forgot.[She kisses him] Oh, I've got to go. Pacey: No. Melanie: Are you going to meet me later at the Pacey: Yes. I will, but only under protest. Melanie: Oh, so I want to have another meal with you besides breakfast. And wear the new shirt I bought you. Pacey: Yes mam. [They kiss goodbye, and she walks down the docs as Dougie is walking up them towards the boat] Doug: So that must be the famous Melanie. Pacey: Yes indeed. Melanie Shay Tompson. Let me ask you this, Dougie. Why is it, that Rich people always have three names? Dougie: Oh, I don't know. I guess the more people you are named after, the more wills you could potentially appear in. What the hell are you planning on doing with your life, Pace? Pacey: Dougie, come on. Does this conversation ever get more interesting for you? Cause it doesn't ever ver any more interesting for me. Dougie: Well, it's been, what, three or four weeks, since you got back from the Caribbean. Pacey: It's been three and a half weeks. Why is the tan starting to fade? Dougie: Are you planning on staying in Boston? Pacey: Just until the next gigantic yacht needs another deck hand. Dougie: So, this whole waiting on the rich thing, is going to be a permanent part of your life? IS that it? Pacey: No, Dougie, noting is permanent. Dougie: Good. Then here I've got something for you. [He takes out a business card and hands it to Pacey.] Pacey: What's this? Dougie: A guy I know in Boston. A chef. Pacey: Doug, I told you. I'm not getting a job in some stupid restaurant, or folding shirts or selling shoes. I am on to something bigger and better here, and it is only a matter of time before I get back out there. Dougie: Oh, yes, the sea. I forgot. And here I am with out my Old Spice. Look just go see this guy, Pacey? Ok, And do it today. I told him that you were going to come by, and see him. So, please just this once, will do me this favor. Please? Pacey: Ok, ok, look, if I go see this guy, will you get off my case? Dougie: Nothing would make me happier, little brother. [Commercial break] [The school admin office. There is a huge line that wraps down all the flights of stairs and out the building. Joey stops, to ask a boy in line what this it.] Joey: Is this the line to drop classes? Boy: Yes, this is it. [The campus grounds next to a lake. Audrey and Dawson are walking along talking together.] Audrey: So, Dawson. Dawson: Yes? Audrey: Answer the question that is on everyone's mind. Is USC all it's cracked up to be? Dawson: That's the question on everybody's mind? What kind of circles are you traveling in? Audrey: Oh, the Jen, Jack, Joey ones. Dawson: Ahhh. Audrey: You know, you can tell me the truth. I mean, I am from LA, and I hate it, so I can't imagine what Strangers must think. Dawson: It's ..it's not entirely awful. Audrey: Well, That's high praise. You know something, I bet you know someone from my high school. Dawson: Who? Audrey: Kirsten Smith. Dawson: Oh my god, you know that girl. Audrey: Yes. Is she still working on her short film about accosting minor celebrities in public washrooms? Dawson: Oh, that's not a short film any more. She's trying to expand it into a feature, and she changed her name to Kiwi. No last name. Just Kiwi. Audrey: Oh my god. Dawson: I knew film school would be full of posers, I just didn't know it would be this bad. Audrey: But, I mean you like it. Like, in general. Dawson: Yeah Yeah, why wouldn't I? Audrey: I don't know, call me crazy, but generally, people who love college, don't fly all the way across the country to see their old high school friends. In October. Dawson: Everyone gets homesick. Audrey: Yeah, except this is not your home. Dawson: All my friends are here. Audrey: You mean Joey? Dawson: And Jack and Jen. I mean, to be honest, I sometimes this it's a curse to have these great friends from high school. I mean, if all you had back at home was four years of unabated misery, You would have no body to miss. Everybody you meet would be a pleasant surprise, compared to Audrey: This totally haneous let down compared to the people you already know. I'm worried about you, Dawson. Dawson: Thank you, I'm glad somebody is. [The Restaurant. Danny the chef is talking with the waitresses when Pacey comes in.] Danny: To repeat, the specials today are, steamed cockles, rabbit ravioli in a butter sage sauce.. Girl: Good, I love bunny. Can we go now? Danny: Scatter. And push the fish. Girl: On Monday? Do you want us to kll people? [The waitresses leave.] Danny: She's kidding. The fish is fine. You eat rabbit? Pacey: I like anything that's free. Danny: Here. Pacey: Thanks. That's not bad. Danny: Don't kid yourself, it's spectacular. Pacey: Well, I have never exactly eaten thumper before, so I have nothing to judge it against. Danny: That's a good point. You the new dish washer? Pacey: [Giggles] No. I am looking for this guy, Danny Brecker. Danny: Brecker, yeah that's me. Pacey: You're the chef? Danny: I prefer cook, but whatever. This is my kitchen, you found me, go for it before we get slammed in here. Pacey: Well, I'm just here as kind of a favor to my big brother. Danny: You're Dougie's brother? Pacey: Yeah, Pacey. Danny: Then you are the new dishwasher. Pacey: No, I'm a deckhand. I spent the entire summer sailing around the Caribbean on a 48 foot yacht. Danny: Then you have never worked around a kitchen before? Pacey: No. Danny: Then you are a dish washer. Pacey: No, you are not hearing me. I'm just here as a favor to my big brother. In fact, if you could give him a call and tell him I dropped by, I would really appreciate it. And maybe tell him that you gave the job to somebody else. Danny: Yeah, yeah, he told me that you would try that. HE also said that you just graduated High School, and no interest in going to college. Pacey: Right, because college is the answer to everybody's problems. I appreciate the fact that you are offering me a job here, but I told you I already have a job. Danny: Hey, hey hay. What ever you say Popeye. I'm sure out there in the middle of the ocean you are completely the bmb. Pacey: I am actually. Danny: Well, right here, right now in the kitchen I need a dishwasher, and if you don't want to be that guy, then I suggest you leave, because I look at you and you don't look like a guy needs this job. Pacey: You're right, I don't. Danny: Well then, I don't think I need to be looking at you anymore. Pacey: Fine. [Charlie's bedroom. Jen is sitting on the floor looking at some of Charlie's books, as Charlie is looking around for a CD.] Jen: Why do you have a vindication of the rights of women, Sexual politics by Kate Mill, And the autobiography of Alice Eutoclis by Gertrude Stein? I mean, it's kind of overkill, don't you think. I would have bought it if you just had one. Charlie: I happen to be taking feminist lit class, thank you very much. Jen: Oh, so you can meet women. Charlie: You know, not all things are conspiracies, some things just are. Jen: Like me being up here in your room. Charlie: You invited yourself here. Jen: Only to settle a bet, that we had going at the radio station. Charlie: I'm telling you, I'm right about this. Jen: What ever. I'll believe it when I hear it. If you even own this record. Charlie: If? Jen: Yes, If. I just have a hard time believing that same person who has Licensed to Ill, also has Volume 2 of the essential Dolly Parton collection. Charlie: Give me that. Jen: And why is it so important to you that I listen to this song? Charlie: Because, once you here Dolly Parton's original 1974 recording of I'll always love you, the song made popular and sucky on the Bodyguard soundtrack. You will truly and possibly for the first time in your entire life, what it means not to suck. And at that point your entire universe will turn upside down. Everything that used to seem normal to you, will suddenly seem right. Jen: And that is a good thing? Charlie: Of course it is a good thing. What is music for, if it is not to subvert all you expectations and blow your mind every once in a while. Jen: Well, I thought that was what people were for. Charlie: What? Jen: Nothing, I, I just can't believe you like country music. Charlie: Well, I like all kinds of music, unlike you who's obviously very cynical and very closed minded. It's probably one of those upper middle class, heavy television, freaky batgirls that drive around town in their father's old Volvo. Jen: I came here from a small town, I like to knit, and I live with my grandmother. Charlie: Works for me. [In the line to drop the class. Joey calls Dawson on her cell phone.] Joey: Hi it's me. Dawson: Hey, we were just talking about you. Joey: We? Dawson: Yeah, Audrey and me. Joey: I thought you were taking that tour. Dawson: I am in a way. Joey: Well, look, this whole class dropping thing is taking a little longer than anticipated. The line is out of control. [Dawson turns to Audrey, as they are walking.] Dawson: She says the line is out of control. Audrey: Yeah that's a bummer, here let me talk to her. Joey, hi this is Audrey, we are going to hang up now. [Audrey sees Joey and they go and walk up to her as Joey is trying to yell over the phone even though Audrey has hung up.] Joey: Audrey? Audrey? Audrey: Hi. Dawson: Hi. Joey: Hi. What did I miss? Dawson: Well, I went to go take the tour, turns out that Audrey is the tour guide. Joey: Audrey is the Tour Guide? Audrey: Yeah the pay sucks, but it allows me to combine two of my passions. Performing in front of a small audience, and getting strangers to fall in love with me. Joey: Audrey, do you think you could Audrey: Hold you place for you? Sure. Joey: Thanks. [Audrey takes her place in line and Joey and Dawson go off on the side.] Joey: You spent the entire morning with her? Dawson: Yeah, I like her. She's a trip. She's easy to talk to. Joey: Dawson she's just flirting with you. She flirts with everybody. Animal, vegetable, mineral Dawson: Yeah, I know. I think it's great. [He looks over to Audrey, who smiles and waves back.] Joey: You know, I'm sorry this is taking so long, maybe you should go hang out with Jen and Jack. Dawson: Maybe we should finish the conversation we started this morning. Joey: WE had a great weekend, why should we spoil it with Dawson: What? Joey: With a lot of talk that ultimately means nothing. Dawson: So the future of out relationship means nothing to you. Joey: The Future? Dawson, you are getting on a plane in a couple of hours. All I said in my message is exactly what you said back in June. You know, we have to move on, we have to go our separate ways. Dawson: Are you a hundred percent prepared to do that? Joey: No, I should just go. Dawson: Yeah, you should. [The go back over to Audrey] Audrey: Hi. [Commercial break] [The admin office. The clerk calls for Joey to come up, and Joey hands her the drop form.] Clerk: Next Joey: I need to drop this class. Clerk: Sorry sweetie, but last time I heard Oscar Wilde didn't teach here at Worthington he died in 1900. Joey: Uh, no. No it's not Wilde, it's Wilder. As in David Wilder. Clerk: I'm sure that is what it is supposed to say, but if you actually want to drop this class, you are going to have to take this back and get it signed by somebody who is actually alive. Next! [A fancy restaurant. Pacey and Melanie are finishing up their meal.] Pacey: Ok, I just want it noted for the record this was not my idea of fun. Melanie: Fine, you can trture me with grilled cheese tomorrow. What do you suddenly have against nice restaurants? Pacey: Nothing Per Se. I just hate places like this. Melanie: And what else would you rather be doing? Pacey: [He gives here a huge smile.] Melanie: We don't have time. I have chores this afternoon. I do have a life, beside frolicking with you. Pacey: Yeah, I know, but you don't enjoy it. Melanie: How do you know? Pacey: Because nobody enjoys law school. That is just something you do to make you parents happier. Melanie: That is so not true. Pacey: Really? So you parents are not happy? Melanie: No, they are ecstatic. Why else would they let me go cruising around the Caribbean all summer on my uncle's boat. Pacey: Very good point. Well, now that I think about it, maybe Mommy and Daddy are not such bad folks after all. Melanie: Now your mood is improving. Pacey: Which is why you and I should get out of here immediately. [Melanie grabs the check that the waiter lies on the table.] Pacey: What are you doing? Melanie: I'm paying the check. Pacey: Why? Melanie: Because you don't have a job. Pacey: You don't have a job either. Melanie: No, but I have a credit card and an allowance and a trust fund. [] What? You'd rather pretend I don't? Pacey: Ok, give this to me. Melanie: No. When your ship comes in, you can take me out for gumbo or something. But until then, get with the times. This is what debutants do for their cute slacker boyfriends. [Charlie's room. Jen wakes up next to Charlie after they have had sex, and begins to freak out.] Jen: Oh god. No. Oh go. No. Charlie: What? What did I miss? Hey what did I miss? Jen: What time is it? Charlie: Um, Five something. Jen: Oh, sht, sht, sht, sht. Hey, why, why did you let me fall asleep? Charlie: I wasn't aware we were keeping some sort of vigil. Jen: I can't believe I did this. Charlie: Did what? Jen: Did this. After everything that Jack and I talked about. Charlie: Who's Jack? Jen: He's my Gay best friend. Have you not been listening to me this entire time? Oh god, my shoes. I need my shoes. Charlie: ok, your shoes are down in the basement, and I'm not even up yet. Jen: Look, I'm late. I'm very late. I have to go to dinner with. I have a very upset grandmother. I have friends coming over. I need a shoe. Charlie: Your grandmother? Jen: Yes, my grandmother. I live with my grandmother. Charlie: I thought you were kidding about that. Jen: No. I'm Can I borrow your shoes. [She grabs his shoes and puts them on and almost trips trying to walk in them.] Charlie: Hey, hold on, hold on, hold on. Stop. Look, stop, please don't do this. Jen: What? Do what? Charlie: Pretend what just happened, didn't happen. Jen: What happened? I don't know what happened. Charlie: Something did happen. I met you. I liked you. You liked me. We had sex. So if you could just take a second, stop, and appreciate that fact. Because that is frickin' amazing day for me. Alright and if it all the same to you, I don't want to have to go out next Friday and start the process all over again with a girl I don't like half as much as I like you. Jen: Ok. Charlie: Ok, what? Jen: Ok, you can call me. Charlie: Why should I call you, you are right here. [HE kisses her and then they go back into the room and close the door.] [Prof. Wilder's classroom. Wilder is finishing up with the class as everyone is leaving.] Wilder: Little light for a grade. [He smiles and hands the paper back to the student as he leave] [Joey walks in to confront him.] Joey: That wasn't funny. Wilder: That was a little funny. Joey: You had not right to do that to me. I wasted my entire morning on that line. Wilder: I'm sure you did. Joey: And most of the afternoon. You know, if you didn't want to sign my form, you should have just said so in the first place. Wilder: And miss out on all the fun we're having right now? Ok, not having any fun. Look, the truth is, when I encounter the rare High School graduate who knows the difference between, its possessive no apostrophe, and it's contraction with the apostrophe. My blood tends to race a bit, so yes I sent you on a wild goose chase. But you will forgive me for not wanting to part so easily with a student that I found promising. Joey: That's no excuse for what you did to me. You can't compliment your way out of this. Wilder: You fluster really easily, don't you Ms. Potter. You have this almost amazing inability to role with the punches. Joey: Is my personality being graded here? Wilder: No. It's just generally college requires a lot more juggling than high school. It is a lot less structured environment. And you know, lets not dance around the issue any more. You are getting a, uh, C? In my class, correct? Joey: Correct. Wilder: Something tells me that you wouldn't be going through all this trouble to drop my class if you were getting something other than a C. Is that correct? Joey: No, probably not. Wilder: So, I see, You are one of those people that do things that she can do well. Joey: No, actually I do a lot of things, that I don't do well. Wilder: Name one. Joey: This. I don't do this very well, because dropping this class is taking up my entire day. And that boy, the one that wasn't supposed to come visit me. Well, he did, and now he is out there debating the future of our relationship, which incidentally I had already determined had not future with my roommate the professional Man Magnet. While I seem to be stuck in this endless loop with you, so you know what? If you don't want to let me drop the class, fine, but I think I at least deserve a straight answer. Wilder: Here [He hands her a pad of paper.] Joey: What is this? Wilder: Write it down, because what you just said made absolutely no sense, but if you can make sense of it on that page, then I will let you go chase this boy of yours. Joey: You realize that this is completely unfair. Wilder: I realize this, yes. [Joey sits down and begins writing.] [The top of a school bell tower. Dawson and Audrey are looking over the edge at the entire campus.] Dawson: So is this really where people go to kll themselves? Audrey: Yep, usually right before the LSATs. Or, you know, sometimes people just come up here to make out. You want to? Dawson: Ha, ha, ha. Yeah! Audrey: No. Dawson: Oh, why not? Audrey: Because, even though she would probably deny it with every last breath in her body. Joey is my friend, at least she is going to be. And I don't think she would like it too much. Dawson: I wish I could be just half as sure about that as you are. Audrey: God, I love this place. I mean, look at this. This is what college is supposed to look like. LA couldn't look like this in a million years. Oh, yeah, I forget, you like it there. Dawson: Yes, I do. Audrey: Well, and things are going very well for you. I mean, you've got that internship with the film company, and you got to meet Todd. Dawson: Yeah I did. Audrey: Oh, so that's not too bad for a first day. You know. And you will probably be going back. Dawson: Yeah, I'm going back. What am I going to do? Drop of USC and move to Boston. I mean that would be like scaling the heights of a mountain, and jumping off this bell tower. Audrey: I meant the job. You're going back to the job, right? Dawson: Oh, right the job. Actually, I must have forgotten to mention...I actually, got fired, from the job. Audrey: So, that is one less thing tying you to LA. Dawson: Yeah, One less thing. [He looks around, not knowing what to do.] [Commercial Break] [Prof. Wilder's classroom. Wilder is reading Joey's paper she just wrote.] Wilder: Not bad Ms. Potter. I think we might have just discovered major failing in life and art. Joey: What's that? Wilder: Over thinking things. Because when it comes right down to it, you obviously know how to separate what matters and what doesn't. [He grabs her form and signs it again.] Joey: You probably think I'm whimping out or something Wider: I wouldn't' say that. Joey: It's just, I know my limits, you know. And I don't want to mess up this new life I'm trying to start for myself, by trying to do everything at once. I wake up every day, I'm in this bizarre new environment. I'm totally and completely alone for the first time in my life. So, maybe I am a little afraid of getting a C, but if I am, it's because a lot of people have made a lot of sacrifices so that I could get to this place. My sister, my friends, my mother, even my dad in his screwed up non law-abiding way. So Wilder: You know, it sounds like you might have had a lot of interesting stories to tell. [He puts the paper down on the table and leaves. Joey picks it up and there is a A minus on it. Scene cuts to outside where Joey is looking at the drop form and then drops it in the trash as she walks by.] [The restaurant. Pacey comes in as Danny is preparing some food.] Danny: Back for the dinner tasting? Pacey: If I am, it's not because the food is so great, believe me. Danny: Gee, I think I will wait until the food and wine critics stop raving about it. Pacey: How do you sleep at night charging people $25 a head for this stuff? I mean, what is this? It's just a pork chop that you are drizzling just a little bit of sauce on, then you add one of these little French fried potatoes to the mashed potatoes, right? Danny: IT'S a BoFrett potato. Pacey: Whatever. All I know is that Leon, the chef on the boat I was working on this summer. The only thing that he would do to the food that he was serving to us that he would do to the food he was serving the bosses, was make the stack the food up a little higher and add one of those things. Danny: Interesting. Most chefs don't serve the good stuff to the little people. Cuts into their profit margin. Pacey: Little people, I line that. You see, Leon was good people. HE was probably just one step ahead of the authorities, but what can you do? Danny: Yeah, you will find that a lot in the food industry. How do you think I know your brother? My wife's parents have a place in Capeside. When I'm not cooking I tend to get drunk a lot and howl at the moon. That surprise you? Pacey: Yeah, I can't imagine any woman would marry you, what was she thinking? Danny: You have a better sense of humor than your brother has, not that I can use that around here, unless you have seen the error of your ways. Pacey: Actually I have seen the error of your ways. You see You don't want me washing your dishes. Danny: I don't? Pacey: No I am Much to valuable a commodity for that. Danny: I thought that we established that your skills didn't transfer to dry land. Pacey: But you see, that was before you knew I caught, cleaned and cook, just about every fish in the western hemisphere, ok. And if I can do that, I am pretty sure I can master Dicing tomatoes, and chopping up parsley. Danny: Show up on time everyday, and work clean, and you can have pretty much any job around here including mine. Pacey: Oh, cool, because from what I can tell, you pretty much don't do anything around here any ways. [Pacey is leaving the restaurant and runs into one of the waitresses smoking outside.] Pacey: Hey, take you time. Waitress: Oh, hey. New guy? Pacey: Yeah. Waitress: Don't look so shocked. Everyone that works in the restaurant smokes. And if they don't they start when they find out the ones that do, get ten times the number of breaks. You? Pacey: Un, no thanks. Those things will kll you know. Waitress: I do. Doesn't matter anyways. I'm going to quit soon. The job, not the cigarettes. Pacey: It's that bad, huh? Waitress: This place? Awful, but you know, the people are nice, and I don't mean the customers. Pacey: Yeah, Danny seems pretty nice. Waitress: Thinks he's a rock star. They all do. Everyone that works in the kitchen. Chicks like them in a big way. It's probably why you showed up here in the first place. Pacey: Actually it turns out that I am a one woman man. Provided she is the right kind. Waitress: And what kind is that? Pacey: For starters, it's the kind that don't smoke. Waitress: Ouch. You really know how to hurt a girl. Pacey: A month ago I was watching this sunset from the deck of a gigantic yacht in the middle of the Caribbean. And today, I.. Waitress: Stuck working here. Pacey: Yeah. Waitress: Yeah, well, here's not so bad really, because when it comes down to it. What matter isn't where you are, but who you are there with. Here. [] Hold these for me, and tomorrow, when I ask for them back, say no. Oh, and you might want to rethink the shirt. [The Dorms. Joey runs into Audrey as she is coming into the building.] Joey: Hey where's Audrey: Dawson? Joey: Yeah. Audrey: He's gone. Joey: Gone? What do you mean, Gone? Audrey: I mean, he's gone. He left. He said that, he's tired of you yanking his chain, or you know, not yanking it as the case may be. And that, uh, he was an idiot for wasting all this time coming to visit you when there are a zillion of perfectly nice girls at USC who would kll to go out with him. [Joey finally figures out that she is pulling her leg.] Joey: You on drugs? Audrey: Hey. I spent the whole day, trying to defend you. I said, it was a woman's right to be mysterious and difficult. You know, the good ones always are. Apparently, you and I have that in common, but yeah, he wouldn't listen. HE said that he was going Cali, and he was never coming back you know. No matter how many pathetic drunken messages you accidentally leave on his answering machine. Joey: Ok, so where is he? Audrey: Where else? He's at the airport. Go! [Joey runs out of the dorm.] [The airport, seating area. Dawson and Joey are sitting and talking to each other before his flight.] Clerk in BG: Thank you, sir, You are all set. Man: Thank You. Joey: So, did you get to say goodbye to Jen and Jack? Dawson: Uh, yeah, jack at least. Uh, Jen wasn't there when I stopped by. Man, must be nice. Joey: What is? Dawson: Having them around all the time. Joey: Yeah, it is. Even though it is someone else's house, and somebody else's grandmother, it's still like having a safety net I guess. Or I don't know a Dawson: A family. Joey: Yeah, Like a family. Puts everything in perspective. It helps you separate what matters from what doesn't. Clerk: This is your final call. Boarding all rows at gate C-3. [He stands up, and then turns back to Joey.] Dawson: And what does matter? Joey: You. That's why I got upset this morning, Dawson. I had spent the entire weekend thinking that you had heard everything I had to say on that message and that you came anyway. That you understood me. Dawson: Joey, as long that I live, I will never understand you. I mean, I had this fantastic weekend. Hanging out with you. Hanging out with my friends. Questions whether or not, I even wanted to go back to LA, and then I wake up this morning to find out that the girl that was so upset that I couldn't come, could actually kiss me off in the waning hours of Friday night. Clerk: Once again folks, this is the final call for gate C-3. [He turns to the gate, and then back to Joey.] Joey: Dawson, I never said it was going to be easy. Dawson: Then tell me one thing that you do know. Joey: I know that I wanted you there. At the end of the day, when I got back to my room, I wanted you there. Dawson: Why? Joey: I don't know why. I don't know what I meant. I just know that I wanted you there. Dawson: Joey, I am here. I've been here for two days, and only now are we finding a way to talk about stuff that really matters. Like why you left that message. All right? And you know, maybe that is the ending we are supposed to have. Maybe every other attraction that we feel each other is just, fear of moving on, fear of growing up. Joey: Is that what you really think? Dawson: I don't know, but I do know that if I get on this plane, I am never going to find out. All right, because, we're gonna, we're gonna move on, we're going to grow up, and four years from now we are going to wake up, and we are going to be complete strangers to each other. The only thing that I know for sure, it that I don't want that to happen. Do you? [The clerk comes up to Dawson and taps him on the shoulder.] Clerk: Sir. Are you getting on the plane sir? [Dawson looks at her and then back to Joey.] Dawson: Do you want that to happen? Joey: No. Of course not. [Dawson drops his bag, and they sit back down on the chairs, and continue to talk as the camera pulls away.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x02 - The Lost Weekend"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 503 - Capeside Revisited [Restaurant Jen, Joey and Audrey sit at a table for a meal. A waitress is taking their order.] Waitress: Great. I'll be right back with your drinks, ladies. Audrey: This place got an amazing write-up in timeout: Boston. I'm really glad I decided to tag along. Joey: You mean invite yourself. Audrey: Will you stop? (Jen's cell phone rings) Nobody believes that you don't adore me. Jen: (answering her phone) Hello? Joey & Audrey: (singing) Char-lie! Jen: (into phone) Ha! Hi. Audrey: (to Joey) So do we like this Charlie? Joey: We don't really know this Charlie. She seems to keep this Charlie pretty much to herself. Audrey: I'm a little concerned. This is all sounding very Nine 1/2 Weeks to me. (Jen hangs up) Booty call? Jen: Pretty much. Yeah. Audrey: Oh! I knew it. Joey: Are you gonna go? Jen: I don't know. I could use the snuggles. Audrey: See, that's what I miss most about not having a boyfriend-- the snuggling. It's better than sex. If only guys knew how easy it was to make us happy. Joey: Yeah, but you know what? Even if they did know, they'd still screw it up. Snuggling to them is merely just a means to an end. Jen: I mean, I've been seeing Charlie for a week, and the only thing that I really know about him is that his boxers are from The Gap. Audrey: Well, there are worse things, you know? Jen: Such as? Audrey: Well, for instance, he could be a tighty-whitey guy. Jen and Joey: Oh! Jen: Oh, good point! Joey: Ok. On that note... I'm gonna go to the bathroom, and when I get back, I'd like it very much if this week's episode of Sex and the City had come to an end. Jen: Ok, Charlotte. (Joey heads to the bathroom when she stops short. Her face turns serious as they show what she's looking at A guy who looks like Pacey scene through a window in the door to the kitchen. As a waitress comes out of the kitchen, the door swings open and Pacey is in full view. Opening credits.) [Restaurant Joey moves to a bench near the restroom, followed by Jen.] Joey: I wonder how long he's been in town. Jen: 3 and 1/2 weeks. Joey: You think it's been that long? Jen: Yeah, I'm positive. Joey: You knew? Jen: Only that he was in Boston, not that he was working at this restaurant. I swear. Joey: Why didn't you tell me? Jen: Because he made me promise not to. Joey: I should go. Jen: No, Joey... don't you want to see him or talk to him? Joey: Of course I want to see him, but he obviously doesn't want to see me. Jen: No-- you don't know that. Joey: 3 1/2 weeks. Jen, if he wanted to see me, he would have, and if he wanted to see me, he wouldn't have asked you not to tell me. (she gets up and walks out) [Grams' House Dawson is in the living room when Grams returns with blankets and a pillow.] Dawson: Grams, thank you again for letting me stay here. Grams: I quite enjoy having an expatriate sleeping on my sofa. Makes it feel like Paris in the twenties around here. Alas, no crepes, but I did bake you some Rice Krispie squares for your bus trip tomorrow. Dawson: Oh, how can I be so sure about something and so nervous about doing it at the same time? Grams: Staying in Boston. It's a big decision. Dawson: Well, I can handle it. It's just telling my parents I'm worried about. Grams: Well, they might surprise you. Dawson: Maybe I should just give it more time. Grams: Because of your busy schedule? Dawson: Because I-- I don't even know what I'm gonna tell them. Grams: The truth will set you free. Dawson: The truth will tick them off. Maybe a letter. Grams: If Moses could face Pharaoh, you can face your parents. [Frat House People are partying and drinking while Jack and Blossom sit on the couch playing PS2. They are yelling and laughing over the game they are playing, until Jack finally scores and they cheer.] Blossom: Oh, yes! Whoo! Yes! You are the man, Jack. You the man. Jack: All right. Man can't breathe. Blossom: (introducing Jack to someone) Jack, this is Polar Bear. Jack: Hey! Polar Bear: Welcome to Sigma house, Jack. Good to have you. Jack: (shaking hands) Thanks, man. Polar Bear: How are your classes going? Jack: Not bad. Not bad. Polar Bear: Thompson's Astro class is a bitch, huh? Jack: (surprised) Yeah. It is, actually. That's the one class I'm really struggling with. How'd you know that? Polar Bear: (handing him a business card) Call me. We'll talk about the topic of your pop quiz next week. Pete: (walking up) Blossom, this the guy? Blossom: Jack McPhee, Pete Willard. Pete: How you doing, Jack? Welcome to the house. Jack: Thanks. Pete: So you get any time on the links lately? Jack: Oh, man, I wish. It's kind of hard to scare up a golf game with the college crowd. Blossom: Pete's on a full-ride golfing scholarship at Boston Bay. Jack: I don't think we're playing the same game. Pete: Ah, you can sh*t under par at Capeside Country Club, you can hang. So you interested in helping me humiliate a couple of ATO's Sunday morning? Jack: Yeah, I'd love to. Pete: All right, man. Good to meet you. Jack: Cool. Thanks. Pete: Later, buddy. Blossom: (handing him a plate with a baked potato and a glass of beer) Here you go, man. Jack: You got to be kidding me. How do you know so much about me? Blossom: A bid to Sigma Ep is for life. Before we extend that privilege, we pretty much make sure we know everything about each guy rushing the house. Jack: Actually, Blossom, look, I think I should probably Blossom: Excuse me. I think a pledge just accepted his bid. I got a new brother. (he walks off to join a bunch of frat guys carrying another guy around and singing the Sigma Ep song.) [Restaurant Kitchen. Pacey is peeling potatoes when Karen walks in with a salad.] Karen: This loudmouthed blond girl just returned her Caesar salad because of the anchovies. [Imitating Audrey] She, like, hates anchovies. Pacey: So? Karen: You wouldn't understand. Pacey: You want to know something I really don't understand? Danny hires me on as the new cook, right? But then he won't let me cook. I don't know about you, but this, to me, looks a lot like potato peeling. Karen: You're not wearing the hat. Why aren't you wearing the hat? There are health regulations, you know. Pacey: I would sooner slap on a pair of chaps, ok? Karen: Fine, Pacey. Don't wear the hat. Pacey: All right. Is it just me, or are you not liking me so much tonight? What? Now you're not even talking to me? Karen: I'm working. Pacey: No, you're waiting. Karen: I'm thinking. Pacey: Well, you're usually talking. Karen: Did it ever occur to you that I might actually have other things to do besides stand around the kitchen and yak it up with the new prep cook? Pacey: You see a prep cook? Because that actually refers to somebody who would cook, which I'm not doing. All I'm doing is peeling potatoes, so I know you couldn't be talking to me. [Charlie's Dorm Jen shows up for her booty call.] Jen: Just so you know, um, this is not gonna become a regular thing. Charlie: What's not? Jen: You calling, me just showing up here in the middle of the night like this. Charlie: Yeah, but you didn't just show up. You know, I could have gotten a pizza in less time than it took you. Actually, two pizzas, deep-dish, Chicago-style. (he starts to kiss her) Jen: Chicago? Is that where you're from? Charlie: (trying to kiss her) Not exactly. Jen: Well, um... where exactly? Charlie: Do we really need to talk about this right now? Jen: Yes... because we've been, you know, whatever for a week now, and I feel like I don't know the most basic things about you. Charlie: (kissing her) Come on. Sure you do. Jen: Where'd you grow up? Charlie: (more kissing) All over. Jen: Where d you go to high school, then? Charlie: Lots of places. Jen: (breaking free from Charlie) Ok, see... that's what I mean. These-- these are not real answers. Charlie: Come on. So? The real answers are boring and long. Jen: And what? You only provide them on a need-to-know basis? Charlie: Yes. Highland park, Illinois. Not exactly the birthplace of cool. All right? Jen: There. Wasn't so hard, was it? Charlie: It was trture. [Capeside The Leery Residence. Dawson stands in the backyard looking at the Creek. Suddenly Mitch comes outside.] Mitch: Dawson? Dawson: Hey, dad. [Leery Residence Living room. Dawson is looking at the couch.] Dawson: New couch. Mitch: Your mom's been on a redecorating kick ever since you left. Dawson: I like it. Mitch: I miss my old one. Gale: (coming downstairs) Dawson! Oh, I can't believe it! What a surprise! Oh! Is this really you? Dawson: It's really me. Gale: Oh, look at you! Oh, my God. You are thin as a rail. Mitch: I want to hear about L.A. You get that deal with Dreamworks yet? Gale: Did you get the cookies that I sent you? Dawson: No, actually, I didn't. I haven't gotten the cookies because I haven't gotten my mail in L.A. For over a week. Mitch: Class is really that intense, huh? Well, good. You'll learn something. Dawson: I haven't gotten my mail because I haven't been in L.A. Gale: Uh, I don't get it. Dawson: I've been in Boston. Gale: Uh... still not getting it. Dawson: Um... guys, USC Is not for me. I want to drop out. I know this comes as a surprise to both of you, but I spent the whole summer in L.A., And I went to every single one of my classes, and the main thing that I learned about LA is that LA is just not where I want to be right now. Gale: And Boston is? Dawson: All my friends are in Boston. Gale: Oh, honey. You'll make new friends in California. It just takes some time. Dawson: Mom, it's more than that. It's more than that. I'm... I'm at a profound crossroads in my life, and I know that if I don't choose this path, I'm going to have significant regrets. Gale: Hmm Where would you live? Dawson: Uh, with Jack and Jen at Grams'. Gale: What would you do? Dawson: Find a new school. Gale: Oh, Dawson. Dawson: Mom, I know I sound like a complete flake, but I promise you, I've given this a lot of thought. Mitch: I've given this some thought myself, and I've decided... you're not dropping out. Dawson: It doesn't work like that, dad. Mitch: If you're going to stand here and talk to me about crossroads and paths so you can drop out of school and go crash on a sofa, then don't presume to talk to me like you're an adult. (he walks out of the room) Gale: (Lily starts to cry through the monitor) Oh! Lily, I know how you feel. (she goes upstairs leaving Dawson alone.) Dawson: Welcome home. [Joey's Dorm Joey is cleaning out something as Audrey tries to get her to open up.] Audrey: Ok. So who's the guy? Joey: What guy? Audrey: The guy who you saw at the restaurant last night that obviously has some huge impact on your life. Joey: Audrey, the only guy that has an impact on my life right now is James Joyce, and I can't focus on him until I get this room in order. Audrey: You know... back in L.A., I was something of a therapist to a lot of my friends. People would call me all the time to talk about their problems. Some even paid the surcharge to call from the valley, and lucky you, you've got me here whenever you want me. Joey: Lucky me. Audrey: So why don't you stop cleaning up the mess and tell me about him? Joey: Don't you have a lacrosse team to date or something? Audrey: I have this theory about you. You want to hear it? Joey: No. Audrey: You love academia because of the rules, and you hate relationships because of the lack of them. So do you want to see him or not? Joey: Yes. No. Yes, but only if he wants to see me, and he obviously doesn't. Audrey: Ha! God, you're dense. Of course he wants to see you. Joey: What makes you say that? Audrey: Because... you're beautiful and you don't know it. Because you're smart and you don't believe it. You're the kind of girl that guys never get over. Joey, you're the kind of girl that other girls get compared to. Joey: I don't-- I don't want to make him feel uncomfortable. Audrey: Why do I think you don't want to make yourself feel uncomfortable? Joey: It's complicated. I mean, it ended messy, and I don't want to make things worse. Audrey: Joey, no one's gonna grade you on how you handle this, you know? No one's gonna come along and tell you what's expected so you know how to succeed. Relationships are messy. That's their nature. They start messy, and they end messy, and if you ever want to have another relationship in your life, you better just stop worrying about the mess. [Frat House the following day. Jack sleeping on the couch when he is woken up by Blossom.] Blossom: (handing him an envelope) Do you know what this is, McPhee? Jack: I'm not even sure where I am. Blossom: The inner chapter room. Sigmas don't let you drink and drive. We plan on keeping our house. See these pictures on the wall? Every one of these Sigma men looked at the very same thing you're looking at right now. This is your future, Jack. Open it. Jack: (opening his invitation) Wow! What happens if I accept? Blossom: You live in the house, you eat your meals here, your problems become our problems, your success, our success. We're your brothers, your family. What do you think, Jack? Jack: I--I don't know what to think. It's all kind of overwhelming. Blossom: There comes a point in every man's life when he has to ask himself that one fundamental question-- am I in or am I out? Jack: Yeah... yeah, I've asked myself that question, actually, and I think you guys really need to know the answer. (they all look at him) I'm gay. Blossom: (the guys laugh a little) You thought we didn't know that? Jack: Most people are surprised. Blossom: Most people aren't Sigma people. You're sigma people, Jack. You're one of us. Jack: You mean, there's other guys in the house that are gay? Blossom: You'd be the first. Jack: Most fraternities are not particularly well known for, you know, their tolerance towards alternative lifestyles. Blossom: Which is precisely why we need you in this house, McPhee. Listen, Sigma Ep has a reputation for being one of the roughest, party-hearty, alpha male fraternities on campus, a reputation which is not entirely unfounded. The dean wants us to diversify. The dean gets what the dean wants, so, yes, Jack, we know you're gay, and we want you in this house because you're gay. [Charlie's Dorm Jen and Charlie are in bed together.] Jen: So...what's your favorite color? Charlie: I don't know. The color of your eyes. Jen: (covering Charlie's eyes) And that would be? Charlie: This is ridiculous. You think I've been sleeping with you for a week and I don't know what color your eyes are? Jen: Humor me. Charlie: Brown. Jen: With subtle flecks of green. Charlie: Look, it's not entirely my fault that we just happen to have a completely normal, healthy, active sex life. Jen: What are you saying? That it's my fault? Charlie: No. I'm just saying that neither one of us has very much in the way of self-control. Jen: Huh! You don't think that we could go a day without having sex of any kind? Charlie: A day? Are you insane, woman? We'd be lucky to make it 12 hours. Jen: What's the matter? Afraid you couldn't hold out? Charlie: Now, you see... I know I can hold out. I'm just not sure you can. Jen: Well, all right, then. Bring it on. 12 hours, starting right now, no sex. (Charlie moves to kiss her. Jen sounds unresisting.) No. No. What--oh! Huh. Charlie: Maybe we should get out of bed. Jen: Good idea. [Restaurant Pacey is still working on potatoes the next day. Karen walks in.] Pacey: So is it me? Did I forget to replace the paper towels in the employee washroom? (she ignores him) You know, Brecher told me that the waitresses were moody, but you, Madame, are off the charts, and that guy is a total, complete, and utter wackjob, because he caught me touching one of the pans today, and the guy almost snapped. "Put down the ironclad and step away from the stove." Karen: Allclad. Pacey: Huh? Karen: Why would he let you mess with something you don't even know the name of? Pacey: Oh, come on. Just hate him with me for a second, would you? You know, nothing'll bond two colleagues quicker than bitching about the boss. Karen: We're not colleagues. This isn't a law firm. I wait for people. You cook for them. Pacey: Uh, no. I don't actually cook for them. I just get to cut their potatoes into paper-thin slices for reasons that are, quite frankly, beyond me. Karen: The whole job is beyond you. Pacey: Ok. What's the problem? Karen: He's got you doing classic culinary prep work. You have to wear the hat so that some nice young woman who's here on her first date doesn't puke in the ladies' room when she finds a strand of your greasy hair in her pumpkin puree, and the only problem I have is that I'm working with someone whose sole qualification for this job is his gender. Pacey: Well, you see, this is good. We're making progress now because you just exploded on me. I just have no idea why. [Capeside Dawson's Room. Dawson sits on the floor next to his bed when Mitch walks in.] Mitch: When I was your age, I used to spend hours and hours just sitting around thinking about my life. Dawson: Why'd you stop? Mitch: Well, I guess I got too busy living it to sit around reflecting on it. Dawson: I hope I never get to that place. Mitch: Dawson... I am sleeping in the room with a baby monitor. I'm tired, so don't B.S. me. You and I both know what this is about. This is about a girl. Dawson: You say that like it's a bad thing. Mitch: You've been making movies ever since you were a little boy. I first heard about USC when you were 10, and for the last 4 years, it's been the frigging mantra of the leery household. So what do you do? You work your tail off. You overcome hell and high water and the kind of adversity that would send ordinary kids running for cover, and you actually do the impossible, and you get yourself in. You did it, Dawson. You...did it. Now here you are... your whole life ahead of you, and you're thinking about chucking it all away? What are you-- you crazy? Dawson: Maybe a little. Mitch: You want to talk about standing at a crossroads, fine, but for God's sake, choose your own path. Dawson: Dad, that's what I'm trying to do. Mitch: No, you're not. You're following Joey down hers. I know how much she means to you, but do you really think it's wise to make major life decisions based on someone else? Remember, this isn't high school anymore. The stakes are high. Your decisions have real consequences. Dawson: God, come on. Dad, honestly, do you think I don't know that? You think I don't know that this is the most important decision of my life? Mitch: Then make the right one. Dawson: Dad, it's not that simple. Mitch: It really is. Dawson... I have lived twice as long as you, and I'm just trying to give you the benefit of my experiences. Dawson: Dad, I can't live the life that you want me to have. I can't live the life that you choose for me, all right? I have to have my own. Mitch: Your own? Dawson: Yes. Mitch: Fine. Here's the opportunity to have the life you've wanted ever since you were a little boy. (hands him an airline ticket) I booked you on the 3:30 tomorrow. Seize this opportunity, Dawson. Seize it. It'll be gone in a moment... and that's life. [Leery Residence Dawson sits on a blanket outside with Lilly. Gale and Mitch sit in the distance watching them.] Gale: I've got a little confession to make. It's completely and utterly selfish, but I totally want him to drop out of USC and come back and be close to us. Mitch: When I saw him out there standing in the yard, my heart pretty much leapt out of my chest, and I thought, "God, I miss this kid." I miss having him around and seeing him across the table at dinner. I miss hearing what he thinks about whatever movie he's just seen. Do you know how much I love my life? I have this amazing family. I mean, I know everybody says that, but, trust me, I've been around the block long enough to know that what we have here is so incredibly rare. But you see... it's the only thing I've ever really been good at. Gale: Oh, honey. Mitch: No, no, no. I'm a family man. I can say with relative certainty that I will never write a poem... (Gale laughs) Or paint a painting or make a movie that will change the world. Just wasn't in the cards for me, and that's ok because maybe, just maybe... our son will do that. (Gale kisses him) What was that for? Gale: What can I say? I love my boys. [Charlie's Dorm Jen and Charlie are trying to not have sex.] Jen: (looking through a newspaper) This is working. This is totally working. Two people, two cups of coffee, just doing what people do who don't have sex. Charlie: Going to a movie? Jen: Mm-hmm. Um, check this out. Fellini retrospective-- la strada, la dolce vita... Charlie: Uh, no, I can't do it. No subtitles. Jen: No subtitles? Charlie: No. I can't stand them. You know, if I want to read, I'll pick up a book. Jen: What happened to "I'll see anything"? Charlie: Well, anything without subtitles. Jen: Not even action movies? No John Woo, Jackie Chan, Crouching Tiger? Charlie: Is this some kind of problem for you? Jen: No. No. No. No. I mean... it's not like a difference of opinion on subtitles spells doom for a relationship, right? I mean, so what really? So what that I have an overwhelming physical attraction to somebody who categorically rejects the very best that world cinema has to offer just because he's a little too lazy to read the words on the screen. Charlie: Now, see? You're mad. No, no. This is good. This is good. This is what I was talking about-- us getting to know each other naturally. You learn a little something about me, I learn a little something about you, right? And before you know it, these 12 hours are up, and we can have sex again. [Grams' House Jack is talking with Grams.] Jack: I got a bid to join Sigma. Grams: That's wonderful. Jack: Tobey doesn't think so. He called me "the gay uncle Tom." He's convinced that they only want me to fill some kind of quota, which isn't entirely untrue. Grams: How do you feel when you're over there? Jack: Well, see, that's the weird thing. I mean, for the first time in my life, I feel like I've finally found a place where I'm comfortable, you know? I fit in with these guys. Grams: What's weird about that? Jack: I'd be the only gay guy in the house. Grams: Oh. Well, it sounds to me like... its more of an issue with you than it is with them. Jack: You're right. You're right, but that's strange because it's typically not how I am. Grams: But it is typically how Tobey is. If these fellows know you 1/10 as well as I know you, I am quite certain they want you for much more than filling a quota. [Capeside Gale and Dawson sit on a picnic table.] Gale: Did Joey ask you to stay in Boston? Dawson: No. Gale: Are you two Dawson: Together? No. It makes no logical sense. I know. The past few years of my life, I haven't done anything without a clear-cut objective. I've always been asking myself, "What's my goal? What am I trying to accomplish?" And my whole life, everybody's always been telling me to follow my heart. The irony is, now that I've finally figured out what that means, everybody's telling me I'm crazy if I do it. Gale: No, honey. I'm not saying not to follow your heart, but... people change, Dawson. It's a fact. You, all of your friends, you're all gonna change. So if you are absolutely sure that you want to be with Joey, just make sure that you are not going to prevent either one of you from growing. And, sweetheart, I am not dismissing this beautiful idea of soul mates, but the reality of eternal coupling... well, quite frankly, it boils down to one thing... faith. So ask yourself this question-- is Joey the kind of person that you are willing to take a very big leap of faith for? [Dorm Charlie and Jen are comparing themselves to each other while they play Gin.] Charlie: Coke. Jen: Pepsi. Exile in guyville. Charlie: Exile on Main Street. Jen: Favorite president? Charlie: I don't know. Lincoln? Hmm. I am from Illinois. Jen: Favorite Charlie's Angel? Charlie: Cameron Diaz. Now can we just get back to playing Gin? Jen: No. Not until we find something that we have in common. Charlie: Look. We already have something in common--sex. Jen: Well, you've got to find something else. You can't base a relationship purely on sex. Charlie: Now, you see, I beg to differ. Sex is a pretty big thing to have in common. I mean, what exactly are we trying to prove here? What possible reason could there be for two intelligent, responsible people who just happen to have an overwhelming physical attraction for each other to deny that attraction? (he moves to Jen) Jen: Oh, why are you leaving your side of the room? Charlie: Because. (he climbs in bed with her) Jen: Are you kidding? Charlie: No. Are you? Jen: (they start to kiss) No. Ok. Ok, but this does not mean that we're gonna give up on finding something that we have in common. Charlie: Agreed. Jen: Because, I mean, at some point, this relationship has to move out of the room. Charlie: Agreed. Jen: I'm sure that this is just a stage, and as long as both people are intelligent and responsible, there's no reason why we can't have(Charlie looks upset) what? Charlie: No condoms. We used the last one last night. Jen: You're kidding me. Well, go find one. Charlie: What? Jen: Go borrow one. Go get one. Charlie: Why borrow when we can steal? Come on. Let's go. Come on. (he grabs her hand and pulls her off the bed) Jen: What-- where-- where are we going? Charlie: Look. We're taking this relationship out of the bedroom, all right? [Boston Docks Joey walks down the docks looking for Pacey's boat. She finally spots him and walks up slowly.] Joey: (looking up at the sky) You can't see them very well, can you, at night in the city? Pacey: (surprised, he turns around to look at her. He smiles a little and looks up at the sky.) What, the stars? Um... no, you can't see them very well, (looking at Joey) but what the hell? I've seen them all before, right? Joey: (finally looking at him and smiling) Me, too. (he motions for her to come aboard and helps her up) Pacey: So I'm guessing that this means that Lindley sold me out, huh? Joey: Ah, go easy on her. I saw you at the restaurant. Pacey: Ah, yeah. My new stomping grounds. Joey: Well, after that, she did unravel like a cheap suit. Pacey: Which would explain why she hasn't been around to see me lately. Joey: No, that would be because she met a guy. Pacey: Really? That's good for her. Joey: Yeah. So I guess, um, she's told you about these Sunday dinners we've been having. Pacey: Uh, yeah. I seem to remember something to that effect. Joey: Well, it's-- it's nice. I mean, we try to get together every week because it's easy to get lost in the big city. Pacey: Well, of course it is. You don't have enough stars to guide you. Joey: You should try to come some time. Pacey: I'll try and do that. Joey: Because, Pace, I would-- I would hate that... you not coming had anything to do with me. Pacey: With you? Joey: Or this thing we shared called the romance. You know, I did really badly, and there was bitterness and tears and... recrimination. Pacey: Yeah. I think I remember that. We dated once, right? Joey: Yeah, we did, didn't we? (she moves to the wheel and he helps her over) But, you know, I've practically forgotten now that I've slept with half the football team. Pacey: Really? Just half? I think that shows incredible restraint on your part. Joey: Well, I had to leave half for my roommate. Pacey: Oh, roommate. Oh, lord. I feel sorry for this person. 24 hours a day, confined in a small space with you-- it's not healthy. (they both take a seat) Joey: I don't snore. Pacey: I beg to differ. Joey: So, Pace, um... the other day, I had to read this article for biology, and it said that contrary to all previous thinking on the subject, human beings may actually be able to regrow brain cells. Pacey: So I guess that means the whole "this is your brain on drugs" thing is moot. Joey: I wouldn't go toking up just yet... but I think what it means is that at some point in the not-so-distant future, it may actually be possible to forget all the bad stuff and only remember the good. Pacey: I don't know. If you ask me, I think that's already possible. So tell me some more about this new roommate of yours. Joey: You really want to know? Pacey: Well, of course I want to know. Joey: No. I want to know about your job and this boat. This is one mother of a boat, Pace. Pacey: Yeah, I know. I mean, it's not technically mine, but it's good for right now. And the job is a job, but this summer... [Leery Residence Dawson finishes packing up his bag and goes downstairs. Gale has Lily with her.] Gale: (to Lily) Ok, sweetheart. Come on. Oh, yes. (to Dawson) Oh, honey, did you remember your sweaters? Dawson: Yes, mom. I remembered everything you packed for me. Gale: Ok. Um, look. (Handing him a ziplock bag of cookies) I made these for you for your trip. Please promise me that you'll eat more. Dawson: I promise. Gale: (kissing him) I love you. Dawson: I love you, too. Good-bye, Lily. Good-bye. Ok, sweetie. Be good. Try not to spit up on mom too much, ok? (Lily grabs his bag of cookies) Those are my cookies. They're mine. Gale: (to Lily) Ohh, he'll come back. (Mitch walks in) Dawson: (handing him the airline ticket) Hope you can get a refund on that. Dad, I know you think I'm making a mistake, but if I am, it's a mistake I have to make for myself, all right? And I know when you think about this, you're gonna realize I'm only trying to be the kind of person you taught me to be. Mitch: I think you are making a mistake, Dawson, a huge mistake, and I am disappointed in you. But never, ever for a single second forget that I love you... and I will always be here for you. (Mitch walks out) Dawson: Mom? Gale: He'll be fine. Call him. Dawson: I will. (he goes out to his cab and gets in. Mitch watches as it pulls away.) [Boston Bay Health Center Jen and Charlie are climbing through a window.] Jen: So... breaking and entering a typical second date for you? Charlie: We're not breaking and entering. Hey, the window was open, right? Jen: Isn't that just a little bit convenient? Charlie: No, because there's nothing in here worth stealing... except... a Boston Bay tradition. Jen: What, breaking into this health center and stealing condoms is a Boston Bay tradition? Charlie: (there's a huge glass container filled with condoms on the counter, with a sign over it) It's not stealing. They're free. See? Read the sign. "Gift to the class of 1990. Here's hoping you get laid." Jen: Is that what you think that that sign says? Charlie: Well, something like that. I'm paraphrasing. Look. I haven't actually been here in a while. So if we could just get what we came for Jen: You can't read the sign, can you? Charlie: Oh, come on. Who could read that from here? That's like china from here. Jen: (reading the sign) "Gift to the class of 1990, in anticipation of a world without aids." Charlie: I was close. Jen: You are totally nearsighted, aren't you? Charlie: I'm not nearsighted. I just-- I just can't read really teeny things far away. Jen: Like--I don't know-- um, subtitles? Charlie: Yes. Subtitles, all right? I hate subtitles because I can't read them without my glasses. You satisfied? Jen: Yes. Actually, I think that this little field trip was a good idea because now I finally know something about you. Charlie: What, that I'm nearsighted? Trust me. They make me look like a total dork. Jen: You are a total dork, a vain dork. Come here and kiss me. (they sink to the floor. Charlie snakes his hand into the glass and grabs a condom.) [Frat House Jack is speaking with Blossom and the other brothers.] Jack: I don't want to be wanted just to-- to fill some kind of quota. Blossom: Well, you know the reason we first came after you, Jack, but the truth is, man, we really like you. Don't be thrown by this quota thing. Yeah, you're filling one. I'm filling one. He's filling one. Everybody in this room has qualities and experiences that are unique. That's why Sigmas kick butt. Jack: Yeah, but you want a gay guy in the house Blossom: Yes, we do, but you're the one we want. Jack: All right, but do you understand the reality of what you're gonna get here? I mean, my boyfriend, Tobey, when he comes to visit, I mean, he's gonna be eating here and partying here, too, and if I live in the house, you know, he's gonna be sleeping here and showering here. Blossom: Jack... Tobey is welcome. Even if you don't live at the house, if he needs a place to crash, this is his home, too. That's what it means to be a brother. Jack: Cool. Blossom: So what do you say, Jack? Jack: I say sign me up! Blossom: Welcome to the house, brother. Jack: Thanks, man. Brother: All right! Yeah! (they all cheer and life Jack up on their shoulders.) [Restaurant Brecher walks into the kitchen and up to Pacey.] Pacey: Hey. I'm done. 42 pounds of peeled and sliced potatoes. Now, may I please cook them? Brecher: Quiet. Pacey: Ok. Brecher: (examining the sliced potatoes) Well, now. Looks like you started getting the hang of it toward the end here. There's hope for you. Pacey: Ah, thanks. (Brecher takes the huge bowl of potatoes and dumps the entire thing in the trash.) What are you do-- that was hours of work, man! Brecher: I don't serve potato chips in my restaurant. Pacey: Really? So then why did you waste my time and your money having me do that? Brecher: Training. Pacey: Ah. Ok. (Brecher grabs Pacey's hand with the Kn*fe in it and grabs him forcefully over to a cutting board.) Brecher: (handing him a potato like object a truffle) Here, wack job. Slice. Pacey: What is that? Brecher: Forget about what it is. Slice it, just like the potato. (Pacey professionally slices it thin) That's not bad. You're learning. Pacey: Now would you mind telling me what this is all about? Brecher: Behold the white truffle-- so fresh that you can actually see the little hoof marks from the pig that dug it out of the I-talian soil. These babies go for $1,200 a pound. Pacey: What? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Brecher: Now, if I let some headstrong kid get anywhere near them without proper training, I really would be a wack job. Taste. (he pulls a slice of truffle out of a pot and gives it to Pacey) Pacey: (eating) Ok. I get it. Brecher: Karen has more discipline and motivation than a slack-ass like you will ever have, but this isn't kick boxing, and that's why I wouldn't give her your job. Pacey: (laughing) She wanted my job. Brecher: Yeah. You're not gonna pick this up through sheer will. Cooking is a craft which can't be taught. However, it can be learned. Pacey: What does that mean? Brecher: Clean up your station. You're cooking the truffle ravioli tomorrow. [Worthington Joey enters her dorm building and checks her mail. As she moves to the steps, she sees Dawson sitting there.] Dawson: How was your weekend? Joey: Strange and unusual. How about yours? Dawson: Strange and unpleasant. Joey: You ok? Dawson: Not really. I alienated my parents, and now I find myself adrift in a sea of uncertainty. But, hey, what else is new, right? Joey: Can I do something to help? Dawson: Yeah. You can tell me that I, without a doubt, made the right decision and that this decision will have nothing but positive repercussions for the rest of my life. Joey: Dawson, I can't do that. Dawson: Damn. Joey: But I can tell you this. There is no right or wrong, just consequences of your actions. Dawson: What the hell does that mean? Joey: Well, I'm not sure exactly. My sociology professor said that last week, and I thought it sounded pretty profound at the time. Dawson: Great. I should just get on a plane right now. Joey: We can't. We tried that already. We can't seem to get you on that plane. You're like Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man. How about a cup of coffee? Dawson: Sure. It's about time I got acquainted with this city of yours. Joey: So how was Capeside? Dawson: Same old same old. They're tearing down the new rialto, building, like, a new 16-theater multiplex or something. Joey: I guess it just goes to show you. Dawson: What? Joey: You can never go home again. [Capeside The Mitch Mobile. Mitch is driving at night, back from the grocery store. He is singing Drift Away and eating an ice cream cone. Suddenly his top scoop falls off. He tries to reach it, but can't. He lowers his body to reach it and when he sits up, lights from an oncoming car brighten his face. A horn blares and it blacks out. End credits.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x03 - Capeside Revisited"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 504 - The Long Goodbye [Scenes: Outside the Leery Fresh Fish. A couple go up to the door and there is a sign on the door that says Closed due to death in the family. Then a montage of scenes from an empty rooms in the Dawson house, to Dawson in the kitchen looking out the window thinking.] [Opening Credits] [Scene: The Funeral Parlor. Dawson is meeting with the salesman walking down the stairs talking about his father.] Salesman: Your mother... how is she holding up? Dawson: She cries a lot. Salesman: I understand. And you? How are you? Dawson: People ask me that a lot. It's a weird question. Every time I start to give too long of an answer, which I'm starting to do right now, those same people get very uncomfortable. Not you, though, huh? I guess you're an old pro at this. Salesman: You could say that. Dawson: I'm fine. [Clears throat] That one. [Points to a coffin] Salesman: Very nice choice. Very tasteful. Dawson: Thank you. [Scene: Pacey's Boat. Pacey is sitting on the deck of the boat reading a book, when Joey comes walking up to him with a very sad look on her face.] Joey Hey. Pacey: Hey. What's with the furrowed brow? Better watch out. You're gonna give yourself a wrinkle. Joey Pacey, I've got some bad news. Pacey: Aw, why don't you look like you're kidding? Joey Doug gave me a call. He said he's been trying to get in touch with you. He left you a bunch of messages at the restaurant. Pacey: Yeah, I know. I meant to call him back, but what are you gonna do? Joey You probably should've. Pacey: What's going on? Joey It's Mitch. Um... he's dad. Pacey: What? Well, how? [in disbelief] Joey It was a car accident. Pacey: And I-I-is everybody-- I mean Joey They're all fine. It was just Mitch. He was alone. Pacey: When did this happen, Jo? Joey It happened a couple of nights ago. Pacey: Ohh. How's Dawson doing? Joey Well, he's not so good. His father's dad. Pacey: Right. That's a stupid question. Joey No, you're entitled, believe me. I've said about 800 stupid things to him in the last couple of days, but, um, you want to come with me? Pacey: Do you really think that I should? Joey What are you talking about? Pacey: Well, I... maybe he doesn't want me there, Jo. Joey Ok, your father dies tomorrow. You're at the funeral. You look up, and you see Dawson. Would that mean something to you? Would seeing one of your oldest friends mean som Pacey: Just give me 5 minutes. [Scene: Potter B&B. Jen and Jack are talking together about Mitch's death.] Jen: Be right there. Can I talk to you about something? Jack: Sure. Jen: I'm nervous. Jack: About what? Jen: Seeing him. Jack: Why? Jen: Because I don't know what to say. Jack: I don't think he's expecting you to give a speech, Jen. Jen: I couldn't sleep last night. I was up and tossing and turning, trying to figure out what to say, how I was gonna act. Jack: No one ever knows what to say, but when Tim died, you wouldn't believe some of the things that people said to me. But the thing is, no matter what you say or what you do, Dawson is alone in this, ok? There isn't a word or a sentence in the English language that can take away the kind of pain that he's dealing with. Jen: Well, so then, what do I do? Jack: You've just gotta figure out your own way of being there for him. Jen: Ok. [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson lies Lilly down to sleep in her crib, then goes over to Gale's room and lightly knocks on the door and looks in to see her asleep. He puts a blanket over here and leaves the room and goes back to his room. He sits down and lies back on her bed, and then has a flashback to his twelfth Birthday, when Mitch came up to him in his room.] Mitch: You having a good birthday? Dawson: Yeah, definitely. Mitch: How's it feel to be 12 years old? Dawson: Pretty good. I think I'm ready for a girlfriend. Mitch: Oh, you think so? Dawson: Yeah. Mitch: Well, I'd say give it a few years. You've got plenty of time before girls start clouding your head. Dawson: Ha, ok. Mitch: Did you like all your gifts? Dawson: Yeah, I loved 'em, especially the 1941 video. Mitch: Which was not easy to find, let me tell you. Dawson: Thank you, dad. Mitch: Don't mention it. You know, I could be wrong, but I think you've got one more gift coming to you. Dawson: Nope. I opened them all. Mitch: Are you sure? Dawson: Pretty sure. Mitch: I don't know... I think maybe you better take a look... in the closet. Go on. [Dawson goes to his closet and finds a large bag inside.] Well, come on! Bring it out. Open it up. [He pulls out a camcorder] The guy at the store said it was a real good one for making movies. Great editing capabilities, and it comes with its own tripod. Dawson: Thank you, dad. Ha ha. Mitch: You're welcome, Dawson. Dawson: Dad, this... this must have been really expensive, but you're not gonna regret it. I swear, I'm gonna make so many movies on this. This is not a phase. Mitch: Oh, don't worry about that, Dawson. Just enjoy it. Let the things you love be your escape. [Knock on door, and Joey snaps him out of the flashback and is standing in the doorway.] Joey Dawson? Dawson: Joey...hey. Joey You're smiling. Dawson: I was? Joey You were. [she hugs him, but he doesn't really hug her back] Is there anything I can do? Dawson: Um...yeah, actually. You know what? There is. Would you mind watching lily for a little bit? My mom fell asleep. I've gotta get to the funeral home. Joey Of course. Dawson: Great. [Dawson grabs a suit of the back of his door.] Joey Is that what you're wearing? It's nice. Dawson: Uh, no. Actually, it's for my dad. He's gonna be buried in it. Joey I'm sorry. Dawson: Jo, that's ok. You couldn't have known that. I won't be long. [Commercial Break] [Scene: A series of sht from the funeral. In one Joey grabs his hand in hers, and a couple of sends later he pulls it out to get something out of his coat, and then to Dawson's House after the funeral. Everyone has gathered for a party to honor Mitch's life. Dawson is sitting at the base of the stairs holding Lillian, when Grams comes up to him.] Grams: Why don't you let me take her for a while, dear? Dawson: I'm afraid I can't do that, grams. Lily here offers a great buffer. As long as I hold her, people tend not to come up to me and offer their platitudes. Grams: Where's your mother? Dawson: She's upstairs. She won't come down. So, what's yours? Grams: My what? Dawson: Your platitude. Grams: I'm afraid I'm fresh out. Dawson: Really? I thought for sure you'd whip out "the lord works in mysterious ways." Grams: Hmm. The lord and I, we... we aren't on speaking terms this week. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Joey is looking up at the window that years ago where used to climb into Dawson's Bedroom window. She has a flashback of the day that Mitch put a Ladder there for her to climb up, instead if climbing the trellis.] [Clank] Mitch: Listen, Joey... I don't want you climbing up the trellis anymore, ok? It's dangerous. You could hurt yourself, and if that happened, I don't think my son would ever forgive me. Joey Yeah, right. Mitch: Sooner or later, Joey, he's gonna pull his head out of the sand. He'll figure it out. Probably not as soon as you'd like, boys are stupid like that. He kisses he on the forehead and then walks away, and she is left looking at the window] [Scene: Dawson's Kitchen. Dawson is looking in the refrigerator for something to drink when Jen comes into the kitchen to join him.] Jen: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Jen: What you doing? Dawson: Trying to decide between a glass of orange juice and a bottle of wine. Any thoughts? Jen: Well, wine's fine, but whiskey's quicker. Dawson: What about narcotics? Jen: Oh, even better. Dawson: You know, times like this, I really wish I was more of a drug person, but I don't know. Starting up just seems like such a hassle. Jen: Yeah, plus, you can't really score any good dope in Capeside. Dawson: Good point. Orange juice it is. Jen: So, I've been trying to figure exactly what it is that I'm supposed to say to you. I feel terrible, Dawson, I really do. I mean, I can't imagine what you're going through, but I feel so helpless. I mean, if this were about a girl, I could offer sage advice, but...this is out of my league. The only person that was ever taken from me was my grandfather, and that was a long time coming, you know. So here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna give you a hug, and I'm not gonna let go for a really long time. I'm gonna tell you that I love you, which is actually a pretty good deal, 'cause that means that I'll do anything on the off chance it'll make you a little less sad. [She grabs him and gives him a huge hug.] Dawson: That sounds very good to me. [Scene: The Sun room. Gale is sitting on a bench looking out the window, when Joey comes in to join her.] [Knock on door] Gale: I, uh, can't believe that he's gone. I keep expecting to hear his car in the driveway, his keys in the lock, footsteps on the stairs. So, how's the party? Joey It's fabulous. The pate is all the rage. Gale: And how's our boy? Joey Great. He's keeping it all together. Gale: Which is exactly what bothers me. Joey: Me, too. Gale: He's stubborn, Joey. He's just like his father. Joey You know, I know this probably doesn't mean much now, but he's not really gone, you know. 'Cause if ever there was someone who was an absolute reflection of his father, it's Dawson. Gale: You think so? Joey You know, growing up, spending that time with you guys... I think I was too little to really understand it, but I--I always knew there was something special about the way you guys looked at each other. Like you were in on this great little secret that the rest of us weren't privy to, and my parents never had that... not even in the best of times. I'm not gonna sit here and--and try to pretend to know what was going through his mind before he died, but... I know your husband loved you very much. [Scene: the Porch. Pacey is leaving the house, when Dawson who is sitting alone on the porch sees him.] Dawson: Hey. Pacey: Dawson. Hey, man. Dawson: Thanks for comin'. Pacey: Of Course... but I can't say that this is exactly the way I wanted to see you again for the first time. Dawson: Yeah, I know what you mean. How was your summer? Pacey: My summer was really good. It was really, really good, actually. It totally cleared my head. Dawson: Good. Pacey: How's film school treatin' ya? Dawson: Uh... I'm gonna be droppin' out, actually. Pacey: Why? Dawson: [Sighs] It's a long story. Pacey: Gotcha. I'm sorry, Dawson. I wish I had somethin' better to say to you than that, but that's really what it boils down to. I'm really, really sorry. Dawson: Remember the time he caught us smoking down here? Pacey: Yeah. I, uh... of course I remember. Sixth grade, right? I don't think I've ever seen your father so mad. Being Mitch, he had to tell us that he was just concerned for us, which was a bit of a surprise to me because if it was my father, it would be kind of a different story. In fact, I guarantee I'd still be smoking to this day just to piss him off. Dawson: [Laughs] Ahh... well... I should probably head inside and make myself useful or something. Pacey: All right? It works. Dawson: [Sighs] It was good to see you, pace. Pacey: Yeah. [He pulls him in for a hug.] Come here. [Scene: Inside the house. Dawson runs into an old friend of Gales.] Friend: Dawson. You probably don't remember me, Dawson, but I'm Susan. I'm an old friend of your mother's from college. Dawson: Right. You're my mom's deadhead friend. Friend: [Laughs] That's right. Uh, tell me, are you dealing with your grief? Dawson: Uh... I'm dealing. Friend: How are you dealing with it? Dawson: Um, not to be rude, but I--I don't know what you're talking about. Friend: Where are you channeling all the feelings you're having about your father's passing? Dawson: Um... you know, not to be rude again, but I really don't have the time or the luxury. [Telephone rings] Friend: Oh, you must take the time, Dawson. [The answering machine picks up] Mitch Voice: Hi. You've reached the Leerys... minus Dawson, that is, who can be reached in sunny California these days. If you have a message for Gale, Llily, or myself, however, you can leave it at [Dawson continuously tries to get the machine to stop, and when he finally can't he rips it out of the wall. Everyone is looking at him worryingly, and Jack tries to say something to him but Dawson pushes his hand away.] Jack: Hey. Dawson: I'm fine. I'm... I'm fine. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Pier outside. Joey comes into to try and comfort Dawson in any way she can.] Dawson: [Clears throat] Not one of my finer moments, huh? Joey You know, a long time ago-- it must have been a couple of months after my mom passed away-- I was digging through this drawer in the kitchen looking for a pen or something, and I came across this grocery list she had made, and it was filled with all these little heart-shaped doodles, and I just...lost it. I cried like a baby for hours. If what just happened to you in there had happened to me back then, I would have run away screaming. Dawson: I can't do that. Joey Who says? Dawson: I do. I can't. My mom's a wreck. I gotta keep it together. Joey She's allowed to be a wreck, and so are you. I'll make you a deal. You take care of your mom, I'll take care of you. Dawson: I gotta say, Jo, I-- when your mom died, I sympathized with you, and I really felt bad, but I had no idea it felt like this. Nothing feels real. It's like I've been transported to some alternate universe where I'm just walking around outside my body all day long. Joey It'll get better. I promise. Dawson: That's good. Any, uh, advice on how I should deal with the fact that my father's death was almost entirely my fault? Joey What? How do you figure that? Dawson: Come on, Jo. Think about it. If I hadn't come back and laid all this on him, none of this would've happened. Joey Dawson, look at me. You father died in a car accident. There was nothing you could do to stop that. Dawson: That's not entirely true, Jo. That's, I mean... first off, if I hadn't showed up that morning, my mom wouldn't have made me breakfast, which means they wouldn't have run out of milk, which means my dad wouldn't have had to drive to the store that night so lily would have some in the morning. Joey That's crazy. Dawson: Don't tell me what's crazy, Jo. For all I know, my dad was driving along that night, pissed, having some argument with me in his head which caused him to take his eyes off the road just long enough to Joey Look, you can't do this to yourself. Dawson: [Sighs] You--you know what he said to me the last time I saw him? Joey Hmm? Dawson: He said that I was making a huge mistake and that he was disappointed in me. Joey I know. You told me that. You remember what else you told me? He said he loved you very much. Dawson: I'll never go through life doubting that my father loved me, Jo, but... do you have any idea how much it sucks to know that my father was disappointed in me the day he died? And he was right. I was acting crazy like a spoiled brat, and if I'd listened to him, he would've been driving me to the airport instead of driving to his death. [Scene: Outside. Gale is leaning against a tree wiping the tears from her eyes, when Grams comes up to her.] Grams: You all right, dear? Gale: Oh, I'm hanging in there, I guess. Grams: You know, every night for 46 years, I prayed the good lord would take me first. I never wanted to go on without him. I didn't think I was capable of it. But somehow, I was. It wasn't easy, but inevitably there comes a day that isn't as bad as the one before it. Gale: And until then? Grams: Well, that's what prescription medication is for. [Both chuckle] Grams: Oh, it's a strange thing we do. Gale: What's that? Grams: Falling in love. You share your life with another person. You--you give them your heart to the extent that losing them could potentially destroy you. It's a crazy thing to do. Gale: You're right. It's insane. Grams: Then why on earth do we do it? Gale: What else is there? [They Hug] Grams: Oh, I wish I still lived next door. Gale: So do I. Grams: I could stay for a while if you like, help out with Llily. Gale: Oh, that is such a generous offer, Evelyn, and I do love you for it, but, um... [Sniffles] No, I--I think Dawson and I are gonna have to meet this one head on. Grams: You sure? Gale: [Sighs] I'm sure. Grams: Well, I understand, but don't you hesitate to pick up the phone, young lady. We merry widows have to stick together. Gale: [Laughs faintly] [Scene: A montage of shts of the Dawson house as the party is thinning out. Then to Dawson's Room. Dawson is lying down on his bed when Joey comes in to see if he is okay.] Joey Hey. Dawson: Hey. Joey Everyone's starting to leave. Dawson: I'll see ya. Joey I can stay as long as you want. Dawson: That's sweet of you, Jo. Joey I'm serious. Dawson: I know you are, but you gotta get back to school. Joey School doesn't matter right now, Dawson. Dawson: I'll be ok. Joey Dawson. Dawson: Joey, I wanna be alone. Ok? Joey Ok. Call me if you need me. Will you do that? Dawson: I will. Joey Bye. [Scene: Outside the Potter B&B. Joey is sitting on the Porch, when Pacey comes out to join her.] Pacey: You know, I can't say as I have ever seen the Potter B&B quite so crowded. Joey Nothin' like a funeral to drum up business. Pacey: [Sighs] You wanna know what the worst part about death is? It has this horrible tendency of putting everyone in a really bad mood. When I go, I want to go in a way in which it makes everybody laugh. You know, like, no matter how sudden or tragic the circumstances, you just can't help but laugh... like getting run over by a car full of clowns. That's kinda funny, right? You smiled. Mission accomplished. Joey He blames himself, you know. Pacey: Why? Joey Well... he wanted to drop out of USC and move to Boston, and Mitch thought he was crazy, and they had this huge blowout. Pacey: Why on earth would Dawson Leery, of all people, want to drop out of film school? [Looks over at Joey and then knows.]Oh. Heh. I get it. It's ok. You can tell me, Jo. I'm not gonna get upset. Joey Oh, Pace, I didn't ask him to, if that's what you mean. Pacey: I-- oh, look. If anybody understands the various shades of gray here, it's me, and I think it's time the two of you got your sht... because the way I see it, you never did, and this world could use as many Romeo and Juliet's as it can get. Joey Look what happened to them. [Scene: Lillian's Room. Gale looks into the room and has a flashback of the day Mitch was setting up Dawson's Crib.] [Mitch grunts] Mitch: This thing's gonna be tip-top, baby. Don't you worry. Gale: Oh, I'm not worried. I'll just call someone to fix it when the bottom falls out. Mitch: [Laughs] Oh, ye of little faith. Mrs. Leery, have I ever let you down? Gale: No, Mr. Leery, you haven't. Mitch: What do you think he's gonna be? Gale: If he's anything like you, a pain in the ass. Mitch: A lot of fathers want their sons to play baseball. Not me. Team sports teach conformity. I hope he's a freak. Gale: A freak? Mitch: Yeah. Freaks never peak in high school. They never grow up to sell real estate, drink heavily on the weekends, and bat their kids. Gale: Well, then, let's hope for a freak. [Dawson comes into the room, snapping her out of her flashback.] Dawson: Mom, you ok? Gale: Uh... yeah. For the moment. You wanna know what the worst part is? Dawson: What? Gale: She'll never even know he existed. Dawson: Not if I have anything to do about it. She's gonna hear about her daddy every chance I get. Gale: [Crying] Oh, I'm such a mess. I'm sorry, honey. Dawson: Mom, don't ever apologize. Gale: You are gonna get your life back, I promise. Dawson: Mom, I'm not going anywhere. Not anytime soon. My place is here with you and Lily. Gale: Honey, you don't have to be so strong all the time. You can fall to pieces just about any time you want. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Dawson: I'm not ashamed. There's-- everybody keeps on asking me, "How you doin'? How you feelin'?" Truth is, I don't feel anything. Not a thing. I'm numb. Which, to tell you the truth, is really not so bad. Gale: Um, that's great... until it all comes crumbling down. Dawson: Well...until then. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Pacey pulls up the house, and looks out of the back of the car and sees some flowers on the side of the house. Pacey has a flashback to the day that Mitch taught him how to drive.] Mitch: Ok, Pacey, now... got your foot on the brake? Ok, put her in reverse... and gently-- ohh, ooh. Careful. Watch the flowers. Heh heh. My wife will have me klled. And park. There you go, Pacey. You did it. You know how to drive. Not terribly well, mind you, but good enough to pass that test. Pacey: Thank you for your help, Mr. Leery. Mitch: It's my pleasure. Just sorry your father had to work. Pacey: [Quietly] Yeah, me, too. Mitch: Go easy on him, Pacey. Can't always be fun being sheriff of these parts. Pacey: I guess I just wish he was around more. Mitch: Listen, you ever wanna practice, you knock on my door. Ok? Pacey: Ok. [Pacey goes up to the house and knocks on the door, and Dawson opens the door.] Pacey: Hey, man. How ya doing today? Dawson: He's still dad. It still sucks. Pacey: Wanna go for a ride with me? [Scene: the Side of a road, where Mitch's accident was. There are tread marks on the road, where the accident happened. Pacey pulls the car over.] Dawson: What the hell are we doing here? Pacey: Wanna show you something. [Pacey gets out of the car and Dawson follows] Pacey: According to my brother, your father was driving down the road here at about 45 miles an hour. Which is, granted, a little bit above the speed limit, but not at all unusual for this stretch of road. At the same time, a man named Gary Peters was getting off work, driving down the road a little farther up, just around the bend. Gary Peters is a pretty average guy. 35 years old, wife, 2 kids. Works as a baggage handler for blue star airlines. And Gary had to pull a double shift that day, and it must've been a real bitch 'cause when he came around that bend, he was asleep at the wheel. Dawson: Why are you doing this, Pacey? Pacey: Why? Because I want you to know that it was a man named Gary Peters who k*lled your father. A guy who should've known better than to get behind the wheel of a car. A guy who, for the rest of his life, will carry around the guilt of taking Mitch leery away from his wife and 2 kids. And I want you to know that that guy is not you. It's not you, Dawson. Do not blame yourself for this. You wanna grieve? You go right ahead. Be my guest. But do not for one single second think that this is your fault, because it is not your fault. You got your father for 18 years... and that is a hell of a lot more than some people get. And your father did one hell of a job, Dawson. He made you into a man. And he made you into a man that people care about and admire and respect and most importantly, love. So, why am I doing this? I'm doing this because, once upon a time, you and I were best friends. And that means that whenever you need me, I'm here. Any time, anywhere, any place. Forever. You understand that? Dawson: We should get going. [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey is unpacking while Audrey is talking to her.] Audrey: What was he like? Joey Well, he was a dad. You know, in the best possible way, I mean. He was warm and caring and just the kind of pain in the ass you secretly want your parents to be. Audrey: How's Dawson doing? Joey I wouldn't know. Didn't want anything to do with me. I thought I'd be able to help him. I thought I would be this incredible resource 'cause I've been there, you know? He didn't want anything from me. He didn't even just wanna sit there in silence. He wanted me out of his sight. [Joey collapses on her bed holding her head in her hands, and Audrey comes over and sits next to her and tries awkwardly to comfort her.] [Scene: Dawson's Kitchen. Dawson is eating at the table when Gale gets up and goes over to the Refrigerator.] Gale: Honey? Dawson: Yeah? Gale: We're outta milk. Would you mind-- [Sobbing she slams the carton down and goes to the sink sobbing] [Dawson gets up and puts his dishes in the sink, tries to confort her, and then leaves.] [Scene: The local store. Dawson is buying some milk, when the owner begins talking to him.] Mr. Brennan: I can't tell you how sorry I am for your loss, Dawson. Dawson: Thank you, Mr. Brennan. I appreciate it. Mr. Brennan: He was here, you know. That night. Your father. Dawson: I know. I asked him about you. Mr. Brennan: He said, uh, you were a royal pain in the ass. Dawson: [Chuckles] That's me. Mr. Brennan: He was proud, though. How do I know that, huh? Well, when I mentioned your name, his whole face just lit up. He said you were this brave kid, but he had no idea how you got to be that way. He said you had a romantic streak a mile long, and he said he was proud to know you. I'm sorry if that makes you sad, Dawson, but I figure if somebody says that about you, you ought to know it. Oh, don't forget your change. And be certain to convey my condolences to your mother, would you? Dawson: Thank you. I will. [Dawson goes outside and gets into his Jeep, and then finally breaks down crying.] [Scene: Outside the Dawson House. A Flashback of a day where Mitch is trying to take a family picture of Him, Gale, Dawson and Lillian, with his new camera.] Mitch: All right! I think I've got it figured out. Ok, quick. Let's go, everybody. Gather. Hurry up, Dawson: 'cause what this family really needs is another picture. Gale: Oh, don't be so fresh. Mitch: Yeah. Lose the 'tude, dude. Dawson: Clever, dad. Mitch: Smiles, people. Dawson: All right. Great! That was wonderful. I am now late for the movies with Joey, Jack, and Jen. Gale: Have fun, honey. Mitch: No drinking and driving. Dawson: Hey, dad, just so you know, going to the movies is not code for going out and getting wasted. Mitch: Go, go, go. Get out of here. Have fun. Dawson: Later, creators. [Dawson leaves] Gale: Well, this one's hungry. Mitch: Uh, need some help? Gale: Nah. Stay and play with your camera. Boys and their toys. Mitch: [Laughs] [Mitch watches her come in, and then begins to look all around and has a huge proud look on her face.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x04 - The Long Goodbye"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 505 - Four Scary Stories [Grams' house Jack, Joey and Pacey have just finished watching Friday the 13th.] Pacey: Well, that settles it. I now have officially lost faith in Hollywood. Jack: It wasn't that bad. Pacey: Not that bad? Maybe through the haze of your eardrum-shattering slumber, it wasn't that bad, but as someone who actually watched that movie, it sucked! Joey: I'm just so tired of this trend of... attck of the "insert your vengeful psycho here" movie. I mean, they're so unbelievable, you know? What are the chances of a chemically imbalanced camp director luring pre-teens to a blood bath at the archery range? Pacey: Well, apparently they're pretty good at northern Maine's camp bloodsucker. Jack: You know what the problem is? Pacey: Yeah, I know what the problem is. You talk in your sleep, and you talk about things I don't want to know about. Jack: That's great, but the problem is that people forget that the scariest things are the things that are actually possible. I mean, isn't that why Hitchcock's so great? Joey: Hmm, I don't know. How often does a guy go around dressing like his not-so-well preserved mother? Pacey: Well, you save that for special occasions. Joey: Maybe I've just lost the will to scream. Pacey: Oh, please. You were once and will forever remain the number one skittish kitten in my life. (She gives him a look) It's not to worry. It's part of your charm. Jack: Weren't you scared of grams up until, like, last year or something like that? Pacey: Oh, absolutely. In fact, I bet it's making you a little bit nervous just being in her house right now, isn't it? Jack: Yeah, who knows what kind of scary things will be lurking in the shadows? Joey: Who's hungry? A girl can't survive on Dots alone. (Pacey and Jack laugh as Joey goes off to the kitchen to get some food. She finds a plate of brownies and heads back to the living room. The place is now dark and Jack and Pacey are no where to be found. The front door is open.) Very funny, guys. Ooh, I'm shaking in my boots. (She goes to the door to close it, but steps outside instead) What, is this part where the twins come out and invite me to play forever and ever? (she turns to go inside and the door slams in front of her. She tries the knob but it's locked. Suddenly someone grabs her from behind. She turns around and screams, leaning against the door as it opens. She falls to the ground as Pacey and Jack reveal themselves, laughing. Jack helps Joey up.) Pacey: Well, I think our work here is done. (Opening credits) [Gram's House Jack, Joey and Pacey are still in the house.] Joey: You guys do realize that this calls for serious revenge? Pacey: Oh, come on, Jo, we were just trying to prove, and quite successfully I might add, that you are now and will forever be afraid of your own shadow. Joey: You know, you two wouldn't be quite so sure of yourselves if you knew what a weathered scream queen I was. Pacey: Heh heh, that's right, I forgot. She's seen it all. Joey: I don't spend all of my time with you layabouts. I have seen things, disturbing things. Jack: Tell us a story, Joey Potter. Joey: I don't think you can handle it. Pacey: Right. This from a girl who 5 minutes ago was screaming bloody mrder on the floor. Joey: Ok, Pace. It was Halloween night. Audrey was walking with me to the library, which was, in itself, a sign of the apocalypse. [Worthington Audrey and Joey are walking through campus. Audrey is dressed like a prom queen.] Audrey: Ok, I know like... half a dozen kick-ass parties we could be hitting right now, and you're going to hibernate in the library. How wrong is that? Joey: No one asked you to come with me. Audrey: I know. I'm just seeking clarification here. Are you the most bookwormy, pathetic person alive? Joey: Well, according to your party-till-you- drop-out standards, apparently. Audrey: Tsk! I'm serious. Nobody should be alone in the library on Halloween. Joey: Audrey, it's like I'm gonna be the only one. Besides, the reading material cannot be checked out, and every other time that I go there, there's always some other overzealous geek from my class using it. This is the one night I know it'll be there. Audrey: This is such Joey Potter logic. Joey: You know what, I'm really not in the mood to go out partying, what with everything that's happened. Audrey: Ok, ok, I get it. You're excused. Joey: Can I ask you something? Who are you supposed to be, anyway? Audrey: I'm Carrie. Carrie White, tragically misunderstood telekinetic heroine of the Stephen King book? Joey: Right, I know who Carrie is, but shouldn't you be doused in pig's blood or something? Audrey: Well...I guess, but... bleh! What cute boy is gonna want to talk to me if I'm all red and sticky all night? Joey: Heh. Right, but how are they going to know that you're not just some generic homecoming queen or beauty contest winner? Audrey: Because I'll tell them. Joey: You got the hair right. Audrey: Thanks. Oh, god, you have no idea how bad these shoes suck right now. [Library Joey is studying while Audrey reads a magazine.] Joey: Audrey, you don't have to be here. There are plenty of people. I feel perfectly safe. Audrey: Well...the first party did start 15 minutes ago. Right, like I want to be the first idiot at the punch bowl. Joey: Audrey, I'm not coming with you. Audrey: Well, who asked you to? Joey: I'm serious. I have to study. I'm going to be here late, and as much as I appreciate you coming with me, I'm fine. Audrey: You know, sometimes when I get scared, I like to count out loud. 1, 2... 3...4. It's very calming, ok? Joey: I'm surrounded by people. Why would I be scared? Audrey: Ok, don't look now, but...check out the creepy man at one o'clock. He's eating the peanuts, and he keeps staring at--don't look now. Wait, wait. Ok, look. (Joey turns around and looks. The guy is definitely creepy.) Joey: Maybe it's the tiara and prom dress that caught his eye. Audrey: Well, he's giving me the willies. Joey: Why? Audrey: Some girl was attcked in this library. She's lucky that she survived, and from what I understand, she's not the only one. Random person: Shh! Joey: You're just trying to scare me so I leave and I go to the party with you, and it's not going to work. Audrey: Why do you always assume that my concern is masking self-interest? Joey: Because I know you. Audrey: You know what? I'm going. Put your life at risk, see if I care. Don't stay out too late, ok? Joey: I'll meet you at the dorm. Audrey: Are you sure you don't want me to walk back with you? Guy: Hey, miss America, are you coming or going? Joey: She's going. Guy: Good-bye, beauty queen. Audrey: Excuse me. I'm Carrie, all right? Carrie White from the book and the movie. Is that not obvious to you?! God! (she stalks off. Joey goes back to studying.) [Library the library slowly begins to thin out until the only one left is Joey, the guy at the front desk and the creepy man eating peanuts. Suddenly the creepy man is standing next to Joey's table staring at her.] Man: Can I borrow a pen? Joey: Oh, yeah, um... I have one in here. (he takes the pen, but continues to stand there staring at her.) You can keep it. I don't need it. Man: You shouldn't be here after dark. It's not safe. Joey: Oh, well, you know what? That's ok, actually, because my boyfriend's on his way over, as soon as football practice lets out, so I'll be fine, but, um... thank you for your concern. (Joey goes over to the front desk. A cute guy sits at a computer there.) Excuse me, do you have the reading for the intellectual history of Europe? It's section 204, professor Downs' class? Library guy: Uh, let me check. Your name? Joey: Uh, Joey Potter. (he goes to get the readings and returns with them) Library guy: All right. Ok, you need to read these 2 articles, and there's a reference book in the stacks. (writing on a slip) This is gonna be your call number, Joey, and I still need to locate one more book for you. Joey: (looking at the stack) Wow. This is a lot of reading. Library guy: Yeah. Joey: Thanks. (she doesn't leave) Library guy: Can I help you with something else? Joey: Are you gonna be here for a while? Library guy: Sure, for another hour or so, why? Joey: Um... I was just wondering. Library guy: You worried about that guy? Joey: Kind of. He's just... he's a little creepy. He keeps staring at me. Library guy: Don't worry. He's here almost every night. He's pretty harmless. Joey: Oh, ok. Thanks. Library guy: You got it. (Joey goes searching through the stacks for her book. It's very quiet and there's no one around. She rounds a corner and the creepy man is standing there.) Man: Psst! Come here. (Joey turns and runs through the stacks. She runs straight into a the library guy. She gasps in fright.) Library guy: Whoa, sorry. Joey: Oh, I'm sorry. I think I'm just having a little bit of a moment. Um... [Whispering] I think that guy is following me. Library guy: The creepy old guy? Well, actually, he just left. Joey: Are you sure? Library guy: Yeah. Look, do you want me to call campus security? Joey: Uh, no. Library guy: You sure? Joey: Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it. Library guy: Ok, well, I was looking for you anyway. The other book that you need is in special editions. Joey: Where's that? Library guy: That's downstairs. Joey: Are they still open? Library guy: Um... well, they should be for another, like, 10 minutes. You want me to walk you down there? Joey: Heh! Um... no, I'm ok. Thank you. Library guy: Ok. (Joey walks downstairs into a very secluded area. She goes to the special editions room and tries the knob but it's locked. She knocks on it.) Joey: Hello? (Suddenly she hears a door slam and sees a shadow of someone coming. She ducks into a maintenance closet. A figure passes the door, but continues on and after she hears a door close in the distance, she proceeds out of the closet. She rushes back up to the ground level and runs into the library guy. She screams.) Library guy: Whoa! You ok? Joey: Yeah. I'm so happy to see you. That creepy man is down here. Library guy: Yeah, I know. He followed you, and I followed him. Joey: Thank you. Library guy: Yeah, look, you're gonna be fine. Why (the creepy man comes out of no where and attcks the library guy.) Joey: ohh! Man: (to Joey) You should've listened to me, sweetie. (The library guy attcks the creepy man, knocking him out with something.) Library guy: (to Joey) Come on. (she follows him to the front door, where he pulls out his keys and locks it.) Joey: What are you doing? Library guy: So you think you could put up a fight? Because I like that in a girl. Joey: Who was he? Library guy: A cop. He was right, you know. Should've listened to him, sweetie. Joey: So you're the guy-- you're the guy who attcked that girl last semester. Library guy: Shh. Don't tell anyone, ok? (as he moves to attck her, Joey fan kicks him in the head. He continues after her and she continues to fight back, throwing books at him and using all these crazy kick boxing moves until she finally knocks him out. The cop comes to and sees what Joey did.) Creepy guy/Cop: Unh. Wow. You pretty much crouching-tigered his ass. Joey: Yeah, I guess that kickboxing class actually paid off. [Grams' House Jack, Joey and Pacey sit around telling their ghost stories.] Jack: Yeah, it's a decent thrill, Jo. But as scary as the stacks may be after hours, I think the fraternity house has you bat in terms of the creep factor. Joey: So I'm assuming you're talking more than keg stands and Rufies (a date rap drug)? Jack: I get enough of that from my common-law wife, all right? Joey: I'm sorry, but what could a fella possibly have to worry about in the loving arms of his brethren? Jack: Late nights in the basement, with the right provisions, of course, the mind can start to play tricks on you. [Frat House Outside. Jack walks up to the house as a bunch of his brothers are all leaving dressed in tuxes.] Jack: Hey, guys. Have fun tonight. Guy: See you, Jack. [Frat House Basement. Jack, Moskowitz and Brady are cleaning out some boxes and looking at old stuff collected from previous years.] Moskowitz: We are way cooler than these dorks. Jack: (he pulls an old radio out of a box) Check this out. Moskowitz: Does it work? Jack: I don't know. Anybody know the, uh... call numbers to the campus radio station? Brady: 96.6. My roommate listens to the morning show. Jack: My friend Jen, she's working the night shift. Moskowitz: Is she hot? Jack: I don't really know how to answer that. Moskowitz: Yes or no? Jack: Yes. Moskowitz: You have to bring her over some time. (Jack starts coughing this nasty cough.) Dude, are you ok? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I just caught some of that flu that's going around. I'm flying high on some of that extra-strength cough medicine. Moskowitz: You want some Jack, Jack? Joey: No. No, thanks. It's probably not a good idea. Moskowitz: It's good for you. It'll kll the virus. Brady? Brady: Nah, man, I'm good. Thanks. Moskowitz: Come on, you guys. Don't be wusses. We are at the peak of our sexual primes. It's all downhill from here. We should be out partying tonight instead of in latrine-duty hell. Live a little. Brady: I believe this is what's known as peer pressure. Yeah. Ok. What the hell? (Moskowitz serves a couple shts of Jack Daniels.) Jack: All right. As long as it kills the virus. Moskowitz: Here you go. Jack: Ugh, that's some strong stuff. Brady: Class of '68? Hey, this is my dad's class. Jack: Which one is he? Brady: He's right there. Oh, my god. He's a total dork. Jack: He's just doing that hippie thing, man. It was the sixties, you know? Brady: 1968. I can't believe he was ever this young. Moskowitz: Wasn't that the year some guy offed himself? Brady: Yeah, yeah. He was a total psycho. His roommate boffed his girlfriend, and he went ballistic. He slit his wrists in the bathroom. Moskowitz: I heard she did everybody on the whole floor, and then he went out on the main quad and hung himself. Jack: Now, that's disturbing. (Jack looks peeked) Brady: Hey, man, are you ok? Jack: I don't know. I don't feel so good Moskowitz: Dude, this is a vomit-free zone. All right? There's a bathroom right back there. Why don't you go use it? Jack: All right, all right. I got it. (Jack goes into the bathroom and closes the door. He washes his face in the sink and when he stands up, he sees the shadow of a person running past in the mirror. Jack swings around, but no one is there. He goes back into the other room and no one is around.) Guys? (The picture of Brady's dad is hanging on something and it suddenly falls off and the glass breaks all over the floor. As he moves around the room, what Jack doesn't notice is 60s music is playing on the radio. He begins to hear the noise of someone in a closet.) Hello? Somebody there? (he opens the closet door and finds a guy tied up with his mouth taped over.) Oh, my god. Are you ok? Are you all right? (he rips the tape off his mouth) Tad: Yeah. I'm ok. Jack: (helping him into the common room and onto a couch) Let's get you out of here. Sit down. How the hell did this happen? Tad: A couple of the guys, they're hazing, you know? Jack: Are you sure you're ok? Tad: I think so. I just... I must have passed out or something. Jack: This is insane. I mean, they coulda klled you. I'll tell you what. I'm gonna get you some water. You want some water? Tad: No. I'm ok. Jack: Well, who did this? Tad: I don't wanna say their names. I'm a new pledge. It'd be indiscreet. Jack: No, it's cool. I'm with the new pledge class, too. I'm Jack. Tad: I'm Tad. Jack: I haven't seen you around before. Tad: Yeah, I don't remember seeing you, either. Jack: Oh. Well, can you get up? I mean, give it a try, at least. (he tries to help Tad up, but he looks to be in pain. He sets Tad back down.) All right, all right. Forget it, forget it. Just stay here, all right? I'll tell you what. I'm gonna, uh, I'm gonna go try and find a few of the guys. Tad: No, please. I don't want anyone to know about this. Jack: Why? Tad: They already hate me. I don't want to make it any worse. Jack: Who--who hates you? Tad: The brothers. Jack: That doesn't make any sense. I mean, if they hate you, why would they pledge you? Tad: My father, he's one of the founding members of the fraternity. I'm a legacy. They had to pledge me. Jack: But all the guys that I've met here have been really cool. I can't even believe that they would allow this. Tad: They've been on my case since day one. Jack: Why? Tad: Forget it. I'm fine. I just need to rest a bit. Jack: Tad. I'm not like the rest of the guys, all right? You can talk to me. Tad: No. I'm gonna get myself into more trouble. Jack: I'm serious, ok? Whatever it is, it's fine. Tad: I told my roommate that, uh, I had feelings for him. Jack: Yeah, so? Tad: So, I never should've done it. I mean, we got drunk. I just blurted it out, and I'm not even sure I meant it. I just thought that somehow he might feel the same way. Jack: I'm not quite gettin' it. This is a big deal deal because Tad: Because I'm gay. Jack: Yeah, I got that already. I'm right there with you, buddy. Tad: I don't believe you. Jack: It's true. All the guys, when they took me in as a pledge, they knew this. Which is why I'm shocked that they're treating you like this. But this shouldn't happen, man. We're living in the 21st century. Tad: Maybe you are. (he moves around like he's in pain) Jack: What's the matter? Tad: I need to sleep. Jack: You stay here. I'm gonna go get you some water. Tad: You're not calling for help, are you? Jack: No. No, I'm gonna get you some water. Tad: Jack? Jack: Yeah? Tad: You're a cool guy. A great addition to the house. I wish there were more like you. Jack: I'll be right back. (Jack goes into the other room and tries to call someone on his cell phone. As he's about to make the call, he notices the picture that broke earlier is now back in one piece. He picks up the frame and notices that Tad is one of the men in the picture.) No way. (He goes back to find Tad. The music has now changed back to current hits and Tad is gone.) [Grams' House Jack, Joey and Pacey sit around the living room, continuing their stories.] Pacey: Don't get me wrong, you guys. You do spin a scary yarn, but in my estimation, what the whole world needs is a good old-fashioned urban legend. Jack: Yeah, that's all we need-- more predictable stories about a guy with a hook for an arm that kills the amorous couple. Pacey: Hey, those stories exist for a reason, Jack. Joey: Right, to discourage teenagers from drinking and having sex in the woods. Pacey: Ok. Say what you will, but I have experienced a few of those time-tested tales in my day. Jack: See? This is further evidence of the double life that Pacey leads. You know, the fathoms of the sea and the seedy underbelly of the city. Pacey: Jack is absolutely correct. I have seen the dark side. And he's also right in that the scariest stuff does take place in the everyday, which the last time for me was this one night with Karen. Joey: Who's Karen? Pacey: Do you really want to have that conversation now? Joey: Uh, no. Sorry. Sugar high. Pacey: Ok. So, this one night, it was before all the drama reared its head. I'm giving her a ride home in Brecher's car. I'm just driving down the road Joey: Oh, let me guess, the road stretched out before you lit only by the full moon above? Pacey: Something like that, yes. So, here I am, giving her a ride home in Brecher's car... [Open road Pacey is driving Karen home in a Silver BMW.] Pacey: I gotta hand it to Brecher. This is a sweet ride. Karen: It's his wife's car, actually. His Porsche is in the shop. Pacey: You're kidding me. A Porsche? Karen: 9-11 turbo, black on black. Yet another reason to worship him. Pacey: I don't worship the guy. Karen: It's perfectly understandable. Pacey: What? Karen: Your little-boy crush on Danny. Pacey: Excuse me? Karen: Come on, I mean, it doesn't mean you're gay or anything. I mean, you know, he's charismatic, charming, cute. Pacey: I look up to the guy. That's it, ok? Karen: If you say so. Pacey: Look, Brecher is the only guy who's ever made me feel like I'm good at anything, and he's the only person I know who doesn't make me feel like a complete freak for not going to college, and if you knew anything about my life, which you don't, then you would know that that's deserving of no small amount of hero worship. Ok? (Pacey flashes his lights at a car passing with his headlights off.) Karen: What are you doing? Pacey: His lights were off. Karen: I don't think that was such a great idea. Pacey: That's the universal sign for "hey, buddy, your lights are off." Karen: It's also an invitation for trouble. Pacey: What are you talking about? Karen: No, I heard about this. It's like a gng initiation thing. No, I'm serious. They send out their new members in a car with the headlights turned off, and the first person who flashes their lights at them, they're supposed to hunt them down and run them off the road. It's a game to them. Pacey: All right. I don't know what Mad Max, post-apocalyptic universe you live in, but in mine, that's just simple driver courtesy. Karen: Fine. I'm making it up. Pacey: Now, I didn't say that you're making it up. It's just, you know, some people forget to turn on their lights. Karen: Hey, I hope I'm wrong. (she turns around and looks out the window) But I'm not. U-turn. Pacey: What? Karen: He's following us. Pacey: Ok. Now you're being paranoid. Karen: Am I? (Pacey looks in his rear view and sees the guy following) Pacey: What is this guy's problem? Karen: God, you just had to be the good Samaritan, didn't you? Pacey: Look, could you just save the tutorial for a little bit later, please? (the car behind slams into the BMW.) What the hell was that?! Karen: There's a truck stop ahead. Pacey: Where? Karen: Right there. (They pull off into the truck stop and park. They get out of the car and Pacey goes to the back to look at the damage.) Pacey: Damn! Oh, damn! Brecher is going to kll me. Karen: Yeah. I bet he's not going to take you to the prom anymore either. Pacey: Heh heh. You're gettin' funnier every minute, let me tell ya. Karen: (trying her cell phone) I can't get a signal. (she points inside the diner.) Pacey: [Sighs] Fine. (they go inside and walks up to the pay phone. Pacey picks up the receiver and Karen points to an Out of Order sign.) Karen: Well... why is this not surprising? (they walks into the middle of the diner, looking around. A waitress walks up to them.) Waitress: [Clears throat] Are you standin' or sittin'? Pacey: Uh, do you mind if we use your telephone? Waitress: (pointing to the pay phone) It's over there. Pacey: No. That one's out of order. Waitress: Well, then I guess you're out of luck, ain't ya? Pacey: [Sighs] Look, lady, I'm having Karen: Pacey. Pacey: Just a second. Karen: Pacey, look. Pacey: I'm having-- what?! Karen: Look. (she points to the black mustang that was chasing them, which is now parked outside next to Brecher's BMW.) Pacey: (to the patrons) Ok. Which one of you is it, huh? Which one of you inbred, redneck freaks smashed into my car? Huh? A show of hands. Maybe you, huh? In the jeans shirt. Man: (walking up) Get outta my place. Pacey: Oh, no, no. Someone in here smashed into my car. Man: Not my problem. Pacey: Oh, is your problem. Is everybody's Man: Leave! Pacey: Oh, my. You really should think about seeing a dentist. (they get back into the BMW and tear out of the place. After awhile on the road, Pacey breaks suddenly.) You have got to be kidding me. (the black mustang is up ahead, blocking the road, facing them.) Karen: Ok. What are you doing? Pacey: Just hold on. (Pacey revs the car. The mustang revs his car and they both take off towards each other, playing chicken. At the last minute, Pacey pulls the emergency break and the BMW skids out. The black mustang goes off into a ditch and crashes. Karen immediately gets out of the car.) Karen: Pop the trunk. Pacey: Hey. Where are you going? Karen: Just do it. Pacey: Lady, are you nuts? Ohh, I have got to start meeting less angry women. (Karen gets a bat out of the trunk and approaches the mustang.) Karen: Get out of the car! (She stands near the door with the bat raised. Pacey moves to open the door, leaving room for her to swing. He opens the door and they find the car empty.) Pacey: Ok. What do you say I drive you home now? Karen: Yeah. All right. Thanks for a lovely evening. [Grams' House Jack, Joey and Pacey sit around the living room telling stories.] Jack: So, I guess what we can conclude from this evening is that we can't offer much more of a thrill than the average slasher flick. Joey: You know, maybe what they say about our generation is true, how we've grown up immune to the media. Look at reality television. Suddenly, it's normal to see people guzzling blood on prime-time. Pacey: You're not going to distract us with this jaded prattle because Jack and I both know that you still check under the bed before you go to sleep. Jack: (as Grams walks in) Hey, Grams. Grams: Hello. I trust I'm not interrupting any unsavory activity here. Joey: Nope. We're as clean as they come, actually. We're just literally sitting around the fre telling ghost stories. Grams: Oh, well, you all haven't had enough life experience to tell a truly chilling tale. But, uh, if you novices think you can handle it, I think I might just have a good one. Jack: Uh, you're gonna be hard pressed to scare us, Grams. I mean, we're just a bunch of jaded cinephiles that don't even flinch at the sight of blood splattering all over the pavement anymore. Grams: Thank you for that sweet dream imagery, Jack. Now, then. A truly scary story should ht you where you live, find you in a safe place, and turn it into a den of nightmares. Pacey: Ok. Mission accomplished, Mrs. Ryan, 'cause I'm starting to feel a little freaked out. Grams: Good. My story-- actually, its Jennifer's story-- an experience that terrified her so deeply, she could never bear to relive the tale. It happened the first night she was on her own at the radio station. She was alone in the booth. It was getting on towards midnight. [Radio Station Jen is DJ'ing.] Jen: Ok, people. I'm back, and I've been saving one last song for you. (She puts a record of Marilyn Manson's Sweet Dreams on. She notices a twig from a tree outside hitting the glass. She goes outside to investigate, placing a trash can in the door way to prop it open. She goes around the building and sees the branch hitting the glass. She tries to reach it, but is just too short. After a few feeble attempts, she jumps up and snatches the branch, breaking it free. Just then she hears the door close in the distance. She goes back and find it blown closed. She pulls her student ID out of her pocket and tries to wedge it between the door, to unlock it. She is unsuccessful and the ID falls between the doors and inside. She goes around the back to the service entrance and that door is also locked. As she turns to leave, she sees a figure lurking in the shadows near the dumpster. It whispers, Jennifer.) What do you want? Why--why are you just standing there? Say something. (the figure falls forward and it's simply a mannequin. The record begins to skip and she rushes back to the front of the building. This time she is able to open the door. She pulls the needle off the record and turns her mic back on.) Oh! My apologies. A little scratch on the vinyl there, folks. This is Jen on WBCW, keeping you company all evening. I'm gonna cut to commercial and be right back. (She looks out the window, as she hears her name being whispered again, over and over. Suddenly a figure comes crashing through the window.) [Gram's House Grams is finishing her story.] Grams: Now, that... is a scary story. Well, you children have a good night now, hmm? (Jack, Joey and Pacey sit there in shock.) Oh, I-- I hope I didn't give you jaded cinephiles too much of a fright. Good night. Sweet dreams. (she goes off to bed.) Jack: So, I guess this is, uh, typically the time of night that we, you know, go to sleep. Pacey: Well, hey, don't let us stop you. Unless, of course, you're too afraid to go upstairs by yourself. Jack: Yeah. Unless, of course, you're--you're too scared to go to that creepy little floating house of yours. Pacey: No. Why would I be afraid? There's nothing to be afraid of. We were just going. The only reason we're still here is 'cause I wanted to tell you that when Dawson and Jenny get back, we should all get together. I'll cook for you. Jack: No, no, please. That's enough of the fear factor. Pacey: Ah heh heh. Yeah. That's funny. You see what you just earned yourself? You earned yourself contaminated food. So, what do you say, Jo? You wanna brave the "T"? Joey: Yeah, I'm willing to venture forth if you are. Pacey: Yeah, of course. Sure, let's go. Joey: But you are gonna walk in front of me, right? Pacey: Well, now, are you sure that you want me to do that? 'Cause if I walk in front of you, how are you gonna see the man that's gonna jump out of the bushes and sab you in the throat? Joey: Pacey, there is no man. Pacey: You're absolutely right. I'm all for gender equality. It could be a woman. Some, green-eyed Angelina Jolie type. Actually, that could be pretty interesting. Joey: Can we just go before it strikes midnight and Grams emerges looking for her lost head? Jack: See? I knew the grams thing runs deep. I knew it. Pacey: I tell ya, sweet Mrs. Ryan is nothing compared to what we got in store for us. Joey: Laugh all you want, Pace. But you are my escort. (Someone is looking in the window at Pacey, Joey and Jack. We hear a faint whisper of Jennifer as it fades to black.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x05 - Four Scary Stories"}	foreverdreaming
#506 - Use Your Disillusion [Leery Residence Gale is folding some blankets when Dawson walks in.] Dawson: (Dawson holds a clumpy, spidery looking thing up.) I got it. (Gale screams) It's a hairball. Sorry. Just thought you wanted to know the tub is fixed. Gale: Thanks honey. But for future reference, I do not need to see the offending clogging object. Dawson: Sorry. Um, so the tub is fixed, I paid all the bills for next month Uhh What else? Oh, I could get Lily a new pacifier. She chewed the last one pretty good. Gale: Sweetie, why don't you take a break? Dawson: I don't need a break. Just tell me what needs to get done. Gale: No, nothing needs to get done. That's just it. I don't need you to do anything right now. So, why about taking Joey up on her offer? She's been calling here almost every day asking her to go see her. Dawson: Yeah, but it's just been so hectic around here. There's something else I've been forgetting to do Gale: Honey? I'm okay. You can go away for a couple of days. I will not fall apart. So go to Boston. See your friends. Lily and I will be right here when you come back. (Gale walks out of the room. Dawson stares at the phone with trepidation.) [Boston Joey and Audrey are jogging through the park. Audrey is jogging quite spastically and completely out of breathe. Joey jogs along quite normally.] Audrey: So, every morning, when you go out for a job, you're actually Joey: Jogging. Yes. Audrey: You're not just ditching me to go have some Iced Cap frappy thing by yourself? Joey: Nope. Audrey: Because you realize, I never would have signed on for this little bonding session if I thought that real exercise was involved. (She collapses into a park bench as Joey continues.) Must sit. (Joey realizes she's jogging alone and turns around to join Audrey.) Joey: Okay, well let's review. He'll show up around 1, we'll watch movies, we'll order some pizza, it'll just be me and him, no pressure at all. I'll keep everything low key. Audrey: Low key doesn't generally involve such a carefully planned itinerary, but whatever. Joey: Yeah, but I'm just planning it out in case things do get weird, you know? I mean, there's a plan there waiting for me, no thinking on my feet required. We should probably order the movies before he gets here just in case he doesn't want to go out, and that's probably a better idea, right? Audrey: What are you so nervous about? It's just Dawson. You guys have like known each other since you were placenta. Joey: Exactly. It's Dawson. My best friend in the entire world who needs me right now more than he probably ever has and that's a lot of pressure. You know, what if I mess up and I say all the wrong things and at the end of the day I'm not enough. Audrey: Okay, so you have a smidge of performance anxiety. No big thing. I've seen it a couple of times myself. Joey: It's not that. I'm not afraid I'm gonna botch up my lines in some stupid play. I'm afraid I'm gonna botch up my entire future with the only I'm just I want him to have a relaxing, good visit. Audrey: Well, why don't you wait until he gets here. Maybe you can ask him what he wants to do. Joey: That's putting him on the spot. Making decisions is stressful and I I just don't want him to feel any stress of any kind. Audrey: So, you're not planning on bring up the whole Joey: No. God, no. I'm not gonna bring up the kiss, I'm not gonna bring up the whole moving to Boston thing. There will be no talking whatsoever. Audrey: Sounds like a party. Joey: Parties are stressful. Wilder: (riding up on a bike) Joey Potter. The girl I was looking for. Joey: Hey. Wilder: Quick, Rose Lazare. Joey: Uh famous dad writer from the 20s, like Dorothy Parker, but not. Wilder: Yes. Ding, ding, ding. Rose Lazare's husband? Joey: Mr. Lazare? Wilder: Yes, but also dad. Just died in fact. Which means Joey: We're very sad? Wilder: No. I mean, yes, but no. It means that the estate of Rose Lazare no longer belongs to her spouse, but the establishment which it was willed to. Which is? Joey: Please stop this. Wilder: Worthington! Did you know she went here? Well she did. Anyway, the real news is, I have been chosen out of all of the department heads to inventory her estate. Joey: Wow! Congratulations! I have no idea what that means. Wilder: It means that everything she's ever written, her unpublished works, books she never finished, short stories no one has ever read we get to go through it all and hopefully find a hidden gem worth publishing. Joey: We? Wilder: I'm putting together a team five students to help with the sifting, the cataloguing, the filing, and you're gonna be part of that team. Say yes. Audrey: Yes. Yes! Joey: Yes, absolutely. God, I would love to. Wilder: Great. Great. I'm gonna have a party at my house tomorrow night to celebrate. You'll meet the rest of the team. Joey: Oh wait, I can't tomorrow night. I have a friend coming into town. Wilder: Bring her. Joey: Him, and I would, but he just had a death in the family and I don't think it would be a good idea. Wilder: You're off the team. Joey: What? Wilder: Kidding, you're still on the team. But try to make it. I'm serving Brie. (he rides off on his bike) Audrey: I love Brie. Joey: I'm on a team? Audrey: (watching Wilder go) You think it's too late to transfer into his class? Joey: (dragging her to continue jogging) Come on! Audrey: He's hot! [Charlie's dorm Jen is sitting on the edge of the bed strumming on a guitar, while Charlie gives her a massage.] Jen: Is that your elbow? Because it's it's kinda digging into me. Charlie: It's called Rolfing. It's a more intense version of massage. You know, I can stop if you want. Jen: No, no, it's just that I prefer the traditional Swedish massage. It feels good. No elbows necessary. Hey, what are you doing tomorrow night? Charlie: I'm working at the station, why? Jen: I wanted you to go see this play with me. It's a requirement for one of my classes. Charlie: I'm sorry. But if you want, you can come by afterwards and reenact all the good parts for me. Naked, of course. Jen: Yeah, of course. I'm sure that Shakespeare always intended to have his work performed in the flesh. Charlie: Hey, that's right. He knew that was the only way to keep his audience awake during all of those draggy speeches. Jen: Those draggy speeches, as you call them, actually happen to be quite beautiful. Charlie: Not half as beautiful as you are. (he kisses her neck) Jen: Mmm, nice save, cheeseball. (enjoying his attention) That part of the Rolfing, I like that. (he takes the guitar away from her and they begin kissing) [Restaurant Kitchen. Pacey and Danny are working hard on something.] Danny: You're not using your wrist. Pacey: I am using my wrist. Show me again. Danny: Me doing it for you is not going to teach you anything. Pacey: Oh, will you just show me what I'm doing wrong? Danny: (they finally show what Pacey and Danny are working on bouncing quarters into a glass) You gotta bounce it. (he bounces the quarter into the glass) Pacey: You're my hero. You realize that? You are my hero! (Karen comes into the back and Danny tries to cover what they've been doing) Danny: That's good, Pacey, Pacey, that's right, just keep stirring the sauce. Stir the sauce. Karen: Save it, because I can smell the male bonding from behind the door. And the odor is pungent. Pacey: Well, maybe that's just my pheromones calling to you. Karen: Maybe you need a stronger deodorant. (She bounces a quarter into the glass and walks out. Pacey watches her go.) Danny: Good luck, my friend. I've seen better men try and fail. Pacey: Ah yes, but did they have a 50 foot yacht to lure her with? See, that makes me fancy. Danny: See, I keep hearing about this famous boat. When do I get to see this? Pacey: Whenever you like, man. Danny: Cool. How about this? How about you lend me the boat tomorrow night and I'll take the wife out for a romantic evening and I'll give you the night out. Pacey: Done. Danny: Great. Great. Emily's gonna love this. She's been wanting a night out. Pacey: Anytime you want to use it. (Pacey bounces a quarter into the glass and he throws his arms up in victory. Danny picks him up and they cheer.) [Frat House Jack and two other guys are playing pool.] Moskowitz: My older brother told me that during initiation week, his phone rang 32 times in one day. Jack: Calling to do what? Moskowitz: To do anything. Call you to clean the pledge master's room. Tie their shoes. Make them breakfast. Guy #2: What if you're in class. Moskowitz: Gotta go man. Make up some excuse, like your bowels are going crazy or what not. Jack: Yo, yo, I heard that if you can guess Polar Bear's real name, you're automatically in. Moskowitz: Get out? Jack: It's what I heard. Moskowitz: Dude, what do you think his name is? Jack: I don't know, but it's probably something stupid like, John. Moskowitz: Seriously, what about Derrick? He looks like a Derrick. Jack: He does. Guy #2: Or maybe his real initials are P.B. Like Perry Bastille. (they both look at him weird) He could be French. Jack: (shaking his head, laughing) Shut up. Guy #2: What? (they laugh) Moskowitz: What about Ryan? Ryan or Eric. (Jack looks out the window and sees Tobey outside) Jack: Tobey? Moskowitz: What the hell kind of name is Tobey? (Jack rushes over to Tobey entering the room) Jack: What are you doing here? Tobey: Jen said I would find you here. Surprise. Jack: Yeah! This is amazing. I can't believe you're actually in Boston. Oh my God. Hey, I'd like you to meet some of my pledges. Guys, this is my boyfriend, Tobey. Tobey: Hey. Moskowitz: Right on. (a phone rings and they all check theirs.) Jack: (checking his phone) Not me. Moskowitz: Me. (answering) What's up? Yeah, yeah, I got it. Guy #2: Who is it? Jack: What do they want? Moskowitz: Which one? Yeah, yeah, I'm out. I'm out. (he hangs up) Later, guys. Tobey: What's all the excitement? Jack: I'll explain on the way home. We're gonna get out of here, man. Guy #2: Alright, later. Jack: Later. Guy #2: Take care bro. Tobey: Nice meeting you. Guy #2: Nice meeting you. [Boston Jack and Tobey are walking back to Grams' house.] Tobey: Wait, they can't tie their own shoe? Jack: Ahh, it's just a hazing thing. I mean, compared to what they used to do to pledges, this is a piece of cake. Tobey: I guess I should take comfort in that. I mean, you could be doing strange things to cattle. Jack: What?! Tobey: Whatever! I saw something on HBO. Jack: No, no, no, it's not like that. Hell week is, hell week is nothing more than a way to bond all the pledges together. I mean, that's the way I look at it. Tobey: Well, it sounds like you're having fun. Jack: Oh, I am. I am. It's just that this week is gonna be insane. I just wish I would have known you were going to be here. I mean, I'm psyched that you're here, it's just, you know I just won't have as much time to spend with you as I'd like. Tobey: Yeah, but you will have SOME time, right? Jack: Of course. I will make time. I tell you what. Tomorrow we'll tour Boston, anything you want. I just have one obligation in the morning and then I am all yours. Tobey: Cool. All right. [Joey's Dorm Audrey has her feet up on a desk painting her toes. Joey is using some spray cleaner to clean the desk with.] Audrey: Jo? You just 409'd my face. Joey: Sorry. Audrey: What happened to low-key, no stress? Joey: What happened to you leaving before he gets here? Audrey: It's like 12:48. I have plenty of time to finish doing my nails. (a knock on the door) So. I'll be going now. (Joey opens the door and hugs Dawson. Audrey edges past them without even looking at Dawson.) Hi gorgeous. Bye gorgeous. Dawson: Bye Audrey. (they walk inside and close the door) She still weird? Joey: Getting weirder every day. Dawson: So how are you? Joey: I'm great. I mean, I'm okay. Dawson: School good? Joey: Yeah. I mean, my professor told me about this project that sounds, sounds pretty amazing. (pause) Well, it's really, it's not that big a deal. I mean, it's actually kind of confusing to me. Not that you'd be confused by it. It's just, it's hard to explain, but How are you? Dawson: I'm okay. Joey: Before I forget, I have something for you. I got this at the bookstore. Umm (hands him a book called How to deal with your parents death) I dunno, I just thought that I would have liked if somebody had gotten it for me when my Mom Dawson: Thank you. It looks very helpful. (Him and Joey begin to talk at the same time. They both stop.) Have a bunch of what? Joey: Oh, umm, I got a bunch of movies. I thought that we could watch them and you know, hang out. Dawson: All day? Joey: Oh, no, I mean. We don't have to. Dawson: You know what? That's a great idea. I'm kinda bat. Joey: I thought you might be. Dawson: You were right. Joey: Well, what movie do you want to watch first? [Grams' House Jen is on the phone.] Jen: I'm telling you Pace, you're gonna love it. (pause) Why do you need to know what the play is? If I tell you that you're gonna love it, chances are, you are gonna (pause) What, you don't trust me? (pause) Fine, it's Shakespeare. (she pulls the phone away from her ear and talks only into the receiver) Okay, great, so I'll pick you up at 7, see you later on tonight, bye! (she hangs up and greets Tobey who just walked in) Men, I swear, you gotta ram culture down their throats. What are you doing here? I thought that you were meeting Jack at Newberry? Tobey: Yeah, I thought so, too, but he's not there. I figured maybe I messed up and we were supposed to meet back here. But I guess (he looks around) Jen: (sighs) I can't believe he flaked on you for those frat morons. Tobey: He didn't flake. He's just running late. That's all. It's no big deal. Jen: Tobey, it is a big deal. You're here for one weekend. The very least he can do is loosen his grip on his beer bong and just be on time. Tobey: It's not like that. He had an obligation. Jen: I'm telling you, he's obsessed. Tobey: He's not obsessed. He's happy. Jen: He is turning into a pod person. Tobey: Come on, Jack doesn't have the pod mentality. Trust me. Well, I better be getting back. I'm sure he's probably waiting for me, wondering where I'm at. Jen: See ya. Tobey: See ya. [Joey's Dorm Joey and Dawson sit and watch Charlie's Angel's.] Joey: Want another slice of pizza? Dawson: No, thank you. Joey: Want another Coke? I could run down to the machine. Dawson: No, I'm good. (On the TV, a terrible accident is taking place during the movie. Dawson turns away as Joey frantically tries to shut it off. She eventually gets the TV off.) Joey: I just, I went right to the Comedy section without even realizing it. You must think I'm the most insensitive idiot on the planet. Dawson: I would never think that. It's okay. Joey: No, it's not okay, Dawson, because this is your time to freak out and I am totally robbing you of that by making this about me when it isn't and I know that it isn't and Dawson: And I know that you know. Joey: See, there you go again, you're doing my job. I'm supposed to be the one making you feel better. Dawson: You're not supposed to be doing anything. Joey: I just kinda wanted to make this a really relaxing weekend for you. Oh, maybe Audrey was right. Maybe we should have just gone out. Dawson: Let's go out. Joey: Now? Dawson: Why not? Joey: Okay, well, my professor is throwing this thing at his house that could be kind of fun. Apparently there's gonna be Brie. Dawson: I love Brie. Joey: Everybody does. Okay. I'll grab my coat. [Boston Jen and Pacey are walking down the street.] Pacey: Karen, she is smart, she is feisty. I can definitely feel the love connection. Jen: Oh yeah? Is she flirting with you? Pacey: Well, if we were to go back to the third grade definition of flirting Jen: Hair pulling, name calling, general nastiness? Pacey: Yes. If that were the definition, than we definitely got it going on. Jen: God, I am so glad I'm not single anymore. Pacey: And then there's Danny. I'm telling you, you could not create a more perfect boss. I think I finally found my mentor. Jen: That is fantastic, Pace. What's he like? Pacey: He's just like me, only older. Jen: Wait, your mentor, the guy who could supposedly guide you through your life, is just an older version of you? Pacey: Yep. Jen: So what you're saying is, when you grow up, you just want to be yourself? Pacey: Yeah. I'm very well adjusted. (they stop in front of a restaurant and Jen sees Charlie inside with a girl.) Jen: Oh my God. (Pacey looks through the window) Pacey: Isn't that your boyfriend? Jen: Yeah. Pacey: I thought he was working tonight? Jen: That's what he told me. Pacey: Oh. Well. That's funny. We should probably get off to the play Now just wait a second. Hold on! What are you going to do? Jen: I'm gonna go in there and bat his ass. Pacey: Easy, Thelma. Now you don't know what's going on in there. Okay, that does not necessarily Jen: He told me that he was working! Pacey: Volume! Please, volume, okay? Now obviously the two of you have had a slight miscommunication, but you are far too upset right now to deal with this. So why don't we just go off to this play, which, I might remind you, is a requirement for your schooling. So tomorrow, you give him a call, he explains Jen: What type of possible explanation Pacey: Volume! Maybe he won't explain, but either way, you'll be calmer, more rational, and ultimately happier that you waited, because when you do, you have gained the upper hand, okay? Jen: Fine. (she rushes towards the door and Pacey grabs her, and throws her over his shoulder) Let me go! Mmph! (Charlie and the mystery girl look out the window, but too late to see Jen.) [Restaurant Tobey and Jack sit quietly during dinner. Neither are even looking at the other.] Jack: Is this how you're gonna be all night? Tobey: You could have called. Jack: I told you, I wanted to. But since you refuse to buy a cell phone for reasons I still don't understand Tobey: Brain tumors! Jack: The point is that, I had no way of letting you know that I was gonna be late. Tobey: You couldn't stop what you were doing? Jack: No, I couldn't. Tobey: Why? What were you doing? Jack: I uhh, I can't tell you that. It's part of the rules. I know it sounds stupid Tobey: Whatever. Jack: Don't do that. Don't get all girlfriendy on me. Tobey: You know, I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that last comment. Jack: Yeah, sorry. I didn't mean that. Tobey: Why don't you just, not say it again? Jack: Okay. You look really great. Tobey: Really? Thanks. Jack: I missed you. Tobey: I missed you, too. (Jack's cell rings) Jack: Sorry. (answering) Yeah? (pause) Uh-huh. (pause) Now? I'm kinda in the middle of something. (pause) Well how important? Cause, my friend's only in time for a little bit. Tobey: It's okay. Jack: Hold on, hold on, hold on. (to Tobey) Really? They say it's only going to take a half an hour. Tobey: Go. Jack: (into phone) I'll be there. Okay. Later! (hangs up) You are amazing, you know that, right? Tobey: That's what all the boys say. Jack: Tell you what. Meet me back at the house in a half an hour. It's still early, so then we can do whatever you want. Tobey: Okay, have fun. (he leans forward for a kiss, but Jack rushes out) [Theater Jen and Pacey climb over people to their seats.] Pacey: Excuse me. Whoa. Okay. Ooh. Othello, huh? You think you can give me the Cliff's Notes version? Jen: Othello is about a man who is convinced that his wife is cheating on him, so he kills her and then he kills himself. (Jen gets up and leaves. Pacey follows.) [Wilder's House Joey and Dawson walk in.] Wilder: Joey, you made it. (Joey waves) Joey: You want to come meet my professor? Dawson: No, I'm gonna see what's in the kitchen first. Joey: Do you want me to come with you? Dawson: Hold my hand? Joey: I'll be over here. Dawson: Okay. (Dawson goes into the bathroom and washes his face.) [Boston Jen and Pacey are back outside the restaurant. Jen has basically pushed Pacey all the way there, because he's been trying to block her.] Pacey: I just wanted it noted for the record that I think this is a very, very bad idea. Jen: You said that already. (she shoves him out of the way) Pacey: (he tries to hold her back, but she pushes him into the restaurant completely) No, no, but I want it noted for the record, like you know, make it official. You know, go home and type it up, maybe. Jen: (approaching the table quickly) Charlie Todd? What a coincidence. Oh my God. (to a table near by) Do you guys mind if I borrow this chair for a second. Thank you. (she drags it over to Charlie's table) Jen: Hi. Hi. How are you? (noticing two glasses of coffee with whipped cream on top) Ooh, coffee. You know, I would really love a cup of coffee. Do you mind if I ? (grabs one) I really do hope this is iced. (she dumps it in Charlie's lap.) Charlie: What are you..? Jen: (spooning whipped cream from the second coffee into Charlie's lap) How about some whipped cream, huh? That is really tasty stuff. Charlie: Jennifer Lindley. Meet Elise Todd, my sister. Elise, this is Jen, the girl I was telling you about. Elise: Hi. Jen: Your sister? (Pacey laughs from the host stand) I'm so Ohh. [Frat House Jack and Moskowitz and 2 are waiting around.] Moskowitz: Your vibes all tweaked, man. What's going on? Jack: Nothing. I'm just wondering how much longer this is gonna take. Moskowitz: Well, they're sending us in one at a time. My guess is we're being fitted for blazers. Guy #2: Or getting our keys to the house. Moskowitz: It's possible. Word is on the street is that tomorrow is our last day. Jack: Initiation's tomorrow? I thought we had, like, a whole other week left. Moskowitz: That's just what I'm hearing. I could be wrong. Jack: Oh, I hope you are, 'cause if I have to come back in here tomorrow, I am in the dog house for certain. Moskowitz: Man troubles? Jack: No, no, no. Moskowitz: Let me guess. He's not really diggin' you spending all your time with the fellas. He's wantin' to know where you been and what are you up to. Jack: It's a little more complicated than that, all right? Moskowitz: Dude, my girlfriend is the same way. Guy #2: Mine keeps asking me what we do here. I'm all, "if I told you that, you'd be one of my brothers." Moskowitz: You gotta draw the line for him, Jack-O. Guy #2: He's right. Jack: Guys, come on. I mean, he flew all the way out here just to see me. Moskowitz: Yeah, what's that about? He's pretending this is some sweet move, when really it's a hostile takeover. Guy #2: Thank you. Moskowitz: If he cared, he would have called first, made sure the timing was right, then booked the flight. Jack: Well, maybe he just wanted to surprise me. Moskowitz: What kind of weak-ass move was that? He said, "oh, hey, surprise. Here I am." Now, you gotta spend all your time with me, and you can't go meet anyone new. Jack: Well, what are you saying, that he came out here to check up on me? There's no way. Moskowitz: He's a clever dude, man. He is well aware of the hot guy quotient at this campus. Do you think little Tobey doesn't know that you could have your pick of the litter? Guy #2: You do dress well. Jack: Thanks. Moskowitz: Dump the chump and move on with your life. Guy #2: Plenty of other fish in the sea, dude. Moskowitz: It's time to go swimmin'. Guy #2: Be the shark. [Wilder's House Dawson is in the kitchen, watching Joey. A girl walks up to him.] Girl: You look thirsty. You want a glass of wine or something? Dawson: No. Actually, where'd you get that bottle of water? Girl: Oh, here. Take mine. (Dawson drinks her water) Don't worry. I have no germs to speak of. I Listerine, like, 5 times a day. I'm totally addicted. So, what's your name? Do you go to Worthington? Dawson: No, I'm sorry-- is it warm in here? I'm--I'm really warm. Are you warm? Girl: You want me to open a window? Dawson: Yeah, that would be great. Thank you. (she opens the window, but when she turns around, he's gone.) Dawson: (approaching Joey) I'm sorry. We have to go. Joey: Is everything ok? Dawson: I'm fine. Joey: Oh, professor Wilder, this is Dawson: I'm sorry. I have to go right now. Joey: Uh, I'm really sorry. (outside) Dawson, what's going on? Dawson: I don't know. I just-- I couldn't stay in that house for another second. I'm sorry. Joey: That's fine, it's just you're the one who wanted to go out. Dawson: I know. I know. The other day I was-- I was in the grocery store, just waiting in line, and I couldn't wait anymore. There were only 2 people in front of me, and I just-- I knew if it didn't get out of the store that second, I felt like I was gonna explode. It's just the weirdest feeling. It's like a total, complete loss of control. Joey: But you didn't lose it. You held it in and you walked out. Dawson: Yeah, but I hate not knowing where that feeling came from. I mean, it's just-- it's just this random emotion. It just completely blindsided me out of nowhere. Joey: Is that how you felt tonight? Dawson: Yeah. I wanted to go out. I did. I wanted to get out. But as soon as we walked-- the second we walked through that door, I didn't want to be out anymore. I just, like, changed my mind. I just completely changed my mind for no good reason. Joey: Listen, that's allowed. It's allowed. Dawson: I know, but it was, like, a million degrees in there, too, right? I mean it was hot in there, right? Joey: Yeah. It was. Dawson: Yeah. I mean, that did-- that didn't help. Joey: You know, maybe you're getting sick. Flu's going around. Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, that-- that's probably it. It's... would you mind if we just went back to the dorms? Joey: No. That's fine. Dawson: Great. [Boston Jen and Charlie are walking down the street.] Jen: So, I saw you holding her hand, and I don't know, I--I just Charlie: I was looking at her engagement ring. Jen: Oh, wow. She got engaged? That's so nice. Charlie: Yeah. I'll be sure to congratulate her for you. Jen: Ok, look. In all fairness-- not that I deserve fairness of any kind-- but--but you did tell me that you would be working. Charlie: My shift got switched, all right? I was gonna call you, but I knew that you'd be at the play. Then my sister called me and told me that she had big news. And the rest... well, it's on my pants. Jen: I can wash those for you. In fact, I could do your laundry for a week. A month. A month. I can do your laundry for a whole month. How's that for an apology? Charlie: That's a start. Jen: I screwed up. I'm sorry. Charlie: Listen, Jen, you have to learn to trust me. I mean, think about it, all right? What if I would have seen you with your friend Pacey? Would it have been cool for me to just jump to conclusions? Jen: No. Charlie: No. And I wouldn't have. Why? Because I trust you. Because I realize that we have something very special here. Jen: You are absolutely, 100% right. Charlie: Of course I'm right. I'm always right. Jen: Hmm. Gonna let that one slide, but only because you have whipped cream on your crotch. Charlie: Yeah, yeah. Come here. Come here. Jen: I'm sorry. [Gram's House Tobey is watching TV when Jack walks in. He tentatively approaches the couch.] Jack: I am so sorry. Tobey: Forget it, Jack. I don't care what you were doing. Jack: No, listen. We were Tobey: I said I don't care! I don't wanna hear it! Jack: How can I make this better, huh? Huh? Come on. What do you want me to do? Tobey: I want you to tell me the truth. I want to hear you say that your fraternity is more important to you than I am. It's true, isn't it? Jack: It's just not that easy, Tobey. You're here for one weekend. I'm--I'm here for 4 years. What am I supposed to do when you leave tomorrow? Huh? Wait around till I can scrape up some money to go see you? We're supposed to do that for how long? Tobey: Until--I don't know! Jack: Look, I need to develop a social life here, all right? And I have. And for the first time in my life, I'm doing it while being honest and-- and open about who I am. I didn't even have to compartmentalize myself to anyone to make it easier on them. Tobey: What are you talking about? Jack: When I first moved to Capeside, ok, everyone got to know me as Andie's brother. And then it was Joey's artist boyfriend. And then I told everyone I was gay, and suddenly, for the rest of high school, that's all I was. Jack, the gay guy. Tobey: That is not all that you were to them. Jack: Well, maybe not, but that's how it felt. So, when Sigma Epsilon asked me to pledge, I wanted to tell them the truth up front, ok? Right away, so I didn't have to go through all that again. Look, the amazing thing was that these guys already knew, and they didn't care, all right? They wanted me to join their fraternity knowing everything there is to know about me. Tobey, they wanted me. So now I just get to be Jack. No labels. I mean, I thought you of all people would understand how important this is to me. God! I guess maybe they were right. Tobey: What--they who? You talked about our relationship with total strangers?! Jack: No, they're my friends! Tobey: You just met them, Jack. My God, just because they know you're gay doesn't mean they know you. And they certainly don't know me. How could you think that they would understand what our relationship is about? Jack: Whoa, whoa! Relationship problems are universal. You don't have to be gay to understand the concept of a jealous boyfriend! Tobey: You think I'm jealous of your frat buddies? Jack: If that's not it, then what is it? Tobey: I want to be a priority. Jack: You are. Tobey: No, not one of your priorities. It is not enough that I make the top 3. You come first to me. No matter what I'm doing, or--or how far away I am, you are my first priority. I--I wonder what you're up to. I think about ways that I can make you laugh with a stupid e-mail or a care package. I think about you. God, when I'm with you, when I am not with you, no matter what is going on in my life, you are my first priority. But...clearly, I am not to you. Not anymore. And that's the truth, isn't it? (he walks out) [Restaurant Pacey starts work in the kitchen when Karen walks in.] Pacey: Ah, Karen Torres, the light of my life. The cherry flavored Kool-Aid in my cup. Karen: Morning, freak. Pacey: How is it that we always end up working the same shift together? You think its fate? Destiny working in our favor? Karen: Or could it be the fact that you check to see what my shifts are before asking for yours? Pacey: That is a very cynical way of looking at it. It's true, but cynical. (she smiles a little at Pacey and walks out) And she smiles. My day is made. Emily: (walking in) Danny's not here yet? Pacey: Uh, no, he's not. May I Emily: Emily. Danny's wife. I'd shake your hand, but I don't want to get you sick. Pacey: I guess that means last night wasn't too much fun, huh? Emily: Not unless you call going through 8 boxes of Kleenex fun. Anyway, Danny left his wallet home again, so here. Nice meeting you, Pacey. Danny's been talking about you nonstop. Apparently, you're his new favorite. (She leaves. Pacey thinks about the situation.) [Joey's Dorm Dawson is packing his bag.] Joey: Don't forget your toothbrush. Dawson: It's in there. Joey, thank you. Joey: For what? Dawson: For taking me in, getting me out. All evidence to the contrary, you really did make me feel better. Joey: I did? Dawson: Yeah. Of course you did. (they hug) So, I should get going. Joey: You know, you're welcome here any time, Dawson. Dawson: All right. I'll, uh-- I'll call you soon. (Dawson leaves, and Joey leans against the door. She walks towards her bed and finds the book she gave Dawson laying on it.) [Gram's House Jen and Tobey stand outside waiting for Tobey's cab to come. Tobey continues to look down the street for Jack.] Jen: I don't think he's coming, Tobey. Tobey: I know. I just can't help looking. What is that? Jen: What is what? Tobey: That stupid fantasy you have where the guy who broke your heart suddenly realizes he's made the biggest mistake of his life, and he finds you? Wherever you are, he comes running up to you, and he says, "I can't live without you. You are my entire universe, and if you don't take me back right now, I will never love anyone again." Where's this fantasy come from? Jen: Movies. Television. And that little place in your heart that harbors hope. He's gonna regret this, you know. (the cab pulls up) Tobey: Yeah, maybe. Maybe not. The thing is, we tell ourselves that to make ourselves feel better, but the truth is, somebody always gets hurt worse... every breakup. This time it's me. Come here. (they hug) Gotta go. Oh, hold onto that Charlie. He seems like he could be a good egg. Jen: I will. Tobey: I really thought he'd come. Jen: Come on. [Restaurant Pacey is working when Danny comes in. He sets a cup of a coffee down for Pacey.] Danny: (turning Pacey's hat around) I left the keys to your boat in your drawer. Pacey: Thank you. Danny: No, thank you. My wife had a fantastic time. (he walks off and Pacey watches him go.) Pacey: I'm glad. [Grams' House Jen is packing a basket with food when Jack walks in. He is wearing his Sigma Ep blazer.] Jack: I did it. I'm officially a brother! Whoo! Jen: Congratulations. You officially suck. Jack: Whatever. I gotta go-- I gotta go change. Jen: You broke his heart. Do you care? Because you don't seem too bent out of shape about it. Jack: Jen, what do you want from me? Jen: I want you to take a second and think about what you gave up today. Jack: You--you don't think that I know? Jen: I have no idea. I mean, I don't even feel like I know you anymore. We haven't really been friends since you got involved with this--this frat. Jack: Or maybe since you started seeing Charlie. Jen: That's not fair. Jack: Why should I be fair, Jen? You haven't been fair to me in months. Jen: Is this about us? Because I thought it was about you and Tobey. Jack: It's all the same! Look, we are all growing apart, ok? So maybe I wanted to spare Tobey a little bit of pain. Jen: What does that mean? Jack: It means I-- I want to--I want to meet new people, ok? I want to have new experiences, and I don't want to have to worry about-- about hurting somebody else in the process. Jen: Well, maybe you should have told him that. Jack: I'm telling you that. Jen: Ok. I have to go. Um... Charlie has a class and I have to Jack: Yeah. [Charlie's Dorm Jen enters the building with her basket of food and a Sorry balloon. As she walks around the corner, she sees Charlie come out of his room with some girl. Jen ducks back behind the wall, pulling the balloon out of sight. She peeks back around the corner as Charlie pins the girl against the wall and kisses her. He goes back into his room and the girl walks past Jen and out of the building.] [Joey's Dorm Joey is laying on her bed as Audrey jumps up and down and stretches, preparing for their morning jog.] Audrey: Ok... ok, Potter, let's go. I got my portable fan, I got my water bottle, I got my new glittery lipstick, which, by the way, rocks! I am ready to jog! And you're not happy. Joey: No, I am happy. That's the problem. Audrey: Uh-huh. Because you're neurotic? Joey: No. Because I shouldn't be happy. I mean, my best friend in the entire world just left. I haven't seen him in almost a month, and as soon as he walked out of the door I felt relieved. How horrible is that? Audrey: It's not horrible. That's honest. Joey: Why do I feel so guilty? (Audrey sits on Joey's bed and rubs her leg in compassion. She notices Dawson's book.) Audrey: Yeah... he didn't want the book? Joey: I don't know. Maybe he forgot it, or maybe it was his way of telling me to butt out, but, I mean, truthfully, I didn't think the book would even help. Audrey: Why'd you get it then? Joey: Well, because-- because I knew that as soon as I saw him everything that I wanted to say to him would get totally fumbled and I would forget the words, and I wanted him to know how I felt. And I didn't want to write an e-mail because it just-- it's so impersonal, and... The thought of writing a letter just felt weird. Audrey: No. Agreed. Actual letters have a very grandma... hokey... sleep away camp kinda feel to 'em. Joey: Right. So, I got him this book, and I wrote this inscription, and now he'll never read it. And all he'll remember from this weekend is what a big freak I was, and all I'll remember is how I feel right now, which is just-- is thoroughly exhausted. Audrey: What do you say we skip the jog and go straight for the iced cap frappy thing? Joey: I'll change my clothes. (she goes into the bathroom.) Hey, Audrey... thank you. Audrey: (throwing Joey her lipstick) Hey... try the glitter lipstick. It's really fun. Joey: Ok. (Audrey opens the book and reads the inscription. Joey's voice over) Dear Dawson, when something like this happens, you wanna reach out and grab the people around you, the ones who matter the most. The ones you take for granted all the time. And you want to take those people and hold onto them as tight as you can, tell them how precious they are to you, how knowing them makes your life better every single day that you're living it. Because when something like this happens, you realize how awful it would be if they didn't know, if they weren't aware of the profound effect they've had on your life. So, I want to take this moment to tell you that I love you, Dawson, and I'm here for you... now, forever, and every day in between. Love, Joey. [End credits.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x06 - Use Your Disillusion"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 507 - High Anxiety [Scene: Doctor's Office. Dawson is in finishing an exam.] Dawson: Just a complete loss of control. So there's nothing wrong with me? Dr. Reiss: Everything is fine, kiddo. Blood, EKG, all normal. Anything else I should know about? Dawson: I, um... I've been having these episodes. Uh, well, attcks, really... where I get all sweaty and I feel like I'm gonna pass out. Dr. Reiss: Have you ever passed out? Dawson: No, but... I've come close. Dr. Reiss: How long has this been going on? Dawson: Um, a couple of weeks. Dr. Reiss: [Sighs] Dawson... how long has it been since your father died? Dawson: About a month. Am I going crazy? Dr. Reiss: You're not crazy, Dawson. Stress manifests itself in all kinds of ways, and anything as significant as the loss of a parent could easily trigger what you're experiencing. Dawson: I don't think it's that, though. I mean, you know, it was... tough, but I've been dealing as well as anyone could. Dr. Reiss: Well, these episodes could be how you're dealing. Look, this-- this isn't my area, but I know a doctor in Boston who I think can help you. She specializes in things like this... grief, loss of a loved one. Dawson: You mean a shrink? Dr. Reiss: Yeah. [He talks into his intercom] Tracy... Dawson needs to see dr. Weir. Weir is the best in Boston. Dawson: Is there someone closer? 'Cause I really have to kind of stay near my mom. Dr. Reiss: The only other place would be in providence. Look...trust me. Weir is worth the trip. [Tracy comes in carrying a note] Tracy: You're all set. 5:00 tomorrow. Dr. Reiss: Dr. Reiss: Great. Let me know how it goes. Dawson: All right. Thanks. Joey: Hey. Audrey: Hey. Joey: Do you need me to take you to the health center? Audrey: What? No, why? Joey: You're cleaning. Audrey: Oh, right, right. I get it. That's a joke, right? Wow. Joey potter made a joke. Maybe I should take you to the health center. Joey: [Laughs] Seriously... what is with this Martha Stewart routine? Audrey: [Sighs] My mother. Joey: What about her? Audrey: She's in town for a day, and she's coming to visit. Joey: You mean I get to meet the woman responsible for bringing you into this world? This should be fun. Audrey: [Sighs] Joey: Or not. Audrey: No, Joey. Not fun. Not even a distant relative of fun. In fact, probably about as far down on the fun family tree as you could possibly get. Joey: So I take it you two have some issues. Audrey: [Sighs] You ever seen a little movie called mommie dearest? This woman has, like, systematically destroyed my self-esteem, ok? Joey: You don't strike me as lacking self-esteem. Audrey: Ha, well... just wait and see. This time tomorrow, I'll be like a shadow of my former self. Joey: I think you're exaggerating a bit. Audrey: We're talking about a woman, here, so self-involved and insecure that she used to borrow my clothes and ht on my boyfriends. She's like a menace to society, an enemy of daughters everywhere. Brace yourself, Jo. Something wicked this way comes. Joey: Dawson hasn't called, has he? Audrey: Like I would forget to tell you. Ok, right. I probably would. But no, he hasn't. [Scene: Inside Pacey's boat. Jen is sitting on a bench while Pacey is cleaning up.] Jen: [sighs] "She's my sister?" How could I be so stupid? I thought she was his sister. Well, maybe she was his sister, but the other girl? No, definitely not. Unless, of course, they had some sort of sick flowers in the attic thing going, which, at this point, I mean, I wouldn't put past him. Men are such dogs. Pacey: That we are. Jen: No, it'd be better if they went up to you, sniffed your butt, and peed on you, 'cause they're gonna do it anyway, metaphorically speaking. [] What is this? Pacey: It's a long story. Jen: And you know what the worst part is? I've become a cliché. I mean, is there anything more trite than blaming a cheating boyfriend on the wayward nature of men when the real culprit here is--it's my own naiveté. Pacey: I thought this stuff was normally jack's area of expertise. Jen: Jack, well... jack, I haven't spoken to in weeks. He's too busy guzzling beer with his neander-creep frat brothers. Pacey: [Laughs] Ok. Well, the way I see the situation, you got 2 options... you can either get angry, which, clearly, you've already done. Jen: Or? Pacey: Or you could get even. [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey is filling up a soup bowl when Karen comes up to him] Karen: Mmm... I was under the impression that the only food the employees were allowed to eat in this restaurant was the staff meal. Pacey: Well, today is my day off, so technically, I'm not an employee. Karen: Well, then I might have to charge you. Pacey: With what? Possession of stolen bisque? Karen: Heh heh...clever. But it's not bisque, it's chowder. Pacey: Well, whatever it is, it's mine. Karen: You just think you can have whatever you want in this restaurant, don't you? Pacey: Well, obviously not whatever I want. Karen: [Laughs] [Pacey goes and sits down at the counter, and Brecher comes up and hands him his paycheck.] Brecher: Here you go, Witter. Don't spend it all in one place. Pacey: Not only do I get to be the subject of your scorn and derision, but I get paid for it. [] I found that on the boat. I think your wife must've left it there. Brecher: Right, thanks... which reminds me, uh... speaking of that boat of yours... Pacey: yeah, what about it? Brecher: How about letting me use it again sometime, like... tonight? Pacey: Um, you know what? Tonight is just not a very good night. Brecher: Pacey, come on. Hey, I'll give you the night off. Pacey: Well, I already have the night off. Brecher: Well, then, uh... there's gotta be something that I can do that'll change your mind. Pacey: [Laughs] You know...I'd love to help you out, but I'm throwing this party tonight for a friend, so I just can't. Karen: Hear that, everyone? Pacey's throwing a party tonight. Guys: Party! Whoo! All right! Yeah! Heh heh heh. [All the people in the restaurant start cheering.] [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson sits down and picks up the phone, pauses then dials a number. Joey's cell phone rings a couple of times and just as Dawson is about to hang up, Joey answers.] [Cell phone rings] Joey: Hello? Dawson: Joey, hey. It's me. Joey: Dawson. Hey, how are you? Dawson: Uh, hey... I'm sorry it's-- it's taken me a while to get back to you. I've been, uh... I've, you know, had my hands full around here. Joey: Oh, that's what I figured, um... how've you been? Dawson: Uh, you know, I've been fine... I guess... Joey: you know? Dawson, um...you can Dawson: so, uh... listen, I think I might be in town this weekend. Joey: Really? That's great, um... do you need a place to stay? Dawson: No, I'm gonna-- I think I'm just gonna stay with Jack and Jen. Joey: Oh, um... it's probably just as well. Uh, Audrey's mom is coming into town, so... Dawson: oh, ok. So... yeah. I... so, how about I, uh... I'll just-- I'll give you a call when I get into town. Joey: Sounds good. Dawson: All right. Bye. Joey: Bye. [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Audrey is standing on a scale as her mother is looking down trying to read it] Audrey: Fine. Look. Are you happy now? Is it any wonder that I hate myself? Kay : Oh, you are such a drama queen, Audrey. Audrey: Ah ha. Right. This from Stella Adler herself. Kay : Hello, dear. Joey: Hi. Audrey: Joey, this is my mother. Mother, this is Joey potter. Kay : Oh, I have heard so much about you, dear. It's such a pleasure to meet you. Joey: It's very nice meeting you. Kay : Oh, you have such a cute little figure. Did you ever do any modeling? Joey: Uh, no. Audrey: If you're wondering why I was standing on that scale, it's because crazy woman here thinks I've gained 10 pounds. Kay : That's not what I said, Audrey. 5, maybe. Audrey: Mom, do you have any idea how long it's taken me to feel good about my body? Kay : And there's no reason you shouldn't, sweetie. It's just a known fact that college freshmen tend to pack on the lbs. Joey, how old do I look to you? Audrey: Oh! Joey: Excuse me? Kay : Oh, I'm putting you on the spot. I understand this. Allow me to rephrase. Do I look more like Audrey's mother or Audrey's sister? Be honest. Joey: Uh... [Sighs] Definitely Audrey's sister. Kay : Exactly. And do you know why that is? Because I take excellent care of myself. Your body is your friend and should be treated as such. Audrey: Ok, just sht me. Please? Will you just sht me right now? Kay : You must come to dinner with us. Joey: Oh, uh... actually I can't Audrey: Joey? Did you check out the leak in the bathroom? Joey: What leak? The leak leak. [Audrey drags Joey into the bathroom.] Audrey: I'm sorry. I can't believe you told her she looks like my sister. Joey: What was I supposed to say? And I have to admit, she does look young. Audrey: Yeah, thanks to her 2 best friends, collagen and botox. Joey, I can't make it through tonight alone with her. You have to come with us to dinner. Joey: I can't. I'm waiting for a call from Dawson. Audrey: You have a cell phone. Joey: But we're supposed to go out later. Audrey: That's later. I need you now. Joey: Audrey... [Sighs] Audrey: Joey... thank you. You're a lifesaver. [Scene: Grams' House. Dawson comes into the house calling out for anyone.] Dawson: Hello? Jen: Dawson. What are you doing here? Dawson: I was in the neighborhood. Figured I would drop by, see how you guys were doing. Jen: Well, you should've told me that you were coming. I would've had grams bake you a cake. Dawson: Ah, that's fine. Speaking of grams, do you think she'd mind if I crashed here tonight? Jen: No, of course not. You ok? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. [Jack comes down the stairs and hugs him] Jack: Hey, I thought I heard a familiar voice. Hey, man. How's it going? Good to see you, man. Dawson: Good to see you. Jen: Listen, I gotta run, but, uh, you and I will talk later. [Jen grabs her coat to leave.] Dawson: All right, where ya going? Jen: Mm...nowhere. Dawson: You look pretty smokin' for a girl who's going nowhere. Jen: Well, thank you. I'll take the compliment and subtly defer the question to a later date. Dawson: Yeah, you subtly defer that question, Jen. Jack: Actually, I'm, uh, I'm outta here, too. I'm goin' down to the house to hang out with the guys. You want to go? Dawson: You know what? That sounds great. Jack: Really? Dawson: Yeah... as long as I'm not intruding. Jack: [Snorts] You kidding me? Come on, let's go. Dawson: All right. [Scene outside Charlie's room. Jen comes up and knocks on the door.] Charlie: Who is it? Jen: Jen, your most willing girl-servant. [Charlie opens the door standing in the opening.] Charlie: Hey. Jen: Hey. Charlie: What are you doing here? Jen: Don't look so surprised. We had plans to rock your world. Charlie: Well, I thought we were gonna rock my world tomorrow. Jen: Oh. You know what? You're right. I really gotta get one of those palm pilot thingies, keep track of all my liaisons. Oh, well. Just so long as you're here and I'm here... what are your thoughts on getting naked? Charlie: Uh, actually, Jen... now is not the best time. Jen: Ok. I get it. You don't want me. Do you know what that's like for a girl, Charlie? To offer one's self and be rejected? It's horrible. Charlie: Come on. No, no, no. It's just that I have this midterm, and I haven't even started studying. Ok? Jen: I understand. I'm just gonna go get my sweater. Charlie: No, wait, wait, uh... what? Sweater, uh... what--what sweater? Jen: That one that I left here that one time. Charlie: Oh, right, um... your sweater, um... it's--it's not in there. Jen: It's not? Charlie: Uh, it's at the dry cleaners. [Laughs] I had it dry-cleaned. I'm really good like that. Jen: Oh... ok. [Nora walks out of the bathroom.] Nora: Who are you? Jen: I'm Charlie's girlfriend. Who are you? Nora: I'm Charlie's girlfriend. [Scene: The frat house. There is a party going on and Jack and Dawson are standing around a table with other guys drinking from pitchers of beer] Guy1: You ready? Guy2: You ready? Guy1: Here we go. Guys: All right, go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Drink! Drink! Drink! Mmm. [Dawson grabs the pitcher from Jack finishes it and slams it down on the table a second before the guy across from him] [Scene: A fancy restaurant. Audrey, Joey, and Kay are sitting down eating.] Kay : Oh, that looks good. Audrey: Thanks. Kay : Is that a cream sauce? Audrey: It's a Dijon. Kay : Oh, looks like cream. Have you been working out? Audrey: No, mother, I hate working out. You know that. Kay : Well, I walked 6 miles in the soft sand before getting on the plane this morning. My sciatic is k*lling me. Audrey: That's great, mom. Kay : Are you being sarcastic? Audrey: It was kidding. Kay : Are you asking me or telling me, 'cause your voice goes up at the end like it's a question, but I have a sneaking suspicion you're not looking for an answer. Audrey: I think it's called up talking. I wasn't aware that's what I was doing. Kay : Well, you should be. Because it makes you sound like A... California blonde. Joey: Will you excuse me? I have to... make a phone call. Kay : Sure. [Joey gets up and goes to the other side of the restaurant and tries to make a call to Dawson] [Cell phone rings] [Dawson looks down to his phone and sees that it is Joey calling and then puts the phone back in his pocket.] Guy: Dawson. You ready? Round 2, brother. Dawson: Let's do it. [Scene: Charlie's room. Jen and Nora are sitting on the bed as Charlie walks over to them] Jen: I'm curious, Charlie. How exactly did you think that you were gonna get away with this? Charlie: Get away with what, exactly? Nora: Having your cake and eating it, too. Charlie: Now, why is what you just said so arousing to me? Jen: Don't be glib, Charlie. Glib makes me mad. Glib makes me want to smash some of your very precious vinyl. Charlie: Ok, ok. All right. Look, guys, we never had that talk. Nora: What talk? Charlie: We never discussed commitment of any kind. Jen: Who never discussed commitment? Charlie: You and me... and you and me. Look, come on, guys. This is college. You know how it is. Jen: No, tell us, Charlie. How is it? Charlie: It's about meeting new people... experiencing new things. Look, here's the thing... all right, I never meant for any of this to happen. I truly didn't. I met both of you on the same night at that party... and then this stuff just happened. I mean, the only thing I can say at this point... is... I'm sorry. I'm--I'm truly sorry. I never meant to hurt either of you. But can I make a suggestion? You and me... and me and you is pretty much over... kaput. All right, this much I know. We can't go back to the way things were. But... we can go forward. Nora: What does that mean? Charlie: I mean, look at the facts, all right? I like you... and, uh, I like you... and once upon a time, you both liked me. All right? So I propose-- tell me if I'm crazy, here-- that, um... we all like each other at the same time. [Scene: The Fancy restaurant. Joey has returned to the table and they are talking together] Audrey: So... they're doing a production of the seagull at school. I'm thinking of auditioning. Kay: Really? That's great. Did Audrey tell you that she acted a bit as a child? Joey: Yeah, I've been meaning to rent the movie she was in. Audrey: You're not missing much. Kay: Do you miss it, honey? Audrey: No. I can think of better ways to feel bad about myself. Kay: Well, I miss it. Joey: You were an actress? Kay: Model, actress... whatever. Audrey: She was the Gisele of her time. Kay: Hardly. But, there were a lot of shows and a couple of covers here and there, but acting... that's what I really wanted for myself. Audrey: You know, if you look closely, you can see her in an old a-team episode. Kay: Actually, I was up for a Scorsese movie when I found out I was pregnant with Audrey. Audrey: That's pretty much why she hates me... I ruined her career. Kay: That's not true, dear. I wasn't very good. You, you were good. Audrey: I suck. Kay: You do not, Audrey. You just lacked focus. You know, acting requires a great deal of discipline, something you've never had. Audrey: That's not true, mom. Kay: Audrey, please. Since you were a little girl, flitting from one thing to the next--toys, boys, schools. Do you have any idea how many private schools Audrey's been to in the last 4 ye Audrey: mom, really, I don't think Joey wants to hear about this. Kay: 6! In 4 years, which must be some kind of record. Each one ending in lurid scandal. Audrey: Mom? Please, stop. You're embarrassing me. Kay: Oh, I'm embarrassing you? I'm so sorry, Audrey, but... I don't really think you know what it's like to be embarrassed, not until you have to shell out a 6-figure donation to some hoity-toity new England college just so they'll even consider your daughter... whose academic record is the very definition of embarrassing. You know, the fact that you're here at Worthington at all is a miracle, Audrey. You might learn to appreciate it. Joey: You know what, Mrs. Liddell? Kay: Kay, please. Joey: You know, Kay, um, I've sat here this entire meal and listened to you do nothing but cut down your daughter. And I don't know if you're just upset with her because she's not what you want her to be, or because she's 18 and you're not. Audrey may be dramatic, but at least she's never boring. And she may be interested in a lot of different things, but that just makes her well-rounded. And as far as discipline goes, she obviously has a great deal because no matter what you seem to say to her, she somehow manages to grin and bear it. As you can see, I don't really have that kind of discipline. Audrey, let's go. There's a party. [Scene: Charlie's room. The three of them are sitting on the bed talking still] Jen: What do you say, Nora? Nora: I'm game if you are, Jen. Charlie: All right, so, what do you say we get this party started? Jen: All right. Um... here's what's gonna happen. You go stand up over there. Charlie: All right. Nora: Come on, baby! Charlie: All right, so what now? Jen: Strip. Charlie: You first. Jen: You know what, Nora, let's leave. Nora: Yeah, let's get out of here. Charlie: No-no-no-no-no. Don't go. Don't go. All right. Whatever you want. All right, I'll go first. Never let it be said that Charlie Todd was lacking in chivalry. Jen and Nora: Ooh. Ah. Ohh. Oh, don't stop there. A-ahem. Ohh. Mm. Jen: I do believe you have one garment left. Charlie: Uh-uh. See, now it's your turn. Jen: Oh, no-no-no-no. Charlie, Charlie, Charlie. This is not tit for tat here. Make no mistake-- we're holding the cards. Now... shut up and get naked. Charlie: Whew. Ok. Ok. It's not something both you girls ain't seen before. Nora: Oh, yes. [Charlie removes the last of his clothes, and Jen turns to Nora.] Jen: You ready? Nora: You bet. Jen: Ok. Now, you, close your eyes. Charlie: Why? Jen: Because it's our turn, silly. We're shy. Charlie: God, this is so cool. Nora: Mm-hmm, lookin' good. So good. Jen: Lookin' good, baby. Move all the way back. Charlie: Ooh. Wow. Jen: You ready for us, Charlie? Charlie: Oh, yeah. [] Hey, what are you doing? Hey, come on! Hey, get back here. Are you listenin' to me? Jen: Bye, Charlie. Nora: Bye, Charlie. Charlie: Hey, the two of you, get back here! Hey, come on. Move it along. Nothing to see here. [The push him out into the hall where there are several people outside laughing.] [Scene: outside by a trash can. Nora and Jen come running up and stop by the trash can.] [Jen and Nora laugh] Jen: How awesome is that? Nora: You're a genius, Jen. I'm so glad you talked me into that. Jen: Can you believe that he thought that he could actually talk us into a threesome? I--I mean, no offense, you're really beautiful. It's just not my scene. Nora: None taken. Jen: And you, too, beautiful. Very much so. Nora: Yeah. Well, all in all, it was a pretty priceless moment. Jen: Not quiet as priceless, however, as the one when he realizes that his autographed copy of Pinkerton is missing. Nora: Kudos. Class notes for art history. Midterm's on Monday. Jen: Bummer. [The throws out his CD and notes. Jen holds up Charlie's shirt.] Nora: He loves that shirt. Jen: And when I get home, I'm going to clean my toilet with it. You know, it's just... I knew it was too good to be true, that I could actually meet a guy that was both cute and honest. What was I thinking? Nora: Yeah, I know. Well, if it makes you feel any better, I thought it, too. Jen: Listen, um, a friend of mine is having a party... do you wanna come? Nora: Hmm, thanks. I think I'm just gonna go back to my dorm, listen to some music, and try to convince myself that being alone doesn't suck. Jen: You know, that's actually not a bad idea. But we should hang out sometime. Nora: Yeah, that'd be good. Jen: Bye. [Scene.: Outside Pacey's boat. The party is going on and Pacey hands Audrey a drink.] Audrey: Hey, thanks. Pacey: You're welcome. Audrey: This boat kicks some serious ass, you know? Pacey: That it does. And one day, I hope to have one just like it. Audrey: But, in the meantime, I mean, it must be quite the chick magnet. Pacey: You know, I resent that. Can't a guy just love all things nautical? Audrey: Tell me something, this whole latter day Hemingway thing, does it really work for you? [Joey comes up to join them] Joey: Hey, what are you guys doing? Pacey: Oh, your roommate's hittin' on me. Audrey: Am not! Pacey: You are, too. Audrey: You wish. Pacey: Hey, I just call 'em like I see 'em, lady. Y Audrey: You better watch it 'cause I might just have to put a hole in your boat later or something. [Joey pulls Pacey to the side] Pacey: [Pacey laughs] I have no words. Joey: Neither do I. Did you talk to Dawson today? Pacey: No. Joey: He was supposed to call me when he got in, but I haven't heard from him. Pacey: Me neither. I called him about the party. He never called me back. Joey: I hope he's ok. [Dawson, Jack and the frat guys come walking up] Male voices: Whoo! Pacey: Speak of the Dawson. Jack: Where's the man? Where's the man? Dawson: Pacey! Pacey: Dawson! Dawson: Pacey! Pacey: Dawson. Dawson: Hey, man, guess what? I'm in Boston. Pacey: I know. Dawson: Guys, this is my oldest friend, Pacey Witter. Pacey, this is Brady, and Moskowitz, and guy in a blue shirt. Audrey: Dawson leery?! Dawson: Hey, Audrey! Audrey: Hi! How are ya? Dawson: I'm so good. How are you? Audrey: I'm great. Dawson: Whazzup?! [Pacey pulls Jack to the side] Pacey: You got him drunk? Jack: Yeah, he had a few beers at the house. Why? Pacey: Well, I kinda thought that the objective was to make him feel better sober. Jack: I kinda thought the object here was to make him feel better, period. I mean, come on, look at him. [Looks over and sees Dawson all chummy with Audrey] Dawson: Thank you, Audrey. I do. Jack: I'd say he's feeling better. Pacey: I'd say he's hardly feeling anything right now. Jack: Come on, man. Whatever works. [Cut over to Dawson and Audrey] Dawson: We don't see enough of each other. Audrey: We really don't. Dawson: Every time I see you, you're like... you're out the door or somethin'. Audrey: Well, you should come by more often. Dawson: I miss you. [He hugs her and Joey comes up to them] Joey: Hey. Dawson: Joey! Joey! Joey! Oh, Joey. I was supposed to call you. Joey: Yeah, you were. Dawson: I was supposed to-- I was supposed to call you. I'm so sorry-- here, hold on. Let me rectify this. [] Hold on. Have no fear... [Phone beeps] Dawson is here. I'm calling you right now. Come on, Joey. Pick up. I know you're there. Joey: Dawson, what is up with you tonight? Dawson: Shh. I'm leaving you a message. Joey! Hey, it's Dawson! I'm at this party here on Pacey's boat, and I wish you were here. You're not here. It sucks that you're not here. I was supposed to call you, and I'm so sorry I didn't call you. I meant to, and I was--I was really going to be-- you know what? I couldn't. I just, I couldn't call you. Does that make any-- does that make any sense? Am I making sense, or am I just rambling on like a drunken idiot on your machine? I think that's what I'm doing. But that's ok. Because you left me a drunken message, and if you hadn't, I probably would've gone back to L.A. You know what? Actually, I would probably still be there right now. And maybe my dad would still be alive. So, thank you, Joey. I appreciate it. Ok. Call me. Bye. [Joey just looks at him dumb founded and Dawson turns away to the other partiers] Guys: Dawson! Great party, Dawson! More brew, brother! Oh, here it is. I can't believe it! Hey, gimme one. Here ya go. [Scene: Pacey's boat. It is morning and Dawson is passed out. Pacey comes up carrying a glass of juice.] Pacey: Rise and shine. Come on. Drink up. Dawson: What is it? Pacey: You really wanna know? It's sauerkraut juice, honey, and a splash of Tabasco. Dawson: That's disgusting. Pacey: Yes it is. But it'll make you feel better. The guys at the restaurant swear by it. Dawson: Oh, my god. I can't do that. Pacey: All right. Dawson: Please tell me that... how my head feels is no reflection on how I acted. Pacey: How your head feels is no reflection on how you acted. Dawson: You're not a very good liar. Pacey: Look, you obviously had a lot of stuff bottled up inside. You combine that with a couple or 12 beers, and it's bound to happen. Dawson: I'm afraid I said something really terrible to Joey. Pacey: Yeah, be afraid. Be very afraid. You put on quite a show last night. Look, if it's any consolation to you, I think Joey's gonna forgive you a lot sooner than you forgive yourself. It will make you feel better. Dawson: Thanks. Pacey: I gotta get to work. [Scene: Outside Joey's Dorm room. Kay and Audrey are standing outside while Kay is getting ready to leave.] Kay: Gimme a hug. Audrey: Ok, mom. You...you better go. Your car's waiting. Kay: I miss you already. I feel like I didn't get enough of you. Audrey: Ugh. Well, I think you got plenty. Kay: I just want you to know that the only reason I say some of the things I say to you... is out of love. Do you know how much I love you? Audrey: Bunches? Kay: Bunches. Audrey: That's nice, mom. But you know what was missing from that speech? An apology to me? Let's just not do this anymore, ok? Kay: You don't want me to visit anymore? Audrey: Ok, well, that would be awesome, but that's not gonna happen. So... I don't know. Let's just... let's try to be good to each other. Ok? 'Cause I know I might be a spoiled brat, but, quite frankly, I'm the only one you've got. And you may be a raging psychotic, but you're my raging psychotic. Do you know what I mean? Kay: I'm sorry, Audrey. Audrey: Me, too, mom. Kay: Ok? Audrey: Ok. Kay: Take care, honey. Audrey: You, too, bunny. [Kay leaves, and Audrey goes into her room] Audrey: [Sighs] She's gone. Joey: You're still in one piece. Audrey: Yeah, thanks to you. Joey: What did I do? Audrey: You defended my honor, Joey, that and you took me to a party. I mean, for once, I didn't have to invite myself along. Joey: It was nothing. Audrey: No, it was something. You made me feel... good about myself. Trust me, that's something. And you know all that stuff that she said... I hope you don't think less of me or something. Joey: Please. I'm just glad I could help. Audrey: I just wish I could return the favor. [Scene: Grams' House. Dawson walks in gingerly holding his head and sees Jen sitting at the table eating.] Dawson: Hey, what are you doing up so early? Jen: Uh, posttraumatic hunger syndrome. You want some? Dawson: [Mock sobbing] Jen: I'll take that as a "no." Dawson: So is your dire need for comfort food because of Jen: he who shall remain nameless, yes. Dawson: Is he who shall remain nameless the reason you didn't make it to Pacey's party last night? Jen: Hmm. Wasn't feeling very festive. How was your frat pack experience? Yeah, I can't really picture you hanging out with a bunch of guys who consider the high-5 an acceptable form of greeting. Dawson: Yeah, but I don't know. The last time I was here, everybody just walked on eggshells around me, so that just reminded me of everything. Jen: Mmm, your life just seems to suck right now in ways that I can't imagine, but... everybody's trying their best, you know? Dawson: Yeah, you're right. I'm a lucky guy. I've some pretty kick-ass friends. Jen: Don't you forget it. Dawson: [Moans softly] [He puts his head down on the table and Jen begins rubbing his back in a comforting way.] [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey is working when Karen comes walking in very tired looking] Pacey: Heh! Well, someone's looking a little tired. Karen: Unh. Pacey: You hung over? Karen: Overworked. Pacey: Thought you had a date with your boyfriend last night? Karen: So did I, but something came up, and they were short a waiter, so... Pacey: oh. Karen: How was your party? Pacey: Eh, not as good as it would've been if you were there. Karen: Well, I'll be sure not to miss the next one then. [] What's wrong? Pacey: Um, nothing. Yeah, I was just noticing that necklace. It's nice. Karen: Oh, thanks. Pacey: Is it new? Karen: No, it's my grandmother's. You know, passed down through generations. I thought I lost it the other night. My mother would not have been please. Pacey: Yeah, I can imagine. Karen: Anyway, I better start setting up before I pass out. Are you ok? Pacey: Yeah, I'm fine. [Karen turns and runs into Brecher] Karen: Hello. Brecher: Hello! [Scene: Train Station. Joey and Dawson are arriving before he has to catch his train, back to Capeside] Dawson: Joey, for the past 15 minutes, I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you how sorry I am, and I just don't know how. It's like... English is all of a sudden my second language. Joey: Aren't we beyond the need for formal apologies at this point? I mean, besides... you were such a jerk last night, I figure you're feeling all kinds of stupid. Dawson: That's true. Joey: That's the $2.00 movie theater I was telling you about. Dawson: I can't remember the last time I just went to the movies. Joey: Well, maybe the next time you're up, we can go. I mean, granted the seats are torn and it smells like burnt popcorn circa 1975, but it does have that old movie house kind of charm. Dawson: You know, you think the idea of going to a movie and losing myself in somebody else's world would be appealing right about now, but it's just not. The truth is, Jo, I don't know what to do with myself. Joey: Dawson, your dad just died. You've every right to be feeling that way. Dawson: You know why I came here this weekend? It was to see a shrink. Well, a grief specialist to be exact. Joey: Well, how'd it go? Dawson: Didn't. I flaked. Joey: How come? Dawson: I don't know. I don't know. Nothing makes sense to me these days. Can I tell you something? Even if it has the potential to make you sad? Joey, when I made the decision not to go back to L.A... all I could do was daydream about this one thing. Kissing you. I--I was so looking forward to this day when it would finally feel right for you and me to give it another try, you know? For the first time in forever, it seemed so possible. It seemed like it was just around the corner. And then he died. And it just went away. I was living in this fuzzy world of daydreams, and I just got yanked out of it, and... I have no idea how to get back there. And what scares me most is that... maybe I never will. [She kisses him.] Joey: You'll find your way back. In the meantime, I'll... be daydreaming for the both of us. P.A.: May I have your attention, please. The train for Capeside, Massachusetts, will be departing off of track 23. Once again, the train for Capeside, Massachusetts, will be departing off of track... Joey: That's you. Dawson: Yeah.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x07 - High Anxiety"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 508 - Text, Lies and Videotape [Scene: outside in Boston. Jen and Dawson are sitting on a bench drinking coffee and talking to one another.] Jen: Fifteen more minutes Dawson: Yep. You don't have to stay with me if you don't want to. Jen: Hmm, you're not thinking about chickening out again are you? Dawson: I don't No, I'm not thinking about chickening out. I might ditch, but that's something different. Entirely. Jen: You know, it's not really so bad. Dawson: Therapy? Jen: Yeah. Dawson: So. I just talk right? I go into a, total stranger's office. I tell them my deepest fears and it is supposed to solve something? Jen: No, not necessarily. Freud was actually considered himself quite lucks if he could manage to convert hysterical misery into common everyday unhappiness. Dawson: So, the goal here is unhappiness? Jen: Exactly. Dawson: Great. Jen: Ahh. What did he know anyway? All that crap about penis envy and over emphasis on libido. Dawson: (Laughs) I love college Jen. I feel like I'm in a French movie. Jen: (Laughs) Really, it's not so bad, trust me. 90% of people on this earth can benefit from a little honest to goodness time on the couch. Dawson: You actually laid on a couch? Jen: Once, but it was not very comfortable. The whole Tom Frost office, very stark, very Danish. However, I predict that this Rachel Weir of yours will probably be much warmer. I'm sure she's Like a spider plant in the window kind of chick. Dawson: You never felt ridiculous blathering on about your problems to a total stranger? Jen: No more ridiculous than I feel about blathering on to no one on the radio. Dawson: Hey. It's not true. I listen. Jen: You and grams. Dawson: Thank you for doing this with me. Jen: Any time. [Scene: Joey's dorm room. Joey is sitting on her bed which is covered with papers, when Audrey comes into the room holding a video camera.] [Door opens] Boy: Ok, so just Audrey: I got it. Love ya. Mean it. Really. Seriously. Boy: Uh, Audrey, call me if you need me. Audrey: How come your film geek looks like tom cruise and the one who worships me looks like the kid who doesn't want to go to the dance in sixteen candles? Joey: You know, you should be nicer to George. I'm sure he's going to be very famous some day. Audrey: Whatever. All I know is that I practically had to sleep with him to get him to loan me his digital video camera. Joey: What do you need that for, anyway? Audrey: My audition tape. Real world, Ibiza, here I come. Joey: You're kidding me. Audrey: No. And it's not that I wouldn't miss you, Jo, it's just, who wouldn't rather winter in Spain? Ok. I'm having problems with the tone of the tape, though. Do I go for vamp, vixen, or all-out slut? Joey: Well, just as long as you're planning on representing all the colors of the rainbow. Audrey: What is all this stuff, anyway? Joey: I'm trying to get up to speed for this Rose Lazare project. We're having another meeting tonight. Audrey: Oh, shouldn't you be getting ready? Joey: I'm trying, but these booksI mean, you practically need footnotes for the footnotes. Audrey: Not that, you fool! Wardrobe! Joey: Audrey, I really don't think anyone's gonna be noticing what I'm wearing. Audrey: Ok, and where would Madonna be if she had that attitude? Joey: I'm serious here. You have no idea what these meetings are like. I mean, everyone else is, like, a junior or senior. They're dropping names so fast and furiously they're practically leaving dents in the carpet. And then wilder will throw in these little off-the-cuff explanations obviously intended for me. I mean, the guy knows I'm an idiot. Why would he even bother picking me for something like this? Audrey: Please. Because you're hot, and he's a teacher. And don't tell me you didn't consider that a possibility. I mean, would it be so awful if some incredibly gorgeous guy found you attractive? Joey: Well, has it ever occurred to you that the goal of the college experience is not to be reduced to a piece of meat? Audrey: Oh, so you'd rather be a brain in a jar? Joey: Well, then I wouldn't have to worry about what I'm wearing. Audrey: Definitely this. [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey is trying to cook something while Brecher watches him work] Pacey: So, how many people are actually coming to this anniversary thing? Brecher: Maybe 300, almost all of whom will be eating your mushroom-duck crepes, which you have approximately 39 hours left to perfect. Pacey: And these are friends. Brecher: Friends...backers, patrons, reviewers, who are all happy to keep being our friends so long as they're kept happy. [Karen comes in] Karen: Rob called. Brecher: And what did young rob have to say for himself? Karen: He called to confirm the white asparagus should be here tomorrow morning. [Brecher takes the food off the plate and puts it back in Pacey's pan] Brecher: This is too early. Look, you've gotta wait for the sauce to caramelize. Try it again. Karen: He also said congratulations. Brecher: That means a lot. Especially considering that last year he demanded cash for every delivery and kept sending us the wilted lettuce. Karen: I know. And you slept here every night to wait for the deliveries. Brecher: Well, I had to be there in enough time so that they could unpack the stuff and then repack it again. Karen: Rob hated you for that. Brecher: He did. However, he started sending us the fresh stuff. Pacey: So, you were actually the second chef here. Brecher: Yep. They hired me after the first one's coke habit became a bit too habitual. Pacey: And you really used to live here? Brecher: For months at a time. Pacey: That has got to be hell on a marriage. Hey, speaking of, is Emily gonna be here tomorrow? Brecher: No. She can't make it. [Scene: Rachel's office. Dawson is sitting in a chair across from Rachel, to begin therapy.] Rachel: Something funny? Dawson: No, I--it's a long story. Rachel: Longer than 50 minutes? Dawson: No, it's just, my friend Jen and I were trying to guess what you'd be like, and she... Rachel: right. Right. I used to have plastic ones, but I got rid of 'em. Makes the patients nervous. No one wants a therapist that can't even keep a plant alive. Dawson: Right. Rachel: So, what else did you expect? Dawson: I don't know. What anybody expects. Rachel: Robin Williams in good will hunting? Or Judd Hirsch in a big sweater? Dawson: Do you want to, like, start over or something? I want to do this right. Rachel: You are doing it right. Dawson: So, uh, I guess you know why I'm here. Rachel: I would kinda like to hear that from you, if I could. Dawson: I've been having these attcks. Rachel: Panic attcks? Dawson: Yeah. And I know they're my way of dealing with my father's death. Rachel: And you're sure about that? Dawson: Well, I mean, nothing else is really all that different in my life right now. Rachel: Nothing else? Dawson: I guess that's not really true, is it? Rachel: Did it feel true? Dawson: Well, 6 months ago, this is not what I thought I'd be doing with my life. Rachel: What are you doing? Dawson: Nothing. I mean, I'm helping my mom, I guess. Rachel: And you're not in school? Dawson: No. I was...at USC. Rachel: That's a good school. It's far away. Dawson: Yeah. I'm thinking about going back. I mean, not now. Not recently. I mean, my mom still needs me. I've got a baby sister who's not even one. Rachel: But next semester, maybe? Dawson: Yeah, I've been-- I've been meaning to-- to call them and find out about that. Rachel: Is this something that you want to do? Dawson: I don't know. Maybe that's what's wrong with me. I don't--I don't really do anything. I think I'm frozen between the past and the future. I mean, there's no reason I couldn't go back. Rachel: Except for the panic attcks... and your mom, who obviously needs you, and your baby sister. Dawson: Right. I guess-- I guess that wasn't all that true either, was it? Rachel: Well, the brain works in mysterious ways. Dawson: So, am I just lying to myself? Rachel: Dawson, losing someone you love-- losing them suddenly, with no logical explanation-- the brain isn't set up to cope with something like that. And along the way, a few lies here and there... it's probably par for the course. The only problem is when you start convincing yourself that the lies are true. [Scene: At the book meeting. Joey, Wilder and several other students are sitting around talking about some of the papers strewn about.] Alan: If you ask me, I think this whole thing must be evidence of some big lesbian affair. That's why the husband never showed anybody these letters during her lifetime. Cassandra: And it would explain all the references to Sappho. Wilder: You know, Alan, just because a teenage girl happens to appreciate the lyric poetry of the ancient world's most famous lesbian, doesn't necessarily mean she wants to sleep with other teenage girls. Cassandra: Yeah, but Rose did. As literary sluts go, she was right up there with Edna St. Vincent Millay and Anais Nin. Wilder: Ok, before Cassandra drops anymore names on us, uh, Joey, any thoughts on what makes these particular Rose Lazare letters so different from the hundreds of others we've been sloughing through? Joey: Uh... well, for starters, they're interesting. And this may sound like a stupid question, but who's I.V.? Wilder: That is a far from stupid question. In fact, that is the question. I.V. "I" period, "v" period. The person to whom all these letters are written could be anybody. She never uses a full name? Not within the letters themselves. Alan: What about the envelopes? Wilder: She could have destroyed them, thinking that the letters were still inside, or they all possibly may be in a shoebox stuffed under a bed in new jersey. Cassandra: So, essentially, what you're saying is we have absolutely no idea who these letters were written to. Wilder: None. All that we know are that these are the most intimate, most revealing letters of her career. For the first time in these letters, we catch a glimpse of somebody who is real. Somebody who doubts them self. Somebody who is not afraid of looking stupid while asking essential questions about life. And Rose obviously wrote them to somebody that she cared a lot about. Other than that, we know nothing. So, it's a mystery. Cassandra: Cool. Like Derrida's post card for real. Don't you think, Joey? Joey: Um, I probably would if I had any idea who you were talking about. Wilder: Ok. I think that's a good note to end on. Um, so next time, I want you all to have ideas on who this mystery person could be. Many, many ideas. Till then. [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey is working when Karen comes in to talk to him] Karen: So, you got a date for Wednesday? Pacey: Nope. Karen: What happened to that blond girl I used to see you with? Melissa? Pacey: Melanie. Karen: Right. Pacey: She's a law student. That tends to take up a lot of your time. Karen: That's too bad. You with a law student. Probably could have come in handy some day. So, listen, you want me to set you up with one of my friends? Pacey: No. Karen: Why not? I've got some hot friends. Pacey: I said no, ok? Karen: Hey, what have you done with Pacey? He used to be such a lovable galumph. Pacey: Well, he's a little fed up right now. Karen: Yeah, about what? Pacey: Believe me, you don't want to know. Karen: Maybe I do. Pacey: Ok. You know that boyfriend of yours? The one I've been hearing so much about? He wouldn't by any chance be coming tomorrow night, would he? Karen: No, not exactly. Pacey: You see, now here it's been months, and I've never actually seen the guy. How is that possible? Karen: Well, it's like I said, he's got a really crazy schedule. Pacey: Hmm. And when he's not standing you up, does he ever take you anyplace special? I don't know, maybe Boston harbor, a gigantic sailboat? Karen: So, what? He told you? Pacey: No, he didn't tell me. It's my boat. All this time you've been complaining to me about your boyfriend, and here I've been stupid enough to actually have sympathy for you. Karen: I never asked you to have sympathy for me. Pacey: You didn't ask me to have sympathy, and believe me, I've been trying not to. Karen: So, what, you're just gonna lay your little guilt trip on me now? You don't know anything about my life, Pacey. Pacey: What I know is that this relationship is going to bring you nothing but grief. And I also know that I had to look his wife in the eyes and lie for you. Believe me, that was not too enjoyable. Karen: Yeah. Well, you know, in the real world, sometimes people actually have to do things that are not so enjoyable and accept things that are a little less than perfect, and compromise for reasons that sometimes people are too immature to comprehend. In which case, they should just stay the hell out of it. [Scene: Outside Dawson's house. Dawson and Gale are walking together in the back yard talking.] Gale: So, uh, how was your therapy? Dawson: It was fine. Gale: Did she have an opinion about USC? Dawson: Not really. Gale: Well, you know, Dawson, eventually things are gonna have to start getting back to normal around here. Dawson: Were things ever normal around here? [Their attorney pulls up.] Gale: Ah. Here we go. [They all go and sit down on the porch.] Attorney: This last item is the living trust. As you know, the trust provides money for health care, educational assistance, financial support. You and Dawson are the listed recipients. Dawson: But not lily? Gale: To my knowledge, Mitch never filed a codicil including her in the trust, which means that technically she won't have access to it, which isn't necessarily a concern right now. There are ways that we can work around that, perfectly legal ways. Dawson: But that's not ideal? Attorney: No. I would take a look around for it. I mean, you never know where these things can turn up. A folder, an envelope, the back of a drawer. Gale: Well, we'll certainly look for it. And thank you. Attorney: Well, good luck. Thanks. [Scene: Outside the school. Joey and Wilder are walking down the sidewalk talking about the project.] Wilder: So, I take it you've been finding our little Rose Lazare project somewhat snooze-inducing. Joey: Well, I wouldn't go that far. Wilder: But you have implied that most of Rose's letters were uninteresting. Joey: Well, it's just that, you know, up until this point they've all been so stiff and formal, as if she's writing to someone who's grading her or something. Wilder: People can't be at ease with other people who are giving them grades? Joey: No. Or at least they shouldn't be. Wilder: Good point. So, you don't think she could have written them to a teacher, say, or a mentor. Keep in mind that she was quite young when she wrote these. Around 18 or 19, I think. Joey: I don't know. I think they were written to a friend. Wilder: Interesting. So you're not buying Cassandra's torrid lesbian love affair theory? Joey: Oh, I don't know. It's just that if they were love letters, wouldn't she be Wilder: what, be more obvious about it? Not if she was writing to another woman back in the twenties. Joey: No, that's not what I meant. I mean, if they were love letters, wouldn't she be less honest? Wilder: There's a paradox in there somewhere. Joey: I read all of them last night, and Rose totally pours her heart out into these letters. And who is that honest with someone they're sexually attracted to? People can be friends, right, best friends, but the second sexual attraction comes into it, it's like all bets are off as far as honesty is concerned. Wilder: So, you don't think people can be both friends and lovers? Joey: I do. I hope I do, but... not at 18. Wilder: Well, then I think you better concentrate on this friend angle. Joey: You know, I would, but to be honest, I don't have the same background as everybody else. I don't even know where to start. Wilder: Sure you do. Where do most people make their most lasting friendships? And don't say high school. Joey: College. Wilder: Exactly. And which progressive, if overpriced, liberal arts college did Rose Lazare happen to go to? Joey: This one. Wilder: Which means her friends... Joey: Probably went her, too. Why are you helping me? Wilder: Let's just say I like underdogs. [Scene: Dawson's house. Dawson is going through every bit of paper he can find in the house when his mother comes down stairs.] Gale: Honey? Dawson: You don't think it could be at the restaurant, do you? Like, in a drawer somewhere in the office? Gale: I thought you were going to stop looking. Dawson: Yeah, so did I, but I can't. Gale: But you heard what Mr. Brezny said, didn't you? It's a technicality. It doesn't matter, honey. Everything is going to be fine. Dawson: Well, it'd be better if we could find it. I mean, it's gotta be here somewhere. Gale: Dawson, stop. Dawson: Why? Gale: Because you're scaring me a little. Dawson: You found it, didn't you? Gale: Page 63 of the Stephen king novel on his night stand. Dawson: And it's not signed. Gale: I never thought it would be. Honey, your father was a lot of things, but he, uh, wasn't good with details. [Scene: The School library. Joey is looking through the shelf for the right yearbook, but it is gone, when she notices Cassandra sitting at one of the tables looking through a Yearbook.] Joey: Hi. Cassandra: Oh, hi. Joey: Can I? Cassandra: Sure. Joey: Thanks. Cassandra: Don't tell me you're looking for this? Joey: Yeah. Cassandra: So, got any theories yet? Joey: Well, I was looking into her roommate, Shirley Brown. They caught the chicken pox together. Cassandra: Yeah, but that's doubtful. Rose mentions her later in her letters to Lola Murray. Calls her small-minded. And would you bear your soul to someone you thought was small-minded Joey: I guess not. Cassandra: But the whole college friends thing, that's a good idea. I can't believe we both had it. But it's ok. I mean, this whole thing is just an excuse to be around professor wilder anyway, right? You can have the yearbook if you want it. Joey: Thanks. [Scene: Pacey's boat. Pacey walks up the pier towards his boat and notices Karen standing next to it.] Karen: Witter. Pacey: Torres. Karen: I thought I might apologize for the stuff I said. Pacey: What stuff you said? Karen: You know what stuff. Pacey: Well, it's ok 'cause I wasn't exactly prince charming, either. Karen: No, but you got put in the middle of something, Pacey, which wasn't fair. And when you called me on it, I was defensive and judgmental, which wasn't fair, either. Besides, what do I really know about you? Pacey: I could say the same about you. Karen: Me? About me there's really not much to know. Pacey: Oh, come on. That's not an answer. Karen: You remind me of him. Pacey: I remind you of a guy who could cheat on his wife? Karen: Stop. You know, when we got together, it wasn't exactly cheating. Emily had walked out on him. She felt that he spent too much time at the restaurant, and she was right. But what she didn't understand was that without him, civilization would have folded in 6 months. Danny just has this kind of infectious idealism. This belief that things can work out. I think that's what he sees in you. Pacey: You know, we don't have to stay out here on the dock. You wanna come in? Karen: No. I came to say I'm sorry, and now that I have, I should probably go home. Pacey: You sure? Karen: Yeah. Pacey: Ok. Well, good night, Karen. Karen: Good night, Pacey. [Scene: Jen's house. Jen and Dawson are sitting at the table talking.] Jen: So, you like her? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I do. She's cool, you know? She wants me to come 3 times a week. Jen: Good. Dawson: Good? My lack of mental health is good? Jen: Yes, because it means that I will get to see you more often. What? Dawson: Well, we just found out that my dad neglected to add lily to his will. Jen: And what did your mom say? Dawson: Well, my mom said the same thing the lawyer said, which is that it's not a big deal. It's a technicality we can work around. Jen: Well, it probably is. Dawson: It's not. It can't be. Jen: I feel like you're, I don't know, like, hanging onto the wrong thing here. Dawson: What do you mean? Jen: Um, maybe your mom is right, you know? Maybe the will isn't such a big deal. It's probably-- it's probably nothing. It's probably a red herring, or something. A meaningless little detail sent to you by the universe to throw you off track of the real culprit. Dawson: And who is that? Jen: I mean, he just made a mistake, Dawson. Dawson: I know. I'm not saying he's perfect. Jen: I know, but you just seem-- you're so afraid to get mad at him. Dawson: I'm not. What good-- it's not gonna change anything. Jen: But it might change you. And call me crazy, but it think that is the point of therapy. [Scene: Joey's dorm room. Joey is sitting on the bed, while Audrey is showing her a video tape.] Audrey: It was on this site that... ok, so this is the stuff of me giving the tour. George took this. It's nice, isn't it? The lighting's good, and I think it's better than the stuff of me pretending to study, right? Joey: They're all great, Audrey, but, you know, I'm gonna be late. Audrey: Just chill. There's only one more option, ok? [She fast forwards to a part with the camera on her and she is talking to it.] Audrey: I know, great birthday present, right? I mean, what 14-year-old wants to fend for themselves like an adult? But I have to forgive her, I know that. 'Cause forgiving her is the only way that I'm ever gonna be good to anyone else. The part that's just really just terrifying is that I think that I'm actually... I don't know, I'm, like, turning into her. I'm loud and shameless and bossy and I...I freak people out sometimes. But I don't think that I can change that, 'cause even if I don't particularly like who I am, I--at least I know who that is. I mean, if I tried to change... who the hell knows who I'd be? [Joey gets a smile on her face and gets up and grabs her coat.] Audrey: What? What's wrong? Joey: Nothing's wrong. That--that-- that's great. That's it. That is... that's the one. Audrey: But I'm just sitting there talking to myself. Joey: Exactly. Audrey: But isn't it kind of cheesy and vulnerable? Joey: No, it's you. It's the real you. I mean, that girl in the video who's not afraid to look stupid... that's the real you. And for what it's worth, I've met your mom. I mean, you're nothing like her. Bye. Audrey: Bye. [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey is working in the kitchen when Brecher comes in, all dressed up.] Brecher: You know, I'm so sorry you're gonna be stuck back here all night. I mean, I feel like the wicked stepmother that's keeping you from the ball. Pacey: I think my inner princess will get over it. [Karen comes into the kitchen] Karen: Wow! You know, I think I would look pretty good with a Rose between my teeth. [Karen and Brecher get close, when Pacey notices Brecher's wife come into the kitchen.] Pacey: Uh, hey, Emily! Emily: Hi, Pacey. Still burning the crepes? Pacey: Yeah. It's hard to get a hand in here, you know? Everybody's always goofing around. Brecher: Hey. I--I thought you weren't coming. Emily: So did I. It's kind of hard to celebrate the success of the restaurant that almost ruined your marriage. Pacey: Yeah, I imagine that would kinda suck. Brecher: Dance with me. Emily: Any time. [Brecher and Emily leave] Pacey: You ok? Karen: Yeah. Sure. Fine. What do you care? You probably called her. Pacey: Well, you know that's not true. Karen: Do I? Pacey: Look, Karen, I know you thought tonight was gonna be your date with destiny, but I'm just trying to be a friend here, ok? Karen: Is that what you think I need, is a friend? Pacey: Yeah, 'cause you obviously don't have too many of 'em, or they would've already told you how badly this is gonna end for you, for him, for everybody. They would've told you that things like this Karen: told me what, Pacey? That married men don't leave their wives for waitresses they're sleeping with? Pacey: Yeah. Karen: Thanks for the news flash. [Scene: Rachel's office. Dawson and Rachel are meeting for their second session.] Dawson: I think the worst part about it was that my mom didn't even seem to care. It's like she expected him to have messed this thing up. Maybe that's why I got so mad. Rachel: So...you were mad? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I was. Rachel: At your mother... or at him for not signing it? Dawson: At him, but I can't be mad at him right now. Rachel: Sure you can. Wasn't your father mad at you? You told me he laid down the law, bought you a plane ticket. Dawson: Yeah. I gave it right back to him. Rachel: And you had reasons for that. Dawson: Yeah, but he obviously had reasons for wanting me to go back to USC. Rachel: Yes, he did. And maybe he was wrong. If he were here and we could ask him, we'd probably find out that all those reasons were more about him-- his hopes, his expectations. And just because he died, doesn't mean that he gets to win the argument. Dawson: When I remember that night, all I feel... is furious. Rachel: That's ok. That's how you feel. Dawson: So what do I do now? Rachel: What every 18-year-old has to do: Decide what to do with your own life. Dawson: And what if I don't know? Rachel: That's fine, too. Although, personally... I think you do know. [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey comes out of the kitchen and notices Karen sitting alone at one of the tables. And goes over to her.] Pacey: Hey, Torres. Karen: Hey, Pacey. What do you want? Pacey: Well, when I was running my mouth off back there, I forgot to mention one thing. You look amazing tonight. [Karen looks over to see Brecher and Emily close dancing.] Karen: You ever wish you were someone else? Pacey: Yeah. Harrison ford, raiders of the lost ark. Karen: No. I don't mean someone specific. I just mean someone else, someone... completely different from who you are. That's what I want right now. Pacey: Well, hi, I'm Scott. And you are? Karen: I'M...I'm Marie. Nice to meet you, Scott. Pacey: It's nice to meet you, too, Marie. You are without a doubt the single most jaw-droppingly beautiful woman in this room. And I was wondering if you would honor me with a dance. Karen: Yeah. [They get up to dance. And Karen sees Brecher Kiss Emily.] Pacey: So, tell me, Marie, where are you from? Karen: Just drop it, Pacey. Pacey: Pacey? Who is this Pacey? I have a funny feeling I should be insulted. Karen: How can he... I mean, how can he just Pacey: you know, just calm down, Karen. Karen: I need to go talk to him. Pacey: I think that that would be a really bad idea. Karen: I don't care. Pacey: Karen, what would you say to him? Seriously, what would you say? [Scene: The project meeting. Joey comes in late, and Cassandra moves over giving her room on the couch.] Cassandra: Here you go, Joey. Joey: Thank you. Sorry. Wilder: We'll forgive you if you brought string cheese. No? Ok. Guess you had to be there. Cassandra, you were wowing us with your theory. Cassandra: It's not a theory, really, just a notion. I think whoever Rose was writing those letters to must also have been a writer. I mean, besides sex, that's practically all she talks about, her insecurities about writing. And who cares about writing except other writers? Wilder: Well, it's highly possible. Joey, agree or disagree? Joey: Uh, I strongly agree. Wilder: Sounds like you have a theory of your own you'd like to share. Joey: I think Rose lizard's greatest confidant was another writer. I think she was Rose Lazare. Wilder: I'll bite. Joey: Well, I--I think she was writing the letters to herself. I think they were like a journal or a diary or a confessional of some kind because they're all about writing, and there are no envelopes, and there's no small talk like in all the other letters. Wilder: The uninteresting ones? Joey: Right. I mean, they're all filled with references about what's going on around her. You know, everyday life, political events, uh, mutual friends, publishers, editors. And these letters are all about herself. You know, her fears and insecurities-- the real her. And I think the only person that she was brave enough to share that with was herself. [Every one is silent] Am I a total idiot? Wilder: No, Joey potter. I think that hush you're hearing is the silence of 5 people simultaneously asking themselves, "why didn't I think of that?" [Scene: After the meeting. Joey and Wilder are cleaning up the mess from the meeting.] Wilder: Kafka writes something very similar to Felice. "Writing letters is like communicating with ghosts, "and not just the ghost of the person addressed, but with your own ghost as well." Joey: Who's Felice? Wilder: Kafka's fiancé. They had this intense romance, a kind of will-they, won't they that went on for years. Ultimately... nothing happened. Oh. You wanna hand me that glass? Joey: Yeah. Do you really think I was right about those letters? Wilder: Yours was the best idea I've heard so far. I'm not surprised. You're a freshman. Your brain has yet to be encoded with your discipline's received ideas. Joey: Oh, so, in nonacademic terms, I'm just too stupid to know any better? Wilder: Would you settle for having an open mind? For most people in college, that's the first thing to go. Wow. I hadn't pegged you for such a hardcore cynic. Joey: I'm not. Wilder: Look. It's like this. Most people, when they get to college, feel really insecure. It seems like everybody around them knows so much more. So they race to try to catch up, pretend to know things, instead of slowing down to actually learn them. Because they don't realize that the discomfort of uncertainty is the most precious part of the experience. See, if you can feel comfortable... not knowing, you can learn anything, anything. And if not, well, then you've stopped before you've gn. Joey: For a while, I was... Wilder: feeling insecure. Joey: No. And I just... I guess what I'm saying is, um... thanks for choosing me to be on this project. Thank you for sticking with it. Wilder: Grab that stuff. I'll clean the rest tomorrow. Joey: Can I ask you one more stupid question? Wilder: sh**t. Joey: Who the hell is Derrida anyway? Wilder: Ha ha! Well, uh, let's just say if literature were the star wars universe, he would be like the Darth Maul. [Scene: The radio Station. Jen is working there as an announcer] Jen on Radio: WBCW. Uh, this is Jen Lindley, and I've been letting you people make requests for long enough now. Tonight I have a dedication of my own. And this one goes out to a very old friend who's seen me at my best and at my worst, and one night at mercer pond, got a pretty good view of me in nothing at all. [REM's Nightswimming playing] [Flashback scene to the night that Dawson and Jen went Skinny dipping.] Dawson: Here I come. Whoo! Ohh! Invigorating! [Laughing] [Scene: Joey's dorm room. Joey and Audrey are talking about yesterday.] Audrey: You really got the idea from my tape? Joey: Yes. Audrey: And... was wilder impressed? Joey: I don't know. I think so. Audrey: Hmm. How impressed? Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Joey, you said you were there after everyone else left. Joey: Ohh, Audrey, please shut up. Audrey: You don't care that you've obviously impressed him and that he obviously thinks you're special? Joey: Heh. No. I just don't care at all. Audrey: [Scoffs] [Scene: Karen' house. Pacey arrives at the door carrying several bags.] Pacey: Hey. Karen: Hey. Pacey: I figured it was my turn to come visit you. Karen: What's that? Pacey: It's a sample platter of tonight's menu. I noticed you didn't really eat too much of anything at the restaurant. Karen: You know, I hate you for making me say this, but...thank you. Pacey: For what? Karen: For this-- for bringing me dinner, for listening the other night, for trying to save me when I told you not to, for not saying, "I told you so." Pacey: That last one may be a bridge too far, because I did tell you so, and I have no problem telling you that I did. Karen: He just-- he kissed her... right there in front of me, like I wasn't even there. Pacey: Well, public kissing is one of the traditional benefits of marriage. Karen: I need to break it off with him. I mean, I just-- I need to end this. I need to move on. Because he's obviously not gonna leave her and... which means we're not going anywhere. Pacey: That's good. Karen: God, this is embarrassing. I'm just another single female with a destructive dating pattern. Pacey: Well, then do like you said. Change it. Karen: What does that even mean, change it? I mean, to what? To you? Sorry. Pacey: Just dig in, ok? Karen: Do you want to join me? I might even have a table under there somewhere. Pacey: Sure. [The phone rings and the answering machine picks up. They both just listen to it.] Answering machine: Hi, this is Karen. If you want me to know who you are, I suggest you leave a message. [Beep] Brecher: Hey, uh, it's me. So, you left. Uh, I can't say I blame you. God, what a mess, Karen. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. My, my life is so... complicated right now, and I'm sorry that you're stuck in the middle of it. I...I know that that means practically nothing to you, and I know that you just want to punch me in the face, and you have every right to, but... I love you, Karen. I--I really do... in ways big and small. I never wanted you to get hurt. Please, Karen, if you're there, pick up, please. I just--I wanna talk. I just want to know you're all right. [Scene: Dawson's House. It is late, and Dawson is just getting home to find Gale sitting on the couch by the fireplace reading.] Dawson: You still up? Gale: Ohh, if I don't keep reading, I'll wind up only speaking baby talk. Dawson: [Chuckles] Gale: Oh, you've got, uh, mail. Dawson: What is it? Gale: I don't know. Open it and see. Dawson: I seem to have won a film festival in Hooksett, New Hampshire. Which is... really bizarre because I never entered a film festival in Hooksett, New Hampshire. Gale: No, but your father did. Yep. He wasn't very good with little details, but...he always believed in you. Dawson: I'm not going back to USC. Gale: Ok. Dawson: Ok? Gale: The last thing I want you to do is go back to a school that you don't like out of some misplaced desire to honor your father's memory. Dawson: But he was so set on me going back there. Gale: No. He wasn't ready to give up on the dream, but he would've. You had your reasons for leaving. You'd have won him over. Dawson: You think? Gale: Oh, honey, under all that bluster and concern, he knew it was your decision to make. Dawson: I miss him. Gale: So do I. Dawson: He could be so Gale: I know. I know. He couldn't make a PB&J without getting jelly in the peanut butter jar. Dawson: And he would refuse to buy socks. He would just borrow mine. I loved him... you know? Gale: Me, too. Dawson: [Sighs]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x08 - Text, Lies and Videotape"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 509 - Hotel New Hampshire [Scene: Pacey's Boat Pacey and Dawson are sitting at the table talking to each other.] Pacey: so, how you been doing, man? Dawson: You know. For the most part, I'm fine. Pacey: For the most part, which I'm going to interpret as meaning that even though you're not going down in flames right now, you do have something on your mind, so why don't you just tell me what's on your mind? Dawson: [Sighs] Nothing. Really. Which--I don't know-- to tell you the truth, is kind of the problem. I can't figure out what the hell to do with myself. Pacey: And you're definitely not gonna go back to U.S.C., Huh? Dawson: No, and that I know is a right decision. But unfortunately, it's about all I know. [Both laugh] Pacey: I mean, come on, man. You gotta cut yourself a little bit of a break here. Life did just throw you one hell of a curve ball. All you really need is time, because before you know it, you're gonna be back in the saddle, full of confidence, up to your old tricks. And you have come to the right place. Dawson: Oh, yeah? Pacey: Well, yeah, man. You're talking to the king of directionless himself. What do you think I was doing with all those years of high school folly? I was perfecting the life without purpose. Dawson: You know, last year, you probably could have gotten away with a burst of self-deprecation like that. But this year, Pacey, you seem fairly driven. Pacey: Yeah, I know. It's terrible, isn't it? But what can I say? I love the kitchen life. I even love the crass kitchen attitude. Sandwich? Dawson: Sure. Pacey: But inevitably, along with the crass kitchen attitude comes the grillside drama. Dawson: Oh? Pacey: Yeah. It all started with me trying to help this girl out of her very self-destructive relationship. But then you throw in a little dash of my very poorly thought out attraction to her and her absolute lack of attraction to me. You kind of get where I'm coming from. Dawson: [Laughs] Oh, that sucks. You wanna talk about it? Pacey: Nah. To tell you the truth, it's really not all that interesting. And it's nothing you should be troubling yourself with, you know, given everything that's been on your mind lately. Dawson: [Sighs] Ahem. Well... for what it's worth, the Pacey I know would figure out a way to help the girl, no matter what the drama. Pacey: Is that so? Dawson: Without a doubt. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Jen's House. Joey and Jen are sitting at the table studying. Jen is getting tired of it.] Jen: Ok. Joey, it's time for a study break. I've been nodding off on the same sentence to the point of drool. It's just-- it's not pretty. Joey: You don't have to ask me twice. Jen: Ahh, sweet. Joey: Hey, where's Jack? Jen: Deep in the land of frat. Joey: Did he tell you about this winter formal thing? Jen: Um, yeah. That actually sounds vaguely familiar to me, but... to be quite honest, all the Greek-speak sounds like, well, Greek to me. Joey: [Laughs] I get it. He wouldn't think of asking you to the caveman hoopla, so I get stuck with the surrogate date duties. Jen: I feel for you. I do. Watching Jack pretend to be one with the thick-necked brotherhood. Ruh ruh. Joey: Come on, it can't be that bad, right? Jen: Well, I'm sure that grams has some prescription medication somewhere that would help you a lot through this, Joey. Joey: [Laughs] Thanks, but I think I'll manage. Hey, Jen? Um... speaking of the men in our lives... how's Dawson these days? Jen: You're asking me? Joey: Well, it's, you know-- I haven't seen him for a while, and I know that you two hang out and... I guess I just needed to know that he's doing all right. Jen: He's better. He, um, he's been seeing a shrink. Which I think is really good for him, you know? He's gonna be fine. Joey: Good. It's exactly what I needed to hear. It's been, um... it's been kind of hard getting used to not... being the one to see him through this, you know. Jen: Right. Joey: I think I'm finally ok with it, which is even harder to admit without feeling like a total jerk. Jen: Oh, stop it, Joey. You're not a jerk. Joey: Well, anyway, I've been meaning to tell you that I can't think of a better person to be there for him right now than you. I'm really glad that you're there for him. Jen: Thank you. [Scene: The Frat House. Everyone is there going over what needs to be done for the party.] Polar bear: All right. Simmer down, ladies. No offense, Jack. [All laugh] Polar bear: We got a lot to do for tonight's formal and precious little time after this meeting. So let's get to it. A--this is our biggest event before the break, b--it must be perfect, and c-- everybody... must get laid. [Cheering and yelling] Polar bear: You should all be hooked up with a date by now. But for those of you chumps without one... meet the list. Yeah, the list. On the spirit of house love, I need names, people. Decent-looking honeys ready to put out. Guy1: What about Debbie? Guy2: How about Suzanne? [Shouting] Guy3: What about-- what about those fine-ass Worthington chicks? All: Yeah! Guy3: Come on, dog, we know you got some hottie friends. Polar bear: And we know you're not looking to score with 'em. [All laugh] Frat brother: Talk! Talk! Come on, please talk! Jack: All right! All right! All right! I may know a girl that meets the specified requirements. Eric: Hey! I got dibs on whatever this guy's got. Ok, I've seen these quality chicks Mcphee hangs with. [Laughs] Polar bear: So our main man Eric has got himself a date. [Yelling and cheering] [Scene: Karen's Apartment. Karen answers the door to find Pacey outside.] Pacey: Ok. Now, I am aware of how absurd what I am about to say is gonna sound. But I'm also aware of how miserable your current love life can make you sometimes. And I can't just sit around that kitchen anymore and watch you hurt, especially when I know that I can do something about it, so I'm here to ask you out, Karen. Karen: I can't go on a date with you, Pacey. Pacey: Ok, that's fine. Then you don't really have to think of it as a date so much. You can think of it as an opportunity to compare and contrast. A free trial run of a life without heartache. Karen: Pacey, you know I can't. Pacey: Actually, I know that you can, Karen. Because, look, you need a break from your relationship. I mean, hell, I need a break from your relationship. And I promise to wear clean socks, leave all the kinky underwear at home. I might even stop by C.V.S. And steal myself a bottle of cologne. So what do you say? Yeah? Do I have any reason to feel hope here? I mean, you have my word. I'll keep this whole thing completely platonic. Karen: Fine. A friendly outing on the town. Nothing more. Pacey: Excellent. You rock. So I'll pick you up around 7:00? Karen: 7:00. [Scene: Rachel's office. Dawson is sitting and talking things over with Rachel.] Rachel: So this is your friend Pacey you're talking about? Dawson: Yeah, but it's not just him. It's all my friends. It's like, they-- it's been 2 months, and everybody's still-- they're holding things back from me, like they're trying to protect me. I mean, they look at me like this--as this... fragile, breakable thing instead of just Dawson, the person. And I know they mean well. It's just... it makes it virtually impossible to move on. Rachel: Have you mentioned this to any of them? Dawson: Yeah. Well... no, actually. No, I haven't mentioned it to them. Rachel: What about that film festival you told me about? Isn't that coming up? Dawson: This weekend. Rachel: Are you going? Dawson: Hadn't planned on it, no. Rachel: It might be good to take life on the road for a little while. Help clear your mind. You could even take one of those friends you feel so estranged from. Come on, there must be someone you can take. [Scene: The radio Station. Jen is on the air announcing the new songs.] Jen: Well, this little ditty goes out to all you brave souls out there surviving a heartbreak. Trust me, better things will come. [Liz Phair's Ride playing] [Jen looks up to see Nora outside.] [Turns down music] Nora: Hello. Jen: Hey! Oh, and don't worry, our duplicitous sleazebag formerly known as our boyfriend Charlie is not here today. Nora: Ah, that's a good thing. Jen: Yeah, that's always a good thing. You know what? Even if he were here, it wouldn't really matter to me. Nora: Really? Jen: Yep. I think that time has finally done its healing thing. [Jen notices that she has a weird look on her face.] Jen: Hey, what's up? Nora: Nothing. I just wish I had your self-control. I mean, I know I should be puking at the mere mention of Charlie's name, but I find myself daydreaming about him. His latest attempt to woo us back with that whole "I've changed" pitch. Jen: Uh, wait. Which "I've changed" pitch? Nora: You know, all those corny love letters he keeps sending. Doesn't it seem sometimes, you know, in that moment you crawl into bed alone, like, "hey, maybe he really did change"? Jen: [Sighs] Gosh. I don't know which love letters you mean. Nora: Oh. Hasn't he been sending you letters? Jen: No. Nora: Oh. Wow. Jen: So he's trying to woo you back with love letters, huh? That's Nora: Jen, I'm so sorry. Are you ok? Jen: No, no, no. Please. Please don't apologize. I swear it's fine. I was just saying to you that it doesn't matter to me. [Scene: A coffee house. Jen is crying on the couch, and Dawson puts his arm around her and pulls her to him to try and comfort her.] Jen: I want corny love letters. I just don't understand why he chose her and not me. Is there something wrong with me? Dawson: Jen, there's nothing wrong with you. Jen: It's just-- all this time, I thought he was cheating on us on equal ground, you know? But, no, she got to be the girlfriend and I was just the... floozie. Dawson: The floozie? Jen: Yeah. Dawson: [Laughs] The floozie? Jen: [Laughing] It's what I am. A floozie. Dawson: Oh, Jen. [] Jen: This is supposed to be the other way around. I'm supposed to be consoling you, you know. Dawson: No, please. It's the least I can do. And believe it or not, it's helping me. A lot. Jen: I just don't wanna be here. The thought of running into either of them makes me wanna puke. Dawson: Ok, so let's get out of here, then. This weekend. Jen: Well, I'm game. Where do you wanna go? Dawson: You ever been to Hooksett, new Hampshire? Jen: No. [Laughs] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey and Audrey are getting ready for the Frat party.] Audrey: Can I tell you something? I am so psyched to be going to this formal thing. I was so excited when Jack called. Ok, granted, last-minute arrangements can be kind of annoying, not to mention blind dates can be as dangerous as gator wrestling. Joey. You're hogging the mirror. Joey: Oh. Ow. Freak. Audrey: Oh, god! Hello, hideous. Do I even like any of my clothes? Joey: Audrey, you look great. Besides, I really don't know what the big deal is. I mean as much as I want to give Jack credit, I'm sure it's just another night of frat debauchery masquerading as an event. Audrey: Ok, killjoy. First off, Jack said this Eric guy is hella'cute, which right off, sounds pretty interesting to me. And secondly, for someone as progressive as you, it's amazing how closed-minded you are about frats. Joey: The words "progressive" and "frat" do not belong together in the same sentence. [Audrey puts on another coat] Audrey: What about this one? Joey, we're going on a double date. A little cheer, please. Joey: Ok, ok. Well, if nothing else, at least I'll have a good time with Jack, right? [Knock on door] Audrey: Wait, wait. Ok. Jack: Hey. Joey: Hey, handsome. Jack: Wow! Joey, you look beautiful. Joey: Thank you. Jack: Audrey. Hi. How you doing? Audrey: I'm great. Jack: Good. Good. Eric, this is Joey. Eric: Hey. Nice to meet you. Joey: Nice to meet you. Eric: This is Audrey. Audrey: Hi. Eric: Hi. Jack was right. You're a stone fox. Audrey: Thank you. You know, I guess you'll have to do. [Laughs] Well, let's go. Jack: Shall we? Joey: Yeah, yeah, let's go. [Scene: The Hotel in New Hampshire. Dawson and Jen walk up to the Counter to check in.] Woman: Can I help you yet? Dawson: Yeah. I'm Dawson Leery, checking in for the film festival. Woman: Oh, my god! You're totally wicked cute. Way cuter than the picture. Dawson: There's a picture? Woman: Mm-hmm. [] Oh. Is this your girlfriend? Jen: Ha! Ha! Ha! Guy: Oh, cool! Your movie's awesome! Your screening sold out. You bat Oliver, you know? He's like the biggest thing around these parts. Dawson: I'm sorry. Who's Oliver? Woman: He's our local celebrity. Guy: I don't see what the big deal is, though. Ask me, he looks kind of retrd. Woman: He's like, eccentric, Trevor. God! [Dawson and Jen go upstairs to their room.] Dawson: Ok, let me make this clear. It is more than an option to turn around and go back home right now. Jen: Oh, I don't think so. Granted, the people of this town are a little...off, but who can deny that we could both use the love? And what better way to spend an evening than as girlfriend to the biggest celebrity in town? Dawson: Gee, honey, you shouldn't have. Jen: Well... wow! [They open the door to the room to see the honeymoons suite.] [Scene: The Frat Party. Joey, Jack, Audrey and Eric have all just arrived.] Joey: You guys really went all out. Guy1: Sigma Ep. Expect nothing less. Guy2: Way to deliver, man. Guy3: Score, big daddy. Score. Joey: What was that? Jack: Nothing. The guys just being idiots. Eric: Take your coats, ladies? Audrey: Ok. Joey: You know, Jen should be sharing in this pain right now. I should call her. Jack: No can do. She's gone for the weekend with Dawson. [Scene: At a seafood restaurant. Pacey and Karen are on their date.] Karen: That was great. Pacey: Thanks. [To the waiter] Just the check, please. Thank you. [to Karen] So? Karen: What? Pacey: Oh, come on. Was this good, or was this good? Now give me a little bit of credit here because I saw the look on your face when we came in. Karen: I did not have a face. Pacey: You had a face. But let's get back to giving me credit, shall we? You may also have noticed that tonight I have kept us in very crowded places because I wouldn't want you to be tempted to jump me on our non-date evening. Karen: Well, I mean, you are wearing that really sexy outfit. Damn. Who would have thought you'd clean up so good? And you're so right. A lesser guy would have not afforded my self-control such a generous security blanket. You've saved me from myself. Pacey: Well, it hasn't been easy, let me tell you. [Karen chuckles] Pacey: And I know you don't like hearing this, Karen, but you do deserve better than being Brecher's illicit affair. A woman who is as giving and as beautiful as yourself deserves someone who's gonna be there loving you back just as hard. [Scene: Outside the theater. Jen and Dawson are leaving the theater after watching one of the films up for the award.] Dawson: Ok. That was good. Jen: Yeah, that was really good. Dawson: Which just kinda puts the final nail in the coffin. Jen: What nail? What coffin? Dawson: How did I get top prize? I mean, either my dad donated a wing to the Hooksett public library, or these people have no idea what's good and what's bad. Jen: Ok. This has gotta stop. Dawson: What's gotta stop? Jen: This--the people of this town are perfectly nice. And you blaming them for bad taste is obviously just a way to undermine your own artistic abilities. And you have a tremendous talent, so would you please stop putting yourself down? Or I'll have to break up with you. Dawson: You can't break up with me. You'll never break up with me. The physical attraction is far too strong. Jen: You got me there, tiger. [Oliver comes out of the theater and walks over to them.] Oliver: Hey! Leery? Your movie better be good, man. This festival consistently gives the first prize to a film with a fresh voice and unique vision. I've won it 3 years in a row, and I just don't like the idea of being usurped by a Hollywood slickster, you know? It's just not cool. [Turns to Jen and says.] Hi. You're really pretty. Jen: Who's gonna argue? [Scene: Outside Karen's apartment. Pacey is walking Karen home after their date.] Pacey: No after-dinner cigarette? Karen: No cigarette. I tend to only smoke when I'm nervous or severely annoyed. Pacey: So, then, not nervous or severely annoyed? I guess I should take that as a good sign. In fact, I don't think I saw you yell or complain all night long. It's amazing what being out of civilization does for a girl. If I didn't know you better, I would say that you positively light up. Karen: Now, don't go ruin the moment with unnecessary compliments. Pacey: And why not? Enough of the cynicism. I say that we ruin this night silly with unnecessary flattery. Karen Torres, you are a beautiful young woman with fantastic taste in clothing, and although your jokes do tend to bmb, you make up for it with that sparkling smile of yours. Ok. Now, it's your turn. Karen: I had a great time tonight, Pacey. Pacey: Yeah, I'll take that. Karen: Thank you. Pacey: You know, just seeing you have a good time is thanks enough. Anyway, uh... good night, Karen. [He goes to kiss her on the cheek, and she turns his face and kisses him full on the mouth. They begin making out and make their way into the apartment, where Karen pushes him down on the couch and jumps on top of him.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The theater just after seeing Dawson's film on A.I. Brooks] Announcer: The first time I saw this documentary, I knew I was in the hands of a talented filmmaker, but I was equally moved by a letter which accompanied the film's submission. It was a letter from the filmmaker's father telling me that I absolutely could not ignore his son's work. Honestly, I was predisposed to hate the film because, well, it didn't show up until 3 days passed the deadline. But I'm a father myself, and I know a thing or two about parental pride. So I grudgingly put the video in the VCR. And after 5 minutes, I knew Mitch Leery was right. I absolutely could not ignore his son's work. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you the filmmaker behind this year's top prize film... Dawson Leery. [After some coxing from Jen he goes up to the podium.] Dawson: Uh... I don't know what to say. My dad... loved movies. He loved them, uh, in the truest sense in that he had no interest in making them. He just... he loved watching them. He started taking me to movies at a very early age. I loved it. He would take me to movies and then, uh... and then talk to me about them. And thank god he did. Um, 'cause there's no way I would be here right now if he hadn't done that. Um, thank you so much for this award and for receiving this film so warmly. I dedicate this film to my dad, and I will remember him every time I look at this. So, thank you. And a very special thank you to my girlfriend Jen Lindsey. [She smiles and blushes a little] [Scene: The Frat Party. Audrey and Eric are sitting at a bench talking. Audrey is not having much fun.] Eric: I'm-- I'm not saying that I bench that much yet. But I mean, some of the guys, they do. It's crazy. So, um, what gym do you go to? [Someone screams] [Eric puts his arm around Audrey's shoulder] Audrey: What are you doing? Eric: Nothing. You want another drink? [Scene: The Frat party. Jack is by the bar when Eric goes up to him.] Eric: Hey! Mcphee! I'm beginning to think you lied to me, man. Jack: What are you talking about? Eric: Audrey. This chick, she's all tease and no please. Jack: Come on. It's only halfway through the night. I mean, give her some time. She'll come around. Eric: God, I don't know, man. It's like I gave her my best moves and my best lines, and it... zzz! Nothing! What if she turns out to be a prude? Jack: What? No, no. Believe me. Look, the last thing Audrey is is a prude. I don't know what you're so worried about, man. I mean, Audrey's easy, all right. She's just looking to have a good time. I know for a fact that she was psyched to come here tonight. You just, you know, play your cards right and she'll hook up with you for sure. [He turns around to see that Joey was standing behind him when he said this] [Scene: Karen's Apartment. Pacey is getting dressed and getting ready to leave.] Pacey: Look, I know that this is complicated. And despite what were my best intentions, I promise you I know that I haven't helped, but there's no reason why we can't work this out. Karen: This doesn't change anything, Pacey. This doesn't mean that we're in a relationship. Pacey: Well, I know that we're not having a relationship, but now Karen: then why the hell did you start this in the first place? Pacey: Hold on a second here. You kissed me. Remember? Karen: That was a mistake. Ok? You're not worth what I'm risking. Pacey: So, then why did you do it? Karen: I don't know. Pacey: Did you sleep with me to get back at Brecher? You did, didn't you? Karen: It's not that simple. Pacey: No, it is that simple. [Scene: At a party for the contestants of the film festival.] Photographer: Ok. Let's squeeze in on the sides. Good. Hold it. Ok. Thanks a lot, guys. Appreciate it. [The contestants are getting their pictures taken together.] Oliver: You know, you're really pissing me off, Leery. I mean, I used to take pride in thinking that I was the only geek in America that knew who A.I. Brooks was. Seriously, though, man, your flick is fantastic. I'm blown away. Dawson: Thank you. Oliver: You know, you're not half the goon I thought you were. Dawson: I'm not a, uh, Hollywood slickster? Oliver: Ok. Ok. I can get a little carried away sometimes. So? How do you like 'sc? Dawson: Uh, dropped out, actually. Um, it just wasn't for me. What about you? Your movie is worthy of great stuff. Why are you hanging around here? Oliver: Well, here is where I grew up. I go to school in Boston. This really weird visual arts place full of freaks and misfits. And you know, it might suit you. Yeah, you should, uh, come check it out sometime. Dawson: Definitely. Thank you. I might. Oliver: Cool. Ah, here comes your girl. Dawson: She's, uh... Oliver: hi. Jen: Hey. Dawson: Jen, this is Oliver. Jen: Oh. Yeah. God. Your movie was fantastic. Oliver: Thanks. Um, and you're still really pretty. Jen: Thank you. Oliver: I was just about to tell Dawson how lucky he is. You guys make a great couple. Jen: Well, thank you. Very much. Oliver: No problem. Um, I'll see you around? Dawson: Yeah. See ya. [Jen laughs] Jen: Did you hear that, baby? You're lucky to have me. Dawson: That's an understatement if I ever heard one. [Scene: The Frat party. Jack and Joey are in a heated discussion on what just happened.] Jack: What? Joey: How do you get off talking about Audrey like that? Jack: You yourself used to talk about her like that. Joey: Yeah, but that's before I knew her. I wasn't going around selling her to the highest bidder. Jack: It was just stupid, harmless fun. That's it. Joey: I can't believe you just said that. Jack, what happened to you? When did you turn into this jerk? Jack: Hold on. You don't understand. Joey: You're right. I don't understand, and that's because you never cared to explain. It's like you just couldn't wait for the moment we got to Boston so you could drop us and get new friends. Jack: Whoa--whoa. That's not true. Joey: No? Jack: Look. Joey: What? Jack: I feel at home here. For once, I have a family that's not constantly on the brink of self-destruction. I mean, with these guys, I can finally live my life instead of constantly worrying about someone else's. Joey: Really? Because it feels to me like you're hiding, Jack, like you're pushing us and yourself away, because maybe it's just easier to be another one of the meatheads. Jack: Meathead? Joey: Yeah. Jack: You don't even know any of these people. Joey: Well, I really don't want to run off and meet 'em all now that I know they're all wanna-be pimps. Jack: See, now you're exaggerating, Joey. You know what? Every time something doesn't meet your standard of righteousness, you write it off like it's the worst thing on earth. Joey: Standard of righteousness? Jack: Yeah. Joey: Jack, try common decency and respect. Jack: Joey, look around. Everybody here is having a good time. Nobody's forcing anyone to be here. Joey: That's true. No one's forcing me to be here. [Scene: The hotel room. Jen is coming out of the Bathroom in her pajamas, and Dawson is sitting on the bed thinking.] Jen: What are you thinking about? Dawson: My dad. In a good way. In a really good way. In a way I haven't been able to in a long time. Standing up there in front of all those people, talking about him, it was just... it was so nice to remember him. You know, and for the first time, I was finally able to appreciate what a great father he was and how lucky I was to have known him without feeling guilty. Without feeling like I let him down. I don't wanna jinx anything, but... I daresay I'm happy. Jen: Well, I hope so 'cause you deserve it. Dawson: And I have you to thank in a big way. Jen: How do you figure? Dawson: You've somehow managed to figure out a way to be there for me. And that... uh...I'll never be able to put into words what that means to me. Jen: Listen. I... it's the least I can do for the guy who restores my faith in the opposite sex. Dawson: [Laughs] I do that? Jen: Yes, you do do that. Dawson: Wow. How do I do that? Jen: Because...eh, um... no. When it didn't work out between us all those years ago, um... you still have managed to give me a place in your heart. Dawson: Why didn't it work out between us? Jen: You were in love with Joey. Dawson: No. That's too easy. I seem to recall you having broken up with me. Jen: Yeah, but, I-- oh, god. I quickly saw the errors of my ways and proceeded to, um... hurl myself at you in a very embarrassing fashion. Dawson: That's right. You did. Oh, god. And I'm ashamed to admit it, but I really enjoyed that. I did. I loved it, especially you being the first girl that had torn my heart out and all. Jen: I did? Dawson: God, yeah. Temple of doom style. But... anyway... I think I'm fully aware of the reason it didn't work out between us. Jen: Why? Dawson: You were never physically attracted to me. Jen: Is that what you think? Dawson: Yeah. I think you thought that I was safe. Jen: Yeah. [She goes over and kisses him, then begins to pull back when Dawson pulls her into kiss him more intensely. They begin undressing one another to make love to one another.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The hotel room. Jen and Dawson are lying in bed after just having made love to one another. Jen is looking down at Dawson as he is lying there] Jen: Look at you smiling. Dawson: So that's what everyone's talking about. Jen: That's it. Dawson: Hmm... it wasn't... what I imagined. Jen: It's not? Dawson: No. Everyone always told me your first time is never as good as you'd imagine it to be. That was... every bit the fantasy. Uh, you were Jen: Shh! We. We were. Dawson: You're right. We. We were great. [Scene: Inside the restaurant. Brecher is doing some paper work when Pacey walks in.] Brecher: What's wrong, Witter? You're early. Pacey: I need to talk to you for a sec. Brecher: All right. What's up? Pacey: I quit. Brecher: This is about Karen? Pacey: Yes, this is about Karen. So you know things have gotten a little complicated, and I'm sorry because I didn't mean for this to happen. Brecher: Yeah, you did. There's no need to lie to me about it. Pacey: You're saying that to me, the guy who's cheating on his wife, and you put me right in the middle of it. Do you ever stop to think about that, or did you ever stop to think about Karen? Brecher: More than you'll ever know, kid. Pacey: Fine. Whatever. I still quit. Brecher: Fine. That's cool. Karen already bat you to it. Pacey: What? Brecher: That's what she wanted, not me. Look, I'm sorry you got caught up in this. I should probably never have borrowed your boat. I'm sorry that your image of me has been shattered. I never said I was perfect. That's the way things are sometimes. Job's still yours if you want it. [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey walks into the room to find Jack and Audrey there talking.] Joey: Is everything ok? Audrey: Yes. I was just putting Jack through a pretty grueling apology here, but he passed. Come here, you! [] Jack: I'm so sorry. Audrey: I know. I know. No hard feelings, ok? Just a lot of making up to do. And the next time you set me up, it better be with someone secure enough with girls not to resort to, like, muscle-and-fitness talk. Joey: Really, what was that about? Audrey: Go easy on him, bunny. Jack: [Sighs] Ok, uh... the thing is, Joey, um... there really isn't much I can say to defend the way that I acted last night. It just... it's really hard sometimes, you know, balancing things out, meeting new friends, trying to bring them together with the--with the old. I don't know. Joey: It probably doesn't help when the old friends are quick to judge something they... know nothing about. Jack: Well, actually, that's what you need sometimes to keep from being such an ass. Joey: You know, Jack, you grow up in this small town, you know, thinking you have the most open mind and you're ready for anything. And then you finally h*t the big city, and, suddenly, there are still so many surprises, like, no matter how open you thought your mind was, there's still so much to learn in sometimes places you never would have even thought. Jack: Yeah. Joey: If a fraternity is what you need, we need to learn to accept that. I need to learn to be less extreme about it. Jack: Come here. [Chuckles] [Scene: A bench outside the restaurant. Karen is sitting there when Pacey walks up and joins her.] Pacey: Eh...so... last night, I never would have guessed that we were gonna be sitting here like this. Karen: I'm sorry for what I said, Pacey. Last night was just as much my fault as it was yours. For what it's worth, I don't regret it, not a single second. You forced me to make a decision I should have made a long time ago. Pacey: Then why don't you give it a chance? I mean, you don't have to leave, Karen. Karen: No. I do. I owe myself some major regrouping, and I have you to thank for making me realize that. You called me on a lot of things that need fixing. Nobody can save you from yourself. Pacey: I probably would have tried anyway. Karen: I know. Stick with Brecher, Pacey. He's not such a bad guy. He's got a soft spot for ya. Besides... you're good in there. Pacey: Thanks. Karen: Take care, Witter. Pacey: Yep, you, too, Torres. [Scene: the hotel room. Dawson and Jen are packing up their bags to leave.] Jen: Back to reality, huh? Dawson: Hmm. I guess. Jen: [Sighs] Dawson? I need to talk. Dawson: Ok. So let's talk. Jen: Ok. I just feel awkward and... there's too much at stake for me to let it slide. Dawson: What do you mean? Jen: I don't know. I mean, part of me wishes that last night could just be, um, a beautiful memory, and the other part knows that sex changes everything. And I just don't want to lose our friendship. Dawson: Ok. You're not gonna lose my friendship. I promise. Jen: Ok? Dawson: And, yes, sex does change things. But who says it has to be for the worse? Jen: What does that mean? Dawson: [Sighs] I don't know. I don't know. If I told you I knew where this was leading, I'd be lying to you, 'cause I don't. All I know is... it happened last night, and it felt right. And if sex changes things, you know what? I say, bring it on. I'm ready to explore that. Jen: Ok. I'm in. I wish we didn't have to leave here. Dawson: So we stay. Jen: Stay? Dawson: Yeah. [He dumps his bag out onto the floor.] We stay. At least a couple days. After all, this is the honeymoon suite, right? Jen: And I am your girlfriend. [He picks her up and carries her to the bed again.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x09 - Hotel New Hampshire"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 510 - Appetite for Destruction [Scene: Grams kitchen. Pacey, Joey, Jack, and Audrey are all gathered around helping Pacey prepare their meal] Jack: There you go. Joey: Thank you. Audrey: Do do do do Joey: ooh. Audrey: Mmm. Dee dee dee dee Joey: ooh, the rice is looking kinda gummy, pace. Pacey: Uh, no. It's risotto, Jo, and it's not gummy. It's just absorbing the stuff. Jack: Joey, please don't hinder the man's process, all right? I'm starving. Audrey: Yeah, me, too. What gives with the fancy rice? Pacey: It's risotto, and it can't just be cooked. It has to be built. Audrey: Well, that's awesome and everything, but if the plan is for us to bond, let's just order a pizza and give each other manicures. Joey: Audrey, aside from the fact that we said that we would have these weekly dinners and have obviously failed to do so, Pacey's cooking, on his night off, no less. I mean, we should at least welcome the break from dining hall fare. Audrey: Yeah, well, you promised me a Grams, and I see no Grams, so the evening is clearly ruined. I'm liking the decor, however. Hey, you guys ever go crazy and eat off the plates on the wall? Pacey: Hey, Audrey, you know that onion I asked you to chop? Audrey: Yes. Yes, I do. Pacey: Fork it over. Audrey: Oh, no. I'm sorry. I thought you were just trying to make me feel included by giving me a little task to do. I didn't... Joey: Hands Pacey the cut up onion] here, Pace. Joey: So, where are Jen and Dawson? I thought the festival ended yesterday. Jack: Yeah, Jen called grams, said they were stayin' an extra day. Something about, uh, soaking up the atmosphere. I don't know. [Scene: Outside Grams house. Dawson is retrieving his and Jen's bags from the back of his jeep] Jen: Oh, wow... back at Grams. Dawson: That's right. The harsh reality of life at Grams. [Laughs] The endless cycle of home cooked meals and grueling knitting sessions. Jen: [Chuckles] You mock me. Dawson: I do mock you. Jen: Ah, I just enjoyed our little escapist adventure. I mean... I don't know what I'm gonna say to her. Dawson: You don't have to say anything. Jen: Are you proposing that we sneak around, Dawson Leery? Because... you know, I am that kind of girl. Dawson: I am proposing that we just... enjoy what we have goin' on and don't worry so much about what to tell other people. Jen: Who is this footloose and fancy free boy? [Dawson leans Jen against a column and kisses her]Why don't we go inside? [Scene: Grams house. Dawson and Jen start kissing in the hallway and Audrey, then Jack and Pacey and finally walk in on their little kissing event.] Audrey: Hey, guys. [Silence and ackward stares all around..few smiles as well]Um... Pacey made rice. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Grams dining room. Pacey, Joey, Audrey, Jack, Dawson, and Jen are all gathered around a candle lit table eating dinner. Silence and ackward stares alll around...yet again] Pacey: It's not supposed to be this gummy. I mean, you're supposed to serve it right away before anything has a chance to coagulate. Jen: I'm sorry. That's probably our... [Clears throat] My fault for the coagulation. I just didn't know that everybody was gonna be here and-- Dawson: Or that pacey was cooking. Right. Who could have guessed? Jack: Already finishing each other's sentences. Audrey: [Clears throat and purposely stains her shirt] What--oh, my god. Will you look at that? What gets out rice? Joey, come help me. [Scene: Grams bathroom. Audrey tries to get Joey to open up and let out what she is feeling...since she did just witness Dawson and Jen kissing.] Joey: Subtle, Audrey. Audrey: Well, don't you need some serious girl talk right now? I mean, aren't you, at this very moment resisting the temptation to grab the butter Knfe and grind away slowly at your wrist? Joey: No, I'm fine. We didn't have to cause a scene. Audrey: No, we didn't have to, but, oh, come on, it's not like we're missing the dinner of the century out there. Seriously, Joey, are you ok? Joey: Yeah. Look, so they had a fun weekend together. They were kissing, and believe me, it's literally nothing I haven't seen before. Audrey: Oh! Yes, right! Joey, come on. This isn't, like, first week Audrey that you're talking to here. This is december Audrey. I am wise. I've been studying your people for a great many months, and I know how it works. And also, I know a thing or 2 about the casual kiss, and I'm sorry, but that kiss looked decidedly un-casual. Honey, I know that you're just this nice country girl who grew up on a stream, or whatever, but don't you know what I'm talking about? Joey: I'm sorry. Uh, what's the topic at hand? Audrey: Well, that clearly relations were had. You know, scantily clad and possibly fully naked relations? Oh, thank you for that image. I'm sorry. It just seems like you need a little slap in the face. Come on, woman. A reaction, please. Joey: I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have a reaction. [Scene: Grams dining room. Jen gets up from the table leaving the guys alone] Jen: I'm gonna go see if there's something that I can do to help. I'll just be right back. Dawson: Ok. Jack: Ok. [Hums] [Scene: Grams bathroom.] Jen: Knocks and opens bathroom door] Audrey, um, do you need to borrow a shirt? Audrey: Oh, well, that'll be great. Thanks. [closes bathroom door] Jen: Ok. [Jen and Audrey walk down the hall] [Scene: Grams dining room. Pacey and Jack are smiling, giggling and staring at Dawson while still seating at the table.] Pacey: [Sighs] So... Dawson... Dawson leery. Dawson: That's my name. Pacey: Yep. Well, come on, man. Dawson: Come on, what? Pacey: Well, first off, why aren't you eating your risotto, but second and far more importantly, why, oh, why did you choose to take the lovely and talented Jen Lindley away for the weekend? Jack: A woman even my tribe can't resist? Pacey: A woman who has tugged at the heartstrings of rehabilitated rebels and frat boys alike, and here you are not sharing the details? Dawson: I got nothin' to share. Pacey: Really? So that's why you've been staring at the bathroom door like you wish you had telekinetic powers, which means to me that either you are very, very concerned about Audrey's wardrobe, or perhaps you're concerned about Joey. Jack: Hey, call me crazy, but I don't think Joey's gonna mind a little kissing, unless, of course, something more happened. Pacey: Now, there's an interesting idea, but what more could have happened? Dawson: [Sighs] Guys, I'm not gonna go over the bases with ya. Pacey: I didn't say bases. Did you say bases? Jack: Guys, we don't need details. Dawson: All right. I'll be right back. Pacey: Bases is plural. [Dawson walks out the room and closes the partition doors] Jack: Mmm. He did. Pacey: You think? Jack: Yeah. Definitely did. You feel different? I do. Pacey: I do. I feel different. I mean, here we have Dawson Leery walking amongst us, and I gotta tell ya, I'm a little worried that maybe he wasn't prepared. We didn't even get a chance to have the talk. How do you know? Jack: Mmm, it's not so much him as it is her. I mean, sick as it sounds, I know the look. Pacey: Oh, man. You know, we almost did, too. Jack: Mmm, I know. I know. Come to think of it, we almost did once, too. Pacey: Hmm. What do you think it takes? Jack: A virgin and a straight guy. Pacey: [Click] Damn. [Scene: Grams kitchen. Joey and Dawson are standing in the kitchen talking] Joey: I'm fine, ok? Um... you know, seeing you kiss someone else is always going to be a little weird. I won't lie, but... it makes perfect sense, you and Jen getting back together. Dawson: Yeah, I--I... I hadn't thought of it that way, the, uh, the "back together" part. I mean, we're such different people now. Joey: I guess we all are, I hope. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: So how did this... happen? Dawson: I don't know. It--it kinda took us both by surprise. Actually, um... I don't know. Getting out of my house really just kinda cleared a lot of the cobwebs out of my head. And--and everybody was so accepting of the film. And, uh, as stupid as it is, they put us in the honeymoon suite. Um... ah, there's no handbook for this, is there? Joey: No. Maybe we should think of co-authoring one. Dawson: Um... there's no graceful way of having this conversation. Joey: What conversation? I mean, we're talking about a kiss. [long lingering stare] Oh. Uh... [Laughs] No, this is-- this is kind of silly. Um, I should have known. I--I mean, when you two walked in the door together, I mean, I'm the last person in the world you could call naive. Dawson: Joey. Joey: No, really. I get it, ok? I mean, we don't have to make this into a thing. In fact, let's not make this into a thing, ok?[Joey opens the partition doors and walks out.] Dawson: Hmm. [Scene: Grams dining room. All are gathered at the table again.] Pacey: Well, I hate to break this to you guys given your obvious level of enthusiasm, but now, it's time for the second course. Joey: You know what, pace? If this cooking is stressing you out, and we're all tired from whatever, I mean... we could call this off if you want. Pacey: [Chuckles] Oh, no. It's a good try, but no, because there are many more courses to come, and although they may not be up to snuff for finicky sorts such as yourself, I put a lot of time and energy into them, so that has to be worth something, right? Joey: You want some help? Pacey: No, no. I'll be fine. Audrey: I need salt. Jack: You don't have to ask me twice. [Pacey, Joey, Audrey, and Jack walk into the kitchen leaving Dawson and Jen to themselves.] Dawson: [Sighs] So, they know. Jen: Mmm. Dawson: Right... [Clears throat] Oh, god. And Joey knows. Jen: Oh, boy. [Sighs] How did she react? Dawson: Like Joey. Jen: Is she upset? Dawson: Yeah, she is and she isn't. I mean... I don't know... [Clears throat] If you can make any sense of that. Jen: Man. Last week, she told me that, um... she couldn't think of anybody better to take care of you than me. I don't think this is what she had in mind. Dawson: As much as I love and care about those people in the next room, I'm happy with you. [kisses Jen's hand] Ok? And nobody else gets to weigh in on that. Ok? Jen: Ok. [Dawson kisses Jen and camera fades toward the open kitchen door where Audrey is peering out] [Scene: Grams kitchen. Pacey is getting the next course serving ready while Joey, Audrey, and Jack all stand around.Topic of conversation...Dawson and Jen.] Jack: Look, I'm just gonna say it, all right? I think it's a little weird. [Joey grabs a bag out of the covered and tosses it to Audrey whom Pacey snatches it from.] Joey: Really? I thought you'd be all for Jen being with someone like Dawson. Nice, sensitive... Jack: Shell-shocked, vulnerable? Look, come on, guys. Somebody's gotta say it. I just don't think it's the best time to experiment for either one of them. Aren't you a little glad I said that? Audrey: Ok, ok. But seriously, where's the Grams? You guys have been evading the question all night. What do you, like, keep her upstairs in the attic or something? Joey: You know what? Audrey's right. It's very inappropriate to be doing this without grams. I mean, this is her house, after all. Jack: No, no, no, no, no. If I'm stayin', you're stayin'. Joey: You live here. Jack: Less and less. It's not the will & grace thing it once was. Pacey: Ok, look, I know that leaving right now sounds tempting, and it would be easy, but somehow I don't think that the easy thing is gonna solve anything... in the long run. Audrey: Hey, um... what's goin' on in here? Pacey: It's, uh, lemon roasted chicken. Audrey: Is it supposed to be birthing the lemons like that? Jack: All right. If that doesn't wake up the taste buds, I don't know what will. Pacey: You stuff the lemons into the chicken for flavoring. Joey: Mmm. That's great. Let's serve it up. Pacey: No. No. It's not ready yet. Joey: Well, I, for one, prefer my chicken raw. I don't know what all the fuss is about. Jack: Yeah, sure. Why not? Cavemen used to do it. Pacey: Sure. That's a great idea. Go grab the plates. We'll serve it up, bloody as hell. [Joey walks through the partition doors into the dining room.] Dawson: Um, do they need some help in there? Joey: If you want. [Scene: Grams dining room. Jen comfronts Joey.] Jen: Um...Joey? Just so you know, um... for whatever it's worth, and I don't know what that is, but I just didn't-- I didn't plan on this. Joey: I didn't assume that you did. Jen: I know, I just, um... this boy has always been between us in one way or another, and I feel like you and I were finally getting close. And I would just-- I would really hate for that to be negated by this, um... development. Joey: You know what? Um, everyone seems to be operating under this assumption tonight that we're all going to react a certain way to this, and that that way is somehow going to be apocalyptic. I don't know how many different ways to say this, but I'm fine. Really. You're a good person, Jen. That's exactly what Dawson needs right now. [Scene: Pacey, Joey, Jack, Audrey, Jen, and Dawson are sitting down at the dining room table eating] Jack: Pace, if I spot a vein, do I win a prize? Pacey: So, perhaps the chicken was taken a bit before its time, but that said, I did serve you the cooked parts. 'Cause demented as my sense of humor may be sometimes, I'm not trying to unleash a health hazard here. So please, eat in peace. Jack: So, Dawson, aside from the obvious, how was the, uh, the film festival? Dawson: Um, I was afraid it was gonna be some little, like, hee-haw production, which it was, but, uh, in a good way. And, uh...um, I met this guy who goes to school in Boston. Actually goes to a film school here. I was thinking of checking it out. Joey: Really? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, the idea of getting up each morning with a purpose beyond just getting through the day is actually kind of appealing. Joey: So then you would end up in Boston after all. Dawson: Yeah, looks that way. Jack: Well, that's really cool, man. I mean, if you decide to move here, there's plenty of room at Grams'. That's a definite possibility. Audrey: God and man! [Audrey stains her clothes yet again] [Scene: Audrey and Joey walk into Grams kitchen] Joey: Not again! Audrey: Joey, please. Joey: Excuse me. Maybe we should go over our game plan here. I mean, usually in these situations, the one who needs to talk is the one who freely hurls food on her friend's clothing. Audrey: Ok, well, I need to talk. Joey: Oh, I'm sorry. What can I do to make you feel more comfortable? [Sighs] Audrey, everyone's treating me like a delicate little flower in there. No thanks to these emergency rushes to the kitchen on the half hour. Audrey: Well, what is wrong with you? Why aren't you a delicate little flower? Have you no soul? Just a black, black void? Joey: Which question should I answer first? Audrey: Ok. He's moving to Boston. How do you feel about that? Joey: Fine. I feel nothing. Ok? Nothing. It's not the most shocking news in the world. Audrey: [Sighs] Joey: You know what? When dawson's father died, it canceled everything out. Understandably. Audrey: Yes. Joey: And yes, there was a point where there were possibilities, say-- I guess. I don't know. I guess I'll never know. And we both thought that things were going to happen, but what happened is that dawson lost his father. What kind of a person would I be if I didn't understand that? So, yeah, maybe... if this broke my heart, I wouldn't have any right to say so. Audrey: Oh, but, honey... you have the right to say anything you want when it comes to how you feel. Joey: It doesn't matter, ok? It is what it is. [Joey walks out of the kitchen] [Doorbell rings] Jen: Let me get that. [Jen walks to the door and opens it] Charlie: Hi. [Scene: Grams dining room.] Audrey: Um, pacey? Don't the salads usually come first? Pacey: Well, Audrey, those with sophisticated tastes usually save the salad for the third course because it cleanses the palette before dessert. Joey: Don't listen to her, pace. She can't even work the dorm microwave. Audrey: Well, I didn't have one growing up. Ok? My mother was afraid of radiation poisoning. Little did she know there were more dangerous things in the house, like her. Jack: Are we gonna eat, or what? Pacey: Don't you think we oughta wait on Jen? Jack: Here, dawson. Most nice, normal people would, but who knows how long pretty boy is going to take... to, uh-- oh, look. Bread. Dawson: Uh, I'm gonna check to see what's takin' so long. Be right back. [Dawson walks toward the front door and Pacey follows in his foot steps] Pacey: Dawson? I'm sure she'll be right in. Dawson: Trust me. I'm in no mood to cause a scene. I'm just gonna see if she's ok. Pacey: I'm all for scene causing. I wanna serve the guy up as garnish for the third course, but don't be that guy. And I know you, man. You're 10 times better than that guy. Dawson: Charlie? I should hope. Pacey: Not just Charlie. The guy who needs to check in long before the check in is due. If you start your relationship with Jen off like this, panicking every time she leaves the room, rushing out to size up the competition, which is, really, let's be honest, what you're doing here, then the whole thing is gonna have this needy overtone that, believe me, is a rocky road best left untraveled. Dawson: That guy doesn't sound a heck of a lot like me. Why do I get a feeling you're this guy? Pacey: 'Cause generally you're a very wise man. Dawson: I don't want you to think I don't appreciate your advice, 'cause I do. Pacey: But you're going out anyway. Dawson: Exactly. Pacey: Well, can't say I blame ya. [Pacey walks back to the dining room and Dawson opens the front door] Dawson: Hey. Is everything ok? Jen: Um, yeah. Am I holding up dinner? Dawson: Don't worry about it. We'll wait. Jen: Ok. Thank you. Just one second. Dawson: Take your time. [Dawson closes the door.] Charlie: [Sighs] Nice to meet you, too. Jen: You'll have to forgive my friends if they're not vying to meet you, but they're really good like that. Charlie: Listen, I don't expect you to invite me in for cocoa or anything. I just wanted to bring you this before finals. The thought of you studying without your flaming lips t-shirt saddened me. Jen: Thanks. Charlie: Anyway... not that I expect you to sympathize or anything, but, uh, Nora and I...aren't. Jen: That's great. Charlie: But it looks like you... are? Jen: His name's Dawson. And I would have introduced you guys if it weren't one of the more awkward meet and greets known to man. Charlie: Yeah. Jen: Not that this serves as an absolution, but it seems like I have a habit of picking the wrong guy, and-- and I feel like maybe this time I made the right choice. Charlie: Well, I honestly just want you to be happy, Jen. And I want you to know that. Jen: I am. Charlie: I hope to see you around sometime. Jen: Sure. From afar. At graduation. Charlie: Well, take care. Jen: Bye. [Scene: Grams dining room.] Jen: Sorry, you guys. Dawson: Everything ok? Jen: Yeah. Everything's fine. T-shirt returned. Case closed. Joey: You know what? I'm gonna get some more salad. [Joey walks to the kitchen.] Dawson: I'll be right back. [Dawson walks to the kitchen.] Jack: You know, uh, we need to, uh, change the music. Jen? [Jack walks away] Jen: Excuse me, I guess. [Jen walks away] [Scene: Another room in Grams house. Jen puts a cd in the cd player as she has a talk with Jack.] Jen: There. How's that? You happy now? Jack: No, not really. Jen: What? Do you think it's too poppy? Jack: Look. Look. Can we just pretend that we're best friends here for a minute? All right? You're sleeping with Dawson. I mean, come on, any steps you wanna fill me in on here? Jen: No. No, no steps really, I just... I don't know. It just happened, Jack. And I wish you could understand that. Jack: Oh, look. Look. I understand, all right? I mean, I'm close enough to both of you to know that even when you guys were platonic, you were putting yourself up on this first love pedestal, but, Jen, come on. The guy's father just died. He's just trying to piece together how to get along with his life, let alone his love life, and you-- you just stopped going with Charlie, what, a week ago? Jen: Is this about Charlie? Because I can't even begin to tell you on how many levels we're over. Jack: No, this is not about Charlie. All right? It's about you. I just don't think you're aware of how delicate this little scenario is, that's all. Jen: [Sighs] I am perfectly aware of how delicate this... I'm sorry, what did you call my relationship, little scenario, is? I mean, if you think that what's going on in the kitchen right now doesn't effect me, you're wrong, because it does. Jack: All the more indication that maybe it's a little too soon. Jen: Too soon for what? Dawson and I are just trying to figure out what's going on between us. Which would be a lot easier had we not come home to this lovely little intervention. Jack: Oh, come on, Jen. It's not like we planned it like that. It's a dinner, not an intervention. Jen: Well, it feels like it. I gotta ask, like, who are you to talk? Because you've conveniently erased yourself from my life for the past few months. Jack: Well, that's a 2-way street, Jen. You haven't exactly been reaching out to me, either. Jack: Well, maybe that's because I find it difficult to have a heart-to-heart with a guy who would choose a beer bong over his boyfriend. Jack: Oh, yeah? Well, maybe I don't wanna bother trying to explain to someone who's already made up her mind about me. Jen: Good, then you should know how it feels. It's like you haven't known me for the last few years if you think that I'm capable of hurting Dawson. How could you think that? Jack: Oh, I don't know, Jen. How can you write your best friend off as a 2-dimensional, beer-guzzling frat boy? Jen: It's not--it's not even that anymore. And it's not Dawson, is it? You and I used to operate like this perfect clockwork. You knew how I took my coffee, I knew how you liked your toast. I mean, what happened to those people? [Ackward silent staring between the two] [Scene: Returns to Pacey at one end of the dining table and Audrey at the other end talking] Pacey: Look, I'm just as happy living in denial as the next guy, but, really, is the food that bad? Audrey: Oh, no. I totally give you kudos for keeping it together tonight. Pacey: Well, I'm glad you're here, too, because, sympathetic as I am to the drama and whatnot, it is nice to look across the table and see a pair of eyes who's not really ready to kll herself or the person sitting directly to her right. Audrey: Hmm. Ok. To not hating each other. [Raises wine glass] Pacey: Cheers. [Scene: Grams kitchen.] Dawson: You know, if Grams ever does get home, she's not gonna be too pleased to find out you' rubbed the pattern off her bowl. Joey, I really appreciate whatever reasons you have for pretending you're fine, but you don't have to do that with me. Joey: Do you miss me? Do you miss being around me? Dawson: Yes. Joey, of course I miss being around you. Joey: It's just that, uh... when you were talking about school and moving, all I could think about was the distance between us. I mean, our lives used to happen together, Dawson. I think some part of you won't forgive me for changing the future. Dawson: No. No, Jo, I changed the future. I stayed. Joey: For what? Dawson: You know for what. Joey: Then what happened? Dawson, how did I go from being on the corner of possibility to being nothing at all. Dawson: You're not nothing at all, Joey. You're the furthest thing from nothing, ok? And I wish-- I wish I could give you an explanation. You deserve one. Joey: I don't-- Dawson, I don't want one because I deserve it. I don't want you to treat me how you think you're supposed to. I just... I just want you to tell me. Dawson: Something shifted when my father died. Something was lost. And, uh, part of me, the part of me that was still hopeful just thought that maybe you and I could be on hold. And then all of a sudden, this path that I was on, that seemed like such a great idea when I started it, just stopped making sense. And the more I tried to stick to my routine, the harder it was to breathe. And then when Jen and I got out of town, it was... it was like starting over. Joey: Do you think that things would have been any different if maybe I had gone with you? Dawson: I don't know. I can't answer that. I don't know. All I know is when I was with Jen, I felt like me. You know, not the censored version of myself, not the sad version of myself, just me. For the first time in a long time. And it--it... it felt good. Joey: And you feel like you can't be yourself around me. Dawson: Joey, you're just hearing what you want to hear. Joey: No, I think I'm hearing what you're afraid to tell me. Dawson: Joey, it hurts to be around you. When I see you, even from across the room, it brings up a thousand memories. Not just of us, but of my entire life before. It's like I'm frozen in this place that I can't bear to be. I care about you so much. As long as I can remember, everything's always come back to you. I mean, even no matter what was happening between us. Even the thought of you is at least a constant comfort, but... I can't go back. It just hurts. [Scene: Grams dining room] Joey: Pace, this looks amazing. Audrey: Yeah. Who delivered it, huh? Pacey: Say what you will, not that I have to tell you that. But this one might actually err on the side of edible. So, please do try it. Jen: Thanks. Dawson: This is really good, Pace. Joey: Is this espresso in the center? Pacey: It is indeed. Delivered fresh from my kitchen to your veins for a night of wakeful studies. Jack: Mm, very, very impressive, Pacey. Pacey: Thank you. Good to know that I salvaged something, though I promise that next time we do this, it will be much, much easier. Joey: Next time? Pacey: Oh, yeah. We can't quit now. You don't stop riding a bike just 'cause you smash into a tree. Joey: Well, it's just, like, we're all juggling with these new developments in our lives. Maybe we should take a break. Dawson: From each other? Joey: How did we get here? I mean, it seems like we've drifted despite our best efforts. Pacey: Oh, I don't know. You might be overestimating at best efforts. 'Cause I don't think a couple of drunken mishaps and the occasional cup of coffee really cuts it. Jen: Well, that's-- thank you. You know, maybe if we had actually done this dinner thing like we planned, the gap wouldn't have gotten so wide. Pacey: Well, I had to give my stellar cooking skills time to gestate. Dawson: It's only natural, guys, that we drift apart a little bit. I mean, trite as it sounds, we're not in high school anymore. Audrey: Do you guys know how lucky you are? I mean, I can't even name 2 people that I still talk to that I knew when I was 15. Maybe you shouldn't be taking it for granted. And plus, you know, none of them can cook, and they're all hepped up on goofballs. Jen: It is actually kind of amazing that we all still know each other. Joey: And I guess we can't really expect each other to be exactly as we were when we first met. Dawson: That's a lot to expect. Joey: A lot to live up to. Jack: Well, we're all still sitting here. Must be something worth sticking around for, right? Audrey: Well, sure, I mean, the dessert. Oh, and the lifelong friendships. Dawson: I'll toast that. [Everyone clangs their cups together] Everyone: Cheers. [Grams standing in hallway] Grams: Hello, everyone. Jack: Hey. Joey: Hi. Audrey: Whoo! Is this the Grams? Oh, no offense, but you're kinda a lot cooler than I thought you'd be. Grams: Oh, yes, I do seem to get that quite a bit. And you would be? Joey: Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Ryan. This is my roommate Audrey. Grams: Oh, so this is the Audrey. Your reputation proceeds you. Audrey: Oh, well, it usually does. Grams: Well, someone needed to gather the troops. Oh, it's lovely to witness this little reunion. And I want to hear all about the weekend, but I'm afraid I must retire this evening. Oh, and, Dawson, it's too late for you to go back to Capeside tonight. You'll spend the night with us. Dawson: Of course. Jack: [Coughs] Grams: Good night, everyone. Audrey: Good night. Joey: Good night. Jack: Good night, Grams. Dawson: Good night. Grams: Is that chocolate? Pacey: It is, indeed. And it just so happens I have a slice of this for you, Mrs. Ryan. Grams: Ah, Pacey Witter, you'll spoil me. Pacey: Good night. Jack: Well, not to break up an otherwise rocking evening, but, uh, I told some guys I'd meet them out, so I gotta go. Joey: You know, I should go, too. I have to get some studying in before it gets too late. Audrey: Yeah, I'm with, uh--Pacey, always a pleasure. You can make me a tart anytime. Pacey: Be careful what you wish for. Audrey: Ok. You got that one for free. Jack: Hey, you guys want to get some breakfast tomorrow? Is that cool? Jen: Yeah. That'd be nice. Dawson: Sure. Joey: Thanks for dinner, Pace. Pacey: My pleasure. Jen: Bye. Joey: You guys take care. Pacey: Um, I'm gonna start on the damage control in the kitchen. [Scene: Pacey enters messy kitchen with Jen tailing him.] Pacey: Hey. Jen: Hey. So I figure that I've heard a piece of everybody's mind today except yours. ht me with your best sht. Pacey: [Chuckles] Well, I'm sorry, Jen, but I can't help you there. You'll get no judgments out of me. Jen: But that's awfully disappointing because Pacey's judgments are the best kind. Pacey: Well, how about this? I would be satisfied if everybody would just do what makes them happy and left it at that. Jen: But the planets would collide, and the sea would boil over with blood. Pacey: And don't I know it? But you did seem happy. At least for the first 5 minutes. Maybe not so much after that. Jen: Thank you. You know what? You shouldn't get stuck with cleanup duty. Leave it. Ok? Dawson and I will take care of it. Pacey: I don't know if that's penance or pity, but...I'll take it either way. Jen: I'd say that we should do this more often, but I think that we should give that further consideration in the light of day. Pacey: That sounds good to me. You have a good night. [Pacey kisses Jen on the forehead.] Jen: You, too. [Scene: Joey, Audrey, and Jack are walking down a street sidewalk.] Audrey: Joey, are you seriously gonna study all night? Don't you feel like going out and doing a couple sh*ts or, like, I don't know, punching someone in the face? Joey: You mean, someone other than you? Audrey: Oh. That's right. Keep it up with the funny. Joey: Actually, I think the only thing I am capable of doing tonight is studying. [Pacey runs up from behind the group.] Pacey: Hey, guys. Oh! Hey! They freed me from my cleaning duties, so here I am. Jack: Sweet. You wanna come out with me? Pacey: Hmm, thanks, but no thanks. I think all my social graces have been used up for the evening. Audrey: Ya know what, though? No offense, but being cooped up with professor Potter all night is quickly losing its allure. Would you mind if I tagged along, Jack? Jack: Of course not. Audrey: Bye. Joey: Bye. Audrey: See ya, guys. [Audrey and Jack walk away talking with each other]Ok, we're so going to a gay bar. Your efforts to set me up definitely call for revenge. Jack: I don't know. I tried that once, it's not really my scene. Audrey: But you haven't seen me work a room. [Scene: Joey and Pacey still walking down the sidewalk together.] Joey: You know what I envy in you, Pace? Your ability to see the big picture. Pacey: Ah, well, I am the visionary of our generations. Joey: Seriously, I mean, when things got tough for you, you knew that the thing to do was to take a break from what was expected from you. I mean, it must have been incredible out at sea, to be able to start all over with yourself. Pacey: I think maybe you're giving me a little too much credit. The only thing I knew that I wanted was to get out of town. It's only later that it became a profound journey. [Chuckles] I mean, what do I know? I think it's just a part of growing up. Joey: I just feel like I'm acting like I think Joey Potter is supposed to act. You know, I'm-- everything that I thought I was supposed to want and to have is shifted. I just feel like I'm floundering. Pacey: Joey, you're stronger than I've ever seen you before. You got the new school, the writing, the new friends. You are becoming the woman that I always knew you were going to become. So where is the flaw in that? Joey: I guess you're right. I expected this from him. How could I possibly think that everything else would change, but we'd somehow remain the same? I mean, promises we made before we even knew how we would turn out, it seems a little crazy. Pacey: The things we really want always seem like a good idea at the time. Joey: Pace, I don't think I exactly wanted it. There was this small part of me that was relieved to get a break and was relieved to know that someone else was going to be taking care of him. And now... Pacey: You just didn't expect to lose your place? Joey: It sounds horrible. Pacey: No. It doesn't sound horrible, it just sounds like the truth. I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. And things have a wonderful habit of working themselves out regardless of how you may plan them to the contrary. [Pacey hugs Joey] [Scene: Jen and Dawson are ascending the stairs to the attic in Grams house] Dawson: So, is this where you take your conquests to die? Jen: [Laughs] I hope you're not afraid of the dark. Dawson: You're not leaving me up here, are you? Jen: I don't think it would be very proper to have relations with you in my grandma's-- [Dawson picks her up and places her on the bed. He lays down.] No! [Laughing] Dawson, put me down! Put me down. Put me down. You know what I think is scarier than an attic? Dawson: What? Jen: A basement. Dawson: Why? Jen: Because it has stairs, and because things hide underneath the stairs. Dawson: You're afraid of things hiding underneath the stairs? Jen: Yes. And in closets and underneath the beds. Dawson: You are deeply disturbed. I had no idea. That is adorable. Jen: Hush. Well, it's a kind of thing that only boyfriends are privy to. So... wanna talk about what happened tonight? Dawson: Nah. Jen: How come? Guess you can't change reality. Dawson: No. There's even something cathartic about it. [Jen lays across Dawson's legs] Jen: I've had it with catharsis. I'm taking a break. Only for the winter months. Dawson: You can't have had it with catharsis. We've still got New Year's ahead of us. Jen: [Laughs] Dawson... can we just be boring? I want to be very, very, very boring. Dawson: Well, I hate to disappoint you, Jen, but, unfortunately, boredom is not exactly the feeling you inspire. Jen: No? Dawson: Mm-mm. Jen: [sits up] Dawson, I think that this room has possibilities. Dawson: What kind of possibilities? Jen: [lays down on opposite end of bed] The kind we can talk about tomorrow.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x10 - Appetite For Destruction"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 513 - Something Wilder [Scene: Jen has her hands over Dawson's eyes as she leads him from the front door through Grams' house and into the kitchen.] Jen: Ok, stop stepping. Stop, ok. Ok, there we go. No peeking. No peeking. Dawson: I'm-- I'm not peekin'. Trust me. Jen: Cheaters never prosper. [Both laugh] Jen: Ok. Ok, curve to the right. Curve to the right. Dawson: This way? Jen: Ok. Now we're comin'-- Dawson: [Jen runs him into the door.] ow! Duh. Jen: Sorry. Dawson: It's ok. Jen: It was the door. Dawson: Yeah. Jen: Ok, there's a chair. Ok, sit down in the chair. Sit down in the chair. Ok. All right. Open your eyes. Dawson: Ok, you realize for the "hands over the eyes" game to work the present has to be on the table, right? Jen: You realize that to criticize the method in which the presents are presented means that you will never get presents again. Dawson: You're very pretty. Jen: All right. Since it is your big day, and we missed the requisite back-to-school shopping-- Dawson: You mean like the sale at old navy? Jen: Right, because nothing smells more like the first day of school than cheap fleece, um, but I was thinking more along the lines of the basics. Number one, number two pencils. Dawson: Aw, a classic. Jen: Pencil sharpener. Loose-leaf binder paper. Little reinforcement tabbies for loose-leaf binder paper. Dawson: Impressive. Very good. Jen: Pens. Erasers. Erasers. Um, and a ruler. Dawson: No math at film school, but I appreciate the thought. Jen: And finally, la piece de la resistance. [Jen pulls an "E.T." trapper keeper from the bag.] Dawson: Oh, my god. Jen: [Laughs] I really wanted to get some Reese's pieces so I could put 'em in the little plastic pencil holder thingie, but I felt like it would be too much. Dawson: Nice show of restraint on your part. [Laughs] Thank you, Jen. Jen: So, are you a little nervous? Dawson: No, not at all. It's three classes, you know? Nothing too overwhelming, which is the key. Jen: Yeah, that's good. You're just gonna ease right into it. That rigorous college schedule of napping and drinking. Dawson: That's the plan. What, uh, time is your show? Jen: Um... uh, it's really soon is what it is. Um, I should actually finish getting ready. Uh, will you meet me later for lunch? Dawson: I would love to. [Dawson walks around the counter and kisses Jen goodbye.] Jen: Baby, I gotta go. Dawson: Ok. Ok. Jen: Wait! Baby, baby. You forgot your trapper keeper. Dawson: Oh. An oversight on my part. Couldn't want to leave the house without this. Jen: Mmm. [Giggles] Dawson: Thank you. Jen: Bye-bye. [Giggles] [Dawson walks towards the front door.] Jen: Have a good day at school, sweetie. [Giggles] [Turns around and whispers] He's so cute! [Opening Credits] [Scene: Joey and Elliot are having a discussion in her dorm room.] Elliot: Admit it. It's one step above a Jackie Collins novel. It's all smut and no substance. Joey: Well, I didn't realize you were so familiar with Jackie's work. I mean, don't be ashamed or anything. Elliot: Don't go changing the subject doin' your little hair flippy thing, tryin' to distract me. I'm wise to your ways, Potter. Joey: [Laughs] I'm sorry. What were we talking about again? Elliot: [Sighs] I just want you to admit that the only reason you like Professor Wilder's book is because you think he's cute. Joey: Well, I can't, because that's not true. It is painfully obvious that the only reason you don't like his book is because you think it's affecting your mojo with the ladies. Elliot: Well, that shows how little you know me. I have no mojo to speak of. Joey: I think you have a little. Elliot: So, can I ask you a question? Joey: You can. Ok. On Friday night, unless you're busy, and I know it's only Monday, but, you know, sometimes people, like, make plans for trips or something kind of early, so-- Elliot? Would you maybe want to see something? Or... eat something? With me? Joey: Are you asking me to dinner and a movie? Elliot: Kind of, but dinner and a movie just sounded so... date, you know? And this way, you know, it sounded much better. To me... in my mind. Joey: I would love to... eat and see something with you on Friday. Really? [Audrey walks in wearing shades and immediately turns her head away from Joey and Elliot.] Audrey: Whoa! Whoa! Am I interrupting? Are there naked people in here? Joey: No! Audrey: [Turns to face them] Oh. Bummer. Well, well, well. Looking swanky! Do I detect some product in your hair? Are we moussing? Elliot: You know, that's my cue, so... uh, I'll see you in class. Joey: I'll be there. Elliot: Bye, Audrey. [Joey and Audrey stare at Elliot as he exists the room.] Audrey: Hmm. Someone's got a boyfriend. Joey: Audrey, your elementary school methods of taunting aren't gonna work this time. Audrey: Who's got a boyfriend? Joey's got a boyfriend! [Leans over and tickles Joey.] Joey: Ok, ok, tickle me one more time, I swear I will bite you. Audrey: Seriously, Joey. What's going on with you and nice guy? Is he, like, your steady or what? Joey: His name is Elliot, first of all. He's not my boyfriend. I have no boyfriend. We're just... getting to know each other. Audrey: But you like him? Joey: What's not to like? He's A...[they both reply at the same time] nice guy. Audrey: Nice guy. Audrey: Oh! [Laughs] Joey: Bye. [Gets up and leaves.] [Scene: Frat House. Jen walks through the front door in a sexy dress/skirt, wearing black boots. She makes her way towards Jack, walking around and stepping over some of the frat brothers. Jack is shting pool with one of his brothers. Jack and Jen start up a conversation.] Jen: [Slightly leans over the pool table.] Oh! Jack, why do I feel like all the boys are looking at me? Jack: Well, because all the boys are looking at you. Jen: Oh. Listen, as much as I enjoy being your very own personal postal service worker, I feel like it's time that you should start forwarding your mail the old-fashioned way. Jack: Ok. Thanks, Jen. I'll, uh, I'll get to that today. Jen: Ok. And, uh... this letter came for you, which looks kind of official. It's from a college, so I thought... Jack: [opens and reads the letter.] hmm. Hey, come on, you wanna play? Jen: Jack, you are on academic probation! Jack: Sure, Jen, you can read my mail. I have no problem with that. Jen: Well, I'm sorry, but, oh, my god, what happened? What were your grades? Jack: I failed a few classes. Jen: A few?! Jack: Yeah, it's no big deal. I'll make it up this term. Jen: Yeah, but when they put you on academic probation-- Jack: Jen! You can play, you can go. [Jen walks off.] [Scene: Dawson walks down the sidewalk on campus observing the scenery. Different buildings are shown as Dawson circles. He looks to be astonished by what he sees. He walks into the V.A.B. building.] [Scene: Oliver is upstairs in the V.A.B. building leaning over a fellow students shoulder looking and discussing something on a computer screen.] Oliver: So, it's better now, right? Ok. [Turns and looks over the banister and sees Dawson.] Oliver: [Shouts] Hey! Dawson leery! Dawson: [Shouts] Oliver, right? Oliver: Like you don't remember. [Walks downstairs.] Hey! So... you're here. You've chosen. Fantastic. Dawson: Thanks for the tip. Oliver: Don't mention it. Now, let me fill you in on some of the basics of our little school. Dawson: Cool. Oliver: I heard the, uh-- the girl with the braids? Claims to have done the nasty with Tarantino, like that's an accomplishment, right? [Laughs] Dawson: I think she heard you. Oliver: Now, the guy with the beret? Amazing D.P. Picasso with his lighting. Too bad his ego's the size of a small country. Dawson: [Talking to the bad ego guy.]Hi. I'm new here. Oliver: Mmm. Now, the guy up there, wrote and directed the worst piece of dreck ever to come out of a film school! Dawson: You know what? I'll just--I'm just gonna, uh... introduce myself around. Oliver: Ok. Hey. Hey. Whatever floats your boat. [Scene: Radio Station. Jen is taking radio callers while she plays with her stuffed bear and smells the flowers on her console.] Jen: Well, for those of you who have tuned in expecting to hear Nick Drake: Get with the program, people. I've been doing this for weeks. This is Jen Lindley, and I'm here to answer any questions that you may have concerning matters of the heart. Or the groin. Caller number one, you're on the air. Audrey: [Talks on the phone while she does her yoga exercises.] Uh, Jen, hi. Audrey Liddell here. Ok, my question of the day is this: Why do guys do anything to get your phone number, but once they have it never use it properly? I mean, why do they only use it for a booty call? Oh, and footnote: Where does the term "booty call" come from? I mean, if "booty" means "sex," why don't people ever say, "let's go have booty"? Jen: Oh, first of all, uh, I just wanna reiterate, Audrey, that you don't have to use your full name every time that you call in to the radio show, because it's supposed to be confidential. Audrey: Yeah, well, I have nothing to hide, sugarplum. Jen: Secondly, callers, your questions do not have to be relegated to topics of a sexual nature. There is so much more to life than... booty. There's love and... romance and tenderness... Audrey: Are you done with the public service announcement? Great. Ok, so here's what happened. Saturday night, I'm wearing my new vin baker boots. I'm looking good. I meet this guy--let's just call him buttface. Jen: Audrey, I'm gonna stop you right there, 'cause I already know what's wrong. Audrey: You do? Jen: You are just bathing in negative energy. You've lost the love. Audrey: I've lost the what? Jen: The love. And you should find it, you should nurture it, and you should share your laughter and a warm cup of tea with a man who is worthy of loving you in return. Audrey: You want me to have tea with a worthy man? Jen: I don't wanna see you close the door on possibilities, Audrey. I wanna see you open up. Let the sunshine in. Audrey: Ok. I'm sorry. I wanted to talk to Jennifer Lindley. Jen: Caller number two: You're on the air. [Scene: Jack is standing in the foyer of the Frat House while holding a football.] Jack: Hey, what's up, dude? You wanna play a little mud football with us? Blossom: Oh, can't. Got a lady comin' over. Oh, speakin' of which, I heard you had a cute little number over here this morning. Blonde, petite? Jack: Yeah, that was just Jen, the walking buzzkill. And she's taken, by the way. Blossom: What? You two have another argument? Jack: Nah, she just came over to harass me about my grades. Blossom: What's to harass? I thought our man McPhee was on the honor roll back in high school. Jack: I was. I was. But now I'm on academic probation. [Chuckles] Who says men can't change, right? Blossom: Dude, you're on academic probation? That's not cool. Jack: No worries. I'll make it up this term. Blossom: Yeah. You will. You see, we can't have our nibs failing out the first semester. That makes us look bad. I'm gonna have the dean breathing down my neck, and I don't need that. Jack: I said I'll make it up, all right? You don't have to worry about it. Blossom: Well, I hope not. Maybe you should be studying instead of playin' football. We got a quiz in Soc. comin' up, don't we? Jack: I don't see you studying. Blossom: Well, that's because I'm not on academic probation. [Scene: Dawson, Oliver, and classmates sitting in theater seats while watching a film for class.] Dawson: What is this? Oliver: My new script. Dawson: Cool. You want me to read it? Oliver: Even better. I want you to direct it. Dawson: Oh, I can't--I'm not lookin' for-- Oliver: no, no, no. Read it. Wilder: Quiet. Oliver: Then we'll talk. Dawson: All right. Oliver: Awesome trapper keeper! Dawson: Thanks. [Scene: Joey is walking down the campus sidewalk and Elliot sht out of no where.] Elliot: H-how do you feel about Indian food? Joey: Excuse me? Elliot: For Friday. Some people have a problem with curry. I'm not one of them, but if you don't enjoy Nan, then, really, what's the point? Joey: You are so odd. Elliot: Am I too odd? Joey: No! [Laughs] I'll keep you posted. Wilder: You're both late for my class. Joey: So are you. Wilder: Good point. Hello, Elliot. Elliot: Hey, professor. Uh, I'm gonna get goin' now. Joey: Ok. Bye. [Joey starts heading to class.] Wilder: You, wait. I have news on the Lazare front. Joey: Uh-oh. Good news or news that means I'll be in the files all weekend? Wilder: Oh, how quickly they turn. We're finished. Or, rather, you're finished. I now plan on benefiting from the fruits of your hard labor by getting published in an obscure journal that no one, not even my mother, will wind up reading. So, what do you say? Joey: About what? You know, for an English teacher, you don't talk too good. Wilder: Dinner, Friday night. I'm taking you all out to celebrate. Was that better? Joey: Much. Wilder: Good. It's gonna be fancy, so wear your best jeans. Joey: Not a problem. I'll be there. Wilder: Great. And now you're officially late for my class. Tsk, tsk, tsk. What are we gonna do with you, Joey Potter? Joey: Friday night. [Talking to herself.] [Scene: Jen and Dawson are talking in Grams' kitchen] Jen: So, are you gonna talk to Oliver today? You've been puttin' it off all week. Dawson: I know. I know. Jen: I mean, is the script really that bad? Dawson: No. I don't hate it at all. There's a lot of really good stuff in there. I have a couple ideas how to make it better. Jen: Naturally. Dawson: But there's no point in getting into it, because I'm not gonna direct it, so-- Jen: but I don't see why, I mean, if the script isn't bad? Dawson: It's not my script. I mean, I don't know how to direct somebody else's words. I don't even want to. I wanna do my own stuff. Jen: Oh, that's cool. So, do you have, um, some unproduced material lying around that I just haven't heard about? Dawson: That's not the point. The point is I don't wanna direct anything right now. A project like that completely takes over your life, and my life is just starting to feel normal, you know. I'm not ready to make that kind of commitment to a film. Especially somebody else's film. Jen: Oh, I see. Dawson: I know what you're doin'. I've been to therapy. I know the tricks. Jen: Ok. As the supportive girlfriend, I am required to tell you when you have that look in your eyes, and... you've got a twinkle. Dawson: Or maybe that's just 'cause I'm around you. Jen: Oh, naturally, I contribute to the twinkle, but I do not take full credit for the twinkle. Dawson, you like this script, so why don't you just talk to him? Why don't you just see what he has to say? Dawson: I'll think about it. Jen: Ok, I gotta go. My producer wants to talk to me before the show. Dawson: Ok. Still on for lunch? Jen: Absolutely. Dawson: Cool. [Laughs] Come here! [Scene: Scented candles burning in the fore front, Pacey waiting impatiently while Audrey is finishing her yoga workout and Joey is sitting at her desk.] Pacey: Carpooling to work was a mistake. I see that now. Audrey: [Exhales loudly] Don't get your panties all in a bunch. I'm finished. Anyway, we can't leave until we help Joey with her little dilemma. Pacey: What dilemma? Joey: Nothing. Audrey: Joey made two dates for the same night. Joey: Audrey? When my eyes bug out like this, what does that mean in your world? Pacey: How very Marcia Brady of you, Jo. So, tell me. Who are the lucky contestants? Audrey: Well, behind door number one, we have nice guy. Joey: His name is Elliot, for god's sake. Audrey: A sweet young lad who's quite smitten with our Joey. Cute, funny, wears sweater vests, which is the only strike against him thus far. Pacey: That's bad. Audrey: So, who's behind door number two? Joey: Can we not do this? Audrey: Ah, yes, the professor. The forbidden fruit, if you will. Joey: He's not fruit. He's my teacher, and it's not a date, it's an academic group activity with the entire-- Audrey: well, which doesn't mean that it couldn't end up with date-like circumstances, the two of you wrapped around each other like squid. Joey: Oh, beautiful image, Audrey, but not one that I'm entertaining. And if I were to cancel on Elliot tonight, it would only be to further my academic career. Pacey: Oh. Hey, now, correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you already way ahead of the curve on the academic career? The only thing you don't have goin' for you right now is a social life, right? Joey: I have a social life. Well, what is this? Socializing. Audrey: All right, listen. I'm all for you bedding down with a gorgeous professor. Pacey: Oh, yeah. Been there, done that. It's good. Audrey: But, quite frankly, I don't think you have the guts. Which is fine, because nice guy has serious boyfriend potential. Which means that there's no reason not to go out with him. Unless... unless... Joey: Unless what? Audrey: Well, unless you're not ready for a boyfriend yet. Joey: Why wouldn't I be ready for a boyfriend? Audrey: Boyfriends are time-consuming things, and... some people think that they're ready, but they're not, and... it's not just going to dinner a bunch of times and gettin' greasy afterwards. Pacey: It's not? Audrey: No! It's letting your guard down. You know, getting past the small talk and really allowing yourself to be intimate with somebody new. Are you really sure that you're ready to do that? Joey: Yes. 100% ready. Audrey: Ok. Great. Then I guess you'll be going out with nice guy tonight. Joey: Ok. Pacey: Let's go. [Scene: Jack walking up the sidewalk to the Frat House and some of the Frat Brothers are out on the lawn.] Blossom: Hey, McPhee! Jack: Hey. Blossom: So, what did I miss? Jack: Not much. We got our quizzes back. Blossom: Oh, yeah? How'd you do? [Jack displays the 'A' on his quiz.] Oh, nice! Jack: Nice! Blossom: Yeah. Jack: Glad you approve. Blossom: Hey. Look, I didn't mean to get all up in your face before. I was just lookin' out for you. You know I got your back, right? Jack: Really? 'Cause it didn't feel like you had my back. It felt more like you were on it. Blossom: You took it wrong, then. Hey, how 'bout we do it up right tonight? You know? Celebrate your accomplishment. What do you say? Jack: Yeah. All right. Sounds good. Blossom: All right? Let's go tell the boys. Jack: Yeah. All right. [Scene: Film classroom.] Professor: And, uh, whoever checked out "Fear and Desire" from the video library, would they please return it so others can finish their papers? Woman: [Looking at Dawson's "E.T." trapper keeper] Mmm? Dawson: It was a gift. Professor: I'll see you on Monday. Oliver: Did you read my script yet? Dawson: Oliver. Um...yeah. Oliver: Great! I have a, uh, preliminary sh*ting schedule here. It's flexible. Dawson: You know, Oliver. I can't do it. I'm sorry. Oliver: Y-you can't do it? Why? How? Y-you have to do it, Dawson. Y-you're the only one who can do it. Dawson: I'm flattered, but, uh, it-- it's complicated. Oliver: What? Th-the story? It's supposed to be. D-did you not understand the--the flashbacks? W-w-were they not clear enough, or-- Dawson: No, that's not what I meant. Um... although, the flashbacks I... don't think you need. You're usin' them as a crutch. I think you can tell the story without them. Oliver: Was that a note? Dawson: Sure. Oliver: Do you have... notes on my script? Dawson: A few. Oliver: Yeah. All right. Let's go. Dawson: Where? Oliver: Lunch. Dawson: Ok. I've got plans with my girlfriend, so-- Oliver: And bring your notes. Dawson: All right. [Scene: Citizens Restaurant. Jen is sitting on the counter eating garnish while Pacey is working.] Jen: This is completely unbelievable. Pacey: Yeah, I know. If Danny found you in here, I'd be fired. Jen: How can they think that I've lost my edge? I am nothing but edge, Pacey. I am razor sharp, baby. Pacey: And yet here you are, eating garnish. So, what's the problem? Jen: I don't know. My producer called me in and told me that my shows this week have been terrible. And that if I don't go back to doing things the way that I was doing them before, that they're gonna cancel me. Pacey: Before what? Jen: I don't know before what. Before... me and Dawson. Pacey: Ah. And the clouds part. Jen: But that makes absolutely no sense, because I was miserable then, and I'm happy now. Pacey: It makes perfect sense to me. Nobody likes happy people. Jen: But if you--if you had a relationship question, wouldn't you rather talk to somebody who was in... a healthy, loving relationship? Pacey: Hell, no. I always prefer to get my advice from people who are far more dysfunctional than I am. That way I feel good about my life. Jen: Fine. Fine. Ok. If that's what the people want, if they want me to be nasty and sarcastic, I can do that. I just need something that's gonna take me there. Pacey, say something disgusting. Pacey: Sure, would you prefer sexist or just downright vulgar? [Cell phone rings] Jen: Hold that thought. Hello. Hello, my little pumpkin. Pacey: Oh, you are so fired. [Scene: Joey is in her dorm holding a telephone in her hand.] [Knock on door] Elliot: Hey. I was wondering if 7:00's too early. I know we said 7:30, but I was afraid we might miss the movie. Joey: Actually, Elliot, I was... I was just about to call you. Elliot: Is everything ok? Joey: Everything's fine. Um... I think I might be coming down with something. Elliot: Oh. Joey: And I wanted to wait and see how I felt, you know, because I really wanted to go tonight. Elliot: Right. Of course. Joey: But my-- my throat's all scratchy and... Elliot: Well... I don't want you to get sick. Joey: And I don't wanna get you sick. Elliot: Yeah. That, too. Joey: So, anyway, I--I think it would be better if I... stayed home and went to bed early. Elliot: Yeah. That's definitely the right thing to do. Joey: I'm sorry this is so last-minute. Elliot: You couldn't have known you were gonna get sick, right? You should get some rest and drink plenty of fluids. Maybe we can do it again some other time or something. Joey: [In a whispered tone] Absolutely. Ok. Elliot: Great. Well... feel better. Bye. [Elliot walks off] [Joey closes the door and lies down on her bed.] [Scene: Grams house. Jen is sitting on her bed reading through adult magazines.] Jen: You're still wearing a training bra. Why breast implants may be the right choice for you. Oh, man. I got nothin'. But I really like those shoes. Dawson: Ok, those aren't mine. Jen: I have lost my edge. I am about to lose my show, and it's all your fault. Dawson: How, exactly? Jen: Well, because-- because you made me happy, and now I'm boring. I'm happy and I'm boring. Are you proud of yourself? Dawson: You look so cute with a Penthouse on your lap. Jen: Dawson, this is serious. This is a problem. Dawson: I've got a better problem. Oliver wants to come to dinner with us. Jen: What? You've already spent all day with him. Dawson: I know. I know. But we haven't really gone over the notes. We've only gotten through, like, half the script. Jen: Oh, baby. Are you gonna do the movie? Dawson: No. Well, I... I haven't really decided yet, but probably not. Jen: Well, then, I don't understand why he has to come to dinner with us. Dawson: He doesn't. You just say the word and I'll tell him to forget about it. Jen: No, it's fine. He can come. Oliver: [Peeking head up the stairs.] See? I told you she wouldn't mind. Nice prn. Oh. Ok. You gotta... fine. I'll just... [Oliver leaves the room.] Dawson: [Sighs] I told him to wait downstairs. [Scene: Citizens restaurant. Jack is drinking at the bar while his fraternity brothers are having drinks across the room.] Waitress: Startin' a little early, aren't we? Jack: They don't call it happy hour for nothin', right? Eric: Hey. Hey. Cut our boy some slack here. He's had a little bit of a rough week, huh? Jack: He has? Eric: Academic probation? Hmm? Sucks to be you, dude. I also heard blossom ripped you a new one, too. Jack: Yeah? Who'd you hear that from? Eric: I don't know. Everyone, I guess. It's hard to keep a secret among brothers, right? Jack: You mean it's hard for you guys not to talk trash about your friends. Eric: Hey, we gotta know where you stand so we know whether or not it's cool to take you out. That's all. Jack: Oh, so it's a conditional brotherhood now? Eric: Mm-hmm. Jack: Oh, yeah. Yeah. That's good to know. Thanks. Eric: Come on, man. We'll still like ya even if you are a little stupid. We'll just, uh, we'll use fewer syllables around you. How about that, huh? [Eric walks off.] [Stares over at his partying frat brothers.] Jack: [To the bar attendee] Hey. Give me another one. [Scene: Professor Wilder and his students are walk out of some restaurant.] Wilder: So, did I, uh, did I leave you guys enough time for your real Friday night fun? Oh, you thought when you suggested dinner at 6:00 that I wouldn't get it? Yeah. Ok, go. Go. Keggers await. Students: Thank you very much. Thanks. Wilder: You're welcome. [Students walk off] And you, Joey Potter, where are you off to this fine evening? Joey: Oh, nowhere. Just back to the dorms. Wilder: Oh. Well, then you're walking in my direction. [Joey accepts Professor Wilders awaiting arm.] [Scene: Joey and Professor Wilder walking down the sidewalk.] Joey: No, you're wrong. I finished it in one sitting. That must mean something. Wilder: Yeah, it means I wrote a bathroom book. You'll finish it before you flush. Joey: I'm serious. I thought it was honest and complex. Ok, maybe not complex. But riveting. I mean, especially the part about the girl. That...that was beautiful. Wilder: Actually, that's my favorite part. Joey: Was she based on a real person? Because I figured out which one of the guys is you. You're Michael, right? Wilder: Yeah. What gave it away? Oh, right. That would be the bad writing. [Scene: Dawson, Jen, and Oliver are eating and talking in a cafe/restaurant.] Dawson: It's not relevant to the story. Oliver: How can you say it's not relevant? It explains why she's afraid to be loved. It's called back story. Hello? Dawson: It's called unnecessary. You don't need to be ht over the head with subtext. Jen: When I read it-- Oliver: How can I trust you? You don't even like the ending. Dawson: I like the ending. I'm just not convinced it's the best way to go. Jen: That's because it's actually not the best way-- Dawson: Besides, you said you would think about it. Oliver: I thought about it, and it's a bad idea. Dawson: When did you think about that? I've been with you all day. Jen: Would anybody care to split a sundae with me? Anybody? [Scene: Joey and Professor Wilder walking down the sidewalk talking] Joey: No. It was just-- it felt like you. Sort of dry and self-deprecating. I liked him. In the book, I mean. But the girl, she's not how I pictured her at all. Wilder: Not how you pictured who? Joey: Your wife. Wilder: I don't have a wife. Joey: You--I remember you told me you had a wife and kid. Wilder: Did I? I must have been trying to rationalize some bad behavior at the time. I use the wife and kid bit to get me out of things I don't wanna do. Joey: You're serious? You just lie? Wilder: No, I don't lie. I, uh, I create characters. Joey: So, what about the girl in the book? Or is she just another made-up character? Wilder: No, Sandrine was very real. Joey: Did you love her? Wilder: Yes, I did. Joey: Why'd you break up? Wilder: God, a million reasons. I don't know. She was crazy, which is exactly what you want when you're 21. You stop wanting that as you get older. Joey: What do you want when you get older? Wilder: Coffee. You want coffee. You wanna get some coffee? [Scene: Dawson and Oliver still going at each other in the restaurant while Jen is slowly getting more angry.] Dawson: If you're not gonna be open to anything I have to say-- Oliver: I would be open if I thought you were being open. Dawson: I'd be open if I thought you were right. Ol-- Oliver, you're too close to it. Oliver: Ok, you know what? This isn't working. I'm gonna have to let you go. Dawson: You're fring me? Oliver: If that's the way you wanna call it. Dawson: You can't fre me. Oliver, I never agreed to do your movie in the-- [Oliver walks off.] Can you believe that guy? [Scene: Joey and Professor Wilder walk by the riverfront. The lighted city looks beautiful in the background...quite romantic like.] Wilder: So, what about you? I seem to recall a certain story about a certain boy. What happened there? Joey: Nothing. He met someone else, or re-met her, as the case may be. [They sit down on a nearby bench] Anyway, it's over. We're over. Wilder: I'm sorry to hear about that. Joey: What can you do? Wilder: Start dating, I guess. Joey: I guess. I mean, I'm trying to, but... Wilder: but what? Joey: It's just hard. I mean, it takes all this energy and effort, and you have no way of knowing that it's going to be worth it at the end of the day. Wilder: No, you don't. Joey: So what's the point? Wilder: There's no point. You should probably quit. Join a convent. You'd look good in a habit. Joey: Thank you. You know, you think I'm kidding, but that's a very appealing notion. Wilder: Come on. And give up all those first crush butterflies? Never. Joey: Yeah, but that's just it. I mean, the butterflies never seem to accompany the right people, you know? The nice guys who are right for you, they never make your stomach go flip-flop. Wilder: So, who gives you flip-flops, Joey Potter? Joey: [pauses] People who shouldn't. Wilder: Well, that hardly seems fair. [Long moment of staring at each other.] Joey: Nope. Not fair at all. [They lean in and kiss.] [They both start fumbling with their actions and words.] Wilder: [Oh. Ok. Oh, wow. I'm gonna go to prison, aren't I? Joey: No. No. Um, it's ok. I think we can leave the feds out of this one. I think I may have even been an accomplice. Wilder: You were? Ok. Thank god. Joey: But I should go. Wilder: Yeah. Great idea. Let's go. Joey: Uh, maybe I should go first. Wilder: Yes, you should go. And then I'll go later. To my house. And you'll go to your house. Joey: Dorm. Wilder: Dorm. Joey: Right. Wilder: And I'll go to my house. Joey: Ok. [Joey starts to walk away and looks back] Good night, professor. Wilder: Good night. [Scene: Citizens Restaurant. Jack and frat brothers are drinking.] Blossom: You see, McPhee. If you walk the line between partying and studying, maintain the balance, it's all good. Jack: Oh, gee, blossom. Your concern for my well-being is so touching I think I'm gonna cry. Blossom: What's the problem now? I thought we were having a nice time here. Jack: Oh, we are, man. I mean, we're best buds, right? Till I slip up and do something to embarrass the mighty sigma epsilon. Like fail a couple classes, right, guys? Blossom: Man, I don't know what you're talking about. Jack: You don't care about my troubles. All you care about is how it affects the house. Blossom: Damn straight. Jack: So that's how it's gonna be now, huh? Blossom: That's how it's always been. The house comes first. What, you didn't get that? Jack: I guess not. [Starts to walk away] Blossom: Well, don't go getting all emotional on me, your eyes welling up and whatnot. Man, it's like talking to a chick. Jack: [Throws a stool out of his way and comes face-to-face with the guy] You wanna say that to my face? Huh? Blossom: Step back, man. Eric: Come on, jack. Hey, he's just messing with you. Jack: What, you're gonna take his side, too? Huh, Eric? All you guys? Are you gonna side with him? [Pacey sees what is about to ensue and runs and tries to pull Jack back] Pacey: What's goin' on here? Can I get you a cup of coffee? Jack: I can't believe I never realized what a jackass you are. Blossom: And you, McPhee, have been a real disappointment all around. Jack: Yeah, how's that? Blossom: You were supposed to help us clean up our image. As it turns out, you've done nothing but make it worse. It wasn't even worth bringing you into the house. [Jack hauls off and punches his frat brother and a brawl commences.] Pacey: [Tries to get in and stop the fight] Whoa! Hey! Hey! Hey! Come on, now! [The frat brothers semi-tried to hold back their leader, but he gets in a few more stomach shts than Jack who is being held back by Pacey.] Jack: Get off me, Pace! [Jack struggles to out of Pacey's grasp when he busts a glass on the bar with his hand. Blood covers his hand.] Pacey: [Grabs a cloth and tries to wrap Jack's hand.] Come here. Come here. Jack: Damn it! Jesus Christ. Blossom: Let's go, guys. Audrey and Others: Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Pacey: Take a seat right now. [Jack sits on a nearby stool.] Audrey: Oh, my god. Pacey: Audrey, put some pressure on that, ok? Audrey: [Jack is leaning against her bleeding.] Oh, my god. Ok? Ok. Ok. Oh, my god. Oh, my god. [Scene: Joey is getting back from her date when she sees that Elliot has left her a basket full of medicine and a get well card in front of her door. She looks guilty and feels ashamed.] [Scene: Grams house. Jen is in her room applying makeup when Dawson enters.] Dawson: [Knock on door] So, I've been thinking about last night. I think I could've handled that better. Jen: Yeah? Dawson: Yeah. I mean, poor Oliver. The guy was really upset. Granted, he's obnoxious. Jen: Well, that's an understatement. Dawson: But he's got a really unique voice, and he's obviously very passionate about the script. Which is a good thing, you know? That's how I would be. Actually, he kind of reminds me of me a little bit. Remember how I used to be? Jen: Uh-huh. Dawson: When I was doing the Brooks movie and the one before that. Jen: And the one before that. Dawson: Yeah. Which made me realize, I think I am ready to direct somebody else's words. You know, I've done my own thing enough times, I think this would be an entirely new challenge for me. Jen: Mm-hmm. Dawson: I think I should apologize to him. Jen: Hmm. Dawson: Are you mad at me? Jen: Well, congratulations to you. Ding! Ding! Ding! I've only been pissed off at you since last night. Dawson: You have? Jen: Yes. First, you totally ditch me for our lunch date, and then you invite Dennis the Menace along to have dinner with us, which is totally infringing on our personal time, which is precious, don't you think? Dawson: Absolutely it is. Jen: And then you let that loud-mouth weasel treat me like I'm a piece of arm candy. Neither one of you listened to a single thing that I had to say, and you have to admit, I am completely right about that first sex scene being totally gratuitous. It is just an excuse for Oliver to look at a pair of boobs in the flesh. Why don't you give him $20 and tell him to get a lap dance? Dawson: Jen, I am so sorry. Jen: [Pausing for a moment] Oh, my god! It's back! I gotta go! [Jen leaves the room.] Dawson: What's back? [Jen re-enters the room and kisses Dawson.] Jen: I forgive you. [Scene: Joey enters her dorm and Audrey is practicing yoga by doing a head stand.] Audrey: I did it, Joey. I'm a yogi master. I am centered, I am balanced. Nothing can penetrate my inner source of calm. Joey: Audrey, I kissed Wilder last night and just dumped nice guy. [Walks over and sits on bed.] Audrey: [Falls over.] Whoa. Ok. Ow. That wasn't fair. [Stumbles over to the bed] Joey: Me and Elliot weren't really going out, so technically, it wasn't a dump, but I did give him back his NyQuil. Audrey: Wait, let's just rewind here to the kiss. What happened? And more importantly, was there tongue involved? Joey: Well, we kissed. I pulled away. End of story. Every other girl on campus probably would have slept with him. Audrey: Wait a minute. Are you saying you wanted to sleep with him? Joey: No. I don't know. But I just-- I didn't want to stop kissing him. Audrey: So why did you? Joey: Because I freaked out. I got scared like I always do. Audrey: Ok. That happens. Joey: Yeah, but, Audrey, I'm sick of it. I mean, I came to Worthington to change my life and to become a different person. And what happened? My stupid life followed me here. Audrey: Yup. Well, that was an unfortunate turn of events. Joey: And I'm trapped. I mean, I can't quite wipe the slate clean because, you know, if I pretend to be somebody new, everybody already knows me here. Audrey: Why do you have to be somebody new? If you weren't you, we might not be friends. Joey: Yeah, but... well, good point. Audrey: Think about this, Joey. These opportunities that keep presenting themselves, they're presenting themselves to you, not to me. Not to anybody else. And all you have to do is just seize them. Stop wasting your time wishing that you were somebody else. And just grab hold of what have coming to you. Because you never know when it's gonna come your way again. [brief pause] So... how good of a kisser was he? On a scale of 1 to 10. Joey: 20. Audrey: Oh! He's so cute. Joey: Yeah, it was good. I shouldn't have stopped. [Scene: Jen is talking to callers on the radio.] Jen: So, what you're saying, Brenda, is that your boyfriend will break up with you if you don't wear thong underwear? Brenda: That's about it. Jen: Yeah. Ok. Well, it seems to me like you have two options here. You can either dump him, or you can dump him! Hello? Guys? Word to the wise. Before you try and force your girlfriend into a thong, why don't you try putting a piece of floss between your butt cheeks and see how much you like it. Caller number three, you're on the air. [Scene: Citizens Restaurant. Jack walks up to Pacey and lays a check on the bar.] Pacey: What's this? Jack: Part of what I owe you for the damages. Just, uh, you know, let me know how much it all is, and I'll get it to you as soon as I can. Pacey: You know, you could have gotten me fired last night, Jack. So, do you wanna talk to me about it? Jack: About what? Pacey: About whatever it is that's making you do this to yourself, man. Jack: [Sighs] What exactly am I doing to myself, Pacey? Pacey: Well, for starters, you're flunking yourself out of school. You can talk to me all you like about makeup exams, 'cause, believe me, I'm the king of makeup exams. And you can tell me that the whole thing's crap, you don't care about your grades, but I'm not gonna buy that, Jack. Especially not from you. 'Cause I know how hard you worked to get yourself into college. I know that it must terrify you to be on academic probation. And it terrifies you because you just don't know how you got to this point, right? All you were doing was cuttin' loose, having a little bit of fun. I mean, believe me, man, I understand that. I've been there. I know what it's like. Jack: What do you want from me, huh? Pacey: Nothing. I'm just curious. I'm just curious, 'cause from my perspective, you're flunking out of school, and you're drinking like you got a deathwish, all so you can hang out with a bunch of guys who pretty much attcked you last night. Jack: They didn't attck me last night. Pacey: They didn't attck you? No. Jack, it was 10 on one in there. And they left you here, bleeding, just in case you forgot. So I'm just curious. Is it worth it? Are they worth it? Jack: [Gut check moment.] I gotta go. [He walks off.] [Scene: Dawson walks up to Oliver outside the film school.] Dawson: Oliver. Can I talk to you? I, uh, I just wanted to tell ya, I think you might be right about that one scene. There is some pivotal information-- Oliver: Nah, I cut it out. Dawson: Oh. Well... good, 'cause you don't need it. Look, I'm sorry. I went a little overboard yesterday. I think part of me was trying to sabotage the whole thing. Well, it worked. You gotta understand. I wasn't looking to get involved in anything. I just kind of wanted to coast for myself for a while, reacquaint myself with the world slowly, you know? And then, uh, you threw your script at me, and I really liked it. I got excited, and, uh, I didn't want to get excited. I was kind of trying to... feel as little as possible. Probably doesn't make any sense to you, but-- Oliver: No, that makes total sense. You were afraid that the upswing of throwing yourself into a new project would inevitably produce a downswing when you finished it. Right? And, hey, man. You're probably tired of feeling down. Dawson: I am. Oliver: Plus the guilt that comes with doing something that might make you feel good when you're supposed to be dealing with this... this huge thing. You know what, Dawson? I can't guarantee that none of those things will happen, but if you try to coast through life not feeling anything good just so you don't have to feel anything bad... that's no way to live. Dawson: I really want to direct your film. Oliver: Ok. Dawson: Thank you. Oliver: You're welcome. Dawson: I have one question, though. Oliver: sh*t. Dawson: Why aren't you directing it? Oliver: Oh. Um, yeah. That's part of what I wanted to tell you. You know the part of Gage? Dawson: The lead? Oliver: Yeah. I wanna play him. [Puts his headphones on and walks off.] Dawson: [Realizes what Oliver just told him and runs after him.] Hold on. Oliver. [Ending Credits.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x11 - Something Wilder"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 512 - Sleeping Arrangements [Scene: The deck of Pacey's boat. Pacey's cleaning on the top of the deck when Melanie comes walking up to the boat behind him.] Melanie: hey, don't I know you from somewhere? Pacey: Well, I don't know. All of us male models tend to look the same. Melanie: I don't know... you vaguely resemble this boy I had the time of my life with last summer. Pacey: Come on up here. Melanie: [Laughs] Pacey: Melanie Shea Thompson. [Laughs] I always had this funny feeling that your and my paths were gonna cross again. What took you so long? Melanie: I, uh, got busy. Pacey: Got busy... kind of sounds like code for you started dating guys more appropriate to your station in life. Melanie: There was a guy. Didn't work out, though. So is this what you do all day? Boat stuff? Shouldn't you have a job, or something? Pacey: I do actually have a job. Melanie: Wait. My cute, slacker boyfriend went and got himself a job? Pacey: Yeah. You ever heard of civilization? Melanie: As in the hippest restaurant in town? You work there? Pacey: That's me. Melanie: Wow. Talk about shattering a girls faith in the natural order of the universe. Pacey: What did you expect? Your uncle was just gonna let me live on his boat free-of-charge for the rest of my life? I had to do something to pay the rent. Melanie: Well, actually, that, um... that leads me to why I'm here. I've got some bad news for you. My uncle sold the boat. Pacey: Well, that sucks. Melanie: Yeah. But I have good news, too. My uncle selling the boat is true, but what I failed to tell you is that he bought another boat... a bigger boat, an 8o-foot shipyard schooner, to be exact, and he sent me down her to ask you if you wanted to sail around the Greek islands with him. Well, I volunteered, actually. Pacey: Are you kidding? Melanie: I kid you not. It leaves in 3 days. All you gotta do is remember to get your butt to the airport. Pacey: Interesting. Melanie: Interesting? Is that all you have to say? What happened to the guy who was ready to take the next boat out of here? Pacey: He's still present and accounted for. Just say you caught him a little bit off guard. Melanie: Well, I should go before this boat stirs feelings that I have neither the time nor the luxury to act on. Pacey: [Laughs] Melanie: But think about it, Pacey. It's the real deal. [She leaves and he just sits there on the deck of the boat.] Pacey: [Sighs] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Jen and Gram' Bathroom. Jen is in the bathroom putting on her makeup when Dawson comes to the open door and knocks on it.] [Knocks] Dawson: Safe to come in? Jen: A woman at work. Enter at your own risk. Dawson: They're showing last year's senior thesis films at Vis-Arts after registration. Want to join me? Jen: [Sighs] I would, but after bluffing my way through a philosophy midterm, which I am praying is multiple choice, then I have to go to the radio station and do a shift. Dawson: Ok. Let's grab dinner tonight or something. It's been a while since we just hung out. Jen: I can't. I have to take publicity stills down at the station. Dawson: You know, I never really thought you were that into makeup. Jen: You have no idea how much makeup it takes to look like you're really not that into makeup. Dawson: I thought I knew all your secrets. Jen: You'll never know all a girl's secrets. Dawson: You wouldn't happen to know the secret of where my toothbrush is, would you? Jen: It has a blue handle, doesn't it? Dawson: That's the one. Jen: [Sighs] Yeah... I thought it was old and used it to separate my eyelashes. I'm sorry. Dawson: That's all right. I'll just use yours, if it's ok? Jen: Actually... Dawson: Jen, we've been sleeping together for 3 weeks. Jen: I know, but it's my toothbrush. Dawson: Ok. All right. No problem. Ahem. That is quite an extensive dental floss collection you've got going there. Jen: Well, there's a lot of different varieties, with a lot of different applications. [] You know what-- Dawson, please. That's my drawer. Dawson: Yes, it is. Jen: I'm sorry. I don't mean to freak you out. I'm Dawson: takes a lot more than that to scare me. [He kisses her]Good morning. [Scene: Prof. Wilder's Classroom. He is lecturing the class as he walks around, taking notice of a certain boy who is transfixed with the back of Joey's head.] Wilder: Wilder: Of course, writing a first novel is a major undertaking, and it could be argued that like, say... getting married, it's not something one should attempt before the age of 25. However, that is not going to stop us from trying. So for next time, I want you to read the first 2 books on your syllabus. One's a masterpiece, the other a dismal, horrific failure. If you can't tell which is which, you might want to rethink your schedules. Ok? [He looks around but no one answers.] We good? Till next time. [Everyone gets up to leave] Wilder: Not so fast, miss potter. [she stays behind as everyone except the boy leaves] Joey: Hi. Wilder: Hi. Joey, is there anyone in this class with whom you would wish to become better acquainted? Joey: Is this a trick question? Wilder: I have a sneaking suspicion that boy in the back there is waiting to talk to you. Elliot! Elliot sawyer. His name's Elliot. Had him for freshman comp. Elliot, are you waiting to talk to me? Elliot: Um... no. Wilder: And is your shoe actually untied? Elliot: No, not so much. Wilder: I'm rarely wrong about these things. Elliot, we're you attempting to flirt with this girl over here. Elliot: No. No, I was just Wilder: oh, that's too bad. Guess you're not half the man I thought you were. [he leaves them alone] Elliot: You don't remember me, do you? Joey: Should I? Elliot: I sat behind you in econ. Joey: Well, I usually try to face front. The teachers really seem to respond to it. Elliot: Well, I met you back at that party at the beginning of the year. That Boston bay party. Joey: Right. Sure. Elliot: Listen, uh... a lot of weird things happened that night. Joey: Can't argue with that. I should probably go. I have another class. Elliot: Right. Hey. Which way you headed? South campus or Joey: uh, north. Elliot: Ahem. Well, I could walk you there. Maybe we could, uh, stop and get a cup of coffee or something. Joey: Um, actually, I'm kind of late to meet my roommate. Right. Well, I guess I'll see you around then. [Scene: The radio station. Jen is on the air with her Radio Show.] Jen: All right, people, this is Jen Lindley on 96.6, WBCW, coming at you with 4 hours of pure, unadulterated, kick-ass rock. And if you ask me, not that you did, but I'm gonna tell you anyway, that's the problem with music today, is that nobody rocks anymore. I mean, you've got your Britney, you've got your N'Sync, blah, blah, blah. But where is the rock, I ask you? And so with this, I give you the stylings of Tenacious D, with their rousing little ditty, Explosivo. [CD skips] Ow! Oh, gee, I'm awfully sorry. That was not supposed to happen. My apologies. Uh... ok, this wouldn't be a problem if I had another song selected, but that's just not my process. That's not how I work. So I am going to... I am going to take a request. Hi. Girl: Hello? Jen: You're on the air. Girl: Hi. Can I ask you something? Jen: Yeah. Sure. But, um... I should lay the ground rules here, I will not, under any circumstances, play Limp Bizkit. Just so you know. Ok? Girl: Actually, I was gonna ask you if you had a boyfriend? Jen: [Laughs] Yeah. Actually, I do. Um...although it's kind of hard to think of him as my boyfriend 'cause I've known the guy for years, but, yes, I do. Girl: Well, I have a boyfriend, and we seem to be having this problem, and I need to talk to someone about it. Jen: Ok. Um... sh*t. Girl: Ok. We just started having sex, and I like him a lot, don't get me wrong, but... Jen: the sex... yes? Girl: Well, more often than not, it tends to be somewhat... abbreviated. Jen: Oh, I see. Well, fear not, my dear girl, you are not alone here. This is actually a problem that can be solved. Girl: How? Can you help me? Jen: Well, um, the first thing that you have to understand is the truly fragile nature of the male ego. [Scene: The frat house. Jack and Dawson are unloading the car and moving Jack in.] Dawson: This is a big step, man. You excited? Jack: Yeah. Living in the house is gonna be a blast. Dawson: What about Jen and grams? Jack: Oh, I love 'em both, but I need a life. Besides, Jen and I have been doing this will and grace thing for far too long. We just need a break from each other. Dawson: [Laughs] Jack: Yeah. Besides, she's made it painfully obvious that she is not too fond of the whole fraternity world. It's better this way. Do me a favor? Dawson: Sure. Jack: Take care of her for me.. Dawson: Dawson: [Laughs] Absolutely. [the go upstairs to Jack's new room.] Jack: Wow! Blossom: Jack. How are you, man? Jack: Hey, good to see you. Blossom: You, too. Dawson, right? Dawson: Yeah. Blossom: Hey. How you doing? Dawson: Great room. Blossom: Yeah. Yeah, jack really lucked out. Jack: My own bathroom? I've never had my own bathroom. Blossom: Yeah. You gotta watch the hot water, though. It doesn't last long in the mornings. Jack: What? You used to live here? Blossom: Yeah. Yeah. But I'm moving on to bigger and better things. Jack: How'd I get so lucky? Blossom: Usual way. Lottery. We randomly assign numbers and uh... hey, you came up a winner. Jack: Sweet! Dawson: Jack, this will fit your prn collection, right? Jack: Yeah. That's funny. He's kidding. Blossom: Hey, that's the beauty of having a single. 100% privacy. [Eric comes into the room] Eric: Hey, you looking for me, man? Blossom: Yeah, gimme a hand with this. Eric: Hey, jack. Jack: What's up, Eric? Blossom: Ready? One, 2, 3, lift. Jack: All right. It's gonna look sweet in our room. Blossom: You guys are rooming together? Jack: Yeah. Down at the end of the hall. Why don't you come visit, man. It's gonna be a major party room. Blossom: Yeah. Yeah. I will. Jack: And you, too, Dawson. Dawson: Will do. [They carry out a bar] Jack: That's a little weird. Dawson: What? Jack: Well, blossom is an upperclassman, and Eric is a new active and they're rooming together. What's that all about? Dawson: Why is that weird? Jack: Come on, man. Would you give this room up? [Scene: The restaurant. Danny and Audrey are there talking] Danny: Audrey. Audrey: Danny. Danny: Table 6. Audrey: What about it? Danny: They're not happy. Audrey: Can't say I blame them. The salmon's kind of gross today. Sucks to be you. [Pacey walks up to join them] Audrey: Hey, gorgeous! Danny: You never call me gorgeous. Audrey: That's because you're old enough to be my father, Danny. Danny: Ouch. How you doing, Witter? Pacey: I'm really good, Danny, but I need to talk to you. Danny: No. Pacey: No? Danny: No. Here's the first rule. File it away for someday when you're running your own kitchen. When an employee asks to speak with you, just say no. It's much easier that way. I mean what are the chances that his or her question are gonna actually yield positive results. Ooh, before I forget, you know Ephram? Pacey: Yeah. The guy with all the prison tattoos. Danny: Yeah. Had to 86 him. Pacey: How come? Danny: He's back in prison. Pacey: Seriously? Danny: Yep. Guy's a freak, but man, is he a genius with bread. Good stuff. An idiot savant. Moment of silence. Ok, let's move on. I need a new bread baker, which is where you come in. Pacey: Me? Danny: Yeah. Bread is an art, Pacey, and today, you're gonna take that first step towards becoming that artist. You think you're up for it? Pacey: Well Danny: I sense doubt. But, Pacey, you're good, Pacey. You are good. You are by far the most naturally gifted culinary freak I have ever had the good fortune to stumble across. A bit rough around the edges, yes... but the force is strong in you, kid. I'm serious. I don't know what I'd do without you around here. Man: Danny! Danny: Coming! To be continued, ok? [] Pacey: Ai-yi-yi. Audrey: What's up with you? You look all perturbed. Pacey: I do? Audrey: Yeah. Something wrong? Pacey: Nah. It's nothing. Order up. [Sighs] [Scene: Grams' Kitchen. Grams is at the table playing a hand held game, really intently when Dawson comes into the kitchen.] Grams: [Sighs] Jack left this behind. I think it must be the work of the devil. It's had me under it's spell for 2 hours now. [Sighs] So how was registration, Dawson? Dawson: Uh... a little weird. I don't really fit in there. Grams: Why? Dawson: Well... because I'm not really that mad at the government, and I don't smoke clove cigarettes, and apparently, I don't know nearly enough about the French new wave. Grams: Oh, well, you'll just have to show them a thing or 2. Won't you? Dawson: That's right. Grams? I, um... I just wanna say, I... [Sighs] It's gotta be weird for you seeing Jen and me together... under your own roof, no less, and I want you to know that I think your granddaughter's amazing. Grams: That's very sweet of you, Dawson. And--and--you're right. It has been a bit strange. But I like to think I've come a long way over the past few years with Jennifer's help. Once upon a time, I couldn't even say the word "penis." Dawson: You know what, it would... it would be fine by me if you never said it again. [Both laugh] Grams: Can do. Dawson: Whatever ground rules you decide to set, I promise to abide by them. Grams: Dawson, you are just about the nicest young man I know. With the exception of jack, of course, who we all know will never make an honest woman out of my Jennifer. All I ask is that you be kind to each other, and you'll never hear so much as a peep out of me. Deal? Dawson: Deal. Grams: Speaking of Jennifer, she's on the radio right now. [] Jen: Meryl, you're on the air. Meryl: First of all, Jen, I just wanna say, I think you're doing an awesome job. Jen: Thank you. Meryl: Second of all, I've been dating the nicest, sweetest guy for 3 months now, and everything's been awesome. But all of a sudden he started... Jen: pulling away? Meryl: Totally. Jen: Yeah. Well, it's been 3 months. The honeymoon period's coming to an end. Meryl: What can I do? Jen: [Sighs] I feel for you, sister. I really do. I wish I had some sort of magical answer, but the harsh reality is that there is no Santa Claus, professional wrestling is fake, and eventually, one way or another, men leave. Meryl: There must be something you can do. Jen: Well, frequent sex usually helps, for a while. Keeping some things to yourself is actually really good, but honestly, unless you're blessed with a proclivity for other women, the best way to deal with men is the same as any other major disaster. You gotta know what's coming, and you have to be prepared. So... listen, hold the line, Meryl, and during the break I'll supply you with a list of essential reading and viewing materials. [Dawson Turns down volume] Grams: [Sighs] Jennifer, she's... always had quite a flair for the provocative. Dawson: Yeah, she has. Grams: I am certain she doesn't really believe all that. She's probably just fanning the flames of popular culture. Dawson: Yeah. [Scene: The book store. Joey, is going through the books, when she finds one written by someone she knows. She pulls it down and we see that it was written by Prof. Wilder, who is walking up behind her.] Wilder: Don't believe the blurbs. They're all bought and paid for. Joey: You wrote this? Wilder: Shameless, isn't it, assigning my own work? That's the only way that monstrosity has managed to stay in print all these years. Go ahead, read the first one. Joey: "A whiz-bang ride through the twisted soul of... Neal Pollack." Wait a second, as in... Wilder: the greatest living American writer? Absolutely. Relatively meaningless, however, since I happened to be sleeping with his stepdaughter at the time. Joey: [Gasps] So she's the girl in the book. Wilder: And how do you know there's a girl in the book? Joey: Well, there's always a girl in the book. Wilder: You know, ms. Potter, you're getting a little too sassy for your own good here. Pretty soon you're gonna have all the boys in my class flirting with you, not that it's any of my business. Joey: So what's it about? Wilder: Well, a bunch of friends, living together, sleeping together, sleeping with each other's friends-- it's very incestuous-- featuring, of course, a thinly veiled version of me when it was 20, whoo! Joey: You wrote this when you were 20? Wilder: Yeah, pretty disastrous haircut, huh? [she turns it over to see him younger with a bad haircut] Wilder: But you know what they say? It never hurts to remain on a first-name basis with the person you used to be, otherwise he, or she, may come back to haunt you when you least expect it. And don't stay up all night reading it, please. [Scene: The restaurant. Pacey is sitting at a table alone when Audrey comes by setting the tables.] Audrey: Hey. Pacey: Hey. Audrey: So... are you gonna tell me what's wrong or am I gonna have to punch you in the face? Pacey: How are you so sure there's something wrong with me? Audrey: Well, because usually you're so high energy, which can be kind of annoying, but I have to say something-- high-energy Pacey is way cooler than sullen Pacey. Pacey: I got offered a job. Audrey: Mmm, so that's a good thing, right? Pacey: Yes, it is most definitely a good thing. Audrey: At another restaurant? Pacey: No, on a boat. Audrey: A restaurant on a boat. That's kind of weird. Pacey: No, a boat-boat, the kind that sails around the world and takes me with it. Audrey: Oh, I get it. Sorry. So what's the problem? That's, like, your whole thing, right? The young man and the sea routine. Pacey: Well, thank you for making it sound so stupid, but, yes, it is my thing, and I would be lying if I didn't tell you that I was ecstatic at the prospect of getting back out there. Audrey: But... Pacey: but... I'm having a bit of trouble broaching the subject with Brecher. Audrey: Why? Pacey: I have the sneaking suspicion he's gonna be a little disappointed in me. Audrey: Why, because civilization can't function without you? Pacey: No, because he's taken a lot of time and energy to teach me what he knows. Audrey: So stay. Pacey: Well, this is the opportunity I've been waiting for all year. Audrey: So go. Pacey: You know, I'm always amazed by what a help you are, Audrey. Audrey: [Laughs] Listen... Pacey, sailing out into the great wide open, it sounds like an awesome opportunity to me, and if that's what you want to do, you should do it. [Scene: The Frat House. Blossom comes into Jacks room where Jack is waiting for him..] Blossom: You looking for me? Jack: Yeah. Blossom: What's up? Jack: [Sighs] Listen, is there any, uh... any reason you decided to give up this room? Blossom: Not really. I just wanted a change of scenery this year. You ok? Jack: Man, when I joined this fraternity, I was just hoping to blend in, you know, be one of the guys. I don't want any special treatment. Blossom: Jack, you're one of us. No one thinks of you as being any different. Jack: Really? Then--then why didn't anybody want to r-room with me? Blossom: Jack... we're glad you're here, seriously. Jack: I'm serious, too, blossom. Come on, man. What--what's the story here? Blossom: [Sighs] Ok, look... originally, you were assigned a roommate, and he was a little uncomfortable about rooming with you, and I thought I needed to be sensitive to this guy's feelings, but by the time he came to me people were already settling in, so it--it was too late to rearrange everyone. This seemed like the easiest solution. Jack: Yeah. It's Eric, right? Blossom: It doesn't matter. Jack: You said it was too late to rearrange everybody, and it's a little unusual you rooming with a freshman, right? Blossom: Jack, I'm sorry. All right? I'm sorry. I really didn't see this coming. All right, I'll, uh, I'll catch you later, buddy. Jack: [Sighs] [Scene: The Restaurant. Danny is in the Kitchen preparing food when Pacey comes up to talk to him.] Pacey: Hey, Danny, look, uh, I need to talk to you for a second, ok? Danny: Yeah, look, I gotta go out and meet the butcher, kid, all right? Give me a couple of minutes. Pacey: No, Danny, Danny, Danny! This is really important. I need to talk to you for just one second, ok? Danny: All right, kid, you got 2 minutes. Pacey: Ok, this is very hard for me to say to you, but Danny: you're not gonna quit again, are you, kid? Out with it. Pacey: You remember how over the summer I told you I was working on a yacht down in the Caribbean? Danny: Vaguely, yeah. Pacey: I've been given that same opportunity again. Danny: What, this summer? Hey, that's great. I mean, I'll miss you, but it's easy to find summer help. Pacey: It's not for the summer. It's for right now. Danny: Now-now? Pacey: Yes. Like 3 days from now-now. Danny: Wow. So this is what you want? You're gonna do this? Pacey: Well, yeah, this is what I've always wanted. Danny: Well, hey, good for you, kid. Pacey: I mean, I--I'm really sorry that I gotta give you such short notice, 'cause they just told me Danny: hey, come on. Look, don't worry about it, all right? Look, it's a small price to pay for the opportunity of a lifetime, right? Pacey: Well-- all right. Danny: Hey, hey! [Bangs pan] We're losing another one, guys. The kid here is off to do bigger and better things, so let's give him a proper send-off, huh? All: Hey! Danny: And that's about it. I gotta go meet the butcher, but, uh, look, if I don't see you, kid, good luck out there. Pacey: Thanks. [Danny leaves and Pacey just watches on confused.] [Scene: The restaurant. Later that evening, Pacey and Audrey are finishing up the closing duties.] Audrey: So...how did he take it? Pacey: He was really great about it, actually. Audrey: I don't know why you're so surprised. Pacey: What do you mean? Audrey: I don't know why you're surprised he was great about it. I mean, the people that care about you, they just want you to be happy, right? Pacey: Well, yeah, of course, but I-- I don't know, I just-- I expected him to be more... Audrey: disappointed. Pacey: Right. Audrey: Maybe you just wanted him to be a little bit more disappointed. Not that you would ever admit it, Pacey, but did you ever stop and think that you might actually like it here-- I mean, this restaurant, this city, this pathetic, yet undeniable thing you've got called a life here? Pacey: Yeah. All of which really pales in comparison to the view from the deck of a yacht in the middle of the Caribbean. Audrey: All right, all right. You're gonna make me seasick. [Chuckles] And then, of course, I mean... there is that other reason, too. Pacey: Oh, yeah? What's that? Audrey: Duh. You totally want me. Pacey: Audrey, if you're attracted to me, you can just say so. We don't have to play all these childish games. Audrey: Hmm, Pacey... you're really nice and everything. It's just that... I don't know. You're kind of... boring. Pacey: Boring? I'm boring! You think I'm boring?! Audrey: Yeah, I don't know. It's hard to explain really. It's just the whole walking on water thing. It doesn't really do it for me. Pacey: I'm not boring. I am not boring. Did you ever stop to think that you might not actually be my type either? Audrey: No! Pacey: No? Audrey: No. Guys don't have types. Pacey: What do you mean guys-- of course, guys have types. Are we not human? Do we not have feelings? Audrey: Pacey. Pacey: Yes? Audrey: I have boobs. You would sleep with me. Pacey: No. I don't think that I could, actually. Audrey: Erectile dysfunction? Pacey: No, not erectile dysfunction. You're just too bawdy for me. Audrey: Ew, bawdy?! You make it sound like I'm Bette Midler or something. Pacey: Well, hey, if the shoe fits. Audrey: [Laughs] Pacey: You want a ride home? Audrey: Yeah, actually, that would be nice. Pacey: Ok. Audrey: Uh-oh. I think someone's trying to get your attention. Pacey: Really? Audrey: Mm-hmm. Pacey: How do you know? Audrey: Well, she's either trying to get your attention or mine, which means she's either got really crappy taste in men, or she's a really smart lesbian. Pacey: Really? [turns to see that it is Melanie] Audrey: Uh-huh, and who is she? Pacey: She is just a friend. Audrey: I see. Still want to give me that ride? Pacey: Not so much, no. Thought so. But I will. Audrey: No. Don't worry about it, Witter. I'm all about the cab these days. Listen... be careful, use redundant forms of birth control, and don't push her head down. Girls don't like that. Pacey: You think? Audrey: Good night, Pacey. [] Pacey: How are ya? Melanie: Good. Pacey: Wanna go? Melanie: Uh-huh. Pacey: Ok. [Scene: Outside Grams' House. Dawson is sitting alone outside, when Jen comes walking down the sidewalk to join him.] Dawson: Hi. Jen: Hey. What's goin' on? Dawson: Aw, not much, just sittin' here thinkin', waitin' for you. Jen: So you were listening, huh? Dawson: I was. Jen: Yeah. Actually, a lot of people were. Producers seem to think that I'm Boston bay's answer to Carrie Bradshaw. They want to give me my own radio call-in talk show about relationships. Dawson: Ha, that's great. Jen: Yeah, it is. [Sighs] So why don't you say it, Dawson? Why don't you just go ahead and let's get this over with, ok? Dawson: Get what over with? Jen: Whatever it is that you've been sitting out here cooking up to tell me. Dawson: Jen, I was sitting out here hoping that you'd want to go out with me for a while. I don't know if you noticed, but we actually spent more time together when I was living somewhere else. Jen: Well, I told you this morning... I'm really busy. Dawson: Ok. Jen: [Sighs] What? This is it, ok? I am who I am, Dawson. Dawson: Jen, I'm not gonna fight with you. Jen: What does that mean? Dawson: [Sighs] I'm not your other boyfriends-- I'm not gonna fight with you, I'm not gonna lie to you, and I'm not gonna cheat on you. I'm gonna go to the movies. Right? If you want to come with me, it'd be great. If not, I'll see you when I get home... 'cause I will come home. And I'm gonna keep coming home no matter how hard you try and push me away. Now, you can either take my word for it or you can keep on testing me, but either way, Jen, the results are going to be the same. Jen: [Sighs] [Scene: Blossom and Eric's Room. Jack comes in while Eric is watching TV.] TV: He hits the point after. The redskins 14, the patriots-- hmm. Jack: So... this is the room I was supposed to be in. Not bad. Eric: Who told you? Jack: No one. I figured it out. Eric: Look, try to understand. I mean, you're a cool guy... obviously. Ok, I-- I ju--I just didn't know if I was gonna be-- be comfortable around somebody's who's so openly gay. Jack: I understand completely. I mean, besides, I'd probably try and convert you, right? Make you dress up in some of that, what, tight designer clothing. Plus, you know, there's all those hidden messages in that--that disco music that we love to listen to so much. Eric: Don't do this, man. Jack: Do what, Eric? I haven't done anything but try and fit in around here, and you're making me feel like some kind of quarantine freak, man. Eric: Look, jack Jack: no, just forget it, all right? You don't need to explain yourself to me. Eric: You know what? You're right. I don't... jack. Ok, you know, because I don't-- I don't want people... thinking that I'm gay. Ok? Jack: What? Why not? Eric: Because it-- [Laughs nervously] I don't--I don't know. I--I don't know. I'm--I guess because I'm a bit of a hm or somethin'. Jack: Look... if you ever want to have a real conversation, my door is always open. Otherwise, you have a nice life. [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm room. Joey is lying on her bed, when Audrey comes in kicks off her shoes, and Joey watches as one of them flies across the room and knocks some stuff off the desk. Audrey then goes and collapses on Joey's bed next to her.] Audrey: [Groans] Waitressing is a bitch! Joey: Nice entrance. Audrey: Ohh, my feet feel like one enormous blister. Joey: I told you not to wear those shoes. Audrey: Ohh, ok. It's official. You do know everything. Joey: How was work? Audrey: Mm, can I tell you later? I'm too tired to think. Joey: Audrey has it escaped your attention that this is my bed? Audrey: Can I help it if this is the one closest to the door? Joey: No. We can't both sleep here together. Audrey: Mm-hmm, sure we can. It'll be the most action this bed's ever seen. Joey: Well, for your information I got asked out today. Audrey: [Exaggerated gasp] Of course, you said no. Joey: Of course. Audrey: Because you're long-suffering and insane and fixated on Dawson. Joey: How dysfunctional do you think I am? Audrey: Hmm, about one lithium pill away from girl, interrupted status. Joey: You know, for your information, the thing that stopped me from accepting a very tempting offer today was the fact that the boy asking was one of your conquests. Audrey: What conquest? Joey: Elliott. Elliott sawyer. You met him at the beginning of the year at the Boston bay parties-- cute and blond, has this, uh, Crispin Glover thing. Audrey: That guy. I didn't sleep with that guy. Joey: Audrey, I ran into him when he was leaving our room the next morning. Audrey: Well, yeah... because he was nice enough to walk me back here, but as soon as he found out that you were my roommate, he kept yammering on about how wonderful you were, and, eventually, I just feel asleep in a nauseated stupor. The romance pretty much ended there. Joey: Oh. Audrey: Yeah...oh. Joey: You know, you could have mentioned this sooner. Audrey: Well, I probably would have if I'd know how cute you thought he was. [Scene: Pacey's Boat. Pacey is getting some drinks for Melanie and himself while she sits on the couch.] Pacey: Remember that time Leon got us into a bar fight in St. John? Melanie: Yes, and you were so drunk and you still managed to talk the cops into not throwing us in jail. Pacey: Well, I am quite the charmer. Melanie: That must explain how a spoiled little rich girl like me ended up fraternizing with the help all summer long. Pacey: Yeah, I do seem to recall a lot of fraternizing. Melanie: I'm glad you're going back out there, Pacey. Pacey: How come? Melanie: You were so sad when we got back, so restless, the proverbial fish out of water. I felt bad for you. Pacey: You felt bad. I don't know. I think I've actually done pretty ok for myself. [he hands her the drink] Melanie: Thanks. That's how I like to think of you-- on a boat, a fantastic tan under a Hawaiian shirt, a margarita in one hand and... in the other hand? I don't know. In the general vicinity of me, maybe? Pacey: [Chuckles] That pretty much sounds like the greatest Jimmy Buffett song never written. So what about you? Melanie: What about me? Pacey: Well, don't you ever dream of gettin' away from it all? Just hoppin' on a sailboat and never lookin' back? Melanie: Yeah, I do. All the time. [Sighs] But I won't. I know it. I've got this life here. I've got school, friends. I guess I'm sort of puttin' down roots, you know? Pacey: Yeah. Melanie: But I'll tell you right now, Pacey, when I am old and gray, last summer is one of those things that will make me smile time and time again. Pacey: Yeah, me, too. So tell me about this guy, the one that it didn't work out with. Melanie: How 'bout I don't and we do this instead? [she puts her drink down and pulls him in for a huge kiss] [Scene: Pacey's boat. The next morning. Melanie is finishing getting dresses as Pacey comes out of the bathroom.] Melanie: Morning. Pacey: You goin' somewhere? Melanie: Yep, con law. You wanna come? Pacey: No... but if you hold on I'll walk you out. There's this great little bagel stop Melanie: no--no--no, I'm already late. Pacey: How do you do that? Melanie: What? Pacey: You look so beautiful in the morning. I mean, I don't even think there's soap in my shower. Melanie: Well, I've gotten used to roughing it with you. You know, last night was pretty great. Pacey: Mmm, that's an understatement. You know, you make a man want to stay on shore for a while. Melanie: Oh, and ruin my perfect sailor-boy fantasy? Pacey: It was good seeing you, Mel. Melanie: You, too. Have fun out there, ok? Pacey: I will. Melanie: Promise you'll call next time you wash up in Boston harbor? Pacey: Yeah, I promise. Melanie: Bye, pace. [Scene: Grams' House. The bathroom, and Dawson comes in there and notices 2 toothbrushes in the holder on the sink, when Jen comes in behind him.] Jen: It's a soft-bristled number 60, right? Dawson: You noticed. Jen: Could you please not leave those dried-up clumps of shaving cream in the sink? Dawson: I can do that. Jen: You know why I wear makeup? Dawson: Acquiescence to images presented in a male-dominated media? Jen: [Laughs] Yes... my little feminist boyfriend, that's--that's very correct. When I was a little girl I learned that I should hide and I should cover myself up and that that was protection. You know how weird it is to live with somebody, to be with somebody who no matter what you do can always really see you? It's a little scary. Dawson: Mm-hmm, it's a lot scary. Does it help if I remind you how much I like what I see? Jen: Yeah. It does. Dawson: Thank you for my new toothbrush. Jen: Dawson... good morning. Dawson: Good morning. [They Kiss.] [Scene: The school dorms. Joey goes up a door, but stops before knocking. She turns around, but stops again, and turn back to knock on the door, but it opens before she gets the chance to change her minds again. Elliot comes out of the door, a little surprised to see her.] Elliot: Hi. Joey: Uh, hi. Elliot: A-are you lost or something? Joey: Yeah, you know, all these dorms look alike. I, um, I live over in Elliot: yeah, I--I know. Joey: I guess, I just-- I--I wanted to say something. Elliot: Ok. Joey: Well, it's funny. Um, that night, that night that we met, um, it's sort of taken on this totally mythic significance that it really shouldn't have. I mean, a lot of weird things did happen, but a lot of other weird things didn't. Yeah, I--I was-- I was waiting on a friend... kind of, um... but that doesn't mean that I don't want to make new friends, so I guess I was thinking maybe we could start over. I--I mean... completely over. Elliot: Look, I never slept with your roommate. That is what this is about, right? Joey: Yeah, uh... basically. So do you want to go get some coffee or something? Elliot: I've got a class. Joey: Oh--oh. Elliot: Not really. I just wanted to see if, uh, you'd be disappointed. [they turn and walk down the hall together] Joey: So that whole thing that happened the other day in Wilder's class, that was really embarrassing. Elliot: Yeah, I know. It took a lot of work to make it come out that way. [Scene: The frat common room. Blossom and Eric are sitting together reading, when jack comes over and throws his keys on the table in front of them.] Blossom: What's that? Jack: Your keys. I don't think I should stay here. Blossom: Ohh, come on, dude. Uh, don't do this. Jack: Look, I'm not quitting the fraternity, all right? I just don't think I should live here, not under these circumstances. See you guys later. [He walks outside, and Eric comes out after him] Eric: Hey, jack. Jack. Jack: What? Eric: Listen, man, uh... look, I'm--I'm really sorry. You know, I-- no, man, you're sorry. Now, that--that Jack: you don't want the whole world thinking you're gay. I understand. Eric: Jack, look... the last thing I want you to do is leave, ok? Look, if you still want to room with me I'm really cool with that. [Eric holds out a set of keys] Jack: You sure about that? Eric: Yeah. I mean, this whole thing has-- it's been a real eye-opener for me. [Jack takes the keys] Jack: Let me think about it, ok? Eric: All right. You know where to find me. Jack: Right. Eric: Bye. Jack: [Sighs] [Scene: Pacey's Boat. Pacey is packing up some bags, when Audrey comes into his boat to join him.] Audrey: Howdy, sailor. Pacey: Hey, Audrey. Audrey: How was your, uh, dangerous liaison, the well-bred blonde? Good in the sack? Pacey: You really want to know? Audrey: Eww, no, gross. I was just being a pain in the ass. Pacey: And a fantastic one at that. Audrey: Hey, are we gonna have to take this outside, Witter? Pacey: No, we're not, because you would wipe the deck with me, and that would interfere with my packing. Audrey: Hmm. Pacey. Pacey: Yes. Audrey: Really. Come outside for a second. [they go out onto the deck of the boat to see everyone is out there.] Joey: [Sighs] So when were you planning on telling us you were leaving? [Laughs] Thank you so much, Audrey. Audrey: You never told me it was a secret. Pacey: Well, I never told you that it wasn't, either. Audrey: Oh, whatever. I don't have time for semantics, Pacey. Pacey: Here's the deal, guys. Jack: Look, pace, we're not here to talk you into staying if that's what you're worried about, ok? Joey: Um, no, actually, that's not-- besides, we thought we were only gonna have you for a limited time anyway. And, to make a long story short, we're happy for you, pace. We know that this opportunity means so much to you, and so we got you this. It's just a little something to remind you of your friends back in Boston. [She hands him a wooden box and he opens it to find a beautiful sextant inside.] Pacey: Mmm. That's beautiful. Jack: It was Dawson's idea. In case you get lost out there. Pacey: Thank you. This is a truly beautiful sextant, but I can't accept it. Joey: Yes, you can. Pacey: [Pacey laughs] No--no, I actually can't, because... I'm not going anywhere. Joey: You're not? Pacey: No. I'm staying right here. Dawson: Why? Not that we're complaining or anything. Jen: Right, yeah, what he said, but why? Pacey: Well, because... Boston ain't half bad, and for the first time in my life, I don't really feel like I have anything to run from. And because I don't think civilization will survive without me. Audrey: Let's not forget the fact that you want me. Pacey: Well, that goes without saying. Jen: This is good. Dawson: This is good. Pacey: Yeah, this is very good. I'm happy about it, but unfortunately, now I find myself without a place to live. Jack: You know, there's always room for one more at grams' house. Pacey: [Laughs] Thank you, but no thank you. Audrey: Well, face it, pace. You're stuck with us. Pacey: Ah, yes, I am-- the van de brigands. [Laughter] Pacey: Stuck, but here I am. All: Yay! Dawson: Did you already have one of these? Pacey: Yeah, it's down below, and, uh, frankly, I know how much these cost, so...here.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x12 - Sleeping Arrangements"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 511 - Something Wild [The Potter B&B. Joey is sitting on the couch watching TV when Bessie walks into the room going through some mail.] Host: Katy Mangus, come on down! [Applause and music] Joey: Is that the mail? Bessie: No, Joey. Your grades haven't come yet. Joey: Believe me, grades are the furthest thing from my mind right now. Bessie: You can stop with the nonchalant attitude. I know it's driving you crazy. Joey: Actually, something else is driving me crazy. Bessie: Do you want to talk about it? Joey: Bess, stop bugging me. Bessie: I was talking about Dawson and Jen. Joey: Thank you so much for the reminder, Bess. Now if you don't mind, I would like to get back to enjoying my vacation. Bessie: You should enjoy your vacation, so why don't you get off the sofa and go do something fun? Joey: Just because I'm not in Daytona, participating in some wet t-shirt contest, doesn't mean I'm not having any fun. Bessie: Come on, Joey. When's the last time you did something wild? Joey: I'm wild quite frequently. Bessie: Letting your hair air-dry doesn't count. Joey: I'll run with the scissors later, ok? Bessie: Isn't there someone you can call? Joey: Maybe I'll call Dawson and Jen. Maybe not. [Knock on door] Bessie: hey. Pacey: Hey. I love this place. The Potter B&B. It seems like just yesterday I was dancing in the kitchen with Frederick Fricke. Joey: Aren't you supposed to be dancing in the kitchen with Danny Brecher? Pacey: No, I had to come into town and pick something up. How's the vacation going? Bessie: Behold the human vegetable. Joey: Actually, I'm having a wonderful time. I'm reading, relaxing, watching TV, and totally and completely enjoying myself. Pacey: Well, that's good to hear. I just dropped by to see if you wanted a ride back to Boston, but I will see you there. [Joey's eyes light up] Joey: You're going back to Boston? Pacey: Yeah, I'm leaving right now. [Joey gets up grabs her coat and goes over to grabs Pacey's arm to leave.] Joey: Bye, Bess. I've had a wonderful time. Thank you for everything. I love you. Give Alexander a big kiss for me. [She pulls him out the door]Come on. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Inside Dawson's Jeep. Dawson and Jen are riding in the on the highway to Capeside, and Jen is going through some pamphlets.] Jen: check this out. You have got to take this class, Dawson. Um, "the Kasdan family: A colloquium in the dynastic rule in Hollywood." Dawson: You really want me to enroll in this local college, don't you? Jen: It sounds like they have an amazing film program, and I think that you'd probably get a lot out of it. Dawson: Ok. Well, I'll think about it later. I just want to savor the significance of this moment. This is the first time I've ever brought a girl home. Jen: [Chuckles] well, I'd hate to ruin the moment for you, but I think that I'm actually going through a rite of passage here, too. This is the first time that I've been brought home. Dawson: Really? Jen: Yeah, usually I get brought to a motel. Dawson: We've already done that. Jen: Yes, we have. Dawson: If you want to do it again, you just let me know. Jen: Why, Dawson leery, I am shocked at your presumptuousness. Dawson: You know, you might not want to do grams while you're running your hand on my thigh, 'cause it's just a little, uh... Jen: I'm sorry. [Radio plays music] [Inside Pacey's Red Mustang. Joey and Pacey are headed back to Boston, and talking to one another.] Joey: of course he ended up with her. I mean, Jen's spontaneous and wild. In the end, guys always end up with the wild girl. I could see it on his face the first time he saw her get out of that taxi. Pacey: You're really gonna have to get past this, Jo. Joey: I'm past it. I'm totally past it. In fact, I rarely even think about them, pace. Pacey: Oh, they just happened to be on your mind right now. Joey: No, actually, I was wondering whether or not this car is yours. Pacey: It is, indeed. All 289 horses. Joey: Where did you get all of these horses? Pacey: You know, I actually have something much more interesting to talk to you about. It just so happens that there's an opening for a waitress at civilization. Interested? Joey: Surely you don't think there's a chance in hell that I'd once again serve food to hungry people. Pacey: All I know is that with your qualifications, Brecher would love you. Joey: Yeah, and after the recommendation I'd get from Mrs. Valentine, the food and beverage industry would not be a career option. Pacey: Hey, speakin' of... Check your grades lately? Joey: Not yet. Pacey: Really? You seem pretty carefree about the whole thing, Jo. Joey: Well, that's me. When it comes to grades, I'm all about the carefree. Pacey: So, you're freakin' out. Joey: No, pace. Sorry to disappoint you, but I've changed. Pacey: Oh, really? Joey: I mean, I took my tests, I did my best, and there's nothing more I can do, so I'm moving on. Pacey: Tell me honestly you're not going to run to the bursar's office as soon as you get home to check on your grades. Joey: You know, there's a fundamental difference between having a thought and actually acting upon it. Pacey: This is true, and there's also a fundamental difference between saying that you're gonna change and actually doing it. [The Leery House. Dawson and Jen pull up the house and Dawson gets out of the jeep first.] Jen: I can't get out. Dawson: I got it. Jen: Thanks. [Sighs] Dawson, what did your mom say when you told her about us? Dawson: Nothing, really. Jen: [Whines] I foresee strangeness on the horizon. Dawson: It can't be as bad as the dinner from hell. Right? Jen: But she's gonna know why we were so late. Dawson: How could she possibly know? [Gale comes outside to see them.] Gale: Ah, you made it. Jen: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Gale: Oh, I was starting to get worried. Dawson: Yeah, well, we stopped for a little while. To get gas. Jen: To rest... And we got some gas. Dawson: Then we rested a little bit. Gale: Uh, honey? Dawson: Yeah. Gale: You're, uh, t-shirt, it's on inside-out. Dawson: Let's, uh, let's eat then. Jen: I'm just a hungry, hungry girl who's traveled a long way today. [Outside Joey's Dorm Room. Joey and Pacey are just walking up to the door.] Pacey: So, what are you gonna do in this place all by yourself for several days? Joey: I'm going to enjoy having my room all to myself. [They open the door to see Audrey sitting on her bed listening to music.] Audrey: Joey?! Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Hey! Did you miss me? Joey: Audrey, what are you doing here? Audrey: Oh, well, I got in last night. God, I am so glad to see you. Ok, this place is deserted. There's no one around, and I'm starving. Pacey: Did you ever consider maybe going to a restaurant? There are a couple of those here in Boston. Audrey: And eat by myself? Please. Joey: I thought you were with your parents in telluride. Audrey: Yeah, we were. But we had this big fight about money, and they even suggested I get rental boots. Can you believe that? Pacey: Well, what's wrong with rental boots? Joey: Hard to coordinate with a hot-pink bunny suit. Audrey: Oh, and get this, I can't give my campus tours anymore. Apparently some woman complained because I was hitting on her son. How was I supposed to know he was in high school? I don't know, you guys. Looks like I might have to get a job. [Joey looks and Pacey and smiles.] Audrey: What? [The Restaurant. Pacey is telling Audrey about the job and what she is expected to do.] Audrey: I am so perfect for this job. I'm basically just gonna have dinner with lots of fun, new people every night. Pacey: No, the job is to bring them dinner, not date them. Audrey: Ok, I know that, but-- people want a little personality with their dining experience. People want good food, professionally served. I love the way everything comes on a "bed of" or "drizzled" with something. It's so thrilling. Listen, um, "grilled fois gras, drizzled with a mango sauterne reduction sauce." I can so sell that. What the hell is fois gras? Pacey: It's fattened duck liver. Audrey: Eww, that's just wrong. Pacey: Oh, you wouldn't say that if you tried it. Trust me, it would blow your mind. Audrey: [Laughs] tell me something. Does this sort of thing usually work with the ladies? Pacey: What sort of thing? Audrey: The "if I'm this passionate about the sensual art of cooking, imagine how good I am in bed" thing? Pacey: Mm-hmm. Audrey: Hmm. Imagine how good you'd do if you actually trimmed your nails. Pacey: Well, I'm a busy guy. Audrey: Hey, you were the one who was talking about professionalism, buddy. [Danny who has been listening in on them, comes over to join them.] Danny: Hey, Witter. Is this your girlfriend? Pacey: No, no. Nooo, this is Audrey. She's here to interview for the waitress position. Audrey: Hi. I really love what you've done with the place. Danny: Welcome aboard, Audrey. Audrey: What? Danny: Welcome aboard? Any woman that can put Witter in his place like that is the kind of woman that I want working for me. Can you start tomorrow? Audrey: Absolutely! Danny: Fantastic. I'll go get you the paperwork. You, young man, make sure that she tastes the fois gras. It's fantastic. Audrey: I love that guy. [The Leery House Living room. Dawson and Jen are sitting together on the couch when Gale comes in with a tray of drinks and snacks.] Gale: Whoops. Oh, it's ok, honey. Dawson: I got it. [Dawson grabs the tray from her, and sets it down on the table.] Gale: Thanks. So, uh, Jen, how's school going? Have you thought about a major yet? Jen: Not really. I'm just-- I'm just trying to take it day by day right now. So, how is the lovely Lili Leery? Gale: She took her first steps the other day. She was, like, so cute. Jen: Aw. Dawson: But you haven't put the baby gate up yet on the stairs. Gale: Honey, I will. Jen: Ok. Jen: Have you met your new neighbors yet? Gale: You know, the people that bought your old house, they just use it as a summer place. It's been boarded up the rest of the year. Jen: It's sort of sad to think of that house all cobwebby. [Telephone rings] Gale: oh, excuse me. Hello? No, it's still leaking? Well, no, I kinda need to get it fixed... Dawson: Wait, the plumber hasn't fixed the leak at the restaurant yet? Gale: Like now. Dawson: Give me that. [takes the phone from her]You were supposed to have that fixed last week. No. Meet me there in 15 minutes. I'll be right there. Gale: Honey, you just got here. Stay with Jen. Dawson: Don't worry about it, ok? I'll be right back. Jen: Ok. [He bends over and kisses her before leaving her and Gale alone.] Gale: So, uh, you two are dating now. [The Bursars office. Joey is in the hallway going from one posting board to another looking for her grades in her classes. She keeps following her SSN for each class to a Grade of A. Then she turns to find the English Lit, grades have not been posted. When she turns to leave, she bumps into Prof. Wilder.] Wilder: ah, my favorite obsessive-compulsive freshman. Joey: Uh, I was just on my way to the library. Wilder: That's on the other side of campus. Joey: No wonder I couldn't find it. Wilder: Heh heh heh. How'd you do? Joey: Uh, so far, 4 as. Wilder: I bet you're looking for this. Joey: Oh. Wilder: Oh? Oh what? Oh, my? Oh, crap? Oh, give me that right this second before I jump out of my skin? You're about to find out the results of months' worth of sweat and labor, and "oh" is all you can say for yourself? Joey: You're having way too much fun here. Wilder: Job perk. [Joey takes the grades and finds that she received an A.] Joey: Oh, my god. Wilder: I take it you're not gonna contest the grade? Joey: No. Heh heh heh. Wilder: You deserve it. [She jumps up and down enthusiastically, and then hugs Prof. Wilder] [Commercial Break] [At the Club. Joey and Audrey are sitting at a table together talking about how she hugged Prof. Wilder after getting her grade.] Audrey: A hug?! What kind of hug? Joey: It was just a hug. Audrey: I'm sorry, but hugging the most gorgeous man on campus could never be just a hug. How long did it last? Joey: I don't know. Audrey: Ok, exactly and precisely, which body parts made contact and where? Joey: Ok, we had sex. Audrey: Really? Joey: Right there in the bursar's office on the formica. It was wild, passionate, hot, animalistic sex. Audrey: I hate you. Joey: It was a hug. I was excited. It was an excited hug, so no big deal. Audrey: No kissing at all? You swear? Joey: Audrey, of course not. Audrey: Ok, well, the fact that you can at least hug professor wilder proves that there's still hope for you yet. Joey: Good to know. Audrey: This is our night, Joey potter. We're gonna celebrate. We're gonna cut loose. Tonight, we're gonna kiss some boys. Joey: Which boys? [A guy is walking by, and Audrey stops him.] Audrey: Oh, hi. Excuse me. I know this may sound a little bit forward, but, um, would you kiss my friend here? Guy: Ok. Joey: Uh, you know, I'd love to make out with you, but... Until my tongue completely heals, I--I just think it's too risky. Audrey: There was a piercing incident with-- it was bad. [The guy looks at her weirdly and walks away.] [The restaurant. Pacey is getting ready to leave when Danny stops him.] Danny: I wanna talk to you, Witter. Pacey: Don't worry. I already told Audrey not to show up looking like a showgirl tomorrow to work. Danny: What are you talking about? I like Audrey. She's a good hire. This is about you. How long have you been here? Pacey: All right, look. I meant to tell you about those lobsters. I really did. It just slipped my mind. Danny: It's been almost 6 months since you dragged your sorry ass in here, and since then, you've learned everything from apples to zucchinis and everything in between. Pacey: Maybe you could just cut to the chase and tell me what I did. Danny: You impressed me. Pacey: Well, generally, that's considered a good thing. Danny: Indeed it is, and something that is terribly difficult to do. Pacey: So then you're not chewing me out. Danny: No. I'm promoting you. Which means I'm giving you a 20% increase in your salary. Pacey: Ok, you have to forgive the look of shock on my face, but I'm shocked. Danny: Yeah? Well, wait till you see this. You've done a tremendous job, Pacey. I knew you had the talent when you walked in here, but I wasn't sure you had the character to see it through. It's good work. [Danny throws him a small envelope] Pacey: Ok, seriously. Is there a note in here that says "I'm screwin' with you, Witter"? Danny: Absolutely. Several notes. C-notes. You never came to pick up your holiday bonus. [He opens it to find it filled with several hundred-dollar bills.] Pacey: I didn't know there was a holiday bonus. Danny: Happy belated holidays, chef Witter. I'm glad you stayed. Pacey: Thanks, Danny. Um, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Danny: Witter. Pacey: Yeah. Danny: What is it you wanted to tell me about the lobsters? [The club. Audrey and Joey are walking out onto the dance floor watching the band play.] Audrey: God, I love college life. Why would I ever want to leave all this? Joey: Because at some point, you have to pay off all the loans you're using to finance all of this. Audrey: Ok. No, there will be no pragmatism tonight. I'll have none of it. Only irrational, reckless flights of fancy. Ooh. Speaking of which, now, there is a highly kissable boy. He's cute. [Joey looks up to the band and sees the Bass player that Audrey is referring to.] Joey: Cute? Audrey: Come on, Joey. That guy is gorgeous. Joey: Ok, he's gorgeous and... Familiar. [She recognizes him as Charlie] Audrey: We have to plot some smart, subtle way for you to meet him. Joey: How about I go up to him and say, "aren't you Charlie, the guy who dicked over Jen?" Audrey: That's Charlie? Charlie the jerk? Joey: In the flesh. Audrey: Ooh, such beautiful flesh for a jerk. Jen has good taste in men. I mean... [] Musicians, you know? These guys rock. Joey: I know what you mean. Audrey: No, really. I mean, they've gotten better. I wonder if they remember me from when I sang with them. Joey: Well, you're very hard to forget, Audrey. Audrey: You really think so? Joey: There are few things in life I'm more certain of. Audrey: I'm gonna go talk to them, ok? Joey: Good luck. [Audrey walks away, and Pacey sneaks up from behind to scare Joey.] Pacey: Ra! Joey: [Gasps] Pacey: Ha ha ha ha. So, this is where all the beautiful, smart girls hang out, huh? I gotta start going to these college clubs more often. Joey: You got my message? Pacey: I did indeed. A 4.0. I'm sure you'll do better next semester, Jo. Joey: I'm glad you decided to join us. Pacey: Well, I have something to celebrate tonight. I got a promotion. Joey: That's awesome. [Suddenly Joey recognizes the singer] Hey, I know that voice. Audrey Singing: When they gathered round and started talking cousin Billy would take me walking Joey: Audrey's excited about her new job, and when Audrey's excited about something... Pacey: How did we ever get through high school without that girl? Joey: Lord knows to my surprise. Audrey Singing: The only one who could ever reach me, was the son of a preacher man. the only boy who could ever teach me , was the son of a preacher man. yes, he was, he was, oh, yes, he was being good isn't always easy no matter how hard I tried when he started sweet talking to me he'd come tell me everything is alright he'd kiss and tell me everything is alright can I get away again tonight? The only one who could ever reach me was the son of a preacher man the only boy who could ever teach me was the son of a preacher man yes, he was, he was, oh, yes, he was [cheers and applause] [The Leery House. Jen and Gale are installing a child gate in front of the stair.] Jen: you know, he just-- he loves you and this family and this house so much that... Gale: Sometimes I wonder if it doesn't hold him back from moving forward with his life. Well, he seems to be moving forward with parts of his life just fine. Jen: Parts that you aren't entirely pleased about. Gale: Am I that transparent? Jen: Everything is really nice between us, gale. I really just am kind of crazy about him, and I want him to be happy. Gale: Well, then we both want the same things. Jen: How would you feel if he moved into grams' attic? Gale: Well, I would miss having him around here, but, um, I know that he needs to get a place of his own. Jen: Has he told you about this, um, film school in Boston that he's been looking into? Gale: No, he didn't mention it. Every time I bring up school, he conveniently changes the subject, but I would love it if he went back to school. Jen: Me, too. Gale: So, have you talked to him about it? Jen: Hmm, well, I've danced around the subject. Gale: Oh, no, honey. You can't dance, you gotta really tell him. Jen: I'm just afraid of pushing him into something that's he's not ready for. Gale: No, no. Jen, Dawson has inherited a stubborn streak a mile long from his father. Trust me. You're gonna have to push him. [The club. Joey is standing next to the bar, when the guy from before comes up behind her.] Guy: I just wanted to let you know that we don't have to kiss. There are other things that, uh-- well, hi, um, my name is tom. Joey: I'm sure you're a really sweet guy, and probably a world-class macking master, but my friend over there, she really needs to return to the mother ship. No hard feelings? Male Voice: Can I buy you something to drink? Joey: Clearly, subtext and humor have no effect on stupidity. Would you please leave me [She turns to see that it is Charlie] Charlie: nice. Joey: Do you really think you should bandy about words you don't understand? Charlie: Stop. Just stop. Joey: Stop what? Charlie: The castrating shrew routine. The defense mechanism. Look, I totally understand how a girl who looks like you needs one, but you can drop it around me. All I want to do is meet you and talk a little. Ok. Fine. I'll start. Hi. I'm Charlie. Joey: Charlie, how about we talk about why, out of all of these girls in the entire club, I'm the blessed one. I mean... What is it about me that piqued your interest? Charlie: It's the hair-behind- the-ear thing. You know, that little tuck you do. Look. Sometimes, when I'm having a tough night, I look out into the audience for someone who's really listening. It makes me feel like I'm connecting. And I saw you, standing next to your friend, staring at me. And... I noticed the way you kept tucking your hair behind your ears, like you were trying extra-hard to listen. And I thought to myself, I want to meet that beautiful girl. Joey: So tell me. Does this sort of thing actually work? Charlie: I wouldn't know. I'm not like the rest of these pre-epoch Neanderthals in this place. Joey: No? Charlie: I've never done this before. Joey: Really? Charlie: Yeah. Joey: So, you must've used a different tact with Jen Lindley, huh? Charlie: Hmm. Joey, the smart girl from Worthington. Joey: Charlie, womanizer from Boston bay. Charlie: This is deeply humiliating. Mm. Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying. Joey: No, but you don't have to have a drink with him. [Outside the Leery House. It is night time, and Dawson comes up to the porch to see Jen sitting outside on it waiting for him.] Dawson: Any interest in some make-up sex? Jen: Oh, I don't know. You look pretty wiped out, pal. Ohh! I don't think you'd be up for it. Dawson: I'm an 18-year-old guy who just lost his virginity. You'd be surprised at what I'm up for. How was your evening? Jen: Well... Most of it was spent talking to your mom. Dawson: Any strangeness? Jen: A little, but... I think that once she realized I was after you for more than your body, she lightened up. Dawson: Please tell me that's not what you guys talked about. Jen: We talked about you... Moving to Boston. A certain attic with your name on it, an attic that would be a really great place for you to study. Dawson: You know I've been thinkin' seriously about that, but right now... It's just not the right time. Jen: Actually, it is, and I'm not the only one who feels that way. Dawson: Ok, when did you and my mom suddenly become close enough to start trading insights about what's best for my life? Jen: [Sighs] sweetie, you're not required to be the husband. Families are complicated. Dawson: It's not that simple. Jen: You think that I don't know that? Dawson: Well, you have to admit you're not the best person in the world to be giving me advice on parents. Jen: That's not fair. Dawson: I'm just stating the facts, Jen. I mean, how can you give me advice about how to deal with my mother when you don't even talk to yours? I appreciate how much you care about...My life, but...If you want to talk to me about how I should live it, we should find a different subject. Jen: I actually don't really want to talk to you at all right now. [Jen looks upset at him, and then leaves him all alone on the porch as she walks off into the darkness.] Dawson: [Sighs] [Commercial Break] [The Club. Audrey and Pacey are playing a game of pool, and several men are gawking at Audrey as she sinks yet another ball.] [Music playing] Pacey: hey! Do you mind? We're trying to have a game here. Audrey: Yeah. We're trying to have a game here. What an annoyance. Pacey: Oh, yes, I can see how annoyed you are. [Audrey then sinks the 8-ball] Audrey: Ok. You rack them, I'll crack them, baby. Joey: Hey! Pacey: Hi. Do you want to play against her? Joey: Ah...No. I'll let you enjoy the indignity. Pacey: Thank you. So, tell me, how long after we left your room today did you run down to the bursar's office to check on your grades? Joey: Ok, I'm an obsessive freak, I freely admit it. There is no hope for me. Pacey: No, that's not true. There is a part of you that knows how to let loose. You just have to... Let her loose every once in a while. Joey: What part? Pacey: The other Joey. The carefree girl who knows how to drink and play strip poker and go away on a sailboat for a summer. The girl who can get up in front of a crowd of complete strangers and sing at a beauty pageant. Joey: Other Joey? Pacey: Yes, the other Joey. The girl who knows better than to let things that are completely out of her control bother her. Joey: Like Dawson and Jen. Audrey: Hey, guys! You wanna know why else I love pool? Because the chalk matches my eye shadow! How cute is that? Joey: You know, I think I'm gonna head over to the bar, and, uh, I'm gonna keep my eyes open for that other girl. Pacey: Right. Well, if you see that girl, would you buy her a drink? Actually, will you buy all of us a drink, on me? [Pacey hands her a Hundred dollar bill] Joey: Sure. Wow, where did you get this kind of money? Pacey: Well...I work for a living. [Joey walks off towards the bar, when Charlie walks up from behind and tries to hand her a drink.] Charlie: I believe this is what you're drinking. Joey: You again? Charlie: Hey, what can I say? I don't give up easily. Joey: You know, helping a girl get a drink doesn't absolve you from cheating on her friend. Charlie: I'm not looking for absolution. I'm looking for a second chance. Joey: Well, Jen is not currently swimming in the available pool right now. Maybe you haven't heard. Charlie: I'm talkin' about you. Joey: A second chance with me? I hadn't realized you ever had a first. Charlie: What exactly did I do that was so terrible? All right, I ht on you. Is that a crime? Please! If there's anything I'm guilty of, it's simply being attracted to you. I never said anything to you that I didn't mean. I think you are beautiful, and truth be told, I think you're drop-dad gorgeous. Joey: What, the whole "I'm just a bass player you can take home to mama" thing didn't work, so now you're using simple flattery? Charlie: Ok, so I made a fool out of myself before. That I'm prepared to do. Joey: Well, good. Because you display quite a mastery at that particular skill. Charlie: Give me as much crap as you want. At least I'm not afraid to take a chance. Joey: What, are you implying that I am? Charlie: When was the last time you took one? Joey: Well, that's none of your business. Charlie: Do they teach classes in uptight at Worthington, or is it just a prerequisite for admission? Joey: I'm not uptight. Charlie: Then why won't you tell me when the last time was you took a chance? Joey: Because I'm not going to recount my reckless behavior for you. Charlie: I bet there's not much to recount. But I'll bet the list of prudish perfectionism goes on and on, ad nauseam. Come on. Joey... The smart girl from Worthington, when was the last time you did something completely and indisputably wild? [The Leery Dock. Dawson is sitting on the end of the pier just looking out into the creek, when his mother comes walking down to join him.] Dawson: Mom, what are you still doin' up? Gale: Oh, I thought I'd come out and get some air. Dawson: And have a little... Heart-to-heart with your son? Gale: Oh, I'm getting really bad at keeping my feelings hidden in my old age. Dawson: You're not old. Gale: It's funny. Before you got here today, I was all worried about what might be going on in my house after I went to sleep tonight, and... Now I seem to be a little worried about what's not going on. Dawson: We had our first fight, I guess. We'll work it out. Gale: Until you really let go of this house, I don't think you will. No, Dawson, until you can start waking up every day and thinking about yourself, I don't think you're ever gonna be able to... Be in a relationship and go to school and begin the life that you deserve to have. Dawson: All right, mom, I plan on doing all those things. I just wanna make sure that you and lily are set first. Gale: You are done. Right now. This is where it ends. Dawson: Mom... Gale: No. It's time. Look, I am probably more guilty than you know. I mean, there's part of me that has loved having you around, but it's just not fair, and it's just not right, and seeing you tonight with Jen, and realizing how much she wants you in Boston, it's made it all clear to me. I mean, the girl is... Head-over-heels smitten with you. She really cares about you and your future. Dawson: I don't know how I would have gotten through all this without her. Gale: Lily and I... We'll be ok. I promise. I'll hire some help around here if I need to. So, Dawson... Go to Boston. Live in that attic. You have been such a help to me in the past few months, I can't even begin to say thank you. I feel the same way about you that I know your father would. Honey, I'm proud of you. Dawson: All right. I got some apologizing to do. Gale: Yeah. You go in there and you tell her how you really feel about her. And if that doesn't work, grovel. It always worked like a charm for your dad. Dawson: Good night. [The Club, Audrey has just beaten Pacey again, and Pacey is getting ready to rack up the balls again.] Pacey: Ok, one last game. Audrey: All right. Loser has to pay the tab. Pacey: Sure thin--hey, speaking of money, where's Joey? Audrey: I don't know. She's been gone a long time. Pacey: All right. Hang out here. I'm gonna go look for her. Audrey: No, wait, wait, whoa! I'm coming with! Pacey: Do you think it's possible she went home? Audrey: I don't know. Maybe she met somebody. We sort of made this pact we were gonna kiss some boys tonight. Pacey: Doesn't sound like a pact that Joey would make. Audrey: Ok, well, I made it without her, but she was there. Pacey: Audrey, listen to that! Listen! Audrey: Oh my god! Are you hearing that, too? [Girl singing, and up on stage they see Joey] Pacey: I think so. Audrey: No, it's not possible! Pacey: Oh, it is possible. Check that out. [Joey is up on stage sinning and takes off her coat and throws it to the side, and begins really getting into the song, singing, jumping and looking like a real rock singer in stage.] Joey Singing: I'm begging you to beg me I want you to want me oh, my god! Audrey: That can't be the same girl that sleeps in my room! Who is that girl?! Pacey: That is "other Joey." Audrey: Whoo! I can't believe it! Joey Singing: I'll shine my own brown shoes I'll put on a brand-new shirt I'll make all my rhythm work if you say that you love me didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? I feel that I'm alone without a friend you know, you feel like dying oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? I want you to want me I need you to need me whoo! I love you to love me I'm begging you to beg me I want you to want me I want you to want me I want you to want me I want you to want me! Aah! Audrey: Oh, my god! [Applause] [cat calls] Audrey: Joey, you're my hero! [Joey leaves through the back of the stage and stops laughing to herself about what she just did, when Charlie come off the stage to join her.] Charlie: Whoo! Joey, that was amazing! Absolutely, positively amazing! I honestly had no idea you had that in you! Joey: Then you probably don't know I have this, either. [She grabs him and gives him a huge kiss.] [Commercial Break] [The club, behind the stage. We pick up where we left off from the kiss, and Joey pulls back away, and Charlie is still shocked.] Joey: don't ever call me uptight! [Audience screams] [Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson comes into his room to see Jen standing by the window in her pajamas.] Dawson: you are so beautiful. Jen: Ok, apology accepted. Dawson: Just like that? I had, like, a very impassioned speech. Jen: Yeah, I don't really need it. Dawson: I'm prepared to grovel. Jen: Nope. Dawson: Wow, I'm gonna have to remember that tact for the future. Jen: You're right. Umm... I don't have any firsthand experience with what you're going through. Nearly no one I know does. Dawson: And you're right. It's time I moved into that attic. Jen: We can decorate! [Jen looks out the window at grams' old house. Dawson comes up and wraps his arms around her from behind] Jen: Mmm. God, it's so weird. Dawson: What's that? Jen: It's so weird how things work out. All those years living right next door to each other, but... We had to move away to a different city to get together. Mmm. Too bad we never got together over there. Dawson: That would have been fun. Jen: Well, you know what grams says: No regrets. Dawson: Jen, I hate to break it to you, but that house does not belong to you anymore. Her house will always belong to me. [The club. Audrey and Pacey are walking around looking for Joey.] Pacey: I wonder where the little rock star wandered off to. Audrey: Oh, maybe she went home. Pacey: No, Joey wouldn't leave without telling me. Audrey: Maybe she met someone. Pacey: [Laughs] Joey potter, leave with a guy? Do you have any idea what it would take for that to happen? Audrey: [Chuckling] Ohh. Um, I'm-- you know what? I totally forgot, but, um, before we left tonight, Joey said that she might have to go home early... To study. Pacey: To study for what? She doesn't even have classes to study for. Audrey: You know our Joey-- little miss perfect. [They leave, without ever seeing Joey who is sitting on the stage, and Charlie walks up to join her.] Charlie: You need a ride home. Joey: I don't need anything. Charlie: Unless you and the janitorial staff have some kind of unexpected bond. I think your friends have left. Come on. Let me give you a ride on my motorcycle. I'll take you anywhere you want to go. What? Making a fool out of myself again, huh? Joey: No, of course you have a motorcycle. Charlie: What's that supposed to mean? Joey: Of course you don't understand. Charlie: Hey, it's a Harley. Joey: I'm sure it is. [Inside Grams' old house. Jen and Dawson are wrapped naked together in a blanket by the fireplace. They have broken into the place and made love in front of the fireplace.] Dawson: Jen, you think living under the same roof is gonna screw everything up? Jen: Not if you quickly learn to deal with the toilet seat. Dawson: I'll talk to jack. Jen: Mmm, that sounds good. I've never really dated somebody that I knew and liked and trusted, so... Dawson: Sounds like you got yourself in a healthy relationship. Jen: Hmm. Sounds like it. So when do you think the fun stops in a healthy relationship? Dawson: I have no idea. But I think we're gonna have a blast finding out. [Outside the School Dorms. Pacey is dropping Audrey off outside her dorm room.] Audrey: Thanks for the ride, Pacey. This is an awesome car. I really had fun tonight. Pacey: Yeah, me, too. Audrey: I mean, it's so much more fun hanging out with you than, like, some hot guy I'd want to date. Pacey: Well, thanks, I think. You want me to walk you back to your dorm room? Audrey: No, that's ok. All right. There's tons of security guards on campus during break. I'm totally safe. Fact, I bet Carlos is in the hall right now. [Gasps] wonder if his wife had the baby yet? Pacey: Pretty chummy with the guys who work here over break for someone who just got back last night. Audrey: Yeah. Well, that's me, you know. Chummy Audrey. Pacey: Mmm. You never went home, did you? Audrey: I really did get into a big fight with my parents about money. It was just a little bigger than I mentioned. Ok? It was a lot bigger. Uh, don't tell Joey, ok? I know it sounds kind of weird, but...Sometimes there are things that you don't even want the people who are close to you to know about. Pacey: Heh. It doesn't sound weird to me. In fact, I may understand better than you think. 'Cause you see this beautiful piece of metal and machinery in front of you? Audrey: Yes. Pacey: This has sat in the police impound in Capeside for 3 months. And my father just gave it to me. 'Cause he said that he wanted someone who deserves it to have it. And he actually told me that he was proud of me. It's the first time in my entire life I have ever heard him say those words. He's proud of me. Audrey: But? Pacey: Even if it's true, how long could it possibly last? Well, I won't tell anyone. Audrey: Ok. Pacey: Ok. Parents are strange creatures. Audrey: Heh heh. I know. From another planet, right? Pacey: Good lord. Audrey: Hey, Pacey... Pacey: What was that for? Audrey: The pact that Joey and I made. I know she's not gonna do it. I figure one of us should. I hope you don't mind. Pacey: Rarely do I mind being kissed by a beautiful woman. Audrey: Ok. Well, I will see you at work tomorrow. Pacey: Yes, indeed. Audrey: You know what? I look forward to it. Pacey: Yeah. Excellent. [Car engine starts] [A street on the way home from the Club. Joey is walking alone, when Charlie come up to her on his motorcycle.] Charlie: hey, come on. Let me give you a ride. Joey: I prefer to walk. Charlie: You're gonna walk all the way home in this cold? Joey: Sure. Charlie: Wouldn't you rather take a ride someplace? Someplace warm? Hey, come on. I know there's a part of you just dying to get on this bike and ride off with me. If there isn't... Then what was that kiss back there all about? Joey: Ok. Maybe... Just maybe there is another part of me, another girl that lives deep inside of me, and maybe every once in a while she lets loose and does things that might blow some people's minds. But, Charlie... If you ever mention her or anything she might have done tonight to another person... I'll completely deny knowing anything about her. Charlie: It was fun hanging out with you for a night, Joey. The smart girl from Worthington. Joey: Good night, Charlie. [Motorcycle engine starts]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x13 - Something Wilder"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 514 - Guerilla Filmmaking [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. The room has been made up to be a set for a movie, and Dawson is making Oliver's film, with Audrey and Oliver staring. Pacey is the boom mic operator] Audrey: I know who you are. Oliver: You only just met me. Audrey: I know you're a snake and a con artist. I know you've slept your way through the entire female student body and half the faculty. The kind of boy who'll break your heart and then start in on your sister Oliver: Ahh. You must be confused. Understandable. It's a common affliction among blondes. Audrey: Ugh. Oliver: Truth is, I'm none of those things. Audrey: Oh, yeah? Then who are you? Oliver: I'm just the boy that's gonna tear your soul apart. [They kiss, and then Audrey pushes away.] Audrey: This is ridiculous. I can't do this. Dawson: Ah, cut. I guess. Audrey: Amateurs. I'm surrounded by amateurs. Dawson, will you just run with me here for a second. If I were a girl trying to seduce a boy-- and trust me, ok, I've been that girl many times-- I would never let him know how much I want him. Never. Ever. I mean, that's the exact moment when they lose interest. Sorry, it's just-- it's feeble writing. Oliver: Hey, hey. I'm right here. Dawson: We should've made the animated movie. Jen: Woulda-coulda-shoulda. Hmm. Dawson: All right. Audrey... You gotta penetrate the subtext, ok? Remember, she knows that he knows that she knows what kind of man he is. All right? So if he knows that she knows and she knows that he knows... See what I'm getting at? Audrey: Yeah. Dawson: All right. Great. All right. Let's sh*t the scene before we get old and die in our sleep. Ok. Back to one, people. Pacey: Oh, I'm sorry. Dawson: Ah, Pace, if you don't swing the microphone, you run less of a risk of dipping into my sht, which, I think, would detract from the overall reality of the picture. Pacey: Gotcha. It'll be perfect this time. Dawson: All right. Picture's up. Ok. We are rolling. Marker. Jen: 27 apple, take 3. Dawson: And... Action. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Wilder's class. Professor Wilder is lecturing the class while Joey sits on listening to him.] Wilder: Overprotected remember, there is no distinction between writing a story and living your life. The same elements that make a moment in your life ignite, explode, move-- these same things make a scene in your writing have life. When a writer has evolved in their work, they've evolved as an individual. When the work is intense, it is because their life is intense. So the real question is, "what makes life intense?" Conflict. What is conflict? The essential conflict at the core of the artist? Uh, think of the movies you've seen, songs you've heard, books you've read. "To be or not to be." Bingo. In other words, your desires versus your ideals. Your head, or your heart. Can somebody give me an example, using their own life, of a conflict between their desires and their ideals? Joey: I have an example. Wilder: Out with it then. Joey: Well, it's um... It's about a guy. Wilder: Ah, of course. Isn't it always? Class: [Laughs] [bell rings] Wilder: oh, it's too bad. I was curious where your story was going. You'll have to share with us next week. "Same bat time. Same bat channel." [Scene: Outside on the campus grounds. Professor Wilder is just leaving the building when Joey comes running up to join him.] Joey: We need to talk. Wilder: We do? Joey: Yes. That was uncomfortable. Wilder: No, that was creative writing. "Uncomfortable" is taught down the hall on the left. Joey: There should be a word for people who use sarcasm as a defense mechanism. Wilder: There is. Sarcastic. Joey: I'm serious. Wilder: Are you ok? Joey: I'm fine. I... I mean, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little weirded out by recent events. Wilder: I'm sorry, Joey. I'm a creep. I... I've robbed you of your innocence, haven't I? Joey: No, you're not a creep. And don't say you're sorry, it makes me feel-- Wilder: cheap? Joey: No. Wilder: Dirty? Joey: No. Wilder: Ok, I'm gonna stop talking, because, obviously, there are some things you wanna say to me. Joey: Many things. Wilder: Ok... I can't promise I'll have all the answers. In fact, I can't promise I'll have any answers, but I'm willing to give it a sht. Joey: Thank you. Wilder: Whenever you're ready. Joey: You know, it's kind of a lotta pressure, and I seem to be freezing up, so can I do this another time? Wilder: Absolutely. [Scene: The Civilization. Pacey is alone in the kitchen making an omelet when Audrey comes into the kitchen.] Audrey: You slept here again last night, didn't you? Doesn't that, like, violate some sort of health code? Pacey: Good morning, Audrey. Now, I can only assume, since it's your day off, that you came down here for a little bit of playful banter and the opportunity to critique my personal hygiene. Which is sweet of you, but you really should have called first. Audrey: Can I have that omelet? Pacey: No. Audrey: We had plans, you know. You said you'd help me. Pacey: Uh, right. Refresh my memory, that was the breast exam, right? Audrey: No. Learning my lines for Dawson's movie. We talked about this last night, remember? Pacey: Only vaguely. And to tell you the god's honest, Audrey, now is really not the best time for me. [A girl comes into the kitchen] Rina: Good morning. What's for breakfast? Pacey: Audrey, I would like to introduce you to my good friend Gina. Rina: Excuse me? What? What's my name? Pacey: [Cough]-ina. Rina: My name is Rina. R-I-n-A. Pacey: Which is what I said, Rina. Didn't I say "Rina", Audrey? Audrey: You said "Gina." Pacey: Thank you. [Rina storms out of the kitchen and grabs her coat.] Pacey: Oh, come on, sweetheart, don't leave angry. Or, if you must, at least don't drive angry. Rina: Have a nice life, Stacey! [Rina storms out of the restaurant] Pacey: On second thought, the omelet's yours. [Scene: The Frat House. Jack comes out into the main room, where the rest of the frat is talking about plans for the day.] Polar bear: Jack. Jack: Morning. Ahem. Eric: How's it going, bro? Polar bear: We're hearing there's a kegger at the Kappa Mu Pi sorority. So those of you interested in getting some nooky this evening, we should meet back here at, let's say... 11:00? Break. [They all leave, and only Eric and Jack remain] Eric: You ok? Jack: Yeah. I'm good. Eric: You know, they're trying to make it up to you, you know? Smooth things over. Jack: I know. I know. Eric: You just gotta let 'em back in. Jack: Sounds good in theory, but it's hard to forget that night. I mean, you guys totally bailed on me. Eric: You stepped over the line in a big way that night, jack. Jack: I know. I just... I feel like that moment that I could have gracefully apologized has kinda passed me by. [Softly] every time I'm around these guys I feel like an idiot. Eric: Well, stop stressing. You are an idiot. Hmm? Jack: [Laughs] [Scene: Grams' Attic. Dawson is sitting down working on his laptop editing some of the clips they have already sht, when Jen comes upstairs.] Audrey: I know you're a snake and a con artist. I know you've slept your way through the entire female student body and almost half the faculty. The kind of boy who'll break your heart and then start in on your sister. [Turns Video off] Jen: good morning, sunshine. Dawson: It's overcast and grey. Jen: Hmm hmm hmm there, that's the spirit. Dawson: A week ago, I saw it very clearly. Now I look at it, and all I see are these huge, nightmarish obstacles. It's like, the movie's disappeared, just gotten lost somewhere along the way. I don't know. Or, maybe I have. Jen: It can't be that bad, can it? Dawson: [Laughs] not that bad? Ok, the ending doesn't work, but we have less than 12 hours to rewrite it because the lights they were gonna use for that particular sequence we only have rented until tomorrow morning. [Laughs] but the real punch line is, all of this pales in comparison to the real problem. Jen: Ok. What's the real problem? Dawson: The real problem is that Oliver is without a doubt, the most pathetic excuse for a thespian that's ever been. [Sighs] ow! Jack and grams have more sexual chemistry than these two. [Oliver comes upstairs] Oliver: Hello, people. [Dawson and Jen are staring at them] What? What did I miss? Dawson: Have a seat, skipper. It's time for us to think about what's best for the movie. Oliver: I don't follow. Dawson: Having watched some of the footage, it's occurred to me... It's possible you're not the right actor for this particular role. Oliver: Hmm. Well, I'm thinking you're wrong. But on the other hand, you are the director, and if this behemoth has a prayer of getting done, it's gonna be because the final decision on everything, including the casting, came from you. Dawson: Really? You're ok with this? Oliver: On the flipside, we have to recast the part today if we're gonna sh*t the finale tonight. Where are we gonna find an actor who fits the bill, you know? Somebody's who's... Sexy, charismatic and attractive. And not burdened with a soul. Dawson: Exactly. Where we gonna find a guy like that in 6 hours? Jen: [Laughs] I used to date him. Dawson: That's not a bad idea. Jen: Oh, yes it is. It's a terrible idea. And you would never make me do that, would you, Dawson? [Scene: Outside Charlie's Dorm room. Jen is getting up the strength to knock on the door.] Jen: [Groan] Charlie: [laughs] Jen Lindley. How ya been? Jen: Busy. Just trying to wrap my head around this whole "lemon diet coke" phenomenon. Charlie: I knew it. I knew you could never live without me. Jen: Hmm. Oh, on the contrary, I actually plan to spend the rest of my life living without you, Charlie, but... I need a favor. Charlie: A favor? Now why on earth would I do you a favor? Jen: You get to make out with a really hot girl. Charlie: Ok. Step into my office [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm room. Audrey is in the room pacing when Joey comes storming into the room.] Joey: The guy is unbelievable. Audrey: I know. He couldn't even remember her first name. Not her last name-- her last name I might understand. I've slept with some guys whose last names have escaped me the morning after, but her first name? Joey: Who? Audrey: What? Wait... Who are you talking about? Joey: Wilder. Audrey: Right. Wilder. Unbelievable. Joey: So I'm standing there, completely ready to say everything I never said, and then he pulls this Jedi-mind-trick, and suddenly, I can't even remember who I am. Audrey: You're Joey potter. Joey: And I refuse to become another one of his groupies. You know, completely infatuated with the guy and reduced to a babbling idiot at the mere mention of his name. Audrey: May I, um... Be brutally honest? Joey: Like you've ever been anything but? Audrey: You are completely infatuated with him, and you have been reduced to a babbling idiot at the mere mention of his name. But I'm not so sure that's a bad thing. Joey: How could it not be a bad thing, Audrey? Once upon a time, I had this... Amazing mentor. Someone who believed in me and respected me and we were friends. Good friends. And, you know, whenever you would allude to some lurid affair between teacher and student, I would just dismiss it. Audrey: Well, the lady doth protest too much. Joey: I have to drop his class. I mean, should I drop his class? I don't know. Audrey: Are you asking for my advice, or are you just having a soliloquy here? Joey: What's the alternative? I spend the rest of the year angsting over some guy I can't be with? I mean, I've been there. It's excruciating. Audrey: Bunny... Breathe. Ask yourself something, when was the last time you felt as completely and totally alive as you do right now? [Both laugh] Joey: who were you talking about? [Groans] [Scene: The frat house. Jack is in the kitchen getting something to drink, when Eric comes into the kitchen.] Eric: Yo. Jack: Hey. Thought you were going with the other guys to the athletic center? Pick up on the gymnastics team? You know, teenage girls slamming their pelvises into the uneven bars at 80-miles-an-hour. I think that'd be right up your alley. Eric: No, I had work to do, so I figured I'd get started with putting it off. Jack: [Laughs] yeah. Procrastination... It's the only skill we ever learn in college. Eric: Ain't it a little early in the day to start knocking 'em back? Jack: Only if you're doing it alone. Besides, you and I have some unfinished business. Eric: Oh, do we? Jack: Yes, we do. Madden 2002. Eric: Ohhhh. Jack: Yeah, your patriots kicked my bears into a different time zone last time they met, and I think we're ready for some revenge. Eric: All right. Well, then get set for some disappointment, because we're gonna kick your ass some more. Jack: [Laughs] no, no. I don't think so [Scene: Grams' house. Charlie is auditioning for the movie, with Jen reading lines with him. Oliver and Dawson are watching on.] Jen: "you're falling in love with me." Charlie: "I can't say you're lacking for confidence." Jen: "That's not true." Blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah. "Doesn't change the fact that you're falling in love with me." Charlie: "Now how can you be so sure? "I mean, how do you know I'm not gonna just use you up "and throw you out. That's what I've always done." Jen: "You can sleep with..." Blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah-- "not even you." Charlie: "I didn't know. I've never wanted anything like this before." Jen: Uh... "Neither have I." [Charlie goes to kiss her.] Jen: A world of pain. Charlie, one step closer, and you're entering a world of pain. Charlie: You know, Dawson, buddy, it's difficult to really become the character here when she is not giving me anything to work with. Jen: Acting tip: It's called using your imagination. Dawson: Ok. You know, I've seen enough. So, ah, Jen... Sweetheart. Um, Charlie, would you mind just... Stepping in the other room for a second. Charlie: Yeah. Oliver: So is this gonna be awkward for you, your girlfriend's ex starring in our flick? Dawson: I'm running out of options here. Oliver: I gotta say... He's pretty decent. I mean... If you're going for the brutally handsome, rippling abs, Tony Scott-version of me, he's about as good as we're gonna get, right? Dawson: Right. Yeah. Ok, so we use him. Oliver: Yes. Problem solved. Dawson: Ok. Now all I have to do is overhaul the ending and we might get this done. Oliver: [Laughs] heavens to Betsy. First, you take away my starring role, and now you want to rewrite my ending? Dawson: It doesn't make sense. Oliver: Actually, it's friggin' brilliant. First, she breaks up with him, breaks his heart, then he blow her away with a .22. Poetic justice. Dawson: I used to think it was great. It was perfect. But... Having seen the footage-- yada, yada, yada. [Charlie comes back to join them] Charlie: So... Did I get the part, or what? Dawson: Well, that depends. Can you learn your lines in 3 hours? Oliver: Uh, better make that 2. Dawson: Hmm. All right. [Scene: Jack and Eric's Room. They have just finished playing a game, and are still sitting on the floor in front of the TV.] Eric: All my dudes, they go to these parties every night looking for their next girlfriend. And for what? Huh? So they can have some chick who's gonna bitch and moan at 'em in the morning? You know, and make them watch Notting Hill over and over again? No. Forget that. They can keep their keg. [Both laugh] Jack: I liked Notting hill. [Both laugh] Eric: dude. Jack: Yeah? Eric: What was it like when you realized you were gay? Jack: Well, it wasn't like that, you know? It wasn't like I woke up one morning from a especially nasty dream about Robert Downey jr. And I said to myself, "hey, I must be gay." Well, what was it like? [Sighs] well, you know... So many people just... They spend so much of their lives just locked up in this cage inside themselves. And they never even know that they have the key all along. That's how it was for me. I can't tell you when I first realized it, you know. I don't know. At some level, I think I've always known it. Probably just like you've always known you're straight. It wasn't about realizing that I was gay, it was about realizing that it was all right. Eric: You're an amazing guy, jack. You know that? You really are. [Sighs] you're the kind of guy that I wanna be. [Eric leans in like he is going to kiss Jack.] Jack: Um... Do you, uh... Do you wanna watch some more TV? I, uh...I-I-I think the world's most horrifying bungee-accidents is on. Eric: Um... No, I have work to do. Jack: Come on, man. You're not gonna-- you're not gonna do it now. Eric: Yeah. I have to. Ok? I'm--I'm--I'm gonna go. Ok? Jack: Yeah, I'll see ya. [Scene: Wilder's House. He is sitting at his desk working on his laptop, when he looks out the window and sees Joey pacing back and forth on the sidewalk.] Wilder: Hey. You selling girl scout cookies? Do you have any of the coconut ones with the chocolate and the caramel? I love those. Joey: Actually, I figured out what I want to say. Wilder: Excellent. I'll alert the media. Joey: Do you think it'd be possible to lose the obnoxious glib for 5 seconds? Wilder: Yes. Yes, of course. It is possible. Sure. I'm sorry. Go ahead. Joey: Uh... I want to say... I'm sorry you kissed me. Wilder: Oh, my god, Joey, I can't even begin to apologize about that. Joey: I'm not here for an apology. I didn't want one that night, I don't want one now. Well...In a minute, I'm going to walk over there to where you are and, um, I'm gonna shake your hand in a very masculine way. We're gonna have this little silent understanding and then I'm just gonna turn around and walk away. Wilder: What about my class? Joey: Uh, I don't think I can be a part of it, not now. Wilder: Well, no great loss there. Joey: You know what? Screw you. Wilder: Clever, Joey. No. What I meant was you're gonna do great... With or without my workshop. Joey: Oh. That's what you meant. Wilder: Joey, you've got it. The gift. The touch. Whatever you want to call it. I don't. You do. It's a binary distinction. So all the washed up hacks turned English professors can wax poetic until the cows come home. In the end... Your talents and your instincts are the only things that really matter. Joey: You know, you're really annoying. 'Cause every time I'm ready to do the smart, sensible thing, you go and you say something that makes me... Wilder: Makes you what? Joey: Not want to go away. [Scene: Audrey and Joey's Dorm room. Pacey is lying down on Audrey's bed holding a script in his hands, while Audrey paces and it rehearsing.] Audrey: Ok. So, let's do it one more time, but this time, I'm not just gonna say the lines, I'm really gonna act them. Pacey: You warning me? Audrey: No. I just want you to pay attention so you can give me some notes. Pacey: Ok. Well, I'm ready. Audrey: Just give me a minute, ok, will ya? [] Bring it! Bring it! Bring it on! Bring it! Whew. []You're not so tough, you know. Pacey: Uh, "well, I picked the lock to get in here. That's pretty tough." Audrey: You're falling in love with me. Pacey: "I can't say you're lacking for confidence." Audrey: No. That's not true. I am lacking. I'm very insecure... But that doesn't change the fact that you're falling in love with me. Pacey: Uh... "How can you be so sure? "How do you know I'm not just gonna use you up "and throw you away? It's what I've always done." Audrey: You can sleep with all the right girls and take all the right drugs, but in the end... You'll still be alone. It doesn't matter what anybody says, gage. Nobody wants to be alone. Not even you. [They begin kissing and making out, when Audrey stops.] Audrey: Wait! Wait! I'm not gonna do this! Pacey: Uh, well, no, of course not. Me, neither. Audrey: Because... Because it would be wrong. Pacey: Well, it's obviously wrong. That's why we stopped. Audrey: So... So... [Sighs] do you have any notes? [Commercial Break] [Scene: The movie set. Audrey and Charlie are doing their parts, while Jen, Dawson and Oliver watch on and Pacey hold the boom mic.] Audrey: Cut. Cut. Dawson: Cut. Audrey: I'm sorry, ok? It's just that my co-star Charlie sheen over here, is ramming his tongue down my throat. Hey, I feel like he's looking for my diaphragm. Charlie: Foiled again. Dawson: Ok, we're gonna take it from, uh, just before the kiss. All right? And, uh, pace? I see the boom dip in and out of my frame, I begin to forget our friendship. Pacey: Ok. Dawson: All right. Picture's up. And marker. Oliver: 14 baker, take 12. Dawson: And...Action. Charlie: I didn't... I never wanted any... Audrey: I'm sorry. Can we do that different? Charlie: It just kind of got away from me. Dawson: Still rolling. Whenever you're ready. Audrey: I didn't know. I never wanted anything like this before. Charlie: Neither have I. Line. Jen: "I'm afraid of falling." Charlie: I'm afraid of-- would gage really say-- Audrey: for the love of god, just say it. Charlie: I'm afraid of falling. Audrey: Don't worry. I'll catch you. Dawson: And cut. [Audrey slaps Charlie upside the head] Charlie: Ow. Ow! She ht me on the ear. Audrey: I'm sorry. I can't work like this, ok? It's completely unprofessional. And it's just-- [Turns to Pacey]it's too intense with you standing right there next to me. You're a terrible boom operator. [Scene: inside Wilder's House. Joey and Prof. Wilder are sitting on the couch talking.] Joey: Do you remember that uncomfortable vibe you were sensing in class this morning? Wilder: Yes. It's a good thing we dealt with it. Joey: Yeah. It's a good thing, because now the 2 of us alone in your house-- I'm so relieved that there's no awkward tension. We can just relax. Wilder: Yeah, yeah. I've never been this relaxed. I--I might fall asleep. Joey: We're being sarcastic. Wilder: Look, Joey, the thing is-- the thing I wanted to say to you is I-- I can't afford to lose my job. Joey: That's the last thing that I want. Wilder: But it's important to me that you know that what happened between us-- I've never done anything like that before. Joey: I know. Wilder: You know, Joey potter, I-- I don't think I've ever met anyone like you. Joey: That's what all boys say. Wilder: Yeah? Well, they're right. Joey: I was being sarcastic again. Wanna hear my example? Wilder: Hmm? Joey: My example of an internal conflict between my ideals and desires. Wilder: Are you sure you don't wanna save it for class? Joey: I think I wanna run it by you first. Wilder: Fair enough. [They lean close and closer almost ready to kiss.] [Cell phone vibrating] Wilder: you're vibrating. Joey: Excuse me. [She answers the phone]Hello? Hi. What's going on? Right now? Yeah. I'll be right there. I have to go. Wilder: Ok. Joey: Sorry. Wilder: Don't be. Joey: Bye. [She leaves, but comes back in shortly and kisses him before leaving again.] [Scene: Jack's room. Two Frat members come into the room, where he is sitting down reading.] [Knock on door] Polar Bear: Eric told us what happened. Jack: What are you guys talking about? Polar Bear: Eric told us you tried to kiss him. Jack: You can't be serious. Oh, my god, you are. Blossom: Please don't waste everyone's time scrambling to deny it. It's better if you just admit the truth. Jack: You're right. Blossom: Thank you. Jack: 'Cause, you know, I was just nancying around my room in my thigh-highs, and I thought to myself, "I'm gonna lay a wet one on an unsuspecting fraternity brother, "because that's probably a great way to smooth things over with the house." Polar Bear: Jack... Jack: If you guys imagine just for a second that I would--could ever in a million years do anything like that to any one of you guys, then I guess you guys never knew me at all. Blossom: Wait a minute. You want us to believe that Eric, like, fabricated this whole thing? Jack: [Scoffs] no. What I'm saying is that I don't care, because it wouldn't matter if I did. You guys have already made up your minds. You know what? So have I. I'm moving out of the house tonight and I'm not coming back. Polar Bear: That's not what we want, jack. Jack: Well, with all due respect, my brothers, get out. [Scene: The movie set. Dawson is sitting kind of going nuts, when Pacey comes over to talk to him.] Pacey: So, Dawson, let's say that-- hypothetically speaking-- I might have some insight into why your ingénue is so exasperated today. And let's also say that--hypothetically speaking-- I might be mildly culpable for her exasperation. Which really isn't that important, actually, I'm sure it's nothing, so forget I mentioned it. Dawson: Pacey, my patience is wearing just a little bit thin. Pacey: Ok, well, uh, here's the thing. I kissed her. Dawson: You idiot. Didn't anybody ever tell you the first rule of the universe? Pacey: Uh, yeah. That energy is conserved. Dawson: First rule of the universe is never get involved with an actress. Pacey: Help. It's trying to think. Charlie: Look, I just wanted to offer a few ideas... Particularly in the way of my character. Jen: Are you seriously gonna give me a reason to slap the silly out of you?! Hey. Hey. Come on, slim. Come on! 'Cause I'm feelin' a little bit crazy today! Dawson: A little deep breath. Charlie: She's got moxie, that one. Jen: That is not-- who says moxie? [Softly] I'm sorry. Dawson: Quiet thoughts. Good thoughts. Jen: I'm ok. [Joey comes up to them] Joey: Hey, guys. Dawson: Joey. Not a moment too soon. Uh, take Pacey by force, if necessary, and extract Audrey from the bathroom. Joey: All right. Dawson: Oliver... Take Charlie, find a cozy little corner, and nod vaguely while he gives you his notes. Uh, Jen. Sweetheart, I don't want you to have an embolism. Jen: Dawson, he's evil. Isn't it entirely possible that he is the antichrist, packed into the body of a handsome musician? Dawson: I need you to do me a big favor. Jen: You want me to kll him. Dawson: I need you to go home. Right now. Just-- just gather your stuff and leave. It's the only way I'm gonna get this done. Jen: But who would do the clappy thing? Dawson: We'll manage. [Scene: Outside the bathroom. Joey and Pacey stop outside the door, where you can hear crying coming from inside.] Joey: Pace, why did Dawson insist you come along on this mission? Did something happen between you and Audrey? Pacey: No. No. Of course not. Because if something happened between me and Audrey, it would be a horrible, terrible, awful thing, right? Joey: Pacey, you're an idiot. Pacey: Ok. If one more person calls me an idiot, I'm really gonna start feeling bad about myself. Joey: Don't you think I'd prefer you hooking up with someone amazing like Audrey rather than some random ditz who's name you can't even remember in the morning? Pacey: I can remember her name. [Joey knocks on the door] Audrey: Go away. Severe flooding. Out of order. Joey: Audrey, it's me. I'm with Pacey. We're coming in. Pacey: What do you mean? I can't go in there. That's the ladies room. [She grabs his ear, and pulls him in with her.] Pacey: Joe--ow, ow, ow. [Sniffling] Joey: Audrey, you look great in that dress. Audrey: Really? No. Forget it. I don't deserve to talk to you. I don't even deserve to be in the same lavatory as you. Joey: Why, because you kissed Pacey? Audrey: What? You told her? How could you? Amateur. Joey: Audrey, Pacey didn't tell me. I intuited. Audrey: That's amazing, Joey. You're very intelligent. Next stop, rocket science. Joey: I'm not upset. Audrey: Well, you should be. Our friendship is like the special-est thing that I've found since I came here. And what do I do? I step on it. I betray you. Why? Because I am weak when it comes to men. Joey: You're not. Ok... Maybe you are weak. But kissing Pacey is not weak. In fact, it could be the smartest thing either one of you has done for a long time. Audrey: Really? You think? Joey: I love you. [To Audrey, then turns to Pacey.] I love you. I love you both in the best, simplest way, and all I care about is that you guys are happy. Audrey: You're like... Giving us permission? Joey: You don't need my permission. I'm giving you my blessing... For what it's worth. [Scene: The Frat house. Jack is carrying his bag towards the door, and notices Eric, and stops before opening the door to leave and addresses him without even turning to look at him.] Jack: I want you to listen to me closely, because you're never gonna get anything like this again. You know the truth. You know what really happened in that room and what didn't, and you're gonna have to live with that. And believe me when I tell you, Eric... You've got some serious issues to deal with, and you need some serious help. I really hope you find it. [commercial break] [Scene: The movie set. Dawson is sitting down alone, when Joey comes walking up to him.] Joey: this is kind of beautiful. Dawson: She says, as she exits camera right. Joey: So if there are no further crises you need me to bail you out of-- Dawson: not unless you can fix the ending. Joey: What's wrong with the ending? Dawson: I'm not even really sure that it's wrong. I'm just... Joey: unsure? Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Well, it's a love story, right? Dawson: Uh-huh. Joey: So do they end up happily ever after or not so much? Dawson: Not so much. He kills her. Joey: Oh. A little depressing. A little cynical for the Dawson I know. Dawson: Apparently, I'm in my dark period. Joey: If that's really true, why are you so reluctant to film it? Dawson: 'Cause part of me wishes I could still be that embarrassing, romantic kid. You know, the one who believed with such conviction in the gospel according to Spielberg. You know, I'm having trouble mustering anything resembling sentimentality or corn or... for lack of a better word, hope. Joey: I was at the bus station one time and someone had written these words on a bench: "Hope dies last." I always loved it. I think you're waiting for a sign. Dawson: I've been waiting. I'm freezing my ass off out here. Joey: Did it ever occur to you, Dawson leery, that maybe I'm the sign you're waiting for? It's gonna be ok... for all of us. [Scene: The bus stop. Jen comes walking down the street, when she notices Jack sitting along at night at the bus stop. Jen goes over and sits down next to him.] Jack: You alone? Jen: No. I got the Vienna boys choir with me. Jack: [Sighs] Can we put the biting sarcasm to rest? Jen: You waiting for a bus? Jack: Nope. I'm just sitting here being cold. Jen: [Sighs] What's happened to you? Jack: [Coughs] Oh, it's hard to say. I seem to remember the two of us hanging out in front of that coffee stand at the beginning of the year. Then "dumb guy with a dream" comes up and invites us to a fraternity party. Everything after that's kind of a blur. Jen, can I ask you a question? Jen: You can ask me a question. Jack: Did you like Notting hill? Jen: Are you kidding? I love that movie. Jack: [Sighs] Jen: [Laughs] [Scene: The movie set. Oliver comes over to Dawson while the others are in position. He points to the script he is carrying.] Oliver: You're right. The ending sucks. [Dawson looks at him, then has an idea. HE grabs the script and goes over to talk to Audrey.] Dawson: Audrey. Hey. All right. Ok. Here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna cut all this. We're just not gonna do it, ok? We're gonna keep this, we're gonna keep that, and we're gonna forget all about this. And we're gonna end it with that. Now when you do it, forget everything you've done up until this point. This is the moment where she lets down her defenses. It's not dry, it's not sardonic, it's just honest and it's vulnerable. Now, when you do it... [Whispering] Audrey: But doesn't that completely-- Dawson: sht first, ask questions later. Audrey: Ok. Dawson: Frank, you ready? Frank: Ok. Dawson: Ok. We're gonna do this. And we're gonna do it in one sht. Think Orson Welles, touch of evil. Everybody knows where they are. Everybody knows exactly what they have to do. Let's be the ball, people. Picture's up. [Laughs] Rolling. Oliver: Scene 32, take 1. [Dawson laughing] Oliver: What? Dawson: And...action! Charlie: You ruined my life. You wrecked me! [Charlie takes a gn from the back of his pants, and ends up placing it in his front pocket as he notices Audrey changing the script.] Audrey: I know... and I'm sorry. I did a bad thing. I've done a lot of bad things in my life. I didn't have a choice. I had to do it, because it was all part of the trip. The journey... to this place, this moment, with you. The thing about life? You can't lose and you can't win... but you've got to try. Charlie: How do you-- Audrey: don't speak. Charlie: But-- Audrey: don't speak. [Audrey takes Charlie's hand and looks up as it starts to snow, and walks off into the dark together.] Dawson: [Laughs] Fade out. [Scene: The parking lot. Pacey and Audrey go walking towards Pacey's car.] Pacey: So, listen, I think I should probably apologize for what happened earlier up in your room. My mind just took a brief vacation to the Bahamas. I don't really know what came over me. Audrey: Yeah, um, me neither. It must have been the method. I've been watching a lot of James Lipton lately. Pacey: Yeah. That must be it, because, you know, now that we have her permission, the feeling is just-- Audrey: nope. You're not my type. []You're not my type. [] Pacey: You already said that. Audrey: I know. I'm just... convincing myself. [They kiss] Pacey: Well, how's that going for ya? Audrey: No, not so good. [They kiss again] Pacey: Not so good? Audrey: Uh-uh. Ok, I'm go-- I'm going home. Right now. Pacey: Good night. Audrey: Of course... I don't have a car, so... I'm gonna have to walk home. [They kiss again] Pacey: Well, no. We can't have that. You know, you were amazing out there tonight. Audrey: Was I? Pacey: Yes, you were. And then, of course, there's that-- that thing that you do. How do you do that thing? Audrey: What thing? Pacey: You smile and the whole world lights up. Audrey: Acting. Pacey: Hmm. Audrey: Beats the hell outta work. [Scene: The sidewalk along a side street. Joey comes walking up and sees a Sign with a Large T in a large circle. She begins making a snowball] Joey: 2-to-3 is the count. Bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, Sammy...something is up to bat. Potter's one last sht at immortality. The windup, the pitch. [She nails the center of the circle] Yaaah! And the crowd goes wild!	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x14 - Guerilla Filmmaking"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 515 - Downtown Crossing [Scene: Show starts with the ending scene from the previous episode. Joey makes a quick snowball with the new fallen snow.] Joey: 2 to 3 is the count. Bottom of the ninth, bases loaded. Sammy something is up to bat. Potter's one last sht at immortality. The windup, the pitch. [Snowball hits a nearby crosswalk sign.] Ahh! And the crowd goes wild! [Scene: Joey is walking down the sidewalk, snow all around, humming "Close to You." She passes by a bank and then reverses her direction and enters the bank. While gettin some money from an ATM machine, she calls Professor Wilder on her cell phone. Meanwhile, there is a guy trying to get into the bank in the background.] Joey: Hi, Professor Wilder? Ok. David, then. Feels weird. Um, so I'm done here. Is--is it ok if I still stop by? Ok, well, I'm just about to get on the "t", so... I'll see you in a bit. Bye. [She grabs her money, heads out the bank, and starts walking down the sidewalk.] Joey: [Humming] Close to you [Humming] Close to you [Humming] [A guy stealthily walks up behind her.] Mugger: [Pops out of nowhere.] Hey. Joey: [stunned expression] Hey. Mugger: I didn't mean to scare you or anything. Joey: Well, you did, so... Mugger: So, where you headin'? Joey: Home. Mugger: Where's home? Joey: Uh, none of your business. Mugger: Ooh, snotty. I like--[She steps in front of him and starts walking. He follows.] Hey. I'm not gonna mug you or anything, if that's what you're worried about. Joey: Good to know. Mugger: [Still keeping up with the girl.]And I'm not about to force myself on you. I can get my own dates. Thank you very much. Don't look so relieved. As far as potential rapists go-- Joey: Look, I don't mean to be rude, but-- Mugger: Hey, hey, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, who is this guy? Why is he violating my envelope of space? Well... truth is, I was wondering if you had any money that I could borrow. Joey: No. Mugger: No? You're not even gonna think about it? Joey: I've thought about it, and I said no. [Increases her walking speed.] Mugger: See, this--this... is the problem with the world. I mean, you put yourself out there. Y-you make yourself vulnerable. They just sht you down without a second thought. Joey: Listen. I'm sorry. I don't have any money, ok? And seriously, you're scaring me, and I ju--I just want to get home. Mugger: Ok. Fair enough. I'm sorry for the hassle. Want me to walk you home? Joey: No. [Walks ahead.] Mugger: That's understandable, but you know, you should be careful, sweetheart. I mean, it's late. Next guy you come across, he might not be as nice as me. [stays back for a moment] [Sirens in the background.] Mugger: Be good. [Pops in front of her again] Actually, you know what? Uh, I've given it some thought, and I'd rather if you did lend me that money. [Pulls up his shirt revealing a gn stuck in his jeans.] How's that work for you? [Joey is shocked and scared.] [Special, solemn opening credits] [Scene: The stranger has a gn in his hand and its pointed at Joey.] Mugger: What? You think I'm just gonna let you walk off once the gn's made an appearance? Give me a break. [Pulls Joey over to the side of a building.] Let's go over here. Come on. Just give me what you got. I assure you this will all end reasonably well. Joey: Look, I don't have anything to give you. Mugger: First of all, hon, you just walked out of an ATM. Secondly, rich little college girl like you... where do you go? Harvard? Wellesley? Joey: Worthington. Mugger: Ha ha. See? That's very nice. Joey: Doesn't make me any less broke at the moment. Mugger: Are you gettin' scared? Don't be scared. Joey: That's easy for you to say. You're holding the gn. Mugger: Ok, be scared, but just so you know, I really don't have any intention of using it. [Puts gn back in his jeans.] Joey: Right. This from the guy who 5 minutes ago said he had no intention of mugging me. Mugger: Just trying to put you at ease. Joey: Maybe you should have thought twice about, I don't know, mugging me. Mugger: What's done is done. Water under the bridge and whatnot. I think we're gonna have to get past it. I mean, if we're gonna have a successful mugger/muggee relationship here. Don't you? Joey: Is there any chance that gn may accidentally go off in your pants, because that would be really great. Mugger: You know what? [Pushes Joey hard against a nearby wall.]You, young lady, are a wise-ass, you know that? And I may just have to sht you yet. [Grabs a hold of Joey's arm] Let's go. Gimme what you got. Come on. Joey: [hand him the money.] 20 bucks. You scored. Mugger: Come on. You gotta be kidding me. This is barely bus fare. Joey: Guess I left my wads of hundreds in another jeans. Mugger: Well, you got a cell phone or something. Right? Joey: No. Mugger: Telling me the truth? Joey: Yes. Mugger: So it's ok if I pat you down? 'Cause that might be kind of fun. [Joey reaches in her coat and gives him her cell phone.] Mugger: Oh, cool. Joey: [Trying her hardest to hold her composure.] Yeah, I hope you get a decent signal in prison. Mugger: Tone. Watch it. [looks at phone] Oh, wow. This is a nice one. This is, like, really light. Aesthetically pleasing. Can I, uh, go on the internet with this thing? [Joey slowly takes a few steps back, while he is checking out the phone, and kicks him. Joey grabs her cell phone from the pavement and runs away, while dialing someone...police probably. The mugger catches up and tackles her to the ground.] Joey: [Shouting in agony.] Aah! Aah! Mugger: Ha ha ha. That was not cool. Joey: Sorry. Mugger: Are you crazy? How do you know I'm not gonna kll you for that? Joey: Is that what you're gonna do? You gonna kll me? Mugger: I don't know. I haven't made up my mind yet. Joey: Well, in the meantime, get the hell off of me! Mugger: Ha ha ha ha ha [He helps her to her feet.] Mugger: Give me that damn cell phone. What is your name? Joey: That's none of your business. Mugger: [Cocks gn] What is your name? Joey: Joey. Mugger: Joey. I like Joey. I've always liked boys names for girls. It's cute. Joey: My parents will be thrilled. Are we done here? Mugger: What do you think, Joey? Joey: Look, you have my money and my cell phone. What else do you want? [A moment of staring.] Joey: Well, you're gonna have to kll me then. Mugger: Don't flatter yourself. You got a credit card? ATM card? One of those jazzy little check cards that are all the rage these days? If you have it, give it to me. Don't screw around. Give it to me. Unless, of course, you want me to pat you down. [She hands him her wallet.] Thank you. [Sighs] Well, credit card's fairly useless. You'll just cancel that first chance you get. Unless of course, I kll you. [Joey gives him a deadly stare.] Kidding. [Looks in her wallet.]Oh! ATM card. Ok. Here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna go down to the little ATM vestibule over here. You're gonna take out all your money, and you're gonna give it to me. Joey: I only have $27 in my account. Mugger: I don't buy that for a second, Joey who goes to Worthington. Joey: Well, it's true. Mugger: [Puts arm around her shoulders.] Prove it. [They walk together into the bank, over to the ATM machine.] Mugger: All right. Work your magic. I won't look. Joey: [Brings up her account.] 47 bucks. Mugger: I get kicked in the gut for 47 bucks? Joey: No. Don't forget the cell phone. Mugger: [Brings up her savings account.] What about your savings? [Joey has a worried look on her face as her account displays $507.72.] Disco. Hee hee hee! Don't worry, sweetie. I'm sure daddy'll cut you a check first thing Monday. Oh, you so want to punch me in the face right now, don't you? I mean, I understand, I really do, but I got bills to pay. Sorry if that's slightly more important to me than you buying yourself a new pair of manolo blahniks. Joey: Did you ever think of getting a job? Mugger: Hey. I have a job. Joey: Oh, yeah? Doing what? Mugger: Not that it's any of your business, but I guess you could say I'm in sales. Joey: [sarcastically]Let me guess. Telemarketing? Mugger: Ha. Funny. More like pharmaceuticals. Joey: Oh, you're a drug dealer. Mugger: Ohh, you say that with such disgust. Joey: Oh, I didn't know your industry was worthy of such honor and respect. Mugger: You know, I've got some clients that go to Worthington. Joey: Hmm. You should stop by sometime. We can catch up. Mugger: You know, call me crazy, but I like you, Joey. I mean, except for that little kung fu kick out there, you've made this experience a very pleasant one. A lot of people, they would have pissed their pants by now, but you, you held it together, kept your sense of humor. You know what? I'm not even gonna hold that violent little outburst of yours against you. Joey: Gee, thanks. Mugger: I mean, another time, another place... Joey: what? Mugger: You and me might make a scorching couple. Joey: You must be dipping into your supply. Mugger: You cannot tell me that you don't find me the slightest bit attractive. Joey: Oh, yeah. You're a real catch. Except for maybe that little part about you being a lowlife criminal. Mugger: Oh, yeah. That's original. Let's pick on the drug dealer. That's an easy target. Joey: Can I go now? Mugger: No, you can't. I have another question for you. Joey: What? Mugger: Are you a virgin? Joey: Could you be any more of a dick right now? Mugger: Yeah. I could kll ya, or worse, even. Uh, uh, uh, uh! Just screwing with ya. I do have another question though, if that's ok. Joey: What? Mugger: Ok. You're a girl. Joey: Yes. Mugger: Do you have a boyfriend? Joey: No. Mugger: Well, have you ever had a boyfriend? Joey: Yes. Mugger: Ok. So, if you had a boyfriend right now and you were mad at him, what might be the best way to get back in your good graces? Joey: Somebody actually dates you? Mugger: Hey, somebody actually married me. Joey: Sorry to hear that, for her sake. Mugger: Yeah, well, somebody's gotta fall in love with the drug dealers of the world. I mean, are we not human, Joey? Are we no less divine? Joey: I guess you're right. Even htler had a girlfriend. Mugger: Exactly. Eva Braun, and she was one smitten kitten. Joey: I can't believe I'm even participating in this conversation, but...did you ever think of getting her something? Mugger: Flowers? Joey: Well, how pissed is she? Mugger: Well, she's really pissed. Nature of the crime? My dabblings in the underworld and what not. Joey: Oh, you're gonna have to do much better than flowers. [Starts to walk off.] Mugger: That's a nice jacket. Joey: [Turns around.] Thanks. Mugger: Where'd you get it? Joey: It was a gift, I think. Mugger: Can I have it? Joey: Are you kidding me? No. Mugger: Uh, uh, uh! Wasn't really a question. [Pulls his shirt up, again revealing his gn.] Joey: You're stealing my coat? I can't believe you're stealing my coat! Mugger: What difference does it make at this point? I don't think it really-- Joey: it's freezing outside! Mugger: Yeah. It sure is. Tch tch. That's not my problem. Gimme the coat. [She takes her coat off.] Oh, my god. Oh, wow. This is a really nice one. Well, this is just her size. She's gonna love this. Thank you. Joey: [Disgusted look on face.] Glad to be of service. Mugger: Well, I guess this is good-bye. Oh, by the way, you can go to the cops and all that, but trust me, it's a waste of time. Joey: Thanks for the tip. Mugger: Yep. Ok. Well... [he removes her scarf from the coat, walks over and wraps it around her neck.] You take care. [Joey puts her hand to her face and looks bewildered and disgusted. She exits the bank and starts walking down the sidewalk, shivering when she hears someone whistling. She turns and sees the mugger standing in the middle of the road waving goodbye, when a car races by and hits him. He is thrown against the car's window, hits the pavement, and shows no sign of movement. The car quickly does a u-turn and speeds off. Joey is shocked by the turn of events and stares at the fallen mugger.] [Scene: Joey walks over to the fallen mugger, leans down and grabs her coat. Then she looks around, sees no one and then leans down to search the mugger's pockets for her phone.] [Grunts] Mugger: [Coughs] Don't. [Grabs her hand] Joey: I'm calling for help. Mugger: Yeah, right. You're gonna call the cops. Joey: Of course I am, but I'll ask 'em to bring a band-aid or 2. You need help. Mugger: [Coughs. Blood oozing from his mouth.] I'm fine. Joey: Yeah, you look like hell. I thought you were dad. Mugger: Yeah, well, I'm speaking. I'm clearly not dad. Joey: Yet. Mugger: Give me it. Give me it. [Takes the phone from her and throws it down the street. Joey starts to go after it, but he pulled his gn on her yet again.] Mugger: [Grunts] Hey! You stay or die. Joey: You're not gonna sh*t me. Mugger: I'm not? You sure about that? Joey: Yeah. You like me, remember? I've made this experience a very pleasant one. Mugger: Yeah, well, that's all well and good, hon, but I ain't going to jail. Joey: No, you're going to the hospital. Then jail. Mugger: [Cocks gn] Not if I have any say in it. Joey: Ok. I'm gonna walk over there, pick up my phone, and if it still works, I'm gonna dial 911, and I'm gonna get you an ambulance. You want to sh*t me, go right ahead. Mugger: [Pulls trigger, click] Aah! Joey: It was never loaded? Mugger: I never actually got around to buying the bllts. Looks pretty cool, though, huh? [Coughs] Joey: I'm calling. Mugger: Hey, come on. Just go home. I'm fine. Joey: Yeah. You look fine. Mugger: [Fights to stand up.] Wait. [Falls back down.]I'm fine. Fine. [Coughs] [Grunts} Joey: [Starts towards the phone.] How about that ambulance? Mugger: [Chuckles] Sure. Why the hell not? Joey: [Walks back over to him.] They're on their way. Mugger: Cops, too? Joey: Of course. Mugger: [Laughs] How happy are you right now? Joey: Oh, yeah. This is exactly how I like to spend my nights. Mugger: Well, you can't deny the poetry of it all. Joey: What are you talking about? Mugger: You think this was an accident? This was no accident, sweetheart. I mean, I get ht by that car after I do something crappy to you. Kicked in the ass by karma. Who'd have thunk it? [spits up blood and places a cigarette between his lips] Joey: Is there something I can do? Mugger: [Coughs] You have any heroin? Joey: Not on me, no. Mugger: Then shut up and leave me alone. [attempts to light his cigarette] Joey: Tone. Watch it. [Walks over to help him light his cigarette.] Mugger: [Coughs] Mmm. You smoke? Joey: No. My mom, lung cancer. Swore I never would. Mugger: [Chuckles] Joey: What's so funny? Mugger: My old man. Lung cancer, too. Didn't stop me, though. Joey: So, is that what you deal? Heroin? Mugger: No. "X," mostly. You ever tried it? Joey: No. I'm not really into drugs. Mugger: Yeah, I don't like 'em, either. They just really seem to like me. Joey: Can I ask you a question? Mugger: Does it look like I'm going anywhere? Joey: You're a drug dealer. Fairly lucrative profession, right? So, why do you go around terrorizing college girls in the middle of the night? Mugger: Well, Joey, the industry in which I toil, it goes through periodic dry spells. This just happens to be one of them. Plus, I have a very high-maintenance wench of a wife. Joey: How does the little lady feel about your line of work? Mugger: She's not a big fan, actually. In fact, she finally kicked my ass out last month. I've been trying to worm my way back into her heart ever since. Joey: You want me to call her? Mugger: No. Joey: Well, I'm sure she'd probably like to know about this. Mugger: Yeah, well, I don't want her to know, ok? [Grunts] [Groans] [Coughs] Joey: How'd you guys meet? Mugger: High school. Tenth grade. She liked me. I never even saw it. Never gave her the time of day. Then one day, she smiled at me. No particular reason. It was the end of me. It's funny how things are always shifting like that. One day, you have the upper hand, you're in control, and...the next, you're totally at somebody's mercy. Kind of like me and you. [Chuckles] Joey: There is no me and you. Mugger: Can I ask you something? Joey: Does it look like I'm going anywhere? Mugger: Why are you being so nice to me? Joey: [moment of silence] It doesn't take a doctor to know that you're in pretty bad shape. Mugger: But most people probably would've left me for dad by now. Joey: Well, most people don't want to see you put in jail as badly as I do. Mugger: [Coughs, chuckles] That's a good point. Joey: My father used to deal drugs. Mugger: [Laughs] Really? That's right. I think I saw him at a union meeting once. How's he doing? Joey: He went to prison. He's there right now. My whole life, I was trying to figure out why someone would do something like that. He had a wife, 2 daughters that thought he was a damn superhero. [moment of silence] Maybe that's why I'm being so nice to you. I want to know why. [Ambulance and police arrive on the scene. Paramedics rush to care for the mugger while a cop helps Joey to her feet.] Police Officer: You ok, miss? Joey: Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Police Officer: So, this guy mugs you, then gets ht by a car? Joey: Those are the cliff notes, yeah. Police Officer: Wow. That happened more often, I'd be out of a job. Come on. You should take a ride to the hospital. Have 'em take a look at you. Joey: It's ok. I just... I just want to go... [Scene closes with the paramedics and police officer kneeling beside the fallen mugger.] [Scene: Joey is sitting on the edge of a bed in a hospital. She scans the area. Her vision starts out hazy and slowly clears up. Doctor walks over to her.] Doctor: Well, all's well that ends well, Miss Potter. Joey: I'm ok? Doctor: Yeah, you're fine. You're fine. You were in shock, which, given what you've been through this evening, is understandable. Have you spoken to the police? [shakes head] Well, go home and get some sleep. Anybody we can call for you? Joey: No. I'll be fine. Doctor: Ok, then, young lady. You take care of yourself. Joey: Excuse me. Doctor: Mm-hmm? Joey: [With a concerned look on her face.] How's the guy? Doctor: Oh, the creep who mugged you? Oh, he's great. He's in surgery right now. Lots of internal bleeding. [Walks off.] [Joey starts walking down a hospital corridor, holding her coat. She still looks out of it. She goes through a pair of doors and sees a little girl standing alone in the hallway. She walks over to the girl.] Joey: Hi, sweetheart. Sammy: Hi. Joey: Where's your mom and dad? Sammy: You have pretty hair. Joey: Aw, thank you. You have pretty hair, too. Why don't we go see if we can find your mom and dad, huh? Sammy: Ok. [Looks down another hallway and starts screaming.] Mama! Grace: [Talking to nurses at a window.]She has brown hair, blue eyes. She has to be here somewhere. [Hears and sees her daughter running towards her. They hug. Joey slowly walks up to the two.] Oh, baby. I'm so sorry. Mama got distracted. Thank you so much. Joey: No problem. She's a cute one. Grace: Yeah, she's a cute one, all right, especially when she wanders off like that. Thanks again. Joey: No problem. [Joey walks past them.] Grace: Could you do me an enormous favor? I'm sorry. Forget about it. Joey: No. What? Grace: Could you maybe sit with her for a minute? I'm trying to find my husband. Joey: Absolutely. Grace: You're a doll. Thank you. Joey: Come on. [She and the girl walk over and sit in some nearby chairs.] Sammy: It's way past my bedtime. Joey: I know. You must be tired. Sammy: Yeah. My daddy's sick. Joey: I'm sorry about that. Sammy: Sometimes he takes me to the movies. Joey: Yeah? That's nice of him. Sammy: Yeah. He's not feeling so good. He got ht by a car. [Mother walks up and hands Joey a cup of something...more than likely, cup of coffee.] Grace: [Sighs, chuckles] Here. Joey: Oh, thank you. Grace: I can't thank you enough. Joey: Oh, it's my pleasure. Grace: I just hate the way they look at me, you know? Can't she just take care of her kid? What's your name? Joey: I'm Joey. Grace: It's nice to meet you, Joey. I'm Grace. [Chuckles] And this little pain in the butt is Sammy. Joey: Guys' names for girls. That's cute. Grace: You sound like her father. Joey: So, is he gonna be ok? Grace: I don't know. He's in surgery. Car accident or something. They won't give me all the details. We're not together. [The pieces begin to fit together, and Joey realized her husband was her mugger] Joey: Well, I hope everything turns out ok. Grace: So, um... what brings you to this special place in the middle of the night? Joey: Uh... I got mugged, actually. Grace: Are you ok? Joey: Oh, I guess so. I'm still a little shook up. Grace: I can imagine. I'm sorry, Joey. That must've been horrible. Joey: Yeah, it pretty much sucked. Grace: Well, at least you're alive to tell the tale, right? Joey: That's true. So, tell me about your husband. Grace: [Sighs] He's... what you'd call a loser. Joey: Sorry. Grace: [Laughs] He wasn't always that way. We just got married way too young. Hadn't figured out who we were yet. You know, long story. Blah, blah, blah. Are you in school? Joey: Yeah. Grace: Good for you. Keep it that way. I dropped out to follow him to the city. He was gonna be Kurt Cobain, and I was gonna be his Courtney. [Laughs] [Sighs] Didn't quite work out that way. The worst part is, this little one loves him to death. Little girls and their daddies. Breaks my heart. [Chuckles] I finally kick the creep out a month ago. We finally have some peace in our lives, and she wakes up crying for him in the middle of every damn night. I mean, how do you look in those big blue eyes and tell her she's better off without her father? Joey: Well, is there any chance that you two will work things out? Grace: [Chuckles] Yeah, maybe... if you know a couples therapist that specializes in liars, thieves, and junkies. I'm sorry. This is so not your problem. Joey: No. Hey, I asked. Grace: This guy who mugged you, did he get away? Joey: Uh... not exactly, no. Grace: Did they catch him? Joey: Uh, he, uh... he held me up at gn. Um, he emptied my bank account, stole my jacket, and said good-bye. But as he was crossing the street, um...he was ht by a car. Grace: Wow. How's that for justice? [She watched as Joey stared at her in silence.] Where did this happen? Joey: Downtown crossing. Grace: [Holding back anger and tears.] Of course. I think I owe you an apology, Joey. I think the scumbag who mugged you was probably my husband. Joey: Well, if it makes you feel any better, he was-- he was nice about it. Grace: [Laughs] Great. Maybe they can put that on his headstone-- that he was nice about it. He screwed up his daughter's life, but he was really nice about it. [Sighs] I think I'm about done here. [Picks Sammy up in her arms and starts walking down the hall.] Joey: [Catches up to the mother.] You're not gonna stay? Grace: No! Why the hell would I? To see how he is. I don't care anymore. Whether he lives or dies, what difference does it make to me at this point? Joey: For her sake. Grace: Trust me. She is better off without him. [Sighs] Look, I'm sorry about everything. I wish there was something I could say or do to take away what happened to you tonight, but I can't... so, please, let's just move on, ok? Joey: Look, I'm sorry. I know this is none of my business, but for some reason, I somehow feel like it is, and so I'm just gonna say it. I've been that little girl. She doesn't know her dad's a loser. She thinks he's pretty much the greatest thing in the entire world, so if things don't go exactly his way tonight, wouldn't you like to give her the chance to-- Grace: To what? To say good-bye? You're right about one thing, Joey. This is none of your business. [Walks off.] [Doctor appears around the corner, almost bumping into Joey.] Doctor: Well, hey. What are you still doing here? Joey: Uh, good question. Um, if you're looking for his wife, she just-- Doctor: You, actually. He's asking for you. [Scene: Joey and the doctor is standing outside the mugger's hospital room, looking at him through the huge window.] Doctor: This guy's in bad shape. That car banged him up pretty good. You know what a sucking chest wound is? Nah, never mind. We did what we could. Now we're just waiting to see if he needs more surgery. You're well aware you don't have to do this, right? [Joey enters the room and sits down in a chair by the mugger's bed. He has cuts and bruises all over his chest and there are all kinds tubes...regular hospital scene.] Mugger: [Coughs] How do I look? Joey: Pretty bad. Hideous, actually. Mugger: [Laughs and coughs] You know, I'd say I'm sorry to you, but, uh... Joey: Yeah, what's the point? It's not like I'd forgive you or anything. Mugger: Fair enough. Joey: I met your family. Mugger: They're here? Joey: They were. Your wife and I got talking. She left. Mugger: That's my Gracie. Joey: Your daughter is, uh, really beautiful. It's a shame she has such a dickhead for a dad. Mugger: Well, sounds like your dad was a bit of a dickhead, too. Look how well you turned out. Joey: You don't know anything about me. Mugger: True, but from what I can tell, you're pretty smart... and funny... and reasonably hot, and I imagine most of your friends like having you around... most of the time, when you're not smartin' off with that little mouth-- Joey: What do you want? Mugger: [Laughs and coughs] Joey: I mean, you asked me to come in here. What do you want? Mugger: [Sighs] Well, you asked me why. I wanna tell you. Joey: Why what? Mugger: Why, with all the good things in this life, your father would choose the bad? I mean, I figure it's the least thing I can do for shoving that gn in your face tonight. Joey: I'm listening. Mugger: You wanna know why I needed that money so bad? A couple of weeks ago, Gracie let me walk Sammy to school. Why the hell she did, I have no idea. Must have been a moment of weakness. She gave me 500 bucks to pay for her day-care. What do I do? Drop my daughter off at school and spend the money on dope. Joey: Heartwarming story. What's your point? Mugger: Well, the point is, I love my wife. I love my daughter, but... I am who I am. Nothing's gonna change that. I mean, you wanna know why people do the things that they do. There is no why, sweetheart. They just do. Joey: That's crap. If you really loved your daughter, if you really loved her, you wouldn't do those things. Mugger: No, you're wrong. I do love my daughter. [Laughs] I love her very much. I love her so much it's easier just being stoned. You know, it's not like I can overcome every tragic flaw I have. It's just not possible, you know? Joey: Let me ask you a question. She comes to you in 15 years and asks you why you couldn't get over yourself for her, and what do you say? Mugger: Grow up. Get on with your life. Don't blame me. Joey: I really admire that tough-guy bravado. You know what? It just doesn't track. I mean, you obviously cared enough to want to get that money back. And now it looks like you're gonna die alone. How does that feel? Mugger: Big deal. Everybody dies alone. Joey: Great. Good answer. Well, I'll let you get to it. [Starts walking to the door.] Have a nice afterlife. Mugger: Hey. Do you think she'll ever forgive me? Joey: Your daughter? Mugger: Yeah. [Joey starts to leave the room, but instead decides to sit back down.] Mugger: [Labored breathing] Joey: My tenth birthday, my father takes me to the park, and if you knew Mike Potter, you'd know that was a pretty big deal. I mean, he never really had time for stuff like that... but he took me, and we played for hours-- jungle gym, swings, everything-- and I was so happy. He was so popular with the people, and... everyone seemed to know him, and... I was so proud to be his daughter. I mean, he was, like, the mayor or something. It wasn't until years later that I realized he was dealing drugs to them. Mugger: Heartwarming story. What's your point? Joey: My point is... my dad did a lot of crappy stuff. I mean, this is the guy who cheated on my mom with a cocktail waitress while she was dying of cancer. He let me and my sister down time and time again, so many times and in so many ways, it became funny. But you know what? That day at the park... it still goes down in the books as my favorite day ever. Mugger: Oh, yeah? Joey: Yeah. Mugger: [Laughs weakly] [Coughs] Hey. What was that song you were singing? Joey: Um... what song? Mugger: You were singing a song just before... Joey: You walked into my life. Mugger: Yeah. Joey: Oh, that's just a... song my dad used to sing to me. Mugger: Oh, yeah? [Sniffles] How'd it go? [Weakly, mumbling] Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near? Just like me they long to be Joey: [Softly] They long to be Mugger: close to you Joey: close to you Mugger: why do stars suddenly appear Joey: suddenly appear [Stronger] Every time you are near? Just like me [She starts to cry.] Mugger: just like me Joey: they long to be Mugger: they long to be Joey: [Softly] Close to you [Joey looks up and is stunned. She has a somewhat sad expression on her face when she realizes that he has died. The doctor and nurses rush in. Joey slowly drifts out of the room, walks down the hall, turns the corner and sees Grace at the nurse's window. Sammy comes over and grabs her mother's hand as they both see Joey appear around the corner. Joey slightly shakes her head and Grace turns around, puts her hand over her face, sits down and cries. Joey walks over and kneels by Sammy.] Joey: Hey, sweetie. Sammy: Did my daddy do something bad to you? Joey: No. He did something really nice for me. Sammy: He did? Joey: Yeah. I was crossing the street, and I wasn't paying any attention, and there was this car coming, and it was gonna h*t me, but then your daddy came out and pushed me out of the way. He saved my life tonight. Sammy: [Turns to her crying mother.] Did you hear that, mama? Daddy's a hero. [Grace kneels down and hugs her daughter.] Grace: [Silently mouths] Thank you. [Joey gets up, looks back at the sobbing mother and daughter and pulls out the money that the guy tried to steal from her earlier. It looks like she is going to put it back in her pocket and walk away, but instead she walks over and stuffs it in the mother's coat, hanging on a chair. She then walks down the long hallway and out the doors at the end of the corridor. She had somewhat of a understanding, but still a sad expression as she exited the hospital.] [Ending Credits.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x15 - Downtown Crossing"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 516 - A Lonely Place [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. The camera starts off aimed at the back of a television, and it pulls around the TV so that we can see Joey sitting on the floor at the foot of her bed watching TV, and a little further to see Dawson sitting next to her.] [Movie playing on TV] [Turns TV off] Dawson: So... what did you think? Joey: Mm. I don't know. It's so... so... boring. Dawson: Boboring. What are they teaching you at Worthington? Joey: Well, do you want me to lie and say I got it? Dawson: Oh, it's not about getting it. Pauline Kael said that you could find Goddard incomprehensible and still be shattered by his brilliance. Joey: Does Jen know about you and this Pauline person you're always referring to? Dawson: Jen understands my need to see other film critics. Joey: So this is really your homework? You just sit around and watch movies all night. Dawson: Yeah, and I'll be doing it again tomorrow if you'd like to join me. They're showing this, uh, Nicholas ray film at school that I need to see. Joey: And Nicholas ray would be? Dawson: He directed rebel without a cause. Huge influence on the French new wave to the point where Truffaut wanted people who couldn't appreciate his work banned from movie going entirely, which is why you should go. [Dawson takes the tape and puts it back into it's case.] Joey: So are you guys doing this baby-sitting thing in shifts or what's the pattern here? Dawson: [Sighs] Your friends just wanna spend some time with you. Is it a problem? Joey: No, but it's unnecessary. Dawson: Good, then I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7:00. Joey: Fine. Do you want me to walk you out? Dawson: Nah, it's fine. You just stay right here. Joey: Dawson... I'm fine. Really I am. Dawson: I know. I know. I just think-- [Laughs] You're just not gonna let me tell you how happy I am that you're ok. Joey: No. Sorry. But it has been nice seeing you again and... hanging out. Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, it has. Joey: So I'll see you tomorrow. Dawson: See you tomorrow. [Dawson looks at her for a second then leaves] [Opening Credits] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. He is sitting in front of his laptop working on editing his film, when Jen comes upstairs with a smile on her face.] Jen: Ok, well, the show doesn't start till 7:00, so you actually probably have time to change into one of your cooler t-shirts. Dawson: None of my t-shirts are cool? Jen: You're missing my point. Dawson: Yeah, I--I am, actually. What is--uh-- the--the point is where do you think we're going tonight? Jen: The concert...veneer. They're opening for north America, and I have to interview them after the show because nobody else wanted to. Dawson: And I said I would go to this? Jen: Spoken like a true boyfriend. Dawson: It's--[Laughs] There's this screening tonight at the school, and, uh, the thing is I asked Joey if she would go with me. And I kind of don't feel right just leaving her alone. Jen: No, of course not. [With a somewhat disappointed look on her face she sits on the end of his bed] Dawson: Ahem. Does it bother you? Jen: [Sighs] I just wish that we had a clean slate sometimes, that's all. You know? Dawson: Hi, I'm Dawson. [He looks at her with one of his Cute smiles, and she caves in.] Jen: Hi, I'm Jen. [she begins to smile and almost laughingly] Ok, go. Go to the movie with Joey. Dawson: Ahem. Are you sure? Jen: Yes, of course, I'm sure. I'm totally sure. Dawson: What about your thing? Jen: You would've hated it anyway, and you'll have fun at the movie, and I will go to the concert with somebody who appreciates the finer points of rock and roll. [They Kiss] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Audrey is listening to her radio loudly as she cleans when she hears a knock on the door. She grabs the remote and turns the radio off, and goes to answer the door. Pacey is standing outside it.] Audrey: [Sighs] Oh. It's you. Am I, like, late for work or something? Pacey: Of course you're not late for work. It's our day off, and if I remember correctly, Joey has classes, which means [he goes to grab her but she stops him] Audrey: Pacey, I don't know how to tell you this, so I'm just going to tell you. Um... the other night... I'm afraid that's just gonna have to remain in that beautiful memory category. Pacey: [Sighs] I should've called, right? I knew I should've called. I mean, I saw you on Saturday, but why didn't I just pick up the phone and call. It would've been so simple. Audrey: Pacey... clearly, when you and I had sex, we created some sort of... cosmic imbalance, ok? Like, a karmic disturbance, if you will, and what this means is that bad energy is seeking us out. Ok? It's here, and it's hovering. Pacey: Hmm. Well, I don't know how to tell you this, but those guys in Ghostbusters, they're not real scientists. Audrey: Let's just review. You and I had sex in your car on Friday night. Pacey: Yes, we did. Audrey: Think, Pacey. What else happened very late on Friday night? Pacey: Uh, well, Joey had her little minor run-in with the criminal element, but she's fine. We all rallied around her. That's it?! That?! No, come on. You can't be serious. Audrey: I'm sorry, Pacey. It's just--it's the way that it's gotta be. Pacey: But she's fine! You're not even gonna give me the chance to tell you how ridiculous this is? Audrey: I know what I know. [She pushes him out the door, and goes to close it, but he stops her.] Pacey: Ok, then, fine. We don't have to have sex. Audrey: What? Pacey: We don't have to have sex. We can spend some time together, get to know each other a little bit. That way you can disperse all of the bad karmic energy, and I can get much better about this when to call thing. Audrey: No. I'm sorry. I'm just-- I'm not interested. I can't just hang out with you, Pacey, not after what happened the other night. Ok, maybe if the sex had been bad. [Pacey gets a big smile on his face] Pacey: You thought the sex was good? Audrey: Well, yeah, didn't you? Pacey: Oh, yeah, but, you know, thank you. Audrey: You're welcome. See, this is exactly why I can't just hang out with you. No, I'm sorry. I am not gonna subject myself to some sort of platonic trture test. [Sighs] I'm just not that kind of girl. [Scene: Outside Wilder's office. Joey is sitting on the floor across the hall from his door waiting. When the door opens Wilder and another student come out.] Wilder: [Sighs] And don't be afraid to come and see me again if you get lost, ok? Student: [Chuckles] [The student leaves, and Joey and wilder stand for a few seconds silently staring at one another. Wilder motions for her to go into his office and enters behind her.] Wilder: [Sighs] Every day is groundhog day with us, ms. Potter. Trouble is we never seem to get any smarter. Joey: Well, I thought I'd change our luck by changing the venue. Wilder: So did you make up some sort of academic pretext or is this, uh, purely a social visit? Joey: No. I thought I owed you an explanation. Wilder: For leaving my house Friday night and never coming back. Joey: There's a reason. Wilder: Oh, I'm sure there is, but for god's sakes, don't tell me. Joey: Why not? Wilder: Well, you're ruin the very writerly effect you created when you left-- the assignation made but never kept, doomed love at its finest. It's very Henry James, slash, Edith Wharton. Very Lily Bart. In fact, anyone ever compare you to Lily Bart before, ms. Potter? Joey: No. But if I remember correctly, she ends up poverty-stricken, alone, and pretty much kills herself. Wilder: Hmph. Ok, bad example. Maybe--maybe, uh, uh, fanny price perhaps or--or Jane Eyre maybe. In any case, that's who you are. You're the girl in the 19th century novel who would perversely refuse to marry for money no matter how much it would raise her station in life, the girl who would say yes, sleep on it... recover her moral principles, and then break the guy's heart the next morning, which, of course, only increases your appeal. Principles are incredibly sexy, you know. Joey: [Sighs] Look, can I talk now? Wilder: Only if you promise not to explain anything. Joey: Well, I can't promise you that. Wilder: Then I'm afraid we're at an impasse here. Joey: So... that's it? The whole thing is over just like that just because you say it is? Wilder: We haven't covered endings yet, have we, in class? Best ending in all of literature, and don't say Ulysses because everybody says Ulysses. Joey: You can't be serious. Wilder: I think we both know what happened Friday night. Joey: We do? Wilder: Yeah. You saved my life that night, my life and possibly my career-- neither of which are so impressive that they deserve to be saved, but... uh, I guess what I'm trying to say is... I don't need to know why you didn't come back that night. I just need to say thank you. [Door opens, and a woman looks in] Woman: Oh, sorry, David. You done in here? Wilder: Joey? Joey: Y-yeah. We're done. Wilder: See you in class. Joey: Thanks. [Scene: Outside Grams' house. Pacey is standing outside throwing rocks at one of the windows, with no affect.] Pacey: Ok, fine. [He goes and grabs another handful and begins throwing again, when Jack walks around the corner of the house.] Jack: Pacey. Why are you throwing rocks at my window? Pacey: That's not Jen's window? Jack: [Laughs] No. Pacey: Oh. [Laughs] Eh, my bad. Look, could you just send her down? Jack: Who, Jen? Pacey: No, Audrey. Just tell her I'm back. I'm rested, and I am ready to argue. Jack: You came here looking for Audrey? Pacey: Yeah. Look, I know for a fact that's she's going to that concert thing with Jen tonight, and I'm sure they're just in there pimping away right now. Jack: Primping, not--not pimping. Pacey: I know what I said. Jack: Oh, ho, a little agitated there, buddy. Pacey: Yes, I am a little agitated, ok? Let me give you a little word of advice about girls, my friend. Jack: Ok Pacey: They like to be called. Even when they said they don't wanna be called, they wanna be called, especially when there's sex involved. Jack: Whoa, wait a minute. You had sex with Audrey? Pacey: Yes, yes, I did. Jack: And you didn't call her? Pacey: No, I didn't call her. Ok? [out loud] I didn't call her. [Sighs] Now that Joey's been mugged, Audrey has somehow gotten it into her head that it's our fault. Jack: That's ridiculous. I mean, Joey getting mugged has nothing to do with you and Audrey having sex. Pacey: Finally, someone who agrees with me, so look, could you just go up there and send her down, please? Jack: No. They're gone. They're gone. Uh, they pimped out of here ages ago. Sorry. Pacey: Well, great. That's just great. Obviously, this night has not gone quite the way that I had envisioned it, but the important part here, Jack, is that I still have my dignity. Jack: Mmph. Pacey: So... what are you doin' tonight? Jack: Actually, I know this bar that does not card. Pacey: Sold. Jack: Yeah, pace, I gotta tell ya-- Pacey: tell me on the way. [Pacey walks off, and Jack goes off after him] Jack: Ok. [Scene. Backstage at the concert. Jen and Audrey are walking around aimlessly, trying to figure out where they are.] Audrey: Do you realize where we are right now? We are backstage at a rock concert. How cool is that? Jen: Actually, we're lost backstage at a rock concert, which is significantly less cool. Audrey: I thought that the guy said 3 lefts. Jen: 3 lefts would be a circle, Audrey. Audrey: No. 4 lefts is a circle. Anyway, it doesn't matter. We're backstage at a rock concert. Jen: Let's go this way. Audrey: All right, before we get there, you have to promise to let me have the cute one. Jen: You said that they were all cute. Audrey: Well, yeah, onstage. Everybody's cute onstage, you know? I mean, like, the whole buzz, the music, instruments. Jen: Their music was awful. It was puerile and--and gimmicky. Audrey: Ok, just let me have the lead singer, all right? Jen: Ok, fine, but you know what? Uh, just to set the record straight, you may be here on some misguided, hormonally charged attempt to get the Pacey out of your system-- Audrey: which you promised not to comment on. Jen: And I'm not going to-- but I, on the other hand, am here out of purely professional reasons. I'm going to meet this band. I'm going to take them back to the radio station, interview them, and then I go home to Dawson. Audrey: Who's out right now with Joey. Jen: Which doesn't bother me a bit. Because I, unlike you, am totally capable of having a mature, committed, trusting, adult relationship, and I would really appreciate it if you could just show a modicum of profes [they run into one of the band members coming out of a side door Steve: hey. Jen: Hi. Steve: Hey, Wynn, did we order 2 beautiful blondes? [Wynn comes out to join them] Wynn: Uh, yes, yes, we did. Wynn. Jen: Hi. Wynn: Hi. Jen: I'm Jen from WBCW. This is my friend Audrey. Um, you're Stephen? Steve: Steve, just--just call me Steve. Wynn: So what'd you think? Audrey: It was a great set. You did Jen: it was... really good. Audrey: Yeah. Man. Steve: We'll go get our coats. [] Audrey: Ok. Changed my mind. Want the one with the beard. [Scene: The movie theater. Dawson and Joey are walking in right after getting their tickets.] Joey: So I take it you're starting to like it here? Dawson: Yeah. I am. At first, I didn't think I'd fit in, but Joey: and now you're just as pretentious as the rest of them. Dawson: Goddard is not pretentious. He's very funny. How could you not love a movie where the guy's fake name on the passport is Laszlo Kovacs? Joey: Well, it helps if you have no idea who that is. Dawson: He's an incredibly famous cinematographer. You used to know this stuff. Joey: Wrong. I only pretended to know stuff like this so that you would be impressed with me. Dawson: [Laughs] You are way more of a girl than I ever imagined. Joey: Yeah, well, you're way more into French cinema. Dawson: Isn't that your, uh, teacher? Joey: What? Dawson: The--the dark-haired guy. I can't remember his name-- your professor. [She looks over and see Wilder, then sees another woman walk up to join him] Joey: Yeah, I guess it is. Dawson: Should we go say hello? Joey: Let's not. Dawson: Ok [Somewhat confused] [Scene: The bar. Jack and Pacey are at the bar, getting their drinks and talking] Pacey: So I wonder what they're doing right now? Jack: Are you thinkin' about chasin'? Pacey: Me? Nah. Why? You think I should? Jack: Chase her? Pacey: Well, when you weigh a little personal pride against the opportunity for great sex, it's Jack: sex wins. Pacey: Yes, every time, and women do like to be chased. Jack: Right up to the point where they file for that restraining order. Pacey: Right. You got a good point there. Jack: I generally do. Cheers. Pacey: Cheers. [Glasses clink] Pacey: Though, I'm not really sure we should be doing this. Jack: What, drinkin'? I told ya. They don't card at this place. Pacey: No. I'm talkin' about your recent track record. You see, I'd hate to spend the night in jail after you run into a couple of your frat brothers and do a little dance on their skulls. Jack: Drink up, will you? It's not gonna happen here. This isn't the kind of place. Pacey: I like this place, man. They got cheap beer, late-night appetizer menu. The only problem is there's not a lot of women here. [suddenly realizes where he is] Jack, this wouldn't happen to be a-- Jack: mm-hmm. Pretty much. Pacey: That much, huh? Jack: That much. Pacey: Well, it's funny. It really doesn't seem like it's all that... Jack: gay? I know. That's why I like it. Listen, I gotta ht the head. [goes to leave, but stops and turns back to Pacey] Jack: Ohh. Ahem. Hey, you're not, like, you know... weirded out by all this. Pacey: Me? Nah. Jack: 'Cause I probably should have mentioned, you know Pacey: look, Jack, like, I never been in a gay bar before. Yeah. You guys are great. [Jack leaves and Pacey looks worriedly around] [Scene: The radio station. Steve is looking through the music, and Jen watches on in wonderment.] [Music playing] Jen: You know, if you wanna just tell me what it is that you're looking for, I could probably help you find it. Steve: Let's see. Ah, success. Donovan. Jen: The sixties Donovan? Steve: Donovan is long overdue for a major revival. Jen: [Laughs] Not on my radio show he's not. Steve: Sounds like someone doesn't like losing control. Jen: Ok, why don't we just keep the personal stuff out of this, and we can stick to music. Steve: Do you have a boyfriend? Jen: It's none of your business. Steve: [Clicks tongue] [Music ends] Steve: It's over. Jen: Uh, whe--when? What? Steve: The song... on the radio. It's over. Jen: Oh! Yeah. [Jen realizes that there is dad air and runs to start another song] [in another area, Audrey and Wynn are sitting on a couch together talking] Audrey: So after this, then what? Wynn: New York, Philly, D.C., And head back down south-- the Carolinas-- where you'll find excellent barbecue and one of the greatest rock and roll venues ever. Audrey: Really? Wynn: Mm-hmm. Audrey: What's so great about it? Wynn: Laundromat on one side, used record store on the other. Audrey: What, you can't rock without clean socks? Wynn: [Laughs] Well, I can, but I prefer not to. Audrey: Right. And then? Wynn: Home. Charlottesville, Virginia. Yeah, that's where my girlfriend lives. Audrey: Mm-hmm. [he pulls out his wallet and shows her a picture] Wynn: Kim. She's getting her PhD. In anthropology. Audrey: She's pretty. Wynn: Yeah, and that's our vicious dog bowie. Audrey: Oh, well, it's nice. Wynn: Yeah, it is. Boring, though. That's what you're thinking, right? Audrey: Well... now that you mention it. I don't know. It doesn't seem very rock and roll, does it? Wynn: What, monogamy? Audrey: Yeah. Come on. Don't you ever get the urge to do something bad? Wynn: Yeah, but I don't. I mean, I love my girlfriend. Audrey: And it's really just that simple for you? Wynn: Yeah. Why wouldn't it be? Audrey: I don't know. I guess I just-- I think of relationships as being more complicated than that. Wynn: They are. Bad relationships. [Scene: At the bar. Pacey is standing at one of the tables talking to another guy when, Jack comes out and sees him. Someone surprised he walks over to join them.] Pacey: [Pacey sighs] That's not bread. It's sawdust. I mean, at civilization we bake the stuff our self, ok? [Jack walks up and stands next to Pacey] Jack: Pacey. Pacey: Hey, Jack. Good to see you again. Let me introduce you. Jeff, Jeff, Jack, Jack, Jeff. Jack: Hey, Jeff. Nice to meet you. [He turns to Pacey]Uh, talk to you for a sec. Pacey: Sure thing. [he sees that Jack want to talk to him] Excuse me for a second. [they walk out of ear sht of Jeff] Pacey: Can you believe what a small world it is? That guy's a food critic for a very big magazine in town, and he said he'd pretty much given up on civilization, right? I believe passé was his word, but I'm changin' all that. Jack: Hmm. So how long you been talkin' to that guy? Pacey: I don't know. Couple minutes. Who cares? What's important is that he is this far away from giving us a write-up. Jack: Hmm. What's he want in return? Pacey: Eh-eh. Wait. You don't think that he thinks that I'm Jack: mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah. Unless some time in the past few minutes you've just happened to mention the fact that, uh, gee, I don't know, you're not gay. Pacey: Jack, look at me, ok? Really look at me. I'm a schlub, ok? I'm not gay friendly. I would be an insult to gaydom. Jack: Ok, you might have a point there, but the guy was hangin' on your every word. Pacey: Sure he was. So? Jack: So you're not that interesting. Pacey: I'm not? Jack: No. He--look... nobody listens that hard, ok, unless they're just tryin' to, you know Pacey: oh. Interesting. Jack: What? Pacey: Well... I think for the first time in my life, I understand what it must be like to be a woman, a really hot woman. Jack: Oh. Uh... not that hot. Pacey: I'm not? Jack: Not really. I mean--look, could we-- what are we gonna do here, all right? You wanna go over and tell him or should I? Pacey: What? We can't tell him now. He's gonna think that I purposefully deceived him. Jack: All right, so I'll go over, and I will just explain to him what an idiot you are. Pacey: Or we could just gloss over that idiot thing for the next little while, until he agrees to do the story, because he is a major critic, and this would mean a ton of business for my restaurant. Jack: I know. I know, but what are you gonna do when he asks you for your number, huh? Pacey: I will look him right in the eye and give him your phone number. Jack: You wouldn't no. Come on. We're tellin' the truth. Pacey: [Groans] [Scene: The radio station. Jen is in the booth with Steve and Wynn interviewing them on the air.] [Music ends] Jen: [Sighs] All right, uh, so we are back, uh, folks, with veneer in town 2 nights, opening for North America, on their aptly titled North American tour. Steve: You know, I never really got that. We never went to Canada, not once. Wynn: Or Mexico. Steve: Chicago twice. Jen: Uh, listen, so opening sucks, right? Wynn: No, not when you're opening for a totally rockin' band like North America. Jen: Yeah, but seriously, uh, there's a whole crowd that's not there to see you. They're impatient. They just wanna get it over with. Steve: True, but, you know, sometimes you win them over, and then the victory's even sweeter. Jen: How so? Steve: Well, more than likely they prejudged you. They've taken one look at you, and they've said, "no, not for me." And then we proceed to rock. We don't ask for a lot. [Scene: The movie Theater. Joey and Dawson are walking in to the seating area, and Dawson points down to 2 empty seat.] Dawson: Here is good. Joey: Yeah. [Joey goes and takes a seat, and notices Wilder walking in at the same time to take a seat] Dawson: [Sighs] You sure you don't wanna just go over and say hi? Joey: God, no. How embarrassing would that be? I mean, he's obviously on a date or something. Dawson: Yeah, but if he sees you, isn't he gonna wonder why you didn't say something? Joey: What's the movie about anyway? Dawson: [Laughs] She says, changing the subject. Joey: Well? Dawson: Uh, Humphrey Bogart is a struggling screenwriter, uh, accused of mrder. It's--it's noir except it's not, so the whole thing is sort of famously ambiguous. Joey: So you pretty much have to be a film geek to wanna see it. Dawson: Or you have to be a really good friend of the film geek. Joey: Right. Like us. They could just be friends. Dawson: Your teacher and the girl he's kissing? [Joey turns to see Wilder and the woman kissing very passionately] Joey? Do you have a crush on your English professor? Joey: What? No. It's--it's weird. Dawson: It's not that weird. Teachers do have personal lives. They have been known to kiss people from time to time. Joey: Yeah, lots of people. [The lights go down.] It's starting. [Scene: The Radio Station. Audrey and Wynn are sitting on a couch talking to one another again.] Wynn: So what's he like? This guy you're so afraid to admit you're gaga over. Audrey: I am not gaga. Wynn: Excuse me? How well do we know each other now? Audrey: Not at all. Wynn: Uh, which is exactly why you should tell me the truth. My advice will be totally neutral. Audrey: He's... a cook. Well, he bakes bread, actually. And he just so happens to be my roommate's ex-boyfriend. Wynn: Mmm. Minor league. What other excuses are you gonna throw at me? Come on, I've heard them all. Audrey: You've never heard this one. Wynn: Try me. Audrey: Do you believe in god? Wynn: That depends. Audrey: It can't depend. Either you do or you don't. Wynn: It depends whether you're gonna ruin a perfectly decent evening by trying to convert me to something. Audrey: My roommate... she got mugged the other night. Wynn: I'm sorry. Audrey: Anyway, she... left me this message, which, of course, I didn't get until the next morning, because I was having sex with her ex-boyfriend. And on it, she said that she was ok and that she was spending the night with a friend and not to worry. Wynn: But you did. Audrey: Yeah. I could tell by her voice that something was really, really wrong. So I... made this deal with god. I said "god, please let Joey be ok. "Like, really and truly ok, "and I will walk the path of moral righteousness. I will do everything right for a change." Wynn: So no more trying to pick up guys in rock and roll bands? Audrey: [Laughs] Well, god doesn't want me to be nun. Wynn: Oh, he just wants you to give up this one particular guy. Audrey: Yes. I mean, he must, you know? It's got to be, like, some kind of sign. Otherwise, this whole thing with Pacey is just too... Wynn: too what? Audrey: Easy. Wynn: Maybe that's your sign. [Audrey begins to see the logic] [Scene: In another room. Jen and Steve are sitting on a couch talking.] Jen: Ok, I didn't say funny, I said clever. Steve: Oh, and clever is bad? Jen: Clever is distancing. Clever puts up this wall between you and the audience. So you can't trust clever. Steve: I see. So in general, you trust passion. Has passion always steered you right in life? Jen: Well, I mean, no, not in life, but... Steve: but in art. Jen: Yeah, but art is supposed to be passionate. Art is supposed to make you feel Steve: no, no. Life is supposed to make you feel. Art is supposed to make you feel good. Jen: Is that all that art is supposed to do? Steve: No, but if you need it to do more, then... maybe there's something wrong with your life. Jen: Are you saying that there is something wrong with my life? Steve: I--I don't know. I don't really know you that well. For example, do you have a boyfriend? Jen: You already asked me that. Steve: You didn't answer. Jen: Well, why do you keep asking? Steve: Because I'm interested. Jen: [Sighs] In what? Steve: In you. [He begins to pull colder to her and she stops him] Jen: Oh, gosh, no... I do have a boyfriend. Steve: You're making it up. Just now. You're making that up. Jen: No. No, really. Um... I do have a boyfriend, and he's a really nice guy. And I... wouldn't in a hundred million years, do anything to hurt him. So... Steve: I got it. Jen: Ok. Good. [Scene: The bar. Pacey is still at the table talking to Jeff about the food at the restaurant. Jack is just sitting there bored out of his mind with his chin rested on his hands.] Jeff: The carbonara's not a cream sauce? Pacey: No. It's raw egg yolk, actually. So while it could kll you, who wants to live in a world where food isn't an adventure, right? Jeff: [Laughs] [Jack interrupts Pacey] Jack: Now. Pacey: Right, um... Jeff, there's something I gotta tell ya. I'm not, uh... the thing is, I'm not totally... totally, uh... Jeff: available? You're not available. That's what you're trying to say. Pacey: Yes. That's exactly what I'm trying to say. Jeff: I sort of suspected. You seem very... together. Pacey: And we are. [He puts his arm around Jack] Jeff: Well, it was nice meeting you both. [Jeff stands up to leave] You know, I don't usually do this, but what the hell. [Sighs] If you guys ever break up, give me a call sometime. [He hands Jack one of his cards] Pacey: What just happened right there? I think that I should be insulted on several different levels about that. Jack: [Chuckles] Pacey, you're not gay. Pacey: Well, I know that and you know that, but he doesn't know that. So far as he's concerned, you're my boyfriend. [Scene: The theater. Joey and Dawson are sitting together watching the film, but you can tell that Joey has other things on her mind] Bogart: I know. It's just another picture. Man: Are you in any position to be choosy? You haven't written a ht since before the wr. And your last picture-- Bogart: So it stunk. Everybody makes flops except you. You haven't had one because you've made and re-made the same picture for the last 20 years. You know what you are? You're a popcorn salesman. Man: That's right. So are you. The only difference between us is that I don't fight it. Bogart: One day I'll surprise you and write something good. Man: Althea Bruce will do it. Bogart: Althea Bruce Man: All you gotta do is follow the book... [Joey sees Wilder get up and leave, and gets up to follow after him] Joey: excuse me. Second man: Hiya, kiddies. What a picture I made. Just got back from the preview. Pasadena's out of its mind... [Out at the concession stand. Wilder is just standing there all alone, and Joey walks us behind him] Wilder: great title. I think I might steal it for something. Joey: How'd you know it was me? Wilder: Saw you when you came in. Should I be jealous? Joey: Are you jealous? Wilder: [Exhales] Like Medea. Joey: He's just a friend. Wilder: Mine's not. Joey: Not what? Wilder: A friend. I mean, she is, but, sometimes we go out, and we have a few drinks, we go back to my place. She forgets why I'm not right for her. Joey: Why are you telling me this? Wilder: I'm trying to get you to hate me. Joey: Well, it's working. So what is the best ending in all of literature? Don't say Ulysses. Everyone says Ulysses. Wilder: That's easy. Sentimental education by Flaubert. Joey: And what happens? Wilder: Nothing, really. Just 2 old friends sitting around remembering the best thing that never happened to them. Joey: How do you remember something that never happened? Wilder: Fondly. You see, Flaubert believed that anticipation was the purest form of pleasure... and the most reliable. And that while the things that actually happen to you would invariable disappoint, the things that never happened to you would never dim. Never fade. They would always be engraved in your heart with a sort of sweet sadness. Joey: That sounds... Wilder: deep? Joey: Cowardly. Wilder: [Sighs] Well, uh, us academics aren't generally known for [She kisses him] Joey: courage. Wilder: Wow. God is really punishing me here. Joey: For what? Wilder: I don't know. I must have done something to a girl when I was 18. You're not trying to tempt me into reconsidering, are you? Joey: No. We don't know each other very well, do we? Wilder: No, we don't. Joey: You have this image of me, this not-entirely-true image of me. Wilder: As a 19th-century heroine? Joey: Yeah. And even though that's not true, I'd rather you go on thinking that it is. Wilder: I think that can be arranged. I should probably get back. Are we ok here? Joey: We're fine. [He begins to walk away, but stops and turns back to her] Wilder: In 5 years... you're gonna know everything I know and more. And I will seem like the biggest dork you ever met. [Scene: The Concession stand. Joey is sitting on a bench with a box of popcorn, when Dawson comes out alone carrying their coats.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. I was just about to come back inside. Dawson: Don't bother. Would you care to elaborate on what you were saying earlier? Joey: [Sighs] You'll miss the rest of your movie. Dawson: [Laughs] I have a feeling this might be a little more interesting. [They leave the theater, and begins walking along the streets together.] Joey: Did you ever meet someone who saw you... I mean, really saw you... but somehow, only saw the best? Dawson: You mean besides you? Joey: Not that. I mean, someone older. Someone who saw everything you could be. If only... Dawson: if only what? Joey: If only you weren't you. Dawson: [Chuckles] Well, after tonight, I kinda think you might not be. You kissed your professor. Joey: [Laughs] Dawson: You kissed the guy who gives you grades. Joey: Is this constructive? Dawson: Sorry. Joey: So the worst part is, is that that night when you called from the movie set... Dawson: yeah? Joey: I was there at his house. Alone. And I went there saying to myself that I was just going to straighten everything out. Dawson: Mm-hmm. But really, you were going over there to make things more complicated. Joey: I don't think the answer to that would sound very like-like. Dawson: I think we're gonna have to come up with a new definition for the term like-like. Joey: Anyway, so you called, I left, and I obviously didn't go back, which is probably a good thing, because... I would have made a gigantic fool of myself. Dawson: Don't say that. You took a risk. You lived. You experienced something, right? Joey: I guess. But now I'll never know. Dawson: Never know what? Joey: What I would have done... at that moment of truth. You know, would I have chickened out, would I have gone through with it? The only way to know would be to Dawson: stop time. Go backwards. Joey: Yeah. Dawson: Would you wanna do that if you could? Joey: No. And I know that sounds strange. Dawson: Everything happens for a reason, right? Joey: It's not so bad, really. The not knowing. It has this... sweet sadness to it. Dawson: Hmm. I think I'm familiar with that feeling. [Scene: The bar. Jack and Pacey are sittin alone at one of the tables talking to each other.] Pacey: [Sighs] You know, I gotta admit, Jack, I never really pegged you as the type of guy who would come into a place like this alone. Jack: I'm not alone. Pacey: [Clears throat] Heh. That's a good point. Jack: Actually, Audrey brought me here the night you cooked us all dinner. You know, that's... that's kind of the essence of Audrey, isn't it? I mean, she just zeros in on the one thing that you're slightly afraid of, and then she just does not take no for an answer. That's a good quality to have in a person. Pacey: Yes, it is. Jack: Yeah. I wonder who does that for her? Pacey: [Laughs] Ok, uh, I think I'm gonna go, uh... Jack: chase the girls. Pacey: Yes, and chase the girls. Are you gonna come or what? Jack: No, I think I'm gonna hang. Pacey: Ok, cool. I'll see you around, man. Jack: Ok. [Scene: Outside the Radio Station. Audrey and Wynn are next the to their band's van, getting ready to leave, and Steve and Jen are just coming out of the station] Wynn: Take care, Audrey. Audrey: Oh, man. Thanks. [They hug] Wynn: It's been thoroughly, uh... slanted and enchanted. Audrey: Well, thank you, I think, and, um... thanks for the advice. Wynn: No problem. [Yells] Are you comin', Steve? Audrey: Yeah, in a sec. Wynn: Bye. Audrey: See ya. [Wynn gets into the van] Steve: So, your-- your boyfriend. I mean, it must have been love at first sight. I mean, a beautiful girl like you. Jen: See, we were-- we were friends first. Steve: Friends? Jen: Yeah. Steve: So no passion? Jen: Did I say that? Steve: No, but you did say that you don't trust passion. Jen: Yeah, but just because 2 people are friends first doesn't mean that they don't have any passion in their relationship. Steve: Look, I'm sorry. I didn't--- I don't mean to insult your relationship. I mean, it's just... I believe in the connection. You know, that gut reaction that says "this person, this stranger... is meant to be a part of my life," and I don't know. I--I guess I just felt that for you tonight. Jen: Yeah, well, that's a really easy thing for you to say, isn't it? Some rock and roll guy who just comes into town for 24 hours and then leaves? Steve: Well, in that case... [He goes to the van and pulls out some T-Shirts] Steve: Just a little somethin' to remember us by. Jen: [Chuckles] Thanks. Steve: Don't mention it. Jen: Bye. Steve: Bye. [Steve gets into the van and Jen goes and stands next to Audrey] Audrey: You know, this was so not the night I expected. Jen: Yeah, I know. Sorry I took the single one. Audrey: Nah, it happens. You know, maybe it's god's way of telling me I'm not as single as I thought I was. [The van pulls away, and we see Pacey standing next to his car.] Audrey: Mmm... or maybe that is. Aah! Jen: Go. Go on. Make him happy. Audrey: Why would I wanna do a thing like that? Jen: Ok, fine. Go make him miserable. I don't care. Just go to him. Audrey: Ok. Bye. Jen: Bye, sweetie. [Audrey goes over to Pacey, as Jen walks off in the other direction] Pacey: She need a ride? Audrey: She's, um, got a car. Pacey: Do you need a ride? Audrey: [Sighs] I need a life. Pacey: Yeah, you do, don't ya? Audrey: Look, Pacey... I think I need to apologize. Pacey: To me? Audrey: I kinda maybe overreacted a little. Pacey: You don't say? Audrey: I can't help it, ok? Happiness, it freaks me out. It's like all those perfectly manicured lawns at the beginning of blue velvet, you know? You just know something evil lurks beneath. Pacey: You know what the real problem is here, don't you, Audrey? Audrey: No, please enlighten me. Pacey: You are much more afraid to have sex with me the second time than you were the first. You see, I've had a very educational night tonight at my favorite gay bar, and what I've come up with is I'm just simply not gonna take no for an answer. Audrey: Well, that's not very pc of you. Pacey: No, it's not, and this probably isn't, either. [He kisses her] Pacey: Mmm. So what made you change your mind, anyway? Audrey: I met this really hot guy in the band. Pacey: Wait a minute. This hot guy was... [She kisses him, before he can get another word out.] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is lying ion bed reading a book, when Jen comes upstairs carrying the T-shirt that Steve gave her.] Jen: I brought you a t-shirt. Dawson: Cool. Jen: [Laughs] Would I bring you anything less? Dawson: [Chuckles] Jen: [Sighs] Mmm. So how's Joey? Dawson: Would you believe she almost had an affair with her English professor? Jen: Joey? Dawson: Mm-hmm. Jen: Joey potter? Dawson: Yeah. Jen: Wow. Dawson: It was bizarre, actually. It was, like, almost like meeting a new person or something. Jen: What does that mean? Dawson: I don't know. I just... well, like, talking to her tonight, I just realized how much time has passed... how much we've all changed. Jen: And it's so bad? Dawson: Not necessarily. Jen: [Sighs] Can I ask you something? Dawson: What? Jen: Do you think that when, uh, when 2 people are in a relationship, that they should be passionate about the same things in order for it to work? Dawson: No. Not as long as they're passionate about each other. Jen: And we are. Right? We're passionate about each other. Dawson: You're not having doubts about us, are you? Jen: No. No, I'm just tired. I don't know. Insane. Dawson: [Laughs] [He puts down his book, and they curl up together, and lie in each other's arms as the camera pulls away]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x16 - A Lonely Place"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 517 - Highway to Hell In this episode: Joey tries, but finds she can't resist Charlie's invitation to join his band on a singing gig upstate. But when the day trip turns into an overnight, Joey finds herself in an interesting situation with Charlie. Meanwhile, while Jen ponders breaking up with Dawson, she and Jack join Dawson in Capeside for Lily's first birthday party... but when Dawson learns there's a new man in Gale's life, Jen's not sure if now is the best time to tell Dawson how she feels. Original Airdate: April 3, 2002 [Scene: The School Hallway. Joey is walking down the hall when Charlie comes running up to her.] Charlie: Joey Potter. Just the girl I'm looking for. Joey: You really have that first name, last name thing down, don't you? Does that help you keep the ladies straight? Charlie: Well, you know, I don't want to confuse Joey from Worthington with Joey from Amherst. Joey: Oh, I passed her on the street once. Didn't like the looks of her. Charlie: Funny, since she's got nothing on you. Joey: You know, now really isn't a prime time for the obnoxious banter, so if the scary stalking part of the evening is over Charlie: Move it along, right, yeah, ok. I need you. Joey: Please say this isn't when you burst into you've lost that loving feeling. Charlie: No, but, you know, funny you should mention bursting into song. Joey: I thought we agreed to never speak of that night again. Charlie: I thought you just meant the kissing part. Joey: There you are, speaking of it. Charlie: Ok, listen, listen. We're doing a gig upstate this weekend. 5 songs, opening act, it's an incredibly big deal. We're even getting paid. 500 bucks. Joey: Wow, that's a month's worth of hair gel. Charlie: Ohh. Look, this is kind of our first big break, except for the lead singer quit. Joey: Hmm. Couldn't handle the bass player with mystique getting all the girls? Charlie: No, these days there's really only one I want. Joey: Ohh. Charlie, I'm flattered, really, in a kind of obligatory way, but Charlie: I need you to sing. Joey: Excuse me? Charlie: I come to you with open arms, Joey, purely a guy asking a girl a favor. Joey: You really trust me to front your band? Charlie: Absolutely. Does this mean you'll do it? Joey: I'll think about it. Charlie: You're totally gonna do it, aren't you? Here's the set list. [Puts a piece of paper into Joey's hand] Joey: Ok, I said I'd think about it, and the longer we stand here, the longer I have to think about you and the 10,000 reasons why I don't want to do this. Charlie: Thank you. [Walks away , then slowly begins to skip and cheer.] [Opening Credits] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm Room. Audrey and Pacey are making out on her bed, when she stops and sits up.] Audrey: Mmm! Mmm, yeah, you know, this is really hot and everything, but the thrill of knowing that Joey could walk in the door any minute is kind of wearing off. Pacey: And here you told me you didn't have any fantasies. Audrey: You know what I mean, Pacey. Pacey: Actually, I don't. There's not a lot of blood running through my brain right now. Audrey: Well, these make-out sessions used to be very old-school charming, but now it's quickly moving into the realm of slutdom. Your car, my dorm room, the coed bathroom. A lady must be courted, Pacey. Pacey: So, that's it, then? We're having that talk, aren't we? Audrey: You need to get an apartment. Pacey: Is that it? And here I thought you were dumping me. Audrey: Mmm! What's to dump? I'm not holding you back from anything, sport. You know, fly out into the world, my butterfly, be free. Pacey: Do I have to? Audrey: No. You just have to get an apartment. Seriously, I am feeling... all kinds of inhibited right now. Pacey: This is you inhibited? Audrey: Yeah, I mean, I can't really let my freak flag fly with all those warnings from my R.A. Pacey: Then I definitely have to get an apartment. Mmm. I gotta go. Audrey: Ok. Well, whatever. Call me from wherever you're squatting tonight. Pacey: Will do. All right. [Pacey gets up, and grabs his coat as Joey comes into the room] Pacey: Potter. Joey: Witter. [Pacey leaves] Audrey: Hey, before I forget, guess who called? Joey: Um Audrey: no, forget it. You suck at this game. Charlie called. Joey: He called again? Persistent. Audrey: So, are we going? Joey: He told you? Audrey: I am very engaging on the phone, Joey, and you're kidding me if you're telling me you're not gonna do this gig. Joey: It was kind of fun at the bar, but Audrey: kind of fun? Come on, I mean, it was verging on embarrassing. I practically had to drag you off the stage, you're such a media whore. Joey: No, but the thing is tonight. I mean, that means we'd have to leave, like Audrey: in an hour, I know. Charlie and I have it under control. Joey: Well, I'm not riding in the van with his gaggle of questionable guitarists. Audrey: Just relax and concentrate on your heroin chic thing. It just so happens I know a guy with some wheels. Joey: What's with this Charlie petition? He's smarmy. Audrey: Ok, let's just be honest here. I pretty much brought down the house that night, but Charlie has asked you to sing. Now either he's intimidated by my talent, which is kind of likely, or he's hot for you. I'll take the latter, and I don't think it's such a bad thing, Joey. Joey: I mean, if I do this, which apparently we've decided I am, it's for the fun experience of it, not Charlie, just to clarify. Audrey: Well, duly noted. Now, let's go pick out an outfit. And not from your closet, ok? From mine. [Scene: Jen's Room. Dawson is wrapping a present as Jen is trying on various outfits.] Dawson: Is it completely stupid for me to get clothes for my little sister for her birthday? Jen: No, I think that it's great, you know. She's finally developing her own sense of style as opposed to that typical blatant nudity. Dawson: Hey, speaking of which... Jen: Why am I having such a hard time getting dressed? We're going to Capeside for a one-year-old's birthday party. Who am I trying to impress? Dawson: You got me. Jen: Do you mean I got you or you're stumped? Dawson: What? Jen: I don't know. Getting dressed. Dawson: Carry on. [Knock on door] Grams: Jennifer, Dawson, I hope you're decent as I've already entered the room, and I[looks in to see Jen putting on a shirt]oh. Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were, uh... let's move on. Um, Joey's waiting for you at the door, Dawson. Dawson: Heh. Thank you. [Grams leaves] Dawson: Wow, I feel really old and boring all of a sudden. Jen: Why? Just because grams didn't catch us in a compromising position? Dawson: Yes, exactly. Jen: You know, not every morning has to begin with an embarrassing grams encounter. Dawson: I know, I know. We should go, unless you want to, uh... Jen: I do, and I would, but I finally just got dressed. I'm just not in the mood to be separated from my outfit at this point. Dawson: Ok. Jen: That was easy. Dawson: Excuse me? Jen: Aren't you supposed to want to have sex with me at every opportunity? Dawson: I pretty much do. You just said you're not in the mood. And you've been cranky all morning, which kind of makes me not in the mood, so before this little fight you're trying to pick becomes fodder for your radio show, I'm just gonna go downstairs and answer the door. [Dawson begins to leave room.] Jen: Smart-ass. [Dawson stops and turns back.] Dawson: Are you ok? Seriously. Jen: Yeah. Yeah, Dawson, I'm fine. Dawson: Ok. Jen: Ok. [Scene: Outside Grams' House. Dawson comes outside to fins Joey waiting there for him holding a gift in her hand.] Dawson: Perfect timing. We're leaving in 10 minutes. Joey: Oh. Well, actually, Dawson, I came by to tell you that I'm not gonna be able to make it at all. Dawson: Oh, something come up? Joey: Kind of. It's a long story, and--well, I'm-- I'm going upstate to sing with Charlie's band. When you say it out loud, it sounds kind of crazy. Dawson: What, Charlie Charlie? Joey: One and the same. Dawson: Ok, well, we're gonna miss you. Well, I'll miss you more than lily, but you can't blame the kid. She's got a short attention span. Joey: Well, can you give this to her for me? It's just a little something. I... hope she likes it. Dawson: It's bright and shiny. She'll love it. Joey: Have a great trip. Dawson: Yeah, you, too. Not gonna be the same without you. Joey: Heh! Bye. Dawson: Bye. [Scene: Grams' Kitchen. Jack is sitting eating some cereal, when Jen comes in and grabs a class of Orange Juice.] Jen: Is this a new kind of orange juice? Jack: Mm-hmm. I think it's some pulp instead of tons of pulp. Jen: Interesting. I think I'm gonna break up with Dawson. [Jack spits his cereal back into his bowl, and there is an awkward silence which is broken by Dawson entering the room.] Dawson: You ready to go? Jen: Yeah. Dawson: Ok. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Grams, Jack, Jen and Dawson pull up in Grams' car. They get out to see a huge part with tons of people there.] Dawson: wow. Had no idea you were throwing such a soiree. Quite a shindig for something lily won't even remember. Gale: Well, I have been a little cooped up lately. Ooh, lily's birthday was just a nice excuse to gather some old friends. [A man comes walking up carrying a little girl with him.] Nathan: Coffee's ready, gale. Hey, you must be Dawson. It's nice to meet you. Dawson: Hey. Gale: Oh, sorry, how rude of me. Um, Dawson, honey, this is my friend Nathan and his daughter Haley. Nathan: Say hi. Hi. Heh heh! Dawson: Uh, this is my girlfriend Jen. Jen: Hi. Nathan: Nice to meet you. Jen: Nice to meet you, too. Gale: Well, um, I think I have just about everything ready. Except, of course, I did forget to pick up the cake at the bakery. Jack: You know, Jen and I, we can do that for you, Mrs. Leery, no problem. Jen: Yeah, that's no problem at all. Gale: Oh, thanks, guys. So, Evelyn, Dawson, how about some coffee? Jen: Be right back. [They all go inside while Jen and Jack watch them go.] Jack: Well, you can't dump him now. Jen: Jack, it's not funny. Jack: No, it's not funny, Jen, which is why we're going to get this cake together so you can fill me in on what the hell is going on here. Get in the car. [Scene: Outside by Pacey's car. Pacey and Audrey are standing on one side of the car talking while Joey is waiting on the other side of the car.] Pacey: And you'll let me pick the music? Audrey: If you must. It'll be fun, Pacey. Come on! There are worse ways to spend your Saturday then traveling the open road with a couple of hotties. Pacey: True, that. But I still don't like the idea of catering to chip mark and his merry band. Audrey: Charlie Todd. Pacey: I don't want to know the guy's actual name. I just don't want you to feel out of the loop or anything. This guy is not even in our social circle. I mean, sure, he circles around it like a vulture, but he's not actually in the circle, you know what I mean? Audrey: No, but he is running towards us with alarming speed. Pacey: Oh, you gotta be kidding me. [Charlie comes running up to them] Charlie: Whew! Thank god I found you. The guys left in the van an hour ago. Joey: Maybe they were trying to tell you something. Charlie: I overslept. You guys mind if I catch a ride? Audrey: Well, I don't see any reason why you can't. Pacey: What was your backup plan? You know, if you overslept and your ride failed you? Charlie: Well, uh, this is pretty much it. Pacey: And even that's an overstatement. Charlie: What? Joey: Nothing. Pace, I know this sucks, but there's not much they can do without him, and as long as we're going... Charlie: Oh, thank you. You guys rock. Joey: I'm really sorry, pace. Nobody planned on this. Pacey: I beg to differ. I'm pretty sure laughing boy over there planned this. [Whining] "I missed my ride." You know that this guy is just stalking Joey Audrey: Hello! Present love interest standing right in front of you. Pacey: It has nothing to do with you. I just saw what this guy did to Jen. I don't want him to do it to another one of my friends. Audrey: Ok, let's just... enjoy this for what it is-- wacky road trip high jinx with a motley crew and their collective sexual tension. Pacey: Throw in a bag of pork rinds, you got yourself a deal. Audrey: Ok. Pacey: But you keep this guy away from me. Seriously. [Inside the car. Joey and Charlie are waiting in the back seat] Charlie: Heh heh! Joey: What? Charlie: It's just... I think I dreamt this once. Joey: What are you talking about? Charlie: You, me, a big backseat. Joey: This backseat has no implications. Charlie: Hey, I didn't say that it did. Joey: This is strictly business. Charlie: All my backseat transactions are. [Car doors close] [Engine starts] [Commercial Break] [Scene: In the car. They have gn their road trip, with Audrey and Pacey in the front seat, and Charlie and Joey in the rear seat.] Audrey: Oh, looks like we're only gonna be, like, a half an hour away from Salem. Pacey: I don't know that you'd be safe there, sweetie. Joey: Hey, Charlie, what's the name of this place we're playing at again? Charlie: "We," huh? I knew it'd just be a matter of time before you started to embrace the life of a rock star. Pacey: Yeah, you're really roughing it old-school style, buddy. Charlie: Hey, this is a really sweet ride, Pacey. How much this set you back? Pacey: You know, where I come from, Charles, it's not polite to dig into a man's financial affairs. So what is the name of this place we're going to, anyway? Charlie: Uh, the Drunk and the dad. Pacey: Oh, that sounds like a nice family joint. Charlie: No, it's awesome. I mean, I haven't actually been there, but some of the other guys have. I hear the crowd really gets into it. It's gonna be like an actual set, you know? Not just a bunch of college kids klling time. [He sees the nervous look on Joey's face] Charlie: Hey, don't worry. Joey: I'm not worried. Charlie: Just excited? Joey: I'm not anything. Charlie: Heh heh! Yeah, right. In your mind, you're already imagining your gateway drug and which mode of destruction you'll attck the hotel room with first. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Jen and Jack are sitting on some benches talking.] Jack: What's up with you and Dawson? Is it getting old? Jen: Ohh... no, things are just... kind of coming into focus because I, you know, I was so quick to jump into this and tell everybody that they were wrong and that I was right and actually me and Dawson were destined to be together, and it was crazy. I just feel like that existed in some parallel universe, and now it's just sort of... Jack: safe. Jen: Ugh. If I admit that, then... I am really gonna seal the deal as a dysfunctional poster child. And it's not like Steve the indie rocker made me have any profound revelations about the meaning of love, but Jack: but you felt something. Jen: No, I missed something. That thing where you meet somebody for the first time and you get to decide yes or no with only yourself in mind. And I don't want to be that girl that's upset that Saturday nights aren't more fun. I mean, Dawson doesn't deserve that. He's had enough already. Jack: Jen, you should tell him that. [Scene: Inside Dawson's House. Dawson is standing in a doorway, watching Lily playing on the floor with some other kids when Nathan comes up to talk with him.] Nathan: So, Dawson, your mom tells me you're enjoying your new film program in Boston. Dawson: Yep. Nathan: Yeah. I used to dabble a little bit in film when I was in Amherst. Nothing as advanced as you, believe me. Dawson: No, I'm just starting out. Nathan: Oh. W-what about that matrix movie? I mean, they used a lot of that new, uh, digital technology, didn't they? Dawson: Right. [Dawson looks down at Lily playing] Nathan: Well, this one right here, I'll tell you. [Nathan reaches down and picks up Lily] Come here, ms. Lily-wily, we gotta keep an eye on you, right? This one, I'll tell you, she gets into those crayons, and her mama calls her a genius. Hi, genius. I guess the old visual creative gene runs in everybody's blood in this family. Dawson: Excuse me for a minute. [Scene: In Pacey's Car. They have been driving for some time, and there is dad silence in the car. You can sense the tension in the air.] Charlie: Hey, pace? Pacey: Yeah, chuck. Charlie: Look, I don't mean to be a backseat driver or anything, but we kind of need to put the pedal to the metal, if you know what I mean. Pacey: Did he really just say that to me? Audrey: Yeah. Charlie: Look, I understand that you want to be easy on the old girl, but come on, man, we're running a little late. Pacey: Well, maybe you'd made better time with the old hog, huh, chuck? Audrey: Hey, now, ok, guys. No need to auto-bash here. Charlie, honey, I'm sure we'll be fine. And, Pacey, sweetheart, a little speed never hurt anybody. Charlie: You know, if you want me to drive, granny, hey, I can hop up front, all right? Pacey: Heh heh heh. Ok. [Pacey pulls the car over, and everyone gets out.] Audrey: What are you doing? Pacey: Anger management. This one's for me. Chuckles, get out of my car. Charlie: What's the problem? Pacey: There's no problem. We're leaving, and you're hitchhiking. Charlie: Oh, come on, man, you're being ridiculous. Pacey: I'm being ridiculous?! Charlie: Here we go. Pacey: You've been asking for this since the moment you showed up this morning uninvited. Charlie: You know, believe me, I'm regretting it more and more every single second, but why don't you cut me some slack because you don't even know me. Pacey: And you don't know me, because if you did, you would've started walking 5 minutes ago. Charlie: I can't believe this. You don't think I can take you? Audrey: Hey, guys, you know what? You're both very masculine and the girls are impressed. Can we just go now? Pacey: Are you challenging me? [Pacey Pushes him] Charlie: Should I bother? [Charlie pushes Pacey back.] Pacey: You want that? Then let's go. Let's go. [Audrey grabs Pacey's Arm and pulls him off towards the woods] Pacey: Honey, could you just hold on to that for a second? Audrey: Snookums, come on! Come with me now. Pacey: I have a little bit of unfinished business Audrey: Yes, but your Neanderthal charms have me smitten. Please come with me into the woods. Pacey: That's not fair, that's not fair. Audrey: What? Pacey: That's not fair. [They disappear into the woods] Charlie: Yeah, let your woman take care of you. [Charlie looks back to see Joey staring at him with a mean look on her face.] Charlie: Ugh! What is his problem? Joey: What is your problem? The guy's giving you a ride because he happens to be a decent person. Why did you find it necessary to speak? Charlie: I don't know, I mean, it's a good way to pass a 6-hour drive. Look, and you gotta admit, all right, he totally overreacted. Joey: That's a moot point. Now why not be a good little backseat freeloader and just ignore him? Charlie: There are rules about these things. Joey: Oh, god forbid you think for yourself. Charlie: What is that supposed to mean? Joey: You obviously rub him the wrong way. I think you're probably his version of a chesty blonde. Charlie: Heh! You think I'm cute. Joey: I say chesty blonde and you immediately think I'm hot for you. This is never gonna work. Charlie: No, but you're thinking about it. Joey: Yeah. [Seductively] Hey, if you're good, maybe later we could stop for ice cream. [Audrey and Pacey come back, with their clothing somewhat disheveled, and both with a big smile on their face.] Audrey: Ok, we're ready to go now. Charlie: All better? Joey: Charlie. [to Audrey] Whatever you did, and I don't want any details, but thank you. Audrey: You're welcome. [Scene: The pier outside Dawson's House. Jen and Dawson are sitting at the end of it talking as Dawson paces back and forth.] Dawson: I'm all freaked out. I mean, I didn't-- tsk! Didn't expect my mom to be on the dating circuit. I just Jen: I think that you should probably prepare yourself for this. Maybe not for Nathan, but... for the possibility of a Nathan. Dawson: All right, that's great, I will prepare myself, but right now I'm angry and a little shocked. Jen: If you're upset with your mom, why don't you just talk to her? Dawson: Well, I'm kind of trying to talk to you. Jen: She's moving on. Dawson: From my father? Jen: I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. I mean that she's moving on with her life. That's gotta... make you happy to some small extent. Dawson: Does it? Jen: People just need to breathe sometimes and act on their impulses. Your mom isn't gonna always react the way that you think she should. Dawson: I know that I'm not her keeper. I'm just saying I have a right to reaction, don't I? Or maybe not. Jen: I didn't say that you didn't. Dawson: No, but, Jen, I'm trying to talk to you, and maybe you're trying to talk to me, but I feel like we're not having the same conversation. Jen: You know what? I am just painting myself into a corner here. Dawson: No, I'm sorry. I'M... I'm really thrown. I don't mean to attck you. Jen: You're not attacking me. I just-- I don't want to... say something that I'm gonna end up regretting. Dawson: Like what? Jen: Nothing. I just... I just want to go. I'm gonna go. Dawson: Wait a minute, what Jen: Nothing, ok? Dawson: All right, you and I were talking, and then all of sudden there was a continent between us. You want to tell me what's going on? Jen: No. Um... I just want to take a breather. I'm gonna go somewhere with jack. Dawson: Ok. [Commercial break] [Scene: The Drunk and The dad Bar. Joey, Audrey, Pacey and Charlie enter the bar to see that it is a biker bar, filled with a tough crowd. They see signs that read No gn Allowed, and shts being filled at the bar.] [Hard rock music playing] Joey: Um, please tell me that we're just stopping here for directions. Pacey: Yeah, because I'm sure the friendly patrons of this bar are just dying to help us plucky college kids. Audrey: So it's got some character. I'm exploring. Charlie: Ok, look, the guys aren't here, and we're not gonna have any time to rehearse. Joey: Are you serious? Charlie: No, it's ok. This kind of crowd probably isn't gonna care much about your singing if you know what I mean. Pacey: That's great. Maybe you can make a little money off her after the show if you know what I mean. Charlie: Oh, come on, man. Pacey: I'm just curious why you brought Joey to place like this in the first place. Charlie: She's a great performer. I thought she could have some fun. Pacey: And maybe you'd have a little fun watching her, right? Joey: Ok, guys, I'm standing right here. [Audrey returns] Audrey: Sorry, sorry. Guys, guess what? There's this chick in the back. She's doing jailhouse-style tattoos, 10 bucks with a sht. All right, let's go toughen you up. Joey: Sounds divine. [Joey and Audrey go off] Pacey: I got my eye on you. Charlie: I don't know why, considering the company. [Scene: Inside the dressing room. Audrey is putting some make-up onto Joey.] Joey: Sounds like this other band is pretty popular. Audrey: It is not a face-off, bunny. No need to fret, no point, really. Not much means of defense against a Sabbath tribute band. Joey: It's not that. I was gonna-- I don't care. Except that I do care. And I've been trying this whole time not to care, but it turns out that nonchalance doesn't suit me, and I want to win them over, but something tells me that's not gonna happen. Audrey: Yeah, you don't do so well with things you don't do so well, but, hey, it's not like you're ever gonna see these people again. Although the night is young. Who knows what will strike your fancy? Joey: I'm serious, Audrey. I mean, playing to this crowd is a lot different than playing to a bunch of warm and fuzzy college students. Ohh, why did I even say yes to Charlie? [There is a knock on the door, and Charlie comes in] Charlie: Hey, Joey? We're on in 5. All right, the set's taped to the mike. I'll introduce you, and then... [] you look gorgeous. Joey: Thanks. [Charlie leaves] Audrey: And, incidentally, you said yes because you're curious. Joey: I never said I liked him. Audrey: I never said liked, I said curious. Same difference, clearly. Joey: I have to go perform. Audrey: Oh, yes, I know how serious you are about your music. Joey: Shut up. Audrey: Hey, never turn on your stylist, Joey. Never! [Audrey goes out to join Pacey in the audience] Pacey: Everything ok? Audrey: Oh, a little stage fright, I think. Pacey: Well, maybe that's because the front row is sharpening knives with their teeth. Audrey: When did you become Mr. Mom? I thought you loved dives like this. Pacey: I do for me, for the occasional wallow, not for my friends. [Joey comes out onto the strange and Charlie gets ready to introduce her.] Charlie: And now the girl who made aggressive mediocrity strive to be better men, Joey Potter! Audrey: Yeah! Whoo! [Audience booing] [Feedback whines] Joey: Hi. [Laughs and hisses] [Singly softly] Joey: Jesse is a friend yeah, I know he's been a good friend of mine... [Audience booing] Joey: Jesse's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine [Audience shouting and booing] Joey: And she's loving him with that body, I just know it you know I wish I had Jesse's girl why can't I find a woman like that? [The camera turns from the nervous Joey back to Audrey and Pacey.] Audrey: She might have to take off her clothes, Pacey. [Scene: Dawson's Living room. Dawson is sitting by the play pen watching as Lily is sleeping in it, and Gale comes quietly into the room to join him. She is carrying the gift the Joey gave them, but it hasn't been opened yet.] Gale: Hey. Dawson: Hey. She's out like a light. Gale: Ohh, well she was quite the belle of the ball. Ohh. So, where did Jen go? Dawson: She and jack went to go take a walk. I guess the party got a little wild for them. Actually, we had a fight. Gale: About what? Dawson: I guess what it was about was, uh...moving on. Gale: Hmm. Which side were you on? Dawson: Apparently, I'm against it, but... the longer I sit here and look at lily, the less clear my reasons become. Gale: Sometimes there aren't even reasons, honey. Choosing a new direction in life isn't always something that requires a list. You just feel different. You don't even mean to, but if the choice comes down to moving on or trying to fit into the shell of your former self, well... I guess it depends on what you can live with. Dawson: I should go find Jen. Gale: Oh, you'll find each other. Nobody's going anywhere tonight anyway. Grams is passed out in the guest room. Dawson: Heh heh! Party animal. Gale: Ha ha ha! Ohh, you know, we forgot to open that. Dawson: It's from Joey. Gale: Yeah, it was really strange not having her here. Dawson: Yeah, I was just thinking that. Gale: Well... I think that I am going to clean up and, uh, call it a night. Dawson: Hey, mom? Gale: I know. I should've told you. But, honey, to be honest, I didn't know what to tell. Dawson: What I was gonna say was, uh, it was nice today meeting your friend. Gale: Hmm. Thank you. Well, good night, sweetheart. Dawson: Good night. [Gale leaves, and Dawson sits back down and grabs the present that Joey gave them, and he opens it. He finds a picture album inside, and opens it up to read Happy First Birthday Lily! May all your years be filled with Memories like these. Love Joey. He turns the page to see that the album is filled with drawings that Joey has done. The first is a drawing of the Pier outside Dawson's House. Next is a picture of Dawson holding Lily, a drawing of Mitch, a drawing of Mitch, Gale and Lily, and finally a drawing of the whole family together. Each of these drawings bring back happy memories to Dawson.] [Scene: The Drunk and the d*ad Bar. Joey is still singing to the hostile crowd, and Audrey and Pacey look on sympathetically.] [Audience booing] Joey: Walk along the avenue... [Pacey looks at Audrey] Pacey: it's kind of like watching figure skaters fall. Joey: Meet a girl like you Audrey: I think it's almost over. Looks like Charlie's cutting it off, anyway. [Charlie walks over while playing, and says something to the other band members.] Joey: The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through hypnotize me through and I ran I ran so far away I just ran I ran all night and day I couldn't get away [Band begins playing I hate myself for loving you] Audrey: Whoo! Charlie: One for the road! Midnight, gettin' uptight where are you? You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two you know I'm hangin', but I'm still wantin' you Joey: Hey, jack it's a fact they're talking in town I turn my back and you're messin' around I'm not really jealous don't like lookin' like a clown I think of you every night and day you took my heart, then you took my pride away Both: I hate myself for loving you can't break free from the things that you do I wanna walk, but I run back to you that's why I hate myself for loving you Audrey: whoo! Whoo! [All cheering. Joey starts getting into it] Joey: Daylight, spent the night without you but I've been dreaming about the lovin' you do I won't be as angry about the hell you put me through hey, man, bet you can't treat me right you just don't know what you was missin' last night [Cheering increases] Joey: Say forget it just for spite I think of you every night and day you took my heart, then you took my pride away Both: I hate myself for loving you can't break free from the things that you do I wanna walk, but I run back to you that's why I hate myself for loving you Audrey: Whoo! Pacey: Yeah! [Band winds up song] [Cheering increases] [Scene: Outside the bar. The band is putting their equipment into the van, as Joey and Charlie are talking to some of the crowd outside. Audrey and Pacey just watch on.] Pacey: Oh, god, you'd think the guy was jimmy page. Audrey: Yeah, except it's the year 2002. Look, Pacey, what is up with the machismo, ok? I wasn't gonna say anything, but at this point, I'm thinking of going home with rusty over there. [She points to one of the bikers] Pacey: It's nothing. I just... he's just that guy. When you and Dawson were making that movie together, I had to watch him shove his tongue down your throat like 40 times while you and I were still working out this whole thing, ok? So when I see him, yeah, I want to punch him in the face, and, fine, if that makes me a bad guy, I guess I'm a bad guy, but when I see the two of you together, it drives me crazy, ok? And I wish that I could really impress you right now by saying something self-assured, but I can't, because I care, and that's just the best I can do, so do you think that we can leave now and just go get a burger or something, please? Audrey: No. That's pretty much the last thing I want to do right now. Pacey: Fine. I'm gonna go get the car. Audrey: Hey. I was thinking more along the lines of checking into that motel across the street. Pacey: Did I miss something? Audrey: I can't believe you want to... punch a guy in the face for me, Pacey. It's so... disturbingly cute. Pacey: Really? Audrey: Really. [They begins to kiss, when Joey and Charlie come up to them.] Pacey: Not to interrupt a good time, but, um, are you guys ready to go? Audrey: Yes, actually, there's... been a slight change in plans, Joey, because Pacey and I are really tired Pacey: [Yawns] Audrey: And don't you think that it would be a good idea if we stayed the night in that motel? Joey: Not really, no. Pacey: Well, you know, it's no Potter B&B, but wouldn't you just hate to miss out on any of the local charm? Charlie: Hey, sounds good to me, man, I'm--I'm wiped. Audrey: Well, would you look at that? The gentlemen agree on something. Joey: Shocking. [Joey looks unhappy as the camera fades to black] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Motel. Joey is sitting on one of the chairs out by the pool, when Charlie comes walking up to join her, carrying a room key.] Charlie: The poolside breeze is tempting this time of year. Joey: Exotic, really. Charlie: I got us a room. Joey: Let me guess. There were no single beds left. Charlie: No, no, I swear. Not a one. Are you nervous? Joey: About what happens after the prom? I think I'll be ok. Charlie: Did you and Pacey go to the prom together? Joey: We did indeed. Charlie: God, that must be strange. Having him in there with your roommate. Joey: That's the way we like to do things around here. I mean, aren't you the guy who met my friend Jen? Charlie: Ok, ok. No need to rehash. So, is-- is he the only guy you ever had sex with? Joey: You know, that is so inappropriate on so many levels. Charlie: Look, I'm just trying to cut to the chase here. Why do we always have to banter? Why can't we just have a serious conversation? Joey: Why do we need to have a serious conversation? Charlie: We don't, I guess. Look, I just can't figure out why you wouldn't want to make a new friend. I mean, all the rest of your friends are sleepin' together. Joey: Ok. You got me. You're right. Yes, Pacey's the only one I've slept with. Charlie: I've only slept with 2 people. One in high school and then Jen. Joey: Really? I feel really close to you right now. Charlie: You should. I don't tell a lot of people that. Joey: What did you tell the girl that you were cheating on Jen with? That it didn't count? Charlie: Oh, right. Joey: It's kind of endearing, actually. Seeing the tired routine meet its end before my very eyes. Charlie: Heh heh. God, I can't believe how much you throw off my game, Joey Potter. Joey: Well, I try my best. Charlie: You know, I think I'm gonna call it a night. If you ever get cold or slightly curious, about the room, that is, it's number 7. [he places the key on the table next to her] Joey: Good night, Charlie. Charlie: See you later, Joey. You know, you were really great tonight. Joey: Thanks. You did kind of help me out. Charlie: Heh heh. No, you didn't need it. I just couldn't resist the urge. Joey: To what? Charlie: To be close to something that amazing. Joey: Good night. [Charlie leaves and walks around the corner of the building and runs into Pacey who is carrying a small paper bag.] Charlie: Excuse me. Pacey: We're ok. Charlie: Long day, huh? Pacey: Yeah. Charlie: Provisions for the lady? Pacey: Yeah, somethin' like that. Charlie: Those are 2 of the most high-maintenance women known to man, and somehow you managed to wrangle both of them. Pacey: "High-maintenance" is really just another way of saying "high-quality." Charlie: That's a nice way of looking at it. So then tell me something. Why are we suddenly starting to have a normal conversation? Pacey: I don't know, really. That was a nice thing that you did out there tonight, and maybe I just got tired of hating you so intensely, but make no mistake, if you do anything to hurt Joey, I will make you regret it for the rest of your waking days. Charlie: Yeah, I figured that. So you only kind of hate me now? Pacey: If I were you, I wouldn't take that so personally. It's not a short list. Charlie: [Laughs] Have a good night, man. Pacey: You, too. [Charlie walks off, and Pacey goes over by the pool to talk with Joey.] Pacey: You gonna stay out here all night? Joey: I was thinkin' about it. Pacey: If he tries anything unsavory, you know where to find me, right? Joey: I think I can handle him. Pacey: After watching you lull a biker bar into submission tonight, I'm pretty sure you could handle Charlie. In fact, I bet if you wanted to, you could break his heart into a million pieces. Joey: If I wanted to do such a thing. Pacey: Of course. Poor guy. Joey: Heh. [Scene: Inside Audrey and Pacey's Motel room. Audrey hops up onto the bed when Pacey comes into the room carrying the paper bag.] Audrey: Thank the sweet lord. What, did you have to manufacture your own shoddy condoms? Pacey: Heh. I love the way your mind works. But I never said that I was going out to get condoms. Audrey: Well, no. You said that you forgot something. And you said you never knew me to be unprepared, so Pacey: Perhaps I just went out because I wanted to extend to you a romantic gesture. [He pulls out a cupcake from the bag and a candle out of his pocket] Audrey: [Laughs] Aw. I didn't get you anything. [he lights the candle] What is this for again? Pacey: This is our first night together. No roommates, no back seats, no security guards. Just you and I. Audrey: Right. [Audrey blows out the candle] Pacey: Did you make a wish? Audrey: I did. Pacey: And did it have something to do with 4 walls and an Ikea catalog? Audrey: I always thought you were more of the restoration hardware type of guy. Pacey: I always knew you were a classy girl. Audrey: Mm. Well, it shows how much you know. [Scene: Outside the high school. Jen and Jack are sitting on the steps when Dawson comes up to them.] Dawson: How did I know I'd find the two of you guys here? Jack: Yeah, it's some kind of hybrid of "pathetic" and "predictable," I guess. Dawson: Heh heh heh. Jack: Ok, speaking of pathetic, I think that I'm going to go check out the, uh, football field. Run a few laps, rip out my shoulder. Catch you guys later. Jen: Bye. [Jack leaves] Dawson: So what happened today? Jen: I don't know. Dawson: Tell me anything. Jen: Ok. I got out of a cab 4 years ago, and-- and you were there, and you looked so open and innocent and happy, and I thought to myself you were the boy for me, and I kind of put-- I put everything, into that, and, you know, I don't doubt for a minute that you're the best guy I'll know, and I wish that, you know, you'd just marry me 'cause Dawson: Well, then why are you doing this, Jen? I mean, there's a reason that this worked out in the first place. There's a reason that we got together. Isn't there? Jen: Dawson, I don't think that this is just me. Dawson: It was right at the time. Jen: We needed each other. Dawson: So what just happened? Did we Jen: Yeah. Yeah, we did. [They sit together in silence, and Dawson pulls Jen over to him and she rests her head on him.] [Scene: Outside Joey and Charlie's motel room. Joey slowly pus the key in the door and opens it, and slowly enters the room. She takes her coat off, and then looks over to see that Charlie is already asleep in bed. She quietly goes over to the bed, and uncomfortably gets lies down on top of the covers. She looks over at him sleeping, and then smiles and rolls onto her side and goes to sleep.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x17 - Highway to Hell"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 518 - Cigarette Burns In this episode: While Joey finds herself growing closer to Charlie, Dawson is intrigued by a sexy critic who attends a screening of his new film. Meanwhile, Audrey and Pacey's new relationship is tested, and Jen is surprised to learn that Grams seems to be developing a new relationship of her own. Les Sheldon directed the episode written by Tom Kapinos & Jon Kasdan. Original Airdate: April 10, 2002 [Scene: Joey is alone in Dawson's room, watching the movie that Dawson and Oliver made. She wipes a tear from her eye and hits stop when the credits begin.] Joey: [Sniffles] Dawson: Is it over? Joey: Uh, yeah, 2 hours and 45 minutes later. Dawson: I know. It's the director's cut. It's way too long. It's--it-- are you crying? Joey: No. Dawson: 'Cause it looks like you might have been Joey: ok, there may have been a tear shed or something. I don't remember. Dawson: You were crying. That's a good thing, right? Joey: Not unless I was bored to tears. Dawson: See, that's just mean. Joey: I know. I'm sorry. Nothing brings out the inner bully in me quite like the sight of a nervous filmmaker. Dawson: [Laughs] Well? Joey: It's good. It's really good. Dawson: You think? Joey: Yeah, I mean, I can see something actually happening with this. Dawson: Really? Joey: Yeah. That's why I was crying. It's a pretty amazing thing to be there for the moment your best friend becomes exactly what he's dreamt about his entire life. And you know what was really surprising? Dawson: What? Joey: Charlie. Dawson: What about him? Joey: He was... shockingly good. Dawson: I know. It kills me! In real life, the guy barely passes for human, but on-screen he's got something. I don't know what it is, but it works. Joey: He's not that bad of a guy, Dawson. I know he was a jerk to Jen, but I think that was more out of fear than anything else. Underneath the hair and the attitude, I think he [Oliver comes up the stairs into Dawson's Room.] Oliver: holy smokes, leery. You work fast, don't ya? Break up with betty, and you already got veronica in your bed. Hey! How'd you like the movie? Did she like the movie? Joey: If you would let me respond, I could tell you. I thought it was excellent. Oliver: Yeah. Yeah, I know. But was there ever any doubt? But this is good news, huh? Because it's high time we screen this puppy. Dawson: Yeah, we still got a lotta work to do. Oliver: Well, then you better get to work, chief. Tomorrow's approaching awfully fast! Dawson: Excuse me? Oliver: Ooh... I forgot to tell you, didn't I? Dawson: Silly me. Silly what? Oliver: We're screening the movie tomorrow at school for cast, crew, and assorted highbrow intellectuals. Dawson: No, we're not. Oliver: See...I knew you'd have that reaction. That's why I went around you. The train has left the station. Dawson: Excuse me. [Dawson follows Oliver downstairs and Joey hits rewind and pauses the picture on Charlie] [Opening credits] [Scene: At the Film lab. Dawson and Oliver are talking about the movie, while looking at it in one of the editing programs on the computers.] Oliver: Seriously, not only is this the best movie I've ever been associated with, but this just might be the best movie ever. Dawson: Are you joking? It's-- it's way too long, it's like the English Patient without the laughs. Oliver: Dawson, you're being way too hard on yourself here. I mean, I'm the writer. I'm the one who's supposed to loathe my own work, but I don't. Actually, I think it kicks some serious donkey ass. Dawson: I'm not saying it-- never mind. I'm not saying it's terrible. I'm saying it needs a hell of a lot of work. Entire scenes need to be reshot. Oliver: Which ones? Dawson: The sex scene, for one. Oliver: Why? Dawson: From a certain angle, you can actually see Charlie in all of his...glory. Oliver: You don't say. Is it substantial? Dawson: It's enough to warrant its own credit in the main titles. Oliver: When the film's inevitably acquired by a major studio, we'll have the cash to CGI it out of there. Next? Dawson: I feel like I'm working with Gilbert Godfrey. This is...I... Oliver: you know what the real problem is, right? Dawson: [Laughs] Please, enlighten me. Oliver: You're still reeling from your breakup with Jen. Dawson: I don't think that's it, Oliver. Oliver: Come on, captain. You dated her for months. She helped you grieve. She robbed you of your precious flower, right? I mean, I don't care how cool you wanna play that off, but that means something, bucko, seriously. Do you wanna talk about it? Dawson: No. Oliver: Great. Can I ask you another question? Dawson: Sure. Oliver: Well... would it be a problem if I were to, say, ask her out? [Scene: Brecher's House. Pacey is house sitting for Brecher, and having mad sex with Audrey. We hear the clunk of Pacey falling out of bed, and we see Audrey looking over the edge of the bed at him.] Pacey: [panting] Where...on earth... did you learn how to do that? Audrey: National geographic. [Both laugh] Audrey: But most guys lose consciousness somewhere in the middle. Pacey: How many guys have you done that with? Audrey: Enough to know you've got staying power. Pacey: [Grunts as he climbs back into the bed] Audrey: [Chuckles] I'm really glad that Brecher decided to take his wife to the Caribbean, and I am really glad that they asked you to stay here while they're gone. Pacey: I'm as glad as you are. I am more glad. I am gladder. Gladdest. And I can't feel anything below my waist. Is that supposed to happen? Audrey: Give me another hour, you'll be in a coma. Pacey: How many is enough? Audrey: What you talkin' 'bout, Willis? Pacey: Oh, you know, it's nothing, just--ahem-- how many...guys... is enough to... Audrey: have I given access to my most intimate of areas? Pacey: Well, yeah. Respectfully, of course. Audrey: You're really asking me this question? Pacey: No, because it's none of my business. Forget I asked. Audrey: Mm... how many girls have you Pacey: 6. 7 including you. Audrey: Didn't take you long to think of that one. Pacey: Nope. Ha ha. Audrey: That's not...a lot. Pacey: That's not a lot compared to what? Audrey: Compared to other people. Pacey: Other people like you? Audrey: You totally are asking me that question! Pacey: I told you mine. Audrey: You don't wanna know how many men I've slept with, Pacey. Trust me. You think you do right now, but once I've told you, you'd wish I hadn't. Pacey: It's that many? Audrey: [Laughs] Let's put it this way. Have you ever heard of Emmanuelle, lady Chatterley, Madonna? Pacey: Oh, yeah. Audrey: Prudes. [Scene: Grams' House. Jen is in the kitchen leaning against the counter reading something when Dawson comes downstairs and stops for a second when he sees her.] Dawson: Hey. Jen: Oh, hi. What's going on? Dawson: Nothing. That's not true, actually. Uh... what's going on? I'm, uh... I'm nervous about the screening today. The movie's not-- it's not finished. But from the outside perspective, it looks like it's finished. But it's-- really, it-- it's not...finished. Why are you smiling? Jen: It's ok if this is weird. Dawson: Which thing? Jen: You and me. Dawson: Ah. [Laughs] Jen: I think it's ok if we don't know how to do this next part. I think it'd be odd if we did, right? Dawson: Right. Right, it's just-- no. Jen: What? Dawson: No, it just-- this is such a familiar scene, you know? You and me in here just kind of checking in with each other before we go out into the world... it was such a comfort. Jen: For me, too. I don't think that has to stop. I hope not. Dawson: Right, but... last week you were up against the counter and I was covering your face with kisses, and now... we can't do that. I mean, it's-- that's done. [She goes over and gives him a kiss on the cheek.] Jen: Who's to say what we can and can't do? [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm room. Audrey comes in while Joey is doing her make-up at her desk. Audrey goes over and talks to her.] Audrey: You saw the movie? Joey: Mm-hmm. I said that, didn't I? Didn't I just say that? Audrey: I want you to be honest with me, Joey. Friends are honest, and that's what you've got to be: Honest and unmerciful. How brilliant was I? Joey: You were horrible. Audrey: Give it to me straight. I can handle it. Joey: No. You're washed up. You're no good. Audrey: Stop sugarcoating! What is the bottom line? Joey: Audrey, you were fantastic! You're charming and funny and beautiful and sexy, and you have amazing chemistry with Charlie, who, surprisingly, is really good. Audrey: Charlie? Why are we talking about Charlie here? This is about me: My performance, my appearance, my future career. I'm a neurotic actress, for crying out loud. Have some sensitivity. Joey: Audrey, you're gonna see the movie in less than 3 hours. Stop interrogating me. Audrey: You look hot. Why do you look hot? Joey: Well, I don't know. I just Audrey: wait. Do I look hot? In the movie, I mean. Do I look hot or do I look scorching? What scene do I look best in? Is it the end? I bet it's the end, isn't it? Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Sorry. Sorry. [Sighs] Can I ask you one more question? It's not about the movie. Joey: Well, if it's about you, I got nothin' left. Audrey: No. It's about Pacey. This morning, we were talking, and he asked me how many guys I'd slept with. Joey: He did? Audrey: Yeah. Well... sort of. I don't know. It came up. Joey: Did you tell him? Audrey: No! No! Not yet! I'm debating it. What do you think I should do? Joey: I don't know. Audrey: Well, what would you do? Joey: Well, I have to say that honesty has always worked for me. Audrey: I should tell him. Joey: Hmm, but then again, the male ego is a very fragile and delicate thing, and if he's asking you the question, it's probably because he's harboring some deep insecurities, in which case, the answer would do more harm than good. Audrey: I shouldn't tell him. Joey: It depends. Audrey: On what? Joey: On how many guys you've slept with. [Scene: Inside Pacey's Car. Pacey and Audrey are driving around looking for a place to park.] Audrey: Usually, I don't like to watch the work that I've done. I feel like it interferes with my process, but I'm willing to make an exception for Dawson. You know, he's my friend. Pacey: Well, that's generous of you. Audrey: Ok. I still didn't understand why Joey got dropped off front, but I have to search for a parking space with you. Pacey: It's all part of the deal. Audrey: [Laughs] And what deal would that be? Pacey: You know, our arrangement we got goin'. Audrey: And what arrangement would that be? Pacey: Well, I mean, I understand where there's no clear definitions to the arrangement that we have, but I was thinking, actually, that we-- you know, we might want to get into that point where we start defining how it is that-- god, man, my palms are sweaty. Why is that? Audrey: 27. Pacey: Whoo! What? Audrey: 27 men. Pacey: What?! Audrey: Stop, please! [She point forward just as they crash slowly into another car. ] [Scene: Grams' House. Jen comes down the stairs going for the door as she yells up to Jack.] Jen: Jack, hurry up! I don't want to be late. [She opens the door to a tall older African American man] Jen: Hi. Clifton: Hello. Jen: Can I help you? Clifton: Jennifer. Jen. Jen: Yeah. Clifton: I'm Clifton. Jen: Clifton? Clifton: Your grandmother told me you were very beautiful, but I guess words can't quite convey a thing like that. [Jack comes down the stairs putting his coat on, and stops when he sees Clifton.] Jen: This is Clifton. Clifton: Dawson. Jack: No. It's jack, actually. Jack. Clifton: The hm! Nice to meet you. Jack: You, too. Clifton: I'm a friend of Evelyn's. She invited me to join you all this evening for the screening of Dawson Leery's film. Jen: Nice. [Grams come to join them] Grams: Ah, Mr. Smalls. I see introductions have already been made. Clifton: [Chuckles] [Grams goes up and gives Clifton a kiss, and Jen is astonished.] Grams: Get a hold of yourself, Jennifer. Jen: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. What was that that you were doing with the kissing? Why did you--young lady, do you have a boyfriend? Cliff, are you my grams' boyfriend? Grams: Jennifer, I don't think Clifton: Yes, I am. I think. Aren't I? Grams: Yes. Yes, you are. Jen: Oh, my goodness! Why-- did this just slip your mind? Is this something that you just forgot to mention to me? Jack: Should Clifton and I leave you two alone for a minute? 'Cause we can do that. Jen: Cliff, what do you do? Grams: You've got to be kidding! Clifton: I teach geometry at St. Jude's Episcopal on the east side. Jen: Are you married? Clifton: Not currently. I was. She passed away. I'm a widower. Grams: All right. Do you approve? May we leave now? Jack: Yeah. [Jack grabs Jen's coat as Grams and Clifton go outside, and he turns her towards the door and begins pushing her along] Jen: Yeah. [Scene: Dawson is in the back room of the theater, getting the tapes together when a woman comes into the room yelling on a cell phone not even seeing Dawson in the room.] Amy: Great! Terrific! You know what? As long as we're saying all the things that we never said, let me just say this: I think you are a self-serious, pseudo-intellectual ass! No. I always have. I mean, PhD. In cultural anthropology? What is that? What does that even mean? No. Don't you dare! Those CDs are mine! Hello?! Hel--god--oh! [Sighs] Dawson: You ok? Amy: Hello? Excuse me? Nosy? Dawson: I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to eavesdrop. It's just you talk rather loudly. Amy: Why are we talking? Why are we even having this conversation? Dawson: Beats me. Amy: Look, I'm sorry. You just caught me smack-dab in the middle of a very ugly breakup. Dawson: I'm sorry. Who dumped who? Amy: He's dumping me, which really infuriates me, because I can't say I even like the guy. He's an idiot. He just happens to be a very attractive idiot, which infuriates me even more, because I always thought I was above that, which I'm obviously not. Does Litvack still teach here? Dawson: Yes, he does. He's teaching a class this semester called "boobs, booze, and bllts: Style and substance in the age of the blockbuster." Amy: Oh, god. You're in the middle of that phase, aren't you? Dawson: She said condescendingly. Amy: Oh, come on. You know that phase where you've just been exposed to the very best the avant-garde has to offer, so, of course, Hollywood sucks the big one, and wouldn't it be great if we could all just run around with our little digital cameras, filming each other going to the bathroom in the name of truth and honesty? Dawson: You're a handful. Amy: That's what they tell me. Dawson: And you're quite presumptuous, too, considering you don't know anything about me. Amy: Oh, sure I do. I know everything about you. Favorite movie of the last couple years off the top of your head. Don't even think about it. Dawson: Run Lola run. Amy: Liar! That's the movie you whip out to show people how cool you are! I'm not interested in cool. I'm interested in the movie that made you cry and you have no idea why. I'm interested in the movie that you're embarrassed to tell your friends you went to go see on opening night. Want to know what mine is? Dawson: Please. Amy: Hardball. Keanu Reeves coaches this inner-city little league team and, in the process, changes their lives for the better. I lost it. I mean, I cried like a baby. I saw it in the theater 5 times. Dawson: That explains that, then. Amy: What? Dawson: Why your boyfriend dumped you. You're a sentimental drama queen with really crappy taste in movies. Amy: Wow! What is your name, little man? Dawson: Dawson. Dawson leery. Amy: Oh! [Laughs] Dawson: What? Amy: Nice to meet you, Dawson. My name is Amy Lloyd. I'm the film critic for the Boston weekly. I'm here to review your movie. [Scene: Inside the theater. Joey comes in looking around for someone, when she sees Charlie, and tries to walk past him like she didn't even notice him.] Charlie: Hey, potter. Joey: Charlie. You must have moved through the paparazzi line rather quickly. Speaking of which, where's the fiancée? Where's Gwyneth Paltrow? Out sick tonight? Charlie: [Laughs] Well, I broke up with her, you know. I met someone else. Joey: Must be quite a girl to usurp Gwyneth. Charlie: Amazing, actually. Maybe even a little bit out of my league. You know, if you insist on teasing me, I think that means you're obligated to sit next to me. Joey: I don't know. What about this mystery girl you're waiting for? Charlie: Well, hey, if she shows up, I'll just make you move. [Charlie stands up, and lets Joey get past him to the seat next to him] Joey: Thanks. You know, I saw the movie. Charlie: Yeah? Was I any good? Joey: Pretty good. Charlie: What's goin' on with you tonight? Joey: Nothing. What do you mean? Charlie: You know what I mean. Joey: Don't know what you mean. Charlie: Well, you seem kind of, I don't know, different. Joey: Different in a good way? Charlie: Yeah. Pretty good. Joey: So do you. Charlie: Yeah? Well, you know, I guess it's impossible to play the role of a sexy indie rocker 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. You know, sometimes the actual Charlie Todd rears his little, deformed head. And I know it's not as Joey: It's nice. It's nice when you're not trying so hard. Kind of like hanging out with a real person rather than a hipness quotation. Charlie: You know, contrary to popular opinion, I may not actually be the devil. Joey: [Laughs] Don't get ahead of yourself, slim. The jury's still out on that one. Charlie: Ha ha ha ha! [Scene: Outside Pacey's Car. Pacey is exchanging information with the guy in the car he just ht.] Pacey: I'm sorry I crashed into you. [Pacey goes back and gets into his car.] Audrey: [Sighs] Maybe I should have waited till you parked? Pacey: Well, not if you were going for effect. Audrey: You ok? Pacey: Yeah, I'm fine. My car's a little bruised, but I'm fine. Audrey: No. I'm talking about the sex thing. Pacey: Right. That. I remember that. Audrey: Are we, like, all right? Pacey: It's nothin'. We're fine. [Starts engine] [Scene: In the Theater. Dawson walks up to Oliver who is standing at the back of the room, looking very nervous.] Oliver: All right, captain. It's "go" time. You ready? Dawson: Why didn't you tell me you invited a critic? Oliver: I don't know. Maybe because it was supposed to be a surprise. Heh! Dawson: Have you lost your mind? Oliver, I'm the director. You have to clear stuff like that with me. Oliver: Ok, why is this a bad thing? In what universe is it even remotely a negative to have a qualified, trained professional evaluate your masterpiece? Dawson: I'm not even going to attempt to respond to that. [] Amy: Ok. What's goin' on here? You geeks planning on showing this thing, or are you just gonna act it out for us? Oliver: Dawson, this is Amy Lloyd of the Boston Weekly. Dawson: Yeah, we met. Amy: We've exchanged unpleasantries. Oliver: Look, miss Lloyd, uh, Amy. If you could just take your seat, we're still waiting for a couple VIPs to arrive, and then we'll get started. Amy: Listen, fellas, it's been a slice and all, but I don't have time for amateur hour, so give me a ring when you get your act together, ok? [] Oliver: Dawson leery, what did you do? Dawson: Told her she had crappy taste in movies. Oh! And I may have called her a drama queen. I...don't remember. Oliver: Why, oh, why did you do something like that? Is it because you hate me? Dawson: We were just having a conversation. Oliver: Nincompoop! Don't you know who Douglas Cavell is? Dawson: Who? Oliver: Exactly! And I'll tell you why you don't know. Because many moons ago, our miss Lloyd wrote somewhat unfavorably about his thesis film because he said something nasty about point break. These days, old Dougy is sitting behind the counter of the video store of his hometown of nowhere, USA. Dawson: All right, calm down. Oliver: You calm down. I'm gonna freak out. This is our future. This is our whole lives. Ha ha ha! [Clears throat] Ok, this is what you have to do. You have to go after her. You have to get her back, apologize, kiss her ass, do whatever it is you have to do, just get her back. Dawson: All right. All right, fine. What are you gonna do? Oliver: I'm gonna go ht on your ex-girlfriend. [Scene: Outside the theater. Amy is walking away when Dawson comes outside and sees her and runs after her.] Dawson: Hey. Amy: Hey. Dawson: Hey, I'm sorry, but I had no idea who you were. Amy: Oh, and if you had, you would have kissed my ass? Dawson: No, I--yeah, probably. Amy: Listen, you're a very nice kid, and I'm sorry that I was rude before, but like you said, I'm a handful, and I'm a sentimental drama queen, so I'm gonna go, and you, good luck with your flick. Dawson: Would it matter one iota if I told you I was a huge fan? Amy: Not so much, no, 'cause as a rule, film critics don't have fans. Dawson: That's not true. Roger Ebert has fans. Harry Knowles has fans. Amy: Right. So go stalk them and leave me alone. Dawson: I'd rather stalk you if it's all the same. You're a little cuter than they are. Ah, I have a smile. Ok, can I build on that? Uh...in your review of almost famous, you said it was the kind of film that reminds us why we still go to the movies. Amy: That was last fall. You remember that? Dawson: I do. It gave me chills. Amy: Me, too, when I wrote it. I've always liked that review. Dawson: It was a great review. Amy: You really like my stuff? Dawson: Every Thursday, I have this ritual. When the weekly comes out, I grab it. I head over to the coffee shop, and I sit there and I read your reviews. I'll be honest. I don't always agree with you. I mean, sometimes you really make me mad, but I always want to hear what you think, which is why the thought of you sitting and actually looking at something that I've directed scares the living daylights out of me. Amy: Why don't we do this? Why don't we head over to that coffee shop and see what's what? Who knows? You may get lucky. I'm in a strange mood. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Theater. Audrey comes in and begins looking around, when she finally sees Joey. She goes quickly over to get Joey.] Audrey: Joey, I need a pow-wow. Joey: Now? Audrey: Hello? Does the expression "bros before hos" mean anything to you? Joey: Yes, princess. [Joey gets up and follows Audrey to the back of the theater.] Audrey: Ok. So, if you happen to be talking to Pacey, and it happens to come up, I slept with 27 people. Joey: Rock and roll! Audrey: Bite me, will you? Joey: You've had sex with 27 different people? Audrey: No, not exactly. Joey: You haven't? Audrey: I may have adjusted the number slightly. A little creative math. Joey: So, you slept with more than 27 different people? Audrey: Ok, see, that's not the point. The point is that I was thinking about what you said this morning, and then I thought about what Mercedes Lowenstein used to say about these things Joey: and what did she used to say? Audrey: Well, she said that when it comes to men and sex, a slight variation on the truth is always preferable to the actual truth. Joey: Audrey, that's terrible advice. Mercedes Lowenstein is an idiot. Audrey: No. Mercedes Lowenstein is a whore. Joey: You can't do these kinds of things halfway. You have to tell him the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Audrey: So help me god? Joey: I'm serious, ok? Think about it. If you don't, if you let him believe this lie, can anything that happens between the two of you from this point on be as great as it should be? And not for him, for you. Audrey, you deserve something great here. You have to believe that. Now, go do the hard thing. Audrey: Ok. Joey: Good luck. [Joey goes back and sits next to Charlie] Charlie: Everything cool? Joey: [Sighs] Relatively speaking. Charlie: So, when's this thing gonna start, anyway? Joey: Why? You nervous? Charlie: Maybe...a little. See, this girl, this mystery girl, who's out of my league, she showed up, and she's in here right now, and I really, really want her to be impressed. And I'm just hoping that this audience-- this audience can just totally take me in, and then, maybe, she'll see me the way that I want her to see me. Joey: Well, point her out. I'll tell if you have a prayer or not. Charlie: [Laughs] Well...she's, um... she's sitting right next to me. Joey: You know, you're not nearly as cool as you think you are, Charlie Todd. Charlie: You know, all evidence to the contrary, I'm exactly as cool as I think I am. Joey: There you go. Case in point. See, guys like you walk around every day with the absolute conviction that you're the smoothest thing since butter. It's true. I find it amusing, actually. You want to know why? Charlie: Why? Joey: 'Cause in reality, everything that you're feeling and thinking at any given moment is written all over your face. Charlie: Oh, yeah? Joey: Yeah. Charlie: Ah! Ok. What's written all over my face right now? Joey: Mm, you're thinking that I'm the most attractive and formidable woman you've ever been in the same room with. Though you're terrified of rejection, you like me and you want to take me out on a proper date. Charlie: [Laughs] Nope. Joey: No? Charlie: Uh-uh. Actually, I was thinking... that I want to take you into the bathroom and do ungodly things to you. Joey: What'd you say? Charlie: Nothing. No. It was a joke. I--I was joking. Joey: I'm gonna go check on Dawson. [Joey looks angrily at him and leaves] Charlie: I just blew it, didn't I? Oh! Uhh! I am the devil. [Scene: The Theater Lobby. Jack and Pacey are getting some refreshment.] Jack: [Laughs] Well, you ready? Pacey: Hell, yeah. Jack: You sleepy? Pacey: Yeah. You see the size of the script of this monster? It's gonna take 12 of these things to keep me awake through the movie, which means I'm probably going to have to pee quite frequently, which is a great excuse to leave the theater when Charlie starts making out with Audrey. Jack: Oh ho, you really have it bad for this girl, don't you? Pacey: Yeah. Well, I don't know. Maybe. She's just not like any other girl I ever met before. And she does not care what anybody thinks, and I dig that, man. I really do. [Audrey comes up behind Pacey, and jack wants to tell him but can't]You know, she's smart, she's funny, she has no idea how beautiful she is, and she's always saying the thing you don't expect, you know? She's constantly surprising me, keeping me on my toes. Like, for instance, right now, I bet she's standing right behind me, isn't she? Jack: Yeah. Pacey: Great. Audrey: I have to be honest. I want to be honest. It's not 27. It's 57. [Pacey spits some of his drink out.] [Scene: The projection room. Jen is up there talking to Oliver, who is wringing his hands nervously.] Jen: Are you ok? You're just acting really strange. Oliver: I'm nervous. Jen: Why? About your screening? Oliver: No, no, it's not that. It's that, uh... well...ahem! Ever since you broke up with Dawson, ever since you became... [Gulps] Available... I find that I'm kind of... well, nervous around you. Jen: Oh. Gosh. Oliver: [Laughs nervously] Jen: I... I'm just gonna go ahead and say this-- that I don't think that there's a possibility of something happening between us right--ever. Um, I'm just-- I'm sorry. Oh, god. You're not saying anything. Ok. I'm gonna go. Ohh. [Jen turns to leave] Oliver: I--I know that I'm not particularly slick or, say, socially adept, and I know that I'm not the kind of guy that women look at and say, "whoa. Check him out." But I'm gonna blow your mind in a million different ways that you've never even imagined. Jen: Ok, Oliver Oliver: You know it, too, and you know that when you look at me, it'll be different, which is why you're not turning around right now... 'cause you're nervous about what you might find. Jen: [Exhales] Jeez, uh, with all due respect to your sudden, um, and plentiful, uh, enthusiasm and confidence, I am going to turn around in 3 seconds just to prove that you're wrong. 1, 2, 3. Jeez. [She turns around to find that he isn't there.] [Scene: Inside the theater lobby.. Jen comes down runs into Joey who is already there.] Joey: Is this thing gonna happen tonight? Jen: I don't know. I haven't really seen him. Joey: Should we look for him? Jen: I don't think so. Joey: I'm gonna get some air. Jen: I'm gonna go with you. Joey: Ok. [They go outside] Joey: Jen. Jen: Joey. Joey: Lindley. Jen: Potter. Joey: Would it be awkward if I were to ask you a question having to do with boys? Jen: Probably, but do you really care? Joey: No, not really. Jen: Ok. Neither do I. Joey: Ok. Um... have you ever had the experience of meeting a guy who was really good-looking and, I don't know, kind of... Jen: Charming? Joey: Yes, charming. Very, very charming, and you almost get hypnotized by how charming and good-looking he is, but when you penetrate the surface, even just a little bit, you find that he's... Jen: A moron? Joey: I was gonna say "loser." Jen: Yeah. Pretty much every single guy that I've ever dated with the exception Joey: Dawson. Jen: Yeah. [Sighs] Can I say something? Joey: Of course. Jen: My grams is dating a 60-year-old African American man whose name is Clifton smalls. Joey: What? I guess that's a good thing? Jen: It is. Actually, it's a really great thing. Do you want to know why? Joey: I guess so. Jen: It's a great thing because it means that no matter how many good-looking boys consistently disappoint us or how many times we're convinced that this universe is going to begin and end with one of these moronic losers, that someday when all of this crap is over with, there might be our very own Clifton smalls waiting for us. Joey: You have a good point. Jen: Thanks. I thought so. Joey: But that's a long time. [Scene: The Coffee House. Dawson and Amy are sitting at one of the tables talking while drinking their coffee.] Amy: Ok, so tell me, Dawson, why should I stay and see this movie of yours? Convince me. Dawson: Honestly, I have no idea why you should come see this movie. I don't even know if it's good or not. I mean, it's... Oliver loves it, but, let's face it: He might be mildly insane. My best friend Joey really liked it, but she might just be impressed that it's in focus. We worked hard on it, really hard. That much I'm sure of. Um... but other than that, I... Amy: what? Dawson: I shouldn't be telling you this, but I'm just not quite sure that it's done. I mean, all the pieces are there. All the elements are there, but it's just something about it just kinda-- it just kinda feels incomplete. Amy: Let me ask you this: What's it about? Dawson: Um, it's a love story about a girl who may or may not be a coke fiend. Amy: Not--not the story. What's it about? Like, what's it about to you? Dawson: I don't really know how to answer that question. I've had this truly bizarre, life-altering year. I-- I dropped out of USC to be with this girl who I've loved in one way or another for pretty much my whole life, and then my father died, which completely rocked my universe, and then I jumped headfirst into this really intense relationship with this other girl, and we just broke up, and--and the movie has nothing to do with any of these things, but in a way, it has to do with all of them. I feel like I put everything that I am into making this film. I'm sorry. I'm rambling. Amy: Don't be sorry. That's actually a movie I would really like to see. Dawson: Really? Amy: Yes. Anything imbued with that much passion and heartbreak sounds far more interesting than half the dreck that's currently taking up space in our nation's multiplexes. Plus, you're a fan, which satisfies my enormous ego. Shall we? Dawson: Yeah. Let's go. Amy: All right. [As they get up she notices someone] Amy: Oh, my god. Dawson: What? Amy: My boyfriend. Dawson: Where? Amy: Over there. Uh, do me a favor. Dawson: Sure. Amy: Kiss me. Dawson: What? Amy: Kiss me. Kiss me. [She pulls him in for a passionate kiss] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The coffee house. We pick up where we left off with Dawson and Amy kissing. After a bit Amy stops kissing the confused Dawson.] Amy: Did he see? Dawson: I don't know. I don't know which one he is. Amy: Oh. [Laughs] I'm really sorry, Dawson. Dawson: Why? Amy: Well, it's not even him. It just really looks like him. Same jacket, sort of. Dawson: Oh. Amy: Really sorry about that. Dawson: Don't be. Let's... go. [Scene: The Theater Lobby. Audrey is sitting on a bench, when Pacey comes up to sit down beside her.] Pacey: So I've been thinkin' Audrey: Pacey, before you say anything Pacey: could you shut up for just a second, please? I'm trying to tell you what I'm thinkin' here, and it's interesting this time. Audrey: Ok. I'm sorry. Pacey: Ok. So... I know that you've slept with other men. I knew that you had slept with other men before I started this whole pathetic inquiry. I knew that you had slept with other men before you and I started sleeping together. So, fine. You have slept with other men. I can accept that. Of course, I know deep down in my heart that you didn't enjoy it, but that's beside the point. Audrey: [Chuckles] Pacey: The point is Audrey: What's the point? Pacey: The point is that I have my fears and my insecurities, but they're mine, not yours. It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is this. Just this. Audrey: Just this. Pacey: Yes. I have totally and completely fallen for you. Mmm. You move me, Audrey. All over the place. [They Kiss] Audrey: 5. Pacey: What? Audrey: I've only slept with 5 people. Pacey: Really? Audrey: Yeah. Pacey: I mean, it's ok, 'cause, you know, Joey has told me a couple of things, and I've actually seen you with several different Audrey: All right, I may have... at times, been... somewhat of a make-out slut. I have kissed a lot of boys, and I figure that you have to. You know, that way, you sort know when you've found the right one. Pacey: I like that logic. You were testing me. You wanted to know how I'd react. Audrey: Yeah. Maybe. A little. I'm really, really sorry, Pacey. It's just I guess that I have my own fears, too, and, I don't know, I think I just... needed to hear it. Pacey: Did I pass? Audrey: Well, you aced, and you may even get a reward. Pacey: Really? Well... so long as I retain the full range of motion from the neck up, you can do whatever you like. [Scene: The sidewalk on the way to the theater. Dawson and Amy are returning to the theater talking.] Amy: I mean, why do I even care? I don't even like this guy. I can barely have a conversation with him without wanting to claw his eyes out. Dawson: You're very violent. Anybody ever told you that? Amy: Ha ha ha! Shut up. Dawson: Any relationship is not easy when you know it's not right. You know, there's a lot to be said for comfort and safety. You know, that thing of just having somebody around to come home to, to talk to, to touch. Even if it's not about that person, but having that s*ab force in your life. Amy: I guess so. Dawson: I'll give you an example: This movie, for me, it kinda held my life together at a time when I needed it most. It forced me to be brave, and it made me strong. Amy: I'm about to have an insight here. Dawson: Ok. Amy: It's not the movie you're afraid isn't complete. It's you, and you should be afraid of that because you're not complete, not yet. In fact, you may never be. But you keep looking, and you keep making movies, and you keep showing them to people, and that's what being a filmmaker is. Dawson: Good insight. Amy: I have my moments. What do you say we go watch ourselves a movie? Dawson: Ok, but what if it sucks? What if I completely wasted my time? Amy: If it sucks, I will tell you over coffee, and you might just get to make out with me again. Dawson: By the way, mine is road house... with Patrick Swayze? I've seen it, like 37 times. Every time it's on TV, I have to watch it all the way through. I own the tape. I love it. I have no idea why. Amy: Ha ha ha! That's a good one. Come on. [Scene: Inside the theater. Oliver is still standing alone at the back of the theater filled with people who are very anxious to see the move and getting a little uptight having to wait. Dawson and Amy come into the theater and stop by Oliver, and Amy goes off to get a seat.] Oliver: Oh, my gosh, you did it. You got her back. How did you get her back? Dawson: I made out with her. [Cut over to Joey who is sitting alone, and Charlie come up to get with a pitiful look on his face.] Charlie: I need a favor. Joey: Who's asking? Is it the slightly vulnerable, kind of embarrassing boy I sat down with, or is it the really obnoxious sleaze ball I walked away from? Charlie: Ok, that's fair. I deserve that. Joey: It's not an insult. It's a legitimate question. Which guy are you? I'd kinda like to know before I actually start to care. Charlie: I can't answer that. I'm just tryin' to figure it out. All I know is that when I came here tonight, you were different with me than you've ever been before. I don't know why. I don't know what I did. Joey: That wasn't you. I was... confused. Charlie: Ok, whatever. It doesn't matter. I don't even want to know. Because whatever it was, I screwed it up. I tried to be funny, and I wasn't. I mean, I was completely-- I was opposite of funny, and I think the reason that I was so completely unfunny, is because... I do wanna ask you out. Very much. Very, very much. And, you know, you-- [Chuckles] You--you make me nervous. Joey: I know I do. Charlie: I want to be that first guy, Joey. You make me want to be that guy. Joey: So what's your favor? Charlie: Ok. [Sighs] Well, I was hoping that maybe you might let me sit next to you, and then, possibly, if I just sat there, then, maybe... whatever happened to make you like me, well, maybe it could happen again. Joey: Don't get your hopes up. Charlie: [Chuckles] Too late. [Cut over to Jen and Jack, who are sitting next to Grams and Clifton. Jen watches as Oliver walks up the aisle past them with a cocky smile on his face as he looks at Jen.] Jen: Oh, my god. Jack: What? Jen: Nothing. I didn't say anything. Jack: Yeah, you did. You said, "oh, my god." Jen: Shut up. I didn't, ok? I'm just sitting here, quietly waiting for the movie to start. Jack: Ok. [Dawson walks down the Aisle and goes up onto the stage to present the movie.] Dawson: Ahem! All right. I'm sorry about the delay, folks. My sincere apologies, but I think we're ready, and we're gonna show this thing, so...here's the deal: It's too long, the music is temp, the mix is unfinished, transfer is ugly, we still don't have a title, but, uh... what you're about to see is a labor of love, and not just for Oliver and myself, but for everybody in this room who gave of their time and their energy and their talent. And, uh... we might be the only people to ever see this thing up on the screen, but it doesn't matter because it is and it always will be a snapshot of who we are at this particular moment in time. So... brace yourselves. Roll it. [The movie screen lights up, and fade to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x18 - Cigarette Burns"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 519 - 100 Light Years From Home In this episode: While Jen, Pacey, Audrey and Jack head to Audrey's parents' Florida beach house for Spring Break, Dawson and Oliver road trip to New York for a meeting with an agent. The group is impressed when MTV's Chris MacKenzie arrives to greet Audrey, but as Pacey begins to wonder about their history, Joey faces another unexpected arrival - Charlie. While the Norwegian pop band M2M performs in Florida, Dawson makes a major decision that forces him to turn the car around... and head south. Original Airdate: April 17, 2002 [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Joey turns of a video on the TV of a spring break, and Dawson is packing] Joey: Ok, so let me get this straight. Dawson: Oh, no. Why do I feel a quasi-feminist rant coming on? Joey: Shut up. So basically, spring break is hunting season, Florida is the forest, and girls are the target. Dawson: Jo, you're acting as if the girls don't have a choice in the matter. Joey: Oh, sure they do. You know, they could either hook up with the drunk jock from Arizona State or the date-rpist- in-training from the nearest community college. Or they can stay home and study, which, come to think of it, does not sound like such a bad idea. Dawson: Would you just go already? Have fun. You deserve it. Joey: Can't you just skip that big Hollywood meeting and come with us? Dawson: For the umpteenth time, it's not a big Hollywood meeting. We're simply going to New York to meet an agent who is interested in the movie. Make that the only agent who is interested in the movie. Joey: Dawson, it's huge. Everything you've worked for, everything you've ever wanted, it's happening because you made it happen. You did it and I'm very proud of you. Dawson: Well, thank you, but it's not Joey: no! I will not let another self-deprecating word come out of your mouth. You rule. You rock. You are a golden god. Now, accept it. You know who'd really get a kick out of all this? Dawson: Who? Joey: Mitch. Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, he would have. Joey: He would've. He absolutely would have. Dawson: He would have-- he would have talked my ear off about it. He would've had to know the agent. He'd have to know his client list. I'd have to-- he'd probably make me do a practice run with him. Joey: It's weird. Dawson: What's that? Joey: You've had this year, this completely awful year, and yet somehow everything worked out for the best, you know? Dawson: That's one way of looking at it. Joey: You don't think? Dawson: All I know is I came back from L.A. For a reason, a very simple, very specific reason. I feel bad, sometimes-- a lot of times, actually-- for how I made you feel after he died. Joey: I've never held it against you, not for a single second. You did what you had to do to get through it. Yeah. And... Dawson: what? Joey: I don't know. Sometimes I think it's better... when we don't get to touch our dreams. Dawson: Do you really believe that? Joey: I don't know. No. Yes. I spend half the time wondering what might have been and the other half thinking "just as well." Dawson: Do you think we'll ever get it right? Joey: Not in this lifetime. Dawson: How 'bout the next one? Joey: Or the one after that, when we're both cats. Ok, seriously... good luck. Dawson: Thank you. You, too. Have fun, ok? Remember the sun block and bring me back a souvenir. Preferably something of the, you know, "my soul mate went to Florida and all I got was this lousy t-shirt" vibe. Joey: Goodbye. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Jeep. Dawson and Oliver are driving along silently when Oliver turns to Dawson.] Are you aware that you haven't said one word in an hour and a half? Dawson: I'm listening to the radio. Oliver: I turned it off 20 minutes ago. Dawson: Oh. Oliver: So what are you thinking about? Or shall I say, "who"? Dawson: Nobody. Oliver: Ok. But if you're not gonna talk to me I may have to sing. Be my guest. [Imitating Elvis] Dawson, we're on the highway we're gonna get a little bit of Dawson: stop. Joey. What was--? I was thinking about Joey. Don't ever do that again, please. Oliver: Interesting. The doe-eyed brunette, hmm? So what's the story on that one? Dawson: It's a very long story. Oliver: Does it look like I'm going anywhere, sport? Dawson: All right. Stop me when you get confused. [Scene: A montage of scenes from Season 1 and Joey and Dawson's strange relationship brewing.] Joey: I just don't think it's a good idea for me to sleep over anymore. Dawson: Come on, you've been sleeping over since you were 7. Joey: I just think our emerging hormones are destined to alter our relationship and I'm trying to limit the fallout. Dawson: We can still remain friends despite any mounting sexual theoretics. Joey: Things change, Dawson. Evolve. [Scene: Cut to scene of Joey sitting alone one the beach. A guy crashed by her as he goes for a Frisbee. She turns as she hears Audrey screaming from behind. She turns and sees Audrey on the deck of her house, and the camera pans over to her.] Audrey: Joey! Up here! Joey! Hey! Hello! Aah! Aah! Ahh! [Pacey comes up from behind her and grabs her and pulls her into the bedroom.] Audrey: [Laughing] Audrey: Hey, scrumptious. I was kinda... in the middle... of doing something. Mmm. Pacey: My god, I love this bed. This bed is bigger than my entire room. Audrey: Yeah, plus, my parents put one of those foamy egg crates underneath, so it's super comfy. Pacey: Your parents are wonderful people. Audrey: Well, I'll tell them you said so. Pacey: You do that. Do your parents even know who I am? Audrey: Do your parents know who I am? Pacey: Nope. Audrey: Well, neither do mine. Pacey: I didn't think so. Audrey: I mean... what would I even tell them about you? Pacey: Well, you could tell them that I'm good in bed. Audrey: That would go over huge. Really, what would you tell your parents about me? Pacey: Nothing. Audrey: Right. Pacey: Right. That's right, right? Audrey: Right. Yes. Obviously. Pacey: Right, 'cause correct me if I'm wrong, but the last thing that parents want to hear about is how much premarital sex their children are having. Audrey: Yeah, especially with some guy who's not even my boyfriend. I mean, officially. Pacey: Exactly. Audrey: Exactly. [They start making out.] [Scene: Outside the patio of Audrey's place. Jack is sitting on top of the roof of the patio when Joey and Jen come out looking for him. HE is talking in his cell phone.] Jack: [on phone] I wish you would have let me know Joey: Found him! Jack: Ok. Bye. Jen: What are you doing up there? [he climbs down] Jack: Nothing. What do you want? Jen: Well, we're gonna pick rooms and we thought that we'd "rock, paper, scissors" for the waterbed suite. Jack: You know what, just-- take whatever you want. All right? I gotta go to the market and get the necessary provisions. Joey: Oh, can you get some yogurt? Jen: Yeah. Jack: Hold on, all right? I said the necessary provisions, all right? That's beer and that's jell-O. That's it. Ok. Jen: If I give you money, would you pick up some cold medicine for me, too? I sort of feel something coming on and I'd really like to nip it in the bud. Jack: Yeah, just gimme the money. [Cell phone rings] [Ring] [Joey answers her cell phone as Jack and Jen go inside] Joey: Hello. Charlie: Hello, gorgeous. Joey: So, I was beginning to worry. You haven't called for 3 hours. Charlie: Oh, so you do like my calling. Joey: What do you want, exactly? Charlie: Nothing, really. Just your address. Joey: No problem. I'm at 359 no-way-in-hell avenue on the corner of get-over-it and main. Charlie: You know, you challenge me, Joey potter. Joey: I thought we agreed to take a break from these incessant phone calls. Charlie: Look, I would be happy to stop calling. Just tell me where you are. Joey: I'm in your dreams, Charlie Todd. Charlie: See, now, wait a second. That sounded suspiciously like flirting to me. Joey: Maybe... and this is what a dial tone sounds like. [She hangs up on him] [Scene: Outside Audrey's place by her pool. Pacey, Jen, Joey and Audrey are all sitting by the pool bored out of their minds.] Pacey: So this is spring break, huh? Audrey: Yup. Pacey: You know, it's funny, it doesn't really look like the brochures. Audrey: Hey, I provided the house. You people were supposed to bring on the fun. We could order some pizzas. Jen: We could rent some movies. Pacey: We could play strip poker. All: No. Pacey: Oh, come on. It's not like I haven't seen you all naked before. Ok, ok. We'll rent movies. [Sneezes] Pacey: Bless you! Jen: Thank you. Jack: Pace. Pacey: Thank you. [A guy comes walking in their direction] Joey: Hey. Why do I know that guy? Who is he? Jen: Oh, my god! Is that Chris Hartford? Pacey: Oh, my god. The movie star I ordered from my teen bat catalog finally got here. I was so worried. [Chris walks right up to them and over to Audrey. Who looks uncomfortable] Chris: Audrey! I was hoping you'd be here. Audrey: Chris. Wow. Jack: Hey. She's hugging a movie star. It's so weird. Audrey: I'm sorry. You guys, this is my friend Chris. Chris, these are all my friends from college. Jack: Hey. Chris: Chris. Jack: Jack. We're not famous. Pacey: How do you guys know each other? Audrey: Well, we went to high school together. We went to the same school. What are you doing here? Chris: Well, MTV's sponsoring this concert at a hotel a couple blocks down. It's this new band, m2m. You guys know 'em? Jen: Yeah! Marit and Marion from Norway. Marit's favorite food is chicken noodle soup, where Marion prefers orange fanta as her drink of choice. [Chuckling] Chris: Anyways, gave me free tickets if you guys want to go. Audrey: Actually, we were just making these plans. All: [Coughing] Audrey: Or, you know, we could go to a big MTV concert, 'cause that's cool, too. Chris: Great. I'll lead the way. Jen: Is it true that you're dating Jennifer Love Hewitt? [They all walk off with him except Joey, Audrey and Pacey.] Pacey: So Audrey: Don't even bother asking, because the answer is no. Pacey: Really? Didn't make the top 5? Audrey: We were friends. God. What do I look like, the whore of Babylon? [] Don't answer that question. Go. I'm gonna wait for Joey. [Pacey goes off after them] Audrey: That's Chris. Joey: Chris as in... Audrey: The one. The one who I think of every time in your eyes comes on the radio. My perfect high school boyfriend who every other boy gets compared to, and who no ones lived up to yet. Yeah, that's him. He's here. kll me now. Joey: Why--why did you tell Pacey he's just a friend? Audrey: I had to. Pacey and I are on the cusp of figuring out our whole thing, and if he knew that Chris was the love of my young life, it would just get all kinds of confusing. Joey: But lying to him will make it all better. Audrey: Hey, mother Theresa, why don't you go take a smoke break and bring back my good friend Joey. Joey: You're right. I'm sorry. What do you need? Audrey: I need to go throw up. Joey: Oh, no. It'll be ok. Audrey: I'm gonna go change. Joey: Ok. I'll be here. [Cell phone rings and Audrey goes inside] Joey: Hello? Charlie: Joey potter. Joey: You again. Charlie: That's right. Joey: I was starting to feel like we were estranged or something. Charlie: Well, you know, I'm just doing my best to track you down. Joey: How'd you make out? Charlie: Well, not too bad, actually. Joey: Really? [Charlie walks up behind her and puts his hand on her shoulder.] Charlie: No. I'll call you right back. [Commercial Break] [Scene: In front of the bandstand in the crowd, waiting for the music to start. Pacey is by a very attractive woman who is hitting on him.] Woman: Are you sure you don't want to? Pacey: I appreciate your offer, but I'm here with somebody. Woman: I don't see her next to you right now. Pacey: Occasionally, I have to let her mingle with the people. I'm good that way. Woman: Don't leave. I'll be right back. I have to do something. [The woman walks away] Pacey: Women, right, they just will not take "no" for an answer. I mean, who does she think she is? [He turns around to see the woman is actually Marion from M2M and she is getting starting to sing for the audience.] Marion: Hello, Miami! Pacey: Oh, that's who she is. [Scene: Joey and Charlie walking to the party, and talking.] Joey: So you're a stalker now? Charlie: Uhh, stalker. Come on. That sounds so negative. I prefer to think of myself as doggedly persistent. Joey: Well, you got the dog part right. How did you even find me? Charlie: You know, that's a good question. I'm glad you asked. And I remember you couldn't get enough hey! [Scene: Cut to the party. Audrey is watching the band play alone when Chris comes walking up from behind to join her.] Chris: You look great. Audrey: Ohh! Hey. Come on now. Chris: I'm serious. I've been thinking about you a lot, Audrey. Audrey: You know what? I'm parched. Are you thirsty? Because I think I'm, like, dehydrating. Chris: I'll go get you some water. Audrey: No. No. You stay and you dance to the pretty Norwegians, and I'll be right back. [She turns and walks away, and runs into Pacey who was walking to join her.] Pacey: Hey. Audrey: Hi. Pacey: Are you ok? Audrey: I'm fine. I'M...yeah. [She walks away from him] [Scene: Joey and Charlie still walking together talking] Charlie: Next, I 411 Beverly Hills and got 10 numbers to match the last name Liddell. I go through the numbers and ask if any of these people happen to have a daughter named Audrey Liddell. One of them does. Joey: Only one? What a break. Charlie: I thought so. So I ask where I might be able to locate their daughter, explaining that I am her lab partner and that she has accidentally taken my notes. So they give me the number, and I 411 again... match up the number with the address, and here I am. Impressed? Joey: Incredibly. Especially since Audrey's parents are in Europe right now. Charlie: Ok. Pacey told me. Joey: You asked Pacey about me? After the road trip from hell? Now that's impressive. Charlie: It is? Damn it! You know, I put a lot of work into this story. You know, I even typed it up. Joey: Poor Charlie. Still haven't learned the merits of honesty. Now, if you'll excuse me. Charlie: Where are you going? Joey: As flattered as I am with the typing and all, it doesn't mean I'm gonna hang out with you. Charlie: Ugh! [Scene: The Bathroom at the MTV party. Pacey comes in to see Chris inside there washing his hands, and goes over to the sink to wash his own.] Pacey: Hey, man, thanks again for getting us in here. That was very cool of you. Chris: Oh, I'm glad you're having fun. Pacey: [Chuckles] Chris: So, do you know Audrey really well? Pacey: Yeah, you could say that. Chris: She's great, isn't she? Just funny, beautiful... Pacey: You got a question you want to ask me, or we just gonna dance around all night? Chris: Man. Damn, I'm no good at this. Pacey: So, what? You, like, you had a crush on Audrey in high school or something? Chris: We dated for 2 years. Pacey: You dated for 2 years? Well, damn. I guess that crush worked out for you, then, right? Congratulations. That's--that's great. Chris: Oh, man. I thought you knew, and here I am trying to figure out if you guys are... but it looks like you're not, so, cool. Pacey: Why cool? Chris: I don't know. I'm just remembering how much I love that girl just seeing her again. You know? Pacey: Yeah. No, of course, I understand. Uh, but, look, I'm gonna get back to it, so, see you soon. Chris: All right. [Scene: Charlie hitting on a girl at the MTV party. Joey comes walking up to join him.] Charlie: We did have this A&R guy interested in us for a while, but right now we're just, you know, trying to find our voice. Trying to take the time to develop musically. Girl: Right. Charlie: We don't want to get commercialized too quickly. [Joey joins them] Joey: He's just being modest. Charlie: Excuse me? Joey: He didn't tell you his name, did he? Charlie: Ok, look. I barely even know this girl, so if you could just, you know, go away. Joey: I don't know how many times I've told you to be honest when you're trying to pick up a girl. Don't be ashamed of your success. Girl: What success? [Joey whispers into the girls ear] Girl: Oh, wow. He grew up to be way hotter than I expected. Joey: Right? I mean, you can see it, can't you, now that I've mentioned it? Girl: No, totally. Totally. I see it. Thank god you told me, right? Like I probably would've hooked up with him, and how embarrassing would that have been? Later. Joey: Keep in touch, Hillary. [the girl leaves] Charlie: So, would you mind telling me what it was that you said to that woman to make her flee? Joey: I may have said that... you were the kid from Hanson-- the little one all grown up. Which is actually a compliment, really. I mean, they were much deeper than people realize. [Scene: Flash back scenes of several of Dawson and Joeys hard times in their relationships.] Dawson: You're just hearing what you want to hear. Joey: No. I think I'm hearing what you're afraid to tell me. Dawson: Joey, it hurts to be around you. If I see you even from across a room, it brings up a thousand memories. As long as I can remember, everything always comes back to you. No matter what was happening between us, even the thought of you was at least a constant comfort, but... [Sighs] I can't go back. It just hurts. [Sighs] [Scene: Cut to the inside of Dawson's Jeep, as he is telling the story to Oliver.] Dawson: Are you actually crying? Oliver: A little bit. Dawson: [Chuckles] Oliver: It's all very sad, very merchant ivory. How does it end? Dawson: That's the thing. It doesn't. Oliver: Ok. In your heart of hearts, how would you want it to end? Dawson: I don't know. I don't... I don't know. All I really care about is that she's happy. Oliver: Jeez Louise, you are boring. I think it should end tragically. 10 years from now, she passes you in the street. You're penniless and pathetic. And you run after her, but she just thinks you're some crazy bum. And then, just as you're crossing the street... pssshh! You get ht by a bus. Dawson: You definitely have a problem with endings. Oliver: Come on. Tell me more. I live for this junk. Dawson: All right. [Scene: The party. Joey is now alone talking to some guy who is hitting on her. Charlie comes walking up] [Crowd cheering] Guy: so, listen, next time you're in new York... give me a call, and I'll hook you up. Joey: Yeah, with what? Guy: Concert tickets, backstage passes, and maybe even a behind-the-scenes tour. Joey: Cool. Guy: Yeah. [Charlie breaks in] Charlie: Excuse me. Is, uh, this guy bothering you? Joey: No. Charlie: Well, he looks like he is. Just, you know, go away, dude. Joey: Actually, he used to be a member of Charlie: Dit dit dit dit dit. Heh heh heh. Don't say it. Don't even hint. Guy: I'm gonna go mingle. It was really nice meeting you, Joey. Joey: Nice meeting you. [the guy leaves Jen is walking up in the distance and stops when she sees the two of them talking] Joey: "Go away, dude"? Charlie: Hey, it worked, didn't it? [Joey and Charlie walks off and Jack comes running up to Jen] Jack: [Breathless] Jen, Jen. I found you. I entered us in a hotel raffle. We could win, like, 2 weeks in a Miami timeshare. Yeah! Awesome. Give me a whoo-whoo! Come on. Whoo! Whoo! Come on. Whoo! Whoo! Jen: [Coughing] Jack: Whoo. Whoo. You all right? [Scene: Later in the evening at the party still. Audrey and Pacey are having a discussion.] Audrey: I didn't mean to lie, exactly. Pacey: Of course not. You just couldn't help yourself. Audrey: I just--I didn't want to have this discussion right now. Pacey: It would not have been a discussion if you would've just told me, Audrey. Audrey: Come on. You never would've let it go that easy. You would've asked me a million questions, like you always do. Pacey: Like I always do? I always do things? Audrey: You would've wanted to know how long we dated, how many times we had sex, if he was better than you. It would've ruined our whole evening. Pacey: You're quite right. Your way of doing things is much better because we're having a great time now. Audrey: I am sorry. Ok? I messed up. [Sighs] Pacey: There's more to this whole thing, isn't there? Audrey: God! What more do you wanna know? Yes, Chris and I dated. Yes, I loved him. He was like... my Dawson. Ok? Breaking up with him was, like, the hardest thing I've ever had to do, and every once in a while, I wonder if I made the wrong decision. Is that what you wanted to hear? Pacey: Yes, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Audrey: Ugh. So... I don't--what? Are you mad at me now? Pacey: No, I'm not mad at all. Why would I be mad? Audrey: Ok. Well, you're freaking me out. Pacey: Why? This was supposed to be fun. Remember, Audrey? With no strings attached. Lying is for people who are in serious relationships, and you and I were never that serious. Audrey: No. You're absolutely right. Thanks a lot, Pacey. [She storms off] [Commercial Break] [Scene: at the beach. Joey and Pacey are sitting there talking to one another.] Pacey: Sometimes my head wants to explode but when I think about it trust me, I did the right thing. Joey: How did you manage to rationalize that one? Pacey: Just hear me out for a second. Back in the day, how would the old-school Pacey deal with a complicated love triangle? He would dive right in, get all bloodied up, and still lose the girl in the end anyway. Joey: Pacey, that's not even the same Pacey: Eh, eh, it's ok, because... I learned from it. I learned how to recognize it, and I learned how to avoid it, thereby, not making the same mistake twice. And you know what they call that, friend? They call that growth. Joey: Pace, how do you know that's even the same thing? Pacey: Because she said, "he's my Dawson." Which is, of course, my personal kryptonite. Joey: Ok, so I had a Dawson. Do you see me with him today? No. He's part of her past. Pacey: If there's anything that I've learned from history, it's that Dawson is not the past tense of a noun for you ladies. If anything, he is the past, present, and future. So, what I'm looking for is a woman who has no soul mate to speak of. No soul mate and smallish feet, that's all I want. Joey: You want Audrey. Pacey: That's not going to happen. Joey: And she wants you. If you would just open yourselves up to the possibility that you could need each other, you might actually fall in love. Pacey: Right. So, what about you? Do you actually follow your own advice, or do I have to dispense it for you? [Charlie walks past them carrying a surfboard] Joey: Him? No. That's different. I don't even like him. Pacey: No, of course not. The blushing, the flirting, the laughing, the singing Joey: Ok. Maybe I like him a little, but just in that stupid fun way. It's not like I could see us ever having a serious future. Pacey: Who said anything about a serious future? I'm talking about right now. Joey: What's the point? If I already Pacey: The point is... he came all the way here to see you. And he called me-- a rather intimidating ex-boyfriend-- to find out where you were. That takes guts. Joey: Or he could just be an idiot. Pacey: He could be. Why don't you go find out? [Scene: Cut to Flash back scenes hard times that Joey and Dawson spent together including his departure at the end of season 4] Joey: Ok. I never said it wasn't confusing. Dawson: Ok. Then tell me one thing you know. Joey: I know I wanted you there. At the end of the day when I got back to my room, I wanted you there. Dawson: Why? Joey: I don't know why. I don't know what I meant. I just know that I wanted you there. Maybe that's the ending we're supposed to have. Maybe every other attraction we feel towards each other is just fear of moving on and growing up. Is that what you really think? Dawson: [Sighs] I don't know. But I do know if I get on this plane, I'm never gonna find out. All right? 'Cause we're gonna move on, we're gonna grow up. And 4 years from now, we're gonna wake up, and we're gonna be complete strangers to each other. And the only thing that I know for sure is that I don't want that to happen. Do you? Joey: No. [Scene: Cut to the outside of Dawson's Jeep. They have stopped at a gas stations and Dawson is continuing to tell the story to Oliver who is listening intently to everything he says] Oliver: So, Dawson, you're thinking about it, aren't you? Dawson: What? Oliver: High jacking the car, going to Florida. Dawson: No. Pfft. No. No. Th-th-that'd be completely ridiculous. Oliver: Hmm? Dawson: What, are you stupid? No. It's... [Sighs] Even if I was, what's left to say at this point? Oliver: Listen, I don't know what's going through your head, man, but that story... the way you told it... well, it sounds like the sun rises and sets with this girl. Dawson: It does. Oliver: So, then why don't you hang your balls out there and tell her that? Dawson: I feel like I don't have the right. I pushed her away, and she moved on. Oliver: Well, maybe she has. But until you have that conversation, how will you ever know? Dawson: [Sighs] Uhh! What about the meeting? Oliver: Well, we'll reschedule. It happens all the time. Meetings come and go, but this... this is how you achieve true greatness, my friend. Huh? Dawson: Which way to Florida? Oliver: Great Caesar's ghost, let's go! [Scene: A montage of scenes including Joey learning to surf from Charlie. Jen sick walking through the house. Jack spiking his coffee from a hip flask. Jen joining Jack at the table outside on the porch. Dawson and Oliver driving, and sh*ts of Audrey, Pacey and Chris alone.] Joey: Don't people usually surf in the water? Charlie: Are you going to question every single thing that I say? Joey: Most likely, yes. [Charlie falls of the board on the beach, and Joey laughs] Charlie: I know, I know you think that's funny, don't you? Joey: Yeah. [Charlie chases her] Charlie: Yeah? Joey: Aah! [Scene: The table outside. Jen and Jack are sitting there drinking coffee.] Jen: Hmm? You sure partied hard last night. Jack: Hmm. Yeah. I know. I had a blast. I think. Jen: Well...you passed out, and I put you to bed. Jack: [Sighs] Yeah, well... thank you for that, Jen. Will we be arriving at a point anytime soon? Jen: I think maybe you're drinking to Jack: no, no, no, no. You're not gonna do that, all right? You're not gonna turn this into some psa on the perils of undergrad drinking. Just don't. Jen: You didn't let me finish, all right. This isn't about how much you drink. It's just that I've been watching you lately, and it seems like you're drinking to forget something. Is there anything that you wanna talk about with me? That's all I'm asking. Jack: No. I'm fine. I don't wanna talk about anything. [Jack leaves, and Jen goes inside. Joey comes in from the beach] Joey: Oh, no. Are you still sick? Jen: Don't let the wheezing and sneezing fool you. I'm fine. [Sniffles] You look all glowie. Joey: I surfed. Well, it wasn't exactly surfing, but I did manage to stay on the board for a good 5 seconds. Jen: Cool. Did Audrey teach you? Joey: No. Charlie, actually. Jen: You spent the day with Charlie? Joey: Yeah. Is that ok with you? Jen: Yeah, of course it is. I just... [Sighs] Eh, I don't know. I just don't know why you'd want to waste your time, Jo. Joey: Well... it is my time. And, anyway, he makes me laugh sometimes. Jen: Yeah. Well, that's how he reels you in. Trust me, ok? I've been there. Joey: You know what? I think I'm gonna go with my instincts on this one, but thank you. Jen: Well, Joey, what are your instincts telling you? Joey: Well, for starters, they're telling me that you're probably not the best person to advise me in this particular situation. Jen: Look, I don't want to see you get hurt by him. That's all. Joey: Come on, Jen. It's not like you've ever had my feelings in mind before. I mean, what were your instincts telling you when you slept with Dawson? Jen: Look, I knew that was going to be an issue, ok Joey: But you went ahead with it anyway, and I didn't say anything. So why don't you have the same courtesy for me right now? Jen: Ok. Fine. Fine. If he really means that much to you Joey: I don't even know what he means to me yet, but what does he mean to you? Jen: Nothing. Joey: Then why do you care so much? [Charlie comes walking up to the open door] Charlie: Um... you left your keys at the beach. Joey: Thanks. Jen: I'm gonna go back to bed. I just don't feel that good. [Jen leaves, and Joey turns to Charlie who is handing her the keys.] Joey: You know what? Can we go somewhere? Charlie: Sure. Where? Joey: Anywhere but here. [Scene: Later that night. Audrey is standing alone by her pool when Chris come walking up behind her and kisses her neck] Chris: I missed your freckles. Audrey: How did you get in here? Chris: The sniffly girl let me in. These ones right here, I love there. Audrey: Ok. I bet you that you could have any freckle you wanted in the world, Mr. Movie-star- in-training. Chris: Hey, don't say that. I know you probably think it, just don't say it, ok? Audrey: Ok. Chris: Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I followed you to Boston. Would we still be together? Audrey: I don't know. We're different people now. I'm different. Chris: You don't seem that different. Just a little sad, that's all it is. Audrey: I'll be fine. Chris: Sometimes I still wish we were in high school. Things just seemed a lot easier. Audrey: I know what you mean. [Audrey and Chris kiss, and the camera pans to Pacey who is standing inside watching them. He looks at the flowers he is holding then turns and walks away.] [Scene: ] Charlie: You know, there's a trick to this thing. I just...I can never remember what it is. Joey: I'm surprised you brought a tent. Charlie: Well, I didn't think you were gonna let me sleep with you. Joey: You're right about that one. Charlie: You look really beautiful tonight. [she looks at him. He goes to kiss her, but she turns away] Did I do something wrong? Joey: You know what? I'm sorry. I should go. Charlie: Hey, hey, hey. Wait, wait. No. No. I don't want you to go. Joey: I don't know what I'm doing here. I don't even know who you are, Charlie. And all this stuff I know for sure is all bad. Charlie: You know more than that. We had--we had an amazing day, and the only reason you're questioning all of this is because of what I did to Jen. Joey: Well, yeah, that's a big part of it. Charlie: I did a terrible thing, and I wish I had never done it, but... it doesn't define me, Joey. It's not all that I am. Come on. Haven't you ever hurt anybody? Joey: Let me help you with that tent. [She takes the tent poles from his hand] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Audrey's place. Dawson pulls up to the house, and Oliver is asleep in the passenger seat. It is night and Dawson grabs his bag and heads around the back of the house and sees Jack standing on the patio roof, very drunk looking over the pool.] [Snoring] [It is night and Dawson grabs his bag and heads around the back of the house and sees Jack standing on the patio roof, very drunk looking over the pool.] Jack: Dawson leery! Whoo! Dawson: Jack, is that you? Jack: Check me out, dude. Whoo! Dawson: Ha ha ha! Hey, man, be careful up there. Jack: Hey, look, I can fly! Dawson: Why don't you come down from there? Jack: Ok, I'll be right down. [Jack looks down at the pool, then leans forward and falls into it] Dawson: Jack! Jack! [He passes out as he hits the water and begins to slowly sink to the bottom of the pool when Dawson dives in and pulls him to safety] [Scene: Next to the pool. Jack is wrapped up in a blanket, and Dawson comes out after getting into some dry clothes and hands Jack a sweater] Dawson: Here. Put that on. Jack: I messed up, Dawson. Dawson: Don't worry about it, man. Jack: I just wish-- wish you could ever rewind your life? Dawson: [Chuckles] Pretty much all the time. Jack: I mean, just...pick it up right after graduation and just do it all over again. What would you do different? Dawson: I don't know. Why? What would you do? Jack: I thought I was doing well, you know, making new friends, trying different things, just... building this whole new life. Dawson: What's wrong with that? Jack: It just got too hard, man. It... I didn't think it was gonna be this hard. Dawson: You didn't think what would be this hard? Jack: My life... college. I'm failing out of school, man. Dawson: Seriously? Jack: Yeah. I--I gotta ace all my finals, all right? I haven't read half the stuff. It doesn't matter 'cause I'll never be able to do it. Dawson: Why? Well... don't say that. Take it one step at a time. We'll help you out in any way we can. Jack: Oh, yeah. That's a great line. Yeah, because we say it to each other all the time. "Dawson, your dad died, but you know what? "You're gonna be ok. Hey, you're gonna get through it. We're gonna help you." Dawson: Yeah. And you know what? You guys did. It made all the difference in the world. Jack: Tobey's got a new boyfriend. I called him the other day just to say hi. He seems so happy. How am I supposed to fix my life if I don't even know where I went wrong? I just want to go back. I just want to start over. Why can't I start over? Why? I just want to start over. [Dawson just watches on as Jack cries, not knowing what to do.] [Scene: outside the MTV stage. The bands are cleaning up at the end of the night and Audrey is just watching them when Pacey comes up to join her.] Pacey: Thinkin' of becoming a roadie? Audrey: I've got good upper body strength. I think I could handle it. Pacey...I have to tell you something. Pacey: You kissed Chris. Audrey: Yeah. What the hell? Pacey: I hired a couple of P.I.'s. They were tracking you, took some photos. Wasn't pretty. Audrey: Hmph, doesn't quite figure, does it? Pacey: How do you mean? Audrey: You know... spending all that time tracking me down... would kinda mean that you care. Pacey: Yeah, it would, wouldn't it? Audrey: So, do you? Because we can't keep going down this road that we've been on, and it's not that it hasn't been great, because it really has. Pacey: Audrey Audrey: No. I need to say this. Pacey: No. Can I Audrey: Will you give a girl a minute? I am not so good with this vulnerable thing, ok? Pacey, I want to be your girlfriend. Ok? Officially. And exclusively and... uncasually, and I want you to want the same thing, but if you don't Pacey: I do. I do. And I wanted to tell you that all day. Audrey: Then why didn't you? Pacey: I guess I was just waiting for my moment. Audrey: Well, how's right now for you? Pacey: Right now feels pretty good. Audrey... will you be my girlfriend? Audrey: I would love to. [They Kiss] [Scene: Audrey's kitchen in the morning. Dawson is sitting all alone at the table when Pacey comes downstairs.] Pacey: Dawson? Hey, thought that was you. How long you been here? Dawson: I...ha ha. I don't know. You don't seem that surprised to see me. Pacey: Want some coffee? I brewed it fresh. Dawson: No. Thank you. I already had some. Um, I just wanted to, um... Pacey: To find Joey. Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: Look, Dawson, if you're here because you think that you and Joey are... whatever you're thinking, this is a bad idea. Dawson: You know, pace, I'm on... no sleep and about 26 hours' worth of driving. Pacey: I'm serious. You gotta give that thing up. That thing that you guys do to each other, the heroes of bad timing. You've got to give that up. It's over. Dawson: No, it's not. Pacey: Aw, come on, Dawson. How many times are you gonna do this yourself? How many times are you gonna keep on coming back? Dawson: Until there's nothing to come back for, I guess. Pacey: Suppose I was to tell you there's nothing right now? Dawson: [Sighs] Believe me, pace, sometimes I wish that was the case. But it's not. I can feel it. I know you don't believe in any of this, and that's fine. You're the cynic. I'm the idealist. It's how we work, I guess. But when I feel something this strong pulling me... I have to act on it. It's... the only thing that I know how to do. So you gonna tell me where she is? [he pauses for a second before answering] Pacey: She's with Charlie, Dawson. [Scene: Inside Charlie's Tent. Charlie and Joey are lying there fully clothed just talking to one another] Joey: Will you hand me my socks? My feet are freezing. Charlie: Yeah. Ah, you know, it's a good thing I moved this tent indoors. You might have lost a few toes if we'd stayed on the beach. [The camera pans back enough for us to see that they actually build the tent inside Audrey's place.] Joey: Charming. So...where were we? Charlie: Seventh grade, the crimping iron incident. Joey: Ooh, that's a good one. You're gonna like this story. Charlie: [Chuckles] Joey: Oh, do you want a break? Charlie: From you, never. Joey: Hmm... you're good with the one-liners. Almost too good. Charlie: Too good? Joey: Uh-huh. Charlie: Uh-uh. You're kidding me. I have been lying here right next to you all night, and I still have not given you a proper kiss. Man, I must've lost my touch. Joey: I don't think so. You don't? [She kisses him] [Scene: the beach. Dawson stands alone at the beach just staring into the water watching the waves crash into the shore as the sun rises. Then the camera fades to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x19 - 100 Light Years from Home (100th Episode)"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 520 - Separate Ways In this episode: Pacey's surprised to learn that Brecher sold Civilization, leaving it in the hands of Alex Pearl, a businesswoman who fires Audrey and makes it clear that she's got designs on Pacey. Meanwhile, Joey and Charlie take the next step in their increasing attraction, but when Charlie turns down a unique opportunity to stay close to Joey, Joey wonders if she's gotten in over her head. Meanwhile, Dawson and Oliver have an opportunity of their own when they meet with a big time agent in New York. Original Airdate: April 24, 2002 [Scene: The halls of the Dorm rooms. Audrey is walking along and comes to the door, but before opening the door she notices a scrunchy on the door handle, stops and then turns away without going into the room. Cut to inside the room, we find Joey and Charlie sleeping in her bed, fully clothed.] Charlie: Good morning. Joey: You could say that. Charlie: How did you sleep? Joey: [Sighs] Well, between the talking in the sleep and the stealing all the covers, not too well, actually. Charlie: That drool stain on your pillow begs to differ. Joey: That's not drool! Charlie: Like a basset hound. Joey: I do not drool, and if you tell anyone I do, then I'll just mention how you moan in your sleep about your mom taking away your Barbie dolls. Charlie: Ok, I didn't Joey: Only for about 20 minutes. Charlie: Ok, in that case, I saw no drool. Joey: [Laughing] You know what my favorite thing about it is? Charlie: What? Joey: Do you know where I got that scar? [Shows him her elbow] Charlie: No. Joey: Do you know who my sixth grade teacher was? Charlie: No. Mine was Mrs. Joey: Shh! You're ruining my favorite thing. Charlie: Ok, I'm sorry. Ok, you lost me at the scar. Joey: The point is, I wasn't there for every day of your life up until now, and you weren't here every day of mine. Charlie: This is supposed to be a good thing? Joey: Living without the weight of 18 years of expectation? Yes, it's a good thing. I mean, think about it. At this point, all I really know about you and your childhood is that... you used to play with Barbie dolls. Charlie: Ok, it wasn't a doll. All right? It was m-- ok. So maybe it was. Barbie looks really hot naked. Joey: Whatever you say. Charlie: Hey, and look, there are rules about information obtained while in bed. Joey: Locked away. Charlie: Thank you. Joey: So, did you have the Malibu beach house? Because I always wanted the Malibu beach house. [Laughter and then they get into a pillow fight] [Opening Credits] [Scene: The Civilization. Audrey and Pacey come walking in ready for work, and begin to notice that no one is there.] Audrey: So you didn't read the memo? Pacey: Do I look like the kind of guy who reads memos? Audrey: It was in the envelope with our paychecks. It contained the phrase, "under new management." None of this rings any bells? Pacey: Look, I'm telling you, there is no way that Danny's gone. I talked to him right before we went on vacation, and he didn't mention anything to me about leaving. Audrey: Pacey, not to burst your boy-crush bubble, but didn't Danny always used to say that someday you'd look up and he'd be gone in search of greater culinary adventures? Pacey: Yes, but I think he would have told me first. Audrey: Well, you know what? If you'd read the memo, you'd see that day had come. Pacey: Audrey, that doesn't make any sense. Danny loves this place. He's not gonna just up and quit. Audrey: I don't think that he had any choice, Pacey. Pacey: Do you think they would fre Danny? Like, I'm going to go away on vacation for 5 days, and the guy's just gonna disappear. He's just gonna be gone. Audrey: I don't know. I don't speak corporate, but the memo sounded like some big conglomerate bought the place and wants to turn it into a chain or something. Pacey: Since when do we have an organization that communicates by memo? [Audrey picks up a memo from the counter] Audrey: Since now, apparently. "Closed for lunch, staff meeting with new manager at 3:00." Would it have klled someone to call us? Pacey: I am sure that there is a perfectly logical explanation for all of this. Audrey: Logical, yes. Good, no. [Scene: School Ground. Joey is just exiting the building after attending a class, when Charlie comes running up to her.] Charlie: Hey, you are not gonna believe the news I have. Joey: Charlie, don't they have classes at Boston bay? Charlie: Well, yeah, sure, but no one goes to 'em. Joey: Explains a lot. So let me get this straight. You were waiting out here this entire time Charlie: No, no, no, no. I was not waiting out here this entire time. Ok, well, most of the time. Anyway, what do you know about lust to love? Joey: Excuse me? Charlie: They're a band. Lust to love. They're like a Go-Gos tribute thing. Joey: There are people who actually want to relive the Go-Gos? Charlie: Yeah, sure, of course. I mean, the Go-Gos rocked, in their time, of course. Anyway, we opened up for them a couple weeks ago, and now Lloyd is dating Natasha, their drummer, and they want us to go on tour with them. Joey: A real tour? Charlie: Yes! I mean, nothing too fancy. We're just basic indie-rock, DIY thing, you know, and 10 cities in a van-- I mean, this is exactly what we've been looking for. Joey: Charlie, that's amazing! Congratulations! Charlie: Thank you. Joey: So, when do you guys go? This summer? Charlie: No. Actually, we ht the road Monday. Joey: But it's the middle of the semester. Charlie: Well, sure, yeah, but, I mean, the rest of the guys, they're not even in college, and the way I see it, I mean, I think I can put in a few incompletes, make up stuff next year, I mean, unless we ht it big. Joey: Well, it sounds like you've got it all figured out. Charlie: Almost. I think you should come with me. Joey: Charlie, you can't be serious. You're not asking me to drop out of school and go on tour with you? I mean, this is my life-- Worthington college. I love it here. Charlie: So you're saying you think I shouldn't go? Joey: No, I'm saying that I don't think that I should go. Charlie: Right. Ok, I'm sorry, all right? I know I'm not being fair. It's just that this thing between us-- we just got it started, and it took me a really long time to get you to even consider me as a prospect. I guess what I'm trying to say is just that I don't want... this to end just yet. Joey: You're not leaving right this second, are you? Charlie: No. Joey: It's not over yet. [She takes his arm and pulls him along] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is packing a bag, while Oliver is sitting on his bed waiting for him.] Dawson: All right. So, at the top, obviously, we apologize for rescheduling, and then I say we get right to talking about the movie, all right? How we made it, how much it cost Oliver: Whatever, but if you let me do most of the talking, I think you'll find the whole thing goes over much better. Dawson: Why? Oliver: Well, I don't want to hurt your feelings, Dawson, but you're a little dry. I mean, camera angle this, lighting the sht that... trust me. This is what I do. I shine in meetings. Dawson: You've had meetings? Oliver: Well, you know, practice meetings... with family members. Dawson: Great. Oliver: Would you stop worrying so much? Dawson: Oliver, how many agents did we send this movie to? Oliver: 50. Dawson: 60. How many actually answered our letter? Oliver: One, but trust me. We got no worries here. You're a terrific director, and I'm a phenomenal writer. After today, when someone asks us, do you 2 gentlemen have representation, we can say, why, yes. Yes, we do. Dawson: Plenty people are talented, Oliver. Not all of them have agents. Oliver: That's true, do you know why? Because it's all about presentation. We go in there looking like a million bucks, who's gonna turn us down? Huh? Dawson: [Sighs] I know I'm gonna regret asking this, but how exactly do I do that? Oliver: Ok. You see the movie rain man? Dawson: Yeah. Oliver: Well, remember when they're coming down the escalator in Vegas? Right? Dawson: This isn't going where I think it's going, is it? Oliver: That was a kick-ass entrance! Dawson: Oliver, no! Oliver: How great would that go over? We'd look like the ultimate team. Dawson: We're not gonna go to this meeting wearing matching suits. Oliver: How about just matching shirts, huh? [Dawson grabs his bag and walks away from him] Oliver: Come on! We'd look like Siegfried and Roy! [Scene: Audrey and Joey's Dorm. Audrey is putting on some makeup while Joey is sitting in a chair talking to her.] Audrey: Oh! So, wait a minute. Let me just get this straight. He waited for you after class, and then he asked you to go with him? Joey: Yes. Audrey: On tour? Joey: Yes. Audrey: To sing, right? Joey: No. To be his girlfriend. Audrey: Oh! Charlie? Charlie Todd? The boy who'll break your heart and then start in on your sister? Joey: Yes, the roguishly handsome bad-boy we've grown to know and love: Gone, vanished. Audrey: Elvis has left the building. Joey: Yes. Well, no, he hasn't. He's actually downstairs right now buying snacks from the vending machine. Audrey: He's here? Now? Joey: He wants to spend as much time together as possible before he leaves. Audrey: Oh, so, what's the problem? Joey: Audrey, many levels have been skipped here-- many, many levels. Audrey: Yeah, but it is kind of romantic, isn't it? I mean, this boy drives halfway across the country to sweep you off your feet, and now he wants you to join him on the open road for some great adventure? Joey: It's not romantic, Audrey. It's frightening, and it's getting worse. Audrey: How much worse? Joey: Well, when he found out I wasn't really up for the mission of madness, he started to talk about staying. I believe the word "us" may have even been used. Audrey: Oh, yikes! More levels. All right, but he's not going to, though, right? Stay, I mean. Joey: Well, no, but Audrey: So, chill out! I'm sure you're just overreacting a little. Besides, it sounds like the worst thing that could happen is that you hurt his feelings a little bit. Wow! Bonus! Who knew that Charlie Todd had any feelings? Oh, my god. I've got to go. I'm supposed to meet Pacey outside. We have to go meet the new manager of civilization. Joey: New manager? Audrey: Yeah. I'll write you a memo. [Audrey goes and opens the door to find Charlie outside it] Charlie: Hello, Audrey. Audrey: Bye, Charlie. [Charlie comes in carrying snack foods.] [Scene: The Civilization. All the employees are arriving for the big meeting. Audrey and Pacey come in and get in a spot close to the bar with the rest of the employees.] Audrey: I hope this thing is over quickly. Oh, and let me tell you something. If there's flair involved, I just want you to know I'm quitting. Did you get a hold of Danny yet? Pacey: No, I didn't, and the message on his home answering machine said something about New York for the weekend, so I don't know how long it's gonna be. Audrey: Oh, god. [Alex (played by Sherilyn Fenn) comes walking in and goes and stands in front of the bar to address everyone.] Alex: Excuse me. Excuse me. Can I get your attention, please. If everyone's here, I guess we'll get started. I'm Alex Pearl, and as I'm sure you've all heard, civilization was sold last week. Now, the old owners and the old chef have already moved on to new prospects, but they've built something here so successful that the new owners are looking to expand it into a series of restaurants. Pacey: You mean a chain. Alex: More like multiple locations with similar atmosphere and menu. Do you have a problem with that? Pacey: No, no. [Laughs] I just have a little problem with people being forced out of things that they built with their own 2 hands. Alex: Well, I can assure you that nobody walked away from this deal poverty-stricken. After all, that is why people get into the restaurant business. Pacey: Why? To make money? Alex: That's why we're all here, isn't it? Now, as manager of this location, I'll be instituting a lot of changes, not only in policy, but also in staff. Invariably, some of you will be let go. Pacey: Some of us? Alex: Yeah, I'm sorry, but have you been elected to speak for the entire staff? Pacey: Oh, no. I apologize. I didn't realize that we had to be allowed to speak. Alex: You will be, individually. Over the course of the evening, I'll be speaking with each of you about your employment prospects. Now, in the meantime, I hope that you'll take any free time that you have to familiarize yourself with our employee handbook. [Audrey turns to Pacey] Audrey: That sound you just heard? That was all the fun leaving the building, Pacey. Alex: As for those of you who will be let go, I apologize. It's nothing personal. It's just that some personalities don't mesh. That's all for now. Thank you. [Employees talking quietly] Audrey: Ok, it's official. She's the devil. Pacey: Relax, will you? We don't know how bad this is yet. Audrey: Well, you better hope it doesn't get too bad, Mr. I've-been-elected- to-speak-for-the-staff, because you didn't make the most stellar first impression. Pacey: Why don't we just get through the dinner rush, and we can compare notes later, ok? Audrey: Ok. Pacey: Ok. [Alex comes walking up to them.] Alex: Pacey? Pacey Witter? Pacey: Yeah? Alex: I'm Alex Pearl. Pacey: It's nice to meet you. Alex: Nice to meet you. I apologize if I seemed harsh back there. I would hate to seem as if I don't welcome employee feedback. As a matter of fact, you're first on my list, if you could follow me to my office. Pacey: Sure. Alex: Great. Come on. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Alex's Office. Alex and Pacey come walking into the office, and Alex goes and sits behind the desk, while Pacey takes a seat.] Alex: Smile, Pacey. It's not the end of the world. Pacey: Well, that's easy for you to say. You're not about to lose your job. Alex: You don't like authority much, do ya? Pacey: Not really, no. Alex: But you liked Danny Brecher? Pacey: Well, the man taught me everything I know. Alex: Including your attitude? Pacey: Most especially my attitude. Alex: So I've heard. Pacey: Which is why you're fring me now? Alex: Is that what you want? Pacey: No. Believe it or not, I need this job, and I want to stay. Alex: Good. Because it was my plan to promote you. I need someone with leadership abilities in the kitchen, at least until I hire someone permanent, of course. Pacey: Are you being serious? Alex: Do I look serious? Pacey: Yes, you do. Honestly, don't you think that I'm a little inexperienced for that kind of responsibility? Alex: Oh, all you have to do is maintain the status quo, Pacey. Look, if you can't handle it, there are several other people that I could ask. Pacey: No, no. I can handle it. Alex: Overconfident. I like that. Don't you think you better get to work? Pacey: Yes, absolutely. And thank you. Alex: And you're welcome. [They shake hands] Pacey: Ok. [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Charlie is sitting on the floor flipping through a magazine, while Joey is lying on her bed studying.] Charlie: You are coming to the show tonight, right? Joey: Of course. I wouldn't miss your farewell to Boston. Charlie: [Sighs] Listen. Will you stop studying for a second? Joey: Ok. Charlie: I've been thinking a lot about what happened this morning, right? And you know the part where I came and talked to you about the tour? You know, it didn't go exactly the way I planned. Joey: Yeah. It was a little awkward. Charlie: Yeah, and... and I was thinking that... you know, maybe I shouldn't go. Joey: You mean, not go on the tour? Charlie: I mean, you're right. You know, school is important, you know? Maybe it's not important to me, but, you know, in theory, school's important, you know, but it can wait. I mean, I already got one opportunity, and others are bound to happen. And until then... [He kisses her] Charlie: Look, we're gonna have a good time together. I mean, hell, we can start our own band, right? You and me. Joey: Charlie, I can't [He kisses her before she can finish] Joey: I don't think this is a good idea anymore. Charlie: Look, I know you have your doubts about me, Joey Potter. Hey, and you should! Hell, some days I have my own doubts about me, but...it's not too late for me to prove that I can be a person of substance. Joey: It's not about you proving to be an [He kisses her again before she can finish] Charlie: We are going to be great together, Joey. You and me. I know this is the right decision. We'll talk more later. [Scene: The Agent's Office. Dawson and Oliver as sitting on the couch in the reception area, waiting to meet with the Agent.] Dawson: All right, this is our last chance to go over any strategy before we get in there. Oliver: This guy's gonna keep us waiting at least another half an hour. It's a power thing. He's playing games with us. Dawson: Or he's actually busy. [The receptionist looks over at them and smiles before going back to her computer.] Oliver: Whoa. Dawson: What? Oliver: Did you see that? Dawson: What? Oliver: The receptionist. I think she just checked me out. Dawson: She's not even looking over here. Oliver: Oh, but she was. Think I should ask her out? Dawson: No. Oliver: Yeah, it's the whole long-distance thing. She lives in New York, I live in Boston. Dawson: Right. Exactly. That's it. Oliver: But, you know, if she's willing to go for it, it might work out. Ok, maybe on my way out. She looks busy now. [He goes back to his magazine] Oliver: Yes. Pulp Fiction II. [Scene: The Civilization kitchen. Pacey is preparing some foods, when Audrey comes into the kitchen, with an unhappy look on her face.] Pacey: How'd it go? Not so bad, huh? Audrey: Worse. Pacey: Oh, come on. The woman is not the devil. She's just putting up a tough front to intimidate us, trying to make us respect her. I bet 10-1 it will not last. Audrey: Ok, well, you can let me know how it all turns out, ok? Pacey: I guarantee, you'll wanna see it for yourself. Audrey: No, actually, I won't because I'm no longer an employee of civilization. Pacey: You quit? Audrey: No. Wench fired me. Pacey: She did what? Audrey: Are you gonna make me say it again? Pacey: No, no, no. I'm sorry. This is not a big deal, ok? In fact, it's an easy fix, so why don't you go home, take the night off and relax, and I will talk to her. Audrey: What good is that gonna do? Pacey: Well, it can't hurt, right? I'm willing to go out on a limb and be optimistic here and tell you that I can guarantee you will have your job back by tomorrow afternoon. Audrey: You promise? Pacey: I promise. Audrey: Ok. [Scene: Inside the Agent's Office. Dawson and Oliver are sitting down, as Andrew finishes up on a phone call.] Andrew: Yeah, so screw 'em if they can't take a joke. Sorry about that. Sorry about keeping you guys waiting all day. Andrew Waller. Dawson: Dawson leery. Don't worry about it. We're thrilled to be here. Oliver: Thirst for vengeance? You weren't responsible for that were you? Andrew: We packaged it, yes. Dawson: We were just talking about that movie on the way down, actually. That was an interesting choice to have him direct that movie. Oliver: Yeah, but that script, bazooka comics have more depth than that. Andrew: Must be the writer. Dawson: Yeah...we both are, actually, which is what kind of what makes us such a good team, 'cause Oliver, in addition to knowing what he likes, also has the ability to think big, in almost operatic terms. Andrew: And you reign him in? Dawson: Right. Yeah. As a director, I've learned that sometimes you just have to think in terms of what's logistically possible. Otherwise, you won't get anything on film. Andrew: And you did something far beyond the usual student film, and believe me, I've seen a lot of them. Dawson: Thank you. Andrew: So, what I wanted to discuss with you Oliver: Um, can I interrupt for a moment? Andrew: Sure. Oliver: Because we don't have a lot of time. Actually, we have a couple more meetings today. Mostly production companies, more on the edgier, indie side. Not that we're opposed to, you know, compromising our artistic integrity to earn a couple bucks. The point is, what is it that Hollywood is always looking for, but never seems to find enough of? Andrew: Is this a riddle or something? Dawson: Oliver Oliver: Don't worry. I got this. Young talent! Heh heh. And that, my friend, is what me and my partner are-- we are young, and we're talented. Andrew: I would agree on both counts, which is why I asked you to come meet with me. Oliver: So let's cut to the chase, shall we? Dawson: Or we could just listen to what the man has to say. Oliver: Where does that term come from, anyway? "Cut to the chase." It's a Hollywood term. No one wanted to just sit through boring hours of narrative. They wanted to get right to the exciting chase sequence. Isn't that right? Andrew: I believe it is, yeah. Oliver: Thus...cut to the chase. Dawson: Ok, that ends another fascinating edition of "anatomy of a phrase." Andrew: Is he...ok? Oliver: Depends on what you mean by that term. Andrew: I'm just sort of wondering if he's on some kind of drugs. Oliver: Ha! Dawson: No. He's just eccentric. Oliver: Mr. Waller, we don't mean to waste your time. Andrew: Well, in that case, Oliver. Dawson. Nice to meet you both. Thanks for stopping by. We'll be in touch. [He escorts them out.] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm room. Audrey is lying down on her back, on her bed, watching as Joey is pacing around the room.] Joey: I told you this was going to happen, Audrey. You said I was overreacting, but I wasn't, was I? You are still coming with me tonight, right? Make it seem less like a date? Audrey: Yeah, sure. Now that I'm fired, what else have I got to do? Joey: It's official. I'm a horrible person. Audrey: You are so not a horrible person. Joey: I am. I'm the worst kind of person because I suck these boys into my web, and then I make them give up their dreams until they're left sad and dreamless and living in Boston. Audrey: Yeah, well, what about you? What about your dreams? Joey: I have my dream. This is it. Audrey: Well, you need to dream bigger. Joey: Audrey... Audrey: Right. Ok. First of all, you need to stop it with the circles 'cause you're making me nauseous. And secondly, if you felt this strongly about it, why didn't you just tell Charlie to go on the tour? Joey: I tried. But he dropped this bmb and then left. Audrey: I suppose there was kissing involved. Joey: I suppose. Audrey: Ok. Well, I get it. Joey: Get what? Audrey: The problem. Face it, it'd be hard for any girl to look into those rock-hard abs and say, "Charlie, I'm sorry. "Think you could just get the hell out of town and never call me for the rest of my life?" Joey: Audrey, that's not it. I don't want to hurt his feelings. I mean, how do you tell someone who's obviously into you that you're not... Audrey: Into them? Joey: I'm not ready to be anyone's girlfriend, and I certainly don't want anyone to change their life for me. Audrey: You're sure that's what he's doing? Joey: He says he wants to prove to me that he can be a person of substance. Audrey: Oh. This is much worse than I'd imagined. [Audrey falls back on her bed, and Joey looks at her, then just stares off into the distance thinking] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The civilization. Alex is walking around talking to one of the waiters, and heading towards the kitchen] Alex: Apologize for the mistake and offer a dessert with our compliments. [She goes into the kitchen] Ok, what's going on in here? We've got 3 tables waiting for their food. [Pacey directs her out of the way of some of the waiters trying to get in and out of the kitchen] Pacey: This is really not a great place for you to be standing. It's kind of a high-traffic area, so if there's something I can help you with... Alex: I need to know how many lobsters we serve tonight. I think we're ordering too many from the vendor. Pacey: We are, but Danny has a deal with the guy, so it's Alex: Ah, ah. Changes, Pacey. Remember what I said about changes. Pacey: Actually, it's funny that you should mention that because there is something that I wanna discuss with you. It's regarding one of the waitresses you fired today. Alex: Yes, well, I fired a lot of waitresses today. You're gonna have to refresh my memory. Pacey: She's young and blonde and Alex: Ooh, my favorite combination. Pacey: Look, she's actually a wonderful waitress, and if you gave her a chance, I'm sure that she would Alex: Do you have some kind of special interest in her? Pacey: Well, yeah. She is my girlfriend. [One of the cooks knocks Alex into Pacey's Arms] Alex: Oh, whoa. [They uncomfortably pull apart from one another.] Alex: Um, this is not the time to talk about this. Food, customers. Pacey: Of course not. Right. Work. I understand. Alex: But if you wanna come and see me later, that'd be fine. Pacey: Sure. [Scene: The Parking Garage. Dawson and Oliver are walking back to the jeep after leaving the meeting.] Dawson: Oliver, do me a favor. Just tell me that you have no idea what you did in there, because I'm gonna look a whole lot more charitably on this whole fiasco if you just plead ignorance. Oliver: Ok, so I got a little carried away. Dawson: A little? Oliver, you're always doing this. You're always pretending that we're something we're not. What the hell's wrong with being what we are? We're amateurs. Oliver: I was just trying to keep the conversation going. I didn't want there to be any sad, terrifying silences. Dawson: Like the one that happened after you called the guy's movie a piece of crap? Oliver: Ok, I could've been more diplomatic about that. Next time, I promise the full Hollywood brown-nose treatment. Dawson: What next time? Oliver, that guy's never gonna meet with us again. Oliver: Ok, Dawson, a little perspective, please? Andrew Waller is just the tip of the iceberg. There is a whole world of agencies out there just waiting to be introduced to the blinding brilliance of Chirchick and Leery. Dawson: None of whom returned our letters or our phone calls. Oliver: Yeah, but our film kicks serious ass, and the next one's gonna be even better. We are a great team, man. We're like the Cohen brothers or the Hughes brothers or the Wachowskis. Dawson: Except we're not brothers. Oliver: Yeah, I mean, no, of course not. I've never had a brother. Dawson: We made one film together, Oliver. One film. And after today, I'm starting to think this whole partnership is just a bad idea. Oliver: What? You wanna end the partnership? Dawson: No. I just... look, I didn't walk into this meeting expecting it to be some miracle that would change my life forever, ok? But I wanted it to go better than that. Oliver: Yeah, so did I, but it didn't. You know, I figure let's just go back to making movies, and then, when we get another chance Dawson: Another ch--Oliver, this was our chance! That was our chance, and we blew it! Oliver: Ok! Excuse me for trying to be a little optimistic about our future, you know. Wait a minute. What was that you said about us not having a future? Oliver: I'm trying to be realistic here, and you're just being naive. Dawson: Naive? I'm naive? Mr. "Let's drive all the way down to Florida to fulfill my romantic destiny"? Oliver: This is different. Dawson: Yeah, you bet it is. I'm gonna take the train back. [Oliver grabs his bags and goes walking off, as Dawson can do nothing but shake his head in disbelief.] [Scene: The Bar where Charlie's band is playing. Charlie is on stage with the band performing, while Audrey and Joey are watching. They go over and sit down at a table to continue watching the show.] [Rock music plays] Joey: This is so depressing. I can't even have a fling properly. We're so young. This was supposed to be fun. It was supposed to be carefree. Audrey: And it will be as soon as you tell him how you feel. Dump him. Break his little heart. It's the only way to get that boy on the tour bus. Joey: Well, how do I go about breaking one's heart? Audrey: Oh, puh-lease. Like you've never done it before. Joey: Not intentionally. [Pacey comes up to join them.] Pacey: Hey! Audrey: Oh, hey, you made it. Pacey: Yeah, finally. Audrey: So, am I employed again, or what? Pacey: I figured the dinner rush wasn't the best time to pop the question, but I promise you, you will get your job back tomorrow. Because when I need to be, I can be very charming and persuasive. Audrey: Aw, my self-aggrandizing hero. Joey: So what's she like, your new boss? Pacey: The question isn't, what's she like? It's, what's she look like? Joey: Bit of a hottie? Audrey: As far as older women are concerned. Pacey: Not that old. Joey: How old? Audrey: She is older than us. She's, whatever. Younger than grams. [The band finishes their last song] Charlie: Thank you, everybody. Good night! Oww! [Cut back to the table] Pacey: Ok, so tell me again what exactly we're doing here. Audrey: We're lending moral support. Joey: Charlie's band's going on tour. Pacey: And so yet another sordid chapter in the love life of miss Joey Potter comes to an end. Audrey: No. She said Charlie's band is going on tour, not Charlie. Charlie, it seems, has decided to stay. Joey: For many reasons. Audrey: But mainly for Joey. It seems the boy is quite smitten. Pacey: Really? Not that I can say as I blame him. Joey: Thank you. Audrey: Oh, my god. Hey! That's it. Joey: What's it? [Joey looks at her confused] Audrey: Nothing. I got it. Just let me handle this, ok? Pacey: Handle what? [Charlie comes up and takes a seat at the table.] Charlie: So congratulate me. The deed is done. Charlie Todd is no longer a member of aggressive mediocrity. Audrey: And Audrey Liddell will no longer be made a fool of. And you call yourself my friend! Joey: I am. Audrey: Well, then, maybe you would like to explain to me why you have been sleeping with my boyfriend for the past 3 months! Pacey: What?! Joey: What?! Audrey: Hey! Silence! Nobody cares what you have to say! This is between me and bambi eyes over here! Although I'm sure that Charlie probably has an opinion on the subject! Not that you care what he thinks. Joey: I care! Charlie: Ok, look, please could somebody tell me what's going on here? Pacey: Yeah. Me, too. Audrey: Yeah, tell them, home wrecker! Tell them how you still have certain feelings for Pacey! And now that you see the 2 of us together, you realize what a fantastic male specimen he is! Joey: I wouldn't go that far, but... Audrey: Yes! Yes, you would! In fact, if you had to, you would fight me for him! Joey: I would? [Audrey gets up and hits her in the shoulder] Ow! Audrey: Slut! [They get into a fake cat fight] Joey: Hussy! Audrey: Ow! That really hurt! Joey: No duh! [Joey gets up and hits her back] Audrey: Ow! Joey: Ow! Pacey: Come on, ladies. There's plenty of me [Pacey gets up to stop them, and gets between them, but only manages to get them to ht him instead.] Pacey: Ow! Ow! Ok! Chuck, could I get a hand here? [Charlie grabs Joey from the fight, and Pacey grabs Audrey] Charlie: Hey, hey, hey! Ok, I think that one right there needs medication. Pacey: I think you'd find that they're both a little crazy. Charlie: I have to say, I really don't get you guys. What is this, some sort of elaborate private joke? Pacey: Oh, yes. It's elaborate, and it's private. It's just the joke part that I'm not too sure about. So, Lucy, Ethel... would you care to tell the young man what is going on here?! 'Cause I would, but I don't know where to start. Joey: Just go. I'm fine. Pacey: Ok. [Pacey and Audrey leave them alone] Charlie: Wow. So do you mind telling me what this is all about? Joey: No, uh... I'm just not quite sure how. Charlie: You and Pacey aren't really getting back together, are you? Joey: No, we're not. Charlie: So the purpose of this little piece of performance art was? Joey: It was... to convince you... not to stay. Charlie: Not to stay? Ok, so that would involve me leaving. Joey: You have to go on this tour. If you don't, you'll regret it, and, Charlie, if you're staying because of me... don't. Charlie: Wow. That's a hell of a lot to go through just to break up with a guy. Joey: Would you have responded to anything less? Charlie: Yeah. Probably not. Joey: Can I ask you a question? If I weren't in the picture, would you have considered, even for a second, the possibility of not going on this tour? Charlie: No. Joey: Are you starting to see my point? Charlie: You know, this doesn't... this doesn't feel too good, does it? Joey: No, but... neither does missing the greatest opportunity of your life just because some girl asked you to. Charlie: Yeah, but you didn't ask me to, did you? [He sees her lack of reaction] Yeah. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Agent's Office. Dawson is sitting at the bottom of the stairs waiting when Andrew comes walking down the stairs and sees him.] Andrew: Geez, man. What the hell are you doing here? You know what time it is? Dawson: I stopped checking my watch hours ago. Andrew: You're crazier than the other one, aren't you? Dawson: Maybe even crazier, because I've got something to say, and I'm not gonna leave until I say it. Andrew: I'm listening. Dawson: Give us another chance. Andrew: Is that it? That's what you wanted to say? You waited 5 hours to ask for another chance? Dawson: Look, I know we might not seem like we're the greatest risk right now, but that's what you do, right? You take chances on people. You bet on which ones are gonna be a success. Well, I'm telling you, bet on us. I want this like I've never wanted anything. It's been the hardest year of my life, and I've screwed a lot of things up, but I'm not gonna screw this up. Andrew: What are you? You're like 19, 20? Dawson: 19. Andrew: And life really feels this desperate? Dawson: Life is desperate. Life is chances that you never get back, which is why I've been waiting here for so long. It's why I'm not gonna leave until you at least agree to take a look at our next project. Andrew: You're not faking it, are you? The desperation, the anguish, the youthful torment? Dawson: God, I wish I was. Andrew: Well, don't. It's good stuff, all that teenage crap. It's one thing you can't fake as you get older. Very marketable, too. Dawson: So you're saying... Andrew: I'm saying send me your next project. And in the meantime, I can make a few phone calls, put some feelers out, see who I can get to look at the film. I can't promise you anything, but... Dawson: Understood. Andrew: Then I guess we have a deal. [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm room. Joey and Audrey are sleeping when they are awakened by music coming from the window.] Audrey: Um, what is that? Joey: I'm checking. Audrey: It sounds like a cat dying. Joey: I think it is music. [They both get up and walk to the window to see that Charlie is outside playing his guitar, and singing.] Audrey: Could he be any cuter? Joey: No, but he could be more in tune. Audrey: Come on. This is so romantic. It's like that movie. It's like you make him want to be a better man. Joey: Wouldn't it be better for society if I made him want to be a better guitar player? Audrey: Ok, it is official. You are the queen of negativity. There'll be a crowning ceremony later in the day. Go. Go out there. [] Joey: You're gonna wake the whole campus, you know? Charlie: Well, you know, I'm just trying to make a little money, expenses for the tour. Joey: So you're just busking for some change? Charlie: Yeah. Joey: Interesting choice of locations. Charlie: You know, I thought you might find it odd. Joey: So then you're definitely going. Charlie: On the tour? Yep. Joey: I'm glad. Charlie: I figured you would be. You know, I may never be as smart as you, but I will be a person of substance, and on that day, I just may have to come looking for you. Joey: I'd like that. Charlie: You wouldn't slam the door in my face? Joey: No. Because this has never been about you being insubstantial. It's been about you making a major decision about your life based on... Charlie: On you. Joey: I was going to say a whirlwind romance. Charlie: Yeah, but sometimes those are the best kind. Infatuation, mystery, the thrill of the chase. These are very powerful things. Joey: But they're not real, and they don't last, and you can't build your life on them. [He kisses her] Charlie: Well, I had a good time. Joey: Me, too. Charlie: So I guess this is it. I guess I'll just go, disappear into the sunset. Joey: Sunrise. [Laughing] Whatever. Joey: You take care of yourself, Charlie. Charlie: I will. [He turns and leaves as Joey watches him disappear into the distance] Charlie: Ohh. [Scene: The Civilization. Pacey is finishing cleaning up, and then goes over to Alex's Office door and knocks on it.] Alex: Yeah? Pacey: Alex, hey. I'm sorry to disturb you. Alex: Pacey, I thought everyone had gone home. Pacey: Well, everybody else did, but I was kind of hoping that you and I could finish that conversation we started earlier. Alex: Oh, remind me. What was that about again? Pacey: The girl that you fired-- Audrey? Alex: Oh, yes. I think I remember her now. Last hired, first fired. Pacey: So I guess that means the new regime governs by adage? Alex: Technique I picked up in business school. Hey, will you help me hang this up? [She hands him a framed degree.] Pacey: Of course. Alex: Actually, you know what? I shouldn't do that. Bad luck to put something on the walls before you know if you're gonna be sticking around. In this economy, everything is temporary. Pacey: Which is precisely why I would really appreciate it if you could just give Audrey one more chance. Alex: Audrey, your girlfriend. Pacey: Yes. Alex: How old are you, Pacey? Pacey: 19. Alex: You seem older. Pacey: Well, I'm not. Alex: Isn't that a little young to be settling down? Pacey: I don't know exactly how settled we are. Alex: But you are together? Pacey: Yeah, definitely. Alex: That's all I mean by settling. A shame, really. There are no adorable single men left in this town. Pacey: Guess not, but, look, about Audrey. Alex: Yeah. I think we might be able to work something out. Pacey: Great. Alex: I mean, we both want the same thing, don't we? [She kisses him] Pacey: Um... no. I don't think that we do. I'm sorry, but we must have gotten our wires crossed there somewhere. Alex: Did we? It didn't feel that way to me. Pacey: Yes, we most definitely did. Look, it's late. I think I should be going. Alex: Are you sure about that? Pacey: I think that I should leave, Alex. Alex: Your decision. [He turns and leaves] [Scene: Outside Grams' House. It is night, and Dawson is coming out of the house alone, and he closes the door and begins to walk down the sidewalk when Joey comes walking up from behind him.] Joey: Hey, not so fast, stranger. Dawson: Hey, I was just heading out to get some food. Joey: No food chez grams? Must be a sign of the apocalypse. Dawson: She's a little preoccupied. Joey: Oh, right--Mr. Smalls. Guess love does funny things to people. Dawson: Yes, it does. So what brings you around? Joey: Duh. I came by to see how your meeting went. Dawson: Right. Joey: Did it go as well as you hoped it would? Dawson: Let's just say it started out badly, but it ended well. Joey: How well? Dawson: I think I may have an agent. Joey: Nice. Better than nice. Congratulations. It's a dream come true. [She hugs him] Dawson: Almost. Joey: That food you were going to get wouldn't happen to be something in the pizza family, would it? Dawson: Vaguely. Joey: Wouldn't happen to want some company? [They start walking away from the house] Dawson: I would love some. So what happened the last couple of days? I miss anything? Joey: Um...the usual. You know, broke a few hearts, started a few barroom brawls. Dawson: The usual... Joey: Yeah, something like that. [the walk off into the distance, then fade to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x20 - Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 521 - After Hours [Scene: Brecher's Apartment. Pacey is staying here. Jack is sitting at the table studying while Pacey is walking around from one room to another.] Pacey: You're still studying? Jack: You sound surprised. Well, it's just... it's just that you half expected to see me lying on the ground with a beer bong dangling out of my throat, right? Pacey: Well, forgive the momentary lack of faith, but you were recently seen attempting flight. Jack: Yeah, well, there's nothin' like gettin' pulled out of a swimming pool face down to make a guy seriously consider changing his ways. Pacey: Yeah. Your recent exploits at spring break do qualify you for official rock bottom. Jack: Yeah. Well, now all I have to do is learn an entire semester of advanced multivariable calculus in the next 18 hours so that I can pass this exam, stay in school, and have back that elusive entity we call "a life." Pacey: Well, I'm gonna be at work all night, so you're more than welcome to stay here and study as long as you like. Jack: Nah. Thanks, but I think it's ok to get back to Grams'. She and Mr. Smalls have to be done practicing choir by now. Pacey: You don't really believe that they asked you to leave so that they could rehearse Jesus loves me in private, do you? Jack: Please, just don't try and take that--that myth away from me, all right? There are some things that, uh, we just don't need to know about. See ya. [Jack goes to leave. Opens the door] Pacey: Does being propositioned by your boss count as one of those things? Jack: Your boss? Boss that fired Audrey? Pacey: Boss that kissed me directly after I asked her to give Audrey her job back boss. Jack: Well, that's sexual harassment. Pacey: And strangely, I think that Audrey would concentrate more on the sexual and less on the harassment. Jack: I say you shouldn't tell her. Pacey: But for the fact that honesty is really the cornerstone of a healthy relationship and she kissed her ex-boyfriend at spring break and told me. Jack: Well, all right, but you weren't foolin' around with an old flame here, ok? You got kissed against your will. Pacey: This is true. Jack: Any chance this woman's gonna develop a conscience and open up to Audrey? Pacey: None. Jack: Is it gonna happen again? Pacey: Not on my watch. Jack: I don't see any reason to tell Audrey. Pacey: Except I'd feel much less guilty. Jack: Why? You didn't do anything. She's hot. Right? Come on, pace. Fess up. She's a total hottie, right? Pacey: I really don't see how that's relevant, ok? I'm a victim here. A victim of unwanted sexual advances. Jack: Pace. Pacey: Ok, perhaps not entirely unwanted. Jack: So how hot is she? [Alex walks up behind him through the open door.] Pacey: Why don't you ask her? Alex: Hi. I'm Alex. Jack: Hi. I'm, uh, I'm Jake--uh, Jack. You, my friend, are in trouble. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Brecher's Apartment. Jack has just left, and Alex looks strangely as he leaves, then turns to Pacey who is sitting at the table.] [Laughs] Pacey: I'm really flattered, Alex, but didn't anybody ever tell you that no means no? Alex: Look, Pacey, I didn't come here to... jump your bones. Pacey: You didn't? Alex: No. I came here to apologize. I hope you accept this. [] I'm really sorry about coming onto you the other night. It was a terrible thing to do. Pacey: Well, somehow, I've managed to survive. Alex: Yeah, I just got out of a doomed relationship before I moved here, and I really haven't made a lot of friends yet, and I was just feeling kind of lonely. Obviously, I completely misjudged that situation. So I feel like a fool. Pacey: Well, it's nothing worth beating yourself up over. Alex: No, it's just so embarrassing. I mean, this is exactly why I'm still single. Pacey: Why, 'cause you kiss the help? Alex: No. Because I take getting what I want for granted. Look, you have a girlfriend. I respect that. As a matter of fact, I'm hoping that she'll come back to work with us. Do you think that she might? Pacey: Yeah, well, I can certainly talk to her. Alex: Great. And listen, no matter how cute you are in your uniform, I promise from now on complete professionalism. Deal? Pacey: Yeah, I think I can work under those conditions. Heh. Heh. Alex: Wow. This is a really nice place you've got here. I mean, I must be seriously overpaying you. Pacey: No, no. It's Brecher's old apartment. I'm just squatting here until they find a new tenant to pick up her lease. Alex: Oh, I've been looking for a place. Hey, maybe I'll grab it and let you live here for a little while rent-free. We could work somethin' out. Pacey: Work something out? Alex: Oh, lighten up, Pacey. I'm talkin' about the apartment. Pacey: Of course. [Scene: The School Library. Joey is sitting in a chair studying, while Dawson sits in a chair next to her watching a movie on his laptop and listening to it through headphones. He is eating some chips that are crunching very loudly, and Joey kicks him to get his attention.] Dawson: [Whispering] Oh, sorry. Dawson: [Laughing] Joey: You're laughing again. Dawson: Oh, sorry. Sorry. It's so hard to believe that the same guy who gave us spinal tap gave us the story of us. Joey: You know, this is so unfair. I have to spend my entire night preparing for finals tomorrow while you get to watch movies. Dawson: I have finals. I'm under pressure. I've got 5 movies to get through. Joey: Sounds a lot better than a macroeconomic textbook in medieval literature. Dawson: One of the movies I have to see is playing in town. You wanna take a break? Joey: Oh, I can't, Dawson. I have major catch-up to do tonight. Dawson: See, that's what happens when you get yourself a life. Joey: You know, I remember getting straight as, and then there was this singing incident in a bar, and now here I am, several chapters behind in my reading assignment. Dawson: You're not having second thoughts about this new life, are you? Joey: Yeah. I'm never going to take a class again where they make you read Beowulf. Dawson: Right. Joey: Dawson... while I'm grateful for your company and really glad that you wanted to hang out with me and study for finals, do you think you could do it quietly? Dawson: Yeah, no problem. [He puts his headphones back on] Dawson: Ha ha ha! [Realizes that he is loud] I think I'm just gonna catch that movie now. Joey: Good idea. [Scene: Grams' house. Jack is studying at the table, when Grams comes over carrying a rather large cup of tea] Grams: I'm pulling out the big gn tonight, Jack. Gingko biloba. Stimulates the memory, improves mental acuity. Jack: I'm gonna need a lot more than herbal tea to learn this stuff. Grams: Well, natural ginkgolides and faith-- a powerful combination. Jack: Sorry, grams, but I am way beyond blind, can-do enthusiasm at this point. I'm now deep into fear and panic. Grams: Now, you've managed to adequately prepare for all your other examinations. I'm quite certain you can do the same for this one. Jack: I could fudge my way through the English lit essays. Intro to archeology is multiple-choice. But this stuff, I mean, multivariable calculus. You either know it or you don't, and I definitely don't know it. Grams: Well, perhaps you should enlist some help from one of your classmates. Jack: Heh. Perhaps I don't know any of my classmates because perhaps I haven't even been to class. Perhaps that's why I don't even have the notes I need to understand the textbooks. Grams: Oh, dear boy. I know it seems all hope is lost, but remember Jack: I love you, grams, but please don't launch into a speech about Daniel in the lion's den right now. Grams: A little David and goliath? Jack: Mm-mmm. Grams: Need some new material, eh? Jack: Yeah, you do. Mm. Can I have the ginky, please? Grams: To hell with herbal tea. You need coffee, and a lot of it. Now ht those books. One way or another, we're gonna get you through this. [Scene: The movie theater. Dawson is just getting out after watching his movie, when he hears a familiar voice behind him. He turns to see Amy Lloyd the film critic who he met during the showing of his and Oliver's movie.] Amy: Of all the movie joints in all the towns in all the world... Dawson: Sex, lies, and videotape is 14 years old. You're a little late for your review. Amy: I'm not here for work. Dawson: Pleasure? Amy: No, a date. Dawson: Not one and the same? Amy: Not so much. Dawson: Where is he? Amy: Probably still in storytelling with the rest of the freaks. Let's get out of here before he comes out. You seen it? [The begin walking away from the theater] Amy: Storytelling? Dawson: No interest. So, you just went and saw a different movie? Amy: I left him in there, actually. Dawson: Why? Amy: What kind of a man sucks a Jordan almond? Dawson: Ha ha. You're telling me you walked out on a date because you didn't like the way the guy ate his candy? Amy: You didn't hear the noise he was making. Oh, and when we parked, car cover. Dawson: Have I ever told you you're a very critical person? Amy: Thank you. We all have our gifts, and some of us have figured out how to scam a living out of 'em. Dawson: I'm very well aware of how you make a living. Let's see, how was it? "Despite a truly inspired ending "which should garner him some attention, "Mr. Leery's first effort "is at times imitative, derivative, and full of unexplored potential." Amy: That's not a slam. Hey, you didn't expect me to go easy on you just because we kissed, did you? Dawson: I'm surprised you didn't critique the kiss. Amy: Who says I didn't? Dawson: [Chuckles] Amy: I like your work, Dawson, more than you know. So, what about you? Tested the dating waters of insanity? Dawson: No. No, I'm just here studying for finals, doing research for a paper on first-time directors. Amy: Smart boy. Hey, you want to see one of my favorite films by a new director? Dawson: Now? Amy: Sure. It's too early to go to bed. We could go back to my place. Dawson: How do you know I'm not a Jordan almond-sucker? Amy: Oh, I know. Anyway, all I keep in my house are junior mints. Dawson: In the freezer? Amy: Where else? [Scene: The Civilization kitchen. Pacey is working at preparing some food while Audrey is standing next to him talking] Audrey: So she wants me to come back? Pacey: I told you I'd get you your job back. Can I deliver or what? Audrey: She just changed her mind? Pacey: Alex came to me this afternoon and told me to tell you that you have your job back. So, you see? She's not the wench that you think she is. Audrey: Oh, pfft, I know exactly who she is, and she knows exactly who I am. Believe me, women speak a shorthand with each other. Pacey: Well, not to knock the estrogenic Morse code, but I think you might've misjudged her a little bit. Audrey: Oh, have I? And what reason did she give for suddenly changing her mind? Pacey: Look, does it really matter? Audrey: Humor me. Pacey: Because she was being nice. Audrey: Why? Pacey: Because she's a nice person. Audrey: Bull. Pacey: And because I asked her, ok? Audrey: Oh, ok. So she was being nice to you. Pacey: What do you care? You got your job back. So, if you could just go put on your uniform, then we can resume our usual inappropriate work banter, ok? Audrey: I think she wants you. Pacey: Come on. Audrey: I have seen the way that she looks at you. This woman would only be nice if it served her. Pacey: Alex told me that she realized what a wonderful waitress you are and she just didn't want the restaurant to lose you, ok? Audrey: Has she ht on you? Pacey: No. Audrey: I am a terrible waitress, and everyone knows it. Pacey: That's not true. You've been getting much better lately. Audrey: Oh, please. I would've been out of here on day one if it wasn't for my boobs. Pacey: Don't sell yourself short like that [Audrey puts two fingers against the side of Pacey's throat] Pacey: Whoa, whoa. Audrey: Did she ht on you? Pacey: No, and now you're being kind of ridiculous. Audrey: Your pulse jumped. Pacey: Because you're making me nervous. Audrey: Your pulse is racing. You are afraid of something. Pacey: You have your fingers to my jugular! I'm afraid of dying! [Alex comes walking up behind them] Alex: Look, I'm willing to bend the rules on inter-office relationships, but could you please try to keep it private? Pacey: Yes, I think we can probably do that, right, honey? Audrey: Sure. Pacey: Well, I'm so glad to have you back, Audrey. Really, you're a vital part of our serving team. Audrey: Thanks. Pacey: [Snaps fingers] You see? Audrey: Completely. Having me back is the last thing that woman wants. Pacey: Then why would she say it?! Audrey: 'Cause she knows that there is no way in hell that I ever would. Pacey: Ohh. What is it that I'm missing here? Audrey: Everything! God, I am quitting! [Scene: Amy's Apartment. They are in the living room, and Dawson is sitting on the floor while Amy is going through a rather large pile of VHS tapes.] Dawson: I like your place. It's very Bridget-Jones- meets-film-geek. Amy: Some girls collect shoes. I pretty much keep Amazon in business. Been that way since I was a kid. Oh, now here is a truly great film. Dawson: Traffic? Yeah, yeah. Amy: Hey, Soderbergh finally found his voice. Dawson: You prefer a long, self-important Hollywood movie over a unique independent first film? Amy: Sex, lies, and videotape is basically just a throwback to all those wonderful old classics where all people do is talk, and whenever anything takes place that you really want to see, he has the camera cut away. It takes a while for young filmmakers to figure out what they want to say. Dawson: [Laughs] That's a pretty broad generalization. Amy: Name a truly original movie by a first-time director. Dawson: Reservoir Dogs, les Mistons, Strictly Ballroom, Diner, Maltese Falcon, Body Heat, Clerks, Ordinary People, Say Anything. What? What are you looking at? Amy: You. Dawson: I've been pretty engulfed in my studies lately. Amy: Don't tell me. The thesis for your final paper: "Soderbergh's first film shows us "how subtly provocative the movies can be, that just talk can be an erogenous zone." Dawson: You don't agree? Amy: I suppose it depends who you're talking to. [Amy leans in and begins kissing him] Dawson: I thought we were gonna watch a movie. Amy: You know what? Change of plan. [They begin making out.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Amy's Living room. Dawson and Amy are lying on the floor wrapped in only a blanket.] Dawson: Wow. That happened. Amy: Yeah, it did. Dawson: I just realized something. Amy: Hmm? Dawson: This whole business of people asking each other how it was afterwards comes from movies. Amy: Sure, it's an expositional device needed because of the cutaway. Dawson: There's no cutaway in real life. Amy: No audience to spoon-feed something they weren't allowed to see. Dawson: I like that. Amy: Me, too. [Dawson picks up one of the tapes near him.] Dawson: The Marjorie game, directed by Amy Lloyd in completion of the BFA in filmmaking. Amy: Give me that. Dawson: Heh. You were a filmmaking major? Amy: Yeah, amazing, isn't it? Dawson: I totally had you pegged as a critical studies major. Amy: Well, you learn something new every day. Now give me the tape. Dawson: No, we're poppin' this in the VCR. Amy: No, no. Dawson: Come on. I showed you mine, and I should get to see yours. Amy: No way. Dawson, I'm serious. Dawson: I can see that. Amy: [Sighs] [Scene: The school library. Joey is trying to study, when Audrey comes in and plops down into the chair Dawson was sitting in earlier in the day.] Audrey: Boys suck. Joey: So does taking classes over in summer school. But you are my roommate, and I am legally required to be here for you, so... do tell. In precisely what way doth a male suckage occur? Audrey: What? Joey: Beowulf overdose. Audrey: I think he could be cheating on me. Joey: Who? Audrey: Carlos, the dorm security guard. Who do you think? Pacey. Joey: [Laughs] Pacey doesn't cheat. Audrey: Oh, yeah? Get this. So he asks Mrs. Robinson to give me my job back, and she agrees. Joey: And from that you deduce that he's having an affair with her? Audrey: She's the affair type. Those Donna Karan business suits don't fool me. She is a femme fatale with an MBA in how to take your man away. Joey: Audrey, if she wants your boyfriend, why would she offer to keep you around? Audrey: To keep him happy. To keep him off-guard. It's all part of her crafty little plan. Have you ever heard of the expression, "keep your enemies close"? Joey: Have you ever heard the expression, "you need to be medicated"? Audrey: He is covering something, Joey. I know he is, ok? I don't know exactly what, but I can tell from his behavior that he's keeping something from me. Joey: Maybe it's a family thing, or maybe he's having a problem with someone he's supervising. Not everything is about you, Audrey. Audrey: Well, most everything is. Joey: Ok, um, well, maybe he's planning a surprise for you, or getting you a present. Audrey: [Sighs] Well, I do have a birthday coming up. Ok. Maybe you're right. Maybe he's just planning a surprise or something. Joey: There you go. Audrey: Earrings would be nice. You know, like, hoops. Rhinestone. Turquoise. Match my ring. Joey: Audrey, don't you have finals to study for? Audrey: Oh, yeah, those are coming up soon, right? Joey: Audrey. Audrey: You know I just do that to annoy you. You're so cute when you worry about me, bunny. Joey: Books. Audrey: I'm getting them. [Scene: The Civilizations. Pacey is finishing cleaning up in the kitchen and comes out to see Alex alone sitting at the bar doing paperwork. It is the end of the day and no one else is in the restaurant] Pacey: And now it's Witter time. Alex: Good night. Pacey: Right back at you. Are you gonna be here for a while? Alex: Sorry? Pacey: Well, it's gettin' kind of late, you know? Alex: Oh. I have to get all this work finished and sent off to management by tomorrow. [Sighs] Thank god I'm a night owl. Pacey: Well, aren't we all? Alex: Mm-hmm. Pacey: You know, if you want to be here, there's a ton of stuff I could do in the kitchen. Alex: Oh, no, no. Go home. Go be with your Audrey. Pacey: You sure you'll be all right? Alex: I'm a big girl, Pacey. Pacey: So I noticed. Alex: Heh heh. I'm staying in a little place around the corner. When I'm finished, I'm just gonna walk there. Pacey: Yeah, I know this seems like a real hip, artsy neighborhood during the day, but it's not the same thing at night, so maybe you should go now. Alex: Um, I can take care of myself. Us girls are stronger than you think. Pacey: Which is exactly what my friend Joey said right before she met up with a 9-millimeter just down the street. Alex: Well, I can't leave right now. I'd have to carry these books. Pacey: But you can leave right now because I'll carry them for you. Alex: Hmm. You really are a find, aren't you? Pacey: Oh, yeah, that's what all the girls say right before they see my socks. Alex: Heh. Ha ha. Maybe what you need is a girl who knows how to take care of you. Pacey: And maybe you just need to let a guy walk you home. Alex: [Sighs] Who am I to argue with a chivalrous gentleman at this hour? Pacey: Ok. [Scene: The frat house. There is a party going on when Jack comes in carrying a book bag on his shoulder. Get sees several of the members standing at the base of the stairs.] [Alternative rock music playing] Jack: Polar bear. Polar Bear: Jack, what are you doing here? Jack: I was kind of hoping you guys could help me out. Polar Bear: You really shouldn't be here, man. Here's a margarita. You really gotta get going. Jack: I don't need a drink right now, all right? [Blossom comes down the stairs.] Blossom: Jack McPhee turnin' down alcohol. You live long enough, I guess you see everything, huh? Jack: Look, guys, I need to get into the notes and test files for a calculus class. Blossom: Notes and tests? Notes and tests, um, I don't know what you're talkin' about, Jack. Jack: Come on, blossom. I know sigma has a whole file on old class notes and exams from way back. Blossom: What? I've never heard of anything like that. Has anyone here ever heard of anything like that? Must be just a rumor. Anyways, if something like that were to exist, obviously it would be completely off limits to, uh, non-brothers. [Eric walks up from behind the group to hear what is going on] Jack: Look, I know we've had our differences, all right? But I'm really trying to clean up my act here, so I'm asking you, as someone who used to hang out with you guys, can you do me a favor? Blossom: Sorry, but there's just really nothing the brotherhood can do for you. Later, McPhee. Jack: You know, if you want to be a jerk because it's in your nature, fine, but don't stand here and hide behind the bonds of brotherhood. There's a whole world out there full of people who actually do give a crap about other people as individuals, and sooner or later, you're gonna have to stop hiding out at this house and join that world, blossom. Blossom: [Laughs] Get a load of earnest McPhee. You know, you just really need a drink. Jack: What I need is help. [Jack looks at each of them then turns and leaves] [Scene: Amy's apartment. Dawson is wrapped in a blanket, and goes to the door to get the food that they ordered from the delivery guy] Dawson: Thanks. [He brings the food over to the table in the living room, and they sit on the floor and eat]] Amy: Look at you, all Harrison ford in working girl. Dawson: I'd rather be him in raiders. Amy: Cuter in the former. Dawson: Cooler in the latter. This is yours. So... what is it about your movie that you don't want me to see? Amy: It's just too personal. Dawson: I'll admit that my experience in this area is limited, but, uh, haven't we already kinda crossed the personal barrier? Amy: Ok, you want the truth-- the no-holds-barred, ugly truth? Dawson: Please. Amy: The movie stinks. Dawson: That's it? Amy: Yeah, not in a common way. I mean, this baby is an extraordinary masterwork of stinkage. I mean, it's amazing we can even tolerate being in the same room with the videotape of it. Dawson: You don't think you're bein' a little hard on yourself? Amy: Oh, no. Dawson: 'Cause I've read your reviews. You can be rather relentless. Amy: I wasn't alone in my particular opinion. Dawson: So, what, you just never wanted to make another one? Amy: Dawson, I love movies. I started faking sick in the third grade just so that I could stay home and watch them... Dawson: I started in the fifth. Amy: And now I'm a grownup who gets paid to watch them all day long. Dawson: That sounds great, but you never answered my question. I mean, have you ever wanted to make another film? Amy: The first one was such a disaster. Why would I want to do it again? Dawson: A very attractive girl once told me that it takes a while for young filmmakers to figure out what they wanna say. Amy: What am I gonna do? Quit my job and use my credit cards to finance a movie now? Dawson: You wouldn't be the first. Amy: I'm not sure I have the same raw talent that you have, Dawson. Dawson: How would you know? Amy: Filmmaking was something I loved, but I was given chance to do this job, and it turns out that I'm pretty damn great at it, and that makes me happy. So I left filmmaking behind, and I moved on with my life. Sometimes you just have to let things go like that. Dawson: It sounds very smart and practical. Amy: And a little sad. Dawson: A little. [Scene: Along the street outside. Pacey is walking Audrey home from the restaurant, carrying a rather large number of books.] Alex: Are you sure those aren't too heavy? Pacey: What, the encyclopedia of civilization collection? No, I'll be fine. Alex: Did you know we have letters in there about the foie gras? Stop the suffering. I mean, what's wrong with people? Pacey: I don't know. There's a lot of crazies in the world, I guess. Alex: Well, I guess you never know what you're dealing with. This is me. Pacey: So this is it, huh? Alex: Mm-hmm. Pacey: I heard they have theme rooms in this place. Alex: It's true. I'm in the Santa Fe suite. Me and Theo. Pacey: Theo? Alex: [Laughs] He's the bull's head on the wall. I've named him Theo. Pacey: You really need to get your own place. Alex: You're telling me. Pacey: You should seriously consider taking over my apartment. Alex: Ok, I will. Pacey: If you wanna come by and look at it again, just, you know, you can bring Theo for a second opinion if you need him. Alex: [Laughs] You sure about that? Pacey: Yeah, of course. Alex: Thanks, Pacey. It's nice to have you as a friend. Pacey: Ok, well. [He gives her a very big and long lasting hug] I guess I should be going, Alex. Alex: Yeah, I guess so. [he hands her the books] Pacey: Ah. Heh. Ok. Good night. Alex: Good night, Pacey. [Ambient street noise] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The school library. Audrey is still sitting and trying to decide what exactly that Pacey must be planning for her. While Joey is still trying to study] Audrey: Maybe he's planning a little surprise trip for the two of us. Joey: Audrey. Audrey: You know, like, a spa or something? Ooh, a massage would be nice. God, sitting on these chairs is mrder on my butt. [Joey slams her book shut, and everyone around turns and looks at her.] Joey: Cramming boring, dreary, medieval fairy tales and the inner workings of the fed is hard enough without having to hear a diatribe about your ass. So unless you wanna come visit me at Worchester trade school next year, I suggest you go find your boyfriend and drive him crazy. [Audrey notices everyone staring] Audrey: Finals. Pressure. Pup tent with a boy when she should have been studying. Joey: Audrey. You need to go now. Audrey: I think I'm gonna go see Pacey. Joey: Good idea. [Audrey leaves, but is replaced 2 seconds later, by a frantic Jack] Jack: Please tell me you know something about multivariable calculus. [Scene: Amy's bedroom. Amy and Dawson are lying under the covers in her bedroom, and talking.] Dawson: I can honestly say I've never had a date like this before. Amy: Me, neither. Dawson: Can I ask you a question? Amy: You just did, but feel free to ask another one. Dawson: What makes a girl decide to spend the night with a guy she hardly knows? Amy: The same things that make a guy want to. Of course, with girls, the deciding factor is usually the shoes. Dawson: You decided to sleep with me because of my sketchers? Amy: Yeah, I could tell you were ok. Safe. Genuine. A kindred spirit. Dawson: And Mr. Car cover? Amy: Loafers. Dawson: Interesting. Amy: See, maybe the problem with your girlfriend was just that she didn't appreciate quality footwear. Does breaking up bite or what? Dawson: You know what? It wasn't that bad, actually. We're still great friends. Amy: You're friends? Dawson: Pretty much the same as before. Amy: I threw a cuisinart at my boyfriend when we broke up. Dawson: I'm not so much the appliance thrower. Amy: Come on. You've never had any knock-down, drag-out fights? Dawson: No. Amy: It doesn't sound like there was all that much there with this girl. Dawson: What, just 'cause I don't believe in fighting? Amy: You are a passionate guy, Mr. Leary. The secret is out, and someday, you are gonna meet someone who drives you absolutely mad, who you are gonna fight with and laugh with and do totally insane things for. Someone who turns your life wildly upside down. Dawson: [Sighs] I think I've already met that person. Amy: Really? Why aren't you with her? Dawson: Bad timing... I suppose. Oh, I had a chance a while back, and I blew it, and then she just kinda, I guess, felt the same way you did about your life and moved on. Amy: How do you know that? Dawson: She spent the night with another guy. Amy: [Laughs] Dawson: What? Amy: Nothing. Dawson: Well, why are you laughing at me? Amy: It's funny. I mean, you're so convinced that she's moved on because, why, she's with another guy? Dawson: Yeah. Amy: Well... you're spending the night with me. Does that mean that you've moved on? [Scene: Grams' House. Jack comes into the house, with a very dejected look on his face, when grams comes out to meet him.] Grams: Oh, Jack. Where have you been? Jack: Oh, the Worthington library. It turns out this stuff is even beyond the academic ability of Joey potter. I'm telling you, if that isn't a sign to throw in the towel, I don't know what is. Grams: We have been waiting for you. Jack: "We"? [He hears Eric's voice from the next room] Eric: Hey, man. Jack: What the hell's he doin' here? What do you want? Eric: Well, I heard you needed some help. [Scene: Pacey's place. Pacey is taking a shower, when he hears the doorbell. He quickly gets out of the shower and puts some sweats on to answer the door.] [Doorbell buzzes] Pacey: Just a second. [He opens the door to see Alex.] Alex: Hey, I know it's late, but sitting around my room made me realize that you are completely right. Pacey: About what? Alex: Well, I do need a place of my own, so I decided to take you up on your offer. Pacey: And which offer would that be? Alex: To check out your apartment. Pacey: Alex, it's nearly 2:00 in the morning. Alex: Yeah, but, I mean, you said you were a night owl like I am, and you walked me home, like, an hour ago. I just figured... what? Oh, my god. I'm sorry. Pacey: It's ok. Alex: No, you know what? It's not ok. I misjudged this whole thing again. I'm--I'm--I'm just, I'm leaving. I feel terrible. Pacey: There's nothing for you to feel terrible about. Alex: Yes, there is. Ok, here, you have this life, this great wonderful life, and I keep imposing myself on it. Pacey: You are not imposing. Alex: I know that I am. Pacey: You are not, ok? It's fine. Please. Come in. Take a look around. It's fine. Alex: No, I couldn't. Pacey: You can, and let me get you a glass of something. All I really have is water and O.J., So I hope that's all right. Alex: Well, what about the champagne? I mean, if you want to. Pacey: Sure. I guess a little champagne between colleagues never hurt. Alex: You know, Pacey Witter, you are such a doll. I have so much respect for you having the strength not to act on this thing. Pacey: And what thing would that be? Alex: You know, the thing. This heat. I felt it tonight when you hugged me. I felt it that time when we kissed. [Audrey had walked up to the open door, and has heard all she needed to hear] Audrey: [Audrey clears throat] You might wanna shut the door, Pacey. It'll keep the heat in. [Audrey storms off and Pacey runs after her] Pacey: Audrey. Audrey! Audrey, stop! Let me explain! Audrey: I don't wanna hear any more of your explanations. It's all very clear to me now. Pacey: She just dropped by. Audrey: Oh, yeah, and you were trying so hard to get her to leave, weren't you? Pacey: It is not what it looks like, all right? Audrey: Just go back to your apartment! Pacey: Nothing happened! Audrey: You kissed her, Pacey! Pacey: She kissed me! Audrey: Oh, well, that makes me feel so much better! Pacey: And it didn't mean anything! Audrey: Which, the hug or the kiss? Pacey: Neither. Audrey: It meant your arms around her body. It meant her tongue in your throat. Pacey: Well, for what it's worth, it was her tongue in my Audrey: Ah! I don't wanna hear about this! I'm sorry! Stop! Let go of me! Pacey: Just listen to me, will you? Audrey: Why should I? You've lied to me. Pacey: I didn't tell you because I didn't think it was gonna happen again. Audrey: Well, you were wrong. Pacey: And I didn't think it was right to embarrass her. Audrey: What are you talking about, Pacey? This isn't high school. This is your boss hitting on you. If you really wanted to stop it, you could have, and you didn't because you like it, because you are attracted to her, and it's--it's really obvious to me. If you didn't want her to ht on you again, why didn't you just quit? Pacey: Because maybe I need this job. I don't know if you notice, but I'm not exactly rollin' around in money here. I can't even afford a place to live. I'm not just some rich college girl who can quit when the mood strikes me. Audrey: It's cool. You know what? Screw the girl. Keep your job. Have your cake and eat it, too. It's fine. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Pacey's apartment. Pacey comes back inside to see Alex sitting on the couch, drinking champagne.] Pacey: You're still here. Alex: Well, I thought you might need a friend. Come and sit. Pacey: You realize that she may never talk to me again. Alex: Mmm. I told you 19 is too young to be settling down. [He sits down next to her, and she places her hand on his cheek] Pacey: You're driving me crazy, Alex. You realize that. Alex: Mmm. Can't help it. I told you I take getting what I want for granted. Pacey: I thought you said you were trying to change that about yourself. Alex: I believe that people should listen to their urges. Pacey: You're a very determined woman, aren't you? Alex: Mmm. Everybody already thinks you did it, Pacey, so why don't you just do it? [They begin making out] Alex: God, this is great. Too bad we have to stop. Pacey: We have to what? Alex: Stop. Pacey: What about the heat? Alex: Well, just... knowing that we could do it is enough. Pacey: It is? Alex: It is. It would just be inappropriate. [she leaves, and Pacey is trying to figure out what just happened.] [Scene: the school library. Joey is trying to study, while 2 people are making out in the chair across from her. The noise they are making finally gets to her.] Joey: Could you guys get a room? It's a library. [They look at her weird then leave] [Scene: Gram's house. Jack and Eric are sitting at the table studying for his exam.] Jack: Check this exam out. It's dated may 10, 1982, and it's graded by my same professor. Eric: That multivariable calculus probably hasn't changed much since then, huh? Jack: Yeah. Based on these year's notes, neither has the way he's been teaching it. How did you-- how did you do this? How did you get all this stuff out of the house? Eric: Well, I just put it in my backpack and just walked on out of there, you know? [Both laugh] Jack: But what about the by-laws? I mean, what if somebody finds out? Eric: Well, then, I guess I get expelled from the house. Jack: Well, are you willin' to risk that? Eric: Well, I hear it's possible to leave a fraternity and survive. You know? I know guys that have done it. Jack: Why are you doing this, Eric? Why are you helpin' me? Eric: Because you helped me. [Scene: Amy's Apartment. Dawson is finishing getting dressed, and getting ready to leave.] Amy: Ooh, I wanna give you something before you go. Dawson: Your thesis film? Amy: You know, if this were the third act of a movie, that's exactly what this would be, and you'd watch it, and it would be great, and... Dawson: I would give it to one of my professors who would love it, and he'd give it to one of his old students who now runs a movie studio. Amy: And I'd see my name up on the big screen just a few months later. I would have liked that. Seeing my name on the screen just once. Dawson: Well, you get to see your name in print quite a lot. Amy: Yes, I sure do. It's what's up, tiger lily? Dawson: Woody Allen. Amy: His first. You know it? Dawson: No, I don't. Amy: Oh, he took this old Japanese movie and he just replaced the dialogue with his own. It's literally a remake of someone else's picture. Obviously, it's derivative and imitative and full of Dawson: Unexplored potential. Amy: But if you look at it closely, you can see a glimmer of Annie Hall, a Twinkle of Manhattan, the Promise of Hannah. Dawson: Thank you. I'll call you when I'm done, and we can, uh Amy: It's a gift. Dawson: [Sighs] Amy: We're both in very different places in our lives, Dawson. Mine is much more predictable and defined than yours, and I think we both know I'm probably not the person you need to be spending your precious time with right now. Dawson: For what it's worth, I don't think your life is nearly as predictable and defined as you think it is, Amy. Amy: Why is that? Dawson: Would you have predicted a night like this? I would like to keep in touch with you. Amy: Then do. I'd like that. Maybe we can catch a movie sometime. [Scene: A montage of scenes. First late at night at the library. Joey pacing back and forth while studying from her book. Next Grams' house. Jack is getting ready to leave for his test, and grams hands him a sack lunch she has made him, and he kisses her on the forehead before leaving to take his exam. Finally to Pacey's Apartment. He is sitting on the floor making a phone call.] [Telephone rings] [Ring] [Answering machine beeps] Pacey: Audrey, it's Pacey. If you're there, could you please pick up the phone? Audrey. Please? Audrey, come on. [Audrey is there, but she doesn't get up to answer the phone. She instead stays in bed crying] [Scene: The school Library. Joey has fallen asleep studying sitting in the chair. Dawson is just standing there staring at her, when she suddenly wakes herself up.] Joey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Joey: How long have you... how long have you been here? Dawson: A while. Joey: How was the movie? Dawson: Fun. Inspiring. Completely unexpected. Joey: Mmm, lucky you. Dawson: How's studying? Joey: Not so good, actually. I only have a couple hours left. Dawson: Maybe this will help. [He hands her a cup of coffee] Dawson: You mind if I just sit here a little while? Or if you need anything, I can... Joey: Sure. Thank you. Very sweet. Much needed. I gotta tell you, Dawson. It's like the entire world has been coming at me tonight. Like, completely distracting me from what I've spent my entire life preparing for. I mean, it's like this night has been a metaphor for the whole semester and one big left turn. Not that it's been bad, because it hasn't, but it's just, if I don't get myself back on track, I could... [she looks over to see that he has fallen asleep] Dawson? Dawson: Joey, can I ask you a question? Do you like my shoes? Joey: Yeah. Why? Dawson: Just wondering. [She just stares at him confused as the camera fades to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x21 - After Hours"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 522 - The Abby [Scene: The Dorm Hallways. Audrey is being chased through the halls by two guys with large water gn spraying her and getting her totally soaked.] Audrey: Aah! Aah! Get away from me! Aah! Aah! Aah! Joey! Aah! Aah! [She runs into their room and they run after her, spraying her and Joey] Joey: [Laughing] The innocent bystander always gets it! Audrey: Will you just stop and try to appreciate the end-of-the year, all-day rager that you're missing. Happening live, right here in your dorm. Joey: Uh, hello. I'm participating. Audrey: Oh, yeah, but come on. Who knew that the losers we live with could party so hard? I mean, some of those geeks out there are actually cute, Joey. Joey: I know you're single with a vengeance right now, but I have way too much packing to do to meet the cute dorks next door. Dawson wants to leave for Capeside by 9:00. Audrey: Hey, Joey... Joey: No. Audrey: No, what? Joey: No. For the thousandth time, I'm not going to L.A. For the summer with you. Audrey: Fine. Ok, then. I have a better idea. How about I come to Capeside with you? Joey: Audrey... Audrey: Come on. Just for a couple of days, Joey. God knows, I've heard enough about the twisted little place to go and visit. Joey: Well, you'd have to change your flight. Audrey: Piece of cake. Joey: And that means party time is over. Now you have to be packed and stored by 9:00. And look at this mess. Audrey: [Gasps] Thank you, thank you, thank you. Mmm! [Knock on door] Audrey: Ooh. Let's do it. Ready? Joey: Ready. [They open the door and throw water balloons out, but instead of the boys it is Professor Wilder, and they both ht him square in the chest] Joey: Oh, my god. Audrey: Oops. Wilder: Hi, girls. How are you? Audrey: Great. Thanks. Ok. I'm gonna go now. I'm gonna check on that flight to L.A. Bye. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey comes out of the bathroom, and hands Wilder a towel so that he can dry himself off.] Joey: And then Audrey swung the door open, and I am so sorry again. Wilder: That's ok, really. I'm pretty sure I won't melt. Joey: So, to what do I owe this nice surprise? Wilder: Well, they probably would have mailed this, but I wanted to give it to you myself. [He reaches into his bag and pulls out a literary magazine.] Joey: The Worthington literary review? I thought this hasn't come out yet. Wilder: It hasn't. Turn to page 28. [She opens to page 28, and sees The Kiss by Joey Potter] Joey: But this is a story from the beginning of the year. How did... professor wilder, this is Wilder: Nothing, if not well-deserved. Joey: This is amazing. Thank you. Wilder: Thank yourself, Joey potter. Any more chapters to that story? Joey: Well, life twisted and turned unexpectedly. He went his way, I went mine. And now, if only the rules of writing applied to life. Right? Wilder: Spoken like a published author. [Professor Wilder grabs his bag to leave.] Joey: So, do you have any big summer plans? Wilder: Uh, actually, yes. To the horror of all literature, I've decided to try writing again. Joey: Wow. Good for you. Wilder: What about you? Are you embarking on the epic freshman summer adventure? Joey: Well, if you can call going back to Capeside an adventure. Wilder: Well, at least it's beautiful in the summer, right? Joey: Yeah, um... it just feels like this year was such a great step forward, and... going back feels kind of like 2 steps back. [Chuckles] Not to mention... Wilder: What? Joey: Nothing, um... there's just something I gotta do. Wilder: Well, I look forward to hearing about it in the fall. Joey: You will. Um...thank you again. Wilder: It's me who should say thanks. For more than you can possibly imagine. [They Hug] Wilder: Have fun. Congratulations. Joey: Thank you. [Scene: The Civilization. The staff is in the kitchen getting ready to start the day, when Alex comes into the room, shouting orders of what to do.] Alex: Nope. Whenever you're ready. My time isn't valuable at all. [Pacey comes into the kitchen] Pacey: Morning, everybody. Alex: You're late, and that's a bad start. Pacey: I'm 4 minutes late. Do you think I'll be able to catch up? I mean, how much could I possibly have missed? Alex: Tomorrow we are going to be closed from 1:00 to 4:00 to host a luncheon for our investors. Based on this event, the board will make a decision about whether or not we're going to be opening a second Civilization in Philadelphia. This meal must be perfect in every respect. Anything goes wrong-- I mean anything-- it's my ass, but it's your job. Do we understand each other? Great. Now the menu-- I want to start with fresh goose-liver pate. Pacey: That's gonna be a bit of a problem. Alex: Why is that? Pacey: Because the geese necessary to make that particular pate flew south to the Bahamas for the winter about 6 months ago and won't be back till June. However, if you would like me to go down there and get them for you, I'd be more than happy to. Alex: Ok. Um, what do you suggest? Pacey: Me? Alex: Mm-hmm. Pacey: Well, I'm not the professional here, am I? Alex: Good point. Pacey: Of course, the blue fin tuna was looking especially choice at the fish market yesterday, so we could potentially start off with a nice spicy sashimi which would go a long way to complement the asparagus tip and arugula salad which just happens to be Trevor's masterpiece and is a wonderful prologue to the rack of lamb. Drizzled with a little plum sauce, maybe served over a bed of polenta. Finish off the whole night with lemon soufflé, maybe some homemade vanilla ice cream, and you're off to the races. Of course, that's just one idea. We could always go another way if you'd prefer. Alex: Could I have a minute with you, please? [Pacey and Alex go into her office.] Alex: I want you to listen, and listen closely. If you're gonna behave like a toddler whenever you're around me and you're gonna insist on testing my limits, you'd better be prepared to reap the whirlwind, 'cause we will tangle ass and you will lose. And in the process, I will make your life so extraordinarily unpleasant that you will rue the day that god created woman. Now, that's just one idea. We could go another way if you'd prefer. [Scene: The Film School. Dawson, Oliver and others are cleaning out their lockers, when Dawson's phone rings and he answers it.] Dawson: Hello? Hey, Mr. Waller. Ok, Andrew. I'm good. I'm good. How are you? Uh-huh. This summer? No plans. Why? You're kidding me?! Wow! Um...[] Oliver's summer plans? I don't know. I will do that, and--absolutely. Yes, absolutely. Cool. Thank you. [Oliver who was listening in has made his way over next to Dawson.] Oliver: So? Dawson: So what? Oliver: What was that phone call about? Dawson: You mean the private conversation you were just eavesdropping on? Oliver: Well, I heard my name. Dawson: I thought we weren't talking. Oliver: We're not. Dawson: Right. 'Cause why would I want to talk to you after what you pulled in New York? Oliver: 'Cause I've 'cause I've got manly magnetism. My wit? My enormous talent? Come on. Tell me! What did our agent say? Dawson: "Our agent"? You mean the one I stuck around to get after you were too stubborn to admit that you were rude and just left? Oliver: Ok, you're right. I felt really bad the whole train ride home, so, I'm sorry. I don't know what it is with me. I just... can't handle that type of thing. I'm working on it. Dawson: Hey. What are your summer plans? Oliver: I was gonna work at Hookset video. Why? Dawson: You might want to change those plans. Oliver: Really? [Scene: The Coffee House. Jack and Jen are sitting at one of the tables outside drinking coffee, and making plans] Jen: Fiji? Fiji is skin cancer. Jack: All right, fine. Backpacking through Europe. Jen: That's rich. Have you ever actually been inside of a youth hostel? Jack: No. Have you? Jen: No, but I can imagine. A bathroom so disgusting you're afraid to venture into the stall, mattresses so lumpy it's like sleeping on a model of the Himalayas. There's nowhere to do laundry. There's no privacy. It's hell. Jack: Then how about Cleveland, ok? I hear they have a real nice Radisson. Jen: Explain to me one more time why it's necessary to have some exotic adventure this summer. Jack: You know why. You know that grams has a more exciting life at 76 than we do at 19. You know that--that if we were supposed to move forward this year, it's a complete wash for the both of us, and you know we're way too young to be getting lazy about our lives. Jen: I know. I know. I know. It's just I always hated summer camp, and this sounds suspiciously like summer camp, only for longer, and it's much farther away. Well, if I have to do this thing, you know there's nobody on earth I'd rather do it with than you. Jack: Oh, right back at you, freak. Jen: Tell me more about this Cleveland. Jack: Oh, yeah, well, I think I have a brochure here-- here it is right here. Cleveland. [Scene: The School Dorms. Joey is carrying a box out of the room, when Audrey comes up to her, dragging her feet some.] Audrey: Oh, please tell me this is the last one. Joey: No, there's one more, but I'll get it. Audrey: Oh, ok. Next year, if you see me buy anything at all, I want you to tackle me, knock me out, and shred my credit cards. [Joey goes back into the room, and sadly looks around remembering everything that has gone on here, and then makes one last look around, before grabbing the last box and leaving] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Civilization Kitchen. The staff is busily preparing the food, when Alex comes storming into the kitchen.] Alex: People, if you move any slower we're gonna travel back in time. My guests arrive inside of an hour, and you've already put me behind schedule. Trevor: I think we're gonna be fine, miss pearl. [She gives him a dirty look] Well, I mean, you know, if nothing goes wrong or anything, I--I don't see why we shouldn't be, you know, fine. Alex: You simple, simple little man. What kind of an imbecile do you have to be where you imagine that by placating me it's gonna make me hate you any less? You've got to be kidding me. [Alex goes over to the silverware, and picks one up and looks disgustingly at it.] Maria: Is there something wrong, miss pearl? Alex: Yes, Marie, there is something wrong. There is something very, very wrong. It appears that there is a substance that's been sprayed all over the silverware. Marie, do you have allergies? Maria: I don't think so. Maybe. I don't know. Alex: Well, I suggest that you make an appointment with an allergist as soon as you've got some time, which should be remarkably soon, considering that you are fired, effective immediately, following the luncheon. Maria: Miss pearl, you can't. Sorry, I really need this job. Alex: And I really need my investors not to puke when they pick up their silverware. [Pacey comes over to intervene] Pacey: Can I talk to you for a second? You can't fre Marie. Alex: Can't I? Pacey: No, you can't, because the woman is raising her 4-year-old child all by herself on account of the fact that the father walked out on her, and she is working 3 jobs just to pay her rent. You can't fre her, Alex. It would be irredeemable. Alex: I'm sorry, Maria. I really am. And I sincerely hope that you find employment elsewhere. Best of luck. [Scene: Dawson's Back Yard. He is sanding the bottom of the boat in the shed, when Joey and Audrey come walking up to him.] Dawson: Hey! Audrey: Hola, casa de Dawson. This place is gorgeous. Dawson: Thank you. Welcome. Audrey: So...where is it? The room... the scene for so many long nights of teen romance and angst. Dawson: Upstairs, last door on the left. Can't miss it. Audrey: Damn right I can't miss it. [Audrey goes off into the house] Dawson: So guess what. Joey: Can I ask you a favor? Dawson: You first. Joey: You think you could hang out with Audrey for a little bit? Dawson: Sure. What's up? Joey: Nothing. Everything's fine. I've decided to go see my dad. I've been thinking about it, and... ever since the night I got mugged there's just been a lot I felt like telling him and asking him stuff. Dawson: You want me to go with you? Joey: No, I... I think this one I should do alone. Just feels right that way. Dawson: Ok. Joey: Thank you. Dawson: No problem. Joey: Bye. Dawson: Good luck. Joey: Thanks. [Scene: Gram's Kitchen. Grams is sitting at the counter drinking some coffee, when Jen and Jack come in and grab some cookies out of the cabinet] Jen: Yes, the rumors are true. The unthinkable has happened. The sky must, indeed, be falling. Jack: We finally did it. Grams: Did what, exactly? Jen: Oh, nothing, we've just been at the library. Jack: For the past 4 hours. Jen: Working on the internet Jack: Planning a certain trip Jen: Exhaustively planning a certain trip Jack: For the summer Jen: For 2 whole months. Jack: To the exotic Jen: Beautiful Jack: Enchanting Jen: Mysterious Jack: Exciting Jen: Did I already say "exotic"? Jack: No, I did. Jen: Right. Grams: Where? Jack: Costa Rica. Grams: You're kidding?! Jen: No. No, we're not. Jack: Jen figured if you're gonna do something like this, if you're gonna have an adventure, you might as well go for broke and really have an adventure. Jen: Just like Indiana Jones. Jack: Yeah, or, uh, Jeff Probst. Grams: I'm speechless. Jen: And you know what? It may be a huge mistake. It may turn out to be absolutely horrible, and we leave after a week. But so what? Because from this point on no matter what happens for the rest of our lives, whenever Costa Rica comes up in casual conversation, we'll be able to say, good ol' Costa. I spent some time there. Jack: Yeah, because Costa Rica comes up a lot in casual conversation. Jen: Hey, don't kll my buzz. Grams: I'm afraid your buzz may be doomed already. Jen: Porque? Grams: I just got off the phone with Helen and Theodore. Jack: Hmm? Jen: Parents. What? What did they say? Grams: It seems they've purchased a house in east Hampton. It's on the beach where you spent summers when you were growing up. Jen: And? Grams: They would really like you to spend the summer... with them. Jen: Well, guess the sky is falling. [Scene: The Civilization. Alex is sitting at a large table with the rest of the board members, getting prepared to eat the meal.] Alex: And without further ado, let's bring out the first course, a spicy Toro sashimi-- one of my personal favorites. I think you'll really enjoy it. [Snaps fingers but no one comes out, then she claps her hands with no effect at all either] Alex: Could you excuse me for one minute? Thank you. [She goes into the kitchen to see no food and everyone standing around] Alex: What in the hell is going on in here?! Trevor: Huh? Alex: "Huh"?! Where is all the food?! Trevor: Pacey--he took the food to a homeless shelter on the other side of town. Alex: Oh, my god. When did-- oh, my god! [Pacey comes into the restaurant carrying a bunch of pizzas] Pacey: Ooh! Sorry for the delay, folks. But we're all right. Alex: You slimy little cockroach. Pacey: Hard to believe she graduated first from her class in charm school, right? Mr Devaney: What is going on here? Pacey: You, sir, are witnessing a coup d'etat. [Pacey reaches into his pocket and pulls out a note, and begins to read from it] Pacey: [Clears throat] "It is my unfortunate duty as duly designated representative "of the staff of Civilization "to inform you that in hiring miss Alexandra Pearl "as the manager of this restaurant, "you have made a grievous error in judgment. "In her short time here she has demonstrated "not only complete incompetence, but an--" Alex: Stop it right now. Stop. Pacey: Oh, I'm not finished yet. "Not only complete incompetence, "but an utter disrespect for all of her employees. "She's manipulative, vindictive, and cruel, "and she has created an environment so hostile and unpleasant "that we feel it is impossible for us to serve today's meal at a level representative of our abilities." Mr Devaney: So...no lunch? Pacey: On the contrary. I brought enough pizza for everybody. [Pacey begins passing out the pizzas] Alex: Mr. Devaney, everyone, Pacey Witter is a deeply disturbed and highly delusional young man who has become increasingly obsessed with me. Pacey: That is a good move. Very clever. Alex: It's ok, Pacey. This is clearly the result of some sort of a breakdown. Now, I can assure you that all of his statements are nothing more than the ramblings of a lunatic and in no way are indicative of the feelings of my otherwise amazing staff. [The entire staff has worked their way out into the dining area, and are watching on, when one of the cooks speaks up] Trevor: Actually, they are indicative of the feelings of the rest of the staff-- really indicative. Cotely indicative. Alex: Pacey, you're fired! Pacey: Yeah. Reap the whirlwind, babe. [Scene: The Jail Front Gate. Joey is walking up to the guard station with a nervous look on her face.] Joey: Hi. It's still visiting hours, right? Guard: Who are you looking for? Joey: Potter--mike potter. Guard: Sorry, miss. That inmate was released 4 months ago. Joey: What? Guard: Paroled for good behavior. Joey: Well, how can that be? I mean, I'm family. How come we weren't informed? Guard: It's the inmate's choice to notify the family. Joey: Is there a parole officer we can contact? [He simply nods no.] Joey: So that's just it? He's gone and we have no way of knowing if he's ok? I'm his--he's my dad. Guard: Look...I know your dad. He seems like a decent guy. I heard he was making a living at the five & dime down in Centerville. Joey: Thanks. Guard: If anyone asks, you didn't hear it from me. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Capeside. Dawson and Audrey are walking along the streets of Capeside, as Dawson gives her a tour of the town.] Dawson: I guess we were about 13 years old. We just got out of some crappy movie at the rialto, and Pacey spots Christy Livingston hanging out by the fountain with her friends. Now, Christy's about 3 years older than we are. He puts his hand on my shoulder, and he says, "Dawson, I'm gonna kiss that girl. "One day we're gonna be standing in the pouring rain, and I'm gonna kiss her, and nothing's ever gonna be the same again." Audrey: Well, did he kiss her in the rain? Dawson: Nope. Never even got close. To my knowledge, didn't kiss her in any kind of weather. But he tried. At the expense of dignity, at the expense of reputation and self-respect, he tried. Audrey: Why are you telling me this? Dawson: Far be it for me to comment on what qualifies as pathetic, but I don't think you have to let go of your silly romantic fantasies, because I'd be willing to bet he hasn't let go of his. Audrey: That's just great. Fantastic. Now I'm never gonna move on. Dawson: So, uh, interesting before about you wish you could be here and I wish I could be in L.A. Audrey: Grass is always greener. Dawson: I think I'm going to L.A. Audrey: What? Dawson: I didn't want to say anything, because it just happened, but what the hell? This producer wants to work with Oliver and me on our movie to develop it into something more. I don't know what that means, but Audrey: Ok, wait. Do you realize that this is the best news ever?! Let's just put aside for a second how totally awesome it is that this producer wants to work with you guys and focus on it entirely in terms of me! I'm not gonna have to be alone out there. I'm not gonna have to hang out with the people I went to high school with. I'm saved! Thank you! Dawson: We might need a place to crash for a little while. Audrey: Are you kidding? You're staying with me, obviously. Period. No question about it. I can't believe you didn't tell me this before. Did you tell Joey? [Scene: Grams' Living room. Jen goes over to the radio and turns up the song Baba O'Riley by the Who, which is playing. She kicks off her shoes and climbs up on the chair and begins dancing while singing along to the song.] Jen: [Singing] Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight to prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Jack comes in to see her, and looks weirdly at her before lowering the volume with the remote. Jen is startled by this.] Jen: What the hell are you doing? Jack: Well, I could ask you that same question. Jen: Good point. Um... just that whenever the subject of my parents comes up, I seem to have this really annoying habit of falling apart. Jack: I know. Jen: And I'm just trying not to do that, and it's hard. Jack: All right, I'm gonna go to the library, hop back on the net, and see if I can't cancel those cheap flights we got into San Jose. 'Cause I think if we do it today, we could probably get a full refund, so just... cross your fingers. Jen: No. Wait. Stop. Don't. Jack: Excuse me? Jen: Don't cancel our trip. Jack: Jen, you're gonna spend the whole summer with your parents. I'm not gonna go to Costa Rica by myself. Are you nuts? Jen: No, I mean, I don't even know if I want to spend the whole summer with my parents. Maybe I'd rather spend it with you. Jack: Look, we got time. All right, we got all the time in the world. We will have our adventures. I promise you. But this phone call has been 5 years coming. I mean, you gotta see it through, don't you? Jen: I mean, why does my life have to stop and start at their convenience? I just feel like I'm doing really well right now... sort of. And if I dive back into that whole mess, I don't know what's gonna happen. I just want more time to think about it. Jack: Well, how much more? Jen: Well, maybe if you would let me go back to what I was doing before you interrupted me, I could figure that out. Jack: Yeah. Sure. You--you figure away. [He turns the volume back up, and lets her get back to her singing and dancing] Jack: It's all you. Jen: [Singing] Teenage wasteland it's only teenage wasteland teenage wasteland, oh, yeah teenage wasteland they're all wasted [Scene: Outside the Civilzation. Alex comes out of the restaurant to find Pacey standing next to his car waiting.] Alex: I feel like the "reap the whirlwind" line was a pretty clever button on our relationship. Surprised you want to step on it. Pacey: I'm not here to gloat, if that's what you're thinking. Alex: No? Pacey: Never mind. Alex: Wait. Why'd you come back? Pacey: I came back because sometimes I let things go, and I just end wondering about them. And it occurred to me that if I let this go, I will probably end up wondering about it for the rest of my life. Alex: What do you want to know? Pacey: I want to know what happened to you, Alex. 'Cause I gotta believe people aren't born mean. Alex: Are you gonna save me, Pacey? Pacey: No. I'm just curious. Alex: You know, I have to believe that in the end... people get exactly what they ask for. You proved that today. Pacey: I guess so. Alex: I'll see you around. Pacey: I'll see ya. [He gets into his car, but his engine won't start. He tries again, but still no luck. He tries again with no luck, and Alex stops next to him, and rolls down her window.] Alex: You need a lift? Pacey: Ha ha. No, thanks. I think I'll wait for the prison transfer bus and catch a ride with them. Alex: Pacey, what are you gonna do? Are you gonna walk? I know you don't have a cell phone. Come on. I'll give you a ride to your apartment. Get in. Come on, get in. Pacey: Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Joey is in the kitchen with Bessie talking about the trip. Audrey is standing outside the kitchen listening] Joey: It's just weird, you know. He's been out 4 months, and we haven't heard from him. Bessie: He probably has his reasons. Joey: You mean like he doesn't want to see us. Bessie: No. He's probably trying to rebuild his life, and he's not too good at that. Joey: But Bessie, we're supposed to be the ones to help him through this. We're family. Bessie: Exactly why you shouldn't be so quick to judge. Just give him time. [Audrey and Joey go over and sit at the table] Audrey: Joey, you know your sister's probably right. Your dad's just probably afraid of hurting you guys. Joey: What if he hates me, Audrey? I mean, if somebody sent me to jail, I wouldn't exactly rush back to see them either. Audrey: Joey, will you listen to yourself? Your dad does not hate you. If anything, he's ashamed to face you. Joey: I know, but it was just hard enough to find the courage to go in the first place, and now this. Audrey: I know. But after what happened last time, your dad knows. I mean, it's your call whether or not you want him back in your life, you know? Joey: I'm glad you're here, Audrey. I'm sorry for dropping you for the day. Audrey: Ah, it's no biggie. Joey: Did you have fun with Dawson? Audrey: The best. That boy is a gem. Joey: [Laughs] Oh, yeah? Audrey: You know he would do anything for you, Joey. Joey: Yeah. He's pretty cool that way. The last time I went to visit my dad in jail, he came with me. It was like... he knew I wanted him to be there without me having to ask. That was a long time ago. Audrey: Right! Like anything has changed. He drove all the way from New York to Florida just to see you like 3 weeks ago, for god sakes. Joey: He did? What are you talking about? Audrey: Ugh! Can my mouth get any bigger? [Scene: Alex's Porsche. Alex is driving along, while Pacey sits uncomfortably in the passenger seat. The roads are wet after a recent rain] Pacey: So what's next for you now? What are you gonna do? Alex: Hmm. What's next? That's a good question. Probably wake up in the morning, look for a new job. Of course, not in food service, because quotes like "complete incompetence" tend to follow you around the business. I could probably get a job as a fry girl as your local drive-through. Pacey: I'm not gonna feel sorry for you, Alex. Alex: Then after 10 years of sampling onion ring batter, I will become 400 pounds overweight and not be able to fit through the front door of my one-room hovel. I'll be fired and evicted and need to be removed by way of an enormous crane positioned outside my window. [She begins to speed up, and he notices that they are doing close to 80MPH.] Pacey: Why don't you slow down a little bit, huh? Alex: Then I'll be a big, fat homeless woman. Pacey: Slow down. I'm serious. [She continues to speed up] Alex: With cats. Lots of cats. They'll live everywhere on me, and they'll be in my hair, and I'll just lay around on the sidewalk wondering about Oliver north and the iran contra hearings. Pacey: I'm serious. You're driving really fast now, ok [She come up to a slower car, and passes him, just barely missing a car coming in the opposite direction] [Horn blwing] Alex: But, you know... maybe I'm just being fatalistic. Maybe it could go another way. All I do know is at this point my life as I know it is over. Pacey: Your life is not over. Alex: No, no, no, you know what? It is. It's over. Believe me. I can feel it. I feel liberated and terrified and...ha. Actually, I've never felt more alive in my whole life. [Commercial break] [Scene: Alex's Porsche. Alex is still speeding. Pacey has made sure his seatbelt is good and tight, and is starting to really get nervous] Pacey: This isn't funny anymore, Alex. This isn't cute. Alex: I'm reminded of what my uncle mort used to say. You'll never know what you're capable of until you're ready to push the limits. Take this car, for example. Can it make a sharp turn at 70 miles an hour? I haven't got the foggiest idea. But there's one way to find out-- shall we? [She skids the car around a corner] Pacey: Alex! Ok, now I'm begging you, please, please. Alex: Ha ha ha! Come on, Pacey! I'm a little disappointed in you. I really thought you were untouchable. I thought you were shock-proof. Pacey: You thought I was shock-proof? Alex: Mm-hmm. [She continues to speed up] Pacey: Well, maybe you're right. I mean... why am I getting so upset? I just got fired. I lost my girlfriend. I have no place to live. Maybe you're on to something here, 'cause if you think about it, my life is actually over, too. So why don't we do this? Let's actually go ahead and push this as far as we can, see how far we're willing to go, because 80 miles an hour, really, what's that? 80 miles an hour-- that's what my grandmother drives on her way home from the gynecologist. I want you to drive this car like you know where you're going. I mean, really drive it like you got someplace to go, like you know where you're going. There's something about a fast car and beautiful women that does it for me in all kinds of ways. Would you mind if I kissed your neck? I've just got this impulse to go over there and kiss your neck. Perhaps you'd like me to kiss some other part of your body- [He climbs over and begins kissing her neck disturbing her view, and she swerve just in time to miss a car pulling out of a drive way] Alex: Stop! [Horn honks] [She slams on the breaks, and the car stars spinning out of control before finally coming to a stop. Pacey gets out of the car, and goes over to Alex's door and opens it for her and they go and sit on the curb.] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is sitting on his bed, watching a movie, when Joey comes up to his room.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: How's it going? How'd it go with your dad? Joey: Uh...still trying to figure that out, actually. It seems he got paroled about 4 months ago and decided not to tell us. Dawson: Wow. That's a shock. It's understandable, though, when you think about it. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: The last time he got out, he came back into your life, he turned everything into a complete disaster. If he loves you, which he does, then it's understandable that he wouldn't wanna... repeat that again. Joey: You're right. It's just... sad. Dawson: Yeah, it is. Joey: But, um... could we talk about something else? Dawson: Sure. Joey: Um... Dawson: Sure. What do you wanna talk about? Joey: Audrey sort of... indicated that you had something to tell me. Dawson: Yeah. It's kinda weird, 'cause it's a really good thing. I want you to be as excited about it as I am, but I'm not sure that right now's the best time. Joey: No, no. Now's fine. I wanna hear it. I... tell me. Dawson: Here goes. This producer... this really big producer saw our movie, and he liked it. He loved it, actually, and he wants to fly Oliver and me out to L.A. This summer to work with him, and he wants to be our mentor... you know, help us get our foot in the door. That's what my agent said. It could be a colossal waste of time, but I don't think so. For the first time, I think this is... the beginning of everything I ever wanted. [She realizes that he wasn't going to talk about the trip to Florida] Joey: Wow, I--I don't know what to say. I had no idea. Dawson: I thought you said Audrey Joey: No, god, um-- I'm so happy for you! I mean, I--I can't really even maintain a complete thought. Happy isn't the right word. I'm overwhelmed. Dawson: [Chuckling] I wanted to tell you like the moment it happened. I mean, you know... you're the person I wanted to share this with more than anyone in the world. Joey: Pressure. I'M...gonna say the wrong thing. Dawson: No, you're not. You've already said all the right things. [Scene: The curb. Alex and Pacey are still sitting there slightly in shock not talking and staring off into nothingness] Alex: Well, clearly... I've got problems. Pacey: [Laughs] Yeah, we've all got our problems. Alex: Yeah, but... I could have k*lled whoever was in that car. I mean, in an instant... my whole life could have been changed forever. Pacey: But it didn't. Alex: You saved my life. Pacey: So what's it worth to ya, Alex? Alex: I'm not capable of answering your question because...I honestly don't know why I am the way I am. I mean, do you know why you're so good? Pacey: The only thing I know, Alex, is that... you can't go through your entire life feeling sorry for yourself. No matter what's happened to you. Alex: I believe that. Pacey: And also that it's never too late. Alex: For what? Pacey: To try and... make things right. Alex: You know what the saddest part is? Pacey: Yeah. You totally messed up your Porsche. Alex: Ha ha ha. Naw, it's a rental. Pacey: So what's the saddest thing? Alex: I really do like you. Pacey: Ha. [He gives her a hug.] [Scene: Grams' house. Jen is in the kitchen talking on the phone.] Jen: Oh. Yeah, I know. Yeah, I do. Ok. I will. I'll talk to you later. Good-bye. [She goes into the living room where Jack is sitting alone, waiting to hear what she has to say.] Jen: You know those moments when you totally don't wanna cry, but... you're not quite sure what else to do? Jack: What happened? Jen: [Sighs] I talked to them. Jack: What'd you say? Jen: I said... that I appreciated their invitation this summer, but that I had already made other plans. Jack: What'd they say? Jen: They asked me to reconsider, and I said no, and, uh... they sort of sounded relieved. Did I do the right thing? Jack: Look, I love you very much, but... I can't tell you that I believe you did the right thing because...I'd be lying. I won't do that. Jen: Well, then, don't. [Grams joins them] Grams: What'd I miss? Jack: Well...she's not going with her parents. She wants to go to Costa Rica. Jen: And Jack doesn't think that I'm doing the right thing. Jack: What do you think? Grams: Oh, well... I couldn't say. I... your parents have not been very generous with you. In fact, they've been cheap. I don't think this invitation absolves them of that. Jack: Of course not, but I mean Grams: I wasn't finished. Jack: Sorry. Grams: The relationship between Jennifer and her parents is much more complicated than you and I could even begin to imagine. It may well be unsalvageable. And while I admire your instincts, Jack, there's only one person in the entire world who truly knows what's worthwhile here and what's not. If your parents have truly found a way to love you, this won't be their last opportunity to prove it. [They all hug] [Scene: The Capeside Cemetery. Dawson comes walking through it and stops in front of his father's tombstone. HE sits down on the ground in front of it.] Dawson: How's it goin'? I have to tell ya, I've been busy, which is good, I think. Speaking of which, I lost my virginity. It was Jen. Believe that? After all that, it was Jen. I made a movie with a strange guy I met up at that film festival in Hookset. And, uh... we got an agent. And now there's this guy in Hollywood who wants us to fly out there and work with him all summer. So I'll finally get to use that plane ticket that you bought me. I guess there's... some symmetry to that. The real thing I wanna talk to you about is, uh... Joey Potter. I mean, is it still ok after everything that's happened to believe that something perfect is possible? I want to be with her. I love her. Ok. [Sniffs] I'll talk to you later. Don't go anywhere. [Scene: The Five and Dime. Joey pulls up to a parking spot in the family pickup. She stays in the car for a minute trying to get her courage up, and then slowly gets out of the truck, and stops and stares at the front of the building. She eventually reaches into the pickup and grabs the literary magazine and heads for the front door, before the camera fades to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x22 - The Abbey"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 523 - Swan Song In this episode: As summer approaches, everyone gets ready for various travels. Dawson prepares to head out for LA with Audrey, while Jack and Jen get ready for their Costa Rica vacation. Left behind in Capeside for the summer, Joey and Pacey lament their fates until they make a crucial last-minute decision that changes everything. Original Airdate: May 15, 2002 [Scene: Dawson is coming into an airport, and heads over to the Departure displays, when his cell phone rings] [Phone Rings] Dawson: Hello. Oliver. [Looks over the board and finds his flight] hmm. No. my flight is delayed. What are you up to? You're writing already? Oliver, the deal isn't officially closed yet. Andrew is still talking to the business affairs people. They aren't even sure if they are going to let me direct it yet. I know. I'm excited too. [He turns to see Joey looking at the same board not that far from him. She turns and sees him and smiles] Dawson: Oliver, I'm gonna call you back. Aw, man, this is weird. How long's it been? Joey: Oh, I don't know. 3, 4 years? Dawson: 5 years. 5 years since I went to L.A. [A waitress comes over with their drinks] Joey: Thank you. Dawson: Wow. Thanks. I tried calling you last year, actually. But the number...uh, some guy answered. And then I got really busy with the movie, and before I knew it, a year had passed. I thought I might see you at the premiere. Joey: I couldn't get out. I was working on my thesis. I saw it, though, twice. And it was good, Dawson. Dawson: Thanks. Joey: So, what brings you to town? Dawson: My mom got remarried. Joey: Really? That's great. Dawson: Yeah. I just came to town for the wedding. Joey: And how's lily doing? Dawson: Starts first grade in the fall. Joey: Wow! Time flies. Dawson: Sure does. Joey, can I tell you something? Joey: Sure. Dawson: I think about you a lot, which is weird because we don't talk ever. I'm wondering if running into you is some kind of sign. I have to go back to L.A., But I might be able to reschedule a couple things and maybe stay here a few more days. [Cell phone rings] Joey: Oh. [She answers her phone] Joey: Hello. Hey! How was your flight? Oh. Well, I'm having a drink. With an old friend. Give me 5 minutes? Bye. Ahem. Dawson: Who was that? Joey: My boyfriend. Dawson: Oh. Joey: My fiancé, actually. He just got in from New York. Dawson: Wow, th--th-- I didn't know. It's-- it's great. It's, uh-- I mean, seriously, that's really great. Congratulations. Joey: Thank you. Dawson: So, who is this guy? What's--what's he do? Joey: He's an attorney. Dawson: Never pictured you ending up with a lawyer. Joey: He's an environmental rights attorney. Dawson: Of course he is. Joey: So how 'bout you? Are you seeing anybody? Dawson: I was. Um... an actress for a while, and it didn't work out. [Awkward silence] Joey: Well, I should probably get going. Dawson: Ok. Joey: Um...it was really nice seeing you, Dawson. Dawson: Hey, you, too. [They hug] Joey: Give me a call the next time you're in town. Dawson: You bet. Joey: Bye. [Joey turns to leave, but stops and turns back] Joey: Dawson. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: I'm gonna say something. You and me, we had our sht. And you blew it. So I moved on. And you might wanna get on with your life, too, because...I mean, this is getting sad and ridiculous. I just thought that you should know that. Take care. [Suddenly Dawson wakes up from the dream he is having] [Groans] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club docs. Joey and Audrey are walking along talking to each other.] Audrey: Are you absolutely, positively sure I can't whisk you off to L.A. And save you from a summer of unnatural fibers? Joey: And what would a simple country gal like myself even do in L.A.? Audrey: Well, there's always Fred Segal. Joey: Who's that? Audrey: Not who, Joey, what. And the answer is heaven on earth. Joey: Look, Audrey, I appreciate the offer, but I'm committed to Capeside for the summer. Committed being the operative word. Audrey: All right, I will accept that, miss potter. But know that when we meet again and we will, I hope you're not the same dull, bookish prude that I met at the beginning of the year. Because it took me months to crack you, and I just don't know if I have the energy to do it again. Joey: Well, I will try not to undo all of your hard work. Audrey: Thank you. [Pacey comes over to them, wearing a security uniform.] Pacey: Hey, ladies. Joey: What are you doing here? Why do you look like one of the village people? Pacey: It's a long story. Audrey. Audrey: Dickhead. I'll be in the car. [Audrey leaves Joey and Pacey alone] Pacey: Ever the actress, that one. Joey: Pacey, why don't you just go talk to her? She's leaving tomorrow. Pacey: Believe me, Jo, I have tried so many times, I'm this close to breaking some sort of anti-stalking law. Joey: Sounds like it's high time for one of those grand romantic gestures of yours. Pacey: Well, I hate to break it to you, but I think I'm fresh out. It's what happens to a guy when he loses his job, his girlfriend, and his self-esteem in a matter of weeks. Joey: Still doesn't explain the rent-a-cop garb. Pacey: Didn't you know? I'm Capeside yacht club's newest security guar here to protect you, madam. No need to salute. So, looks like we're both stuck here for the summer. See you tomorrow. [Scene: Dawson's Dining room. Lilly is sitting in her high chair and Dawson is trying to coax her into saying anything.] Dawson: Can you say Dawson? I know, I know. Can you say Dawson? Come here. Daw...son. Dawson. Come on, noun, verb, sentence. It's a piece of cake. What's the matter? [Gale comes into the dining room] Gale: Well, maybe she just doesn't have anything to say. Dawson: A leery without something to say? I don't buy it for a second. I don't want to miss her first word. Gale: I know, honey. You can't be around for everything, you know. Dawson: I know, I just feel... Gale: Guilty? Don't you dare. You have been a miracle this year, Dawson. My miracle. I'm not gonna let you forget that. Dawson: Yeah, I'm pretty cool, aren't I? Gale: The coolest. So have you, um, said good-bye to Joey yet? Dawson: We're having dinner tonight. Gale: And? Dawson: And that's...all the information you're gonna get out of me. Gale: Aw, come on, honey. Is it a date? Dawson: Hardly. Audrey's coming. Which, you know, not that it matters. There's nothing le to say, anyway. Gale: A leery with nothing to say? Don't buy it for a second. [Scene: The School Radio Station. Jen is on the air, when Jack comes running up to the booth with a huge smile on his face.] Jen: Yeah. Jack: What is up, slut? Jen: Hmm, not much, big hm*. Jack: I've got some news. I've got some really, really big news. Jen: All right, spill it. Jack: 4 Cs and a "D." Jen: Whoo! Congratulations to you! Oh, I'm so proud. Jack: Thanks. I know. I'm so happy to be, you know, totally and completely mediocre. Costa Rica, here we come. Jen: Yeah. Jack: Now, you're sure you really want to do this? Jen: Well, are you sure you really wanna do this? Jack: Oh, yeah. There's nothing going on in my life that's gonna keep me off that plane. I just wanna make sure you're not gonna hold it against me in 10 years. Jen: You're asking if I'm sure I wanna pass up the opportunity to spend the summer with a couple of chilly, dysfunctional W.A.S.P.S in favor of a grand adventure with my very best friend in the whole wide world? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, that. Jen: Get outta here. You make me sick. Jack: All right, I'll see ya. Oh. Got this for you. Jen: Moby Dick? Jack: Yeah. Yeah. It's a long flight. I figured you'd need something to read. Jen: But I like to chat. Jack: I know, and I like to sleep, hence the oversized volume you now hold in your hands. I'll see ya. [Jack leaves, and Jen goes back on the air for her final announcement of the year] Jen: Uh, all right, friends and neighbors, this is Jen Lindley, and I'm signing off for the summer. Uh, but it's been a blast. I've really enjoyed sharing the music that I like and having this opportunity to vent, so, I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you all for listening, and I'll catch you on the flip side. [Scene: Outside the Leery Fish House. Joey, Audrey and Dawson are leaving the restaurant just after dinner.] Audrey: That was not half-bad, Dawson. I was expecting a way more disgusting culinary experience. Dawson: Well, thank you. I'll have to pass it on to my mom. Audrey: Ok, well... I'm gonna go. Joey: Where? Audrey: To that little charming indie record store over there. I'm gonna stock up on CDs for the flight. And if they fail to take my mind off the flying, you might have to punch me in the face tomorrow, Dawson. Dawson: I am but your humble servant, Audrey. Audrey: Cool. And besides, if I know you two, there are things to be said, bitter sweetness to be had, things requiring alone time and nature and whatnot. [Audrey leaves them alone] Dawson: Jo, do me a favor. Joey: What's that? Dawson: Promise me you'll never marry a lawyer. Joey: What? Dawson: Just promise. Joey: Well, what if he happens to be a lawyer who uses his powers for good? He's a tireless crusader for children or the environment perhaps. What? Dawson: Uh, nothing. Let's-- never mind. Let's just change the subject entirely. Um... Joey: Do you know what's funny? Dawson: What? Joey: Last year at this time, saying good-bye was so epic and dramatic, and it felt like we were never gonna see each other again. Dawson: Little did you know I'd be showing up at your door 3 months later. Joey: You ever regret it? Dawson: Not for a single second. Do you? Joey: Not at all. Opening my door that morning, seeing you there, something I'll never forget. Dawson. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Why'd you come all the way to Florida? Dawson: I don't think you wanna hear it, Jo. Joey: Dawson, for as long as I live, I'll never not want to hear something that you want to say. Dawson: I went down to Florida to tell you that I love you. [Silence] See? That's not what you wanted to hear, is it? Joey: Why didn't you say something? Dawson: By the time I got down there, it was pretty obvious that you'd moved on. I wasn't about to ask you to drop everything just because I'd finally seen the light. I mean that it wouldn't have been fair. Joey: Well, w-when did things... that they changed for you? Dawson: There was a moment. It was lily's birthday party. And I opened your gift, that book of sketches. And I just sat there looking at this incredible reflection of who you are, and I just realized I hate it when you're not around. Joey: Dawson, how do you know that I'm not just this security blanket for you? You know, something that you'll keep coming back to whenever the world gets scary? Dawson: It's not the world I'm scared of, Jo. [Dawson goes to kiss her, and just before his lips are about to reach hers, she turns her head.] Joey: I'm sorry, Dawson. I can't do this. [She walks away from him] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Potter B&B. Dawson pulls up in a cab, and gets out, and walks over to the mailbox, and places a letter into in and closes, the door, and then we cut into the B&B and see Audrey and Joey walking carrying a tom of bags] Audrey: Tell her not to... when I am 3,000 miles away trying on shoes at Fred Segal, you will miss me, and you'll wish that you had filled me in on the details. Joey: Audrey, there are no details. Audrey: Ok, who are you gonna unburden your soul to if not to me? Nobody, that's who, and that is not good for your complexion, Joey. Not good for your complexion, it's not good for your soul if you even have one. Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Joey. Joey: Audrey. I'm going to say something to you right now that I've never said to you before, something that comes completely from a place of love, understanding, and respect for all the joy that you brought to my life this past year. Audrey: Oh, bunny. Joey: I don't want to talk about it. Audrey: You are so Cher from moonstruck right now. [They make their way out to the cab where Dawson is waiting] Dawson: Here let me help you with that. Joey: That's ok. Give Audrey a hand. Audrey: Help, please? [Silently to Dawson] Oh. You want me to leave you two alone again? Dawson: I don't think that'll be necessary. Audrey: Ok. Ok, this is it. Hug me quick. Tell your sister I said thank you. Joey: I will. Audrey: Don't say anything at this moment. Joey: Who's talking? Audrey: 'Cause anything that you say will just ruin it. Joey: Ruin what? Audrey: The best year of my life. Joey: Ok. Audrey: Ok. [Audrey gets in the cab and Joey goes over to the other side where Dawson is standing] Joey: Have a great summer. Dawson: You, too. [Dawson gets in the cab, and the cab leaves as Joey watches it go.] [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Pacey is working the docs, and walks up to one of the boats that is playing their music rather loudly] [Rock music playing] Pacey: Hey, could you guys turn that down a little bit? [The guy turns around and we see that it is Brecher] Brecher: Witter? Pacey: Brecher. Brecher: God. It is so good to see you. Pacey: Yeah. It's good to see you, too. Brecher: Hey, Laurie, this is my friend Pacey. Pacey: Nice to meet ya. [The woman slaps Brecher in the back of the head] Brecher: What? Glory: It's glory, you idiot. Brecher: Glory. Sorry. Glory: I'm gonna take a shower. Pacey: Funny thing, Danny, but Laurie/Glory doesn't look anything like your wife. Brecher: Yeah. The wife and I, we didn't make it. She dumped my ass. What, I can only ignore this outfit so long. What gives? Pacey: This is my summer job, Danny. 'Cause once you bailed on civilization, it kinda folded, so I had to quit. Brecher: Oh, I'm sensing a little resentment. I'm sorry, kid, but I never promised you a rose garden. Hey, look, is there something you wanna say to me? You're giving me that disillusioned protégé look. I hate it. Pacey: Hey, if the shoe fits, right? Brecher: Pacey, hey. You and me... we are cut from the same cloth. We're both these chronic screw-ups. You see, that's why the restaurant world works for us. You never have to grow up. You never have to conform. How cool is that? See, I look at you, and I see myself 15 years ago. You've got a great future ahead of you, kid. Pacey: So you're telling me if I play my cards right, I get to end up just like you, huh? Glory: Danny? Brecher: Duty calls, but, uh, looks like I'll be seeing you around. Come hug me. [They hug] Brecher: I'm coming, baby. [Scene: The Airport. Jen and Jack are running through the airport to make it to their flight on time.] Jack: Come on, Jen. Go, go, go, go. Jen: Sorry. Sorry. [Jen drops her ticket] Jen: Oh! Ticket. Ticket. Jack: Now, go, go, go. Jen: Sorry. Sorry. Excuse me. Jack: You run as fast as my grandmother. Come on. Come on. Oh...well, good news is we're not late. [They get to their flight to see that it is delayed. They turn around to see Dawson and Audrey waiting for another flight near by] Audrey: [Laughs] Told you we weren't gonna be bored. Hi! [Scene: Later at the airport. Jen, Jack, Audrey and Dawson are all sitting together bored out of their minds waiting for the delays to get over.] Jen: Is it possible that we've just run out of things to say to each other? Dawson: That's entirely possible. Jack: No. Wait. This is not happening. Audrey: What? What's not happening? [They see Eric getting off a plane and walking in their direction] Jen: Unbelievable. Audrey: What? Jen: Ok, who's hungry? [To Jack]Uh, not you. [To others] Let's go. Come on, guys. Jack: What? Jen: Come on. [They leave Jack alone to talk to Eric] Eric: Hey! Jack: Hey. Eric: This is a pretty big coincidence. Jack: Yeah. What are the chances? Eric: So, what are youyou going somewhere? Jack: Mm-hmm. Costa Rica with my friend Jen. Eric: Oh. Cool. Jack: Yeah. Uh, you? Eric: Oh, yeah. I just-- I went home for the summer, saw my folks. Jack: Turned around and came right back? Eric: Yeah. Yeah, you know, I had all these, uh, these grand plans, you know. I was actually gonna tell 'em and...just, you know, it's never really felt like the right time, you know. Jack: Yeah. Yeah, it, uh, never is. Eric: So, I'm actually gonna hang out here for the summer. I'm gonna get a job, take some classes, or... what about you? Jack: Uh, Costa Rica with Jen. Eric: Oh. Jack: That is if our flight doesn't get canceled. Eric: It's delayed, huh? Jack: Yeah. We could be here for a while. Eric: Well, you know, I don't have to be anywhere. If you want, I could wait with you. Jack: No. Naw, it's all right. It's ok. My friends, they're just, uh, back there. Getting something to drink. Eric: Oh. Right. Ok. Um, well, it was great to see you, jack. Have a--have a great trip, man. Jack: Thanks. Eric: It's good seeing you Jack: Yeah, you, too. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Bessie has pulled up in the truck and is unloading groceries when Joey comes running out carrying some clothes.] Joey: Good. I'm glad you're back. Bessie: Did Audrey get off ok? Joey: Yeah. She says thanks. Can I take the truck? Bessie: Sure, but you're not taking my groceries with it. Joey: Fine, but I don't know what kind of an impression I'm going to make on the new management if I'm late my first day back. Bessie: I thought you weren't starting until next week. Joey: Oh, why delay the inevitable? Do you realize it's almost memorial day? Bessie: Of course. Joey: And the tourists are gonna arrive. Tourists at work. Tourists at home. Bessie: You don't have to work at the yacht club, you know. Joey: What, find another job? Nah. At least this way it's official. Joey potter, back where she started from. Bessie: It's nice to see college hasn't squashed your inner drama queen. Joey: Can I go now? Bessie: Yes. Get out of here. Oh, did you bring in the mail? Joey: No. Bessie: Can you? Joey: No. I'm late. Scene: The Airport convenience store. Dawson is walking through the aisles, when he bumps into someone, and when he turns to see who it was, he finds out that the person is Grams.] Dawson: I'm sorry. Grams: Oh, de--oh. Dawson. Wh--are you leaving today as well? Dawson: Yeah. Grams: Oh, well, I... well, I guess I've been found out. Uh, we're taking the 6:45 to Las Vegas. Dawson: [Laughs] Ok. Grams: Don't you dare tell Jennifer. I--I think these little getaways are much more fun if they're done on the sly. Dawson: Your secret's safe with me. Grams: Good. Well, I guess we should be going. Hugs, hmm? You have a good summer, Dawson. You've earned it. Dawson: Thank you. I thank you... again so much for everything, for taking me in Grams: No. Thank you for making my granddaughter happy. Dawson: They're still here, actually, if you want to say good-bye. Their flight got delayed. Grams: No, no, no, no. We've said our good-byes. And besides, I-- I would hate for her to think I was doing the grams thing, trying to get her to change her mind. Dawson: About what? Grams: Her parents, of course. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey is going through her receipts at the bar, when Bessie comes walking up to her.] Joey: What? What's wrong? Bessie: Relax, would you? I can't just drop by? Joey: No. Look, Bess, I'm sorry if I seem short with you this afternoon. It's just...this place, being back. Bessie: I know. Not that it's any of my business. Joey: It's not? Bessie: No. You're an adult now, Joey. Officially. It's not the same here without you, you know. Joey: I know. Bessie: And you're not the same. I know you think you are, but you're not. You even look different. Here. I'll show you. [She hands Joey a Passport] You were gonna go to France, remember? And you were giving me all that grief about going to see dad. Joey: I remember. Bessie: You went to the post office and you got the form. You had your picture taken. Joey: Yeah, but I never sent it in. Bessie: I did. If you came back this summer because you think we need you, well, we don't. Joey: Wow. You don't have any other magic tricks in that bag of yours, do you? Bessie: Well, as a matter of fact... [She pulls out Dawson's letter and hands it to Joey] Joey: What's this? Bessie: Guess you'll have to open it to find out. [Scene: The airport. Dawson and Jen are walking down the hallway talking to each other about her parents offer] Dawson: So basically what you're saying is after everything that's happened, we're not still friends? Jen: Yeah, we're friends. Of course we're friends. We're always gonna be friends. But right now, it feels like that's part of the problem. Dawson: Me being honest with you is a problem? Jen: Yeah. Whatyou know what? If it involves me having to go see my parents, yes, it is. Dawson: I'm sorry, Jen, I don't accept that. Jen: Can you please let this slide? Dawson: I can't. Jen: Yes, you can. Dawson: No, I can't, Jen, because I love you and care about you, and I know that deep down you really want to work things out with your parents. I know this because you told me. Jen: Great, so now the things that I said when we were together are gonna be used against me. Dawson: I know what they did hurt you. All right, but I also know you're never gonna grow up unless you face this thing and you face it head on. Jen: I agree with you. I do. Dawson: Then you're going. Jen: No. I'm not. Not everybody is as strong as you, Dawson. Not everybody can rise to the occasion and do the right thing all the time. Maybe some of us are just screwed up and there's really nothing to do about it. Dawson: You don't really believe that. Jen: Maybe I do, maybe I don't. [Sighs] Does it really matter? Dawson: It matters to me. All right, look, just do me a favor. Lie and tell me that you'll think about it. Jen: I'll think about it. [Scene: The Airport. Jack is sitting alone on a set of chairs when Jen comes walking up to join him with a soda in her hand.] Jen: So, what's the verdict? Is he any more gay than the last time you saw him? Jack: Very funny. He, uh, tried to tell his parents. Jen: He tried. Jack: It's a hard thing to do, you know. Jen: I know. Jack: I wasn't very helpful. Jen: Is that your job to be helpful? Jack: It's my job to be nice. Jen: You are nice. Jack: Yeah? How can you tell? Jen: Because you've obviously been sitting here trying to figure out how to help somebody who hasn't been very nice to you. Jack: Yeah, you're right. I mean, it's just crazy. You know, it's weird to see somebody go through the exact same thing that I went through. Jen: And not doing anything to help them. Jack: What do you want me to do, Jen? When somebody's that confused and messed up, so now you just... Jen: Have to be their friend. Jack: He wouldn't appreciate it, you know? Jen: I know. Jack: And it'd be a waste of an entire summer. Jen: Plus you'd be totally bailing on me. Egregiously bailing. Jack: Unforgivably bailing. Jen: Yeah, except that I'd forgive you. Jack: Ahh... how stupid is this? Jen: Very. Jack: You could come. Jen: Can't. Jack: Could. Jen: Won't. Ok, you should go. Go and help someone. That way maybe our year won't be a total wash. Jack: What about you? Jen: I don't know. Maybe it's time I go help myself. [Scene: Magazine Rack at the store. Dawson is paging through a magazine when he looks over and sees the Director that fired him from his internship the last summer. And the director looks up, and sees Dawson.] Director: I know you. How do I know you? Dawson: You fired me. Director: Well, I've fired a lot of people, kid. What was your offense? Dawson: I spilled some coffee on the set of damage, inc. Director: Oh, I remember you, the moralistic film student. You were annoying. Dawson: Thanks. Director: Still in film school? Dawson: Nope. I went back home after that, actually. Director: Aw, poor baby. Did I crap all over your Hollywood dreams? Dawson: Not nearly as much as the critics crapped all over your movie. Director: You've still got balls, kid. Believe it or not, that little speech you gave me kept me up a night or two. Dawson: Really? Director: Sure. Still, you're pretty opinionated for somebody's who's not even in the game. Dawson: That's me, the moralistic film student. Director: Where are you off to? Dawson: Back to L.A. Actually. Director: Give me a call when you get there. I might wanna watch one of those little movies you make. That is if you don't chicken out and run scared this time. [Scene: The Capeside Yacht Club. Joey is sitting outside at night on the docks, reading Dawson's letter with a sad look on her face as she reads it. Pacey comes walking up from behind to join her.] Pacey: Hey. Joey: Hey. [She quickly tucks the letter back into the envelope] Pacey: May I? Joey: Yeah, but you really don't want to get too close. Pacey: Head lice? Joey: No. I seem to have fallen victim to the Capeside disease. Pacey: And what is that exactly? Joey: Feeling trapped, feeling sorry for yourself, sort of general inability to see the future. Pacey: You mean being a teenager. Joey: You know what, pace? And don't take this the wrong way, but, well, despite your pension for sugar-coated cereals and Saturday morning cartoons, you may be the most adult person I know. Pacey: [Snickers] Joey: You never look back, do you? Pacey: Why would you look back? The future's out there. And whatever it is, it's gonna be great. Joey: You really believe that? Pacey: Sure, I do. Joey: Just not for yourself? Pacey: Come again? Joey: Pace, you're pigheaded, and don't bother trying to contradict me because I've earned the right to say these things. Pacey, you need to believe in yourself more. Pacey: Ok, point taken. Joey: Good. You miss her, don't you? Pacey: Audrey? I don't really think that's an appropriate conversation for last year's class couple to have, do you? Joey: Fine, but I miss her. She changed my life, you know. Pacey: Yeah, I know. Of course, there's always the other option. Joey: Hmm? Pacey: That you changed it. Joey: Fine. I guess I did. Pacey: I guess you did. And although I have no idea what was in that letter you were just reading, I have this funny feeling you were sitting here, in true Joey fashion, wishing that you could unchange it. [Joey gets an idea] Joey: No, I don't. Let's go. Pacey: Go where? Joey: We're not just gonna sit here. We're gonna go. Pacey: And I would ask again, go where? Joey: You want her back, don't you? Well? Pacey: Jo, it's a little late for all that, don't you think? Joey: No. We're gonna go, we're gonna go to the airport, we're gonna find them, and we're gonna say everything that we really want to say to them. Pacey: And we would do that because... Joey: Because we can. Come on. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Airport. Joey and Pacey come running into the airport and run over to the departure board.] Joey: Oh, no. They're boarding. Pacey: Aw, damn it! Well, I guess we screwed the pooch on this one. Joey: No. No, we didn't yet. Pacey: They're not gonna let us through the gate without a ticket, Jo. Joey: I'll go buy one. Pacey: Does this Dawson character really mean that much to you? Ok, I'm just kiddin'. Joey: I'll go buy the ticket and stop Audrey from getting on that plane. Pacey: You know what? I'm on such thin ice with this whole thing that if I want to make this overture, I should at least be present for it. You go buy your ticket, and I have another idea. Joey: Ok, good luck. Pacey: I'll see you. Later. Joey: Bye. [Scene: The Ticket booth. Jen is trying to buy a ticket to her Parent's place.] Jen: But I don't want to fly first-class. What is it, anyway? It's a hot towel. I hate the hot towel. It's hot. I'd be much more comfortable on coach with my people. Clerk: As I've explained countless times, little miss, there are no coach tickets available. Zero. And if you want to get to New York now, I suggest you take this ticket. Jen: Fine. [She takes the ticket, and turns to see Joey a few people back in line behind her.] Joey: Hey. Jen: What are you doing here? Joey: It's complicated. Um... I thought you were going to Costa Rica. Jen: I was. Now I'm not. Thanks to your friend and mine, and something tells me it probably has something to do with why you're standing in line right now. Joey: Mmm-maybe. Jen: There's so much that I want to say that I'm sorry for this year, but there's no time, and I Joey: Give me a hug. Jen: Ok. Joey: Have a great summer. Jen: Thanks. You, too. I love you, Jo. Joey: I love you, too. [Scene: The Airport. Dawson and Audrey are in line to board their plane. Audrey is looking very nervous.] Audrey: Ok, do you remember how I asked you if you'd mind punching me in the face? Dawson: Yeah. Audrey: Could you? Dawson: When we're seated, I promise. Audrey: Ok. Ok. P.A.: Blue star airlines paging Los Angeles passenger Audrey Liddell. Please pick up the white courtesy phone. Audrey: Don't you dare get on the plane with out me. [Audrey goes over to the nearest courtesy phone and picks it up.] Audrey: Hello. Audrey Liddell speaking. Pacey: Audrey. Audrey: Pacey? Pacey: Hey, it's me. Audrey: Well, what do you have to say for yourself? Pacey: I'm sorry, Audrey. Audrey: That's just not good enough, Pacey. Pacey: Ok, you know what? Maybe it's not good enough, but we'll never know if you get on that plane. Audrey: Ok. Pacey: Ok, so, come on and meet me downstairs. We'll talk. Audrey: That's it? That is your pitch-- "meet me downstairs, and we will talk"?! God! You are a lazy romantic, Pacey! [She hangs up the phone] Pacey: Audrey? [Scene: The Airport Security office. Pacey goes up to the security office and the man behind the desk is just staring at him confused.] Pacey: Hey, do you think you could let me use that intercom thing for just a sec? Man: No way, fella. Pacey: This here's some serious business. Oh, come on, buddy. My entire romantic future is hanging in the balance here. There is this girl, this amazing girl, and she's getting on a plane. I've got to stop her from getting on that plane. Man: Buy a ticket, stop her at the gate. Pacey: I don't have enough money to buy a ticket, ok? Man: How much do you have? Pacey: [Sighs] [We cut to Audrey and Dawson still waiting in line. Audrey is listening to her walkman, while waiting] Pacey: Audrey, ok, it's me. Look, I don't know if you can hear me right now, but if you can, please don't get on that plane. Please? [Dawson pulls the headphone off her ears.] Or, you know what? If you do get on the plane, that's fine because all you're gonna do is make me drive across country and hang out in front of your parents' Beverly Hills mansion until you'll talk to me. Because I have to tell you that I am really truly sorry for everything, and I'm sorry that I wasn't completely truthful with you, and I'm sorry for my predilection for the company of older women. It's just that... [Sighs] This has been a really strange year for me, Audrey, 'cause while the rest of you guys were off doin' the whole college thing, I was just doin' my best to stay afloat, and, believe me, nobody's handin' out road maps for the road less traveled. You just kinda gotta get on and start drivin'. But, ultimately, the only thing that I want to take away from this year, and the only thing that I'm gonna remember is you because you are amazing, Audrey, and you came along at a time when I thought all the big loves of my life were behind me, and you just rocked my world. And I know that you and I don't actually even know each other that well yet, but...[Sighs] I'm sure that I could live without you, I'm just not sure that I want to, Audrey, so...that's it. Uh...that's it. That's my pitch. So peace out, everybody. Free the West Memphis three. [Scene: The ticket booth. Joey finally gets up to the clerk to buy a ticket.] Joey: Finally. Clerk: What can I do for you? Joey: I need a ticket. Clerk: To where? Joey: It doesn't matter as long as it's fully refundable. Clerk: You have to pick a destination. Joey: You pick it. Clerk: No, you. Joey: Ok, uh...Milwaukee. Clerk: Well, that's boring. Joey: Ok. Paris, then. Give me a ticket to Paris. Clerk: Ooh, love it. We have a special this week. Joey: Great. Perfect. Just print that up. [Scene: The Luggage claim. Pacey is waiting looking all around for Audrey, when she comes walking up from behind him.] Audrey: Hey, dickhead. So now what? Pacey: Now we drive to California, stopping only for food and sex. Audrey: What about the world's biggest ball of yarn? Could we stop there? Pacey: Whatever you wanna do, baby. Audrey: And what if some sexy... old broad hits on you along the way? Pacey: I kick her to the curb. [She throws her bags on the ground with a huge smile on her face.] Audrey: You are very lucky, Pacey. Pacey: I know. But why? Audrey: 'Cause I kinda love you. Pacey: Only kinda? Audrey: We have a long way to California, ok? We'll work on it. Pacey: Ok. [They kiss] Pacey: Thank you. Let me get your bags. Let me get that one for you. Audrey: Thanks. Ok. Pacey: Hey, by the way, you wouldn't happen to have any money for gas, would you? [Scene: The Airport. Joey is running as fast as she can dodging people and bags as she goes. She finally comes up to Dawson who is just about to get onto his plane.] Joey: Dawson. Dawson: What are you doing here? Joey: Why are you saying good-bye to me? What happened to you? When did you become the fatalist? Dawson: Right about the same time I went to kiss you and you turn your head like you're on a bad blind date. Joey: I was scared. Dawson: Of what? Joey: Of going backwards, of never growing up. Dawson: That's what I represent to you? Joey: No, not you. Us. I started this year thinking that I had to say good-bye to you, but I was wrong. Dawson, you're a huge part of my life-- past, present, and future-- and I have to start getting used to that because... you make my life better, not worse. Dawson: Then come with me. Right now. Come with me, Jo. Joey: I can't. I won't. Going to California is your journey, not mine. And if we really mean to each other what we say we mean to each other, then...there's nothing to worry about. Everything will work itself out, I guarantee it. Besides, I think I finally figured out what that kiss meant. Dawson: Care to share? [She kisses him long and passionately] Dawson: Damn it. Joey: What? Dawson: Damn it. Joey: What? Dawson: Damn it. You have this annoying habit of making me not want to get on planes. Joey: You're gonna get on this plane, Dawson, and you're gonna go make movies. 'Cause that's your dream, and you're gonna be good to everyone you meet along the way because that's who you are. And if you ever get lost, you remember. Dawson: What? Joey: I love you, too. Woman: Sir? Sir, will you be flying with us today or what? Joey: Yes, he'll be flying with you. Go on, rain man. Your life awaits. Dawson: Yours too, you know. [He turns and gets onto his plane. Joey just watches him get on the plane with a tear in her eye.] [Scene: Jen's Plane. Jen is getting sitting in First class waiting to take off. A flight attendant comes up and gives her a hot towel and leaves. The director that was talking to Dawson earlier takes the seat next to Jen.] Director: [British accent] Hello, luv. Jen: Hi. Director: Comin' or goin'? Jen: Uh, hard to say, really. Director: What are you, a model, actress? Jen: No. I'm a student. What do you do? Director: I'm a filmmaker. Jen: Really? Anything I've ever seen? Director: Uh, damage inc.? Jen: Oh, yeah. I saw that opening night. Director: Oh, what did you think? Jen: Kinda sucked. [Scene: Jack and Eric at the Coffee House. WE see them from outside as they are smiling and laughing while talking to one another.] [Scene: The Leery House. Gale is carrying Lilly upstairs walking next to the photos hanging on the wall.] Lilly: Da-da. Gale: "Da-da"? Lilly: Da. [She sees the picture that Lilly is look at, with a picture of Dawson, Gale and Mitch.] Gale: Oh, look. There. Lilly: Da-da. Gale: You said, "da-da." Lilly: Da-da. [Scene: Pacey's Car. Pacey and Audrey are driving to California and talking and laughing together as they go.] [Scene: Dawson's Plane. Dawson is sittin in a window seat, when a woman comes over and sits down in the seat next to him. She is very nervous.] Dawson: You ok? Woman: Yes. No. No, not really. I have this problem with flying: I hate it with a passion. If I grab your arm at some point during the flight and ask you to explain some creepy airplane noise, please don't hold it against me. Dawson: Not a problem. You know what? It's gonna be ok. Everything's gonna be ok. [He suddenly realizes that everything is going to be alright] [Scene: The Ticket booth. Joey goes up to the clerk to return her ticket.] Joey: Yeah, yeah fully refundable, right? Clerk: You bet. It's a shame you can't use this. Paris is supposed to be amazing in the spring. Joey: Yeah. That's what I hear. [She suddenly stops and thinks Why not. And then a smile crosses her face. The picture freezes and fades to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "05x23 - Swan Song"}	foreverdreaming
601 - The Kids Are Alright In this episode: Dawson returns to Boston after working as an assistant director in Los Angeles over the summer and reunites with Joey who has spent a relatively angst-free summer in Capeside. Their reunion leads to an evening of truth and intimacy. Meanwhile, Pacey and Audrey return from their summer in L.A. with a surprise passenger, Audrey's childhood friend Jack Osborne. Original Airdate: October 2, 2002 [Scene: The opening sht opens with the final scene of the season finale, where Joey is trying to decide if she should get a refund for her ticket to Paris] Joey: Fully refundable, right? Clerk: You bet. It's a shame you can't use this. Paris is supposed to be amazing in the spring. Joey: Yeah, that's what I hear. [The scene cuts from her getting a refund to her sitting on a chair out side the Potter Bed and Breakfast, writing in her journal. There are several montages of how she spent her summer] Joey: So I didn't go to Paris. But I totally could've. I mean, what Dawson said that night definitely rang true. Come on, rain man. Your life awaits. Yours, too, you know. He was right. My life was waiting for me out there. But that doesn't mean I had to max out my one and only credit card and fly halfway across the world to find it. Screw that. Instead, I embraced the simple, relatively angst-free pleasures of a summer in Capeside. I read a lot of books, listened to a lot of CDs, waited a lot of tables at the yacht club. Oh...and I met a boy. He was very cute and very nice, and things were going very well right up until the moment he said... I think I'm in love with you. I know. Poor Joey potter. Cute boy falls in love with her. How tragic. But it was a completely inappropriate display of affection. [She picks up a postcard from LA, and we cut to a scene with Audrey and Pacey riding in a convertible car abound the scenes of LA] Joey: Now, Pacey and Audrey, on the other hand, they were smart. They were keeping it simple. They were all about the fun. They came, they saw, they pretty much kicked L.A.'S ass. [Cut to Jack sitting in front of a computer with an email scrolling across the screen] Joey: [Radio plays] Back in beantown, Eric the closeted frat boy came barreling out of the closet, and the two of them had a grand old summer doing all the things that young people in love are wont to do. But then jack succumbed to a fate typically reserved for heterosexual women-- he was dumped for someone far younger and prettier than himself... by e-mail, no less. He was depressed. This much is true. But he got up, dusted himself off, and got right back in the game. [We see a scene of Jack sneaking a boy out of his bedroom after Grams leaves the area.] [Cut to Scene of a high class neighborhood, and then her sitting on a couch in front of her parents] Joey: [Pretending to make stretching grunts] Meanwhile, 3,000 miles away in the Tony Hamptons, miss Jennifer Lindley was the recipient of some very alarming news. Mr. And Mrs. Theodore Lindley sat their only child down and informed her that they were getting a divorce. She was happy... really, truly happy. She thought it was the most functional thing her parents had ever done. [Cut to Joey in her dorm looking at a picture of Dawson, and she goes and hangs it on her wall.] Joey: And oddly enough, what followed was perhaps the truth is, we didn't talk this summer. Not a word. Which is weird, I guess, but at the same time, not. I...I kept meaning to call him. I did. But one week turned into a month, and before you know it... here we are, back at school. What Dawson said that night definitely rang true-- my life is waiting for me out there. I know it. And what's really cool is that I have absolutely no idea what to expect. But whatever it is... I'm ready for it. I'm excited. Bring it on. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey running through the campus of school carrying her book bag, and looking frantically down at her wrist watch cause she is late for something. She turns a corner and runs into a guy knocking him down] Man: Whoa! Wow. You ht pretty hard for a girl. Joey: I'm so sorry. I'm late for something. Man: Ever heard of an alarm clock? Joey: [Sullenly] I said I'm sorry. [Joey leaves] Man: Yeah, well, sorry's not gonna unbruise my ass, now, is it? [Scene: Joey gets to the office of the professor she is supposed to meet up with. She runs into the secretary who is leaving his office] Joey: Hi. Um...Joey potter for professor Heston. I'M...really sorry I'm late. Secretary: Oh, no worries, dear. He's running a bit late himself. [Joey goes into the office, and turns when a man walks into the office. She turns to see that it is the guy she knocked down on campus, just a minute ago.] Joey: Fudge. [Sighs] [Scene: Outside the School Dorms. Audrey and Pacey pull up in his mustang and Get out of the car, and look at one another over the roof of the car.] Audrey: [Sighs] We should probably wake him up. Pacey: Do we have to? Audrey: Listen, I know you weren't that keen on giving him a ride out here, but what was I supposed to do, Pacey? I grew up next to the kid. His mom and dad want him to go to Worthington. Come on. He's not that bad, is he? Pacey: Well...apart from shoving his somewhat dubious musical taste down my throat, he did take every opportunity to tell me how many times he's seen you naked. Audrey: He's never seen me naked. Pacey: Really! He knows about the tattoo. [Audrey looks into the back seat and screams. Jack Osborne pops up out of the back seat of the car.] Audrey: Wake up, you little perv! Jack: What the [Bleep]?! Audrey: What's this about you seeing me naked? Jack: What the [Bleep] Did you tell her? Pacey: Just what you told me, chief. Jack: Thanks a lot. Thanks a [Bleep] Lot. I confide in you, and this is what I get? Audrey: I'm listening, jack. Jack: Do you remember the telescope in my bedroom? Well, I didn't really do much stargazing. Audrey: I'm so telling your father on you. Jack: Go ahead. He had a peek, too. Audrey: Oh! Jack: But don't worry, he said really good things. Audrey: Ok. Well, then, I'm telling your mother, and she's gonna kick your ass, jack. Jack: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever. Let me out. I gotta take a [Bleep] Piss. [Jack gets out of the car and leaves them alone.] Pacey: Ohhh! Gahh. Mmm! Mmm. Mmm... mmm! What the hell was that for? Audrey: Mmm. The end is nigh, my dear. Pacey: What are you talkin' about, woman? Audrey: Don't you get it, Pacey? None of the great couples ever make it in the real world-- Sid and Nancy, bonnie and Clyde, Dawson and Joey. How the hell do you ever expect us to have a fighting chance? Pacey: Ok, Stella Adler, what's up with you? Audrey: [Sighs] The summer is over, Pacey. The return to dull normalcy begins now. I mean, look at all of these... civilians going about their business... marching off to class, buying their little books. It's enough to make a girl wanna blow chunks. Pacey: Speaking of, why aren't you marchin' off with 'em? Audrey: Because nothing ever happens on the first day of class. It's a total waste. Pacey: Naturally. Audrey: Did you have a nice summer, Pacey? Pacey: I had a fantastic summer. Thank you so much for showing me your L.A. And thank you for introducing me to your father, without whom I wouldn't have a single job prospect at the moment. Audrey: Yeah, you want to know something? You weren't supposed to actually impress my father, Pacey. Pacey: What was I suppose to do, creep the guy out? Audrey: Yes. But that's not the point. Pacey: Really? What's the point? Audrey: The point is that I don't want you to turn into some lame 9-to-5er on me, Pacey. Pacey: Well, I'll...try, miss Liddell, but I do actually need a job, and it would be nice to have just a little bit of disposable cash for a change. Audrey: We live in a city with, like, 8 million restaurants. Take your pick. Pacey: Or maybe I want something better for myself. Perhaps Pacey actually wants his very own sht at greatness. Besides, the party can't go on forever, baby. Audrey: Blah blah, blah blah, blah blah. Will you bring my bags in? Pacey: Yes. Ok. [Scene: Heston's Office. Professor Heston is going through a folder at his desk, as Joey is sitting in a chair on the opposite side of the desk.] Heston: [Chuckles] Joey: What? Heston: I--I can't believe that you said fudge. Joey: Oh. It just... kind of came out. Heston: I mean, it's so silly. Even Doris, my secretary, would probably go for the more hard-core version of my favorite expletive. Joey: Well, Doris is clearly a tough broad. Heston: Uh-huh. Hey, tomorrow's your birthday. Joey: That's right. Heston: Any big plans? Joey: Uh, no. Heston: Oh, it's just as well. You don't have much to celebrate. It says here that, uh, your scholarship barely covers your tuition. Do you have a job? Joey: Uh, no. Heston: Are you looking for one? Joey: Yes. Heston: There's an opening in the English department. Research assistant. You interested? Joey: Sure, maybe. Heston: "Sure, maybe." This is a job, Joey, that students sab each other in the back for. Think about it. Let me know. Oh, now, this-- this is a problem. Joey: What? Heston: It says here you're signed up for my lit class. Joey: Oh, yeah, I... thought it looked interesting. Heston: It's also a little advanced for a hm. Joey: Obviously you don't know me, professor Heston, because, if you did, you would realize that my hm status, it's a total non-issue. Um, besides, I've read most of the books on the reading list. Heston: How about last exit to Brooklyn? Did you read that book? Joey: Last exit to Brooklyn. Um... [nods head no] Heston: I'll make you a deal. You finish it before the first class and I'll try and forget the fact that you're just a lowly hm. Ok? Joey: Ok. Wait--before the first class? The first class is today. Heston: That's right. Joey: At 3:00. Heston: Yeah. What's your point? Joey: Nothing. Forget it. [Scene: Gram's House. Grams is making some lunches, when Jen comes down into the kitchen with a huge smile on her face.] Jen: Good morning, grandmother. Grams: Good morning, granddaughter. Jen: Grams Grams: I have something to Jen: Have I ever told you that you are my hero? That you're everything that I've ever wanted to be? Grams: Well, that's lovely, dear. Jen: Grams, do you notice anything different about me this morning? Grams: No. Jen: Well, as it just so happens, I'm happy. Today's the first day of my hm year and, really, I couldn't be more pleased. I don't know if you've noticed this, but I'm generally a dour sort. Grams: No. Really? I wasn't aware of that. Jen: Yes, and while I'm still somewhat disgusted with life, I find myself suddenly happy to be here. Grams: Well, that's-- that's nice, dear. Jen: You know what I think it is? I think that the disillusion of the Lindley marriage has actually restored my faith in humanity. I mean, if those 2 loons can take steps to improve the quality of their lives and--and the lives of those around them, then anything is possible. [Grams turns and looks at her] What? Grams: What's happened to my granddaughter? If you've eaten her I want you to spit her out this instant. [Telephone rings] Grams: Hello? Oh, hello, Mr. Smalls. No, I don't have any plans. I'd love to accompany you to tea at the Boston museum of art. Oh, my. Oh, my. That would just be lovely. [Jen leaves the kitchen and runs into Jack coming down the stairs with a guy, and stops them, then looks into the kitchen and waits until Grams is out of view, then waves them on] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Pacey is lying down on Audrey's bed, rubbing his eyes, when Joey comes into the room. Audrey is in the bathroom with the door closed. Pacey jumps up and goes over to Joey] Joey: Hey, you. Pacey: Oh, Joey. Thank god. Look, there's no time right now, but, no matter what happens in the next 30 seconds, or what I do, you do not want me to crash here with you guys. Got it? Just [Audrey comes out of the bathroom] Pacey: Hi. Audrey: Joey potter, as I live and breathe. Joey: My nemesis. Welcome back. Audrey: Thank you. Hey, can, um, Pacey stay with us for a couple days? Joey: Um... uh, you know what? Now is not really the best time. Uh... I've got a lot of studying to do, and, well, I mean, you know Pacey. I mean, he's kind of like a child. If he doesn't get enough attention, he starts to act out, and then there's the burping, the farting, the chronic hal-- it's disgusting, really. Audrey: Don't I know it. Pacey: Hey, I'm standing right here. Joey: I'm sorry, I can't be a party to it. Audrey: I understand. All right, well, it looks like you're shacking up with grams, amigo. Pacey: Well, that's just great. You know, after all we've been through together, Joey, I really thought you'd be cooler about this. I'm actually a little hurt. Joey: Well, when you put it that way Pacey: Oh, no. No, no, no. Don't you try to weasel out of this now. The damage is done. Let's go, Liddell. Audrey: Oh, hey! What are we doing tonight? Joey: Well, I don't know. Audrey: We could go out and celebrate. Joey: Ah, you want to celebrate my return to Worthington? Audrey: That is so sweet, Joey. Right, 'cause that's the only thing we could potentially celebrate. Joey: Obviously. Audrey: All right, well, later, bunny. [They leave and Joey sits on her bed and begins reading] [Telephone rings and the answering machine picks up, and Joey just listens to the message.] Dawson: Joey. Hey, it's me, Dawson. Long time, no talk, huh? Heh. Uh, listen, I'm in town, actually, for the weekend. Um, I was wondering if you wanted to get together, maybe for, uh, some coffee or something. British guy: Get off the bloody phone, leery! I'm not paying you to chat up some bird! Dawson: Hold on. One second, Todd. Uh, Joey, if you get this, meet me at 2:00 at, um, this coffee shop. Paleo sun. It's on the corner of front and princess. Ok? I gotta go. Bye. British guy: Leery! [Commercial Break] [Scene: Grams' house. Jack is sitting on the couch playing some video games on the TV, when Pacey comes downstairs in a suit, uncomfortably trying to put on a tie.] Pacey: What do you think? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, that's, uh, pretty slick, dude. Nice fit. Looks better on you, actually, than it does on me. Pacey: You don't think it's too flashy, do you? Jack: Uh...what's the job again? Pacey: Well, I'm selling stocks. Jack: What do you know about selling stocks? Pacey: Not a damn thing, but Audrey's father seems to think I'd be good at it. He told me I'm a natural born hustler and I should take advantage of it while I can. Jack: Well, you got to admit, pace, you do possess the appropriate degree of obnoxiousness for that particular vocation. Pacey: Thanks, pal. Jack: Mm-hmm. Pacey: [Sighs] So, this is life at gram's house, huh? Jack: Yeah. Pretty much. Pacey: It's kind of... Jack: lame? Pacey: I was gonna say quaint, but, yeah, lame pretty much sums it up. Jack: Yeah. Plus, it's getting increasingly difficult to have a life, if you know what I mean. Pacey: Oh, yeah. I know what you mean. No, I don't. What do you mean? Jack: Come on, you know. You meet somebody, you like them, you want to take them someplace a bit more intimate Pacey: Oh. Mmm. Jack: You probably don't want to hear the rest, so Pacey: well, don't censor yourself on my account. I mean, Pacey Witter is nothing if not a card-carrying friend of the gay. Jack: Yeah. Pacey: You ever think about getting a place of your own? Jack: Yeah. All the time. Just can't afford it. Pacey: Right, and neither can I, but... what if you and I were to get a place together? Jack: You and me, roommates? Pacey: Sure. Why not? Jack: I can think of about a million reasons why not. Pacey: Name one. Jack: Well... can I get back to you on that? Pacey: Ok, I'm finding us a place to live. [Scene: School Lecture hall. Jen goes into the class, which is already full, and finds a seat next to the aisle and sits down, and tries to get situated] Jen: Is this art history? [She turns to see Grams sitting in the seat next to her.] Jen: Ohh! What are you doing here? Grams: Same thing you are, dear. Jen: What, you're in my class? Grams: Mm-hmm. Jen: Oh, this is so uncool. Grams: I tried to tell you this morning, but you were just prattling and I could barely get a word in edgewise. Jen: How did this happen? Grams: Well, I attended one of Clifton's summer school classes and it was such a delight. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed the classroom, so I decided right there and then to go back to school. Jen: Great. So not only are you going to embarrass me into an early grave, but you're also doing this for a man? Grams: Jennifer, give an old woman some credit. I am doing this for myself. Jen: Ok, fine, but why did it have to be art history? Why can't you take a nice little math class? You know, from what I hear using that part of the brain helps the elderly stave off the early onset of Alzheimer's. [A teacher stops nest to them while walking down the aisle] Teacher: Ladies, am I gonna have to separate you two? [Scene: An Apartment. Pacey comes walking up the a door where the sounds of someone playing the drums comes from. He is carrying a paper in his hands, and stops at the door.] [Drums playing] [Knocks] [the drumming stops and a woman opens the door] Emma: Hi. Pacey: Hey. Emma: Emma. Pacey: Pacey. Emma: Come on in then, Pacey. Pacey: Thanks. Wow. Emma, this place is fantastic. Emma: Yeah, it is. Expensive, too. [Pacey begins tapping drums] Pacey: these yours? Emma: Uh, no, they're my boyfriend's. 'Cause, you know, it's so f-ing impossible to believe that a girl could play a musical instrument that they must be someone else's, right? Pacey: That's not what I-- I got a bit of foot-in-mouth disease. But if it's any consolation, you sounded great. Emma: Like I said, the place is expensive. Are you a student? Pacey: No, no. You? Emma: Yeah. Berklee school of music. Pacey: The drums. Emma: Yeah. Pacey: Right. Emma: You have a job? Pacey: Uh, actually, no, not really Emma: well, it was lovely to meet you, Pacey. Pacey: Oh, no, no, no. I have this huge job interview tomorrow. If that counts for anything. Does it? Ok. Emma, you have a fantastic place here. And if you gave me a chance I'm pretty sure I could swing it 'cause I also have another friend who's looking Emma: another guy? Pacey: Yeah, a great guy. Emma: No, living with guys is a terrible idea. It always ends in disaster. I have a lesbian couple coming over to look at the place again tomorrow, and both Debbie and Donna are gainfully employed. Pacey: But do you think they could help you with the drum kit down the stairs every time you have a gig? Emma: From the look of them, yeah, they could. And they look better than you, in fact. Pacey: Ok, I can take that. If you need to emasculate me that's fine, but give me a chance. Let me bring jack by, introduce you. Emma: Look, I'm sure this jack is a world-class charmer, but it's really not necessary. Pacey: I'm not really understanding what it is that you're so fearful of here. Is it the sexual tension thing? 'Cause I know that could be awkward, two guys and a girl living together, but I can pretty much guarantee you that there is absolutely no possibility of either Jack or myself falling in love with you because it-- because-- that didn't come out right. But there's a good reason. Let me try again. Emma: Look, it won't be necessary. Pacey: No, what I'm saying is that neither Emma: Bugger off, chum. Pacey: Because he's ga . [She closes the door in his face] [Scene: Class room. Jack and Jen are sitting next to each other getting ready for class to start] Jack: What are you doing? Jen: I'm trying to make sure that grams isn't in this class, too. Jack: Come on. Give the old girl a break. Besides, I don't think the history of pop culture is exactly her speed. Jen: Who knows? The woman's crazy. Like a fox. [The sound of a door closing, and jack sees a rather handsome man walk into the classroom] Jack: Ok, ok. I-- whoa. Jen: What? Jack: [Clears throat] [Jen sees the guy as he walks up to the podium and puts his bag down]] Jen: [Whispers] Oh, he's beautiful. Jack: Yeah. What you said. Professor: Welcome, friends and neighbors, to what I hope will be an enjoyable semester. I'm betting you guys think it's gonna be an easy ride. And when you look at some of the things we're going to be studying-- things like the films of Keanu Reeves, the rise of the WB, and why reality TV shows are bad for the soul-- Jen: [Whispers] Do you think he's gay? Jack: You're asking me? Come on, I got the worst gaydar going. Jen: I think he's gay. How much you wanna bet? Jack: How about $1 million? [Imitating Austin Powers] Jen: Done. Professor: All right. I'm available to answer any questions at any time. Truth be told, I'm pretty much just like you guys. A pop culture junkie. My wife thinks I watch too much TV, and she's probably right, but I have a built-in excuse. It's my job. [Jack mouths the word WIFE] Jen: How do you want it? Jack: Hundreds. I'm all about the Benjamins, baby. [Scene: Joey sitting at a table outside the Coffee house. She is reading a book while waiting for Dawson. She starts to get antsy, looking at her watch and back to the book. She continues to do this for a while then grabs her bad, and rushes off. Cut to Professor Heston's class. The class has already started, and Joey tries to sneak in quietly] Heston: Last exit to Brooklyn is considered a classic of post-wr American writing. There are in my [Heston notices her trying to sneak in ] Heston: hello. How are you? Joey: Good. Heston: Have a seat, please. Can we get you anything? Make sure that seat's ok 'cause there seem to be some available over there. This is fine. Where was I? Oh. Right. Last exit to Brooklyn is considered a classic of post-wr American writing. There are-- [Cell phone ringing] [Everyone begins looking at their phones, and Joey notices t is her phone that is in her bag, and shyly pulls it out] Heston: If you can't make it stop, will you just answer it already? Joey: I don't want to be rude. Heston: Fine. You don't want to answer it, I will. [He takes the phone and answers it] Hello? Who's this? Audrey. No, this is professor Greg Heston. No, Joey can't come to the phone right now. But is there any message you'd like for me to relay? Sure. Yeah. No, ok. I got it. Yeah, right back at you. [He hangs up the phone and gives it back to her. Several of the class mates are giggling] Heston: So, where were we? [Clears throat] You know what? Before I forget, Joey, turns out Dawson couldn't make it. He was a little crazed, but he wants to meet you and the gng at Hell's Kitchen at, like, 8:30. Ok? Joey: Thanks. Heston: My pleasure. So, where were we? Right, ok. Last exit to Brooklyn. Any thoughts? Joey? Joey: Uh... honestly the truth is I only had a chance to read one of the vignettes. Heston: Joey... it's the first day of class and already you've broken a promise. Joey: I'm sorry, but Heston: Action, Joey. Not excuses. So, uh... what did you think of what you did manage to read? Joey: I thought that it was heartbreaking. Um... I mean, the people, they're...doomed. It's like a world where the sun never shines. [Man scoffs] Heston: You. What's your name? Hello? [The guy who scoffed, points to himself. Eddie is played by Oliver Hudson] Right, yeah. Eddie: Eddie. My name's Eddie. Heston: Eddie. Hi, Eddie. What's your beef, Eddie? Eddie: I got no beef. Heston: Oh, no, that's crap. I sense an opposing viewpoint. Eddie: No, no, I just, uh-- just, uh... Heston: well, come on. Out with it. Eddie: I don't know, I just feel like it's a little condescending to feel sorry for these people. I mean, who says there can't be beauty in a world where the sun doesn't shine? Heston: You've read the whole book, haven't you, Eddie? Eddie: Yeah. Years ago. It's awesome. Heston: Well, you've got one up on Ms. Potter, anyway. So, moving on. [Eddie winks at her, then fade to black] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Pacey and Audrey are playing pool. Pacey takes a sht and sends the cue ball flying off the table, and Emma, who is working in the bar, catches the ball and puts it back on the table] Pacey: Ooh! I'm so sorry. Hi. Emma: You again. Pacey: Well, this has got to be some kind of sign, don't you think? Emma: I think it's more like an omen of bad things to come. Audrey: Who's this? Pacey: This, my dear, is ms. Emma Jones. The one who has that fantastic apartment I was telling you about. Audrey: Oh, right. Pacey: And this, ms. Emma Jones, is my sweetheart of a girlfriend Audrey. Key word being "girlfriend." Emma: What are you going on about, exactly? Pacey: That I have a girlfriend. Right here. A beautiful, wonderful girlfriend. Emma: Good for you, mate. Pacey: But I have a girlfriend. So you have nothing to worry about. You know what I mean? Emma: Not really, no. Pacey: Ok, you tell her. Audrey: Tell her what? Pacey: Tell her what a good guy I am. What a great roommate I would make. Audrey: I'm not telling her anything. She's hot. Emma: Well, thank you. Audrey: You're welcome. I don't want you living with a hot girl. You two seem to get along. Pacey: That's great. Changing gears for a second, I'd like to introduce you to my friend Jack. Jack, this is Emma. [Jack is trying to eat, when Pacey turns to him. Jack has just taken a big bite of food] Jack: Hmm? Pacey: Say hi, jack. Jack: Oh. Hi. Pacey: Jack's gay. Emma: He doesn't look very gay. Pacey: Jack? Jack: Hmm? Pacey: You? Gay. Jack: Oh, yeah. Pacey: See? Emma: Well, good for jack, then. Pacey: So, are we any closer to getting the apartment? Emma: No. Pacey: I didn't think so. [Scene: Outside Hell's Kitchen. Joey looks through the window and sees Audrey, Pacey, Jen and Jack all sitting at a table, and smiles and goes inside. We cut to a little bit later, and Joey is standing at the juke box with a scowl on her face, when Pacey comes up to join her.] Joey: This is so unfair. When are they gonna play my song? Pacey: Well, maybe the jukebox rejected it on the grounds there's been plenty enough whiny chick-rock for one night, thank you very much. Joey: Bite me. Pacey: Rowr. [Pacey bites her arm] Joey: Pacey. Gross. So. Now would you like to explain yourself? Pacey: Why would I want to do that, exactly? Joey: Earlier today. A certain frantic desire not to be confined to a certain dorm room with a certain bosomy blonde with whom you spent the entire summer. Pacey: Oh, that. Joey: Yes, that. Pacey: [Snap, clap] Do you remember our particular summer together? Joey: Rings a bell or 2. Pacey: Ok, good. You remember how when we came back we were all lovey-dovey and we didn't really want the summer to end, as such? Joey: Speak for yourself, but... I do recall something to that effect. Pacey: Let's say for the sake of argument that I am not at all unhappy that this summer is ending. Which is not to say that I didn't have a good time, because I did, absolutely. It's just that a different Hollywood party with different Hollywood friends every night and "Hollywood Audrey" is a little... Joey: Exhausting. Pacey: In a word, yes. Joey: Look, I've got a conflict here, because... see, the part of me that happens to be your close friend and erstwhile paramour says, hey, life's too short. You gotta do what makes you happy, right? But then the other part of me, the part that happens to be Audrey's close friend and college roommate says, you know what? You break her heart, I break your face. Got it? Pacey: I got it. Joey: Come on. [They go over to join Audrey, Jen and Jack at the table] Joey: So, where is he? Audrey: "Godot" leery, you mean? I don't know. This is what it was like all summer long. He was out the door before we got up and he was never home any earlier than midnight. Todd kept him really busy, I guess. Joey: Who's Todd? Audrey: Do you remember the director that fired him last summer? Well, he hired him as his assistant this summer. That's Hollywood for you. Joey: What about Oliver? Audrey: [Audrey laughs] He flipped out, hated L.A., Kept saying that he could literally see his soul leaving his body. He left this note on Dawson's pillow that said, "I'll see you in hell, Leery." Dramatic to the end, that one. Didn't you talk to him at all? Joey: Oliver? Audrey: Dawson. Joey: Oh. Um... no. I kept meaning to call, but... Audrey: Interesting. Joey: I'm gonna go check on my song. [Joey heads to the Jukebox, where Emma is walking by when a man begins to bat on the machine] Man: I'm telling you, this thing ate my dollar. Emma: Well, it's a jukebox, not a vending machine. You were expecting it to spit out a candy bar, were you? Man: Are you getting smart with me? Emma: I'm afraid that's unavoidable. [Joey joins them] Man: What are you lookin' at? Joey: A drunk guy with his fly open. What are you looking at? [The guy leaves] Emma: [Laughs] That was pretty good. Joey: It was nothing. You were doing pretty well yourself. Emma: Yeah, working in a place like this definitely sharpens your tongue. Joey: Tell me about it. I spent my high school years waiting tables at a place like this. Turned me into a surly wench. Emma: You wouldn't happen to be looking for a job, would you? 'Cause we could definitely use a surly wench who can handle herself. Joey: Um... I don't know. Maybe. Emma: Um, what's your name? Joey: I'm Joey. Joey potter. Emma: I'm Emma Jones. Well, think about it, Joey. Joey: I will. Emma: And I know the jukebox is all backed up. I'm still waiting to hear "White Wedding," myself. [cut back to the table.] Pacey: All right, well, look, it's been a barrel of monkeys, but I'm going home. Audrey: What?! You amateur! Pacey: I gotta get some rest, sweetheart. Audrey: I don't know, Pacey. If I were in a hiring position, I'd wanna see somebody come in with suitcases under their eyes and reeking of booze and sex. Pacey: Ok, well, I will take that under consideration, but I'm still gonna go. Audrey: I don't like this new Pacey. Not one bit. What happened to the Pacey of yore? Pacey: The Pacey of yore is exhausted. The Pacey of yore just drove 3,000 miles in 3 days. Aren't you tired? And don't you have classes tomorrow? Audrey: Well, yes. But I also have my priorities. Pacey: Ok, demanda. I'm going home. Brothers, sisters. [He leaves, and goes outside, where Audrey comes racing up to him] Audrey: Hey, Witter! Wait up. Pacey: Aw, come on, Audrey. How many times do I have to tell you? I need some rest. Audrey: Please don't be annoyed with me, Pacey. Trust me. In, like, 2 minutes you're gonna be sorry that you were so annoyed with me and you're gonna feel like a jerk, and I want to save you that pain. Pacey: What are you talking about? [She takes out a keycard for a hotel and hands it to him] Pacey: What's that? Audrey: It is a key to a room in the most ridiculously swanky hotel in all of Boston. I thought that we should spend the last night of our summer vacation together in style. I mean, with all the motel 6s and whatnot, I thought it might be a nice change of pace, pace. And I promise I will let you rest. No sexual misconduct. Nothing. Just total hardcore REM sleep. Pacey: You're right. I feel like a jerk. Audrey: See? I told you that was gonna happen. Pacey: Did you, now? Look, I'm sorry. I just-- I really want to make a good impression tomorrow. Your father was kind enough to go out on a limb for me, and I don't want to let him down because that would kind of be like letting you down, and that would suck. Audrey: Pacey... Pacey: Yes. Audrey: You're getting all serious on me. Come on. Let's go rest. Pacey: I don't know how strict we have to be about that whole "rest" thing. [Scene: Inside Hell's Kitchen. Joey is sitting at the table and talking with Jack and Jen about job prospects] Joey: So I can either work for this cranky professor and advance my academic career or I can work here, be ht on by drunken louts and make excellent tips. What's a girl to do? Jack: I don't even think it's a choice for you, Jo. Jen: Yeah, me neither. Joey: What do you mean? Jen: Come on, given a choice, Joey Potter will always venture down the sensible path, and the sensible path in this case would be to work for professor cranky pants. Jack: Nicely put. Jen: Thank you. Joey: I'm shocked and appalled. That's what you think of me? Jack: Jo, it's not a bad thing. It's just, you know, it's who you are. And we love you for it. Jen: [Yawns] All right. I gotta go home. Our lady of continuing education wants to ht the bookstores bright and early, so I need to get some beauty rest. You coming, Jackers? Jack: You talked me into it. Jo, you coming? Joey: Um, no, I think I'm gonna stick around here a little while longer. What? Jen: Nothing. It's cute. Joey: [Sighs] Go. Go on. Get out of here. [They leave and we see a montage of scenes of the night while Joey sits and waits. She continually keeps looking back at the door from time to time She is there for a long time before she finally gives up decides to leave. She exits Hell's Kitchen and crosses the street as a Cab pulls up to the bar.] Dawson: Joey! Joey: Mmm. [She turns and smiles] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Inside Hell's Kitchen. Joey and Dawson are sitting at the bar, talking to one another. You can see that they are very happy to finally be spending some time together] Dawson: All right, so guess what? Joey: What? Dawson: Take a guess. Joey: You're gay. Dawson: That and... I was on the phone with Steven Spielberg the other day. Joey: Really? Dawson: Sort of. Joey: What do you mean "sort of"? Dawson: He called for Todd, and I said, "hold on a second, please," and I put Todd on. Joey: That's it? Dawson: My hands were shaking. Joey: "Hold on a second, please"? That's the best you could do for your childhood hero? Dawson: I thought for sure I was gonna miss you again. Joey: You almost did. Everyone left. I was next. Dawson: But you couldn't bring yourself to leave, could you? You had to see me. Joey: Get over yourself. I'll have you know that I stuck a dollar in that jukebox over 3 hours ago. I was not gonna leave until I heard my song. Dawson: Ok. All right. My mistake. Joey: So tell me about this movie you're making. Dawson: Um, it's a horror movie... no matter what Todd says. He likes to tell people that it's a Hitchcockian thriller, but that's kind of like saying Happy Gilmore is an homage to Woody Allen. You look great, by the way. Joey: Thank you. Dawson: I don't say things like that nearly enough. The second I saw you I thought to myself, "god, she looks great," but I didn't say anything, so... I'm saying it now. Joey: Is this some player routine you work shopped in L.A. Over the summer? Dawson: Can a guy not tell a girl that she looks great without there being some sort of manipulation involved? Joey: Generally, no. Dawson: Ok, good point. But this is you and me. General rules do not apply to you and me. They never have. Joey: Can I ask you a question? Dawson: Ok. Joey: We didn't talk this summer. At all. Why is that? Dawson: Quick and easy answer would be that I was really, really busy and there just wasn't any time. Which is true, but... it's not really it, because I thought about you all the time, and about what you said about how everything would just kind of work itself out between us and it just... made me feel so good about us. I just...well, I guess I didn't want to ruin that feeling. Does that make any sense? Joey: It makes a lot of sense, actually. You know what this means. Dawson: What? Joey: Dare I say we might be growing up? Dawson: Oh, god. Joey: What? Dawson: That sounds so boring. Joey: True. Sad but true. But I mean... case in point. You seem...different. Dawson: Different how? Joey: Just different. A good different... like living your dream agrees with you. Dawson: I don't know that fetching lattes and having Todd's Porsche detailed qualifies as living the dream, but... Joey: you know what I mean. Dawson: Yeah, I do. So what about you? Joey: What about me? Dawson: Did you do anything special this summer? Did you meet anyone special? Joey: Mmm, no one worth mentioning. And you? [Suddenly Joey finally hears her song play on the jukebox.] Joey: Ah! Finally! Dawson: I know this song. This is a great song. Joey: Yeah, it is. Dawson: What? Joey: Nothing. It just reminds me of something. The summer between seventh and eighth grade, and clueless. Dawson: Was it on the soundtrack or something? Joey: No. At least, I don't think so. Um... we went to see it at the rialto, remember? And when we got out it was pouring rain, your mom came to pick us up, but the car was, like, way across the street so you grabbed my hand and we ran for it. And it was probably only about 10 seconds or so, but when we got in the car, all I could think about was the fact that... you had held my hand. Dawson: So what does it have to do with the song? Joey: It was playing on the radio in your mom's car. Dawson: Oh. [Dawson gets up, and reaches his hand out for Joey to join him] Joey: What are you doing? Dawson: I was gonna ask you to dance. Joey: Are you crazy? Dawson: Yeah, but the offer still stands. [They dance to the song] [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Dawson has just walked Joey back to the room, and they go inside and Joey puts down her bag and coat.] Joey: Thank you for walking me home. Dawson: No thanks necessary. It's what I do. All right, I should probably go. Joey: You don't have to, you know. Dawson: I don't? Joey: Audrey's with Pacey tonight. Dawson: Oh, cool. Joey: So you can take her bed if you want. Dawson: I could very easily get a cab back to the hotel. Joey: Of course not. I don't want you walking around out there this late. Dawson: Thanks. Joey: No thanks necessary. Dawson: It's what I do. Make yourself at home. [Joey goes into the bathroom, and gets ready for bed. Joey comes out of the bathroom and Dawson is asleep on Audrey's bed. She goes over to her bed and climbs in with a semi-disappointed look on her face] Dawson: Jo, you awake? Joey: Yeah. Dawson: I'm sorry. I fell asleep. Joey: You must be exhausted. Get some sleep. We can talk in the morning. Dawson: What time is it? Joey: 5 of 12:00. Dawson: Damn. Joey: What's wrong? [Dawson walks over to the clock above Joey's bed and moves it from 11:55 to 12:05] Joey: What are you doing? Dawson: Cheating. I can't wait anymore. [He reaches into his bag, and pulls out a gift bag and hands it to Joey ] Happy birthday, Jo. Joey: You're the only one who remembered. Dawson: Yeah, I'm good like that. Joey: Thank you, Dawson. [She opens it and pulls out a snow globe of Hollywood] Dawson: It's cheesy. I know. Joey: No, it's not cheesy at all. It's perfect. Dawson: You know what you were saying before, about how living my dream agrees with me? I've been thinking about that and I want you to know that I probably would not be living any dream at all if it weren't for you. I mean, more and more I keep on finding myself in these incredibly surreal situations and every time... I always kind of, in the back of my head just think, "what would Joey think if she could see me right now?" You know, I guess everyone has someone who challenges them and makes them sh*t for something just beyond their reach. You're that person for me. So, yeah, maybe we didn't talk this summer, and who knows, maybe we'll find ourselves talking less and less as time goes on and life gets more and more in the way, but... I gotta say, Jo, I don't feel it. 'Cause you're with me everywhere I go. Happy birthday. Joey: Thank you. [They hug for a long time, and Joey slowly feels Dawson's hands rubbing her back, and suddenly doesn't know what to think. She slowly pulls back, and they look deeply into one another's eyes. After another long moment they begin to lean into each, at first pressing their lips together and then more passionately kissing one another. The kisses lead into heavy petting and then Dawson slowly lowers Joey onto the bed, and they continue making out, and the camera fades to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x01 - The Kids Are Alright"}	foreverdreaming
602 - The Song Remains The Same In this episode: Dawson and Joey wake up feeling awkward and excited after their first night together, but the mood is ruined when Dawson receives a phone call from a girl he's been seeing in Los Angeles. Meanwhile, Audrey's father pulls some strings and sets Pacey up with a job interview that could change his life; and sparks fly between Jen and CJ, a handsome new peer counselor she meets at school. Original Airdate: October 2, 2002 [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey and Dawson are wrapped up with one another sleeping together, Dawson behind Joey all curled up. His hand is resting on her hip, when she slowly brings hers up to his, and he entwines their fingers in one another's. Joey rolls over, and begins kissing him, and then they begin to make love again. Fade to Black. Cut to a little. Joey wakes up alone in bed and finds a not on her pillow. It reads Went out for Breakfast The door opens as she reads this, and Dawson comes in carrying some coffee.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hi. Dawson: You're up. Joey: Yeah. Um, you went out. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Could you... Dawson: sure. [Dawson reaches the hook, and grabs Joey's robe and hands it to her.] Joey: Thanks. Dawson: So I got you a-- Joey: did you get me a latte? [He pulls up a Single White Rose, and hands it to her] Dawson: Roses. All over Worthington. Joey: Kinda hokey, don't you think? Dawson: Yeah, that's exactly what I think. Joey: Well, it's a $500 fine to pick one of these. Dawson: Worth every penny. Joey: So we should probably stop and think about this. You know, about what it means. I mean, about how this will change... [He kisses her] things. Dawson: Maybe later. [The begins making out again. Fade to black] [Scene: Hotel Room. Audrey is in bed, and she grabs the phone and begins to dial for room service. Pacey is in the Bathroom getting ready for his first day at work] Audrey: yes. Hello. I was wondering if you could bring up-- Pacey: no, no, no, no. No room service for you this morning. Audrey: What? We can afford it. Pacey: We? Audrey: Ok. My dad can afford it. What do you say, champagne? Bloody marys? Pacey: I say that we're not on the set of dynasty and you have class in an hour. Now, which tie? Audrey: Mmm, I don't know. They're both kind of hideous. Pacey: Ok, look. You'll have plenty of time for fashion critiques once I actually get the job, but for right now, I just don't want to be late for the interview. Ok? Audrey: I'm sure that it is just a technicality. Trust me. When my dad pulls strings, they stay pulled. How do you think I got into Worthington? [Audrey begins to tie Pacey's tie for him] Pacey: Oh, oh. Are they always supposed to be this tight? Audrey: You have actually worn a tie before, haven't you, Pacey? Pacey: Of course I have. Once. Audrey: Once. Pacey: Yes, once. [She kisses him as he gets up from the bed] Audrey: Mmm. Pacey: Ok. Wish me luck. I'm out the door. Audrey: Luck! [Pacey leaves, and Audrey instantly grabs the phone] Audrey: Yes, hello. Is this room service? Oh, my gosh. You know my name. How cool. Yeah, I'm feeling a little continental this morning. [Scene: Outside the school campus. Jen and Grams are walking towards some tables, after returning from the book store.] Jen: Ok, so we share the art history. Um, all this Kafka is mine, and they gave us a math book by mistake. Grams: Oh! I'll take that, thank you very much. Jen: Wait a second. Math? Don't tell me you actually took my advice. Grams: Stranger things have happened. Jen: And I suppose this has nothing to do with the fact that a certain someone actually teaches math? Grams: Are you implying that there's anything wrong with taking interest in someone's life's work? Jen: I think it's a slippery slope. I mean, one minute you're taking an interest and the next you're sublimating your own thoughts and desires, and for what? For a grand chance to participate in the great patriarchal heterosexist fraud that is better known as monogamy? I mean, is that really how you want to spend your golden years, folding some man's laundry and pretending to actually share an interest? I mean, haven't we come further as a sex-- [Grams notices that the guy sitting behind them is staring at the back of Jen's head as she is going on.] Jen: what? [Jen turns to see the guy looking at her] Jen: Hi. Hi. I'm sorry. Are we bothering you? Because, perhaps if it's not too much trouble, you could just get your own conversation. Guy: No. Sorry. It's just that I've been sitting here trying to figure out where I've met you before, and suddenly I realized I've never met you before. Jen: Great. Well, I'm really glad that we got that figured out. Guy: I've heard you on the radio. Grams: She was on the radio. [Jen gives her a dirty look] Well, you were. She was very good, too. Jen: Ok, you got me. I'm busted. I was on the radio. But I'm not anymore, so... thank you very much for listening and buh-bye. Guy: So did you get fired or what? Jen: What is this, an interview? Guy: I'm just curious. Jen: [Sighs] Well, let's just say that I had some... artistic differences with the new management. Guy: Fine. Then we'll just say that. Jen: Fine. Grams: Excuse me, young man. Would you care to join us? [Scene: The Stock Interview. Rich, the manager, is lecturing a group of new recruits including Pacey who are all sitting around a large table listening to his every word.] Rich: It's 8:35 on a Saturday morning. The phone rings. Who is it? Cable company, phone company, debt consolidators. Why do they keep calling back? Because it works. Now, if you don't think you can do that, if you don't think you can commit to becoming the lowest form of life, the kind that lives by his wits, the kind that doesn't take no for an answer, then I suggest you leave. No. You know what? In fact, I insist you leave. Right now! [No One gets up and leaves] Rich: All right, then. To clarify: The hours are long, the pay is crap, when you're not working, you will be studying for your series 7 stockbroker exam. There are no second chances here. If you do not pass this test on your first try, you will be let go from the training program and replaced by one of a zillion other guys who would kll to have this job. Questions? [Pacey looks around then raises his hand] Pacey: Well, given how completely and historically screwed the market is right now, why would any sane person want this job? Rich: Same reason people play the lottery. Pacey: You mean money? Rich: No. Not that there's anything wrong with money. I mean hope. That tiny surge of adrenaline that courses through your veins right before you check the winning numbers. That's what we're selling here. That's what every stockbroker sells, and you all wouldn't be here if you didn't want some of it. So, those of you who want it bad enough, I'll see you Monday morning. Otherwise, disperse. [Everyone leaves, and Rich is finishing up a piece of paperwork, when Pacey stops to talk to him]] Pacey: I actually do have one more question. Rich: sht. Pacey: Who the hell are you? Rich: Rich Rinaldi. Pacey: Pacey Witter. And, Mr. Rinaldi, I don't need till Monday morning. I'm in right now. Rich: Look forward to working with you, Pacey. Pacey: Ok. [Pacey goes to leave] Rich: And, uh... you might want to rethink that suit. Seems a little gay. [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Dawson is getting all his stuff together, as Joey is in the bathroom. Dawson looks over and picks up the snow globe that he gave here and looks at it, when Joey comes out of the bathroom.] Joey: Hi. Dawson: Hi. You look beautiful. Joey: Thank you. Do you have to work today? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah. Uh, but I was thinking maybe we could get together later on. Joey: Great. Dawson: Like around 5:00? Joey: Sure. Dawson: Ok. I'll, uh, I'll call you. Joey: Great. Dawson: Not like, "I'll call you," like the bad cliche, like I say that I'll call you and I never do. Joey: You mean not like e standard blow-off you get from a frat guy trying to make a graceful exit from the world's most embarrassing hook-up? Dawson: Yes.. I'm mean not like that. Joey: Not embarrassing. Dawson: No None of that. No. Joey: So I guess we're in agreement that since last night, words have totally lost all meaning. Because I just spent 15 minutes in that bathroom trying to think of something to say to you, and, well, all I could come up with was "hi." Dawson: I liked it. It was heartfelt and sincere. Joey: It was idiotic. Dawson: I can top that. The note that I left on your pillow this morning? 4 drafts. I spent like an hour trying to come up with something historically meaningful to say to you, something that would encapsulate everything about how I felt about us, about sex, about the most incredible night of my life, and you know what I came up with? Joey: "Went out for breakfast." Dawson: 4 of the dumbest words in the English language, and not one of them says what I meant to say. [Cell phone rings] Dawson: I have to get that. Hello. Todd: Leery, I'm waiting! Why am I waiting, you ask? 'Cause you're not bloody here. Dawson: Yeah, sorry about that. I was-- Todd: you're just gonna get your ass over here, that's what you're gonna do. [Hangs up the phone] Joey: Go. Call me later. Dawson: Ok. And then we can talk. We can finish what we were-- Joey: right, but I have one important thing to ask you right now. Dawson: What? Joey: What happened to the other 3 drafts? Dawson: Oh, I tossed them in the dumpster. Joey: I see. When you went out to get coffee? Dawson: Yeah. Joey: I thought that was a little suspicious. Dawson: It was, actually, and--and now that you mention it, um... [Cell phone rings] [He looks at the caller ID, and it reads SATAN. Joey notice it an smiles] Joey: Todd calling. Dawson: How could you tell? Joey: I'm assuming Satan could only be one person other than Beelzebub himself. [He answers the phone] Dawson: Hello. Todd: I'm gonna need a triple espresso and some sort of pastry-type situation, preferably Italian. Dawson: I'm on my... [Click] Way. Joey: Go. Get out of here. I'm afraid to see what happens if the devil calls 3 times in one hour. Dawson: You know, before I leave, I just want to make absolutely certain-- Joey: Dawson... [She kisses him] Joey: [Whispers] Shut up. [She kisses some more to keep him quiet.] Joey: Good-bye. [Dawson leaves, and they both lean against the close door back to back without knowing the other is doing it too. ] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson comes into an alley, carrying a coffee and a pastry, and finds Todd standing in it. Todd is just getting off the phone.] Todd: Would you mrder someone in this alley? Dawson: Yeah, you, for wanting to change a location 18 other people have signed off on. Here. Todd: What? No 20-minute speech on how you're too good to get my coffee? Dawson: No 20-minute tirade on how it's cold? Todd: I must be mellowing. Dawson: Or I've been bringing you decaf all summer. Todd: Ha ha ha ha! Right. Which would explain the lack of me yelling at you this morning when you failed to show up at our prearranged meeting place. Dawson: That was a lack of yelling? Todd: You weren't in your room, either. Dawson: No. I spent the night at a friend's. Todd: A friend's? Had I known you actually had any friends, I wouldn't have wasted valuable production dollars on lodging you. Well. Well...details. Dawson: Not a chance. Every good thing that's happened in my life I've essentially managed to talk out of existence. I'm not gonna do that this time. Todd: Suit yourself. So, what am I doing today? Dawson: You'll find out when you get there. Todd: Enough. [They get into a car and leave] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. It is early, and the bar has just opened. Joey walks into the bar, and begins looking around, when Eddie from her Lit Class runs into her as he passes by her.] Joey: Excuse me. Eddie: Yeah. Joey: You obviously don't remember me, but-- Eddie: oh, yeah. Sure. Nice to see you again. Joey: Excuse me. Eddie: Sorry, I don't really have time to chit-chat. Joey: I'm not attempting to forge some kind of social connection here. Eddie: Well, good, because-- Joey: you can just apologize and we'll move on. Eddie: Apologize? Joey: Yeah. Eddie: Look, it's really simple. You read the book, you come to class. Preferably in that order. Joey: You finished? Eddie: Yes. Joey: Good. You bumped into me just now in your mad dash to read the lunch specials. Eddie: Well, I'm sorry. Joey: Thank you. Eddie: Didn't realize you were so delicate. [He leaves, and Emma comes walking up to her] Emma: Hey! You came back. Joey, right, from last night? Joey: Yeah. Emma: So you decided the glamour and prestige of waitressing was for you, after all. Joey: Well, let's just say I'm currently re-aligning my life priorities. Emma: And getting your bum grabbed by a bunch of sadistic drunks is in your top 5. Joey: No, but... I'm trusting my instincts for a change. So, is the job still available? Emma: Yeah. I'll put a word in with the manager. Oh, in the meantime, fill this out. [She hands Joey an application] Joey: Thank you. Emma: No problem. Joey: He doesn't eat here often, does he? Emma: Him? Not particularly, no. [looks over at Eddie] Oh, he does work here. He's the bartender. [Scene: Grams' House. Audrey is sitting at the table as Pacey is finishing up cooking some food. HE takes a plateful of spaghetti and walks over with a ladle of sauce over it.] Pacey: So, no classes today, either? Audrey: No, I had to shop, you know, for the thing tonight. [She tries unsuccessfully to stop him from putting sauce on the spaghetti on the plate] Oh, honey, don't put the-- [Jack comes into the kitchen] Jack: mmm. Something smells good. Audrey: Here. Bon appetit. That's ok. Pacey: So, uh, what's the verdict, man? Jack: Oh, man, I looked at 5 apartments this morning, leading me to the inevitable conclusion that everything in our price range is both disgusting and roach-infested. Pacey: Except for this place I looked at yesterday. Jack: Yeah, but is it clean? Pacey: It's immaculate. Jack: Whew. Audrey: Jack, I'm scandalized. Is that an obviously gay trait that you've just revealed to us? Jack: Hey, I'm clean. All right? Sue me. Try living with someone's grandmother for a few years. Pacey: The solution here is really obvious. We gotta go back. We gotta try again. We have to convince this woman of why it is she wants to live with the two of us. Audrey: If she doesn't want to live with guys, she doesn't want to live with guys. Who can blame her? Who wants to deal with all those little shaving hairs in the sink when you're trying to brush your teeth in the morning? Ecch. Pacey: Honey, as much as I love you, you're missing the point. He is a neat guy. Jack: That's one way of putting it. Audrey: And you are a slob. Admit it, Pacey, you're not just a guy, you're a guy's guy. Pacey: Ok, granted, yesterday I may ha been a guy's guy. Today, I am a guy with a job. Jack: You got it? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah. Jack: Congrats, dude. Pacey: Well, it's not so much a job, really, as an opportunity to become the lowest form of life, which I'll explain later, because right now we have an apartment to get. Audrey: Mmm. We? Pacey: Yes, we. [Pacey dials the phone and hands it to Audrey] Pacey: Swallow. Jack: Heh heh heh. [The just finishes her mouthful when Emma answers the phone] Audrey: Hello. Hi. I was, um... I was wondering if I could come look at the apartment today. [Scene: Outside on the campus grounds. Jen and the guy from earlier are sitting at a table talking still.] Guy: No, I think it's nice. Jen: Yeah, that's what everybody says. "Oh, you live with your grandma. That's so sweet." How do they know I don't bat her with a stick and leave her tied to the radiator all winter? Guy: Is this a cry for help? Jen: Do I look like I need help? Guy: No. Actually, you look like someone who'd probably be good at giving it. Jen: Oh, god. Guy: What? Jen: Oh, no. It's not your fault. This is my fault. This has happened to me before. This religion thing is not really--god. No! Not god. Not god. I'm gonna go. Guy: Wait, look. You're right. I do want something from you. Several things, actually. But, first, I want you to sit back down. Jen: Sss...ok. I'll perch. Guy: Fine. Jen: I'm not fully committed to the sitting. Guy: Understood. Um Jen: I could leave at any moment, especially if you continue to not say anything. Guy: Sorry, it's-- this is kind of a difficult thing to phrase properly. Um... no matter how I say it, I'm gonna sound like a total dork, so... have you ever heard of the stand? B Jen: Buh-bye. Guy: W-wait a second. Wait a second. It's not a religion. It's a peer counseling program. Jen: You're saying you think I need counseling? Guy: No. I'm saying I think you could give counseling. Jen: Oh, you mean help people. Guy: Yeah. Look, all I'm asking is that you come to an information session tonight. It starts at 7:00. Jen: And you'll be there? Guy: Yeah, I'll be there. [Scene: Joey comes walking along the side of a large warehouse, in a very deserted area of Boston. She continue to look around lost, and then picks up her cell phone and dials it.] Joey: I think I made a huge mistake. Dawson: Excuse me? Joey: A wrong turn or something. I mean, this can't be the place I'm supposed to meet you. There's no "here" here. [Dawson is at work on the set, and slowly makes his way towards one of the outer doors.] Dawson: Wrong again. [She turns around to see Dawson standing holding the door open for her.] Joey: What is this place? Dawson: This is where we're shting the movie. Well, most of it. Actually, did I mention it takes place in the seventies? Joey: No. Dawson: Yeah. A bunch of teenagers obsessed with the Boston stranger end up spending the weekend at this old house in cape cod, scaring the crap out of each other, of course. Joey: Sounds familiar. Dawson: Yeah. Actually, I'm really proud of the set. Todd let me have a lot of input into the design. Joey: Why is that? Dawson: Because I'm a valued assistant. Joey: I suspected as much. Dawson: And he doesn't trust his production designer. Joey: A notoriously shifty race of people? Dawson: And he says he has no friggin' idea what a typical American house should look like. Joey: A typical American house? Dawson: Come o what's it like being me? [They turn the corner, and come across a set that looks just like the porch of Dawson's House. They go inside, and Joey can see that the interior is also Dawson's house, and is surprised and impressed at the same time.] [Scene: The Movie Set. We pick up exactly where we left off with Joey looking around in shock.] Joey: Dawson, this is incredible. Dawson: All that stuff about you can't go home again. Joey: You can. Dawson: Through the magic of movies. Joey: Isn't your mom gonna freak when she sees your house in a horror movie? Dawson: Heh heh. It probably won't be too good for property values, but you got to admit it's kind of cool. Joey: It's more than cool. Dawson, this is spectacular. It's like it's your movie. Dawson: Well, except it's not. I'm just the director's assistant. Joey: Come on, you have to admit you've come a long way since sea creatures from the deep. I mean... it's like it's the real thing. Dawson: As real as something can be that's entirely an illusion. Joey: Entirely? Dawson: Well, see for yourself [The go upstairs to the door of Dawson's bedroom, and open it to find an empty area that opens up to the roof of the porch. The walk out to the edge and look down, and Dawson walks up and puts his arms around Joey's waist.] Dawson: [Chuckles] Yeah. We, uh... kind of ran out of money. Hmm. [Todd comes walking over to them from below] Todd: Leery, you sick bastard! How many times have I told you... hello, hello, hello. Leery's got a bird. Dawson: Oh, boy. [Joey and Dawson go down to meet him.] Dawson: Todd, Joey. Joey...Todd. Todd: Hey. Joey: Hi. Dawson: Joey goes to Worthington. Todd: What's that, like a college or something? Joey: Yeah. Todd: Never heard of it. So, what do you think of our set? Joey: Um, it's amazing. Todd: It will be. Do you still got that list we made of all the bloody things wrong with it? Dawson: Every bloody one. I already got the art department started on the corrections. Todd: Excellent. We're coming back and filming in 2 weeks, you know. Joey: That's what I heard. Todd: So, you'll, uh... you'll come back and visit us then, then? Joey: I hope so. Dawson: Ok. Bye. [Dawson leads Todd away from Joey for a minute] Todd: You've giving me the bum's rush out of here, isn't you? Is that so you can take the night off and go frolicking with that bird? Dawson: Something like that. Todd: So, what time's the car leave for the airport tomorrow? Dawson: 8:00. Wake-up call 7:30, second wake-up call 7:45. Todd: Right. So, I'll see you then. Go get 'em, tiger. [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Audrey, Pacey and Jack have just arrived and walked in looking for Emma.] Audrey: Whoa. Nice place. Jack: Yeah. Yes, this is definitely the one. Pacey: All right, so we're all clear on exactly what it is thing we need to do here, right? Audrey: I don't know. It might actually be a little too nice. Pacey: Audrey-- Audrey: yes, clear. Audrey Liddell, character witness for the defense. Whatever. Hello? Hi. I'm, um, I'm here about the apartment. Emma: I remember you. For yourself? Audrey: In a way, yes. Emma: In a way that involves you living here and me never having to see either of these 2 wastrels again for the rest of my natural-born life? Audrey: Not exactly, no. Emma: I'm afraid there's been some sort of mistake. Pacey: Whoa, hey. Just hold on a second here. You're not even gonna let the woman speak her mind? Emma: Well, the fact that she's with you raises serious doubts as to whether she has one. Pacey: Look, I just want a second chance because I obviously did not make the best first impression yesterday, but I am positive that if you did give me a second chance, I could sell you on the obvious benefits of living with 2 fine young gentlemen like-- [Two women walks down the stairs and stop halfway down] Woman: yeah, hi. Um... we thought it over and we'll take it. [Emma turns back with a mocking smile on her face for Pacey] Emma: Sorry. It's too late. Nice tie, by the way. [Scene: The counseling Center. Jen is standing near the door, as one of the members is giving a pep speech to the people who have all gone there.] Woman: Ok, so, as I was saying, most of what we do around here is simply information and referrals. And 99 times out of 100 just reminding someone to take a deep breath... [Inhales] And to keep on breathing is enough. Tomorrow will be another day, for you, too. Which brings me to our number one rule around here: Never be afraid to ask for a hug at the end of a tough day. [Gen Leaves and runs into the guy from earlier outside.] Guy: Hey, Jen! Hi. You made it. Jen: Yep. Made it. Guy: Well, let's go. We're late. Jen: You know, I'm sorry. I can't go back in there. Guy: Back in there? Jen: Yeah, I was already in there. I saw the posters, the-- it's just--it's just that it's not for me-- the hugging and the one day at a time. Guy: Oh, ok. I see. So, you're one of those people who've found some other way to live, one that doesn't involve one day at a time. Jen: Look, I don't want to knock your system. I'm sure that it's a really good system, but-- Guy: it's just not cool enough for you. That's fine. Jen: No, I didn't say that. I--I mean, honestly, I think it's really nice that you have something that you believe in like that. Guy: You say that like it's a bad thing. Jen: No, it--it's just that I'm not much of a joiner. Um... it was really nice to meet you... and good luck, and...bye. [Jen goes to leave] Guy: So, then, why did you come? Jen: Um...that's not obvious? Guy: For argument's sake, let's say it's not. Jen: I made myself this promise over the summer. Guy: What was that? Jen: That, no matter what, I would really do things differently this year, like try to make new friends and stuff, and I can't do that by pretending to be somebody that I'm not, because then those friends that I make would think that I'm something that I'm not. Guy: And what aren't you? Jen: Well, for starters, I'm not as great as a person as you think I am. Guy: Well, that's too bad. It was nice to meet you. And no matter what happens this year, I hope you do one thing. Jen: What's that? Guy: Change your mind about yourself. [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Pacey is still trying to convince her to let them move in.] Pacey: Listen, Emma, you're gonna have to take my word for this, but lesbians are notorious for committing too soon. You give it a week, they're gonna be splitsville and throwing your appliances at each other. Emma: How do you know I'm not gonna be throwing my appliances at you? And, for that matter, how do you know I'm not a lesbian? Pacey: That's a good point. Emma: And you make your living selling people stuff. Pacey: [Chuckles] It's just I-- when you stop and think about this, you're going to realize that the benefits to living with the two of us far outweigh the disadvantages. So let's just think about it for one second, shall we? How is it that 2 schlubs like us can afford to live in a place like this, because the neighborhood is not that great, am I right? I am right, so you gotta give me that one, right? Living with 2 guys, it's like having free security. Secondly, I am a fantastic cook, and I will cook you anything, anytime, anywhere, but the piece de resistance, and we discussed this last night, I am a thoroughly monogamous, domesticated, American male with a girlfriend, a steady girlfriend. [He points to Audrey, who takes a cue from this] Audrey: Yeah, it's true, you know, about the cooking, although... we'll probably actually be breaking up soon, and then god knows what string of hos he'll have running through this joint, and he's really noisy, too, [Laughs] Audrey: Especially when he's, um, having-- Pacey: honey? Honey. Audrey: Darling. Pacey: Sweetheart? Audrey: Yes. Pacey: Sidebar. Audrey: Sure! Pacey: Excuse me. [Pacey pulls Audrey aside. While he is doing this Jack has gone over and gn talking to the two women interested in the apartment.] Jack: Well, I mean, you know, it's a pretty cool place... yeah. But she told you about the--the mice problem, right? [He looks over at Audrey and Pacey who are having a conversation of their own] Pacey: Ohh, god. [Chuckles] Thought you were gonna be helping on this. Audrey: I didn't like this situation last night, and now that I see you bantering back and forth with that girl, I like it even less! Pacey: That Girl? That girl hates me! Audrey: I know. She hates you too much. I don't trust it! [The women with Jack look a little worried.] Woman: Thank you. Jack: Sure, no problem. Yeah, anytime. [The women begins to make their way out of the apartment] Emma: Hey! Woman: Thank you very much. Let's go. Emma: He--hey--no! Hello! Wait! Please stop. Where are you going? Hello! Hi! Wait! Wait! Come back! [Emma tries to stop them] Pacey: What did you say? Jack: Oh, my love for this apartment knows no ethical boundaries. [Scene: The movie set. IT is the end of the day, and everyone is leaving. The lights begins to shut off when Dawson finally comes over to join Joey who has been waiting for him.] Dawson: I'm sorry that took so long. Joey: Oh. No problem. Dawson: So, I was thinking... Joey: mmm. Always a dangerous proposition. Dawson: Yeah. I'm thinking I wanna take you out tonight. For your birthday, officially. If you don't have other plans. Joey: Well, [Laughs] Considering no one else even remembered my birthday, I can't imagine any other plans I would have. But, Dawson, I'd kinda like to change first. I-- I thought maybe we could have a, uh, drink before dinner. [Dawson leads her through the house set, and makes his way onto the porch, and stops, and flicks a switch an hundreds of twinkle lights around the porch light up. Dawson points to a table on the porch where there is a gift basket lying next to it.] Joey: Kinda hokey, don't you think? Dawson: Yeah, that's exactly what I think. Joey: You put a little thought into this. Dawson: Just a little. Joey: Whoa! There must be, like, $100 worth of stuff in here. Dawson: Mmm, it's probably more like, 200. Joey: [reads card] "Dear Todd, thanks for choosing us. We look forward to processing your dailies"? Dawson: Champagne? Joey: Dawson, isn't Satan gonna notice that this is gone? [Pop] Dawson: You know how many gift baskets a Hollywood director gets at the start of a new production? Joey: How many? Dawson: A lot. [He hands her a cup full of champagne] Dawson: A toast. To Joey potter... on her 19th birthday, a day that will live in infamy. Joey: A great day. Dawson: And one that hasn't ended yet. [They begin to kiss again] [Scene: Outside Joey's Dorm room. Joey and Dawson come walking up to the door hand in hand. They stop before going into the room.] Joey: It's late, isn't it? Dawson: Mmm. Joey: Guess we sort of lost track of time. Dawson: Yeah, in a good way. Joey: Meaning? Dawson: Time's the enemy, right? Our enemy? Joey: Mmm, you're not planning on turning into a pumpkin at midnight? Dawson: No, but I am leaving tomorrow. Joey: And then what? Dawson: And then I come back. Joey: Back to what, exactly? Dawson: To us. [Cell phone rings] Joey: Do you hear something? Dawson: Nope. Joey: You should answer that, you know. Dawson: Why? Joey: Because you love that job. [Sighs and laughs] [He looks at the phone and hangs it up] Dawson: Not him. Joey: You're lying. Dawson: No, I'm not. [cell phone rings again] Joey: Dawson, yes, you are. [She grabs the phone from him and opens it up to look at the caller ID] Dawson: I'm not. Wha-- hey, Joey! What--giv--give me-- [Laughs] Joey: Who's the girl? Dawson: Joey... Joey: no, who's the girl calling your cell phone? Dawson: That's not fair. Joey: No, tell me. Who is it? Dawson: Nobody. Joey: Oh, nobody. That's interesting because she-- s Dawson: he's a friend. She's a--some friend from L.A. Joey: Well, first she's nobody, and now she's a friend. Which is it, Dawson? Dawson: She's just a girl. She's a girl I've been kind of seeing. [Audrey comes out of the dorm room, and interrupts them] Audrey: Hi! Um, are you guys gonna stand out here all night? Because, um, we're trying-- not very successfully, mind you-- to throw you a surprise party. [Joey and Dawson go into the room and find Audrey, Jen, Jack, and Pacey inside.] All: Hey, surprise! Happy birthday! Audrey: [Giggles] You hate it, don't you? No! Joey: [Fake Applauds] Lucky me! [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Dorm room. Joey is receiving a gift from Audrey, but everyone can sense the tension in the air.] Audrey: Do you love it? I got it at Fred Segal, so you can't return it even if you don't, but not that you would because it's totally stunning and everything! Joey: I love it, Audrey. It's great. It's just what I wanted. Thank you. Audrey: You're welcome! Jen: Joey, is something wrong? Joey: Oh, no! God, no, I-- wow, it-- excuse me for a second. [She grabs Dawson's arm and drags him into the bathroom after him and begins yelling at him, and every word can be heard outside the bathroom.] [Door slams] Joey: You have a girlfriend?! I slept with you last night, and you have a girlfriend? Jen: [To others] This is a very unhappy birthday. Dawson: I didn't say that. I said I'd been seeing someone. Joey: Seeing someone! What the hell does that mean, Dawson?! Dawson: I don't know, but the point is, Joey, I broke up with her the second something happened between us. Joey: How?! How, in your mind?! Dawson: The first thing this morning. Where do you think I went when I left? Joey: I thought you went out for breakfast! I didn't know you were getting up early to go break up with someone else! Dawson: Well, would you rather I didn't? Joey: No! I would rather you weren't involved with someone when we finally sleep together! Dawson: Joey, I'm sorry if this ruins the fantasy, but this girl means nothing to me compared to you-- Joey: you should've told me! Dawson: When? Where? Joey: Before! Dawson: Joey, stop! Joey: Why? Why stop now? [She exits the bathroom with Dawson following her] Joey: Everyone here who thinks Dawson should've told me he had a girlfriend before he decided to sleep with me, raise your hand. [The girls raise their hands but the guys don't] Dawson: You're blwing this way out of proportion. Jack: Uh--uh, ok, maybe you guys should, uh, just take a breather for a moment, let cooler heads prevail? Pacey: Or we could just leave. Jack: Uh, that's a great idea. Let's go. Audrey: Uh, no, I can't. Pacey: Honey, now's not the time. Audrey: I'm sorry. I know that Dawson's our friend, too, but I personally cannot leave until Joey says it's ok. Joey: It's fine, Audrey. Audrey: Ok, good. Happy birthday, Jo. Jack: They are gonna rip each other's heads off. Pacey: Let's just go. [The all leave Joey and Dawson alone] Dawson: We didn't talk at all this summer, which was your choice as much as it was mine. Joey: So I asked you to lie to me? Dawson: Joey, you and I both know if either one of us had stopped and thought for even a second last night, then what we did never would have happened, and I for one am not sorry that it did. If you are, then that's-- that's a completely separate argument. That's actually a much bigger deal than-- Joey: Dawson, you have a girlfriend! How is that not a big deal? Dawson: Had a girlfriend, Joey. And, look, I'm willing to admit that the timing on this is far from perfect, but I'm sick of waiting for this so-called perfect timing that's obviously never gonna happen for us. Joey: Oh, yeah, right. You know, it's... better to just get it over with and move on, you know? "Slept with Joey. Just... cross that off my list of things to do." Dawson: You know that's not how I think. Joey: How do I know that, Dawson? I haven't talked to you all summer. Apparently you've changed so much that you're willing-- Dawson: you really think I'd wanna sleep with you and not want it to mean more, Joey? You think I've been waiting all these years for us to have one night together and then go our separate ways? Joey: Oh, I'm sorry you got sick of waiting, Dawson. I'm sorry that I wanted our first time to mean something more than just-- Dawson: it does mean more, Joey! It-- I mean, it--it means everything to me. I-- I don't know what it means to you. Joey: Oh, you're saying that I wanted this to happen? Dawson: No, 'cause that would involve you actually knowing what you want, which we both know is not likely to happen anytime this decade. Joey: Oh, great, you know? Use something when I was a child! Dawson: You're still a child, Joey. You're still the same scared little girl who-- Joey: who what? Who what, Dawson? Who broke your heart? God! Is the statute of limitations ever gonna end on that one? Ever?! Dawson, I'm sorry I don't have the same dreams I had when I was 15 years old, and I'm sorry that I moved on faster than you did, but you know what? Maybe not everything that happens to you is my fault! And maybe just because I want more from my life than-- Dawson: more than what? More than us? You don't know, do you? You've never known. The entire time I've known you, all you've wanted to do is escape. From me, from Capeside. I mean, you say that I'm the dreamer. I'm the one who doesn't wanna live in the real world. Well, I'm doing it, Joey. Right now. I'm living in the real world. It's you who wants the fantasy. Joey: I want the fantasy? Dawson: Yes. Joey: Who lit the candles? Who bought the champagne? Dawson: Who dumped who 4 years ago? Joey, I know what I want. I've always known what I want. Before we destroy whatever chance we might actually have at having a relationship, I'm asking you, please, stop and think about this. Is this really what you want? Is this... really the way that you want things to end between us? [Joey thinks this over and the camera fades out] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Jen, Audrey, Pacey and Jack are sitting at a table together after getting out of the wr zone.] Audrey: They do this all the time, right? No big whoop. I mean, it's normal to fight. It's healthy. Pacey: Ooh, I don't know if healthy's the word I would use to describe their relationship. I mean, I'm all for "will they, won't they" finally getting their sht, but for 2 people to be that dependent on each other for their life's happiness is just-- Audrey: incredibly romantic? Pacey: Or perhaps structurally unsound? Jack: Yeah, I'll second that. Jen: Whoa, wait a second. All of a sudden you're coming out as some sort of nonbeliever? Jack: Hey, let's not forget who broke them up the first time around. Audrey: Ooh! Jen? Jen: Oh, don't look at me. I'm too far messed up in this thing to have an opinion. I am just the road kll on the Dawson and Joey highway. Audrey: [Laughs] [Emma walks up carrying a tray of drinks] Jen: Ok... 4 incredibly expensive soft drinks. Audrey: Thanks. Jack: Thank you. Jen: Can I get you lot anything else? Didn't think so. [Emma leaves and Jack goes after her] Jack: Uh, Emma, hold on a sec. Jen: Yes? Jack: Listen, I, uh, just wanted to apologize for this afternoon-- Jen: you can have it. Jack: Excuse me? Jen: The flat. You can have it. I just didn't want to give your little friend there the satisfaction, but he was right about the security. The neighbors got broken into twice last year. So, if you like, you can move in at the weekend. [She hands him a set of keys] Jack: You will not regret this. Jen: Oh, yes, I will. Jack: [Chuckles] Thank you. [Jack calmly walks back to the table like nothing has happened] Pacey: So what did she say? [He throws the keys onto the table] Jack: We're moving in this weekend. Pacey: Seriously? Yes! Grr! Jack: Ok, I suppose a toast is in order, though why I should be toasting to you leaving me all alone at grams' is beyond me. Audrey: Yeah, and I don't really think I should celebrate something that could be the death knell of my relationship. Pacey: Well, we're in a bit of a bind then, 'cause we do need a toast. Jack: Well, uh... to friendship then. Pacey: To friendship. Jen: To friendships. Audrey: To friendship. [Audrey laughs] [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Dawson is sitting alone on the floor at the foot of Joey's bed, while she is in the bathroom crying. The camera goes back and forth between them, until finally Joey dries the tears from her eyes, and walks out of the bathroom, and Dawson slowly looks up to her.] Joey: What time's your flight? Dawson: 10:00. Joey: You should probably allow extra time-- Dawson: I will. Why are you doing this, Joey? Joey: We're doing this, Dawson. It's what we do. It's what we always do. Dawson: Last night was real. Today was real. It's you, not me, who doesn't wanna deal with the realities of an adult relationship. Joey: You're right. Dawson: That's it? I'm right? Joey: I want the fantasy. I want more than anything for us to be together. But not like this. Not screaming at the top of our lungs about things that happened 4 years ago. Dawson: But if we can't argue like this and get past it, then... Joey: maybe there's nothing here worth saving. Maybe last night was just... Dawson: Just what? Joey: Just 2 old friends making a huge mistake. Dawson: Wow. If that's the way you feel, then--then I... should go. [Dawson grabs his bag and leaves. He closes the door behind them and begins to walk down the hall. He stops and goes back to the door, and just as he is about to grab the handle of the door, he stops himself. We see Joey on the other side of the door, with her hand almost on the door handle too, and she is also slowly pulling away from the handle.] Dawson: [Sighs] [Dawson leaves, and the time passes in Joey's dorm room, we eventually find her lying on her bed crying, and sh is looking at the snow globe that Dawson gave her, and the camera pulls to it, then fades]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x02 - The Song Remains the Same"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 603 - The Importance Of Not Being Too Earnest In this episode: In an attempt to gain closure with Dawson, Joey stays up all night writing him a emotional e-mail and, in her exhaustion, accidentally sends it out to the entire campus. Meanwhile, Pacey struggles to succeed in the business world without selling his soul; and Jack worries that a very married Professor Freeman is aware of his crush. Original Airdate: October 9, 2002 [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey is sitting in front of her laptop computer, trying to type an email to Dawson, and all she has managed to type so far is Dear Dawson and the title of the email The Incident. And from there she does not even know how to continue. She spends a long time trying to figure out how to start the email, but just can't figure out how to start. Audrey is just getting back to the room.] Joey: [Sighs] [Door opens] Audrey: Oh, my god! You're still there, like a vegetable. Joey: Writing a good e-mail is hard. Audrey: Yes, especially when it is a huge mistake. Joey: Shut up. Audrey: Joey, I am serious. E-mail expression is the scourge of the modern age. The internet has made it way too easy to express oneself. Ok, you have some fleeting thought. You send it. It lands with a thud in some unsuspecting person's mailbox. Said person then reads it, gets irked because you've recapped a conversation that you presumably already had. They fail to respond. You feel slighted. But if you must be one of these pathetic passive/aggressive e-mail types, far be it from me to stop you. What do you have so far? Joey: Well... I had "Dear Dawson," and then I erased it. Audrey: Why? I think that's a nice start. Joey: I seemed cold. Audrey: True. I mean, you did just nude-up with the guy. Oh, I'm sorry, or did you guys do it through a hole in a sheet because that's very Dawson and Joey to me. Joey: Again, shut up. Audrey: Sorry. Ok, so what do you want to say? Joey: I don't know. I mean, I don't like the way things ended, and I want him to know that I care, but I also want to hold on to my righteous indignation. Audrey: Obviously. Well, why don't you just pick up the phone and call him? Joey: I'm afraid we'll just fall right back into our old patterns. Trust me. E-mail is a far safer alternative at the moment. Audrey: Ok, if you must do this, then I say that you go for it. You know, be gooey and be embarrassing, but most of all, just be real, Joey. Say all of the things that you can't say to his face, the whole nine. Joey: You're right. I better get to work. But...thank you, Audrey. Audrey: No problem, sister Christian. [Joey goes back to the email and her words finally start flowing from her. She spends long hours typing out the email, as Audrey watches for a while, and finally goes to bed. Joey finishes it very late in the night, and clicks the address book and goes to Dawson's email address, and yawns as she clicks, but accidentally selects Campus-broken-email-Worthington.edu, which was right above his name, and sends the email out to the entire campus.] [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Jack has just woken up and comes downstairs to the kitchen when Emma is sitting at the counter, drinking a rather weird shake like drink, which is grayish in color. Jack half asleep walks by her noticing her drink and continues to the refrigerator.] Emma: That's gross. Emma: That's gross. Yeah. I thought you'd be more Jack: sensitive? Well-groomed? Up by 6:00 drinking a zone shake? Emma: To begin with. Jack: And I thought you'd be little more Emma: Snaggletoothed? Sucking down the tea? Choking on bangers and mash? Jack: [Chuckles] Yeah. Well, it's a service we provide to those less educated of our cultures-- you and I... we keep them guessing. [Pacey comes downstairs all dressed up in suit and tie for work.] Jack: [Snickering] Pacey: Ok, ok. Yuck it up, kiddies, 'cause this is how I will appear every morning in all my formal glory. Some of us actually have to work for a living. Jack: Oh, poor Pacey Witter has a job that million would want that he's vastly under qualified for. Pacey: Oh, come on. Jack: What's up with that hair, man? Why is it... the way it is? Pacey: It's too much product? Emma: Now, are you sure that blonde of yours isn't a ruse, Pacey? Pacey: Emma, you know, if you can't deal with the man love, [Slap] I don't think this thing's gonna work out. Emma: Don't remind me. And I know you've got this brilliant job and all, but you're still going to have to put the dishes in the wash before you go. Pacey: Which is exactly why I came down here. Emma: And you, jack, left the door unlocked last night after the hard sell you two boys gave me about free security. Jack: That wasn't me. That was him. [Pacey points at Jack from behind his back] I'm totally nonconfrontational. All right, ok. All right, duly noted. Man, between the suit and nagging it's like a good old-fashioned American family around here. [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. It is now morning and Joey is just waking up. She walks over to her computer to see if she has gotten a response from Dawson, and when she opens her mailbox, she finds hundreds of responses to her email, and goes to the Sent email box, and notices that she sent the email to the entire school. She begins to freak.] Joey: Audrey! Audrey: What? Joey: Audrey, wake up. Audrey: What? Joey: The e-mail. Audrey: What about it? Joey: I sent it to everyone, not like "the gng" everyone-- countless strangers, "campus wide" everyone. Audrey: Well, honey, why would you do that? Joey: It was a mistake. I was tired. I clicked on the wrong address. Audrey: See? I told you that wasn't a good idea. Joey: That's all you have to say? Audrey: I don't know. Sucks to be you? [Audrey goes back to sleep] [Scene: Pacey's Work. Pacey is just arriving to work to notice that the place is bustling with activity. HE seems to be a little confused, and notices Rich over by one of the desks and heads over towards him.] Rich: Witter! Pacey: Rinaldi. Rich: That's "sir" until you buy me flowers, Witter. Where have you been? Pacey: I'm really sorry. I was just under the impression that I wasn't supposed to be here until 9:00. Rich: Ahh, "supposed to." Well, that's cute. Are you supposed to dress yourself, or does your mommy actually want you to look like a pansy? Look around. You see these guys? Apparently, these gentlemen are free thinkers. Since you've yet to grow a pair, you get stuck with these. [Hands him a stack of folders] Pacey: And what's all this? Rich: That is a collection of about 30 cold days in hell: Rich guys sittin' on piles of money so high that their daughters eloped and sold their own babies on the black market just to put ramen on the table. We have never been able to sell them stock, and they will certainly never buy it from the tardy likes of you. You better get on the phone. We work on commission here. And the guys on your list don't know how dreamy you are, so I would work that blue collar charm full-throttle. Stop battin' your eyes at me. Pacey: Is this some sort of punishment? Rich: I'm just tryin' to get you to leave. I don't have enough desks. Guy: [Chuckles] [Scene: Pop Culture Class. Jen is about to walks into an aisle of seats when Jack stops her so that he can go in first] Jack: No, Jen. Jen, can I sit on the inside? I want to sit on the inside. Jen: Sorry. Jack: What? Jen: Ahh... sorry. Are we done playing musical chairs yet? Jack: I just want to be able to see the board. Jen: Don't insult me with your scholarly guise. You just want to get a good look at freeman. [They come up to a seat next to Audrey] Audrey: And why not? Mother, may I? Jen: Audrey, not that we don't enjoy having you here, because we do, but don't you have your own classes to go to? Audrey: Worthington's charms are lost on me. Jen: Miss one more week, and maybe they'll just kick you out. Audrey: Awesome. Jack: Guys, shh! Jen: Ok, I forgot to tell you. This is studious jack, not to be confused with fun-time jack. He doesn't like to miss a word of freeman's lecture, so you should just try to keep it down. Audrey: So tell me something. Between m and grams, how do nap during class? [] Freeman: Ok, everyone... Jen: You Don't Jack: Shh! Shh! Guys, guys, guys. Freeman: Before we get started, I just wanted to inform those among you who are truly enamored with our twisted culture. That there's a little extra credit assignment today. Now, my heart be broken if nobody shows up. I will, however, silently judge you for the rest of the semester. There's a theater downtown that's showin' a double-feature which exemplifies our culture's obsession with the beautiful girl who plays ugly. The plain Janes who go on to grace the covers of Cosmo the same month their makeover movies come out. Jen: Oh, no. Scholarly jack is gonna make me watch miss congeniality again. Audrey: I love that movie. Jen: Eh-heh! Freeman: So, see me after class for details. [Scene: Heston's English Class. There is a lot of commotion in the class and you can see everyone going over printed copies of Joey's email, and giggling to one another. Joey arrives to class late again, and everyone stops and looks up at her, including Heston who is handing out some copies of something. Joey walks across the room and sits in an empty seat.] Heston: Ok, kiddies, knock back your ritalin and settle down. You may recall, we were wrapping up a rather depraved discussion of Portnoy's complaint last week. Sadly, we won't be dabbling in Roth's stream-of-consciousness sexual rivers much longer, but fate assigned us some additional reading last night via e-mail. I think you all got a copy, so why not? Let's discuss something you actually might've read. "Dear Dawson, I don't know where to begin." Joey: Uh, professor Heston Heston: nobody likes a show-off, potter. You don't reach a point for several paragraphs, so I'll skip ahead. "In the moment when we touched, maybe we went somewhere else that rose above all this, but then we landed, and I think maybe we crashed." Class: [Laughter] Heston: Why, when broaching the topic of sex, do so many writers try to write themselves out of it? Sexuality and all its dysfunctions are intrinsic to the human experience, maybe the one thing we can all relate to at the end of the day-- well, neurosis and the god thing aside. And the reason that Roth seduced us and miss morning after here didn't is that while Roth isn't afraid to get his hands quite literally dirty with rapid-fre sensual description, our e-mail author here distances herself from the act with vague metaphors. Can't be stream of consciousness if you're observing from the shores... right? [Heston heads over towards Joey and she does her best to ignore everyone. Just trying to ignore that this has happened at all] Heston: Right. [She looks around and notices everyone laughing at her] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Pacey's place of work. Pacey is trying to sell someone over the phone.] Pacey: Well...no. I mean, I certainly understand that logic, Mr..."Engel." But m telling you, if you invest in this stock right now, your value, I mean, it's-- it'll double...eventually. The stock? Well, the stock-- the stock is strong. I mean, if you-- percentage wise? Well, yeah. You're probably looking at a good 15--hello? [The person hangs up] Rich: Smooth, Witter. Pacey: Ah, the guy just caught me off-guard. Rich: Listen, you gotta stop making excuses. I've heard you on the phone this morning. You think people are gonna relate to a plucky, blue-collar kid from southie? Pacey: Capeside. Rich: Whatever. It still reeks of the white picket and the black lab. You're talking to these people like you're trying to get a date for Friday night. "I'm Pacey. I'm sensitive. I care about your needs." That's the angle of the guy that's trying to sell the herald. Don't make him feel like the prettiest girl in the room. Make them feel like morons for doubting your financial prowess. Pacey: So you actually want these people to hang up on me? Rich: No. I want them to believe you, which is never going to happen unless you put some heart into it, Witter. Pacey: Ok, fine. How am I supposed to sell them the stock? I don't even know what the damned thing is. Rich: Find your in with these guys. Become them. Become who they want to be. Think with those judgmental, ageist, rcist, sexist, stereotyping parts of your brain that you've worked so hard to conquer. Believe me, you're never gonna land a guy like topper playin' the nice guy. Pacey: And who exactly is Topper? Rich: Mr. Eli Topper is the next guy in your pile, fantastically hard sell. He lives in a little apartment on the outskirts of Boston, doesn't want to pay the city tax. He made his money in the eighties, and now he's just sittin' on it. Pacey: Why do you bother going to all the trouble of gettin' that money if you're not gonna use it to better your life? Rich: Guys like topper believe it can buy them an upgrade in heaven. Since you and I know we're never going there, grab your keys. We're goin' off campus. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey has shown up for her first day of work, and Emma is showing her the ropes.] Emma: Ok, so remember, you can't technically pour the alcohol, at least not while I'm on with you. No need to bring in the visa beasts. Joey: No offense, Emma, but you do know I've worked in a restaurant before. I've seen them built. I've seen them burn down, not that I had anything to do with that. Emma: Fascinating, but you've never worked in this dive, now, have you? Come on, then. Have a go at table 3. [] Girl 1: All I know is that I would think long and hard before sending an e-mail like that to a guy I just slept with. Girl 2: I know, right? I mean, unless you just never wanted to hear from him again. Joey: Do you guys know what you want? Guy: Come on. Not all guys are like that. Girl 1: Oh, whatever, mike. Girl 2: You're gay. Girl 1: Can I have a quesadilla and a pale ale? Guy: Well, maybe the guy is gay, too, and that's why he screwed her over. Girl 1: Ok, look, she is obviously starving for attention, broadcasting it like that? I mean, really, what's the point? Unless you're on the real world or whatever. Joey: You know, maybe-- and this is just a sht in the dark-- she didn't mean to send it to the gossips at large. Maybe she's just trying to get some private closure, never dreamed she'd be subjected to the Oprah psychobabble of her life-lacking peers. Now, do you guys want something to eat, or should I just bring over a nice tray of bon-bons so you guys can hunker down and watch your stories? Girl 2: Eh-hee! Maybe later. [Scene: Boston Bay Campus. Jack, Jen, and Audrey are heading to the theater to watch the extra credit movie. When they get there the notice Professor Freeman standing outside] Jen: [Laughter] Boston bay is not a party school, Audrey. Audrey: Spare me your lies, Jen. I am not going back to my evil den of higher learning. This is clearly where it's at. Jack: Hey, the midday keggers get a little old after a few semesters, trust me. [He notices Freeman by the door to the theater] I tell you what, I'm gonna meet you guys in there. I'm gonna go talk to professor freeman. Jen: Don't you think that's a tad Tracey flick? He doesn't know who you are. Jack: Sure he does. I've raised my hand and talked in class a lotta times. He's noticed. He has. Jen: All right... swim fan. Somebody has got to talk to that boy about his love of the straights. Audrey: Whatever. It's totally hot. [Jack leaves them and heads over to Freeman] Jack: Hey. Not a very big turn out, huh? Freeman: No, um, apparently not. Jack: I guess not everybody is as enthusiastic about the girl who cried ugly as we are. Freeman: Right. I'm sorry. Do I know you? Jack: Uh, no. Sorry. Jack McPhee. I'm in your pop culture class? Freeman: Oh, I'm sorry, jack. That class is massive, hard to keep people straight. Jack: Heh heh! I'll bet. Ahem. I'll--I'll see you in there. Freeman: Ok. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is working behind the bar with Emma.] Emma: You're sure I haven't made a fantastic mistake, then, living with those 2? Joey: Nope. I'm sure you won't be bored. Emma: Now, that's a cold comfort. [She looks up and sees Heston walk into the bar.] Joey: You've gotta be kidding me. Emma: Him? Yeah, he comes in here all the time. Joey: Oh, of course he does. He's obviously been assigned to ruin my life, and he seems determined to do it in record time. Emma: Listen, I'm not going to run for cover every time a dark cloud forms over your head. So I suggest you nip this in the bud. It's all yours. [She leave Joey to him] Heston: I can see why this joint would be much more alluring that the confines of the English department: All that silence, all those books. Joey: And then, of course, your constant positive reinforcement. Heston: Yeah. Right. That would get really annoying after a while. Are you waiting for me to order, or did you have somethin' to say? 'Cause it kinda looks like you've got your bone-to-pick face on. Joey: And how would you know what that looks like? Heston: Word gets around. I'll just have a tuna melt and a beer. Joey: Sure. [she turns to get his order but stops and turns back to him.] Professor Heston Heston: oh, there you go. Joey: Yeah, here I go. Look, I'm sure your hard-as-nails thing really works for you. I'm sure it earns you respect, and I'm sure that I will learn a lot in your class. But after today, I really wish you would've turned me away when you had the chance. Heston: I thought you'd be flattered to be in the spotlight. I don't single people out that often. Joey: Contrary to what you apparently believe, I'm not an idiot, professor Heston, and I'm fairly certain in the 20 minutes you spent mocking formative was a major off ramp from modern comp lit. And I'd just like to know, does today's total evisceration exonerate me, say, through November, or does this sort of public ridicule delight you indefinitely? Heston: Why, I don't know. I mean, we're about to get into the poignant ramblings of Joyce and Woolf, and your work provides such a marked contrast. Hey, Joey... you do fancy yourself a writer, correct? Joey: Yeah, you could call it a hobby. Heston: So I'm sure that you've gathered at this point that on top of being neurotic and plagued with self-doubt, writers have to endure public humiliation every once in a while. You were the one that walked into my office promising me fearless academic ego, but I have yet to see it. If you can't handle my class-- and countless have died trying-- why don't you just quit? Joey: I'm not a quitter. Heston: People love saying that. It's like they saw it in some movie once and they liked the way it sounded. Joey: I'm not just saying it, ok? I wanted to take your class because I wanted to learn something, and I wanted to work hard, but I didn't want to be personally ridiculed in the process. Heston: Your heartfelt rant to what's his name proved good fodder for the topic at hand. It's hard to write that sex stuff, which you aptly proved. And if, by chance, one day you manage to get your writing circulated beyond the campus in box, there will always be an irritable writer type claiming to do better. Maybe you didn't mean for this one to go out into the world. Whatever. Bygones. Declare victory and move on. Joey: Where's the victory in this little scenario? Heston: One down, only a lifetime of proving yourself left to go. And if you're staying in my class, start proving that it's worth it... to one of us, at least. [Scene: Pacey's Car. Pacey and Rich are driving down the road, and Rich is having some trouble with the state of Pacey's messy car. He flings a few items from the dashboard into the back seat.] Rich: Man, you don't actually sleep in this car, do you? Pacey: Not recently. I just moved into a new place. Rich: Good 'cause I don't want to start feeling sorry for you or anything. You don't, uh, see these around much anymore. Pacey: Oh, come on, man. This is a great car. I mean, sure, it's a lot of work, but she's worth it, you know? Rich: Yeah. Turn into that dealership right over there. Pacey: What? Are we goin' for a test drive? Rich: Eh heh heh! That's one bonding experience that's passed us by. No. This one is signed and paid for. Just pickin' it up. [They pull up to dealership and see a very expensive car in the window.] Pacey: You've gotta be kidding. You cannot possibly be getting a Z8. Rich: Nice, huh? Pacey: Nice? How could you possible afford a car like that? You're not that much older than me. Rich: Yes, but I'm so much wiser. Don't sweat it. Maybe if you snag Topper, all this'll be yours before you know it. Nice car. I'll take it from here. Pacey: Hey, I happen to like my car, thank you very much. Rich: Yeah. You've got a way to get around town, but it's all about what your car says about you. Pacey: Ok, I'll bite. What does my car say about me? Rich: That you're a sentimental fool of a man-child. You're too weak for a real car, so you tinker with your little medium-cool vintage one. You surround yourself with all things good, but not good enough. You don't want to grow up, so you don't go to school and you borrow your suits and you let your facial hair run amuck. That's fine, but then why bother getting in the ring at all if you're not even gonna throw a friggin' punch? Pacey: What? Rich: Are you gonna go in that office every day and watch guys collect their money so you can write a thoughtful piece about it in your memoirs? Pacey: Well, maybe I don't care about any of that stuff. Maybe I'm just tryin' to pay my rent. Rich: Come on, Pacey. I see somethin' goin' on in there. You're not subjecting yourself to me because you like my tie. You're hungry. So quit effin' around and go for it already. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Pacey's Work. Pacey is in the middle of a very successful Phone conversation with a client compared to his earlier attempts.] Pacey: Hey, I hear you, Mr. Topper. When my father needed an open heart, I didn't even touch my savings. He got himself into that mess, he can get himself out. Right? But look, you and I are both very busy men, and if you don't want to hear about this stock today, that's fine by me. I'm just gonna call one of our more active buyers. Well, yes. The... the packet of information that my company sent you is certainly worth taking a look at... but it is nothing compared to what landed on my desk this morning. But, look, you and I... we both know-- you're not one of our more active buyers, so if you're not interested in this, that's fine by me. Just tell me right now, ok? Spare me the niceties, 'cause I am not your prom date. I'll just call my other guy. I mean, I made him 50 grand last week. I'm pretty sure he'll be happy to take my call. Right? Ok, so here's the story. The buyers in the market are playing it pretty close to the vest right now. But when they wake up in the morning, they're gonna be kickin' themselves, literally, because the buying price on this will have doubled. And if you get in right now, you're gonna be beatin' the guys who wake up in the morning, remember that they actually have a pair, and that greed is good, Eli. And the sucker down the street, he's never gonna know the joy that you know because by getting in early, you made 10 times the profit that he did, and that's somethin' you'll be able to rub in his face every time you pick up your paper. Ah. I knew you were a smart man the second you picked up the phone, Eli. [Chuckles] Um, let me just put you through to my assistant, and, uh, you can give her all your information. It has been a pleasure doin' business with you. [Pacey goes to the meeting room, where Rich has just finished a meeting.] Rich: Thanks, guys. Latham, get me that spreadsheet by 3:00. [ The rest of the people leave.] Don't you knock, Witter? I could've been havin' a nooner. Pacey: Oh, I thought you were. Anyway, guess what. In fact, you know what? Don't guess. You'll ruin it for me. I...just closed topper. Rich: You're kidding me. Pacey: No, my friend, I'm not. I closed topper. I sold him some BS line from an eighties movie, and he bought it. It was like I was a profiler. I could smell the cheap beer on this guy's breath. He would rather buy stock today and ask questions tomorrow just so long as he's the richest guy on the block that week. It's amazing. I sell, he buys. It's that simple. Can you believe it? Rich: You know what? I can't. Man. Witter, I knew you were a sneaky little twerp, but I never thought you'd pull this on me. Not today. Come here. Give me a hug. Pacey: You serious? Rich: No. But go to that refrigerator and get us some icy-cold beverages. I'm proud of you, son. Pacey: Will do! [Scene: The Theater. The movie has just let out, and Freeman is saying bye to a few students, and Jack, Jen and Audrey come out. Jack notices Freeman, and goes over to him.] Freeman: [Sighs] So anyway, I'll see you Tuesday. [The student leaves] Jack: Hey, professor freeman. Freeman: Hi. Jack, right? Jack: Yeah. Jen: Yeah. That's jack. I'm Jen. I'm in your class, too. Freeman: That's right. I've seen you two sit together. Jen: Mm-hmm. Hi. Freeman: Am I losing my mind? Are you in my class, too? Audrey: No! No, I'm just a really big fan of your work. You know? And the--and the work of...beautiful, ugly women everywhere, and I'm--I'm really just...interested in this pure culture of ours, and... yeah, so... do you guys want to go visit Joey at work and partake in some refreshments? Professor, you're more than welcome to join us if you're into the whole crossing the line kind of thing. Jack: You know what? That sounds great. I'll tell you what. Why don't you guys get the car, and I'll meet you at the corner. Freeman: You're gonna let me drive the Saab? Jack: [Chuckles] Of course, Jennifer. Why wouldn't I? Uh, so why don't you two skedaddle, and I'll see you in a second? [They go skipping off] [Both men chuckle] Freeman: Well, there you go. At least I know who's not in my class. Right? Jack: Yeah. Freeman: Did you forget something inside, jack? Jack: Oh. No. Uh, no. Look, I don't expect you to know who I am. I just wanted to tell you that, uh, I really enjoy your class. Freeman: Oh, w Jack: And I haven't really cared about school in a while. In fact, I haven't really cared about anything in a while. But, you know, seeing the work that you put into your lectures and seeing a teacher that's invested in being interesting and dynamic in class and not just tryin' to blow through another 50 minutes, it just, you know, really... means a lot to me. I didn't even really know what I was gonna declare as a major, but now it's, I don't know if it's the way that you word things or it's the subject matter, but... I walk away from class still thinking' about it, and--and, you know, I just look forward to the next time, and, uh... I was just wonderin' how I could become more... involved. You know. Freeman: [Chuckles uncomfortably] Are we talkin' about the class, Jack, or are we talkin' about me? Jack: W-wha--no. No. Oh. Um...no, that's not what I meant. It's just, you know-- I--I mean, I'm not-- well, I am, but Freeman: Don't sweat it. Um... look, I'm glad you like the class. And, uh...and I think it'll show in your work this semester. I-I'm walkin' this way. Are you? Jack: Yeah. Yeah. [Scene: Pacey's Work. Pacey is trying to work on the next client, but is not having much success with this one.] Pacey: But, Mr. Ickee, I'm telling you, it's a one-time-- hello? Cheap bastard. Rich: Any luck? Pacey: Uh, no, not on that one. Rich: Yeah, knew you were a one-ht wonder. Pacey: You wish, man. Rich: Here, sport. Buy yourself some lunch. [He hands him some quarters] Pacey: Are you kidding? Rich: No, you gotta work your way up here come on, do it fast. No one else is getting lunch today. They'll think I've gone soft. 5 minutes. [Pacey goes to the lunch room where there are several other guys in there talking] Man: Did anyone hear it? Man 2: No, man, but Johnson said it was kller. Man: Yeah? Man 2: Yeah. Said it was like he smelled the blood and didn't stop until he tasted it. Man: [All laugh] He is so frickin' awesome. Mmm. Pacey: What's going on? Man: Oh, you didn't hear? Pacey: That's why I'm asking. Man: Rinaldi, man. He closed topper. [All laugh] Pacey: What? Man: They said it couldn't be done. Man 2: The guy is, like, my personal god. Man 3: [All laugh] Hey, ease up, Henderson. You're lookin' a little light in the loafers. Man 2: Hey, you think he'll get a partner for that? Man: Oh, he'll get something. [several leave and one of them is in line after him by the machine] Man: You gonna pick something or not? Pacey: Uh, no, man. Uh... look, in fact, this one's on me. Enjoy yourself, all right? [He hands him the quarters then leaves] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is walking towards the bar, when Eddie has just arrived for work. Eddie is heading behind the bar, putting on an apron, when Joey walks up to the bar.] Eddie: Hey. You start today? Joey: So it would appear. Uh, I need 2 beers and a vodka tonic. Um, Emma's in the back. Eddie: Oh, yeah, right, you can't pour your own drinks. Well, this should be fun, baby-sitting you on top of everything else. Joey: And what's that supposed to mean? Eddie: Oh, don't get all fired up, ok? You know, I'm just not in the mood to take on your rage against the world tonight. I'm sure you'll be just as oversensitive tomorrow. Joey: Oh, I get it. You wanna see me crack, huh? The endless horrors of the day are a waste unless they result in my nervous breakdown? Eddie: Oh, what, did you have a bad day or something? Joey: Oh, like you don't know. Too bad you didn't show up for class today and hear Heston's brilliant critique of my e-mail. That was the high point, I think, although I also loved walking into rooms to hear people whispering and laughing at me, and then there's nothing better than reaching for the last jell-o and getting unsolicited sexual advice from a stranger. Eddie: Sounds fascinating. Sorry I missed it. Joey: You know, contrary to popular belief, I didn't send that e-mail to get feedback from you and everyone else, and I was kind of thinking that since I've been mocked for the better part of the day, maybe you could spare me and concentrate on your own deep unhappiness for a while. Eddie: You know, strangely, before you got all... crazy confessional on me, that's exactly what I was doing. I hadn't been planning how to best trture you. You see, we don't just walk off into a void when we leave your line of vision. Some of us even have our own lives and don't even talk about you at all. Now, I'm sorry that some brutal ivy league kids made fun of your e-mail today. To tell you the truth, I'm not much of an internet kind of guy, so, sadly, I have missed yet another aspect of your riveting, charmed life. But if you can't pour the drinks, can you at least serve them? [He hands her, her drinks] Eddie: Thanks. [Scene: Pacey's work. It is the end of the day, and Pacey is watching everyone leave as he stands there waiting for Rich. Rich grabs his coat and notices Pacey standing there waiting.] Rich: Ahh... Witter. Thought you'd gone home. Pacey: Yeah, I figured you were waiting so you could sneak out the back door. But I just had a question I had to ask you, and--and, please, do me a favor and just spare me the dime store speech on what a sucker I am until I've left, okay? Rich: I can't promise you anything. Pacey: Yeah, I'm gettin' that. I just--I wanted to ask you why you bother with the act, with the whole, you know-- the "tough love, let me show you the ropes" act? 'Cause you don't actually want me to succeed, do you? In fact, you're praying for me to fail. That way you have one less sheep in the herd, right? And if I do succeed, then you're gonna be my friend? No, then you're gonna keep on taking my money that I earned and counting it as your own. Rich: Do you need me here for this, or... Pacey: Well, I just wanna know why you bother! Why would you take the time out of a busy day to build someone up and make them feel like they were worth something if you're just gonna steal all their glory at the end anyway? Rich: This is a business. I didn't wake up this morning looking for some plucky kid to take under my wing. I came here to do my job, just like every day. Running you hard? Yeah, that's my job. Singing your praises isn't. Landing Topper, that was a fluke. A genius fluke, but a fluke nonetheless. We don't hand those deals over to the little guys. You haven't even taken your series 7. That bodes well for the future, but today? It means nothing. Pacey: So, what, I'm just supposed to turn the other way on this? I'm supposed to slap you on the back, congratulate you on a job well done like the rest of your minions? No, man! That is not why I came here. Rich: You can do what you wanna do. Maybe you'd rather continue floating numbly in the status quo. Maybe you wanna be me, and that's so scary you can't think straight. So walk away, Witter. It's what you do. And this is what I do, and I'm freakin' good at it. You wish you were this good, and that's why you bother trying. You think someone didn't do the exact same thing to me? [Laughs] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Jen, Audrey and Jack are sitting at a table when Joey comes up to them carrying a tray. She puts a pitcher of pop on the table, and gives them each a glass.] Jack: Done like a true professional. Joey: More like a permanent bar wench. Jen: Sorry it was such a bad day, Jo. Joey: Serves me right. We don't take kindly to closure in these parts. Audrey: You know, if it makes you feel any better, I hardly heard about the e-mail all day long. Joey: Audrey, you weren't on campus all day. Audrey: Details, Joey! Jen: Does Dawson even know about it? Joey: No, that's the thing. I mean, it wasn't even addressed to him. My intimate aftermath was discussed in English class, but Dawson will never know. Jen: Well, maybe that's not such a bad thing, because this way there's a little more space between you guys, and, uh, technically, you still have a clean slate. Jack: Yeah, seriously, I mean, personal humiliation could've been a lot worse than the public kind. Jen: Yeah. Audrey: What dream world are you two living in? [She realizes that they were trying to comfort Joey] Oh... right. Sorry. Ok, so, I have an idea, I'll be, like, your sponsor, and then the next time you're Jonesing to express yourself, you can just call me. [Pacey comes in to join them] Joey: Hey. Audrey: Pacey! Pacey: Ohh! Oh, dear, lord. Audrey: Aah! Today was terrible! Don't ever go back to work, never, never, never, never, never! Pacey: Don't tempt me. Audrey: Ohh, you know I will! Pacey: Hey, guys. Jen: Hello, Mr. Witter. We're not drinking, we swear. Jack: Rough day. Pacey: Oh, you don't know the half of it. Can you save a seat for me? I'm gonna go freshen up. Audrey: Yeah. [Pacey leaves to go back to the bathroom] Joey: Is he ok? Audrey: I don't know, but it's not my fault, I swear. [Jen notices Eddie at the bar.] Jen: Joey, who is that? Joey: Eddie. Jen: He is a ruggedly dreamy sort. Joey: He's got a major chip on his shoulder, the size of which rivals only the one on my shoulder. He's ok. Jack: Is Emma still here? Joey: Uh, no, she left about an hour ago. I think she was heading home. Audrey: How is it living with her? Does she run around in her underwear and ask you guys to zip things up for her? Jack: That's funny. Actually, the three of us took a bath together this morning. Jen: And I thought you only took baths with grams. [Pacey returns and turns to Audrey] Pacey: Hey, can we go get a breath of fresh air for a sec? Audrey: Of course, honey. [Scene: Outside Hell's Kitchen. Audrey and Pacey are leaning on his car talking about his rough day at work.] Audrey: Pacey, that is bull! You can't let this guy get away with it. He's just gonna keep doing it! Pacey: I have no doubt that he will, but I don't think tattling on him is gonna do any good. This is the way that they do business. I didn't know that getting in, but I know it now. The only question that remains is how do I get through the days? Audrey: Well, that doesn't sound like the greatest way to live. Pacey, you're 20 years old and you're already waiting for time to pass. Honey, why don't you quit? Pacey: Ohh, because it's not that easy. Audrey: Yes, it is! Pacey, these are supposed to be, like, the easiest days of our lives. I mean, we're supposed to be in there with our friends, you know, coming up with ridiculous drinking games and making each other laugh. I think we've all kind of figured out that the real world is a pretty crappy place, so what's the rush in getting there? Pacey: Because sooner or later you run out of places to hide. Audrey, you seem to be operating under the assumption that you can do whatever you like, and you just can't! I made the grave mistake of peeking behind the curtain, and now I can't pretend that I think the fantasy is the same as the reality. Plus, I've been klling time for too long. I wanna make something for myself, whether it's easy or not. Audrey: Well, I'm sorry that you feel like I've been a colossal waste of your time. Pacey: That's not what I mean, and you know it. You and I come from very different worlds, you know that, right? I mean, I don't even think I realized how different until I went out to L.A. With you this summer. Audrey: My dad is a heartless old fool just like your dad. He just wears more expensive suits, that's all. Pacey: Yes, he does. I'm not expressing this very well, am I? I'm trying to say that... I need respect. Audrey: I respect you! Pacey: I know you respect me, and I love you for it, but that's not what I'm talkin' about. I need respect out there. And maybe I gotta take a different path than I thought I was going to, but c'est la vie. The only thing I know for sure right now... is I need sleep! Audrey: Mmm. Pacey: Mmmm-hmmm So if you and I go home right now, we will sleep, right? Audrey: We can do whatever you want. Is it always gonna be like this? Pacey: I don't know. I can't tell. Come on. Audrey: Now, we're not talkin' immediate sleep he, are we, baby? Pacey: No. Audrey: Good! [Both laugh] [Scene: Inside Hell's Kitchen. IT is late, and Jen and Jack are getting ready to go Joey is just cleaning up some of the tables near by.] Jack: Uhh! Jo. Thanks. We're outta here. Jen: Good night. Joey: Bye, guys. [They leave, and Joey finishes cleaning the table, and walks towards Eddie, who is counting out some money.] Eddie: That's your share. Joey: Thanks. Look, Eddie, about earlier Eddie: Hey, don't sweat it. Hey, I didn't miss anything big in class today, did I? I mean, aside from the, uh, no. [The song from the Season opener that reminds Joey of Dawson begins playing on the jukebox. Eddie can tell that it disturbs Joey.] Eddie: Man, I--I hate this song. Joey: Yeah, me, too. [Eddie walks over to the Jukebox and kicks it, and the song skips] Joey: [Chuckles] [Eddie kicks it a second time and the song stops and goes onto another one.] Joey: Thank you. [They continue cleaning up the rest of the bar together] [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Emma is again at the counter drinking her very strange shake like drink. Jack comes downstairs half out of it again.] Emma: Uh, thanks for doing the dishes. Jack: Oh, I think that was Pacey. I heard him get up somewhere around the crack of dawn. Emma: Well, he cleans and he leaves before I wake up. That's more than I can say for my last boyfriend. Jack: [Chuckles] Man, do I not wanna go to classes today. Emma: Why? I mean, aside from typical sloth? Jack: Yeah. Ah, it's-- it's my professor. He just... [Sighs] Never mind. Emma: No, what? Jack: Well... I don't know. I mean, we-- we had this really weird moment yesterday where it seemed like I was into him. Emma: Well, did it seem like you're into him or do you really fancy him? Jack: Yeah, I really fancy him, ok, but I don't want him to know that. Emma: [Laughs] Well, maybe he was flattered. Jack: Uh, or maybe he was... married? Emma: Well, he should be flattered. Jack: Yeah, you know what? Give me--give me some of that stuff. Emma: Yeah... ok... [HE takes a sip of it, and instantly spits it out into the sink.] Jack: Ohh! God! Emma: [Giggling] Jack: This stuff is horrible! Emma: [Laughing] Yes, I know! Jack: How do you drink this crap? Emma: Well... [She snaps at him with a twisted up towel] come on... Jack: yeah, come [He begins chasing her, and catches her and picks her up.] Emma: Aah! [Laughing] [Scene: Pacey's Work. It is bright and early, and Pacey is the only one there. Pacey goes over and grabs a book from one of the desks and begins thumbing through it, when he notices Rich walk in. Rich is actually surprised to see him there, and Pacey smiles at the discomfort on Rich's face.] Pacey: Good morning. Rich: Good morning. [Scene: The school Campus. Joey is late, yet again to Heston's class, and is running to make it to the class. Bumping into people along the way] Joey: Oh, sorry! [She arrives at the class, and makes her way into an open seat.] Heston: Oh, it's so nice to see you, potter. Hope our pesky class didn't interfere with your all-important e-mail schedule. Whip out another diatribe last night? [Class laughs] Joey: Actually, I did. I was hoping this was it. Did you guys not get it? Heston: Oh, this is actually a copy of the article that I assigned to follow up the reading. I know your mini-drama probably prevented you from even looking at the syllabus. Joey: Well, most of yesterday consisted of eviscerating my personal life, and every other lesson is a rant composed of your dated theories. I'm sorry I'm late, professor Heston, but the first half of class is usually when you reveal how bitter you are, how moronic we are, and how literature is d*ad. Were you thinking of moving on to something slightly more stimulating today? [Heston actually smiles at Joey's response to him and continues on with the class.] Heston: Well, I-- I think we've been spending too much time together, potter, if that's your attitude. I mean, I was thinking of teaching today, but I don't know if I've got a lot to offer, what with the tenure and the published articles and all. But if you all insist on being stimulated, why don't we discuss James Joyce's description of the girl on the beach. I mean, I'm too hackneyed to illuminate the subject, but maybe you can shed some light. Wilson... what do you think? [She looks over at Eddie who just smiles and winks his approval to her] [Scene: The movie set. Dawson is sitting in a office at his laptop trying to type an email to Joey. He is in the same predicament that Joey was in, not knowing what to say. He starts typing when he is interrupted by Todd's voice from the other room.] Todd: Leery! Come on, break's over! [Dawson closes the email without sending it, and joins Todd in the other room]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x03 - The Importance of Not Being Too Earnest"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 604 - Instant Karma! In this episode: Dawson finds himself in an awkward situation when he is put between Joey and the intoxicated leading lady of his film, who also happens to be the woman he dumped over the phone after spending the night with Joey. Meanwhile, feeling like she's second fiddle to Pacey's new career and then catching him in a lie, Audrey allows herself to be taken in by another man's charm. Original Airdate: October 16, 2002 [Scene: The Movie Set. Dawson and Todd are walking through the set, and Dawson is writing some notes into a notepad, while Todd is ranting on as usual.] Todd: This is all wrong! The only way it could be any wronger is if I paid them to get it this wrong and they botched it up! There's a DVD player in the living room! Funny, that... given as this movie's supposed to be set in the seventies! Dawson: I took care of it, also got rid of the CDs and the laptop. Todd: Bloody idiots! [Grabs a cigarette] Light? Dawson: Sorry, no. Todd: What'd you say to me? Dawson: Your grandfather died of lung cancer. It took you 6 months to quit. You told me under no circumstances was I to let you smoke no matter how much you begged or bribed. Todd: I was just kidding, mate. Dawson: Sorry, can't do it. Todd: I'll give you $12,000. Dawson: Uh-uh. Todd: wnkr. This is what I get for signing on to this hillbilly circus. Could have been directing a music video in Paris right now for one of those hm crooner bands, you know, instep or backdoor boys or whatever. But no--I have to choose my art. So I really want to get in close on Natasha's nipples, so stick the a/c on them, make sure they really pop, ok? Dawson: Classy. Todd: Right. Oh, and you may or may not know, but the lovely Natasha can be a bit of a Dawson: Handful. Todd: I was gonna say pain in the ass, but ok. So let's keep her happy. Dawson: Right. Todd: By any means necessary. It's gonna be a big night. It's an important scene... so everything has to go perfectly. Dawson: Relax. It's the first day. Pace yourself, man. It's gonna be fun. Todd: Yeah. Your idea of fun is my personal hell. Right. Send Natasha to my trailer. It's time for "the crazy diva actress tells the director her thoughts on the scene so we can pretend her opinion actually matters" talk. Dawson: Uh. Natasha's not here yet. Todd: You're telling me sh*ting starts in one hour, and our lead actress Dawson: at the airport being picked up by Phil the P.A. Todd: No, she isn't. Dawson: Yes, she is. Todd: No. I fired Phil the P.A. This afternoon. Dawson: Why would you fre Phil the P.A.? Todd: Because Phil the P.A. Gets all huffy when people throw cell phones at his head for buying the wrong kind of batteries. Dawson: You threw a cell phone at his head? Todd: That's not the point. The point is... that our decidedly difficult lead actress is, as we speak, sitting on an airport curb waitin' for no one! And sh*ting starts in 57 minutes! Dawson: I'll get her. Todd: Go! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go! [Dawson runs off] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is sitting at the bar reading a book. Eddie comes walking up from behind her from one of the tables. Eddie goes behind the bar and begins stocking it.] Eddie: Isn't the paper on that due on Monday? Joey: Shut up. Eddie: Oh, wow. Page 109... you'd better get cracking. Joey: Oh, my god. Will you please go away? Eddie: Sorry. So...what do you think so far? Joey: If I tell you, will you leave me alone? I think it sucks. Eddie: Huh. Joey: Oh, what, just because every quasi-bohemian hipster with pretensions of literary greatness worships at the altar of Kerouac, that means I should, too? Eddie: No. Joey: It's just boring. And it meanders. And there's no story. It's just one long run-on sentence. It's all macho posturing and misogyny. Eddie: Hmm. Joey: Excuse me? Eddie: I didn't say anything. Joey: Yes, you did. You said hmm. Eddie: Did I? Joey: Yes, you did. In a very loaded way, I might add. Eddie: Well, it's nothing. I just...I'm learning about you. Joey: And what the hell does that mean? Eddie: Nothing. Chill. Joey: Just because I don't like a book means I'm deficient in some way? Eddie: No, no. I just thought that your opinion was interesting. Joey: Look, I don't need you to patronize me. Eddie: Oh, my god. Why are you so angry? Joey: I'm not angry! Eddie: Yes, you are. Joey: No. I'm angry at no one. Eddie: I didn't say you were angry at someone. I just said you were angry. Joey: Well, I'm not. Eddie: Is it a guy? Is--is it a guy? Are you angry at a guy? Joey: Oh, right. Because that's what it always is, isn't it? I don't like you, therefore, it must be because some guy broke my heart. It just can't be because you're objectionable in any way. Eddie: Really? You don't like me? Joey: You know what? I need to get back to work, so can you please stop talking to me? [Telephone rings] Eddie: Wow. Whoever this guy was, he really must have done a number on you. Joey: You know what, Eddie? You've now crossed-- [Telephone rings] Eddie: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Ahem. Hell's kitchen. Yeah, we do deliveries. Yeah, well, yeah... that's, uh... that's a pretty big order. Let me check. All right. [Eddie puts the phone down and walks off to the back room. Joey tries to go back to reading] [Scene: The Stock brokerage. Pacey is sitting at a desk in the empty office reading some material. He is studying hard when his phone rings. He reaches up and answers it.] [Telephone rings] Pacey: Audrey. Audrey: How did you know it was me? Pacey: Well, I'm psychotic. Audrey: You're late. Pacey: Yeah, I know. Look... I don't think I'm gonna make it. Audrey: No! No, no, no, no. Pacey, you cannot bail out on me! I haven't seen you in days--like actual days. Plus, we have this monster bash to attend this evening, and the festivities have already gn over here, so you better get your butt in gear pronto, and I don't wanna hear any of your lame excuses. Pacey: I gotta study. Audrey: No, Pacey, you gotta be with your girlfriend tonight. I'm beginning to forget what sex is like. I may be forced to shag a stranger to remember. Pacey: Ok, look, tomorrow night... I promise you an all-night Witter-Liddell shag fest of epic proportions. Plus...I'll do that thing that you like... you know, with the, uh... Audrey: with the thing? Pacey: Yes. The thing. Audrey: Deal. But you know, this stupid series 17 thing Pacey: 7. Audrey: Whatever. It better be over with soon, because mature, responsible Pacey... he's kind of a big, fat drag. Pacey: Duly noted. Audrey: All right. You're absolved. Go be studious and boring, my love. Pacey: And you go be debaucherous and silly, and I will talk to you in the morning. I love you. Audrey: Yeah, yeah. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. The other side of the conversation. Audrey is there with Jen and Jack who are playing darts while she is on the phone.] Audrey: Hey, you guys? I think I'm gonna go home. Jen: What? Are you insane? You can't go home! Tonight is only like the biggest and best party of the year. You can't leave! You can't not come! Jack, back me up on this. Jack: Eh. You know... Jen: What are you saying? Jack: Well, I'm saying, you know, I'm a little tired and Kate and Leopold's on cable tonight. Audrey: Really? Jen: Kate and Leopold? Jack: Yeah. Hugh Jackman's a hottie. Jen: No! No, you guys, I worked really hard all week long. I have earned this night of debauchery and hedonism. I wanna get drunk at a party, I wanna make out with a stranger, and it's all for naught if you guys aren't there to witness it and make fun of me in the morning. Jack: Ok! Jen: Really? Audrey? Audrey: I'm in. I'm in. Jen: Yay! Ok, all right. Let's make a pact. Tonight we are going toe fun. We are going to dance on table tops. We are going to scream "whoo hoo." In short, we're gonna party like it's 1999. Now, come on... [She puts her hand out and the others put their hands on hers] whoo-hoo! Audrey: Whoo-hoo! Jack: Whoo. [Scene: The Airport. Dawson goes running through the airport, looking for Natasha, and finally finds her sitting on a set of benches waiting impatiently.] Dawson: Natasha. Natasha: Nonsense. I totally don't mind sitting here waiting for an hour. My ass is not the least bit numb. Dawson: [Exhales] [Scene: Dawson's Car. Dawson is Driving Natasha back to the movie set, and Natasha is sitting very stubbornly in the passenger seat.] Dawson: So... listen... Natasha: I need Evian water and Altoids. Dawson: I got 'em. Glove compartment. [She looks at him with a smirk] So...big scene tonight, huh? You nervous? Natasha: No. See, uh... that other actor... he's not really gonna strangle me, Dawson. It's... it's just pretend. [She takes a drink out of one of the tiny airport bottles of alcohol.] Dawson: Are you...drinking? Natasha: You're smart. Dawson: Do you really think you should Natasha: I'm fine. Stop off if you see a florist. I want to get Todd some lilies. Dawson: I don't think there's one on the way. [They drive past a florist] Natasha: Right there, right there! Pull over. Dawson: We're really late Natasha: You wanna get me mad? 'Cause if I show up on set mad... [Scene: The stock brokerage. Pacey is still studying when Rich comes walking in with several other guys, and he goes over to Pacey's desk.] Rich: Come on. We're gonna ht some clubs. You're comin' with let's go. Pacey: I can't do it, m. I gotta study. Rich: Sorry. Did I say that like it was a question? Pacey: What? Rich: We're gonna ht some clubs. You're comin' with. Let's go. Pacey: No. I'm serious. I really gotta study. Rich: Do you see those guys? Do you notice that not one of them works out here with you grunts? That's because they're your bosses. Not your co-workers, not your colleagues. They hold the future of your career in their hands, so think hard, Pacey, before you say no. Pacey: Well, I should call my girlfriend. Rich: That's adorable. Do it later. Grab your coat. Let's go. [he heads towards the others] Rich: Ready, gentlemen. [Scene: The Movie Set. Natasha and Dawson are just arriving at the set. Natasha is carrying a very large bundle of lilies. They head over to Todd who is sitting in a director's chair impatiently waiting their arrival.] Natasha: Oh, my god! Look at all the lights! Dawson: How much did you actually drink? Natasha: Oh, Donald. Don't be such a Spongebob Squarepants. I only had a little nip. Dawson: Why you keep calling me Donald? Natasha: Well, I think we can both agree Dawson's a stupid name. Plus, you look like a Donald. Or if you prefer--Ronald. [They walk up to Todd] Natasha: Todd! Todd: Welcome to Boston! You're radiant, darling! You're late! Natasha: Donald got lost. [She hands him the lilies] Todd: They're lovely. Are you ready for the scene? Natasha: Got it all up here! Todd: Great. We're running a wee bit behind schedule, so why don't you pop off to wardrobe? Natasha: Sure! [She starts walking away] Todd: Wrong way, love. Natasha: Right. [She goes the other way] Todd: What the hell's wrong with her? Dawson: She's tired. Todd: Well, get her to wardrobe and get her some coffee! Dawson: Right. [Scene: Outside wardrobe room. Dawson and Natasha come outside. And Natasha almost falls down, and Dawson grabs her to help her stay up, and she pushes his hands away.] Natasha: Stop pawing at me, busy hands! I can't believe I actually let those hands touch me naked! Thank god nobody here knows I actually dated you! Dawson: Natasha, listen Natasha: So how's that old friend you dumped me for a couple of weeks ago? Didn't quite catch her name. Wait, it is a girl, isn't it? Dawson: She's fine. I Think. Natasha: Don't tell me she dumped you already. That is...so sad. Dawson: Natasha, listen, I'm sorry... about what I did to you. I don't blame you if you hate me. Natasha: I don't hate you. I pity you. Dawson: Well, let me help you. How 'bout I get you coffee or a bagel or something? Natasha: You wanna help me? You wanna help me. That is so sweet! Ok...I'll tell you how you can help me. Go to hell, Dawson! [She goes into her Dressing room and closes the door behind her.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Movie set. They are starting the first shting of the movie. Natasha comes running down the side street screaming, while a man in a mask is chasing after her.] Natasha: [Sobbing] No! Please, somebody, help me! No! Somebody please help me! Somebody please help me! No! [Choking] Aarrrhhh... [she breaks into laughter as the guy is faking choking her]ha ha ha ha ha! I'm gonna pee in my pants! Todd: And cut! Natasha: I--I'm sorry, Todd. Todd: That's all right, love. Go again. This time, remember... terror. Natasha: Uh-huh. [They start shting again] Natasha: No! No! Please... somebody help me! Somebody help me-- whoa[They turn the corner and she trips and falls] ow, my boobs! Todd: And...cut. [Natasha laughing] [After many additional attempts] Natasha: No...no, please! No! No. God [She stops and accidentally nails the guy in the groin] Actor: Ow! Natasha: Oh! Oh, I got you in the whoo-hoo! Actor: Todd! I can't work like this! Todd: Cut. Is she drunk? [The actor storms off] Dawson: No. Todd: Dawson? Dawson: Maybe a little. [Dawson just looks at Natasha as the make-up people work on her. With disappointment across his face] [Scene: Outside a club. Rich and Pacey are walking out with the rest of the guys from work, and Rich is laughing at Pacey.] Rich: I must admit, I am impressed, Witter. Pacey: With what, exactly? Rich: Fully 3 hot women tried to ht on you in that last club, and you turned down every one. I don't think I could be that faithful to any girl. I don't care how hot she is. You're a better man than I. Pacey: You're right, but I think that one of those girls was a guy. Rich: Yeah, but I thought that was your thing. [Scene: Outside Hell's Kitchen. Jen, Jack and Audrey are all walking down the sidewalk after leaving, and are headed off to their party.] Audrey: [Audrey laughing] Ok, so...where the hell are we going again? Jack: House party. Audrey: Right. Right. And...where exactly is that? Jen: You don't know? Jack: I don't know. Audrey: I certainly don't know. Jen: Well, it's somewhere in Boston. Jack: Oh, yeah. Yeah, that helps. Audrey: Nice! [They continue walking some more] Audrey: Oh, you guys, you guys, I just remembered! It's down on Waverly road next to that giant supermarket that has the free aisle! Jack: Cool. Let's go. I'm cold! Jen: Drey, what's a free aisle? Audrey: The aisle with the little plastic bins filled with the food that you can snack on while you shop. Jen: No. Those are bulk bins. You're supposed to put the food in little plastic baggies and then pay for it. Audrey: Really? Jen: Yeah. [They round a corner and run into Rich, Pacey and the other guys] Rich: Hey, who's up for going to that strip club in Waltham? Audrey: Oh, my god. Pacey: Ok, Audrey, I tried to call you from wo [She storms past him and he grabs her arm.] Audrey: Don't touch me. Pacey: Can we just discuss this calmly, please? Audrey: What discuss? There's nothing to discuss. You lied. Pacey: I didn't lie. I was studying, and then this work thing just came up. Audrey: Since when does a bunch of jerks in suits stuffing dollars down a g-string count as work? Pacey: You can't possibly understand how important it is that these men invited me to come out with them. I couldn't say no. Audrey: I don't even know who you are anymore, Pacey. You're like some smarmy stockbroker guy. All you care about is your stupid job. Pacey: Because... I don't wanna live off mac and cheese and ramen noodles for the rest of my life, and that's how it will be for me if I don't bust my ass and play by their rules. I wish that I could continue ignoring reality, but I can't, because we don't all live in Audrey land. Audrey: Right. And I'm just some dumb, rich airhead who doesn't get it. Pacey: That's not what I'm saying. Audrey: Actually, I think it's exactly what you're saying. Pacey: Then I'm sorry...ok? I'm sorry. It's just that this job is important to me, and I like it and I'm good at it, and honestly, I wish you could be a little bit more understanding. I think I understand perfectly. Audrey: And I hope you have fun, Pacey. Come on, you guys. Let's go. Pacey: Audrey, come on! Audrey: Don't follow me! [She takes Jen and Jack and they all leave Pacey watching at they go. Rich comes up to Pacey.] Pacey: Shake it off, man. [Scene: Outside Hell's Kitchen. Joey and Eddie are loading up a ton of food into the back of a station wagon parked out front. Joey is just trying to load the car, and ignore Eddie in the process] Eddie: Big delivery, huh? [no answer] A lotta food. [No answer again]So...how's on the road? Joey: Fine. Eddie: What page are you on? Joey: Can we not talk? Do you mind? Eddie: All right. But I think I figured out why you hate it so much. Joey: Joy. Eddie: Yeah, I was thinking, how could anybody in their right mind hate such a beautiful book? And then I realized... it's because it makes you nervous. Joey: Really? Eddie: Yeah. Yeah, 'cause it's about people who don't follow the dominant path. You know, people who kinda just live on their impulses, and that makes a lot of people uncomfortable. Joey: Boring people? People who don't follow their impulses? Eddie: I didn't say boring, just, uh... safe. Joey: You don't know anything about me. Eddie: Except for the way people feel about books or movies or music. It says a lot. Joey: I'll let you know I follow plenty of my impulses. In fact, this summer on a whim, with almost no money to my name, I bought a ticket to Paris. Eddie: Really? You went to Paris. How was it? Joey: Well, no, I-- the point is that I could have gone. Eddie: So you didn't go. Joey: No. But the point is I could have. Eddie: Oh. And here I thought life was about the things you do, not the things you could have done. That's my mistake. [Joey turns to go back into the bar.] Eddie: Ho. Where you going? Joey: Uh, back to work. That's all of it. Eddie: Yeah, but you're comin' with me. Joey: No, I'm not. Eddie: How do you expect me to get all the food out of this car? Joey: Wendy can go with you. Eddie: No. Wendy is in the bar covering for me, which you're not qualified to do. Sorry. Let's go. [Scene: The Party. Jen and Jack are sitting at a couch and chair, listening to Audrey rant on, and you can see that obviously neither one of them are interested, but they continue to listen] Audrey: I mean, it's bad enough that he lied, but the fact that he would rather hang out with those guys than with me, I mean... oh, my god. I am sorry, you guys. Do I keep talking about this? Jack: No, it's fine. It's fine. Jen: Just a little bit. Audrey: Sorry! I forgot about our pact. We are supposed to be having fun. Jen: It's fine. Audrey: [Exhales] It's just... you know. You used to make fun of guys like that, you know? He never wants to have sex anymore. [They both cringe at the thought] Audrey: We're literally down to 3 times a week. [The cringe again, and en gets up] Jen: Oh, gosh, um, I need a beer. Be right back. [She walks up to the bar] Jen: Ok. Can I get a beer? Guy: You bet. There You go. Jen: Thank you. [She turns around and bumps into the guy from the help center and spills her beer on him] Jen: Oh! Oh, my god! Look what I did! C.J.: That's ok. It was my fault. Jen: Oh, no, jeez, you don't even-- you're[She begins trying to mop up the beer on his belly with some napkins] you don't even drink, and I'm sure it's cold and smelly and I'm touching you, and I'm gonna stop. C.J.: Hi. Jen: Ok. You caught me. I'm drunk. Yep, I'm a drunkard, escaping reality. That's me. But you know what? This is a party, and at parties, people drink, and maybe that bothers you, maybe you think it's weak, but you shouldn't go to a party where there's gonna be drunk people, because that's what's gonna happen at a party. There's drinking. It's just a party fact. [He just sits there letting her go on] C.J.: You think I'm the lamest, most square person on the earth, don't you? Jen: No! No, not at all. I'm sure you're, like... tons of fun. I'm gonna go. [Cut back to Jack and Audrey. Audrey is still ranting on to Jack, who is trying to act like he is listing, while secretly trying to figure a way to get away from her.] Audrey: It's not like I don't have a phone, you know? It's right here in my purse with me at all times, but has he even tried to call me? No. [Jack notices Professor Freeman come walking into the party. He sits strangely looking at him for a minute then decides to go over to him] Jack: Oh, my god! Uh...a yeah. Uh-- yeah. Yeah. [He gets up out of the chair and leaves Audrey and heads over to meet Freeman] Jack: Hey. Freeman: Hey. I'm so relieved to see a familiar face. Jack: What are you doing here? My god... I mean, not that I'm not glad to see you. I think it's cool that you showed up, but I didn't expect Freeman: You know, seeing as I teach what's generally considered to be a cool, non-stodgy topic, every once in a while, a student sees fit to extend an invitation. Usually in jest, I'm sure. Never thinking I'd actually show up. Jack: Hey, as long as you're here, why don't we get a beer? Freeman: Well that. Sounds like a plan. Jack: Cool. [Scene: The Movie Set. Joey and Eddie pull up to the set and stop. Joey suddenly realizes where they are delivering the food to.] Joey: Are we delivering the food to a movie set by any chance? Eddie: Yeah. It's some slasher movie, I think. Joey: Great. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Party. Jen and Audrey are sitting at the couches with a couple of guys, and are playing Quarters. Audrey is clearly already drunk by this time. Jen just watches as Audrey takes her turn] [Coins clatter] [Giggling] Jen: Yeah! Whoa! I wanna go next. Guy1: Nice. Guy2: Now you gotta drink. Audrey: Ok, ok, ok. [Cell phone rings] Audrey: Ooh! It's me, it's me! Hello! Yeah, whoa-- will you just hold on a second, please? [Exhales] Deep cleansing breaths. Pacey... I--no. I just-- let me just say this. I wanna let you know that I am...so rich, I am such... a dumb... rich airhead that I am entirely capable of doing this! [She drops her cell phone in a glass full of beer] Jen: Oh, my god! Ha ha ha! You just totally drowned your phone! Audrey: I know, I totally did. Jen: Oh my god. [Laughing] [Audrey starts chugging her beer and the guy on the couch is moving a little closer to her and drinking with her.] Jen: Slow down. Audrey, seriously. Audrey: Ok. Whose turn is it? [Dropping coins] Audrey: Did you do that? You think they can fix that? Ha ha ha! [Scene: Movie Set. Joey and Eddie are just finishing setting up all the food. Joey is obviously impatient to leave.] Joey: Wanna go now? Eddie: No. Joey: Why not? Eddie: Because we have to be paid first. Joey: Fine. [Joey goes over to one of the people working on the set.] Joey: Excuse me. Hi. We brought the food. Woman: Oh, awesome! I'm starving. Joey: Actually, I was wondering... where do we get paid? Woman: Oh, talk to Dawson. He is... right... over there. Joey: Great. [She goes over to Dawson, who looks up surprised to see her] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: What are you doing here? Joey: Nice to see you, too. Dawson: Oh, I'm just surprised is all. Joey: I was... delivering some food, and I didn't know it was here until we got here. Believe me, had I known, I wouldn't have Dawson: all right. All right. It's ok. Joey: I wasn't exactly apologizing. Dawson: No, why would you? Joey: What does that mean? [Natasha walks up to join them. Todd comes walking up with her.] Natasha: Dawson, what are we doing? Todd: Grab a bite quick. I need you in makeup for the next sht. Hello, love. Nice to see you again. Joey: Hi, Todd. Todd: Uh, Natasha, have you met Dawson's friend-- Joey, isn't it? Natasha: Oh, my god. This is her, isn't it? Dawson: Natasha Natasha: You have the nerve to bring her here tonight, the girl you dumped me for after I gave you the best sex of your life? Dawson: Can we Natasha: I'm just quoting you, Dawson. Sorry...you embarrassed? 'Cause I wouldn't want to embarrass Dawson leery, what with his chivalrous nature and oh-so-quiet dignity. See, Dawson's the kinda guy who'll walk a girl home, you know, help her over a rain puddle? Real gentleman. Then he'll sleep with her, tell her she's the best he ever had, and break up with her answering machine. So nice to meet you. I'll be in my trailer if you need me. [She storms off, and Dawson is left there with Todd and Joey, all looking at one another not knowing what to say. Joey leaves, and Todd just looks back and forth from the two women, then looks at Dawson with a smirk on his face.] [Scene: Outside the party. Jack and Professor Freeman are walking along the porch and come to the steps and sit down.] Freeman: I think my favorite is the one where they legalize gambling and Marge gets addicted. Although, the one where homer becomes a monorail conductor is awesome, too. Jack: Yeah. My favorite is when Selma...she marries troy McClure. Freeman: Ha ha ha! A classic. Classic. Jack: I can't even believe I'm having a conversation like this with my professor. Last year, I don't even think I knew who my professors were! Freeman: Really? Jack: Naw, it's... I was kinda... messed up. Academically speaking, anyway. Freeman: Well, I'm surprised to hear that. I think your work is excellent. I really enjoyed that last paper you wrote. Jack: Ah, well Freeman: it was great, jack. It was great. You have a natural gift for looking beneath the surface and seeing what's really going on. I don't find that in a lot of students. You should be proud. Jack: Thanks. But... I really, uh... enjoy your class. Freeman: Thanks. [Chuckles] You know, I met my wife at a party like this when I was in grad school. She had purple hair all the way down to her waist. Seems like a million years ago. She's pregnant. She just told me yesterday. She's at this conference in Philadelphia. I just couldn't sit in that apartment by myself. I'm just so... I don't know. Everything just... feels a little too real. Maybe that's why I came here tonight. Hey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be telling you all this. Jack: No, no, it--it's ok. It's all right. I don't mind. Freeman: I just feel ridiculous being here. Jack: What? Ridiculous? It's ridiculous that you feel... ridiculous. Both: [Laughing] [Scene: The Strip Club. Pacey is try to call Audrey on his cell phone, but he isn't getting through. He eventually hangs up and turns to see Rich walking towards him] [Busy signal] Rich: All right. Am I gonna have to take that cell phone away now? Look, it's a bummer of a situation, but there are naked girls over there, Pacey, gyrating on stage for our hard-earned dollar bills. Many of them, perhaps, are single mothers or struggling co-eds. Don't you wanna help them earn a living? Pacey: Sure. But I just really messed up with my girl Rich: I know. I was there. Look, can we talk for real for a minute... without all that macho, competitive co-worker banter stuff? Pacey: Sure. Rich: All right. Here the thing. I can see you love her. Everything about you practically screams, "I am an idiot in love," and I recognize that because I was an idiot in love once, too. And I hurt her, just like you did. No. Worse than you did. And afterwards, I spent a whole night just trying to call her, crying my eyes out like a baby. She wouldn't take my call, so you know at I did? Pacey: What? Rich: Showed up at her house, knocked on her door. I didn't have any flowers, didn't hold a boom box over my head. It was just me and her. And I looked at her, and she looked at me, and I didn't need to say anything because we both knew that I loved her and I was sorry. That's why I don't think you need to sweat this. If you love her and you're sorry, she'll know, man. Pacey: Rich... you are... full of such unbelievable crap! Rich: Come on, that was gold! Pacey: You call yourself a salesman seriously? Rich: Fine. But I am right about one thing. There's nothing more you can do now, and you both need time to cool off, and you're here, so you might as well have some fun, don't ya think? Pacey: Yeah, sure. Rich: All right! So let's go see some strippers! Pacey: You look her in the eyes and you'll just know? Rich: You just know. You look at her... [Scene: The Party. Audrey is alone on the couch with the guy from earlier, and Audrey is really drunk at this point. Almost to the point of passing out. The guy is start to brush the hair from her eyes, and moving closer to her]. Jason: You're really cute, you know that? Audrey: Ha. Yes. I'm also... very dumb, though. And don't forget rich. Jason: I don't mind. Audrey: You're sweet, I think. Wha [They kiss, and then Audrey stops] Audrey: Sorry. Jason: Hey, hey! Audrey: Yup? Jason: Why don't we go find a place where we can be alone? Audrey: Ok. That sounds fine. [At the stairs of the party. Jen is talking to the guys friend by the banister on the stairs.] Jen: Yeah, um... I think they're ok, but I kinda prefer the white stripes. [She sees Audrey being led by the guy from the couch. [Jason laughing, Audrey whooping] Jen: Audrey. [She tries to get Audrey's attention as they walks past them up the stairs] Jen: Audrey! Hey, Audrey. 'Scuse us. What are you doing? Jason: We're going to the bedroom. Jen: Don't you think she's a little drunk? Jason: Don't you think you should mind your own business? Audrey: Hi. I'll be fine. Jen: Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait. Hang on. Wait--whoa. [The guy's friend that she was talking to steps in the way of Jen and prevents her from following Audrey up the stairs] Jen: What are you doing? Friend: Don't worry about them. Come on, we were talking about music. Jen: I'm gonna go talk to my friend. Friend: Your friend's fine. She's with my friend. He's a good guy. Jen: Why don't you get out of my way? Friend: Just chill out. We're having a good time here. Jen: If you don't get out of my way in the next 5 seconds, I will separate you from your genitalia. [C.J. comes walking up from behind Jen, hearing that she is upset about something] C.J: Hey, what's the problem? Jen: This guy won't let me through. His friend just took Audrey up to a bedroom, and she's about to pass out. Friend: Ok. That's not what's happening. Your psycho chick friend here is just freakin' out. Then it won't be a problem if we go check it out, will it? [C.J. Grabs him and shoves him out of the way, as he and Jen make their way upstairs.] [Scene: Upstairs bedroom. Jason opens the door and leads Audrey into the bedroom, and Audrey is having trouble just standing up. Jen comes running into the room and grabs Audrey by the arm.] Jen: Come on. We're going. Jason: Come on, leave her alone! [Jason tries to stop Jen, but C.J walks into the room and pushes him out of the way, and makes room for Jen to lead Audrey out while making sure that Jason can't interfere.] Jason: Hey, hey, hey, easy! C.J: Girls, why don't you get out of here? Jen: Oh, my god. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. It's ok. It's ok. [Scene: The movie set. Todd comes walking up to Dawson with a rather upset look on his face.] Todd: We need to talk. Dawson: Ok. Todd: I've just come from Natasha's trailer. Dawson: Yeah. Todd: Look, I don't know how else to say this. You screwed up, mate. She won't come out until you're gone. Which gives me no choice but to do something I really don't want to do, because you're the best assistant I've ever had and the only one on set I actually don't wanna fre. But for the sake of the film, it's exactly what I have to do. Dawson: I understand. Todd: Look, it's got me so upset, I'm smokin' again. Dawson: You shouldn't. Todd: Yeah, you're right. [Takes a big puff of the cigarette] Todd: We've got a bit of time before the next set-up. Why don't you say your good-byes, gather your things? And I want you to keep in touch. Maybe on my next film Dawson: Yeah, yeah. Todd: I'm gonna miss you, mate. [Todd walks away from him, and Dawson just looks around the set, taking in everything] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Jen and C.J. are leading Audrey back to her room. Audrey is clearly drunk and upset. They arrive at the room and open the door. Jen leads her in, and then turns back to C.J.] Jen: You can go. I think I'm gonna stay here tonight. C.J: You sure? Jen: Yeah. C.J: Ok. [She closes the door, and Audrey has climbed into bed, and is there with tears in her eyes.] Jen: Hey... can I get you something like a glass of water maybe? Audrey: Will you just go? Jen: Audrey... Audrey: seriously, Jen... leave. Jen: I'll call you in the morning. [Jen leaves the dorm room and finds that C.J has just walks a little ways down the hall.] Jen: You're still here. C.J: Yeah, I was just... uh...gonna leave in a minute. Jen: I'm sorry. I guess I was kind of mean to you tonight at first, huh? C.J: No, not really. Jen: You know... what happened to Audrey tonight... it's happened to me before... more than once, and... to watch it... to watch her go through it was... just weird. Now you know what a mess I am. C.J: I don't think you're a mess. Jen: Well, then you haven't been paying very close attention tonight. C.J: No. You know... Jen, you didn't do anything wrong tonight. And whatever mistakes you have in your past, they're over, and they've obviously made you a more empathetic and more compassionate person, and I don't think that's such a bad thing. Jen: Well, that's a very nice spin, even if it's not true. C.J: It is true. You just have to learn to believe it. [Scene: The Movie Set. Dawson comes walking up to Joey carrying a Check. Natasha is sitting in a chair as the make-up person is working on her face and her hair, and she is close enough that she can see and hear everything that goes on between Dawson and Joey.] Dawson: Joey. Jen: Hi. Dawson: I was supposed to pay you for the food. I never did, so... [Paper crinkles] Here you go. Jen: Thanks. Dawson: So, listen, I...think I'm going back to California. 'Cause I don't really work here anymore. Jen: I'm sorry, Dawson. Dawson: Things happen. [Eddie is in the car waiting for Joey] Jen: I should probably... go. Dawson: Can I ask you a question? Jen: Sure. Dawson: Do you think it would have worked out between us if I--if we hadn't-- if things had been different? Jen: I don't know. I mean, that's the thing with us. They never are, are they? Dawson: No. I guess not. Jen: I think... in a way, that... it's good, you know? I mean, maybe it's the only way that we could finally stand on our own. You know, to... hurt each other so much that we have no choice but to let go. Maybe otherwise we never would. Dawson: Yeah. Maybe. Jen: I should go. Dawson: Me, too. [Natasha just watches as they part ways, and a sad look comes over her face] [Scene: Outside Jack's Apartment. Freeman and Jack pull up to his apartment. Freeman is giving him a ride home from the party.] Freeman: That one? Jack: Yeah, yeah. Well, thanks for the ride. Freeman: Sure. Thanks for taking pity and hanging out with me all night. Jack: I wasn't taking pity on you. Freeman: I know. It was just a joke. Jack: Oh. Ha ha. Freeman: I had fun, though, tonight. Jack: Yeah, I did, too. Freeman: And I needed it. I don't think I've felt so confused in my whole life. Here I am, I'm a married man, my wife is pregnant, and, uh... I'm showing up at a party just 'cause I'm hoping to run into, uh... a certain student. [Jack suddenly realizes that he meant him] I just shocked you, didn't I? You're shocked. Jack: Yeah, you did. Freeman: Well, you know, you can just, um... think about it... if you want, and... I'll, uh... I'll just keep teaching class, and I'll see you in the class. Jack: Yeah, uh... I--I'll see you later. Freeman: Right. Jack: Ok. I'll see you. Freeman: Ok. Jack: Bye. Freeman: Bye. [Jack gets out of the car and Freeman pulls away.] Jack: Oh, my god. [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Pacey comes up to the door and knocks on it. There is a slight delay before Audrey comes and opens the door and stands in the opening.] [Knock on door] Pacey: Hi there. Audrey: Hey. Pacey: So...can we talk? Ok, well... ah...[Sighs] Can I just give you a call in the morning? [She doesn't answer] Audrey, I don't know what it is that you want me to say. I mean, I'm really sorry, but Audrey: Maybe... maybe you can just come inside and hold me. Pacey: Yeah, I can do that. [They go into the room and cling into bed, Audrey curls up in Pacey's arms] [Scene: The Movie set. Dawson is taking one final look around the set before leaving. He has a sad look on his face and we can all tell that this is klling him. Not to be able to live his dream. He turns to leave, when Natasha comes running up to him.] Natasha: Ok. Dawson, wait. Don't go. I, uh... I got you your job back. See, I was, uh... a bit crazy before. I, um... I saw that girl, and I freaked. Maybe partly because I was drunk... and, see, I was drunk because... I knew I was going to see you tonight. And I was afraid of that... because... well, uh... you really hurt me, Dawson. I mean really. I liked you a lot, and then you broke up with me on my answering machine Dawson: I know. I'm so sorry. Natasha: Yeah. But that's not why I got you your job back. Dawson: Ok...then why? Natasha: Because... I saw you out there talking to her. I saw your face when you were watching her leave, and I realized that... she hurt you way more than you ever hurt me. But you still hurt me. A lot. Dawson: I know. Natasha: I know you know. [There is a moment of awkward silence] Natasha: Come on. Todd says if you're not back on set in 5 minutes, you're fired again. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey and Eddie are cleaning up the bar at the end of the day.] Eddie: So, uh, that guy from the movie set... Dawson? Joey: Yeah. Eddie: So, he's, uh... Joey: He's no one. He's just an old friend. Eddie: Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to pry. I just... Joey: Can I ask you a question? Eddie: Sure. Joey: Why do you like that book? It can't just be because it's about people who follow their impulses, because it still has no story, it meanders, and it's kind of misogynistic. Eddie: Yeah. Yeah, you're right. It is all those things. But I don't know, I mean... the first time I read it, it--it blew my mind. I mean, it's like this--this celebration of madness about people who aren't afraid, who take chances, people who really live. And I guess that I've always... wanted to be one of those people, you know? [Joey kisses him] Eddie: What was that? Joey: Just following an impulse. Eddie: No, you weren't. Joey: I'm sorry? Eddie: It's that guy. From the movie set. You're angry at him, and he hurt you, and that's how you chose to deal with it. Joey: Oh, thank you, Dr. Freud. Eddie: Tell me I'm wrong. Joey: You're wrong. Eddie: No. No, I'm not. Look...I don't mind you kissing me if it's because you want to kiss me, not for revenge or to help you forget someone else. Whatever happened between you guys, you're gonna have to deal with it. Yourself. Just--just you. [Moment of awkward silence] Eddie: Look, uh... I'll give you a ride home, ok? I'm just gonna... get my coat. [He leaves her alone to get his coast, and she just sits there thinking]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x04 - Instant Karma!"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 605 - The Imposters In this episode: Dawson's quick thinking saves the day and gets him the girl when a producer arrives at the "Wicked dad" movie set to fre Natasha and close down production. Meanwhile, Audrey is excited when Emma asks her to be the lead singer of her punk band "Hell's Belles," but is crushed when Pacey misses her first gig because of work; Joey figures out that Eddie isn't really a student and demands the truth; and Jack confronts Professor Freeman about an unfair grade on a paper. Original Airdate: October 23, 2002 [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is standing at the end of the bar, waiting impatiently, while Eddie is mingling with a few girls at the other end of the bar. She finally gets mad and she slams her tray down on the table, with no effect. Emma comes walking up to the bar next to her, and Eddie takes two beers uncaps them and slides them down to Emma.] Joey: Help? Emma: Well, he might notice you faster if, um, if you let me do a little work on that t-shirt of yours. A few rips, a few tears. Do wonders for your tips. Joey: My what? Emma: Your tips. Your gratuities. [Laughs] What did you think I said? Joey: Nothing! [Emma takes her drinks and leaves the two of them] Eddie: Yes. Joey: Oh. Finally. Could you make me wait a little bit longer the next time? Eddie: Sorry, I, uh... guess I find you a little intimidating now that you've tried to ram your tongue down my throat. Joey: I need 2 drafts, a boilermaker, and I thought we agreed to never speak of that again. Eddie: You know, I don't remember having that conversation. Joey: We didn't. It was implied. Social conventions dictate that when something embarrassing happens, we all tacitly agree to never speak of them again. It's what keeps us going as a society. That...and alcohol. Eddie: Yeah, well, I don't. Joey: You don't what? Eddie: Don't agree. Joey: You know what? I really don't feel like getting into a philosophical discussion about this. I just would like you to [Emma returns for some more drinks] Emma: oh, good god! You two aren't fighting again, are you? Eddie: No, no. Apparently, we're having some kind of... uh, philosophical discussion. Emma: Oh. Good. 'Cause I'm leaving. Off to rehearsal, where I hopefully still have a few band members left to, uh, fre before our big hell's kitchen debut performance tomorrow night. Eddie: Hey, if you want me to put up some of those flyers for you, I can. Emma: Oh, you are a love, aren't you? [She leans over the counter and kisses Eddie on the cheek.] Emma: Mmm! Oh, and it's just getting a bit crowded back there, so if you two could just kiss and make up, I'm sure the customers would appreciate it. [Emma leaves] Joey: You told her. Eddie: Coincidence. What? Why would I tell her? Joey: To embarrass me? Eddie: Oh, now, you're doin' a pretty good job of that all by yourself. [Joey takes the drinks and leaves] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hotel bar. Dawson enters the bar and looks around and finds Todd and Natasha sitting at the bar drinking and talking together. He shakes his head and heads over to them, already able to tell that Todd is really drunk. He heads over to join them] Todd: Has anybody told you how pretty you are? Dawson: Hey. Natasha: Hi. Uh...you know what? It's getting late. I should get to bed. Big day tomorrow. Todd: [Drunkenly] Not to worry. You'll be great, luv. [Natasha leaves the two of them.] Todd: If you weren't such a disaster, with women, you might be sneaking off to join her now. Well, carry on. Dawson: Hold on. You're not gettin' rid of me that fast. Todd: As I suspected, you are not here to participate in the general debauchery. You're here to bore me with little work-related details. Dawson: 10 people want to know what plan "B" is for Friday. Todd: Tell 'em there is no plan "B." Dawson: You gotta at least call Heather Tracy back. She's called, like, 6 times in the past 2 days. Todd: Leery, your inability to relax disturbs me. Dawson: We're 3 days behind, under penalties every day this week. We've got a monster day tomorrow, no sht list. There's 70% chance of rain on Friday, and apparently no plan "B." How is that no worries? [Heather comes walking up from behind Todd] Heather: 3 days? I thought it was 4. Todd: Heather! Heather: Todd. Don't look so surprised. This is what you get for not returning my phone calls. Todd: No. It's lovely. It's lovely to see you. Do you remember Dawson? Heather: Yeah. We can B.S. The pleasantries later, sweetie. Right now I'm gonna need you to get me a better room. The girl at the front desk said it's impossible, but I'm sure you can work your little P.A. Magic. Todd: [Mouthing "help"] [Dawson catches the key that Heather chucked at him, and takes this as his cue to leave the two of them alone.] [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Pacey and Audrey are sitting in the living room, studying. Audrey is listening to her headphones rather loudly while reading her text book, and Pacey looks up from his book and smiles] Audrey: [Shouts] What?! Pacey: [Shouts]Nothing! [Audrey shuts off the headphones and takes them off] Is it good? Audrey: Is what good? Pacey: The book. Audrey: [Scoffs] Honey, it's required. How can it be good? [She gets up and heads to the kitchen] Pacey: Well, you know, it's just the first book that I've seen you crack all semester. [Audrey open the refrigerator, and looks inside] Audrey: She doesn't actually drink this green stuff, does she? Pacey: Hey! Audrey! Audrey: What? Pacey: Well, I'm tryin' to talk to you. Audrey: Ok, I'm listening. Pacey: Great. Then maybe you can tell me what's been botherin' you all week. Audrey: Nothing is bothering me. Pacey: Really? 'Cause I gotta say you've been actin' a little weird. Audrey: Ok, Pacey. Define weird. Pacey: Fine. "Weird" is studious. "Weird" is quiet. Audrey: What, so I act like Joey for a change, and all of a sudden, I'm weird? Ok, fine. Pacey: Look, I just want to know if perhaps you and Jen might've gotten into a little bit of trouble at that party last week. Audrey: No. And you know what? For a former party girl, that girl's not even on a first-name basis with trouble. Pacey: 'Cause, you know, jack and I were talking, and he said that he lost you at a certain point and you were a little worried, maybe. Audrey: Well, yeah. Pacey, it was crowded, and Jen ran into somebody that she knew. Pacey: Oh, really? A guy? Audrey: Yeah. A nice guy. A regular knight in shining armor. Pacey: Yeah, I'm sure he was. Just like me, right? Audrey: Yes, honey. Just like you. Pacey: You know, funny thing. We are all alone here tonight. [Pacey begins kissing her, but Audrey stops after a few seconds] Audrey: Um... yeah. I'm sorry. Pacey: Oh. Audrey: Ohh. No, it's just that I'm really tired and Pacey: Yeah, cool. That'stired. Audrey: No, because we could--- Pacey: No, no, no, no, no. I'm only-- it's all right. Just...pshh...no. I'm just... [Laughs] It's fine. [Pacey goes back to his chair and goes back to studying] [Scene: The apartment. It is the next morning, and Pacey has fallen asleep in the chair studying. Emma comes downstairs and goes to grab the coffee pot to pour herself a cup of coffee, and the pot is empty. She reaches over to the Coffee container on the container, but it is empty.] Emma: [Sighs] [Inhales deeply] Hmm. Pacey! [Pacey doesn't budge, still sleeping] Pacey! Pacey: Yes! What? I didn't do it. Emma: You stayed up again all last night, haven't you? Pacey: Yes. Emma: And you finished all the coffee. Pacey: [Talking at 90 miles an hour] Oh! Ok, yes. But there's more. We have plenty. And you know, it's really strange. That thing that everybody says about it being hard to stay up all night-- it's really not. It's just that hour from 4:00 to 5:00 that gets you. But you'd be amazed at what your mind actually retains. I mean, I know all about market options, equity accounts, nonconvertible bonds, but you'd Emma: Pacey! Pacey: Yes? Emma: Coffee! Pacey: I got it. [Reaches into the cupboard and pulls out a new can of coffee. Then they hear the sound of the shower turning on] Emma: That's not your bloody girlfriend in the shower again, is it? Pacey: Nope. That's jack. [They suddenly hear Audrey's voice singing in the shower] Audrey: All the leaves are brown the leaves are brown and the sky is gray Pacey: [Laughs] Emma: Do you know how long she's gonna be in there? Pacey: Uh, that depends, really, on how big a water tnk you have. Emma: Didn't we talk about this? Pacey: Yes, we did. Emma: She's here all the time. Pacey: Yes, she is. But you know what'd be a great idea? If the two of you would discuss this, and then I'll go to work, and you tell me how it works out when I get back. Ok? Ok. Bye-bye. Have a good day. Bye. [Pacey makes a quick exit. Emma goes into the bathroom to tell Audrey to stop singing, but stops and listens to her sing.] [Audrey singing] Audrey: All the leaves are brown, the leaves are brown ok. And the sky is gray and the sky is gray I went for a-- I went for a walk on such a winter day [Scene: Freeman's Class. Jen is sitting in the room waiting for class to start when Jack comes over and takes the seat next to hers] Jen: Hey. So, what happened? Jack: When? Jen: At the party after we lost you. Jack: Where'd you guys go, anyway? Jen: Nowhere. Jack: Yeah, right. Jen: Look, don't change the subject on me. I want the details. Jack: [Sighs] All right, look, nothin' happened. Ok? I mean, what could happen? The guy's straight. You know? Even if he magically woke up one morning and he was suddenly gay, it's not like I would actually get involved with the guy. Come on. Jen: You wouldn't? Jack: No. God, no. [Professor Freeman comes into the class, and heads to the podium] Freeman: Greetings, everyone. Sorry I'm late. But I see exhibits A, B, C, and D have arrived, by which I mean, of course, my teaching assistants, who may now begin the arduous task of handing you back your papers. Unless, of course, you'd prefer to sit here for 50 minutes staring at them while I drone on about representations of the single father in pre- and post-Vietnam American television. [Laughter] Freeman: No? No, I didn't think so. As you know, these papers represent 20% of your grade, most of which were graded by the T.A.s, of course. But I did review all the grades thoroughly myself, and I am prepared to deal with any and all sob stories that may be coming my way. Just please keep in mind yeah! This is not the first time I've heard the one about how a b-plus is gonna ruin your chances [Jen turns her paper over and sees that she got a B.] Jen: Turn it over. [Jack turns his over and sees he got a C- and is confused] Freeman: Of getting into a decent law school. [Laughter] [Scene: School Campus. Joey goes walking by a public posting board and sees Eddie hanging up some of the band's Flyers on the board, and walks by. She stops a short while later and heads back to him] Eddie: [Laughs] Should've kept walkin'. Joey: Here. Let me. Eddie: Nope. I got it. Joey: Just trying to be nice. Eddie: Well, don't. I liked you a lot better when you were surly. Joey: I am not-- look, I think that we have both been acting a little immature since the incident. Eddie: I've been acting immature? Joey: I know that I have. Eddie: Don't do that. Don't back down. If you do that in class today, Heston's gonna eat you alive. Joey: I see, and when will you be granting us with your in-class presentation? Eddie: You know, if you think I'm being a jerk, just tell me. Joey: And how is that gonna help us get along any better? Eddie: Oh, it's--it's not, but let's not pretend things are all nice when they're not. Joey: They're not? Eddie: No. The, uh, "incident," as you so clinically refer to it, was you kissing me on the mouth with some sort of twisted intent we've yet to clarify. Agreeable, yes, but hardly nice. Joey: What, so now we have to get into some sort of semantic argument? [They stop outside the entrance of the library] Joey: So, you coming or what? Eddie: What, to the library? Joey: Yeah. That's where we're headed. Eddie: That's where you were headed. And if you're still feeling "nice," you might want to hang some of these up in there. [He hands her some flyers and then heads off] [Scene: The film set. Dawson comes walking up to Todd who is sitting in the director's chair and they both watch as Heather walks past them screaming on the cell phone at someone. He is carrying a plate of food with him] Heather: Yeah, well, he wants a new D.P and he wants him now. It's not even noon, and she's already fired people on 3 continents. Todd: 3-egg omelet? Dawson: One egg, 2 egg whites. Todd: Let's do it. [The go over to Heather who is still yelling at the person on the phone] Heather: Yeah? Well, if I knew that, then I'd be the assistant. Listen, sweetie, I gotta go. Todd: Breakfast is served, luv. Heather: I'm not gonna bat around the bush, Todd. As your little friend here pointed out last night, you're way behind schedule and way over budget, both of which we could live with if the footage were a dream. But we hate the girl. Todd: Natasha? Heather: Natasha, Natalie, Nadia, whatever. The one with the nice rack. I know you said you could work with her, but we figure we shut down, we recast Todd: Hold on a bloody minute here! Yes, she might've been a bit unprepared, but you don't go and shut down an entire production Dawson: She can do this job. For a horror movie like this to work, the heroine's gotta be both sexy and intelligent. Natasha is that girl. Heather: Why do I care what he thinks? Todd: He is the target demographic. Dawson: Show her some cut footage. We can put some together by this afternoon. Heather: You really think that's gonna change my mind? Todd: Couldn't hurt. [Cell phone rings] Heather: Yeah? [She leaves them and they both look at each other] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Freeman's Class. The class has just ended and everybody is leaving. Jack and Jen are still sitting in their chairs looking at their paper grades.] Jen: Ok, well, this has gotta be some kind of mistake. I mean, mine's higher than yours. Jack: Looks that way. Jen: And you've actually been working hard all semester. Jack: Yeah, well, apparently not hard enough. [Jack heads up to the front of the class where Freeman is just finishing up with a student] Freeman: Real nice work. Jack: Hi. Freeman: Don't tell me, another unsatisfied customer. Jack: I--I just, um... had a question about my grade. Uh, C-minus seems a little low for a paper that you enjoyed. Freeman: I said that, did I? Jack: Yeah, you did the other night. Freeman: Of course. Uh, what I meant was I really enjoyed the content. Your grasp of structure, on the other hand, is quite rudimentary. I can recommend a few books that might help with that. However, I do have another class I need to get to right now. Jack: Yeah, sure. [Jack goes to leave] Freeman: You know, a c-minus really isn't all that bad, Jack. You told me yourself you weren't a very motivated student. Jack: Well, I guess I thought I was doin' better this term. Freeman: Well, maybe your expectations were too high. Jack: [Sighs] [Scene: The film set. Todd is sitting in a camera sled while one of the workers pushes the sled slowly and Todd looks through the camera trying to set up the sht.] Todd: Slower. Slower. [Shouts] Cut! Man: Cut on rehearsal. Todd: Can someone find leery for me, please? [Dawson comes running up to him] Dawson: Here. Right here. Todd: So, is she gone? Dawson: She left 15 minutes ago with directions to the nearest gym. Gonna meet with her and the editor when we break for lunch. Woman: Makeup's done with Natasha. We're just waiting on camera. Dawson: Thanks. Todd: Just the chance I've been waiting for. Dawson: What are you gonna do? Todd: What do you think I'm gonna do? Favorite part of the job, mate. Dawson: You don't mean that. Todd: Course I do. Nothing's as much fun as explaining to the overpaid hairdos how imminently replaceable they all are. Dawson: I thought you liked her. Todd: I do. Not as much as you do, of course, which may be clouding your judgment on this matter. Dawson: Point taken, but how is yellin' at her gonna help? I mean, if you destroy her confidence, the day's not gonna go any faster. Todd: Listen, mate, let me let you in on a little secret. 2-bit horror movies that get shut down one week into production? They don't always get started up again. And as someone who works for me, my continued employment might be of some interest to you. Dawson: So you'd fre her just like that. Todd: If it was a choice between her and me. That'd be dad easy now, wouldn't it? [Man comes running up to them] Man: Todd. They need you at camera. Todd: This discussion is not over. [The start walking back to the set, leaving Dawson alone, and a prop man gets in Todd's way.] Todd: 'Scuse me. [Scene: The Dressing Tent. Dawson walks in, as Natasha comes out of behind some clothing racks wearing no top or bra. She quickly covers up as Dawson adverts his eyes. And she goes over to the chair to grab her bra and puts it on] Natasha: I thought I had 5 minutes. Ooh! Dawson: Um--sorry. Natasha: Ha ha ha! Black bra, white shirt. Never a good idea. So, I, um... I heard Todd wants to talk with me. Dawson: Uh, yeah. It's, uh... about this sht. Natasha: What, it's complicated? Dawson: Well, he...likes to move the camera. Natasha: Yeah, so I noticed. So, um... who's that woman you guys were talking to this morning? Dawson: She's the, uh, executive in charge of production. She's worried about all the overtime. Natasha: Cool. Is something wrong, Dawson? Dawson: No, nothin', other than you being naked when I walked in. Natasha: Such a prude. If we're gonna work together, you're gonna have to learn to get over things like that. Dawson: All right. Well, you're gonna have to learn how to not leave every room I walk into. Natasha: Ok, so we both have room for improvement. [She finally decides which shirt to wear and begins putting it on.] Natasha: I know I'm in the doghouse. Dawson: What makes you think that? Natasha: Look... Todd's not the best communicator, and he's not exactly a touchy-feely kind of guy. A girl can tell. That's why I really need to nail this big scene tonight. Help me? My best friend's dying, and I don't know what I'm supposed to be thinking. Dawson: Don't think. Your best friend's dying. What are you gonna do? Natasha: I don't know. Save her? Comfort her? Dawson: And if that doesn't work? Natasha: Save myself? Dawson: Exactly. It's-- don't think. Just act. Just--and when Todd asks you to jump... Natasha: Ask how high. Dawson: And how far. Always be aware where the camera is. That's how you communicate with him. Natasha: [Sighs] You really think that's gonna work? [Woman reaches her head into the tent] Woman: They're ready for you, Natasha. Dawson: Guarantee it. Natasha: Thank you. [Scene: Pacey's work. Pacey is sitting at his desk, talking on a headset phone to a client. He is very into the phone conversation] Pacey: You're kiddin' me, right? I mean, Stan, look, I'm as risk-adverse as the next guy, but you're just quittin'. Y-you're not even keepin' up with the inflation, and, Stan, all I'm askin' for is a hint of your interest, and I w [Pacey looks up and notices Audrey walk into the office space, and is a little perplexed by it.] uh...you know what, Stan? I'm gonna have to call you back on this, but I will be in touch, because, believe me, this is gonna be a hot issue. [He walks towards Audrey forgetting to take the phone off his head and it pulls off and falls to the floor as he goes over to Audrey] Audrey: Ah! There you are. Finally! That mean receptionist was Pacey: Audrey. What are you doing here? Audrey: No hello? No smooch? I'm trying to tell you it took me forever to get past the Pacey: honey. We can't do this here. Man: Get a room, Witter. Pacey: That's a great idea. Thanks for the tip. Ok, let's go to the conference room. Audrey: Bye, everyone. [They got into the conference room] [Humming] Pacey: Audrey. You really can't just pop in like this. Audrey: Well, what am I supposed to do, Pacey? You won't take any of my phone calls. Pacey: Because I'm at work. And when I'm at work, I'm on the phone, which makes it particularly difficult for me to take other calls. In fact, I shouldn't be in here right now. I should be outside... on the phone. Audrey: I get it. Ok, please don't be mad at me. Please? Please? The absolute best thing in the world has happened, and I wouldn't have come by if it weren't completely major. Pacey: How major? Audrey: Emma has asked me to be in her band. Me. For real. I mean, well, it's sort of on a trial basis, 'cause, you know, basically she still can't stand me and she thinks I ate all of her basmati rice or whatever, but we have been rehearsing all day, and we have a gig tonight at hell's kitchen. Pacey: That's great. Audrey: I know! It is! Which is why I had to come here and coerce you into coming out this evening. Honey, I need you there. It's kinda like my audition, and, from what I understand, Emma is a little bit of a temperamental control freak when it comes to her band. Say no more. You're gonna come? Pacey: I will, just so long as Audrey: I'm leaving. Ok. Bye. [Pacey watches as she goes, then heads back to work] [Scene: Heston's Class. Joey is up in front of the entire class giving her oral presentation, as the class is listening.] Joey: The games continue, and, of course, culminate in the explanation of the cryptogrammic paper. Heston: Stop. I'm so bored, I'm losing my pulse here, potter. When Hubert gets called away for the urgent phone call, he returns to find Lolita doing what with the likes of Clare Quilty? Joey: Playing tennis. Heston: What kind of tennis? Joey: Good tennis? Heston: Potter! Oh, you disappoint me. How are we ever gonna learn anything today when the person who's supposed to be teaching us hasn't even read the book? Somebody? Anybody? [Eddie raises his hand when no one else does] Heston: Eddie. Of course Eddie. Eddie always knows. I mean, rarely volunteers, but always knows. So, please, enlighten us. Eddie: Doubles. Heston: Told you. Always knows. And thank god he's here to pick up the slack for Miss Potter, who... may now return to boring us to death. Eddie: Hey, you know, maybe if you laid off her for 2 seconds at a time, she might not be so nervous. Heston: What was that? A little criticism of my teaching techniques? Because I have to say I've always considered myself pretty lenient, pretty willing to overlook certain things other, more traditional, by-the-book teachers might not appreciate. Eddie: Whatever. Heston: Oh, you don't agree? [Laughs] I'm ready to make this a larger discussion any time you are. In fact, I've been ready for weeks now. Joey: Am I teaching here or what? Because... the doubles thing is actually very important. Heston: I know. That's why I brought it up. I'm gonna give you another chance to redeem yourself. Circa 1940, a well-known Russian émigré writer named Vladimir Sirin ceases to exist. Why? [Joey begins looking through her note cards in her hand] Heston: S-I-R-I-N. No idea? Perhaps you should ask your always-much-better- informed doppelganger. Eddie. Eddie: Because he never existed in the first place. Heston: Never existed! You mean he was a shadow? A shade? A double, perhaps? Someone passing himself off as someone else? Eddie: Yeah, you could say that, or you could just say it was a pen name. Heston: You could, but it's secret identity, nonetheless. I'm sorry. This seems a little... off-topic for you? Eddie: No. I'm just saying I get the point. Heston: Ah. But do the rest of them? Eddie: Do they need to? Heston: You tell me. Eddie: Personally, I think the question is moot. But if it really bothers you that much, I'll go. [Eddie Grabs his bag and leaves] Heston: Oh, well, don't just stand there, potter. Carry on. Joey: In a minute. Heston: Did you just say what I think you said? Joey: Yes. [Joey walks past Heston and out the door after Eddie] Joey: Hey. Wait up. Eddie: Oh, are you leaving, too? Joey: No, you're coming back. Look, I don't know what just happened back there, but you can't back down from him when he Eddie: You're right. You don't know what just happened back there, so in that case, maybe the best thing for you to do is just mind your own damn business. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Emma is cleaning up a table while Joey is talking to her. It is early in the day, and there are not many people in for the lunch time crowd.] Emma: Well, he's not here. He must not be working tonight. Joey: He works every night. Emma: Well this is one. Joey: Well, you don't happen to know where he lives, do you? Emma: Flat somewhere. Take you, like, 2 hours to get there on public transport. Joey: You mean he doesn't live on campus? Emma: Which one? Joey: Worthington? Emma: Well, why would he live on the Worthington campus? Joey: Um, no reason. Emma: You didn't think he's a student, did you? I mean, I know he reads a lot. Joey: Yeah, he does. Emma: Um... you don't think they'd have his address on file in the back, do you? Joey: Probably. Emma: Thanks. And I'll be back to close, and good luck tonight with the gig. Joey: Thank you. Emma: Got a bit of a surprise for you, actually. Joey: Really! [Scene: The film set. Dawson, Todd and Heather are watching a scene in the cutting room.] Natasha: [on film] Somebody! [Pounding on door] Natasha: [on film] Somebody, please help me! Help! [The stop the scene] Heather: Well... that constitutes improvement. Adequate instead of abysmal. Dawson: That's not fair. Heather: [to sell phone] Get me Chatsworth. [To Dawson and Todd] I mean, come on. Is she supposed to be looking down at the ground like that, or did she just not know where her marks are? [To the cell phone] New York, L.A., I don't care! [She walks away from them] Dawson: She barely even watched it. Todd: Yeah, I can see that, but exactly whose job are you tryin' to save here? Dawson: Everyone's. Look, the worst possible thing that happens, you get shut down. Right? So you gotta get her to watch it again, and this time, highlight Natasha's strengths instead of her weaknesses. Use that close-up. And change that music. [He looks at Dawson, and then over to Scott] Todd: Do it. Fast. [Scott starts, and Todd turns to Dawson] And...you stay here. What's needed now is some cool professionalism. Dawson: Right. [Todd goes after Heather] Heather: All right. Fine. I'll hold. Todd: Heather, luv. Heather: Yes? Todd: How about we discuss this rationally before you throw out several thousand feet of film? Heather: Rational? Rational, like the time you took me to Bermuda with you and dumped me for an exotic dance instructor? Todd: Look, there's no reason to get personal about it. You know what I mean? You're engaged now. Heather: Working on a film that's about to be shut down... by me and quite possibly never started up again. [to the cell phone] Still holding. Todd: Look! You signed off on this girl, did you not? It wasn't some other prada-wearing nightmare I accidentally shagged! Heather: For your information, I signed off on this girl because I thought you could get a performance out of her. [they join Dawson and Scott who were working on the cuts] Dawson: And he did. You just haven't seen it yet. Scott? [they start playing the new cuts] Natasha: [on film] Somebody, please help me! Somebody! Help me! Somebody! Somebody, help me! Please! Please! Somebody, please help me! Dawson: Better, no? Before it was all about the location, whereas now it's like we're alone with her and her fear. Todd: What do you think? Your job could be on the line here, too, you know. Natasha: Well, I think your little friend here makes a good point. [Scene: outside Freeman's office. Jack is waiting outside for Freeman to finish up with the student in his office. He is becoming very anxious while waiting.] Jack: Come on. [Exhales] [The door opens and a student comes out] Freeman: Jack. Sorry. I didn't know anybody else was out there. [They go into his office] Jack: Yeah. Must, uh... must take a while to get to the end of all your adoring fans. Freeman: So, what can I help you with? Jack: Look, I've been thinking about this all day. Uh, there's just one more thing I gotta ask you about this paper. Freeman: Sure. Jack: If I hadn't been so shocked about what you said to me the other night, would this C-minus have been any higher? Freeman: Low blow. Jack: Yeah, 'cause, you know, I'm just tryin' to make an informed decision here, and if that's what this is all about, hell, ask me again, 'cause I just might say yes this time. Freeman: I don't know what to say. Um... sometimes people read too much into things. Jack: Too much? How about too little? 'Cause I'm totally willin' to go through Freeman: I get it. I get your point. You know, it's one thing to be some scared teenager, afraid of his-- his friends, his family, afraid of what everybody he meets might think and say about him. You know, I can forgive that. Hell, I can expect that. But you, you're an adult. Ok, somebody's married to you. You're-- you're ruining lives here on a much larger scale. Freeman: What can I say? Not everyone's willing to make sacrifices for some sort of political agenda. Not everybody's willing to spend their lives being part of a despised minority. Jack: Yeah. [Laughs] Well... that's true. But maybe you should ask yourself who's doin' the despising. [Walks out of the office leaving his paper on the desk] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Audrey is in the back room, nervously awaiting going on stage when Jen comes back to join her. Audrey is porting a fake Nose and lip ring.] Audrey: So you checked. I mean, he's out there, right? Jen: Well, I'm not exactly sure. It's--it's kind of too crowded to tell. Audrey: How crowded? Jen: Way crowded. Why? Are you ok? You're not scared, are you? Audrey: No! God, no. Why would I be scared? Jen: I don't know. You j--you just-- you seem sort of tense. Audrey: I'm fine. Jen: Hey. Um...about the other night. Audrey: What other night? Jen: When we got really drunk. Audrey: You know what? To be honest-to-god truthful with you, Jen, I don't really remember that at all, so [Emma comes into the back room] Emma: Ok, ladies, enough checkin' your makeup. I think the crowd's suitably drunk by now. Audrey: Does that mean that we're on? Emma: It does. [Emma and Audrey make their way onto the stage as Jen goes back into the audience.] Emma: Hey. The piercings are a nice touch, by the way. Audrey: Thank you! Emma: Screw this up, and I'll kll you. Audrey: Ok. Sure. [Audrey goes up to the mic and begins to introduce the band] Audrey: Um...hey, everybody. We are the hell's belles, and we thought we would play a few songs for you now, you know, something... soothing, something relaxing, something... [Drum bat] [Drum playing rhythmic b*at] Audrey: All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray! I've been for a walk on a winter day I'd be safe and warm, warm, warm if I was in L.A.! California dreamin' on such a winter day! California dreamin' on such a winter day! [Scene: Outside an apartment door. Joey comes walking up to the door after checking the address she wrote down on a piece of paper, she goes to knock on the door when Eddie come walking up from behind her.] Eddie: What the hell you doing here? Joey: God, you scared me. Eddie: Yeah, obviously. I asked you a question. Joey: I just wanted to talk to you about what happened in class today. Eddie: Yeah, well, since I'm not really in that class anymore Joey: Look, I know. I get it, ok? I get that you're not really a student. Eddie: You get that, do you? Joey: Yeah. I mean, I don't really get what it was all for, but-- you know, I've come a long way. Maybe you could just give me a glass of water or something? [They go inside] Joey: So, my presentation actually went ok after you left. I mean, I just went in there, and I Eddie: Mm-hmm. Congratulations, Joey. I'm happy for you. Yeah. I'm sure you're only seconds away from breaking through Heston's crusty exterior, earning his undying respect, and graduating magna cum laude. Or you could just save yourself a lot of trouble and sleep with the man. Joey: Is it just me, or do you react this nicely to everybody who's trying to help you? What? No response? Eddie: You're gonna have to give me a second here. I'm still trying to process the condescending notion that help is actually required. Joey: Oh, you don't think it's possible I could understand? Eddie: No, I don't. Look, Joey, I'm sorry I didn't turn out to be the person you thought I was, but you know what? Probably not too wise to invest that much in people you barely know. Joey: Oh, I haven't invested anything in you. Eddie: Oh, yeah? Then why are you here? See, it seems to me that you're wasting valuable time that would be better spent trying to get back with that preppy boyfriend of yours if he'll have you. Joey: You know what? You remember when you told me to tell you when you were being a jerk? Eddie: Yeah. You could have saved yourself a lot of trouble by just calling first. Joey: Oh. I guess it didn't seem like trouble at the time. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Audrey is still on stage performing before a huge crowd. Jen is in the audience cheering Audrey on, Joey enters the bar looking around for Jen.] [Girls just want to have fun playing] Audrey: [Singing] I come home in the morning light my mother says what, you gonna live your life right? Oh, mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones and girls, they want to have-- oh, girls just want to have fun the phone rings in the middle of the night my father says what you gonna do with your life? Oh, daddy dear, you know you're still number one but girls, they want to have-- oh, girls just want to have-- that's all they really want some fun when the working day is done oh, girls, they want to have-- oh, girls just want to have fun [Joey finally finds Jen and goes over to join her] Joey: Hey. Jen: Hey! I was beginning to think you didn't work here anymore. Joey: Is that Jen: Oh, Audrey. Yeah. She joined Emma's band. Audrey: [Singing] Just wanna they just wanna just wanna they just wanna just wanna they just wanna just wanna girls just want to have fun oh girls just want to have fun Crowd: Whoo! Jen: Yay, Audrey! Crowd: Whoo hoo! [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Back room. The group has just finished playing and Audrey and Emma come into the back room, and plop down in chairs as Audrey grabs some water and throws a bottle to Emma] Audrey: Oh, my god, that was amazing! Emma: Yeah, well, it didn't suck! Audrey: Oh, come on! It worked! They loved us! Admit it. They loved us. Emma: All right. Yeah. They loved us. [Joey and Jen come into the back room] Audrey: Joey, honey, you made it! Joey: Yes. I didn't see the whole thing, but you were great! Jen: You were more than great. You were amazing. Audrey: See? Do you see that? We were amazing. Where's Pacey? [No one answer, and she is upset by this] [Scene: The movie set. Dawson is standing next to the chair that Heather is sitting in waiting as Todd comes walking up with Natasha with him] Todd: Heather, there's someone I'd like you to meet. Natasha, this is Heather Tracy from the studio. Heather: Hi. Oh, my god! It is so great[She gives Natasha a phony Hollywood kiss on the cheek] Mwah! To finally meet you! You have amazing skin. Natasha: Uh...thanks. Heather: Such a total pro. We are so happy to have you on our team. Great job in the scene tonight, by the way. Natasha: Thanks. I decided not to think tonight. Todd: Heather, shall we? Heather: Goody. I can hardly wait. Todd: See you kids later. [Todd and Heather walk off together.] Natasha: She hates me, right? Dawson: I wouldn't say that. Natasha: It's generally not a good sign when the director leaves the set at lunch with someone who's just arrived from L.A. What'd you guys do, go shoe shopping? Start auditioning my replacement? Dawson: Uh...the first one. Natasha: You're not a good liar, Dawson. In fact, you're a spectacularly bad liar. Come on. You can be honest with me. I know I got this job on a fluke. Dawson: You got this job because you're the best person for the part, because you're tremendously talented. Natasha: Yeah, right. Or maybe just tremendously lucky. Dawson: I think everyone feels that way about success Everyone with a soul. Natasha: And you've still got one, right? Dawson: [Sighs] I think so. Natasha: I think that may be why we ended up together, you and me. When we met at that party... Dawson: Mm-hmm. Natasha: I was pretty down on myself. I thought maybe I was an idiot for trying to do this thing and that I should just give up and, I don't know, be a kindergarten teacher like my mom's always telling me. Dawson: Your mom wanted you to be a kindergarten teacher? Natasha: [Laughs] Yeah. Dawson: Ha ha! Natasha: There's a lot she doesn't know about my teen years. Dawson: Heh! Natasha: Anyway... I remember thinking, if one more working actor sits down next to me and starts complaining about his life, I will scream. I will literally get up out of this chair and run screaming to California Pizza Kitchen, quit my job, and move home. And then you came over. Why'd you do that, anyway? Dawson: Honestly? Natasha: Mm-hmm. Dawson: You were the only hot girl in the room who looked like she might have actually read a book at some point in her life. Natasha: And you knew right then that I was right for this part. Dawson: After I talked to you for a little while, yeah. Natasha: So you weren't just chatting me up? Dawson: Oh, I was chatting you up. Natasha: You were? Dawson: Oh, yeah. But I figured telling you about some big audition couldn't exactly hurt. Natasha: Yeah. Then I nailed it. I still can't believe it. God, that was a great day. It felt like my luck was finally changing. Dawson: It has. Natasha: Yes, it has. Well, I should go get changed. Dawson: All right. Natasha: But maybe tonight at the bar, we could, I don't know, play some air hockey or throw some darts. Dawson: I'd like that. Natasha: Me, too. [She goes into her trailer, and Dawson just smiles and walks off] [Scene: Outside Emma's Apartment. Emma and Audrey come walking up to the apartment after their gig at Hell's Kitchen.] Audrey: It kind of rocks that the bar's right across the street. Emma: It simplifies things a bit, actually. Audrey: You know, I really should thank you. Emma: What for? Audrey: For taking a chance on me and all that crap. Emma: Can't really mess up punk-rock all that bad, now, can you? Audrey: I know, but still it was important to you, and you trusted me, and... Emma: Let's not hug or anything. Your pig of a boyfriend's likely to enjoy that. Audrey: He would, actually. [They go inside to find Pacey sitting on the couch passed out, sitting straight up] Emma: Oh, dear. Poor sot. He stayed up all last night, you know, and he was gonna crash. Oh, well. See you tomorrow. Good night. Audrey: Good night. [Emma goes upstairs and Audrey goes up behind Pacey and begins shaking him awake.] Pacey: Uhh! Audrey: Hey. Pacey: Oh, crap. I missed it, didn't I? Audrey: Yeah. Pacey: Audrey, I was coming in to change my clothes, and I meant to just Audrey: You didn't get very far with that, did you? Pacey: Ok. Tell me how I can make this up to you. Please. Whatever you want. I am completely, totally, utterly yours, at your service. Audrey: I know it's kind of late and everything, but do you think you could just drive me home? Pacey: Yeah, sure. Of course. Audrey: I just kind of want to sleep in my own bed tonight. Pacey: Absolutely. Not a problem. Audrey: Ok. I'm gonna go get my stuff. Pacey: [Yawns] Ok. I'll be-- I'll just wait here. [Sighs] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. It is after closing, and Joey is cleaning up, when Eddie comes walking into the bar.] Joey: What are you doing here? Eddie: I knew you were closing, thought you could use a little help. Joey: In what way could you possibly help? Eddie: All right. That was fair. Joey: Not to mention how condescending it is, you know, the assumption that I actually need help. Eddie: Ok, I get it. Are you done yet? Joey: Only for the time being. Eddie: It was an accident, ok? The first time I did it. Joey: How do you accidentally sit in on a class and pretend to be a student? Eddie: Well, I'm on my lunch hour, I'm sitting under some tree, and this grad student comes over with his whole section of "great books" one-oh-whatever- the-hell-it-is, and they start talking about Shakespeare. Joey: And you just happened to be reading it that day? Eddie: No. I was reading Moby Dick. Later, I read Shakespeare. Joey: All of it? Eddie: No sense in doing things halfway, right? Joey: I see, and since it was so easy, you just kept doing it. Eddie: It prevents me from deliberately stepping into the street and methodically knocking people's hats off. Joey: Moby Dick, right? Eddie: Hey, maybe you're not as dumb as Heston thinks you are. Joey: We'll see. Look. Contrary to what you might believe, I only came by your place tonight to apologize. I felt like it was kind of my fault that you got caught today. Eddie: How's that? Joey: Heston wouldn't have singled you out if you weren't trying to be so nice to me. Eddie: Nice? You thought I was trying to be nice to you? Joey: Yeah. It seemed kind of obvious. Eddie: Wrong. Joey: Wrong? Eddie: Yes. That wasn't me being nice. That was me showing off. You know, you disappoint me, Potter. Joey: I do? Eddie: Yes. Joey: How are we supposed to learn anything today, people? Eddie: You didn't do your groundwork, did you? Joey: No, I didn't. Eddie: No, you didn't. [Scene: A coffee Stand on Campus. Jack has just ordered a cup of coffee and Professor Freeman comes walking up from behind him and throws Jack's Paper on the counter. The grade has been changed from a C-minus to a B.] Jack: What's this? Freeman: You left your paper in my office yesterday. Jack: Is this supposed to make everything ok? Freeman: Look, maybe I did let my emotions affect the way that I graded your paper. If I did, that's inexcusable. Jack: I sense an excuse coming on here. Freeman: You have no idea, do you, of how much the world has changed? Jack: Look, if the world's changed, it's because people are willing to stand up and be honest about things, not hide behind things that are easier. Freeman: When I was growing up, when I was--how did you put it-- a scared teenager, you didn't have gay kids coming out to their parents on MTV. Jack: Yeah, and Jack Tripper was the only gay man in America, right? Freeman: You think that's such a small thing, such a minute cultural difference? Maybe you really haven't been paying attention in my class, jack. Jack: Just do me a favor and have one of the T.A.s grade my papers from now on, please. Freeman: No problem. [Freeman leaves and Jen comes walking up to Jack] Jen: Ooh, nice. Little private teacher conference. What was that all about? Jack: I'm just getting that thing with my paper straightened out. Jen: Oh, yeah. Is it? Jack: Straight? Yeah. Perfectly. [They walk off together as the camera pulls away form them]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x05 - The Imposters"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 606 - Living dad Girl In this episode: When Dawson assists Todd in throwing a blow-out Halloween party on the movie set, Todd and Natasha have Dawson believing he is seeing the ghost of a legendary film actress who was strangled to death on the same stage. Meanwhile, Pacey and Audrey arrive at the party together but leave separately; Jen becomes suspicious about C.J.; and Joey gets stuck taking Professor Heston's teenage daughter to a haunted house with Eddie. Original Airdate: October 30, 2002 [Scene: The Movie Set. They are shting a sht that takes place in the bedroom, while Dawson and Todd are watching on from the Director's chair. Natasha, and some guy come into the bedroom, and sit on the bed and begin to kiss and make out.] Guy: hey... you sure about this? Natasha: As sure as about anything in my entire life. Guy: Groovy. [They begin to get making out even more. Natasha's shirt is coming up and his hands are sliding all over her body. When a man dressed up as the kller comes into the room and raises an axe above his head, and a monitor from above comes crashing down onto the floor next to him] Andrew: Cut! Todd: Excuse me, Andrew. Must be my trick ear. Did you just yell cut? Yelling cut is one of the few bright spots in an otherwise bleak existence. And I will not allow some hack stuntman to deny me the pleasure. You do not break character until I yell cut. Do you understand me? Good. [Andrew nods and walks off] That was fun. Sometimes I forget how much I like yelling at people. Dawson: You're a sick man, Todd Carr. Todd: Great. Now I'm not gonna make my day. This is what I get for shting on a bloody haunted soundstage the day before bloody Halloween. Dawson: What do you mean haunted? Todd: You don't know? Dawson: What? Todd: About the bird who died here-- Melanie Ray? You've heard of Melanie Ray? Dawson: No. Todd: And you call yourself a film geek. Shame on you, leery. [Natasha comes over to them and stands behind Todd and begins giving Todd a massage. You can see the twinge of jealousy in Dawson's eyes.] Todd: You've heard of Melanie Ray, right, darling? Natasha: Of course. Todd: Melanie ray was the Jamie Lee Curtis of her day. The original scream queen. She was shting this b-movie here in Boston. What was it called again? Natasha: Uh, kiss the girls and make them die. Todd: That's right. They sht it right here back in the fifties. And young Melanie was having an affair with her director. [Sighs] Where was I? Dawson: Ahem. Uh, affair with the director. Todd: Oh, right. Yeah. Anyway, it was all complicated by the fact that Melanie was married to her costar nick march. And when nick found out about the affair, he went frigging ballistic. They were doing this scene where the 2 characters had to get into a fight. He strangled her... to death. Dawson: That sucks. Todd: That's why they say her spirit still haunts the soundstage to this day. If you believe in that sort of thing. Man: They're ready for you, Natasha. [Natasha goes off and leaves them alone] Todd: What? Dawson: Nothing. Todd: What? Dawson: Is there something going on between the two of you? Todd: Leery, my boy, I learned a long time ago not to screw around with my leading ladies. That's what extras are for. But if I was gonna unlearn that particular lesson, the lovely Natasha would be the one to do it with. Right, while I still have my hair, people, energy up. Camera. Man2: Marker. Todd: And...action. [They begins shting the scene over again, and Todd watches how jealous Dawson gets watching the guy making out with Natasha] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The editing room. Dawson, Todd, and the editor are going through the dailies from their early sht.] Man: [Tape] Hey... you sure about this? Natasha: [Tape] As sure as I've ever been about anything in my whole entire life. [Todd turns to Dawson who is watching the sht] Todd: Boy, eh, how's my party coming? Dawson: I'm pleased to announce the art department's turned stage 7 into a playground for the morally impaired. Todd: Oh, excellent. I love Halloween. My favorite holiday. Always has been. Dawson: Yeah. Mine, too. Actually I'm kinda famous for playing these elaborate pranks on my friends back home. Todd: Good for you, Gilligan. How's my costume coming? Dawson: Picking it up from wardrobe right after this. Todd: Am I gonna look like a stud? Dawson: Is there any doubt? Todd: But will it get me laid, Dawson? That is the question. Dawson: Tell you what. If you can't close the deal, I'll have a few extras lined up for you. Todd: See, that's what I like about you, leery. Always thinking ahead. Todd: [Tape] Camera. Action. Todd: Gentlemen, Natasha looks so hot in these dailies, I think I'm gonna have to ask you all to leave the room so I can be alone with myself. Do you know what I mean? [Notice Dawson not laughing] What's your problem? Dawson: Nothing. Todd: You're a bit territorial about the lovely Natasha, aren't you, Leery? Dawson: No. Todd: Good. Because you shouldn't be. You dumped her, remember? For the prissy one. Dawson: It's not that simple, Todd. Todd: Sure it was. Your puny little mind couldn't process the fact that you were shagging one of the hottest young starlets Hollywood has to offer, so you jacked it all in for another go at your prom date. Dawson: She wasn't my prom date. [Todd chuckles] Dawson: It was--it was junior prom. That doesn't count. Doesn't count. [An image that doesn't belong in the daily flashes across the screen] Editor: Hey, Todd, you should take a look at this. [He backs the tape up and goes frame by frame to the image, and they see an image of a woman in a trench coat and dark glasses, next to a sign that reads Melanie Ray Costume #3] Dawson: What is that? Todd: Is this a joke? Editor: This is what we got back from the lab. Todd: I don't believe this. Someone's screwing with me. Is this one of those practical jokes you claim to be famous for? Dawson: What are you talking about? Todd: Remember that little story I told you about yesterday? About the actress who died on stage 7? Dawson: Yeah. Todd: That's her. Dawson: What is she doing in our dailies? Todd: I have no idea. [Scene: Audrey and Joey's Dorm Room. Audrey is standing in front of the mirror finishing her Nancy costume. While Pacey is finishing getting dressed in the Bathroom. ] Audrey: Sid! Ooh, baby! You look awesome! But... Pacey: But what? Audrey: Well, don't sht the messenger here, but if we're going for authenticity, leather pants would really do the trick. Pacey: Frankly, it's a miracle that I'm even going along with this whole Sid and Nancy thing. Audrey: Hey, you promised not to be cranky tonight. Pacey: Sorry. I'm just not really a costume party kind of guy. Audrey: Seem to love putting on that little monkey suit of yours every morning. Pacey: Easy. Audrey: All right. Sorry. Low blow. I have no desire to get into yet another tiff about our ever-widening ideological differences. I'll be ready in a second. Pacey: Ok. [She goes into the bathroom, and Pacey begins to walk around the room. He notices a paper on Audrey's dresser with a Grade of F on it. He quickly puts it down when Audrey comes out of the bathroom.] Audrey: You ready? What's wrong? Pacey: Nothing. Let's go. Audrey: Ok. Pacey: Yeah. [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Jen and Jack are in the living room, while Emma is off getting ready. Jen is pacing around the room, and Jack is sitting on the sofa. Jen is dressed like a dark angel, and Jack is dressed up as a vampire.] Jack: I'm telling you, just call the guy. Jen: I'm telling you, it's too late. The miniscule window of opportunity that once was has officially closed. Jack: Yeah, but you like the guy. I can tell. Emma: Which guy is this? Jack: C.J. Strapping young lad. Emma: I see. Jen: I think that maybe the thing to do here, jack, is to just crush from afar. That way there are no broken hearts, there are no dashed dreams, there are no morning-after pills to contend with. Emma: The girl's got a point. Jack: No, she doesn't. She's just afraid this guy is too good for her. Dial. [He throws the phone to her] And she's wrong about that. Jen: Uh, no. He's probably working right now, doing good for others and whatnot, which is annoying, but undeniably charming. Jack: Dial. Jen: What? I don't know his number. Call the help line. Jen: No. Doesn't that seem wrong? Jack: Just do it. Arrr! [Fake bites the air] [Jen dials the phone and calls the Help Line and C.J. answers the phone.] C.J.: Help line. Happy Halloween. Jen: Um, hi. Is C.J. There? C.J.: Speaking. Jen: Oh. Hi. Uh, this is Jen. Lindley. Do you-- do you remember me? C.J.: Hello, Jen Lindley. What can I do for you? Jen: Well, I was just wondering what you were doing tonight. Um, but you're working, aren't you? C.J.: Uh, yeah, for just, like, another hour. I'm filling in for somebody who's running late. Jen: Oh, well--I mean, do you have plans after that or C.J.: well, if... going back to my room and watching Halloween h20 on cable qualifies as plans, then yeah. I'm all booked up. Jen: Oh...well, do you have any interest in coming to a party? C.J.: With you? Alone? Jen: Well, no. I mean, I'll be there, but my friends are coming, too. [Jack starts to try to get he to answer alone] C.J.: Hmm, I don't know about that. Wait a second, did you just call the help line to invite me to a party? Jen: Yeah. Is that wrong? C.J.: What's the address? [Jack and Jen give each other high fives silently.] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Eddie is working behind the bar, when Joey comes walking up and takes a seat at it in front of Eddie] Joey: Good news. Eddie: What? Joey: You can come back to class. Eddie: What are you talking about? Joey: I talked Heston into letting you come back. Eddie: You talked to Heston about me? Joey: Yeah. Eddie: Uh-huh. Joey: Which was clearly a mistake. My bad. Eddie: Whoever said I wanted to come back to class? Joey: You seemed to go through a lot of trouble to attend so I just--I thought it might've meant something to you, but again, sorry. [Joey turns to walks away from the bar, and runs into a girl who is walking rather quickly through the bar. The girl is maybe 12 years old] Harley: Uhh! Could you maybe watch where you're going? Joey: How old are you? Harley: That'd be none of your business. Just tell me where can I find some girl with the unfortunate name of Joey. [Professor Heston comes walking up to them.] Heston: Oh, I see you two have already met. Joey: This is your daughter? Heston: Meet my daughter Harley. Harley, this is Joey potter. Harley: Ugg, hi. [Harley goes walking off to the Jukebox] Heston: What? Joey: I thought she was 5. Heston: Whatever gave you that idea? Joey: The picture on your desk. Heston: Well, she was 5 when that picture was taken. Joey: That's false advertising. [Harley returns to join them] Heston: Aw, jeez, would you look at the time? I'll pick the little angel up at 11:00. Have fun. And--well, thanks again, Joey. Bye, sweetie. Harley: Dad! I'm gonna give you one more chance here not to bail on me. [Sighs] Sweetie, I'm not bailing on you. Harley: No. You're foregoing tradition, our tradition. To go out with some skank. Heston: A--she's not a bad kind of skank, and b--we'll go to the movies tomorrow night. Harley: It's not the same! We go to the movies on Halloween. We go see some scary old movie at the crest. It's what we do. Heston: Harley, you gotta give me a break here. I'll make it up to you, I promise, ok? [Professor Heston leaves them alone, and Joey looks at Harley knowing what she is going through.] Harley: What are you looking at? [Harley storms off back to the juke box] [Scene: The movie Set. Dawson is walking through the stage that has been set up for the party, and Dawson is dressed up like a Man In Black. He walks across the stage when he hears something.] Voice: Dawson. [He sees the blur of someone in a long black trench coast walk around a corner. He quickly goes after it but finds that there is no one there. He looks around, then walks off dismissing that he saw anything at all.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The film set. IT is later at night, and the party has kicked off full swing. The band is playing, and there are tons of people dancing and partying in the stage set up for a Halloween bash. Todd is dressed up like a priest and is standing with two twins and he is heavily hitting on them when Dawson comes over to him.] Dawson: Todd! Can I talk to you for a second? Todd: I'm busy. Dawson: Todd, I'm serious. I really need to talk to you. Todd: Would you 2 beautiful ladies excuse me, please? Just for a minute. [The two ladies walks off.] Todd: All right, you better be dying. Dawson: I saw her. Todd: Who? Dawson: Her. Melanie Ray. Todd: You're screwing with me. Dawson: I'm not. I saw her. Todd: Where? Dawson: In here, on stage. Todd: Well, you like. You probably saw someone dressed up like her. It's a frigging costume party, leery. Dawson: This was hours ago, before anybody even got there. Todd: Come on, mate. Your mind's playing tricks on you. Take the night off. Have a little fun. Knock back some bye-bye-pain juice. Saddle up with a couple of birds. [Natasha comes walking towards them dressed up like a naughty school girl] God save the queen. [Natasha joins them and stands next to Todd and takes his arm in hers.] Natasha: Hello, boys. Dawson: Hi. Todd: You wanna dance, darling? Natasha: Love to. Yeah. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Eddie is cleaning up a table as a smitten Harley is hanging around him.] Harley: Do you have a girlfriend, Eddie? Eddie: I most certainly do not. Harley: Oh, well, how come? Eddie: Well, I've found that girlfriends are generally more trouble than they're worth. Harley: Well, that seems like a total waste, if you ask me. Eddie: How old are you? Harley: I've found that age is but a number, Eddie. [Joey comes over to join them] Joey: All right, you two, break it up. You ready to have some fun, Harley? Harley: And where is this fun you speak of? Joey: Well, I was going to take you trick or treating, but that was when I thought you were 5. So I was thinking we could go to the movies or something. I heard you say something to your dad about wanting to see Harley: That sounds lame. I want to stay here. Joey: Well, I'm supposed to be taking care of you, and I don't think your dad would want you hanging out in some college bar all night. Harley: Trust me. He wouldn't care. Joey: Ok, look, you're talking to somebody who could host a daytime talk show on deadbeat dads, so let's not go there. Come on, let's have some fun. Harley: No , you're not gonna make me go anywhere I don't wanna go. I'm gonna stay right here until my father gets back. Eddie: Hey, you know, I read about this haunted house in the paper today. It's supposed to be pretty scary. Harley: I love haunted houses. Eddie: Yeah, maybe you guys could do something like that. Harley: Well, I'll go if you go. Joey: Eddie's working. Eddie: Off in 5, actually. Joey: Well, I'm sure he has plans. Eddie: Not particularly, no. Joey: Well, then, by all means, please join us. Harley: Cool. Eddie: Cool. [Harley goes walking of] Joey: You didn't have to do that. I was handling it. Eddie: Yeah. You were doing just swell. It sucks when people butt into your business, don't it? [Scene: The Film Set Party. Jack and Jen are standing together waiting for C.J to arrive. Jack is looking off into the distance when Jen is looking behind him.] Jack: Jen, did you tell C.J. It was a costume party? Jen: Yeah. Yeah, I think so. God, I hope so. Why? Jack: Ahem. Check it out. [CJ and a friends come walking up neither of them in costume.] C.J.: You could have told me it was a costume party. Jen: Oh, my god. I'm so sorry. David: I feel like such a dork. Jen: And you are? C.J.: Sorry. This is David. Jen: Hi, I'm Jen. David: Hi. Jen: This is jack. Jack: Hey, David. David: Hey. C.J.: So, we're gonna go grab some refreshments. You guys need anything? Jack: Cool. Jen: Fine. [CJ and David walk off.] Jen: Oh, my god! I am like flypaper for the hm* community. Jack: Yeah. What? Jen: He's obviously gay. I should've known. Jack: Who--C.J.? Jen: It figures. I invite a boy to a party, and he brings his boyfriend. Jack: What makes you so sure they're a couple? Jen: Whatever. Even if he's straight, I can't take this C.J. Anymore. He's way too standoffish. When I make my intentions clear, I want them to be acknowledged and reciprocated. In that order. Jack: I hear ya. I hear ya. All right. We're gonna delve a little deeper into this, ok? I'm gonna take C.J., And you're gonna take the "alleged" hm, and we're gonna meet back here in a little bit. Jen: Deal. Jack: Break! Jen: Break. [Scene: The Haunted House. Joey, Eddie and Harley are walking through a pretty lame haunted house. They walk through a room, when a man dressed up as a mummy comes and puts his hand on Joey's Shoulder] Joey: Aah! Harley: Oh, my god. You're so retrd. Joey: Who asked you, you little twerp? [Harley goes walking off away from Eddie and Joey] Eddie: Hey, go easy on the poor kid. Ok? She's got problems. Joey: And what do you know about that? Eddie: Come on, it's obvious the girl has some issues with her father. Joey: Don't we all? Hey, uh, look, I'm sorry about butting into your life and all that. I saw an opportunity to help, and I went for it. It's just that you're really smart. You're a lot smarter than anybody else in that class. And it just makes me sad to see all of that potential just going to waste. Eddie: What potential? What--what waste? Look, I like to read books. Big deal. What, my life would be so much better if I went to college? And, uh... Joey: what? Eddie: I don't need your pity. And I don't need to be some rich kid's charity case. Joey: You think I'm a rich kid? Wow. Eddie: What? Joey: It's just funny... how little you actually know about me. Eddie: You know what's even funnier? All of this could've been so easily avoided. I mean, I wasn't even gonna come back to Heston's class. I mean, he's too cynical, he's too impressed with himself. Joey: So, why did you come back? Eddie: You. You, uh, you got under my skin. I found myself having these series of annoying conversations with you in my head, which must be a sign of something, so I kept coming back for more, which ultimately proved to be my undoing. [Someone walks up behind Joey in costume and puts their hand on her shoulder, and she jumps into Eddie's arms and he hugs her to his chest to protect her.] Joey: Aah! Eddie: Man, you're such a scaredy cat. Joey: That's what they tell me. Could you let me go now? Eddie: You know what? I don't think so. [He bends down and kisses her, and they kiss for a moment, before Joey stops.] Joey: Oh, crap. Eddie: What? Joey: Harley. [Scene: The film set party. Pacey and Audrey come walking into the party. And Audrey is looking to have fun, and Pacey seems a little out of place.] Audrey: Wow! I've died and gone to hell! Hail, Satan! Pacey: All of a sudden, I feel very old. Audrey: Oh, Pacey, come dance with me. Dance? Pacey: Where? Audrey: Over there. Pacey: That's not dancing. That's cavorting. Audrey: Oh, when did you become such a dull normal? Pacey: About the same time you started failing tests. Audrey: What's that supposed to mean? Pacey: What? Come on, what's with the "f," Audrey? Audrey: It's a letter grade, Pacey. It's typically given when a student fails to meet the requirements of an assignment. Pacey: Thanks, wise ass. I'm just asking if everything's ok. Audrey: I got it totally under control, baby. Pacey: Yeah, 'cause you know in my experience, there's never just one "F." Those things tend to come in bunches. Audrey: You know what? I have a really good idea. Let's not talk about this. Pacey: Ok, fine. I'm just letting you know I'm worried. That's all. Audrey: You know what? It really doesn't seem like you are. It seems like you're too busy running around like Glengarry Glen loser to be worried about much of anything these days. Pacey: That's nice of you. Take a swing at me. Because I gotta work for a living. That's great. Audrey: I don't mind that you have to work for a living, Pacey. I'm just saying don't lose yourself in it. That's all. Pacey: Why are we bickering about this? I just wanna know what's going on with you. Audrey: Ok. You wanna know what's going on with me? Here goes. I haven't really been going to class much this semester, Pacey. Why is that? You might ask. Because I've been kinda depressed. Yeah, you see, I have this boyfriend, and I thought everything was going great, but apparently it's not. Apparently, he cares about his job more than he cares about me, and I know he would probably say that wasn't true and that I'm just being some hysterical drama queen, but I suppose if it wasn't true, he'd pretty much know everything that was going on in my life, wouldn't he, Pacey? [Emma comes walking up to them] Emma: Hey, guys. Love the costumes. [Scene: The film set party. Dawson is talking with a lady at the party. She is majorly hitting on him and he is oblivious to the fact.] Dawson: No, I'm not the director. I'm the director's assistant. Lady: Really? That's awesome! Dawson: Yeah. [Dawson looks up to the catwalk along the top of the sets, and he sees the woman dressed in the black trench coat and stares at her as she stares down at him. He can not see much of her face cause it is hidden behind a large pair of dark glasses] Lady: Are you ok? Dawson: Can you excuse me for a sec? [He runs over to the stairs that lead up to the catwalks. And quickly runs up them trying to catch up with the woman he saw. He is always several steps behind her. Every time he gets to the point he last saw her she is else where. Eventually he loses her all together, and he looks down onto the party and sees Natasha and Todd talking. Natasha takes Todd's hand and leads him off to the bedroom set. They sit down on the bed together and start kissing, and Dawson sees this and we can see the jealous eyes light up again. We cut to the toe door of the bedroom set. Dawson comes quickly up to it, and grabs the door handle, but stops, then he thinks second about it and opens the door. He goes into the room to see Todd and Natasha sitting on the bed talking while there are about half a dozen other people partying in the room with them.] Todd: Right. [Laughs] Natasha: I was thinking about near the end. Well, so... [They turn to see Dawson] What's wrong, Dawson? Dawson: Nothing. Uh, I was just, uh, looking for somebody. [HE goes to walk out of the room, stops for a second to wonder if what he saw actually happened, then he leaves the room. As he walks away his cell phone rings.] [Cell phone rings] Dawson: Hello. [Scene: The editing room. Dawson comes into the room and the editor is queuing up another sht, and stops it at a point] Editor: I was getting ready to leave for the party when a new batch of dailies came in. I go to digitize them, and this is what showed up. [He starts the sht back up and we see the ghost woman on screen. This time it is the scene that Todd was talking about earlier, where wee see the woman actually get strangled to death. And we see the people working that set run out and grab the actor and pull him away from her and then that is all.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The film set. Dawson is on the outskirts of the party when he sees Natasha walking towards him.] Natasha: Hey. Dawson: Hey. You--you look amazing. I'm sure you've probably heard that, like, 1,000 times. Natasha: Yeah, I've gotten a couple marriage proposals and one guy said he'd sign over his car if I slept with him, but... thanks, it never gets old. Dawson: Can I ask you something? Natasha: If you must. Dawson: This Melanie Ray-- why did she start having an affair with the director? Natasha: Who knows? Maybe she fell in love with him or maybe she just wanted someone to pay attention to her. Dawson: But she had someone to pay attention to her. She was married. Natasha: Yeah, well, not all relationships are perfect, Dawson. They don't all last forever. Maybe he had a sht. Maybe he blew it. Dawson: Maybe she just didn't give him enough of a chance. Natasha: If you're asking if there's something going on between me and Todd, the answer is "none of your business." Dawson: That's not what I'm asking. Natasha: Oh, please. You are not so good with the subtext, baby. And you have no right to be jealous. Dawson: Jealous? I'M... who said I was jealous? Natasha: Uh-huh. You just keep telling yourself that, sweetie. [Scene: Outside the Haunted House. Joey is walking down the street looking for Harley when Eddie comes running up to her.] Eddie: Hey, wait up. Wait up. Joey: Look, I don't think you fully comprehend the dire here, ok? I lost an entire human being. A totally annoying human being, yes, but I was responsible for her. You know, everything was going just fine until you had to go and kiss me. Eddie: Oh, so now it's my fault. Joey: Yes, it is your fault. I'll accept your apology and we can move on. Eddie: Hey, if you want to get technical about it, you kissed me first, which would make it your fault. Joey: Shut up and make yourself useful. Now, if you were a bratty teenage girl, where would you disappear off to? Eddie: Oh, listen, if I was a teenage girl, bratty or otherwise, I would never leave the house. I'd be too busy checking myself out. Joey: Classy. And I'll thank you for that image. Eddie: And you know, if you really want to get technical, it's Heston's fault. He's the one who bailed on her. He was the one who was supposed to take her to the movies. Joey: Eddie Dolan, you are a genius! [She hugs him] Come on! [Scene: The film set party. Audrey walks through an empty Grave yard set, and notices a coffin that is stood up and has a padded back. She plops back into the leaning coffin and relaxes in it. She notices Pacey walking onto the set, and quietly closes the coffin lid and Pacey does not even notice. He simple walks up next to it and takes a seat on a tombstone near it. Emma comes walking by the set and sees Pacey sitting all alone there.] Emma: Hello. Pacey: Hi. Emma: Is everything ok? Pacey: Oh, yeah, yeah. If your definition of "ok" is having the strong desire to draw a warm bath and slit your wrists, then I am peachy. Emma: Ahh. You and the old lady having some troubles? Pacey: You might say that. Emma: Uh-oh. Do you need to have a bit of a chat? Pacey: That's not really our thing, now is it? Emma: No, but we are flatmates, and I suppose that entitles you to something. Pacey: Ok. I used to think that Audrey and I were the perfect fit. And we were, 'cause for the first time in any of my relationships, we were on equal footing. There was no mind games, no high drama, no angst. It was just fun. Emma: Sounds good... in theory. It's a bit difficult to sustain that sort of thing. Pacey: That's what I'm finding out. Emma: Yeah. Pacey: And it's making me second-guess myself. 'Cause I'm not really sure if the reason I'm checking out is because I just can't handle the rough spots or if it's... because I just don't love her anymore. Hmm. Or really, for that matter, if I ever truly loved her. Emma: [Inhales] Yeah. I'm afraid only you can answer that one. Pacey: And to be perfectly honest, I don't really want to find out tonight. So what do you say you and I go and rejoin the party, huh? Emma: Ok. Pacey: Thanks for listening, though. Emma: It's ok. But, you know, just 'cause we had one proper conversation, don't think you can cry on my shoulder any time you like. [They walk off, and after a few seconds Audrey opens the coffin lid and has a depressed look on her face after hearing it all] [Scene: the film set party. Elsewhere at the party. Jen and David are sitting in some made up chairs talking together and drinking some punch] Jen: So... David: Yes? Jen: How long have you been together? David: Uh, what do you mean "together"? Jen: Or, I mean, how--like, how long have you known each other? David: Oh. Uh, about a year. We met at the stand. Jen: Ohhh. So you're one of those. David: Yup. Just another screwed-up gay kid trying to remake the world in his image. You should come by sometime. Jen: No. No thanks. C.J. Already gave me the hard sell. David: So you're the Jen he's always talking about. Jen: He talks about me? David: All the time. He wants you so bad. Jen: Really? David: Yeah. He thinks you'd make a great counselor. Jen: Oh! For a second-- for a second I thought that-- that you meant that he "wanted" me. But of course not. He's--he's gay. Why would he want me that way? David: Who--C.J.? Jen: Yeah. David: C.J.'S not gay. Jen: He's not? David: No. Not at all. [Scene: the party. In another area, Jack and CJ are talking together, while drinking their punch.] Jack: Sorry. C.J.: I'm not offended, I'm just not gay. David's gay. Me, not so much. Jack: Well, I know somebody who will be very glad to hear that. C.J.: Who? A little dense. Jack: Uh, Jen. Cute little blonde traveling companion, called the help line to invite you to this shindig. C.J.: Oh, that's nice to hear. Jack: And you're not very interested, are you? C.J.: Truth is, I'm not. I mean, I think she's really cool and everything, I think she'd be a real benefit to the stand, it's just...that's not what I'm looking for right now. Jack: But if you were looking for that right now...? C.J.: She's not my type. [Scene: The movie theater. Eddie is directing a guy in a costume, how to get to the Haunted House, when Joey comes walking out of the Theater with Harley.] Eddie: Haunted house is down one block, make a right and just keep following your nose. Know what I'm saying? It's great. Harley: Child abuse. Child abuse. Not so rough! Hi, Eddie. Eddie: You gave us quite a scare tonight, young lady. Joey: Oh, don't be cute with her. She doesn't deserve cute. Harley: Don't worry, Joey. The night's almost over. You'll be rid of me soon enough. Then you can go back to your miserable little existence. Joey: Would you mind giving us a second? Eddie: Yeah. [Eddie walks away from them] Joey: Um...[Clears throat] Listen, I know that you're pissed at your dad for flaking on you, but it doesn't mean he's a bad dad and it doesn't mean that he doesn't love you. Harley: No, it just means he's a dick. Joey: Harley Harley: Do you even like him? Sometimes I don't see how anyone could ever like him. He's very abrasive. Joey: True, but he's also very... Harley: Every time I'm supposed to come see him I trick myself into thinking that it's gonna be different this time. But it never is. It's always just different shades of the same. [Joey understands as Harley walks off to join Eddie] [Scene: The film set party. Dawson is walking around the party, when out of the corner of his eye, he sees the ghost woman again. He tries to catch up with her, but he is cut off by a group of partiers cutting across his path. He tries to follow her, and notices her go into the Bedroom set. He slowly walks up to the door and opens it up to see Todd and Natasha lying together fully clothed on the bed.] Todd: Leery! Uh...this isn't what it looks like? Dawson: Really. You guys aren't screwing behind my back? Todd: No, we are. But look at her, do you know what I mean? She's very persuasive. Dawson: Shut up. Todd: You can't tell me to shut up. Dawson: What are you gonna do, fre me? You tried that before. It doesn't take. Listen, Natasha, I'm-- I'm really sorry that I hurt you. I mean, that was the last thing that I wanted to have happen, believe me. I got involved in the middle of an incredibly complicated situation, and I made a choice without thinking and it was the wrong choice, which is what I don't think I've really been able to... communicate to you, which is I--I like you. I keep on saying that I'm not jealous, but I--I am. I'm very jealous. This is-- the thought of some other guy touching you, especially him-- I mean, he's... Todd. Todd: Leery, I'm not adverse to giving this whole fring thing another go, you know. Dawson: Too late. I quit. I... good luck with the rest of the movie. I'm outta here. [He storms off, leaving them all alone.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The film set party. Dawson is getting ready leave the party, when he stops and turns around. While looking around he looks up and sees the ghost lady on the catwalk again. He quickly runs up after her as she walks away from him. He makes it up to the cat walk, but this time the ghost lady walks towards him. As she walks towards him she pulls off her wig and glasses and we see that it is Natasha. Then from behind her comes Todd filming Dawson with a hand camera. ] Todd: [Laughs] Leery, this is bloody gold, mate! Dawson: What the Natasha: Happy Halloween, Dawson. We've had the immense pleasure of screwing with your mind this evening. Dawson: [Exhales] Wait. So you two aren't even Natasha: No way. Too old, too many extras. Todd: Yeah, I'm not too into my assistant's sloppy seconds, either. Natasha: Watch it. Dawson: What about the footage? Todd: The magic of movie-making, mate. Dawson: Wasn't that a lot to go through just to get a laugh at my expense? Todd: No. Worth every second. Right. I'm gonna go get Danny boy to edit this together. Natasha: Ooh, I wanna see. Todd: Come on, then. Um... you weren't serious about the whole quitting thing, right? 'Cause I sort of need some help with my sht lists tonight. You up for it? You're a scholar. [Dawson just laughs to himself as they go off.] [Scene: The film set party. Jen and CJ are standing outside talking to each other, after a moment to finally get alone.] Jen: We didn't really get much of a chance to talk tonight. C.J.: Well, you could always call the help line again. Jen: You know, I was actually thinking about reconsidering the stand. I feel like maybe I was just too judgmental the first time around. C.J.: Well, we'd love to have you. Just, you know, make sure you're doing it for the right reasons. Jen: Are there any other reasons? C.J.: I don't know. Jen: You know, you could save me a lot of trouble by just going out with me. [Cut to Jack and David standing a ways away from them, just watching them] Jack: This is making me sad. David: Why? Jack: Well, he's not into her, and I'm the one who told her to call him. David: Trust me, she's better off. Jack: What do you mean? David: Uh...it's a long story. Jack: Want to tell me about it sometime over coffee? David: Coffee? Jack: Hot caffeinated beverage. It's all the rage these days. Seems to be an excuse for people to get together and find out if they like one another. David: Yeah, I think I'd be up for something like that. Jack: Cool. [Jen and CJ come walking up to Jack and David] C.J.: You ready? David: Yeah. Well, it was nice meeting you. Jen: Likewise. C.J: Jack. Jack: C.J. David: And I guess I'll talk to you soon. Jack: Dave, definitely. David: Ok. Jack: Bye. Jen: Bye. [CJ and David leave] Jack: How'd that go? Jen: Well, he's playing a little hard to get, which is somewhat disconcerting, but no worries. He'll be mine. Jack: [Sighs] Come on. Let's get out of here. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey and Harley are playing a game of pool, when Professor Heston finally comes in] Heston: Hi, sweetheart. Harley: Hey, dad. How was the date? Heston: Went great. Right up to the moment when she said I had a toxic personality. Is that bad? How'd everything go here? Harley: Great. She was a perfect angel. Heston: Cool. You ready? Harley: Gimme a second, dad. [Profess Heston walks away from them] Harley: Sorry I was such an uber-bitch. Joey: We all have our moments. You know what? Don't stop hoping that things will be different with him. You're way too young to be so bitter. Harley: Can I give you some advice? Joey: Sure. Harley: Eddie totally likes you. I hope a guy like him looks at me that way someday. Don't mess it up. Joey: Ok. [Harley and Heston leave. Eddie comes walking up to Joey a few seconds later] Eddie: [Clears throat] One root beer float. Where is she? Joey: Gone. Heston just picked her up. Eddie: Wanna split this? Shame to see it go to waste, like my potential. Joey: Shut up. [They take a seat at one of the counters, and begin sharing the float, with 2 long spoons] Joey: Can I ask you a question? Eddie: If you must. Joey: What's going on with us? Eddie: What do you mean? Joey: I mean...I kiss you, you kiss me. In some states that could be construed as dating. Eddie: We're not dating. Joey: Oh, god, no. Eddie: And I'm not going back to Heston's class. Joey: That's fine. Eddie: Is it? Joey: Absolutely. You are who you are, Eddie. I have no desire to change that. Eddie: You know what, Joey? I don't know what's going on with us... but I kind of like it that way. Joey: Me, too. [Scene: Outside the File Set. Pacey comes out, happy to finally find Audrey who is sitting on the hood of his car.] Pacey: Hey. There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you. Is everything ok? Audrey: I think we should break up, Pacey. Pacey: [Chuckles] What? [He sees she is serious] Let's just go home and sleep on it. We can talk about it in the morning. Audrey: No. This is what I want. Pacey: This is not the way I wanted for this to happen. Audrey: Shut up, Pacey! Just shut up, ok? You are getting off easy here and you know it. I'm not gonna let you put up some false protest so that you can feel better about yourself. I am ending it now. [There is a long pause where neither of them say anything] That's how I know that it's over. You didn't say a word, Pacey, not a word. 'Cause you don't have the energy to fight it and... I deserve better than that. Pacey: You're right. You do. You deserve way better than that. Audrey: Go ahead, Pacey. Why don't you follow the script? You know, say all of the things that you're supposed to say to me. You got anything else? How many empty words is it gonna take for you to be able to sleep easy tonight? Pacey: What do you want from me, Audrey? You know that's not how it is, but the negativity gets to me, too, ok? So I agree with you. Audrey: Don't you dare try to make yourself feel noble, Pacey. You are not some knight in shining armor. You're just a guy who's grown tired of screwing the same girl and you feel guilty about it. You think that sucks? Why don't you-- why don't you try being the one who has to wonder why all the people that she loves don't love her back. Pacey: Oh, Audrey, come on. [She slaps him] Pacey: Ohh. Audrey: [Sobbing] [Scene: The film set. The party is now over, and Dawson is sitting in the bedroom set thinking about this entire day. He gets up and goes to leave the room, and finds Natasha on the other side of the door when he opens it.] Natasha: Still mad at me? Dawson: I was never mad at you. I was Natasha: Insanely jealous? Dawson: [Sighs] I don't think I realized how much I actually wanted to be with you until I thought you were sleeping with Todd. Natasha: Say it again. Dawson: What, that I was jealous? Natasha: No. That you like me. Dawson: I like you, Natasha. I really like you. Natasha: Good, because... I like you, too. I lot of people walk in and out of my life, Dawson, and... you might not believe what I'm about to say, because I'm an actor and I lie for a living, but... you're one of the only people I ever really wanted to stick around. Dawson: I don't know what to believe... but I love my life. I... wake up most mornings pinching myself that I get to take even a small part in all of this. But... I can't help but feel like it's all an illusion. You know? I mean, it's like it's all just one moment away from disappearing forever. Natasha: That's because it is. For all I know, this could be my last job. So I'm going to enjoy the experience while it lasts, hug everybody now, because they might not be here tomorrow, and take the experience with me. And if meeting you is all I get out of this one, well, it might just be enough for me. Dawson: God, I missed you. Natasha: I always wanted you back, you know. You just had to pay for your sins. Dawson: Are we even now? Natasha: Just about. [She pushes him down on the bed and begins kissing him] Dawson: Wait, are you... sure about this? Natasha: As sure as I've ever been about anything in my entire life. Dawson: Groovy. [They begin making out, when a man dressed in the Kllers outfit comes in and raises an axe above his head and swings it down at them, and cut to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x06 - Living d*ad Girl"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 607 - Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell In this episode: Audrey gets drunk before her band performs and worries her friends, especially CJ who suspects a deeper problem. Meanwhile, Eddie and Joey agree to go on a real date; Pacey hits it off with a beautiful woman while on a business trip to New Orleans, and is shocked to discover that she's a call girl; and when Professor Freeman announces that he's leaving he and Jack have a heart-to-heart talk about their future. Original Airdate: November 6, 2002 [Scene: Hells Kitchen. Eddie is sitting at the bar reading a book, when Joey comes walking up carrying her bag and grabbing her coat. She begins tallying up her receipts for the day.. It is in the middle of the day and the bar is not very busy.] Eddie: Hey. You outta here? Joey: Yeah. I got some stuff to do on campus. Eddie: 3:00? Yeah, I know when Heston's class is, Joe. Joey: I know. I just didn't want you to feel weird or something. You know, it's no fun without you. No one to contest my opinions with snarky feedback. I'm starting to feel smart or something. Eddie: Yeah, well, finals should nip that pesky ego in the butt. Joey: I can't believe this semester is almost over. Eddie: I know. Joey: Are you going home for the holidays? Eddie: What could be homier than this clean, well-lighted place? Joey: Seriously. Where are you from? Eddie: Does it make a difference? Where are you from? Joey: Capeside. Eddie: [Chuckles] Joey: What? Eddie: Nothing. It's just... Capeside. I guess that's about right. Joey: About right for what? Eddie: Hey, relax. Nothing to be ashamed of. Joey: Have you ever even been to Capeside? Eddie: They don't let my kind go that far east. Joey: Well, thank goodness we have neutral ground to spar on. Eddie: Yeah. Yeah. We're a regular Sam and Dianeme with my rugged charms, you with your fancy book learning. Joey: You know, you've got it all wrong about me, Eddie Doling. I'm a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. You don't wanna mess with the likes of me. Eddie: I don't know. I kinda like it when you get all "foxfire" on me. Nothin' like a fancy girl slummin' it. Joey: You know what? You're very lucky I have class right now, because tonight, we rumble. Eddie: I will be here. I'm workin' a double today, and don't you have anything better to do on your night off than loll around your place of work? Joey: You know, it just so happens that Hell's Belles is going to thoroughly rock the house down. Eddie: Mmm. Joey: Kinda like the onion rings. Eddie: I'll see you later, joey. [She leaves for class] [Open Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Professor Freeman's Class. Jen and Jack are just arriving to class and are making their way to get their normal seats.] Jen: So what is going on with you and this David fellow? Jack: Keep to your own furtive gropings, thank you very much. Jen: Oh, Jack. Jack: No, it wasn't like that. I mean, there was-- there was coffee, there was talking, and I don't wanna jinx it. Jen: Aw, why so shy? Come on, somebody's gotta be getting some. God. Cracking this C.J. Case is proving far too difficult for the delicate likes of me. Jack: Easy, easy. Your sexual frustration's hitting a vein. Anyway, we're meeting in the cafeteria after class. Jen: Can I come? C.J. Will probably be there. Jack: Jen, don't you think you've given this one the old college try? This much effort's beneath you. You said so yourself, didn't you? Jen: Oh, you can't hold the ultimatums of party Jen against me. I was wearing a wig. I was feeling crazy. Jack: All right. Hey, I tell you what. Bring grams, too. Jen: Maybe I will. [Professor Freeman comes into class, and makes an announcement] Freeman: Afternoon, everyone. I wanted to start class today by telling you all that you won't be seeing me after finals. The publication of my critical essays has secured my academic visitation in Chicago. So I'll be leaving Boston Bay at the end of the semester. Since our time is limited, I wanted to invite all of you to the book-signing tonight over at Winthrop hall. You've been a great class, one of my favorites. Jen: Did you know about this? Jack: No. I had no idea. [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Audrey has laid out most of her clothes on her bed, and is trying to put together an outfit.] Audrey: Aah. [Sighs] [Joey comes in after class] Joey: Ok, ok. You decided to bless the orphans of the world your Betsy Johnsons? Audrey: Hardly. I am auditioning outfits, and everything is failing miserably. Where have all my sex clothes gone? Pacey Witter has pillaged my fashion sense. Joey: You mean there are clothes out there that actually show off your chest even more? Audrey: Yes. And quite frankly, the girls are feeling shunned. The band is playing tonight at your little dive bar, and I want them to be resplendent. Joey: I know. I wouldn't miss it for the world. In fact, I'm not even working tonight. So you will have my full and undivided attention. Audrey: Ooh, well, might be nice if you showed your face around these parts. I know I'm usually low maintenance and all. Joey: I wouldn't go that far. Besides, I figure that you and Pacey would appreciate the private time. Audrey: Yeah, well. That was a great help. Now I've dumped Pacey 4 months too late and not a slutty frock has survived. Not a one, I tell you. Joey: What? When did you dump Pacey? Audrey: Hello? Mid-mid-life crisis, thanks for watching. Jeez, Joey, would it kll you to keep up? Joey: Look, Audrey, I'm sorry. I've been-- wait, when did this happen? Audrey: The horror that was Halloween. Whatever. I don't want to talk about it. Joey: Audrey, how could you not tell me about this? Look, I know I've been gone a lot, but a little bathroom sidebar might have been in order. Audrey: I don't know. I guess I just figured that you'd hear it from Pacey in some "how has life been since you?" Conversation. Joey: Of course not. We live together. I mean, just because I've been running around doesn't mean I don't have time for you. Audrey: Yeah, well, listen, it would have been great to hear your ex-girlfriend wisdom at the time, but now, I'm kinda done reliving it. Ok. [Scene: The cafeteria. Jen and Jack go walking over to join a table with David who is waiting for them.] Jen: Jack, have you ever noticed how much your apartment looks like the one on my two dads? I think it's the spiral staircase. David: Well, I don't know if you and Pacey are embroiled in some whose sperm is whose battle, but would you maybe want to go out tonight, jack? Jen: I cannot believe that you just did that. David: What? Jen: No hedging, no subtext. No horrible puns. Gays have it so easy. Straight boys are never so... straight. Jack: Love to. David: Cool. Jen: Oh, you know what? Emma and Audrey are playing tonight. Jack: Yeah, that's right. That's right. We should go to that. Is that ok? And then afterwards, we'll do something else? David: Yeah. Jen: Ok, wait, wait. Go with me here for a second, um, before C.J. Gets here. So we're gonna go see the pretty girls play. We can ask C.J. To join us on this-- this very innocent group outing. Jack: Or, you know, why bother with the subtleties? We can just, uh, club him over the head and drag him out. Jen: Jack, work with me here. David: No, no, no. We should definitely ask him to come. It'd be fun if we all went. It's just, uh... well, C.J. Doesn't really date. Jen: What? Does he just jump straight into the sack? Coffee to condoms? What are we talking here? David: Um, no. You see, I mean, he doesn't date at all. Well, his life is sort of complicated. He, um... nah, I shouldn't really talk about it. Jen: Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not that bad. Come on, bring it on. Jack: Please? Jen, will you stop using my friend as your deep throat, please? Uh, yeah. F-f-forget I said that one. [Clears throat] Here comes C.J. Jen: Oh, hey. C.J.: Hey. Jen: Um, look, this is totally last minute, but I don't suppose that you'd wanna come with us tonight and see our friend play in a band? Jack: It's Audrey. You know Audrey. The one that's guaranteed to entertain. C.J.: I recall. Yeah, sounds like fun. Jen: Excellent. [Jen notices Freeman walking their way] Jen: Jack. Um, soon-to-be-extinct freeman approaches and kinda looks like he needs to pee. David: I think maybe he just wants to talk to you. Jack: Yeah. Uh, excuse me, guys. I'm sorry. I'll be right back. Jen: Wanna sit? C.J.: Yep. [Jack goes over to talk with Freeman, and they go outside to talk.] Freeman: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt you and your friends. Jack: That's all right. That's all right. I, uh-- plenty of time to eat. So class today, how about that? Freeman: Um, jack... I keep thinking about that first conversation we had, when you said that this was the first time you'd felt motivated in a long while. I'd hate to think that I'd taken away the college experience you deserve. Jack: Well, I'll keep on applying myself. Freeman: Look, um, next week is reading week, and after that, there's finals, and after that, well... I'm gone. It would just-- it would mean a lot to me if you were there tonight, jack. Jack: I'll think about it. [Scene: Pacey's Workplace. Pacey is sitting at his desk, when Rich comes in carrying a bunch of Plane tickets in his hands, and he begins giving them out to various people.] Rich: I hope you guys packed condoms and toothpaste this morning 'cause we're taking a little trip. You all passed your series 7s, some of you with flying colors, you smarty-pants pansies. So tonight, we celebrate. Pacey: New Orleans? Rich: How about that, huh? Yes, we are so obnoxiously wealthy we are flying to the big easy to indulge in all its pleasures for 24 sickening hours. So don't tell me you have to call your mommies or anything. Just admit that first class, free hotel rooms, and good old southern girls who learned to drink before you played Nintendo are all too good to pass up. Pack it up, gentlemen. Logan, 1 hour. Man: Yeah, baby. [Man laughs] [Commercial Break] [Scene: A bar in New Orleans. Rich is sitting at one end of the bar with a girl in his arms, while Pacey is on the other side of the corner from him, talking to a very hot woman.] Woman: So you guys are here for the weekend, huh? Pacey: Just the night actually. Woman: Oh, that's too bad. There's a lot of fun to be had here. Pacey: Yeah, I can see that. Woman: I could show you around. Pacey: You know, I've actually been here before. Woman: Oh. Pacey: Yeah, my girlfriend and I, we came through here this summer. Woman: So you have a girlfriend. Pacey: Oh, no. No, no. She dumped me. Woman: Heh. Well, I think my friends are waiting for me, but it's nice meeting you, Percy. [She walks away, and Pacey turn and watches her go, then notices another hot woman sitting at the bar alone near him.] Pacey: Hi, there. I don't do guys in mourning. Rich: Witter, man. You are pathetic, and here I thought you'd be my only competition. You're making this too easy. Pacey: Well, look, Rinaldi, it would be a lot different if I was actually in this game, which I'm not because women do actually like the sensitive type. Rich: Yeah, ok, 'cause that's what's been working for me. Right? [Rich laughs] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is sitting at the bar and the crowd is beginning to pack it in getting ready for the band. Eddie is pouring a drink in front of her.] Eddie: Everything seems magical when you see it from the other side, right? Joey: The command with which you pour is staggering. Eddie: Thank you. How's class today? Joey: The usual. We're ending gravity's rainbow, and Heston spent a good 5 minutes insisting I'd never understand the experimental ramblings. Eddie: Well, that's silly. Diane chambers is an extremely well-read character. I'm sure she would have schooled Heston. Joey: Do, you know, your whole Sam Diane class argument thing, it's very weak. He definitely made more money than her. Eddie: Yeah, and I make more money than your Worthington colleagues who don't need a job, but that doesn't put us in the same bracket, now does it? [Audrey comes running up to the bar and stops next to Joey.] Audrey: Hey, cute bar boy. Give me a sht, will ya? I got the shakes. [She hugs Joey] You are so awesome for coming to see me play, and here, buy a round of shts for the future boyfriends of America. [She takes her drink, and throws some money down on the bar, and then goes back to several guys] Audrey: Mmm. [Choking] Oh, god. Ah [They watch Audrey go into the arms of several guys with her drink] Eddie: God, who did her parents buy off to get her into Worthington? Joey: You're more acerbic than usual tonight, if that's possible. Everything ok? Eddie: Yeah. I'm sorry. I just-- I hate working doubles, and I--I don't like working with Sam. Joey: No one to flirt with, huh? Eddie: Yeah, or clumsily insult, whichever you prefer. Joey: Well, I'll come back up later. Right now, I have to go stroke Audrey's ego. Eddie: Sounds enticing. [Joey goes over to Audrey] [People laughing] Joey: Hey. Audrey: Hi, sweetie. [Scene: The book signing. Jack comes into the book store, and looks around at the large amount of people have shown up, and notices Freeman by a table of his book talking to some man.] Freeman: Well thanks for coming. Um, hope you enjoy [Jack walks over to Freeman] Freeman: Jack, you came. Jack: Yeah. I, uh... I don't like to let free food go to waste. Freeman: Well, whatever the reason, I'm glad. Jack: It looks like a lot of people support your decision. Freeman: Eh, slow night on campus maybe. It's tricky putting together projects like this book. There's always gonna be a handful of people who'll think that it's bathroom material, but I always held out the naive belief that there would be a reader or two who might find something stimulating beyond easy cultural references. Jack: Yeah, some of my friends assumed that your class was cultural cliff notes which would pretty much make it Entertainment Weekly, I guess. Freeman: Did you feel that way? Jack: All things aside, did I ever seem less than riveted? [Jack notices that Freeman is staring deeply into his eyes] Um, y-your wife, um... must not be too psyched moving to chicago in the height of winter. Freeman: Actually, she's not going to make the move with me. Jack: I'm--I'm sorry. Freeman: Well, let's--let's not. I can talk in circles about where I went wrong, and a Maudlin Freeman isn't gonna do either of us any good. Jack: Yeah. Freeman: So I gotta ask. Why did you decide to come? Don't you have somewhere to be? Jack: Um. No, no. I-- I have some time. Freeman: That's great. Let me introduce you to some people. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Jen, C.J. and David are all sitting at a table talking while waiting for Jack to show up.] Jen: I have no idea what is keeping Jack, David. I'm sure it's-- it's a hair-related issue. David: Nah, it's ok. It's flattering to think that each carefully misplaced strand might be for me. Jen: Aww. David: I'm gonna head up to the bar. You guys need anything? C.J.: No, I'm good. Jen: I'm fine. [David goes to the bar, leaving them alone.] Jen: Well, I'm glad that you came tonight. I know that this might not really be your thing. C.J.: How do you figure that? I've nothing against good company... and I guess I can't speak to the quality of the music yet, but... Jen: Oh, well, Audrey is nothing if not a stellar performer. C.J.: How's she been lately? Jen: Audrey? C.J.: Yeah. Jen: Great. Good. [They look over and see Audrey Doing another sht with the guys, while Joey watches her.] Audrey: Whoo! Aah! Jen: Well, maybe not the greatest of greats, but I would give her a solid good. Why do you ask? C.J.: Well, she seems like she might be a little depressed. Jen: She doesn't look depressed. C.J.: Well, it's easy not to look it when you're doing you're damndest not to feel it... or anything, for that matter. [Over buy the bar, David is waiting for his drink, when his cell phone rings] David: Hello. Jack: Uh, David, hey. Uh, it's me. Look, I am so sorry. David: Oh, don't worry about it. Are you on your way? Jack: Uh, no, not exactly. David: Should I call the police maybe? Is there something you can't say in front of the kidnappers? Jack: I'm coming. I promise. I just got sucked into this nightmare academic schmooze-fest. I have, like, 2 more profound things to say, and I'm out of here. I swear. David: Hey, don't worry about it. Uh, C.J.'S here, and your friends have all mastered the art of polite conversation. So, I will see you when I see you. Jack: All right, cool. I'll see ya. [Scene: The bar in New Orleans. Rich and Pacey come walking by a woman sitting at the table alone, and Rich stops to talk to her.] Rich: How you doin'? Denise: Fine. Rich: I didn't ask how you were looking. I asked how you were doin'. Pacey: Oh, come on, rich. Even I gotta stop you on that one. I mean, who says that? Denise: Your friend does apparently. Pacey: Oh, no. He's not my friend. Rich: That's right. I'm his boss. Rich Rinaldi. Denise: I'm Denise. Pacey: That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I think Denise means drama in its Greek origin, and might I say, Denise, that you have breasts that are begging to be touched. Denise: Oh, that's a coincidence, since you apparently have testicles that are begging to be castrated. Pacey: Ok, then. I'll take my goods elsewhere. Denise: Please do. [Rich leaves and Pacey watches as he goes] Pacey: You know, I think rich actually means slime ball in its original form, but I'd have to check the books on that. Denise: What's your name? Pacey: I'm Pacey, and I am truly sorry for that, though I'm sure you're used to having men saying all kinds of inappropriate things to you all the time. Denise: I am. I'm not used to them leaving their considerably more attractive and likable friends behind. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Eddie is filling some drinks at the end of the bar, when Joey comes up to join him.] Joey: Miss me? Eddie: How could I when I've been waiting on you and your friends all night, you know? Joey: Good point. So what are you doing after? Eddie: Tonight? Joey: Well, yeah, I mean, I know whenever I get off work there's nothing more depressing than trying to go directly asleep with visions of drunkards dancing in my head, so... I was thinking some sort of social activity would be a good segue. Eddie: I don't know. Joey: We could [Audrey comes stumbling up to the bar, and slams her empty beer bottle on the bar.] Audrey: Hey! Let me have another beer for the stage. Eddie: Nah, I can't let you take that up there. Audrey: Come on, you guys both work here, like anyone cares. Eddie: Well, I care actually, and it seems to me you're already wasted. Audrey: Well, who's fault is that? Eddie: Uh, yours. Audrey: Yeah, well, you served me, sucker. Eddie: Yeah, now I'm cutting you off. Looks like you're gonna have to listen to yourself sing sober. Sorry. Joey: Come on, Eddie, I mean... it's not like she's going out driving. It's just--she's nervous. Eddie: Haven't you ever considered our asses might be on the line for serving underage people? Or did that just kinda slip your mind 'cause you're not working tonight? Joey: What are you talking about? This is a college bar. I mean, you've never cared before. Eddie: Yeah, well, I care when an underage girl gets drunk and trashes the place on my watch. I'm cutting her off. That's it. Audrey: Gah, somebody needs to get laid. Joey: Audrey. Audrey: Whatever. He clearly takes his job too seriously. Tell me something, Eddie. What's it like looking down the barrel of a gn and seeing a janitor's uniform and a bus pass? [Joey turns and gives Audrey a very dirty look.] Audrey: You'll get me another beer, won't you, sweetie? Joey: I'm thinking no. Audrey: Jeez! It's like this bar's run by Donna Reed and Mr. Rogers. [She slams the beer bottle down again, and it shatters on the bar.] Eddie: All right, get her out of here. Audrey: Did you not just witness my magnificent force? [Emma quickly comes over to get Audrey] Emma: Yeah, Audrey, did you not hear us warming up up there? Think we're doing it for a lark? Get up there. Audrey: I love you, you crazy bird! Emma: Hey, spread the joy on stage, Courtney Love. Ok? We're on. Audrey: Bah! Go, go, go. [They leave] Joey: I'm not her keeper. Eddie: No, it's worse actually. You're her friend. [Audrey stumbles onto the stage and grabs the microphone.] [Cheers and applause] Audrey: Hey, how are we all doin' tonight? We're hell's belles, and we are here to throw down this fascist regime. Seems like the establishment don't want us to have a good time. Who wants to stick it to the man? [Audrey begins performing, One Way Or Another. and quickly becomes aggressive on stage, Knocking down her mic stand, bouncing into the other band members, screwing with the controls on the amps all as she is singing. Emma just watches her but continues to play, shaking her head the entire time. Audrey goes into the crowd, still singing, and makes her way to the bar, where she climbs onto the bar, kicking off drinks, opening the beer taps, and Eddie quickly closes them, and Joey looks to Eddie like to say she was sorry and had no idea what was going on. Eddie puts his face in his hand thinking Why is this happening to me? She makes her down the bar, hitting lights along the way, while continuing to sing her song as the bad is still playing. She rips of her shirt and the crowd screams approval. She reaches down and grabs a beer out of one of the guys hands, and takes a swig, and throws the bottle across the room, and Jen, CJ, and David quickly duck, just avoiding getting ht by it as it smashes on the wall behind them. All of her friends look at her in disappointment, as the camera fades to black] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen bathroom. Audrey is throwing up in the toilet, as Joey is holding her hair back.] Audrey: Oh. Yeah, ok. I think that's everything. I think that there is some intestine in there. Joey: Ok. Why don't we go get you some water? How much did you drink? [Joey watches as Audrey goes over to the sink and turns it on taking a sip of water from it ] Audrey: Clearly, I don't remember. Joey: Were you drinking in the changing room? Because I didn't see you have that much at the bar. Audrey: I said I don't remember. This Joey: Audrey, not to sound like an after school special, but this kind of isn't like you. Audrey: And what exactly is like me? You know, I could've been an alkie since age 6. You don't know. Joey: It's just Audrey: I'm fine! Have you never gotten drunk before? Joey: Yeah, actually, I have, and it's usually been because I felt pretty awful about something, so... look, I was just wondering if you felt awful. Audrey: I feel like I don't want to have a soulful exchange about how I'm bad and you're good, if that's what you mean. Joey: You know, that's not where I was going. Audrey: Like hell it wasn't. You know, you've mastered the art of holier than thou, Joey. You know, don't feed me a bunch of crap about how you don't need to drink or do drugs to have fun because I've given it some thought, and you know what? I've never seen you have fun a day in my life. Except for that whole singing thing, and even then you were just imitating me. Joey: Ok, you know what? Maybe we should just save this for the morning because we don't want to say anything we'll regret. Audrey: God! Will you stop protecting me?! I'm so sick of living in this little antiseptic universe you've all created. All we do is we sit around and we drink soda and we talk about how glad we are that we're all friends, which is ridiculous, Joey, because what kind of friend wouldn't know that I broke up with my boyfriend? Joey: You know what, Audrey? I said I was sorry about that. Audrey: You know what? I don't even care. I just don't want someone who's completely dropped out of my life suddenly judging it. I mean, did you even notice that I was depressed fore I upset your little boyfriend from southie? Joey: Eddie is not my boyfriend. Audrey: Right. I think it's really frigging pathetic that that's the only thing you had the need to comment on. [Scene: The Book Signing. Jack is walking outside when Freeman comes up to join him.] Freeman: So have fun tonight, wherever you're going. Jack: To be honest, I don't know if there's somewhere left to go. Freeman: I didn't mean to keep you in there with my boring scholastic jabber. Jack: No. No, I wasn't bored. It's why I'm braving social leprosy. Freeman: I'm glad you came. There's a part of my book that I wrote after class early in the semester, you'd made a comment in class about the asexuality of good guys in film. It was a small thing I remember, but it sparked something, and I thought no one does that anymore. Sparks something. You were right. Not just in class. You were just... you were right about a lot of things. Jack: Wasn't waiting for you to tell me that, if that's why you think I'm standing here the cold. Freeman: Then why are you Jack: It's sad...that you're probably the most popular professor here, the most inspirational, and yet you felt you had to hide that part of yourself that's real. But you know what? However long it took for you to get here, at least you did it. And that's why I'm standing out here in the cold. Freeman: A week ago I was this unavailable married man. There used to be about 6 different versions of myself I presented to the world. Now there's just...this. And now I kind of wish I'd noticed it sooner. Or that I'd noticed you. Maybe it's too late. You tell me. [Freeman, makes his way to try and kiss him, but Jack stops him.] Jack: I can't. I'm sorry, I can't. I've kept someone waiting all night that the timing was actually right with. It's late. I gotta go. Yeah, I gotta go. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Jen, C.J and David are cleaning up the remnants of the beer bottle that Audrey threw at the wall.] Jen: Guess you weren't so off base with the whole Audrey thing. C.J.: You mean her performances aren't typically that inspired? Jen: Uh, not so Jennifer Jason Leigh in Georgia, no. [A waitress comes walking up with a bussing tray.] Waitress: Thank you. Jen: Audrey's one of the few people that I know who seemed to enter the fold well adjusted and confident. She made all of us seem dramatic. C.J.: It's hard to keep putting up a front like that, once people expect it from you. You know, you wake up in the morning, you don't feel so great, so you need something to take off the edge. That's what I used to do. When I ht high school, I was shaking by noon if I wasn't drunk. So rather than thinking like, "hey, that can't be normal" I just kept drinking. Provided a steady numb ride through those awkward teen years. It's tough to get off of. Jen: Yeah. Yeah, but you did. So you must've done something right. C.J.: Yeah. Yeah. I ht rock bottom. Sure fre way to snap out of something is to wake up from a blackout realizing that you were the guy at the party who told everybody exactly what they didn't want to hear and then alienating the one person that you cared about. So, there's that, which is why I don't date anymore. Jen: I really--I don't think you have to be so hard on yourself. I--we all mess up. C.J.: Jen, you really don't want to know that much about me, I promise. [Scene: Outside Pacey's Hotel Room. Pacey and Denise are making out as they arrive at the door and crash onto it. Pacey begins to quickly try to find the key for the door.] Pacey: Uh, probably gonna need a key for this. Denise: That might help. Where would you have put that? [She reaches down, and grabs his manhood, then makes her way to his pocket and reaches in and pulls out the key.] Pacey: Uh, hold on one second. Denise: I'm not so good at waiting. Here we go. Pacey: Ok. [He quickly unlocks the door and they make their way into the room.] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Eddie is cleaning up the mess that Audrey left, when Joey comes walking up to join him and help.] Joey: Some night, huh? Eddie: Yep. Joey: I'm sorry about... sorry about the whole drinking, singing debacle. I didn't know it was gonna go that way. Eddie: It wasn't your problem, right? You weren't working, so why should it matter that your friends were gonna trash the place? Joey: It's not like they intended to do that. Eddie: That's not really the point, Joey. Joey: Well, care to fill me in on what the point is? Eddie: Why should I make you stand here and listen to my diatribe when you clearly have better things to do? Excuse me. Joey: Why are you so insistent tonight that I'm wasting my time with you when every time I approach you, it's been because I wanted to talk? Eddie: Maybe I've had a hard time talking to you because I can't figure out who I'm talking to. Is this Joey Potter my bartending buddy, or is this Joey Potter who runs with the Worthington elite? Joey: That's funny. I thought there was more of an intimate middle ground. Eddie: Look, you just learn a lot about people when you see them with their friends, ok? Joey: You see me with my friends in here all the time. How is this different? Eddie: It's different when your friends are flaunting state drinking laws and insulting me to my face. Joey: Look, I'm sorry about that, ok? If it makes you feel any better, I just got a pretty nasty tongue lashing from Audrey in there. Eddie: What would've made me feel better is if you would've defended me. If you had mentlly shown up there, Joey, that might've been nice. Joey: Eddie, she was drunk. We deal with those people all of the time. Eddie: You're right, Joey. Why should I make you feel bad for letting your friend ride out her high-class problems? I should be used to it by now, right? My mistake was just thinking you were different from the rest of them. Joey: How can you say that when you've barely even tried to find out? I don't know, maybe you're just thrat because I tried to find out more about you, but that's just because I was trying to help you Eddie: I know what you were trying to do, Joey, and I don't think you should bother. I don't think either of us should because I've been thinking about it, and this little dance we do, it's nothing more than that. It's just flirting. Joey: You don't think there's anything more here? Eddie: I don't think there's anything good. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Pacey's Hotel Room. Pacey and Denise are still making out, while Pacey backs up to the bed and sits down, and begins to slowly unzip Denise's dress.] Denise: Can I ask you something? Pacey: Absolutely. Denise: This isn't your first time, is it? Pacey: Am I really that bad? Denise: No. Just most guys don't bother with the obligatory foreplay. Which is greatly appreciated and all, but I'm kind of a sure thing. Pacey: Ok, well, I'll do my best to not tend to any of your needs, but I can't promise anything. [He begins kissing her, and slowly back them onto the bed] Denise: Seriously, we've been at this for a while now, and your friend didn't pay for the night. [She pushes him down onto the bed and climbs on top of him] Mm... listen it was a nice thing he was doing. You should just enjoy it. But I really... [Pacey stops her, realizing that she is a hooker, and makes his way out of the bed.] Pacey: I can't. I can't. I'm sorry. Denise: I don't have to leave. Pacey: No. You absolutely don't have to leave. You can stay here as long as you like, but...I--I just... I can't do this. I just thought you were a beautiful woman that I met down in the bar. And that there was a little... something between us, but there's obviously not. And that's fine. But I now have to go to talk to someone, so you stay here and... I'm really sorry. [He leaves her alone in the room.] [Scene: Outside the Hell's Kitchen. Jen and C.J. come walking outside talking to one another.] Jen: So you're sure David's gonna be ok in the all by himself? C.J.: Oh, yeah. Yeah. He said he'd hang around for another half hour, then call it a night. Jen: God, I don't know what Jack's problem is, but I'm gonna kick his ass. C.J.: Well, luckily David's a very patient man. Jen: You know, I'm just really glad you came out tonight. I was worried you wouldn't want to. C.J.: You know, you keep saying that. Just 'cause I don't drink doesn't mean I don't socialize. Jen: But you don't date. C.J.: No. Jen: You told me once that I should change my mind about myself, and I think that you should probably do the same thing. [Jen goes to kiss him, but he stops her] C.J.: Jen. I can' I'm sorry, it's... it's not nothing to do with you, I promise. You're... you're beautiful, and you're great. I just really can't. Jen: Ok. C.J.: I'm gonna get you a cab home, ok? Jen: Ok. C.J.: You gonna be ok? Jen: Yeah. I'm fine. Nothing a little sleep and regret can't cure. C.J.: Good night. Jen: Good night. [Jen pulls away in the cab. C.J. looks across the street and sees Audrey sitting on the curb smoking a cigarette, and goes over and sits down next to her. She puts out the cigarette when she sees him.] Audrey: I only had a couple of puffs, I swear. C.J.: I don't care if you smoke. Audrey: Well, that's shocking. Because I thought for sure there was some sort of lo-jack system on me, and anyone within a mile radius was gonna chastise me for partaking in any sort of substance. You know, I wonder if sugar's ok because I have some sweet tarts in my pocket, and I'm not afraid to eat them. C.J.: People have been pretty hard on you tonight, haven't they? Audrey: You know the funny thing is that it was all great when I was drunk. That was a super old time. Now I'm sober, and everything's gone to hell. C.J.: You know, your friends were just trying to let you know they cared. Maybe they didn't go about it the right way. Audrey: It's not like I'm a drunk, you know. God, we're in college, for crying out loud. Doesn't anyone just ever have a week that sucks, and they want to forget about it? C.J.: Does it make you feel better... when you...drink? Audrey: I feel nothing, which is ideal. C.J.: How long you gonna keep that up for? Audrey: I don't know. I don't know. C.J.: If you wanna talk or... Audrey: You don't have to sit with me, really. C.J.: You don't have to say that. If I don't want to be here, I'd have walked away already. Audrey: Ok. So we'll sit. I don't wanna talk for a while. [Audrey shivers, and C.J. pulls some gloves out of his pockets and gives them to Audrey] [Scene: Bourbon Street. Rinaldi and a group of guys and women are walking down the street all grouped together, laughing and having a good time, when Pacey comes running up to them.] Guy: You owe me 20 bucks, Rinaldi. Pacey: Rich! Hey, Rinaldi! Come here. Rich: What's your problem, Witter? Pacey: My problem is the little trick you just tried to play on me. Rich: You're not morally opposed to ladies of the night, are you? Katz: Dude, Witter stuffed a whore! Pacey: Actually, I didn't, Katz, but you keep talking. You watch how quickly your night ends. Rich: You didn't even do it? What, you got a problem down there, Witter, or just have trouble taking off your little dress? Pacey: Is this a joke to you? 'Cause let me tell you, I'm not laughing. Rich: Tell me about it. No. It was my idea of showing you a good time. Believe me. She didn't come cheap. Pacey: I forgot that about you. It all relates back to money. You buy your friends, you buy your women, you buy women for your friends. That way it's clean, it's easy. No emotion, right? Well, let me tell you, Rich. The only favor I want you to do for me is take me off your charity list. 'Cause you're pathetic, man. Rich: Honestly, man, I'm not getting it. A couple of solid hours with a really hot girl you never have to call again, and what, you play tiddly winks? I must be real dumb because it seems like you owe me. Pacey: You're right. I do. I absolutely [Pacey grabs Rich by his coat.] [Overlapping shouts] Rich: How dare you do that to me?! Pacey: I'm pissed! Rich: I'm really pissed at your moral outrage. No need to get violent. When are you gonna realize fighting the good fight's not worth it? [Scene: Outside the Hell's Kitchen. David has gotten tired of waiting, and is leaving the bar, when a cab pulls up, and Jack quickly gets out of it.] Jack: Hey, David. David, I am so sorry. I--I can't believe that you're still here. David: What, you were hoping I'd be gone? Jack: No! No. No. Of course not. I'm glad you stayed. I just kept missing my window of opportunity to get out of there. David: That must've been rough. Jack: Yeah. I'm not being too convincing, am I? David: Look, Jack, I'm not so naive coming into this that I didn't expect there to be some baggage. You can't really move into a new relationship until you know the old one isn't gonna lurch up from the dad one last time. So, do what you gotta do. Jack: I did. I mean, I didn't. I... I didn't have to. David: You don't have to report to me. Jack: Well, you're right about the baggage. It's just not... before we got into this, I just wanted to make sure that I was done repeating my mistakes. And I am. David: That works for me. Jack: Cool. David: Yeah. Cool. Jack: So why did you even bother sticking around here? David: Hey, don't think I was waiting for the confused likes of you. Jack: [Chuckles] David: I was having a good time, and you missed a hell of an act. Jack: Huh. Did I? David: Yes. It was one magical night you'll never get back. Jack: So this one's gonna be tough to top. David: That's awfully presumptuous to assume we're going out again. Jack: Oh, ha! I see how it is. I see how it is. [Scene: Bourbon Street. Pacey walking all alone down the empty street the next morning, trying to think everything through] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm room. Joey wakes up and looks across the room at Audrey's bed, and notices that is it still made up from the day before. Joey looks a little worried. Cut to a little later, and Joey is sitting at the desk reading and looks over at the empty bed again.] [Knock on door] Eddie: Wow! So this is how the other half lives. Joey: What are you doing here? Eddie: Uh, your little friend left her wallet at the bar last night. Can't imagine how she forgot it, with the drunken spectacle and the vomiting and all. Joey: Thanks. [She grabs the wallet, and goes to close the door when Eddie stops her.] Eddie: Wait a minute. Wait, Joey. Last night I said a lot of things I didn't mean. Joey: Yeah, like what things? Eddie: Many things. It could be that I have some unresolved anger towards society that has nothing to do with you. Joey: That's good. Eddie: Yeah, I've been working on that one a while. Joey: It almost resembled an apology. Eddie: Well, you know, I been thinking about it all night. Joey: What's it? Eddie: This. Me, you. It didn't feel good. Joey: What part? Eddie: The not pursuing it part. Joey: You know, uh... the pushing away usually comes when there's something to push away from. Eddie: Please, Joey, I would love to get to the point where I can resent you, if you'll only give me the chance. Joey: We can't keep doing this. Eddie: What? Joey: This. This...saying things we don't mean. Dancing around the subject. I mean, don't you find it maddening? Eddie: Well, yeah, but I meant that thing about the resentment. Ok. All right, I get what you're talking about. So, what would you say if you said what you meant? Joey: I'd like to go on a date with you. An actual date. Without the obstacles of pre-teen girls and drunken roommates. What would you say? Eddie: Well, I'd like to get to know you and prove myself wrong. Joey: About? Eddie: Thinking you represent everything I hate. I think you just might represent everything I'm missing. Hoo, ok, so... it's a date. See you later, Joey. [They shake hands. Then Eddie turns to leave and Joey waves, and the camera fades to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x07 - Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 608 - Spiderwebs In this episode: Dawson comes through with No Doubt concert tickets for everyone, but the night doesn't go as smoothly as hoped when Dawson and Natasha's first public date ends in a brush with the law. Meanwhile, Joey and Eddie have to sneak into the concert when she accidentally leaves the tickets at home. Jen invites C.J., but he and Pacey come to blows at the concert when it is revealed that C.J. slept with Audrey. Original Airdate: November 13, 2002 [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Dawson is sitting at a table with Jen, Jack and David. They are all drinking colas while waiting for food to arrive.] Dawson: So let me get this straight, Pacey and Audrey broke up, but Joey and Audrey are fighting. Jen: Yes, majorly. Dawson, you've got to call more often. Jack: Hold on a second, ok? A: The guy has obviously been really busy, ok? And B: I mean... she's--she's-- she's exaggerating, 'cause nobody's broken any nails yet. David: It's more like they're keeping their distance from each other. Dawson: Thank you. David: No problem. Jen: You know, I'm sure that if we could get them in the same room, they would work things out just fine. Dawson: Joey and Audrey? Jen: No, Pacey and Audrey. Duh. [Emma comes up to the table carrying a tray full of food. Goes to hand the food out.] Emma: Here we go. Jen: Uh, no [Gives the burger to David that she almost gave to Jen] Emma: Sorry about that. What about you, love? [To Dawson] Can I get you anything? Dawson: Uh, no, thanks. I can't stay that long. [Emma looks a little disappointed, then leaves them] Jack: Oh. Oh, yeah, let me guess. Uh... she's not working tonight, if that's what you're asking. Jen: Yeah, why don't you stay and have a cheeseburger? Come on, Dawson, we never get to see you anymore. Dawson: Really, I have to go. Jen: Dawson. Dawson: I can't, I swear. I got to get back. Todd thinks I'm running an errand right now, which, technically... I am. [He pulls an envelope out of his pocket and hands it to Jen] Jen: What is this? Dawson: It's a present. Jen: Oh, you feel so bad 'cause you don't call, you got to give us presents. Dawson: Just open it. It's not a guilt offering. I'd use it myself if I could. [She opens it and pulls out a bunch of concert tickets] Jen: Oh, my god! These are tickets to the No Doubt concert. Dawson, this is amazing. There's like 10 tickets in here. Are you sure that this is ok? Dawson: Absolutely. Todd got them for free. I think he knows the band or something. Jack: You know what? Why don't you just, uhDon't give the man a chance to change his mind there, all right? Dawson: Anyway, go, enjoy it. Have fun. And, uh, let me know what happens once you get Pacey and Audrey in the same place at the same time. Jen: Thank you so much. Jack: Thanks, man. [Dawson goes to leave and runs into Joey who is just arriving to the bar.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: I'm sorry. I was just, uh Joey: Oh, don't apologize. Um...are they Dawson: yeah, they're back there. Jack and Jen... Joey: Oh, good. I was hoping for some company. How have you been? Dawson: Great. Really great. I've been busy. Joey: Great. Dawson: Heard you and Audrey had a fight. Joey: Yeah... those things happen, I guess. People fight. Dawson: Yeah. All right, well, I don't want to keep you. Joey: Dawson, they're your friends, too. Dawson: Yeah, I know. I just--I got to go. Joey: It's nice seeing you. Dawson: You, too. [He leaves and she looks a little disappointed that he left.] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey and Eddie are sitting at the table talking to each other. Joey is trying to convince hi to drive them to the concert.] Eddie: No Doubt? Joey: Yeah. Look, I know it's kind of a schlep to Worcester, but they're totally amazing live, and you do have a car. Eddie: Worcester? Joey: Yeah, it's only like an hour from here. Eddie: I know, I know. So on our date tonight, you want me to drive you to Worcester? Joey: Correct. Eddie: And when we get there, all your friends will be there. Joey: Well, not all of them... ok, most. Eddie: So how is that a date? Joey: What makes it a date is that I'm there... and you're there. And if you play your cards right, you might just get a kiss at the end of the evening. Eddie: A kiss? Joey: Yeah, that's usually how the whole first-date thing traditionally shakes out. You know, you walk me to my door, you kiss me, you leave. Eddie: But I've already gotten a kiss. 2, actually. And I don't know that I'm prepared to drive all the way to Worcester for, what? For the possibility of some measly little good-night kiss? Joey: There is another option on offer for the end of the evening. Eddie: Yes? Joey: You walk me to my door we shake hands and I reimburse you for gas money. Eddie: Nice. Joey: So are you in or out? Eddie: I'm in. [Scene: The Movie Set. Todd and Dawson are walking together along the set, while Dawson is trying to point out that they are not doing anything. ] Todd: Is it just me, or, uh, is there something weird about this day? Dawson: Um, the fact that we finished all our day work before lunch, and now we're just paying all these people to stand around doing nothing until the sun sets? Todd: Oh, there isn't someplace you'd rather be, is there? Dawson: No, but look around. Everybody's exhausted, including yourself. All these night sh*t have finally caught up with us. Todd: Oh, I see. So you're saying I should give up 2 night exteriors I really need so the crew can knock off 4 hours early on a Friday? Dawson: 4 hours, 35 minutes, would be even better. Todd: There's a bloody pool going? Dawson: Big one. Think about it. I mean, honestly, you wrap early tonight, everybody comes in Monday completely refreshed. Todd: Everyone, including you? Dawson: Sure. Todd: And Natasha? Dawson: Sure. Todd: I get it. So all this friend-to-the-crew stuff was just an excuse to get the night off so you could take her to that concert? Dawson: I'll split the money with you. Todd: [Laughs] Not necessary. Dawson: I already won 500 in the when-will- Dawson-and-Natasha-start- shagging-again pool. [Todd pulls an envelope out of coat pocket and hands it to Dawson] Todd: Here. Dawson: What are these? Todd: My tickets. They're much better than the ones I gave you. And I think there's some backstage pass in there, too. Dawson: You don't want to go? Todd: Between you and me? I'm old... and tired, and if we're going to wrap 4 hours and 35 minutes early, all I want to do is go home and get some sleep. Go get 'em, tiger. [Scene: Record Store. Jen and Audrey are shopping for some CD's and Audrey grabs a copy of the New No Doubt Album Rock Steady] Jen: So, you're coming, right? I mean, if the band can overcome their complicated romantic entanglements and still be friends, the least that we can do is all get along for one night. Audrey: All right, I am willing to grant that there is a certain karmic appropriateness to seeing one's ex-boyfriend for the first time at a No Doubt concert. Jen: You're bending. Audrey: I'm not bending. Jen: Oh, come on, you know you want to. Empowered female. Incredible fashion sense. Audrey: I suppose mojo jojo will be attending. Jen: Oh, come on, if you can-- if you can be with her in that tiny little dorm room of yours, you're going to be just fine in a crowd of 14,000 strangers. Audrey: So she's bringing that guy, right? Jen: Mm-hmm, but we don't have to sit next to them. We're using the gays as a barrier between the breeders and the bitter, single girls. Audrey: So, what? Are they, like, dating now? Jen: Look at you. You want the gossip so bad it's klling you. Audrey: I don't want the gossip. I just...I don't know-- I want to hear that she has a pimple or something. I want there to be one tiny little chink in her armor of perfection. I mean, has that girl ever made a mistake? Ever? Jen: Yeah, actually, the same one that you did. She dumped Pacey. Audrey: That's funny. You know, the way I always heard it, he dumped her. Jen: Oh, whatever. Who knows? Who cares? Honestly, the important thing is is that they're still friends... like us. Audrey: Do you mean that? Jen: Yes, I do. Audrey: [Sighs] Jen: So you coming? Audrey: I'm coming. Jen: Yay! I'm so glad. You are not going to regret this. We are going to have an incredible night. [She walks backwards while Audrey is heading to the counter to pay, when she backs right into a guy who turns out to be CJ.] Jen: Oh, my god. I am so sorry. Hi. CJ: Hi. Hi. Audrey: Hi. [Audrey walks purposely away from him to the counter] Jen: Hey. I'm sorry, I was just... not looking where I was going. CJ: Yeah, you seemed pretty excited there. Jen: Yeah, well, we're actually going to a No Doubt concert tonight. CJ: Cool. Well, have fun. Well, see 'ya. [He turns back to looking in the stacks for music] Jen: Look, I don't want to pretend that nothing happened between us, and... and I also don't want to make a big deal out of the... nothing that did happen between us. Um... here, if you want to come. CJ: You're giving me a ticket to the No Doubt concert? Jen: Yeah, I mean, Jack's going, and David, and all of us, really, so it's--it's not like a date. [He looks over at Audrey, who just turns her gaze from him] CJ: No, I didn't think it was. Jen: Great. Great. Well, um... like I said, come if you want. [To Audrey] All right, I'm picking you up at 7:00. No bailing, ok? [Jen leaves, and CJ goes over to talk to Audrey] CJ: So, were you ever going to call me back? Audrey: I think that the answer to that would be fairly obvious. [She storms out of the record store and he chases after her] CJ: You know, we didn't do anything wrong. Audrey: No, of course not. We were great, you know? And we'll probably win some sort of award for moral fortitude and the proper use of birth control. CJ: I don't see what the big deal is here. It's not like she's my girlfriend, ok? Audrey: Yeah? Well, neither am I. I'm just... I'm an idiot. CJ: Oh, so, what? You're just going to pretend like nothing ever happened? Audrey: Yes, and unless you want me to kll you, you will, too. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. Joey and Eddie are waiting in line to get in, and they notice a couple who are all cuddly in line.] Guy: Tickets. Joey: Disgusting, isn't it? When people can't keep their hands off each other? [Eddie was just about o put his arms around Joey, but quickly puts them down at his side.] Joey: Yeah. Just, uh, yeah. Guy: Tickets. Tickets, please. Joey: I have them. I do. I must have them. Guy: That's what they all say. Joey: No. I was leaving, I put them in my coat pocket, and... I wore my other coat. Guy: A fashion tragedy. Next. Joey: Crap! Guy: Tickets. Eddie: Ok, but are you sure you didn't leave them in the car or something? Joey: Yes, I'm positive. They're... they're in my other coat, which is sitting on my bed back in my dorm room. Eddie: Well, don't panic or anything. We'll just go back for them. Joey: You're volunteering to drive more? Eddie: Hey, you're paying for gas. Joey: No, it'll take us an hour just to walk back to the car. Eddie: So? Joey: So with that, plus traffic, they'll be on their third encore by the time we get back. Eddie: What do you want to do? You just want to forget about this whole thing? Joey: No. I don't know. Eddie: Look, you really want to go to this concert, don't you? Joey: Yes. I'm a dorky fan, I admit it, but I love this band. Eddie: Then we're going. Joey: Eddie, it's going to take us Eddie: Silence... before I come to my senses and change my mind. Come on. [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. In another line, Dawson and Natasha are kissing and necking while waiting for their turn, but the line is moving forward without them.] Woman: Are you guys going or what? Natasha: Sorry. So tacky when people can't keep their hands off each other in public. Dawson: Sorry. Lady: Tickets, please. Dawson: Here you go. Lady: Wrong night, Romeo. Dawson: Excuse me? Lady: These are for Saturday. Dawson: No, they can't be. These are--crap. Lady: Good seats, too. Really would have impressed your girlfriend here. Next! Dawson: I can't believe I did this. This is--I-- I should have known better than to trust Todd. The guy probably thinks today is Saturday. Natasha: We still have the backstage passes though, don't we? Dawson: Yeah, but we can't get in with those. We need the tickets. Natasha: Uh, hold on. Humor me. I have special skills in that department. [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. Jen and Pacey are walking away from the Refreshments stand and heading towards their seats.] Jen: You're not going to regret this, I swear. You're here, you're not in a suit. This is good. This is very, very good. Where is everybody else? Pacey: There at the concession stand. Jack and Emma, and, uh... the guy and the guy's friend. Jen: Yeah, well, his name is David, which you might want to remember. I think he's going to stick. Pacey: What, you posses the psychic ability to see into the future of relationships now? Jen: Yes, just not my own. Pacey: Ah. So where are these seats anyway? Is that where we're going now? Jen: Yeah. They're-- they're that way. I mean, they're in that general direction. Pacey: Cool. Jen: Ok, um... and when you go in that general direction... Pacey: Yes? Jen: There's--there's going to be somebody there who wants to talk to you. Pacey: Oh, come on. You did not just do this to me. Jen: Yeah, we did, but out of love. Trust me, when you look back on this event in a few years, you're going to be very grateful, because you will have done the mature thing. Pacey: [Sighs] Jen: Come on. Go. You know you want to. [Cut to their Seats. Pacey walks over and notices Audrey already sitting there, and makes his way towards the seats.] Pacey: Excuse me. Audrey: Surprise. Pacey: Hey. I did call you, you know. Audrey: I know. At least I figured that I shouldn't talk to you until I hated you a little less. Pacey: Oh, well... how's that going for you? Audrey: It's going, yeah. The problem is now I kind of hate myself, but, uh... Pacey: Audrey, can we go talk a walk? Maybe talk someplace that's a little quieter and slightly more private before all the madness starts? Audrey: [Chuckles] You really are an old man, aren't you? Sure. [He nods] Audrey: Ok. [They get up and leave] Pacey: Excuse us. [Scene: Outside the back door of the stadium. Joey and Eddie are at the back door, and Eddie is trying to talk to the guy who is there.] Eddie: Look, I'm telling you, I'm not trying to sneak backstage, ok? I'm not some kind of deranged fan. I just need to talk to someone who works here. Man: Is it me? Eddie: No, very funny, though. Man: Good-bye. Eddie: No, I just need to talk to someone for [The Guy slams the door on them.] Joey: Just to let you know, we can stop this at any point. Eddie: But it's going so well. Joey: Oh, I can see that. Look, you don't have to harass some poor guy just to impress me. This whole thing is my fault, anyway. Eddie: Believe me, if this works, you will not be impressed. [Eddie notices some more people headed towards them] Eddie: Hey, more people. This is good. Uh, this is good. I'm gonna go ask them Joey: Oh, no. No, you're not! [Joey looks back and sees that it is Dawson and Natasha. She quickly grabs Eddie's arms and pulls him behind some boxes so Dawson can't see her.] Natasha: Ok, this is totally gonna work, but you have to trust me. It'll work better if you pretend you're like my brother or something. [Natasha unbuttons a few of the top buttons of her shirt to show more cleavage.] Dawson: You did not just do that. Natasha: Do you want to get into this thing or not? Dawson: I'd be perfectly happy if we went right back to the car Natasha: Hey! It's our night off. We're going. [She knocks on the door and the guy comes out and instantly notices Natasha and her cleavage.] Natasha: Hi. Man: Hi. [Eddie turns to Joey trying to figure out why they are hiding.] Eddie: Not that I care Joey: Shh! He'll see us. Eddie: Who? That's the guy from the movie set. Joey: Yes. Eddie: And the guy from the movie set is the friend who gave you the tickets. Joey: Yeah, kind of. Eddie: And now we're hiding. Why? Joey: I don't know. Gut instinct. Eddie: This is ridiculous. Come on. Come on. Joey: Just wait till Eddie: no, no, come on, come on! [Eddie notices that they are no longer at the door, and the door is slowly closing and runs up to catch the door before it loses] [Scene: Inside the back door. The guy is looking over the guest list with another guy, while Dawson and Natasha wait. Eddie and Joey sneak past them while they are checking out the list] Guy: Yeah, if, uh... that's tonight's list, we should be on it. Natasha: Carr, Todd Carr, damage, inc. Big video director. You know, you guys probably spelled his name with a "K." Guy: As much as it pains me to tell you this, lady, if you're not the list, you're not on the list. Natasha: Well, isn't there some other list? Guy: Not tonight there's not. Natasha: Oh, well, maybe they messed up and put us on tomorrow's list. I mean, that could happen, that's possible right? I mean, why else would we have these backstage passes? Guy: Not my problem. Natasha: Well--ugh! Can't we work this out? Guy: Afraid not. [He pushes them both out the door.] [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. Jen and CJ are walking together to the Refreshments stand.] CJ: I didn't know Audrey was involved with anybody. Jen: Well, they just broke up, which is why I think she's been so crazy recently. I think that she's just having a hard time dealing. CJ: Yeah, things like that can be tough. You want anything? Jen: No, I'm fine. CJ: Just one coke, thanks. You know, to be honest, she seemed kind of single to me. Jen: Why, cause of that night at that party? CJ: Yeah, that, and other things. Jen: You know, she just got confused. It happens to the best of us. CJ: Yeah, it does. Jen: You know, for two people who aren't seeing each other, we end up alone an awful lot of the time. CJ: Yeah, you know, I've been thinking maybe we should talk about that. Jen: No, I don't-- I don't think that that is necessary. CJ: No, 'cause I feel bad, and I don't want to end up feeling worse. I mean, obviously, you have the wrong impression of me. Jen: No. No, I mean, there was no room for ambiguity when you refused to kiss me, so CJ: Ok, ok, hold on. I don't want you to think that I'm playing games with you or something. Jen: Because you're not? CJ: No, I'm not. I'm actually... interested in somebody else. Jen: Oh. I see, so, all that stuff about not being ready to date... just applied to me. CJ: No, Jen, I meant all that. I did. I'm not ready to be serious with somebody. This other girl... kind of took me by surprise. It just kind of happened. I mean, we were at the wrong place at the wrong time, things escalated. Jen: Did you sleep with this girl? [he just has a weird look on his face ] Wow, so, sleeping with people doesn't violate your moral code, but dating them does. CJ: Jen, let me explain something to you Jen: No, you have. Really well, too. And for future reference, when things escalate with a girl, that generally means that she's interested in you. CJ: Yeah, except when she's kind of messed up, already has a boyfriend. Jen, I think you're great. I think you're a great person. You're obviously a very good friend to Audrey, to everybody. Jen: What... what does Audrey have... oh, my god. It was Audrey. You slept with Audrey. CJ: It's not what you think, all right, she-- I messed up. [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. Pacey and Audrey are returning from getting a concert T-Shirt.] Audrey: So, thank you for the t-shirt. Pacey: Well, it is the least I can do for acting like a swine. Audrey: You weren't a swine. You were just... a guy. Pacey: I'd like to think that I get graded on a different curve than that. Perhaps the human being one. Audrey: It's not your responsibility to make me happy, Pacey. It's mine. Pacey: Well, let's be honest. You haven't been doing such a bang-up job of that lately, Audrey. Audrey: I miss you, ok? Pacey: I miss you, too. [He hugs her] Pacey: And honestly, I don't know how much more of this being down on yourself stuff I can take. Audrey: Yeah, well, what are you gonna do about it? Pacey: I'm just gonna have to make you feel better, aren't I? By force, if necessary. [he starts tickling her] Audrey: Aah! Pacey, no rough-housing in public! Pacey: Who's the old man now, huh? Audrey: Seriously, we might be lost. I think we should've left like a trail of popcorn or something. Pacey: We can't be lost. It's an arena. Speaking of, there's Jen. Jen! Audrey: Jen! Jen: Hey. Pacey: So, is it starting? Jen: Yeah, almost. Pacey: Well, excellent. Let's get in there, because I personally do not want to miss a single solitary second of... Audrey: No Doubt. It's on the t-shirt. Pacey: Right. No Doubt it is. So, let's go. Jen: You know, would you mind going in ahead, and Audrey and I are just gonna have a little chat? Pacey: Yeah, absolutely. Girl time. I'll see you in there. [Pacey leaves them alone] Audrey: What? Jen: I just wanted to tell you that I know about what happened with you and C.J. Audrey: Jen... I didn't know that you liked him so much. Like, I thought that you did, but I Jen: I don't want to talk about this. I just wanted to let you know that I know. [Jen begins walking away] Audrey: Jen, no, seriously, wait. Let's--let's do talk about it. I don't know, yell at me, do something, just-- I deserve it. It was a mistake. I'm sorry. It was a big mistake. Jen: Yeah, it was a mistake. Audrey: So, then yell at me. Jen: I don't want to yell at you. I don't have it in me to yell at you. You know, I've been holding back lately because I actually had some sympathy for you. I thought, "Audrey-- she's just confused. She's just messed up," but you're not. You're just sad. [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. The band has gn playing and we see the crowd is packed. We cut to the back rooms of the Stadium, in an area that looks like the heating rooms. Eddie and Joey are walking back there, and they can hear that the concert has already g*n.] [Band playing Hella Good] Joey: Wouldn't now be a good time to admit that we're lost? Eddie: We're not lost. Joey: Eddie, we seem to be moving away from the music. Eddie: Oh, so what you're saying is you don't trust me. Joey: Well, is there a reason I should? Have you done anything to demonstrate that you're in the least trustworthy? Eddie: Wow. Trust issues. I guess we are learning a few things about each other tonight, huh? Joey: You mean you're learning things about me. Eddie: Ok, wait here. Joey: Oh, no, you're not leaving me alone in this place. I'm pretty sure Freddy Krueger's second home is right around the corner. Eddie: 2 seconds, ok? 2 seconds, I swear. I'm sorry, Jo, but you're just gonna have to trust me on this one. Joey: Fine. [He goes into a room and Joey follows him and looks through the door and sees him talking to some guy. When she notices him turn towards the door she quickly goes back to where she was before.] Eddie: Ok. We're all set. Joey: So you gonna tell me what's going on now? [The man that Eddie was talking to comes out.] Father: Ok, you kids ready to go? Eddie: Uh, yeah. Joey, this is my dad. Dad, Joey. Father: Yeah. It's-- it's nice to meet you. Joey: You, too. [Eddie's Father goes to lead them on, and Joey has a huge smile on her face as the follow him] Eddie: What? Joey: Nothing. [Scene: Outside the No Doubt Concert. Dawson and Natasha are standing outside waiting for someone trying to sell tickets.] Natasha: So how does this whole scalping thing work exactly? Dawson: I don't know. I figured if I stood here long enough with $600 in my hand, somebody would come up to us and mutter "tickets" under their breath. Natasha: Heh! Well, I'm cold. Where'd you get all that cash, anyway? Dawson: What, just because I'm a glorified P.A., You think I can't afford to take my girlfriend to town every once in a while? Natasha: Oh, my god. You won the pool, didn't you? Dawson: Well... Natasha: No, wait. You fixed the pool. You're a lot craftier than people give you credit for. You know, I'm starting to think you had the right idea when you suggested bailing on this event. Dawson: Are you making me an offer I can't refuse, or are you just cold? Natasha: Um, both. Plus, dating's for shmucks, and what we're doing is much more fun. Dawson: What, sneaking around at work? Natasha: I thought you liked sneaking around at work. Dawson: Oh, I do, but we're not fooling anybody. Natasha: Sure we are. We're fooling ourselves, which is what makes it all so incredibly dangerous. And sexy. And fun. [they begins kissing and making out on the hood of a car, when a horse cop stops behind them.] [Horse neighs] Natasha: Oh, my god, it's black beauty. Hey, boy! Cop: You kids have any reason to be here, other than the obvious one? Dawson: Uh, no, sir. Well, yeah, actually, we do. We thought we had-- well, we did have tickets but Cop: But you sold them? Dawson: No, we didn't-- we didn't sell them. It turned--they were for tomorrow, but we got the dates messed up. Cop: And that explains why you're carrying such a large amount of cash on you? Dawson: Excuse me? Cop: You have several hundred dollars there, son. Dawson: No--yeah, I do, but it's-- it's not for that, it's for the Natasha: Me. It's for me. He was trying to short me, and I told him, "no way. "No way am I gonna do you in this parking lot for a penny less than $600." Cop: What's this, some kind of game to you, miss? Dawson: No, it's not. That's not what she-- look, I can-- I can explain this, really, I can. Cop: And you will at the station. [into his Walkie Talkie] I need a check-by in the southwest corner, over. Dawson: You're arresting us? Cop: No, I'm taking you with me. If she say one more word, I'm arresting you. Natasha: Cool! [A cop car pulls up] Natasha: Let's go. [Child-like voice] Bye, horsey! [She grabs Dawson] Come here. [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. The Band is playing their second song to the crowd. Everyone is up and jumping to the music. Cut to outside the seating area. Audrey comes out of the bathroom to find CJ waiting for her.] [Band playing Underneath It All] Audrey: Go away! CJ: I need to talk to you. Audrey: Well, I don't want to talk to you. Don't you get that? It was a mistake, a gigantic mistake. CJ: Why didn't you tell me you had a boyfriend? Audrey: Just leave him out of this, ok? CJ: No, come here, come here. Audrey: C.J. CJ: Come here. Audrey: C.J., Stop! CJ: Yeah, well, he's in this, whether you like it or not. Audrey: Well, you know what? He's not! He has nothing to do with it. CJ: Ok, and the reason you came home with me the other night is because you're so overwhelmingly happy with him. Audrey: Ugh! CJ: I'm sorry. I'm not trying to mess with your head here. I just--I like you, Audrey, and you're the only reason I came here tonight. Audrey: Well, then I guess that was your first mistake. CJ: I know things are complicated, but you gotta understand that I haven't felt like toward someone in a long time. Audrey: No, it's been a long time since you had sex, and you're incredibly grateful because you're incredibly messed up, which should've been obvious from the second Jen met you, because generally, people who are into helping other people are about 10,000 times more messed up than the people they're helping. CJ: You know what? You're probably right. But that doesn't change the fact that I like you. Audrey: You have got to stop this. I am sure that under there somewhere there is a nice guy, and you are obviously just trying to help me out, but what happened between us, it's just-- it's the way that the world works, ok? Pretty much all the time, girls run around and feel bad about themselves. They're either too weak or too stupid to go home alone. So, sometimes guys just win the lottery. That's it. It doesn't mean anything. [Pacey comes out to find Audrey] Pacey: Hey, you've been gone a year. What's going on? Audrey: Nothing. I'm sorry. Pacey: You guys--you guys having a problem out here? Audrey: No. We barely know each other. CJ: Yeah, right. Pacey: Excuse me? CJ: Nothing. I just think if you took care of your girlfriend a little bit better Pacey: If I did what? Audrey: Nothing. He said nothing. Go away, C.J. CJ: You really want me to leave you alone with this guy that makes you so miserable? Audrey: Yes. Now. Pacey: Is this a joke? Did he really just say that to me? Audrey: C.J., Please, if what you said was true about me, about the other night, then you will just leave, walk away. Pacey: Wait. What about the other night? CJ: And if I don't? Audrey: C.J., Leave, now! CJ: You really think you're gonna be happier with him than you obviously were with me? [Pacey decks CJ, and they get into a fight] Audrey: You guys! [Security comes and pulls them apart.] Security: Come on, break it up, break it up. Come on, break it up. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The No Doubt Concert. The band is playing another song, while the crowd is screaming along to the music. Joey and Eddie are watching the Show from high up above the stage.] [Band playing Magic's in the Makeup] Joey: You're dad seems nice. Eddie: He said four words to you, and he thinks your name is Josie. Joey: I don't mind. Eddie: He is...nice. You know, he works hard, puts food on the table, doesn't cheat on my mom, solid, steady, always around. Joey: Sounds more like the second coming. Eddie: Yeah. Yeah, he's just not too big on the encouragement front. Not real into higher education. Joey: And that explains why you didn't go to college. Eddie: Oh, I went to college. Joey: You did? Yeah. Eddie: Yeah, one semester. Dropped out. Things have to happen to you at the exact right time in your life, or they're meaningless. Joey: Meaningless? Eddie: Yeah. Like this. Like right now. I mean, this could've happened yesterday and been meaningless. But it's not, is it? Joey: No, it isn't. [Eddie and Joey intertwine their fingers] [Scene: Outside the No Doubt Concert. Emma and Pacey are in the parking lot alone. Emma is sitting on the bumper of a car, while Pacey is frantically pacing back and forth] Emma: You just had to get us kicked out, didn't you? Couldn't possibly have waited till after the acoustical set? Pacey: Feel free to go back any time, because you're really not needed here. Emma: Well, I did figure I might decrease the odds of another one in your group either having sex or possibly beating each other to a pulp. Pacey: You don't think I had the right to punch that guy? Emma: She's not your girlfriend anymore, mate! Not that it would make it ok even if she were. Pacey: He took advantage of her! He saw that she was messed up and he preyed on her, which in my books makes him one notch below pond scum. Emma: Right, right, must be that, because women are such helpless idiots they couldn't possibly make an informed decision about who they sleep with, could they? Pacey: I know Audrey. This is not her. I cannot believe she would sleep with that guy. Emma: Is it so difficult for you just to admit that she hurt you? Or that you might feel a little guilty about the way things ended, or that possibly, despite all your protestations to the contrary, that you still want to save this girl? Pacey: Of course, it's difficult. It just is. [Scene: the No Doubt Concert. The parking garage. Jen is putting a bag of ice on Eddie's swollen cheek.] Jen: Would you quit squirming? You're lucky I'm even talking to you right now. CJ: This is bringing you a great deal of satisfaction, isn't it? Jen: No, actually, it's not. CJ: You're not thinking to yourself right now that I deserve this? Jen: No. You and Audrey are both adults, and I am not gonna sit here and apply some ridiculous double standard to the situation, just because my feelings got a little bit hurt. CJ: I'm sorry about that. I wish that hadn't happened. Jen: Yeah, I know. You know, all that stuff that you've been saying is finally starting to sink in, all that stuff that you've been telling me about yourself, and I guess that if it's true, then it probably really sucks to be you right now because no matter how nominally together you think you are, if your fondest desire is to start hanging out with Audrey, then chances are, it's not gonna stay that way. And you know what? If I ever got it into my head to do what you do, you know, to help people, I would be a hell of a lot better at it than you are. [Scene: Outside the No Doubt Concert. Elsewhere in the Parking garage. Jack and David are walking together talking about the night.] Jack: So you really don't mind taking Audrey home? David: Well, sure, I mind, but, you know, my inner drama queen respects her refusal to come out of the bathroom till Jen and Pacey leave. Jack: Heh heh heh! Thanks, man. I just don't want to ditch Jen, you know. I mean, I don't think this evening turned out quite the way she planned. David: Hmm. Yeah. I know the feeling. Jack: So, we're, uh, not doing too well at this, are we? David: Well, the hanging out has been good. But the dating? I think it's safe to say that when two gay guys go on a date, and each ends up going home with a hot blond girl, something's definitely not working. Jack: Yeah. [Scene: Outside the police station. Natasha and Dawson come outside and Natasha hops on Dawson's back for a piggyback ride.] Natasha: Quick, make a break for it before he comes! Dawson: I can't-- I can't--you are still not taking this seriously. Natasha: We didn't get arrested. They just gave us a warning. Dawson: They gave us one phone call. Natasha: Ohh! They were having fun, like us. Oh, come on! This entire evening has been fun, from start to finish, and you know it. Dawson: Yes, this has been fun. I'm starting to think you might be insane, but Natasha: but what? You haven't ever gone out with an insane person before? Dawson: No, I have, just... not in a good way. Natasha: Mmm. [they begin kissing and Todd comes storming out of the police station] Todd: Ok, shag wits, to the car! Let's go! Chop, bloody chop! Or am I gonna have to throw cold water on you both? Dawson: I think he's mad. Natasha: Real mad. Todd: For the record, never let it be said that Todd Carr is a man who's not in love with being in love. I think both my movies and my life reflect my deep and abiding commitment to getting two good-looking young people together and having a bit of fun now and again. However... as leery here bloody well knows... Dawson: You're also a man who's in love with sleep. Todd: To the car. Now. Both: [Suppressing laughter] Natasha: [Imitating Todd] To the car. Both: Heh heh heh! [Scene: The College Dorms. Eddie and Joey are walking up to the door of Joey's Dorm room.] Eddie: So...this is it? Joey: Yeah. Eddie: Yeah. Joey: Yeah. Eddie: End of the night. Joey: Yeah. Eddie: Heh heh. [He reaches his hand out for her. Think he wants to shake hands, she takes his hand and then he pulls her over to a bench outside her dorm room. Eddie: So you never did tell me what yours is like. Joey: My dad? Eddie: Yeah. Well, come on. I showed you mine. Joey: Mmph. Let's just call him the opposite and leave it at that. Eddie: Opposite. As in not solid, not hard-working. Joey: Um... he's a big fan of cheating on my mom. Um, he's definitely not the type to do some back-breaking job for 25 years when there's easy money to be made in the less law-abiding sectors of the economy. Eddie: You make him sound like a criminal. Joey: Well, that's what the district attorneys call him. Eddie: Hmph. Joey: I still think of him as dad. Eddie: Wow. Well, you know, he must've done something right. Joey: Why? 'Cause I turned out so well? Eddie: What, you think being entombed in these hallowed halls equals turning out well? Joey: Well, it's a start, isn't it? Eddie: I'm gonna have to do more work on you than I thought. Joey: You think there's something wrong with these hallowed halls? Eddie: No. Not if you're here for the right reason. Joey: Well, my dad... when he actually was around was very good on the encouragement part in that "dream-big, little-girl, you-can-be-anything you-want-to-be" sort of way. Eddie: I see. And what is it you want to be, little girl? Joey: Hmph! I don't know. Guess I'm a work in progress. [They begins kissing] Eddie: Good night. Joey: Good night. [Eddie gets up and leaves and Joey watches him go, and the camera fades to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x08 - Spiderwebs"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 609 - Everything Put Together Falls Apart In this episode: Dawson discovers his jealous side when Natasha is drawn to a handsome new actor who arrives to the set. Meanwhile, Joey spends the night at Eddie's apartment but misses Professor Heston's final exam, putting her scholarship at risk. Pacey invites Emma to his office party under false pretenses and the angry sparks between the two turn to passion. Original Airdate: November 20, 2002 [Scene: The Movie set. The set has been made up like the set of Saturday Night Fever, with a lot of people dressed in 70's Clothing and disco dancing ] [Disco music playing] Todd: All Right. And cut on rehearsal. Dawson: Here you go. Todd: Oh, you're a bloody lifesaver. Dawson: All right, that's your fourth one today. I'm thinking of staging an intervention. Todd: Ever since a certain idiot assistant convinced me to quit smoking, I've turned into some sort of cyborg-like eating machine. Dawson: Uh, I don't know, this isn't nicotine-Jones Todd, this is more like nervous-Todd. Todd: Nervous-Todd? Dawson: One of the many faces of Todd. There's drunk- and-belligerent-Todd, there's sober- and-belligerent-Todd, there's creepy/horny-Todd. The rarest of them all is sweet-Todd, but that's usually accompanied by hidden-agenda-Todd. Todd: Thanks for the abuse, mate. Truly. Spot-on. Dawson: You know... I find it depressing that even you are thrown into a tizzy just 'cause some guy is coming to sh*t a cameo. Todd: I seem to remember a certain assistant getting all hot and bothered simply transferring a call from A... Mr. Spielberg. Dawson: Ok, that was completely different. Spielberg is a cinema god. Max Winter is just some lame movie star. Todd: Yeah, well, that so-called lame movie star could do for this project what Janet Leigh did for psycho or Drew Barrymore did for scream. D-do you have any idea what we went through to book him, Dawson? We're extremely lucky it worked out, mate. Max: Todd Carr, you freakin' genius! I finally get to work with you, and I get klled off in the first 15 minutes? Todd: Fear not, me ol' mocker, we're bringing you back in the sequel as a flesh-eating zombie. Sounds great, but we gotta work around Spielberg. Todd: Indeed. Indeed. Max: Hi. I'm max. Dawson: Hi. Dawson, Todd's assistant. You--you're really gonna work with Spielberg? Max: Yeah, we finally worked out our schedules for this project. So, after we sh*t, you guys gotta show me where to have some fun around here. What do you say, Dawson? Dawson: Sure. Max: And, uh, as for my co-star? Todd: The lovely Natasha. Max: Yes. I will definitely need a word with her. I always like to, uh, get to know whoever I'm working with. Todd: [Chuckles] [He looks from Max to Todd and sees the angry look on Dawson's face.] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is sitting at the bar studying, when Eddie comes over to join her at the bar.] Eddie: Hey. Joey: Hey. Did you just get here? Eddie: Yeah, 10 minutes ago. I didn't wanna disturb your studying. Joey: Oh, you couldn't disturb me any more than this stupid song. Could you please kll whoever put this on the jukebox? Eddie: That would be me. Joey: Oh. Sorry. It-it's just I'm trying to study, and it's my last final, and it's for Heston's class, so, of course, there's a lot of ground to cover, and I wanna do really well, you know, and it's-- it's this song. I Eddie: So, why don't you just study at the library? Joey: I tried. It's packed. There are people sitting on the floor in the bathroom of the library. Eddie: What about the dorm? Joey: Too many parties. Most people are done with finals. When I left, they were having a naked slippy-slide down the hall. Eddie: Mmm. Mmm. Joey: Ha ha. Eddie: Mmm. Ha ha. Well, you know, you could, you could go to my place. Joey: Well, well, well. Sounds suspiciously like a lame attempt to get me into your bed, Mr. Doling. Eddie: Well, you may get in my bed, if you please, ms. Potter, but unfortunately for me, I'll be here. I work till close. But you can study as long as you want and just leave the keys under the mat when you go. [She quickly begins packing up all her books before he can even finish speaking] Joey: You are amazing. Eddie: Well, you know. Joey: The best. Eddie: Keys. Joey: Thank you. The best. Eddie: Have fun. [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Emma is angrily cleaning the toilet, when Pacey comes walking by the open door dressed for work. He stops and turns to talk to her.] Emma: [Under her breath] Stupid male flat mate. Buggery wuggery wnkr Pacey: Emma. There you are. Wow. May I say that you are looking ravishing today? Emma: And yet I can't even see you because you're so transparent. What do you want, Pacey? Pacey: Very intuitive of you. I do actually need a small favor. Emma: Ok, but first I have a question for you as I sit here scrubbing up our collective filth. Pacey: sh*t. Emma: Have you ever even heard of a toilet brush? Pacey: Yes. It's the little brush you're using to clean the toilet. [She throws the toilet brush at him] Pacey: Ooh! Ow, ha ha, ok. All right, I--I deserve that. That's fine. And that favor I was asking for, it's not really a favor so much. It's really, uh, it's like a proposition, which, I think you'll have to agree with me, is a far more enticing word. Emma: Spare me the sales pitch, Pacey, and get on with it. I have band practice in an hour. Pacey: Well, to outfit yourself for said proposition, which you have yet to hear the dazzling details of, you will be needing a new dress, and I am willing to take you to a house of high fashion and buy you said new dress, which will become your favorite dress. It will, in fact, become your head-turning dress, and it will only be complete when it is filled out, by you, tomorrow night at my big office party. Emma: No. See, sitting in a fluorescent-lit office with a bunch of depressing, uptight suits getting drunk and pretending to be merry until one of them gropes me in the copy room sounds like a load of something, Pacey, but it's certainly not fun. Pacey: It would actually be my guess that they'll turn off the fluorescent lights and go with those twinkly little string lights 'cause they're cheery and it's a holiday party. Emma: And yet my answer is still no. Pacey: Ok, fine. I'll pay you 25 bucks. Emma: So now I'm a prosttute? Pacey: [Laughs] No, of course not. I'll make you a deal. I will clean this bathroom and wash those dishes for 2 weeks. Emma: 6 months! Pacey: What?! [Scoffs] One month. Emma: 2 months or no deal. Pacey: Oh, yeah. You're tryin' to play hardball. Uh-uh. [He turns and walks away, but quickly returns] Pacey: [Mumbling] Ok, fine! Deal! Emma: [Laughs] All right, well, I am gonna go to band practice. I'll be back later so you can buy me my new dress. See ya later. [Scene: Natasha's Trailer. Natasha and Dawson are sitting together on the couch talking about things, including the new cameo actor Max.] Natasha: Oh, my god. I'm gonna meet Max Winter! I'm gonna act with Max Winter. Dawson: He's got a lot of hair, that guy. Natasha: I'm gonna kiss Max Winter. [Knock on door] Natasha: Ah. Max: Hi. I'm Max. Natasha: Uh-huh. Max: I believe we're gonna be working together. Natasha: Uh-huh. Max: I was wondering if you wanted to run some lines. Natasha: Uh-huh. Max: Cool. [Max comes in and sees Dawson sitting on the Couch] Max: Oh, hello again. Dawson: Hey, max. Max: Hey, if I'm interrupting you guys, I Natasha: No. Sit. Run lines. Great. [They begin going through lines in the script] Max: Ahem. "There's a kller on the loose in this city, baby. "Streets aren't safe for a girl like you." Natasha: "I'm all woman and nobody's baby." [He stops and turns to Dawson who has gotten up and headed to the other end of the trailer.] Max: Hey. Um... would you mind leaving us alone? You see, when I'm rehearsing, I--I feel really... vulnerable. Dawson: Right, of course, I'll--I'll leave you guys alone. Max: Thanks. Dawson, right? Dawson: Right. Max: Thanks, Dawson. [Dawson leaves] [Scene: The Dress Shop. Emma and Pacey are shopping for a dress for Emma to wear to the party. Emma is going through the dresses, and Pacey is getting impatient.] Pacey: What about this one? Emma: [Laughs] That looks like something my grandmother would wear. Pacey: It's slit halfway up the thigh! Emma: What can I say? My gran's a sexy lady. Pacey: All right, look, we've been here for over an hour. Would you please just try on one? Emma: I just don't see what's wrong with my regular clothes. Pacey: Your regular clothes are held together with safety pins. Emma: I'm cultivating a look. Called individuality. Ever heard of it? Pacey: And this is called I'm buying you a free dress, so stop complaining. You ever heard of that? Now, just try these on, please. Thank you. Emma: [Emma groans] [Cut to the dressing area. Pacey waits outside as Emma tries on the dresses.] Emma: Emma: I just--I don't see what the big deal is about some little office party. Pacey: You know, there's actually a small confession I should probably make about this little office party. 'Cause it's not like your average typical office party. It's more of a, uh, s [Emma comes out in a hot black dress, which stops Pacey in the middle of his sentence.] Emma: A what? Pacey: Damn. Emma: I know. I look ridiculous. I feel ridiculous. Pacey: No, no. That's it. That's the dress. Emma: Are you sure? It's $300. Pacey: Ok, well, then $300 it is because that's it. You look amazing, Emma. You've got to wear that tomorrow night. [Scene: Eddies Apartment. Eddie comes home to find Joey asleep on his bed. He pulls the blankets up on to her, and then goes to sleep on the floor next to the bed. Cut to the next morning, where we wee Joey still asleep in bed. The camera pans past the clock which reads 6:20am, and over to Eddie who takes a seat next to the bed with a cup of hot coffee, and he reaches over and brushes the hair off Joey's face, and whispers to wake her up.] Eddie: [Whispering] Joey. Joey. Hi. Joey: [Laughs] See, I told you you'd find a way for me to end up in your bed. Eddie: It was all part of my devilish plan. Joey: I knew it. Eddie: Here. I know it's early, but I didn't want you to miss your test. Do you know, I don't know your morning routine. Maybe you need some time to adjust to consciousness and all that. Joey: Very considerate Mr. Dolling, but I'm ready for it. I swear, I know this stuff so well, I'm gonna set the curve. Eddie: I knew you could do it, tiger. [she kisses him] Eddie: What was that for? Joey: For calling me tiger. I kinda liked it. Eddie: [Chuckles] So, once you nailed the material, did you make good use of your private time in my humble abode? Joey: What do you mean? Eddie: You know, looking for skeletons in closets, deep dark secrets hidden away in drawers. Joey: Now, what kind of a person would do that? Eddie: Oh, all people. Joey: All right. Just the medicine cabinet, and we'll discuss the dandruff shampoo later, but I practically tripped over your ice skates, what's that about? Eddie: Ah, I--I play hockey. Joey: They were figure skates. Eddie: All right, so I may skate a little. You know, I happen to possess a certain masculine grace. Joey: You think I'm gonna let you get away with that one, huh? Eddie: Well, then I guess I'm gonna have to figure out a way to keep you quiet. [They begin kissing. When Joey stops them after a bit] Eddie: I have to tell you something. Now there's a sentence every guy loves to hear at moments like these. Joey: [Laughs] No, it's just, you know, um, Eddie, you know, I'm--I'm-- [Sighs] I'm not the kind of girl who sleeps with a guy after only one date. Eddie: Really? Because I usually sleep with girls after only one date, like, at least once a week. Joey: No. All I'm saying is that... I have a certain pattern when it comes to sex. Um, long, protected, tension-filled waiting period. You know, full of dramatic buildup, you know, possibly lasting years Eddie: Joey, I wasn't, you know, expecting anything here. I don't mind taking it slow. Joey: That's nice, um, but, um, it's not what I mean. See... I was sort of telling you about my pattern because... when I woke up this morning, I reached my arm across the bed kind of wishing that you hadn't taken the floor last night. And, um... I was lying here just trying to think of one reason not to break my tradition with you, right here, and I couldn't think of one. You can say something quick right now before I die of embarrassment. [He kisses her.] Eddie: How's that? Is that ok? Joey: That'll do. That'll do. [Both laugh] [They begin making out then go back onto the bed, begin making out, and he lies her down on the bed, and camera fades] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Eddie's Apartment Later on. Eddie and Joey are lying asleep in bed after having had sex, Joey wakes and looks into Eddie's eyes as he awakes too.] Eddie: Hi. Joey: Hi. Eddie: Would it be incredibly corny if I told you how beautiful you look right now? Joey: Yes, and entirely inappropriate since I plan on never calling you again. Eddie: Well, ahem, then at least let me make you some French toast as a way of saying good-bye and best wishes. Joey: Well, that could be arranged, but only if you help me study while we eat. Eddie: I think I could do that. How much time you have? Joey: My exam's at 9:00 and it was barely sunrise when you woke me up, so it can't be much later than that, right? Eddie: Yeah. Are you saying that a proper amount of time wasn't paid to a Joey: Nothing like that. Let me see. [reaches up and grabs the clock] 11:00! Oh, my god! It's 11:00! Eddie: Wait. Are--are you sure? Joey: How could you let me fall asleep? Eddie: I didn't. I mean, I did, you know, but we both sorta just passed out and it was nice. Joey: It was nice? Eddie: Yeah, it was. Look, maybe I'm more fond of spooning than the average guy. Ok, I'm sorry I let you fall asleep, but I didn't know I had to be on Potter-watch. Joey: Oh, and I suppose it's my fault for not saying, "hey, Eddie, don't let me sleep through my monstrously important exam." Yes, it was a nice moment, but one we could've had later on today before my life is ruined. How could I sleep here last night? What the hell was I thinking? Eddie: Ok, calm down. Ok? Joey: I have one hour left in my 3-hour exam. I'm 20 minutes away from campus, and you're telling me to calm down? Eddie: All right, come on. Look, I'll have you there in 10 minutes. Let's go. Joey: All right, all right all right, all right. [Scene: Eddie's Car outside the English building. The pull up and Joey begins to open the door even before the car is fully stopped.] Eddie: Joey, hey, Joey, Joey! [She runs out ignoring him and goes into the class room, where everyone is already taking the test. She quickly takes a seat and opens the test.] Instructor: That's half-hour. You have 30 minutes to complete the exam. [Scene: Pacey's Workplace. Pacey is sitting alone waiting for Emma, when Rich come over with an attractive woman in tow.]] Rich: Witter. Allow me to introduce the lovely Candace, my date for this evening's festivities. Pacey: Pleasure to meet you. Candace: Likewise. Rich: And where might your date be? Pacey: She's on her way. Rich: Hmm. [Emma comes in. She has altered her dress by cutting it up and adding safety pins to accentuate it.] Emma: Oh! God. Sorry. Hi, Pacey. I almost couldn't find you. There's so many suits, it's like looking for one individual cow in a whole field of 'em. Hi. I'm Emma. Rich: Hi. Rich Rinaldi. And this is Candace. What a fabulous dress. Emma: Thank you. Pacey bought it for me. I did have to make a few modifications, of course. I hope he doesn't mind. Pacey: Oh, no, no. Not at all. Um, could you two excuse us for just one second? Emma, may I have a word in private? Be right back. Rich: [Chuckles] Uh-huh. [He takes her into the conference room.] Pacey: What did you do to that dress? Emma: You don't like it? Pacey: Like it? I spent $300 on it and I might as well have bought you a box of rags. Emma: Rags? Are you kidding me? Feel this fabric. This is the good stuff. The kitchen shears went through it like butter. Pacey: I--I don't even know what to say to that. Emma: I shall be by the punch bowl. If you like twirling me about, come find me. [Scene: The movie Set. Natasha and Max are shting their scene on the dance floor in the 70's disco party.] [Disco music playing] Natasha: So, do you want to talk all night or do you want to dance? Max: First things first, baby. [They begins dancing really bad disco dancing] Todd: And... cut! Beautiful! That was hot, guys! Loved it! They've got really good chemistry, didn't you think? Dawson: Uh, sure. Yeah. Max: Yeah. That last take was kller, huh? Natasha: I was totally in the moment. [Cut to Dawson who can hear them through the headset he is wearing] Max: Yeah, me, too. So, your boyfriend probably isn't too happy about me kissing you. Natasha: Oh, I don't have a boyfriend. Max: What about that guy from your trailer? Are you two Natasha: Who? Dawson? God, no, he's a P.A. Max: That's cool. So do you wanna work on the dance moves again? Natasha: Sure. Max: Out...and back [We see Todd who is standing behind Dawson talking to some of the other crew members, but he is also wearing his headphones and heard everything too. Ho goes over behind Dawson and puts a comforting hand on his shoulder.] Todd: Dawson. Dawson: Yeah. Todd: Could you get me a cup of coffee, mate? Dawson: Sure. [Scene: Outside Heston's House. Joey goes up to the door and knocks. Heston comes and opens the door, and isn't surprised to see Joey there.] [Doorbell rings] Heston: Oh, goodie, I was hopin' it was you. Joey: I'm sorry to bother you at home. I went to your office and your classroom. I couldn't find you, and I really need to talk to you. Heston: Yeah, no, I know, I was made aware of your situation through the 27 messages you left on my office voicemail. Joey: Well, look, I studied for your test more than I've ever studied for anything in my life. And you know how far I've come in your class, it's just that-- well, I lost track of time and Heston: Gazing into the abyss of your future again? Joey: Look, let me have a re-test. Heston: No. Joey: Look, I was up all night studying! I fell asleep and then I woke up early, before sunrise early, and then I fell back asleep, and I was disoriented, I wasn't even in my own Heston: Wasn't even in your own what? Joey: I wasn't even in my own room. Heston: Look... it is your responsibility to get to the test on time, and since you couldn't get past question number one, that's an atmatic "f," which brings your grade for the semester to a nice, healthy "D." So, you see, it-it's not so bad. You still pass. Night, Potter. Joey: Oh, professor Heston, no matter how you feel about me personally, you can't be this vindictive. Heston: All right, now, see, that's where you're wrong. This is not about vindictiveness. This is about rationality. I have to apply the same set of standards to all of my students or else I'm really not being fair. It's nothin' personal. It's a tough break, kid. I feel for ya. [Heston closes the good, and Joey just goes and sits on the steps of the porch and begins crying into her hands.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Movie Set. The 70's Disco set. Max is lying on the ground with fake blood all over his shirt, and Natasha is kneeling next to him and crying. The rest of the people are standing all around them looking on. ] Natasha: I won't let you die. Max: It's too late for me, baby. Just promise me one thing. Keep on dancing. Natasha: Noooooo! [Cut over to Dawson and Todd who are watching the sht through the monitor on the table in front of them.] Todd: And...cut! That was beautiful! Check the gate! That's a wrap on max! Let's all congratulate Max on a job well done, yeah? [Applause] Todd: And on schedule. Hate to lose you, mate. You did a fabulous job. Max: Ahh. I know. Todd: Right. [Todd and Max walk off and Natasha comes bouncing over to Dawson.] Natasha: Hey! Dawson: Hey. Natasha: So aren't you gonna say anything about my performance? Dawson: Yeah, you were-- you were great. You're always great. You're a-- a real actress, Natasha. Natasha: Yeah, I was just ok, but isn't Max amazing? Dawson: Yeah, he's really good. Natasha: Um, so, listen, I know we had plans to hang out tonight, but Max sorta asked me to have a drink. You know, kind of a good-bye, nice workin'-with-ya sorta thing. You can totally come if you want to. Dawson: You know what I just remembered? Uh, Todd wanted to go over the sht list for tomorrow. Natasha: Ok, but maybe I could come by later... after I get back? Dawson: Yeah, sure. Natasha: Great. Bye. [Scene: Pacey's Workplace. The party is going on, and Emma is eating a pig in a blanket, while Pacey is eating a baby ear of corn, by nibbling the corn off rather than eating the whole thing.] Emma: [Laughs] Oh, my god. You have to try one of these piggety blankety thingies, they're amazing! Pacey: You obviously weren't raised on 'em like I was. [Emma looks at Pacey as he nibbles away and begins snickering] Pacey: What? Emma: Didn't you specialize in haute cuisine or some such nonsense before you became a raging sellout? Pacey: Your point being? Emma: You can just chomp those things down there, Pacey. Pacey: Oh, sure, but then I'd lose the comic effect, and it'd be far less charming. Emma: Oh, I see. This is your dating schtick, is it? How you nibble delicately on that petite corn. Pacey: This isn't workin' for ya? Emma: [Laughs] Very dainty. Pacey: Ok, now, admit it. You are having fun. Emma: Oh, I admit nothing, I am simply giddy on all the free food. Pacey: And your charming and chivalrous date, of course. Emma: Ah, don't get any ideas on me, Pacey. Pacey: Oh, I'm not. I'm just sayin'. [Rich comes over to join them again] Rich: Hey, Emma, right? That is a great dress. Emma: Thank you. Rich: It's just so stylish and unique, what--with what you did with all the pins. Emma: Oh, I see. You're taking the piss, aren't you? Rich: I'm sorry? Emma: Taking the piss. Having a laugh at my expense 'cause you think my dress is stupid and you're a small-minded jerk who's no doubt... small in other areas as well. Pacey: [Laughs] Emma, do you want to go use the dance floor? Rich: Wow. She dances, too. Well, you're practically a member of fg's gng, aren't you? Emma: How delightfully condescending of you, dick. Rich: Rich. Emma: I know. Now, tell me, when you woke up this morning and picked your little outfit, did you think, "hmm, I want to look like a money-grubbing schmuck with no imagination," or is that just a happy accident? Pacey: Well, that's one of life's little mysteries we're just not gonna solve tonight, so, shall we? Rich: Keep your mouth shut, Witter. Your special friend here is doing [British accent] A splendid job ruining your image all by herself. Emma: You know what? I'm going to go to the loo before I say something Pacey regrets. [She leaves them] Rich: Oh, oh, oh, Witter. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey comes somberly into the bar, and Eddie grabs her apron from behind the bar and hands it to her. She half-heartedly takes it from him.] Joey: Thanks. Eddie: So I've been thinking... it's gonna be ok. I mean, all you gotta do is talk to Heston, reason with him. I'm sure--I'm sure he'll understand. Joey: I tried, actually. Um...surprisingly, he doesn't care. That's it. I'm gonna lose my scholarship. It's over. Eddie: Well, let's not get melodramatic. Joey: Melodramatic? Eddie: I'm--I'm just saying relax, you know? I think maybe you're having a little worst-case-scenario freak-out here. Maybe you're forgetting the bigger things at hand. Joey: Oh, what exactly is bigger than my getting kicked out of college? Eddie: You see? You've already escalated from losing your scholarship to getting kicked out of school. You just take all this stuff way too seriously. Joey: Oh, and I guess what I'm learning about you is that you don't take anything seriously. Eddie: No, I just try to pay attention to the things that matter. Joey: And what matters to you, Eddie, because to me, Worthington is kind of a ride out of a previously lacking existence! You know, I don't know what your dreams are, so I don't know how to explain it to you. It-- you know, come to think of it, I don't really know anything about you at all. Eddie: Well, I don't know. You're usually pretty good at assuming things about me. Joey: Yeah. Everything I think about you, I've pretty much strung together through flimsy assumptions. Eddie: Well, maybe your powers of deduction are particularly strong. Joey: You know what? Maybe I should have just stuck to my original pattern. Eddie: Oh, yeah, because that was making you so happy. Joey: Well, at least I knew what I was getting myself into. Everything new I try just seems to backfire. Eddie: That's how people grow up, Jo. They learn from their mistakes. Joey: Yeah, well, I guess what I'm learning is that avoiding Joey Potter's path less taken is probably the smarter way to go. Eddie: Look... I'm sorry you missed your test... but I don't want what happened last night to be a mistake to you. But I guess it was. [Scene: The women's bathroom. Emma is in one of the stalls while two women are out by the mirror, primping and talking to each other.] Woman 1: I got this one in the bag. Woman 2: I don't know. I'm lookin' pretty hot tonight Woman 1: hey, how about that punk freak? What is she even doing here? Woman 2: I don't know. Did you get a load of her accent? It's totally fake. Woman 1: I know, and I heard she was really rude to rich. [Emma comes out to join them] Emma: Why shouldn't I be? He's a little wnkr. Woman 1: Yeah, but don't you want to win? Emma: Win what? Woman 2: You mean you don't know what this party's really about? Emma: I'm sorry. What are you talking about? Woman 2: It's a contest. The guy with the hottest date wins 1,000 bucks. [Scene: Pacey's workplace party. Pacey is waiting for Emma to come back, and rich comes walking over to join him.] Rich: Where's your sassy pseudo-punk, Witter? I was hoping for another round. Pacey: Well, surprisingly, she doesn't want to be here right now. And I can't say that I really blame her. Rich: Then why have you been wolfing down the empanadas all night? Pacey: The way you treated her was unnecessary, rich. Emma's not the girl who's gonna play down to your outdated stereotype of the lesser sex. In fact, she's probably the most eloquent and passionate person I've met in a long, long time, and she has far too much grace to be lowering herself to your playing field. Rich: That was beautiful, Witter. I'm sorry your poignant outburst was wasted on me. Pacey: That's not a problem. I've wasted the better part of my evening playing this pathetic game. Rich: If you consider this such a waste of your time, we could remedy that come Monday morning. It's all well and good, this back and forth, but what you seem to have forgotten or what you actually never learned is that I'm your boss. You're not precious to me. In fact, you're on thin ice. You watch it when you open your mouth up to me, Witter. I'm not your friend. I'm the guy who's in charge of your future, which is currently bleak. So we'll [Scene: The Hotel bar. Dawson and Todd are going over the sht list while having a few drinks.] Todd: Then we'll do that bit where she's in the shower. And then we're done. Dawson: Cool. Todd: So speaking of, what are you two lovebirds up to tonight? Dawson: Nothing. Nothing. She's, uh--she's out... with max. Todd: I see. And so you're... Dawson: Sitting here thinking of ways I could kll him. Todd: Productive. Dawson: I don't know what I'm doing, Todd. This isn't like me. I... she lied about our relationship, and I heard her on the headphones. I had a chance to confront her about it, and I didn't. And now she's out with him. She's actually out with him right now, and I didn't say a word about it. So what the hell am I doing? Todd: You're doing what's smart. Look... if you confront her on a little white lie, the likelihood is she'll get mighty upset that you were eavesdropping, and that's it for you and your shagging privileges for the rest of the sh*t. I say ignore it. I say ignore it and just try and enjoy the rest of the time you have together. Look, you may very well be the love of Natasha's life. But sadly, you don't affect her next movie offer, plain and simple. So I say just forget about it. No big thing. Dawson: So that's your advice? Just sweep it under the rug like nothing happened? Todd: Yeah, that is my advice, you cheeky bugger. Dawson: That's terrible advice. Todd: And yet good advice if you want to keep shagging Natasha. Dawson: Arrgh! I wish she didn't have this power over me. It's like--sometimes I look at her and I... I forget my own name. It's like all I can think about is Todd: sex? [Everyone in the bar heard him, and turned to stare at them.] Dawson: Yeah. Todd: You see? And they know that. And that's how they walk all over us. Dawson: Technically, isn't it you that does the walking all over in these situations? Todd: Oh, I've been trod upon. Believe you me. Don't even get me started. Dawson: Yeah, I'm just gonna be direct with her. I can't--I'm not gonna make myself crazy over this. I've always been honest with people. Todd: Yeah. Let me know how that works out for you. Dawson: I can't think about this anymore. Todd: Right. Why think when we can drink? Uh, barkeep, 2 shts of whiskey, and bring Dawson whatever he wants. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is serving food to a table, and turns to a table to get their order, and finds that Heston has taken the seat, and is waiting for her to take his order.] Joey: Can I take your order? Heston: I'll take a burger and a beer--a Guinness, please. And I'd like a pickle on the side, please, and a glass of water, if you don't mind, with ice Joey: Can I ask you a question? Heston: Sure. Joey: How can you sit there and order from me and pretend like nothing happened? Why are you even here? Are you--are you trying to t*rture me? Is that it? Heston: Oh, first of all, that was, like, 4 questions, but no matter. The answer to your first question, how can I just sit here and order from you like nothing happened is twofold. A--from my perspective, not much really did happen. And b--I'm hungry. It didn't even occur to me that it had anything to do with you. Joey: No, just my paltry little life which has come crashing down all around me, thanks to you. Heston: Thanks to who now? [Joey goes to put his order in] Heston: Hey, wait, wait, wait, Joey. You know what? I changed my mind. [Joey turns back with a semi-smile coming across her face] Heston: I don't want French fries. I really feel like onion rings. [She storms off, and Eddie comes out from behind the bar to confront him.] Eddie: Professor Heston. Heston: Great, great, great. Ok, now, let me guess. Uh, you're the knight in shining armor, and I'm the evil dragon in this little play we seem to be doing. Eddie: Look, you have to give her another chance. It wasn't her fault. It was my fault. I made her late for the test. Heston: Look, Eddie, if that even is your real name, I don't care. I don't care how much she studied. I don't care how sorry she is. I don't care how great the sex was. You're wasting your breath, kid. Go get a kitten out of a tree or something. Eddie: What is your problem, man? I mean, can't you try to be human for once? Heston: Tell me, just where do you think this little relationship with you and Joey is going, anyways? Eddie: I really don't think that's any of your business. Heston: 'Cause, you know, I have an idea. And believe me, it's not gonna be a pretty picture. Ms. Potter is--well, her performance on today's exam notwithstanding-- a gal who's going places, as they say, places that you will not be going, Eddie. Places you can never hope to go. Don't tell me it doesn't make you just a little crazy knowing that she's actually got the life that you tried to fake for yourself. I mean, who knows? Maybe you lured her to your apartment on purpose, right? Tried level the playing field, maybe? Not gonna work, though, Eddie. [We can see Eddie getting angry, and balling his hand into a fist.] She'll still see right through you. She'll still leave, and you'll still be trapped right here. You know, it's a really good thing you look so cute in that little apron of yours, 'cause [He decks Heston with one punch, and storms out of the bar. Joey has seen this and is happy, she watches him go, and simply walks over to Heston's table with a smile on her face and drops the tray on the table.] [Slams tray down] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Hell's Kitchen. Joey is waiting outside when Eddie comes out of the bar. Joey is sitting on the hood of his car waiting.] Eddie: Hey. Joey: Hey. Eddie: What are you doing? Joey: Sitting here waiting for you. Eddie: Oh. Well... I just got fired. Joey: I'm sorry. Eddie: Well, Heston agreed not to sue, so, no, it's not so bad. Joey: Eddie, look, I am... so sorry about before. Eddie: Joey, Joey Joey: No, it's just that-- I tend to Eddie: No. You don't have to. I understand. And I'm sorry I called you melodramatic. Joey: Well... I do tend to escalate things, and you do tend to downplay them. But... somewhere in the middle, something about us still makes sense. If I hadn't overslept and messed things up with Heston, I never would have seen this new side of you. Eddie: So the Potter path less traveled, not so bad? Joey: A rocky start, maybe, but it's kind of nice here. You got a great right hook there, slugger. [He kisses her] Joey: What was that for? Eddie: For calling me slugger. I kinda liked it. Hey, I've got an idea-- something we can do to take our minds off all this. [She gets a twinkle in her eye and a smirk on her face.] Eddie: No. Not that, dirty girl. Something else to take our minds off all this. Come on. [Laughing] [Scene: The hotel. Dawson is going to his room, and sees Max leaving Natasha's room, and Natasha walking him out.] Max: ...So good. Natasha: Oh, max. Max: Oh, my god. I love her. She's got 1/16 of the sexual presence that you have. [Natasha closes the door, and Dawson continues walking down the hall and walks past Max as he leaves] Max: Hey, man. [Dawson goes into his room and there is a knock on the door shortly after he closes it] [Knock on door] Natasha: Hey, I'm glad you're here. I missed you. Yeah. You have fun? Natasha: It was kind of boring. We had a drink, and I've been watching TV in my room ever since. But I've been thinking about you all night. [She begins kissing him, and he doesn't respond] Dawson, come on. I'm standing in front of you asking to come in. Are you honestly gonna send me out into the cold, cold night all by myself? [He warms up and begins kissing her back. He closes the door and the camera fades] [Scene: Emma's Apartment. Emma is sitting in the couch in her robe, when Pacey comes in and takes a seat next to her on the couch.] Pacey: What happened to you? Emma: I left. Pacey: I noticed that. Without saying good-bye or letting me know. Look, if this is about rich, you really shouldn't pay that guy any mind. He's just a moron. Emma. Emma: So did I win, then? Pacey: What? Emma: I said, did I win, then? Pacey: What are you talking about? Emma: Yeah, probably not. There was, like, 20 girls there that were way hotter than me, right? Pacey: Somebody told you about the contest. Emma: Pretty sharp there, Pacey. Pacey: All I can say is that I'm sorry. There's no noble speech I can give you. I just screwed up royally, and I apologize. I took the spineless, corporate route, and...somewhere along the line, I guess I just forgot that I had a choice. Emma: You always have a choice, Pacey. Pacey: True enough, though in that office, it doesn't always feel like it. Emma: So did I win, then? I don't understand why you even take me there, Pacey. You knew exactly what that contest was about. Were you trying to humiliate me or Pacey: no, god! No, Emma, I took you to that thing because I thought you would win. You were by far the most beautiful woman in that room, and I'm not taking a piss or whatever it is you crazy English people say. Emma: You're not? Pacey: No, not at all. Just for me to be there with you was 10 times the prize I was ever gonna get from those... soulless corporate freaks that I work with. So I am--I'm sorry. [They begins kissing each other, but they both hear the door and quickly go to separate ends of the couch. Jack comes into the room, and sits down on the couch between them and begins eating the sandwich he is carrying.] Jack: Hey, guys. Emma: Hey, jack. Jack: Seen the remote? Emma: Here. Jack: Oh, thanks. [Scene: Some weird Control Panel. Eddie opens the control panel and begins hitting various keys on the pad.] Joey: What's going on, Eddie? I'm starting to get a little freaked. [The lights in the room turn on and some music begins playing. Joey turns to realize that they are at a Hockey rink and they are all alone.] Joey: I can't believe your dad got us here like this. This is so cool. Eddie: Oh, the Dolings have connections. Joey: Irish mafia--I knew it. [They begin skating. Eddie is skating circles around Joey] Joey: You wanna know what else? Eddie: What else? Joey: You do possess a certain masculine grace. Eddie: Yes, I told you. Joey: Very nice. Eddie: Yes. Joey: Come here. Come here. Thank you for this... for everything. Eddie: It's my pleasure, Joey Potter. Joey: Come on! Eddie: Ok. Ok, skate backwards now. Joey: Backwards? Eddie: Yes. No, that's forwards. Joey: That's my spin.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x09 - Everything Put Together Falls Apart"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 610 - Merry Mayhem In this episode: Dawson and Gail invite everyone back to Capeside for Christmas, but things aren't very merry. Dawson confronts Natasha about her night with another man; Joey's happiness that Eddie accepts her invitation quickly turns sour when her father, on temporary parole, expresses his disapproval of their relationship; Pacey returns home with an expensive new car and fancy gifts to impress his family; Jen spends her time consoling Grams whose boyfriend dumped her; and Audrey gets loaded on a combination of liquor and pills and crashes in more ways than one. Original Airdate: December 11, 2002 [Scene: A toy store window. The camera is panning across a miniature city they have set up in the window. The camera goes from building to building and finally pans out to see Joey looking in the widow at the display with Eddie.] Joey: [Voice Over] Once upon a time in a galaxy not entirely unlike our own, there was a girl. There was nothing extraordinary about this girl. She was by her own estimation a relatively simple sort, yet she was cursed. For as long as she could remember, her romantic life had been something of a disaster. Boys either fell too hard, too fast, or not at all. She had long since given up on the notion of a functional relationship, which is why, in the winter of her 19th year, she was surprised to find herself in the company of a boy who made her feel as if the curse had been lifted... if only temporarily. Joey: [Joey humming] Heh heh he so...chocolate or vanilla? Eddie: Chocolate. Joey: Cake or pie? Eddie: Pie. Joey: Coke or Pepsi? Eddie: Coke. Joey: Christmas or Halloween? Eddie: Halloween. Joey: That settles it. We have nothing in common. Eddie: Well, the sex is good. Joey: Please, I had better sex in elementary school. Eddie: Ok. Are we done with this month's Cosmo compatibility test? Can we just get on with our lives? Joey: M! Not so fast. I have one more question. Eddie: Ok, sh*t. Joey: Christmas in Boston in your squalid little apartment or Christmas in Capeside with yours truly? Eddie: Heh heh. Joey: I just said that out loud, didn't I? Eddie: Yeah, pretty much. Joey: Wow. I just crossed a line into that world where girls pressure their boyfriends into doing stuff with them, and then-- I just referred to you as my boyfriend. I'm a mess. I apologize. Eddie: Apology accepted. Joey: You know... actually... Eddie, I take that back. I want you to meet my dysfunctional family. I want you to help me convince my retrd sister that we should buck tradition and throw out our stupid fake Christmas tree and get a real one for a change. Is--is that wrong? Eddie: Ok. First of all, I have a dysfunctional family all my own, so I won't be celebrating with a TV dinner under a bare bulb, if that's what you're worried about. And second-- I don't know if it's such a good idea at this juncture. Joey: What juncture is that? Eddie: Well, the juncture of too much and too soon. Joey: We're even, then. Eddie: What does that mean? Joey: [Giggles] It means that clearly I'm a typical girl and, based on what you just said, you're very much a typical guy. Eddie: Hey, you know, meeting the family's a huge deal, especially this time of year. I mean, I'd probably have to put on some kind of a sweater. You know, like a holiday sweater. And I gotta tell you, I hate sweaters. I look stupid in sweaters. Joey: I bet you look very nice in sweaters. Eddie: All right, pencil me for president's weekend. I'll be there. I promise. Joey: Fine. But don't think we're ever having sex again. Eddie: Heh heh heh! Joey: What? Eddie: What a typical girl, using sex as a wapon. Joey: Shut up. Eddie: You're very pretty. Have I told you that? Joey: Sucking up will get you nowhere. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Joey is packing a bag, when Audrey comes into the room and surprises Joey who wasn't expecting her.] Audrey: Allow me to count the ways in which I suck. Joey: What happened? Audrey: I missed my flight, which, to the best of my knowledge, only happens in the movies, but apparently not. Apparently, it can happen in real life, too, especially when you spend too much time in the airport bar letting creepy Willy Loman types buy you drinks. Joey: Isn't it a little early to be knocking 'em back, Audrey? Even for you? Audrey: Drinking doesn't count on days when you fly. You know, I always have to get sauced to fly the friendly skies, you know. It helps keep the voices down in my head that tell me I'm seconds away from plummeting to my death. Joey: I don't know, Audrey. You better be careful. You might be spending the next semester in rehab. Audrey: No, rehab, rehab is for quitters. Joey: Ok, so what's the plan? Audrey: Well, I couldn't get another flight out until tomorrow. Christmas on a plane. Whoo, mama. Joey: So why don't you come home with me? Audrey: No. Really, I can't. I'll be fine. Joey: Audrey, I'm not letting you spend the majority of Christmas day drunk on an airplane with a motley assortment of sad travelers. Audrey: To tell the truth, it sounds way better than intruding on someone else's holiday. Joey: Look, you wouldn't be intruding on anyone's holiday. Trust me. Dawson's mom is inviting everyone to Christmas dinner, which...sounds like a recipe for disaster, but at least we'll all be together. Audrey: I don't know, Joey. Ok, it seems like the only thing that I have accomplished this semester is alienating everyone. You know, and now, all of a sudden, I'm your friggin' Christmas charity case. And let's not forget the fact that I've already done the Capeside thing, and quite frankly, it was a stultifying bore. Joey: Well, you're preaching to the choir on that one, but you're still coming with me. Audrey: I don't know. Joey: My father's gonna be there. Audrey: Can I ask him about prison? Joey: If you want. Audrey: All right, you talked me into it. Joey: It'll be fun, I promise. Audrey: All right. Better be. Joey: I'll be back. [Joey goes into the bathroom, and Audrey grabs a bottle of alcohol out of her bag and takes a quick swig] [Scene: Outside the Witter Household. Pacey comes pulling up to the house in a new BMW convertible. Doug is outside and sees her, and is surprised to see that it is Pacey driving.] Doug: Pacey, is that you? Pacey: Merry Christmas, Dougie. Doug: Yeah, right back at ya. Now, if you wouldn't mind, could you tell me what you did with my little brother? Pacey: I mrder that punk and stuffed his body into a dumpster behind the red lobster in Centerville. Doug: Yeah, good to know. Well, you look, uh... Pacey: Hip, handsome, hetero? Doug: I was gonna slick, sleazy, and smarmy, but sure. Pacey: Ok. Your sexuality, on the other hand, is just as dubious as ever. Good to see that some things never change, Doug. Doug: What happened to the mustang? Pacey: It made for a most excellent trade-in. [Opens the trunk and it is full of gift.] And, uh, you think you can give me a hand with all this stuff? Doug: Jeez, Pacey! Don't tell me somebody actually had the poor sense to give you a credit card? Pacey: Well, you seem to forget, man, I actually work for a living. Doug: Oh, right. So you finally bailed on the cooking thing and got yourself a nice little crack cocaine franchise. Pacey: If only it were that glamorous. No, I'm a working stiff much like yourself. Except for that when you go home at night and you have the nice warm satisfaction of knowing you've made the world a better place, I just have a big, fat stinking wad of cash. Ain't life grand? Doug: Ha ha ha! [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson is decorating the tree, when Natasha leans over and plants a huge kiss on him.] Dawson: What was that for? Natasha: Must you question my every impulse, my every romantic whim? If you must know, it was simply a thank you. Dawson: For what? Natasha: Oh, for taking me deep in the heartland for an old-school American Christmas, for introducing me to your mother, who I must say is quite a trip, and for just being you. I's a lucky girl, Dawson. Dawson: Did my mom ever stop grilling you? Natasha: Not so much, no. I think she's curious about my intentions. Dawson: What'd you tell her? Natasha: Well, I said, aside from banging in the new year with her one and only son, I didn't much know or care. Dawson: Nicely put. Natasha: Mm-hmm. Dawson: Heh! Do you think she's safe in there with Todd? Natasha: Oh, I don't think anyone's safe from a drunk and horny Todd. I'll go pry them apart. Dawson: Thank you. [She goes into the kitchen and Gale comes out to join Dawson] Gale: Ah, well, that Natasha is a trip. Dawson: That's, uh, one way of putting it. Gale: So, uh, what's the deal with you two? Dawson: Whatever do you mean, mother? Gale: Well, is it serious? Is she like your girlfriend, or is this some kind of casual sex thing? Dawson: Ok, first of all, that's disgusting. That's--second, I have no idea. I don't know. I'm in a relationship, and I have no idea where it's headed or how to define it. Gale: Hmm. And that's ok with you? Dawson: I don't really have a choice in the matter. It's just... Gale: What, the way they do things in California? Dawson: Uh, yeah, apparently. Gale: Hmph. Well, if someone had told me the day would come when my son would be bringing home his movie star girlfriend and some big-time director for Christmas, I would've laughed in their face. Dawson: Yeah, me too, probably. Gale: You know who'd get a kick out of this, don't you? Your father. Dawson: Yeah. God, he'd have loved it. Gale: Although I don't think he'd enjoy watching your boss ht on me. [Todd and Natasha come into join them. Todd is carrying a tray of the eggnog he made.] Todd: Now snag your eggnog. Gale: I'll take those. Todd: Me mum's favorite recipe. Here, get some of that down ya. [Dawson takes a swig, and sees that Todd has really spiked the eggnog] Bloody hell, Leery, didn't I teach you how to drink better than that? Gale: Uh, well, if you'll excuse me, I have to go check on our dinner. Natasha: Do you need any help, Mrs. Leery? Gale: Uh, no, but you could keep me company, and you can tell me all about working with Max Winter. Is he like beautiful in person or... [Gale and Natasha go into the kitchen] Todd: Speaking of all things beautiful, your mom's quite a handsome woman Leery. Do you mind if I have a go at her? Dawson: What? [Scene: A montage of scenes. First is Dawson, Gale, Lilly, Todd and Natasha sitting in the living room by the fireplace. Next is Jen and Grams in Church sitting alone together. Followed by the Potter B&B. Joey, Bessie, Alexander, Mr. Potter, and Brodie are all sitting by the fireplace and setting up the Christmas tree and moving gifts around. Audrey is watching them, while she sits alone by the window. She looks outside into the darkness. ] [Scene: Joey's bedroom. Joey is asleep in bed, when Alexander comes running into the room, and begins trying to shake Joey awake] Alexander: Auntie Jo, Auntie Jo. It's Christmas. Joey: Unh. Alexander. Honey, I know you're excited and all, but it's way too early to open gifts. Alexander: Noooo. [Continues to shake her] Joey: Oh, be nice to auntie Joey. She's very tired. Her crazy friend Audrey kept her up all night. [Mr. Potter comes into the doorway, and stands there looking at them, and then Alexander runs off into the other room.] Mr. Potter: Joey. Joey: I know. Coming. What does a girl have to do to get some sleep around here? Mr. Potter: Well, merry Christmas, to you, too, sweetheart. Joey: Oh, sorry, dad. Merry Christmas. Well, I guess we should get to it, then. Hell hath no fury like a 4-year-old on Christmas morning. Mr. Potter: Not so fast. There's someone waiting for you at the door. Joey: Well, who is it? Mr. Potter: I don't know. If I were you, I wouldn't keep him waiting much longer. He looks a little nervous. [She gets up, and Mr. Potter leaves. She reaches over and grabs a sweater and heads to the front door, taking notice of the fake Christmas tree on the way. She opens the door to see Eddie standing outside next to his car. As she walks out onto the porch she sees that he has a real tree tied to the top of his car, and a huge smile crosses her face.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Potter B&B. Audrey is in the bathroom going through the medicine cabinet, then closes it, and looks at herself in the mirror and takes another swig from her now almost empty bottle of alcohol. She then heads out into the front room where she finds Mr. Potter. We can tell in the way that she is talking that she is already drunk.] Audrey: [Sighs] Nobody likes you. You are a loser. And don't forget it. [She heads out into the front room.] Audrey: Hey! Where's Tony and Maria? Mr. Potter: Out on the porch. Audrey: Ohh. Ditched for the boyfriend yet again. Mr. Potter: What do we know about this guy, Audrey? Audrey: Hmm. Chip on his shoulder, blue on his collar. I don't know. Joey seems to like him. Mr. Potter: Is it serious? Audrey: Oh, well, like a heart attck, because you see, Eddie seems to be able to incorporate all the best elements of Pacey and Dawson, so it's like the t-1000 of love interests. Mr. Potter: Interesting. Audrey: Quid pro quo, Mr. Potter. What can you tell me about prison? [Scene: Outside on the porch. Joey and Eddie are outside and Joey is wrapped up in Eddie's Arms, as they look at the sites talking together.] Joey: I was right, you know. Eddie: About what? Joey: You do look very nice in a sweater. Eddie: Yeah, well, I still hate 'em. Joey: So what made you change your mind? Eddie: I missed you. Joey: I missed you. Well, you can go now. I wouldn't want you to be at the critical juncture of too much too soon for too long. Eddie: Oh, shut up. Come here. [] Mr. Potter: Ahem. Joey: Heh heh heh. Hi, dad. Mr. Potter: Your sister needs some help in the kitchen. Joey: I thought that's what Brodie was for. Oh. Are you gonna be ok out here? Eddie: Well, as long as your father promises to go easy on me. Mr. Potter: I'll be gentle, I promise. Eddie: I'm ok. Joey: Ok. [Joey goes inside leaving them alone. You can see the tension in the air.] Eddie: Ahem. It's beautiful out here, huh? Mr. Potter: Yeah, it is. So, uh, tell me about yourself, Eddie. Eddie: Sure. What do you want to know? Mr. Potter: Uh... where do you go to school? Eddie: I don't, actually. Mr. Potter: You graduate? Eddie: No. I never really went. College and I, it never really took, you know. Mr. Potter: Yeah, I see. So, what do you do for a living? Eddie: Well, I'm actually in between occupations at the moment. I was tending bar for a while, but that didn't work out. So I guess now I'm just take some time off, you know, figure out my next move. Mr. Potter: I see. Eddie: Hey, you know, your daughter is great, Mr. Potter. Mr. Potter: Yes, she is. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. He putting some of his clothes away, and begins looking at the pictures of the gng on his wall, when Natasha comes into the room.] [Door opens] Natasha: Your mom is in the kitchen, your little sister is napping, Todd is passed out in the living room, and the rest of the guests aren't due to arrive for about another hour. Let's go, Dawson. You got work to do. [She throws him down on the bed and climbs on top of him] Dawson: Where are we going? Natasha: To heaven and hell and back again. We're gonna have sex in your childhood bedroom, a place where you've probably only had sex with yourself. Dawson: Is it that obvious? Natasha: Doesn't take a rocket scientist. Dawson: Heh heh heh. The thought of doing it in this room doesn't creep you out just a little bit? Natasha: Hell, no. Turns me on. Let's go, citizen. [She begins kissing him and moving her way down his neck, but stops when Dawson is just lying there.] Natasha: [Sighs] What's wrong with you? Dawson: Nothing. Natasha: I'm not sensing the appropriate degree of enthusiasm. I don't seem to have your full attention here. Is it the whole childhood bedroom thing? Because I just thought that would add a nice splash of kink to the proceedings, but we don't have to do it. Dawson: No, it's not that. Natasha: Then what is it? Dawson: Max winter. Natasha: Well, no wonder you're not here with me, then. You're not supposed to be thinking about hunky matinee idols, Dawson. You trying to tell me something about your orientation, perhaps? Dawson: You know what I'm talking about. Natasha: [Sighs] Yes, I do. And while your jealousy is sweet and all, you have nothing to worry about. Max Winteris long gone. Dawson: You lied to me. Natasha: What are you talking about? Dawson: You lied to me. You said you were alone in your room watching TV. Natasha: Yeah. Dawson: I saw him leave your room. Natasha: So what's your point? Dawson: My point is it bothers me. Ok, look, I--I--I thought I could play the game and just keep my mouth shut, but I can't, ok? That's not who I am. I need to know what the hell we're doing. Natasha: We're having fun, Dawson. At least... that's what I thought we were doing. Dawson: That's crap. If it was just fun, you wouldn't have been so upset when you found out about Joey. Natasha: Well, I was just being dramatic. Dawson: Come on. I don't believe that for a second. Natasha: Believe it. It's all about ego, Dawson. No girl wants to be dumped by some guy that she's embarking on a fun little fling with, especially when he's the director's assistant. Dawson: So that's what this is to you-- is some fun little fling. Natasha: Ugh! Are you on your period right now, Dawson? Dawson: I just wasn't clear before, but now I am. You--I get it. You get some perverse little thrill out of screwing the help. Natasha: You know what? Heh. You crack me up, Dawson, because you stand here and you say these incredibly noble, incredibly self-aggrandizing things about how you don't want to play the game, when the truth is you brought me home for Christmas, and you can't tell me that you don't get some kind of perverse thrill out of showing me off to your friends and family. It's really quite a shame, Dawson, because they'll be a day when you're old and gray and not even the Viagra's doing it for you anymore, and you could've looked back fondly on that time you banged the living daylights out of that actress in your childhood bedroom while she still had her looks. But I guess that's what you get for thinking with your brain when you really should be thinking with your-- well, I think you know. [Door slams shut] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Dawson's House later that night. Joey and Eddie come walking up to the porch.] Joey: Thank you. Eddie: You're welcome. So, this is the guy from the no doubt concert who's also the same guy from the movie set? Joey: Dawson. Yeah. Eddie: Dawson. Right. Yeah, and why are we here again? Joey: Is it gonna be all right for you? Eddie: Yeah, I got no beef with the guy, and if he's got beef with me, you know, I think I could take him. Joey: Well I don't think it'll come to that, but it's good to know. Eddie: The question is, Jo, is that will it be weird for you? Joey: Well, yeah. I mean, that's just the way it is. That's the way it'll always be, but look, don't worry. We're gonna have a nice, civil Christmas dinner, and then we're out of here. Eddie: What, no dessert? I do like pie, you know. Joey: As I recall. I was hoping we could find some time to be alone tonight. Eddie: Yeah, well, you know, I have to spend some own time with my family, you know, but I was thinking maybe Joey: I'd love to. Eddie: You don't even know what I was gonna say. For all you know, you could be agreeing to an act of sexual congress. Joey: So you weren't asking me to come home with you. Eddie: No, I am. Joey: Well, like I said, I would love to. Eddie: Cool. And I promise my family will be a lot less intimidating. Joey: What do you mean? Eddie: Nothing. It's just, you know, is your dad always so hard on prospective suitors? Joey: Why? What did he say to you? Eddie: Nah, I'm just teasing. Forget it. Joey: I'm not gonna forget it. Eddie, if my dad was rude to you, I want to know about it. Eddie: You know what? He wasn't rude at all. He seems like a really great guy. [They go inside.] [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Pacey and Doug comes pulling up to the house, and Doug is driving. They stop the car, and stay inside it talking to one another.] Doug: [Chuckles] Sweet ride, Pacey. Thanks for the test drive. Pacey: Any time. Isn't the navigation system amazing? Doug: Yeah, you're right. It's amazing. Pacey: Hey, do you think dad liked his palm pilot? 'Cause he didn't really seem all that excited. Doug: Well, I think he was a little overwhelmed, Pace. I think we all were. Pacey: Hey, there's one other thing I wanted to give you. [He pulls a box out of the glove compartment] I didn't want to break it out in front of the whole family, but check it out. Doug: Pacey, you have been extremely generous. I don't need anything else. Pacey: Oh, come on. Open it up. You're gonna like it. [Doug opens it to see a very expensive watch inside.] Doug: [Exhales] Pace, this--this is above and beyond. Pacey: Yeah, and, you see, now you can get rid of that one you've had since the Reagan administration. Doug: Hey, I'll tell ya, I love this watch, ok? It lights up and everything. Pacey: Sure, but can it tell you the time in Portugal? I think not. Doug: Pace, can I ask you something? Pacey: Sure. Doug: This job of yours, is it on the up and up? Pacey: "On the up and up"? You sound like you're 50 years old, Doug. You sound like dad. Doug: Look at it from my perspective, Pace. You come home with this new car, you got flashy new clothes, expensive gifts for the whole family. Excuse me if it seems just a little too good to be true. Pacey: Right, right. I forgot. Yet another reason why it sucks to be a Witter, 'cause you can't just be happy for me. You couldn't just, I don't know, say, be proud of me. You actually have to accuse me of being involved in some sort of illegal activity. Doug: Pacey, I'm not accusing you of anything. I'm just wondering how much you know about your place of employment, that's all. Pacey: What is this, man? You should be happy for me. Are you jealous or something? Is this about how much money I've been making? Doug: I don't know. Maybe you're right, Pace. Maybe I am jealous, I don't know. Or maybe I'm just worried about you. [Scene: Dawson's Bathroom. Audrey is going through the medicine cabinet and comes across some prescription bottles, and finds one and takes a pill from it. She swigs it down wit h a glass of water.] Audrey: [Hums Santa Claus is coming to town] Santa Claus is coming to town [She makes her way to the dining room where everyone is already there. She is staggering while walking showing she is really drunk now.] [People chatting] Audrey: So where the hell is Jack? Jen: Are you drunk? Audrey: Yes, but that does not explain where Jack is. Jen: In Europe with his dad and Andie. Audrey: Dope. [She sits down in the chair that Grams was just about to sit in.] Gale: Evelyn, would you like to say grace? Todd: I wouldn't mind leading us in prayer, Gale. [Todd is really drunk and luring a lot] Gale: Oh, well, that would be lovely, Todd. Thank you. Todd: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the birth of your son. Now I'm at a disadvantage here. Not knowin' any of you, I'm sure, know who I am. I am a filmmaker, celebrated on many continents, but I don't know any of you, which is a travesty because people like you, regular people, are my target audience. [He notices Jen sitting on the other end of the table] Todd: Except you, blondie. You look very familiar to me. Jen: You ht on me on a-- on a plane once from Boston to New York. Todd: Did we shag? Jen: No. Todd: Are you sure? Because I'm flashing on some sort of mile-high club activity. Jen: [Laughs] No, that wasn't me. Todd: Well, good, 'cause that'd be embarrassing. [He looks back to the ] Todd: Where was I? Oh, yes, the birth of Christ. Let me start with what I am thankful for. I am thankful for Gale... for inviting us into her lovely home. And I am thankful to her progeny Dawson. Progeny. Progeny. Her progeny Dawson. This kid has been an invaluable member of my production team. He's helped me through one of the roughest productions known to god and man, and I love him. I love him very much, Dawson. And the funny thing is he's managed to get himself involved in a sexual relationship with a beautiful woman, which reminds me of my first film actually, except she was what we call underage, so we don't talk about that. Dawson: Todd? Todd: Yes, Dawson? Dawson: Well, could we wrap it up? Todd: Forgive me. Forgive me, Gale. Mr. Potter: I, uh, have to say that I'm really impressed with what you've done with your life, Dawson. I mean, I've known this kid since he was running around making movies with a video camera. It's really amazing to see how far he's come. Dawson: Thank you, Mr. Potter. That means a lot. Mr. Potter: Maybe you guys have an opening for Eddie here. Dawson: You're looking for work, aren't you, Eddie? Todd: I like Eddie. We never found a replacement for Phil the P.A., Did we? Eddie: Yeah, well, film's not really my thing, but thanks for thinking about me, Mr. Potter. Mr. Potter: What is your thing, Eddie? Joey: Dad. Mr. Potter: What? I'm curious. Joey: No, you're not. You're being a dick. Mr. Potter: Joey. Audrey: Mr. Potter? Yes, Audrey? Can I ask you another question about prison? Mr. Potter: Sure, Audrey. Audrey: Yeah. So... why is it that you don't think Eddie's good enough for your daughter? Joey: Audrey. Back off. Audrey: What is your problem, princess? I was sticking up for Joe dirt over there. Pacey: This isn't gonna end well. Audrey: Would you shut up, Pacey? Pacey: You're out of line, Audrey. Audrey: Of course I am. Anyone messes with the one that got away, and you get all up on your high horse, don't you? Jen: Audrey. Audrey: Oh, excellent. Another party heard from. What's your problem, Lindley? Jen: I think you're the one with the problem. Audrey: Oh. Devilishly clever of you, Jen. Oh, honey, are you still upset that I shagged your dream boy? Because I am sorry about that. Jen: What are you even doing here? Audrey: I missed my flight, bitch, which is really terribly unfortunate because if you think that spending Christmas here on Walton mountain is my idea of a good time, then you all are about as high as I am right now. Gale: Audrey, why don't you go lay down? Audrey: Oh, you know, thanks for that, Gale, really, but I think I'm kind of just getting started here. Do any of you have any idea how incredibly hypocritical this whole little gathering is? I mean, I may be flying high on a pleasingly potent cocktail of vodka and painkillers-- and thank you, by the way, Gale, for the painkillers, but I seem to be seeing things a little bit clearer than any of you. Dawson. Pacey. You guys hate each other, don't you? You're never going to be able to-- to mend this little rift that exists between the two of you, so why do you even bother with the charade? And Dawson and Joey, [Audrey laughs] Here you are, both of you, all grown up and so very pleased with yourselves, and each with your little significant other by your side respectively, and while, you know, I will give you that it does make for a pretty picture, the truth of the matter is you guys finally slept together, and you've never really dealt with it, and neither of you are going to be able to have a relationship with anyone else until you just finally deal with your crap once and for all and-- as for you, Pacey, I am really sorry that Audrey Hepburn next to you broke your heart all those years ago, and it's prevented you from ever fully committing to an adult relationship, but you know what? Just grow up. Merry Christmas, scum suckers. Peace Out. [She gets up and storms out of the room.] Dawson: Well, that was fun. Todd: Merry Christmas. [She grabs Pacey's keys off the table by the door and storms outside. She makes her way over to Pacey's car, and is obviously very drunk now, even dropping the keys a couple of time trying to get into the car. She gets into the car stars it up.] [Car starts] [Car accelerates] Doug: Pacey, isn't that your car? [She pulls out quickly, and begins to pull around the house when she crashes into the house into the room next to the dining room where everyone is sitting] [Debris cracks] [Audrey climbs out of the car as everyone rushes to see if she is ok. She gets out with a little blood on her lips.] Audrey: Yeah. I kinda think I zagged when I should have zigged. [she walks over to the couch and throws herself down onto it.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Dawson's House on the porch. Doug and Pacey come outside to talk alone.] Doug: Pacey, do you have any idea what you're asking me to do here? Pacey: Yes, I'm asking you to keep her out of trouble and just make this go away. Doug: Listen to me, your girlfriend in there is in trouble. She needs some serious help. Pacey: Ok, look, she's not my girlfriend anymore, and right now she hates me, so she's not going to listen to anything I have to say to her. This is the only way I can help her, Doug. Doug: Did you ever think that it might actually be better for her if she does get into trouble for this? Pacey: That's ridiculous. I'm asking you for a favor here, and in my lifetime, I have not asked you for much, but I'm asking for this. Doug, do this for me, ok? Make it go away. Please, Doug. Doug: You willing to take all the blame for this? Pacey: Yes, absolutely. Doug: [Laughs] Pacey: What? What's so funny? Doug: No, nothing. Nothing. It's just that, um-- you know, you've given yourself quite the makeover, haven't you, Pace? You know, you've grown some facial hair, you got yourself a real job, nice car, fancy clothes, but you're still the same Pacey. You're still looking for a quick fix, aren't you? You want me to sweep this under the rug? Fine, I'll do that. I don't know what good that's gonna accomplish because Audrey is gonna live to drink and drive another day. And you know what? It may not end up so happy next time. Ok. If anybody asks, you did this. All right? New car, you lost control, you're a moron, people will believe you. Trust me. Pacey: Thank you. Doug: And I'll pay for whatever else needs taking care Pacey: Yeah, ,throw some money at it 'cause, you know, that fixes everything. Doug: Come on, Doug. What do you want from me? Pacey: No, I'm not done. You know, maybe I never told you this, Pacey, and if I didn't, I am so sorry, but last year, when you were a cook, I was proud of you. I was happy for you. I actually admired you, Pacey. There was something, I don't know, honest about it. Almost noble. Guess it didn't suit you, did it? [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Audrey is lying on his bed, as Jen is standing in the room watching over her.] Jen: [Sighs] How do you feel? Audrey: How do I look, Lindley? Jen: Like complete and utter crap. Audrey: [Snorts] Well, that sums it up nicely, thank you. Jen: Do you want me to call your parents? Audrey: No. Jen, if you do that, if you-- I swear I will make it my life's purpose to kick your ass all the way back to New York. Jen: Ok. Why are you so angry, Audrey? Audrey: Ok, dr. Melfi, you know, is this some sad attempt to impress C.J.? Because, you know, like, the last time I checked, he's not here. Jen: No, I was just trying to help you. Audrey: Well, don't. Ok? Just... pretend that I am too far gone, which isn't that far from the truth anyway. I just--I wanna be left alone, Jen. I'm so sick and tired of you people. You all say that you want to help, but it's all just... posturing, because none of you really noticed how screwed up I was until tonight. With friends like you, who needs enemas? [Jen leaves her alone.] [Scene: The stairwell by the front door. Natasha comes downstairs with her coat on, and her bags in her hands. She goes to put a note on the table by the door, when Dawson comes walking around the corner and sees her.] Dawson: Hey. Natasha: Hey. Dawson: Where are you going? Natasha: Back to L.A. My manager got me on the last flight out. Dawson: You're gonna leave just like that? Just like that. Listen, Natasha, I'm sorry for everything. Natasha: Don't be sorry. You were right about everything. I slept with Max Winter. Dawson: That's fantastic. Natasha: I'm just being honest. Isn't that what you wanted? Yeah. Dawson: Yes. Honestly, I mean, that's great. That's Natasha: Look, Dawson, I'm sorry if I was reckless with your emotions. I didn't mean to be. I thought we were having fun. I don't-- I don't love you. I never did. It was fun. Sleeping with you made me feel sexy and beautiful, and, to be honest, I never thought it would last much past wrap. Dawson: Yeah. Well... you know what? I don't love you either. Natasha: Of course you don't, silly. Listen, you're not built for this kind of relationship. It's kind of what I dig about you. I am too young and too self-absorbed to be entangled in something so serious, and if I'm too young, you're way too young. You know, you're gonna make some girl's dreams come true someday, in a big way, which is why I have to stop this now before I break your heart and turn you into a bitter cynic. Dawson: Don't flatter yourself. Natasha: [Whispering] Yeah. Merry Christmas, Dawson. Oh. Todd's passed out in the bathroom. I'm pretty sure he's still breathing, but you might want to hold a mirror up to his breath just to be sure. Dawson: Thanks. Natasha: [Whispering] Bye. [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Joey and Eddie come walking outside and stop at the stairs at the end of the porch.] Eddie: So is this what all your Christmases are like, Joey Potter? Joey: Um, you know, not so much. Usually we smoke crack and worship Satan. This was pretty tame by comparison. Eddie: Uh, look. Joey: What? Eddie: I don't think you should come back with me, Joey. Joey: Why? Eddie: Because you have plenty of stuff to deal with right here. Joey: Why do I sense some subtext here? Eddie: You know, your father was kind of a jerk tonight. You know, but-- he wasn't altogether wrong about me. You know, I'm not the most together guy on the planet, Joey. Joey: Who asked you to be? Who even knows what that means? Eddie: It means that I should have trusted my gut. I shouldn't be here. Joey: Why? Eddie: Because it was-- it was all too much too soon. I shouldn't be dealing with a father who thinks I'm a loser. I shouldn't be dealing with all of the ghosts of relationships past. It's too much. You know, I--I-- we need to be in the here and now. Joey: Ok. Well, then, that's what we'll do. From now on, we'll be in the here and now, I promise. Ok? Eddie: You know, the same thing would have happened if you were at my house, you know. I mean, you'd meet my family, and they'd be very impressed, but also very suspicious because you are so damn beautiful, and they'd wonder, "what the hell is she doing with Eddie?" And after, when you were gone... they'd pull me aside and they'd say, "what the hell are you doing, kid? That girl's gonna break your heart." Joey: Eddie, I have no intention of breaking your heart. Eddie: Yeah. Merry Christmas, Joey. [She watches as Eddie leaves, and then turns to go back inside when she notices Dawson at the end of the pier.] [Scene: The end of the pier. Joey comes walking up to join Dawson who is standing at the end of the pier, leaning on the rail looking off into the water.] Joey: Didn't I sleep with you once and never talk to you again? Dawson: You know, I thought that was you. Joey: Sorry about that. Dawson: Don't worry about it. Happens to me all the time. Joey: So... some night, huh? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah. Kinda puts things into perspective. Joey: How do you mean? Dawson: Well, you know, if Audrey had managed to take us all out in a blaze of glory tonight, I'd hate to think that the last meaningful conversation you and I had was that one in your dorm room. Joey: Mmm. Yeah. She was right about one thing, though, you know. Dawson: What? Joey: We never really dealt with what happened. I don't know about you, but I kinda put it all into a little box and pushed it far, far away. Dawson: I spend a lot of time trying to figure out how it all went so wrong. Joey: I spend a lot of time trying to forget we ever meant anything to each other. Dawson: Fair enough. I deserve that, I guess. Joey: No, you don't, and the thing is, Dawson, it never works. A night like this, it does put things into perspective. See... I think sometimes it's easy for me to kind of hate you because I know that you're out there, and if anything ever happened to me or if I ever really needed you, you'd be there for me. It's true. Joey: Dawson, if that's true, then how come we only ever end up hurting each other? Dawson: Well, we're not hurting each other right now. Joey: Well... right now is an illusion, though. Right now it's a truce. But right now, I just want to stand here and talk to the one person who can maybe help me figure out how everything got this way. We can go back to hating each other in the morning. Sounds like a plan. Joey: I don't really hate you, you know. Dawson: I don't really hate you either. [Dawson puts his arm around Joey and she puts her head on his shoulder and hey start watching the freshly started snow fall.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x10 - Merry Mayhem"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 611 - Day Out of Days In this episode: Back in Los Angeles, Dawson is asked by the studio to direct re-sh*t of "Wicked dad" after Todd refuses, but is conflicted about advancing his career by being disloyal to his mentor. Meanwhile, Joey hasn't heard from Eddie since Christmas, so she pays a visit to his apartment only to find it empty; Pacey has second thoughts about his new life and starts skipping work to spend time with Emma; Jen's insecurities as a peer counselor are compounded when C.J. is assigned to train her; and Audrey, still on a destructive path, returns to Los Angeles to party with old friends including, Jack Osbourne. Original Airdate: January 15, 2003 [Scene: The Film Set. It is the final day of filming, and everyone has gathered together for their final meeting together. Todd stands up and begins to make a speech to all of the crew of the movie.] Todd: Time of wrap, please, Dawson? Dawson: 12:07 A.M. Todd: So that's what, Monday? 12:07 A.M. Sometime in January, and we have done it, people. We have finished principal photography. [All cheering] Todd: So, although it's rather out of character for me, I'd like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for all your hard work and to propose a toast. To us, and our movie. Cheers. [All cheer and raise their glasses of champagne] [Todd walks away from Dawson and Natasha comes walking up to Dawson from behind him.] Natasha: It's strange, isn't it, that all this will just be gone tomorrow, like it never even existed? Dawson: Hey. Natasha: Nice speech, by the way. And don't even bother trying to pretend that it was Todd's idea, because that puppy had you written all over it. Sincerity, warmth, and a hint of something, I don't know. Bittersweet? Or was it just bitter? Dawson: Well, that's what wrap parties are all about, aren't they? I know you're more experienced at them than I am. Natasha: So, are you going back to L.A. Tomorrow, or what. Dawson: Yeah, with Todd. You? Natasha: Afternoon flight. Max got me a small part in that Spielberg film he's doing. You know, it's, like, 2 days work whatever, but who knows? Maybe it'll lead to bigger things. Dawson: Knowing you, Natasha, I'm certain it will. Natasha: Is that a little attitude? A break in the oh, so professional on-set demeanor you've been cultivating since the New Year? Dawson: Not everyone on the planet is acting every second of their lives, you know. Natasha: No, maybe not, but in Hollywood, they are. So, good-bye, Dawson. Good luck out there. I have a funny feeling about you. Dawson: What's that? Natasha: That you're gonna need it. Dawson: Right. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey in the backroom, talking on her cell phone.] Joey: [Monday] Hi. It's me. Um, I'm back at school. I mean, I've been back. [Flash to Tuesday in the bar] I wasn't going to call you, because, you know, you haven't called me, and I do have something called pride, though apparently not enough, because, you win, ok? I'm being the typical girl and calling you. And in retrospect, you know, I really don't think Christmas went that badly, if you grade it on one of those who's afraid of Virginia Woolf type scales. But, um, anyway, you're probably out pounding the pavements and stuff, so just give me a call when you get a chance or whenever. Ok. Bye. [She hangs up the phone and walks out and past the pool table] Man: Hey , how did you get in here, you don't look a day over 16. Harley: People always think I'm 16, but, duh, I am totally 18. [She stops recognizing the voice of the girl talking when she walks by the pool table] Joey: Don't you mean 15? Nice talking to you guys. [She pulls Harley away by the arm] Harley: Ow! Maniac. Joey: Harley, what are you doing here? I thought Christmas vacation was long over for the Britney and Christina set. Harley: I'm not on vacation. Unfortunately, I live here now. So, where's Eddie? He's the only nice person I know in Boston, and he still owes me a root-beer float. Joey: Wait a second. You live here full-time now? As in full-time with your father? Harley: Yes. Why are you smiling? Joey: Sorry. It's just your father's such a great guy, he deserves to have such a well-behaved, good-natured, teenage girl living with him full-time. Speaking of which, why aren't you in school right now? Harley: If I tell you, will you tell me where Eddie is? Joey: Out with it. Harley: Ok, fine. I was on a field trip, and I ditched. You would, too, if your entire life was ruined by your mother's sudden need to do research in Bangladesh. Joey: Harley, your life isn't ruined. You're just being melodramatic. Harley: Right. Like you would know what it's like to have your life ruined? Joey: Look, he's not here, ok? Eddie. And to be honest, I don't exactly know where he is. Harley: Man, I can't believe you messed it up with him. He was amazing. He was beyond amazing. Joey: Look, I'll go get you a root-beer float, and then you have to go back to school. I don't care how miserable it is. It's just life. Life is miserable. [Scene: Boston Aquarium. Pacey enters the Aquarium, and begins walking around looking from one fish tnk disply to the next.] Woman: Hey, guys. Hey, stay with your partners, guys. Stay with your partners. Let's go. [As he walks down one of the walk ways he sees Emma sitting on a bench by a large tnk drawing on a pad, and listening to headphones and walks over to her] Pacey: Ok. Shouldn't you be doing that in a museum? Emma: Oh, bloody hell. Pacey: Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Emma: Well, you did. It's not the sort of place you expect to find stockbrokers. Pacey: Give me a break, would you? I'm on my lunch hour. Mind if I sit? [He goes to sit next to her, and she shoos him over to the bench across from her.] Emma: No, go ahead, but don't sit too close. Pacey: I know, that overwhelming physical attraction's getting to ya, huh? Emma: No, that's not it, exactly. Pacey: Really? Emma: No. I just don't want anyone to know that, uh, you're with me. Pacey: Thanks. Emma: [Laughs] What are you doing here, anyway? Pacey: I work near here. I come here all the time. The better question is what are you doing here? Emma: I'm just klling time till 1:00. Pacey: What happens at 1:00? Emma: Well, you should know this, since you come here all the time. Pacey: On my lunch hour, which happens at noon. So I come here, I walk around, have a slice of pizza, and I'm out the door by 12:45. Emma: Ah, back to work. Pacey: Yeah, that's why they call it the lunch hour. 'Cause, you see, if was to stay till after 1:00, by the time I got back to work, it'd be the lunch hour and a half, and we just can't have that, now, can we? Emma: Then I don't want to keep you. Pacey: Excuse me? Emma: It's 12:46. [He looks up at the clock on the wall, and sees that it is 12:46] Pacey: Oh. Right. Right. Then I'll... I'll just see you back home. [Scene: The Help Line. Jen is talking on the phone, while CJ is sitting across from her with a clip board in his hand.] Jen: Well, of course it sucks. That's why they call it life. And what is it really, other than an endless series of mind-numbing days, one on top of another. Alienation, despair-- these are the natural by-products of living in a mechanized society CJ: Ok, stop. Jen: Stop? CJ: Yeah. Um... a lot of people get depressed this time of year. I don't think they're calling in hoping to talk to Kierkegaard. Jen: But you said he was a philosophy major. CJ: Whatever. Look, I just, I don't wanna fight, ok? I get annoyed, and you get defensive. Let's just move on to the next one. Jen: No. Let's not. I quit. CJ: You can't quit. You haven't even started yet. It's your first day of training. It's your first hour. Jen: Yeah, well, if the training consists of sitting here for a week and listening to you act superior to me CJ: I've been doing this for 2 years. Jen: Great. Well, maybe your expertise will come in handy when we get to a hypothetical situation involving casual sex and a couple of blond girls. CJ: Maybe you're right about one thing. Let's call it a day. So, come back tomorrow or don't come back, but whatever you decide, you should make it about you, not me. [Scene: The Health Clinic. David is talking to a nurse, while Jack is sitting on a bench waiting impatiently.] David: Ok. This'll do nice. Thanks. [David goes back and joins Jack.] David: Damn. Jack: What? David: Oh, there's no good magazines to read. Jack: That's it? I mean, you're not at all nervous about this David: Oh, it's a piece of cake. I've done it, like, a million times. Jack: A million? David: Give or take. I'd be a pretty hypocritical peer counselor if I didn't practice what I preached. Jack: Right. David: Seriously, it's no big deal. And the most embarrassing part is when they ask what kind of high-risk behavior you've engaged in the past 3 to 6 months. The only thing I can come up with is eating carbs after 9 P.M. and jaywalking. [The Nurse comes over to their area.] Nurse: Jack McPhee? David: It's fine. [Scene: The Hollywood Studio Office. An Executive is reading from cards in his hand as he walks around the table, behind Dawson and Todd while they sit there listening to him go on about their film. Sever other executives are there as well.] Executive: Blindingly dull. Achingly dull. Mind-numbingly dull. Todd: I see, and what do these little cards prove exactly? Other than the fact you've been previewing the bloody thing all along? Executive: They prove that we're not through shting. That's what they prove. Todd: sht? Executive: Absolutely. More sex. More volence. Maybe a little twist in the plot that's not predictable from the very first frame. I mean, obviously, the goal here is to try to make this damn thing watchable. Todd: I see. So, you're calling my movie unwatchable? Executive: I don't have to. They did. You want me to read some more? Todd: No, that won't be necessary, thank you. [Grabs a pack of cigarettes out of his coat] Anyone got a light? If I'm gonna sit here and take artistic advice from every tom, dick, and Harry in Tarzana that didn't have anything better to do last Wednesday night, then I'm gonna bloody well need some nicotine, all right? Light, please, Dawson. [He reaches into his pocket and grabs something and puts it into Todd's jacket pocket before getting up] Dawson: Um, you know what? I'm gonna go get one. [He goes out into the foyer, and grabs a phone and makes a call] Dawson: Come on. Pick up the phone. [Cell phone rings and Todd begins to look around to see where the sound is coming from.] Dawson: Reach into the pocket and pick up the phone. [He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cell phone and looks at it like where did this come from] Todd: Hello? Dawson: Shut up before you make this any worse and get out here. [Dawson hangs up, and Todd looks at the phone .] Todd: Hello? Hello? [Todd hangs up the phone and stands up] Todd: Excuse me. Executive: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Where do you think you're going? Todd: Oh, I'm sorry. Don't mean to be rude. There's another idiot out in the hall that requires my attention. [Scene: Out in the Foyer. Dawson is standing there waiting when Todd comes storming over to join him.] Todd: And just what in the bloody hell do you think you're doing?! Dawson: What do I think-- what are you doing? You're digging yourself a hole in there bigger than the La Brea tar pits. Todd: Did it ever occur to you that might be my intention? Dawson: You never wanna work again? Todd: We're in charge here. We make the decisions. Dawson: Which is all well and good except for one thing. Todd: What? Dawson: It's their money. Look, you brought me here for my ability to stay calm in a crisis, right? Well, this is it. This is a crisis 'cause if you don't go back in there and act happy about these sht, they're gonna get somebody else to do it, somebody who can ruin this movie. Todd: And would that be such a tragedy? Dawson: Yes. Look, maybe I'm naive thinking that this whole system, this whole process, can only produce something that's a notch above mediocre, but I want this thing to be good. I want it to be as good as it possibly can be, and I don't think I would've stuck it out working for you this whole time if you didn't want the same thing. [Scene: Back in the conference room. Dawson and Todd have returned and are peacefully sitting down listening to the Executive speak.] Executive: So, we figure 3 days of sht on a soundstage here in L.A., Very minimal budget. The whole idea here is to, uh, come up with a new ending. Something that's watchable. Or at the very least, something that makes sense. Now, I have no idea what that's going to be, but Heather here seems fairly confident that given enough nicotine, alcohol, caffeine, you might be able to pull something off. Todd: Well, that's, uh, very charitable of her. Thank you, sweetheart. Executive: Mm-hmm. All right, Todd, what's it gonna be? Todd: Well, I can see where you're coming from. I can. I can see where you're coming from. I can see how you and other people like yourself, people of lesser intelligence, might be a bit confused by my movie. And I can see how you actually don't have any new ideas of your own on how to improve it, because, after all, you're not really in the business of having ideas, are you? Oh, that's right. You think you are. Well, you're not. You're in the business of criticizing other people's ideas. Which is why, after much careful consideration, I'll be throwing your most generous offer back in your face and leaving. Good-bye, and good luck with all your future endeavors. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Professor Hetson's Class. It is now Wednesday. Professor Hetson is lecturing the class, and is finishing up for the day, and Joey is just trying to pay attention, but has other things on her mind.] Hetson: Well, then, since nobody seems up to the rhetorical challenge of convincing me that Norman Mailer was wrong when he dismissed all female writers as unreadable, that's it for Wednesday. [Everyone begins to leave, and Hetson begins to pack up his bag, when Joey walks timidly up to him.] Hetson: Oh. That can't be Joey Potter. Guess one D" isn't enough to get anyone thrown out of Worthington anymore. Joey: Sweet, really, your overwhelming concern for my future, but that's actually not why I'm subjecting myself to your toxic personality. Hetson: Great. And I'll skip ahead to the part where I inform you that no, no matter how many times you ask, it will never be possible for you to drop this course without forfeiting your credits from the first semester. Joey: Look, I don't want to be standing here talking to you any more than you want to be listening to me. I just need to tell you that your daughter... well, she may not be as safely ensconced in Milton academy as you currently think she is. Hetson: What does that mean? Joey: She's cutting class, ok? Hetson: I'm a little confused as to why you're telling me. Joey: She came into the bar yesterday, on the lam from some field trip, and... god knows where she went when she left. I just... but call me crazy, I just figure these are the things the father of a 15-year-old girl wandering the streets of Boston should know. Hetson: The subtext here being that these are the things that a father would know if he were paying attention. Joey: I didn't say that. Hetson: You didn't have to. Look... I'll tell you what. [Sighs] Let's make another one of our famous deals. You stay out of my life, and I'll do my very best to stay out of yours. Joey: Gladly. You know, I'm sorry for the intrusion. I guess I was naive enough to think that this might actually be about something other than your gigantic male ego. [Scene: The Boston Aquarium. Pacey and Emma are walking the next day along one of the walkways talking to one another.] Pacey: So you're saying that that doesn't bother you, the whole life-as-repetitive- stress-injury thing? Emma: No, it does, but nothing prepares you for a life of mind-numbing boredom and repetition so much as studying music as a child. Pacey: Piano lessons? Emma: Violin. Pacey: Yeesh. Emma: Yeah. My mum taught piano, though, to a series of ever-changing twits who all had one thing in common: They were allergic to dogs. Pacey: So you had fish. Emma: tnk full. So, what's yours, then? Pacey: My what? Emma: You excuse for coming here every day. It can't simply be a matter of geographic proximity. Pacey: No, it's not. It's, uh... it's much like yours, really. It's sort of a window into the person that I used to be. Emma: You used to be another person? Pacey: Much as I'm sure you weren't born with pink hair, I am not the conservative person you think that I am. Emma: You're not? Pacey: No, I'm not. Emma: Prove it. Stay. Pacey: Stay here? Emma: Come on, I don't think you taking one afternoon off is going to send capitalism screeching to its knees. Pacey: No, it probably won't, but it will catapult me to the top of the Rich Rinaldi fring list. Emma: Yeah, that's such a bloody tragedy. [She reaches into her pocket and grabs her cell phone and hands it to him] Emma: Here. Call them. Tell them, I don't know, that you're sick or something. Pacey: You're serious about this? Emma: Yeah. Question is: Are you? Pacey: [Laughs] [He dials the phone] Pacey: Hi. Can I speak to Rich Rinaldi, please? [Coughs] [Coughs] [Scene: The Help Line. Jen is talking on the phone again, while CJ is sitting by her with his clip board.] Jen: Ok, well, if what you're telling me is true, is that you've-- you've had unprotected sex with 17 women in the last 3 months, then I definitely think it's a good idea for you to get tested. For you and for all of those hot women you've been sleeping with. [The camera pans past CJ and we see that David is on a phone on s desk a little ways away from him and he is actually talking to Jen.] David: What? What? I have nailed many a hot girl in my day. CJ: Hey, I believe you. David: Thank you. I can't believe I volunteer to help you guys and get criticized for my acting abilities. Jen: Oh, please, like you could ever be straight. Your heart is too big, and so is your brain. David: [Laughs] She's hostile. CJ: Told you. Jen: Could you please not talk about me like I'm not in the room. So I have some anger. Can you tell me that there's something wrong with expressing your emotions? [Jack comes into the Help line and goes over to David] Jack: Hi. David: Hey! Jack: Sorry. Am I, uh, interrupting David: No, no, it's cool. We're--we're done here, I think. CJ: Yeah, it's 4:00. We're done. David: So... you guys think you can get along without me tomorrow, or what? Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a second. You mean the only reason you're hanging around here all afternoon instead of wasting time with me is because she can't manage to get along with him? Jen? Jen: Are you mad at me, too? You can't loan me your boyfriend for one measly hour? Is he your boyfriend? Have you guys kissed yet? Did I miss all of this over Christmas vacation? Jack: Charming. Let's go. [Jack and David leave, and CJ is just looking at Jen.] Jen: Why are you looking at me? CJ: Hostile. [Scene: The Hollywood Office Conference room. Dawson looks back at the clock then sighs as he looks down at the papers in front of him. The executives are there too and getting impatient. You can tell that they are waiting for Todd who is nowhere in sight.] Dawson: [Sighs] Executive: Aha. So he's changed his mind, has he? Come to his senses? Not that his apology's going to be accepted, mind you. Heather: So where is he? Caught in traffic? Smoking? Dawson: Not exactly. Heather: Dawson? Dawson: Yeah. You know, technically, actually, he's not gonna be here today, uh, because technically, he... doesn't know that this meeting is taking place. Heather: You set this up? Dawson: Um-- yeah. Uh, technically. Heather: [Chuckles] You set this up to apologize for him, to smooth things over, to clean up after his mess... like you've been doing all along? Dawson: Yeah, kind of. Look, nobody sets out to make a bad film. Todd wants it to be better. I know that he does. And he might be too proud to admit it, but he's got, like, 5 alternate endings in his head. This is stuff we've been talking about all along, stuff that can easily be done on a soundstage in 3 days for no money. Executive: Well, that's all very sweet and moving, but since I don't see him here on his knee begging for forgiveness, you're wasting my time, my friend. Heather: Unless Executive: unless what? Heather: Unless the answer to our problems is sitting right in front of us. Executive: Excuse me? Dawson: Excuse me? Heather: I know this is gonna sound crazy, but just stay with me for a second. He knows the footage we've already sht. He knows the script, the actors, the crew. Personally, from what I've seen, I think he could do it. Dawson: Wait a minute. Hold on a second. Executive: What? You're saying you can't do this? Dawson: No. I'm saying this is insane. Executive: All right, let me ask you this. Hypothetically, if you had to, could you direct the sht of this movie? Dawson: Well, yes, but that's not Executive: all right. Call his agent. Heather: I don't think he has one. Executive: Well, then don't call his agent. Call his mother and make her sign a permission slip. Dawson: Wait a minute. Wait-- hold on a second. This is insane. This is--this is not why I came here today. This is not what I wanted to have happen. Heather: Well, guess what? It did. And since opportunities like this don't come along every day, I'd hop on the happy train. Or, I'm sorry, is being a director not the fulfillment of a dream you've been waiting your entire life for? Dawson: No, it is. It definitely is, but Heather: We'll be in touch. [Door closes] Dawson: Oh, boy. [Scene: A Beach in LA. Jack Osborne and Audrey are walking along the beach, which has obviously had a party the night before.] Audrey: So did we ever figure out whose party this was? Jack: No. Some dude's, Audrey: then I don't suppose we ever figured out what day it is. Come on! Give me a break! Jack: So's your friend coming to pick us up or what? I really vote we take a cab. Audrey: Yeah, and pay the guy with what? You know, you being famous doesn't make me any less broke Jack: what? You're broke? Audrey: Yes, jack, Audrey Liddell is broke. Is that so impossible to believe? Jack: Wow. Someone must be paying too much for their drugs. Audrey: You know, contrary to popular opinion, I'm not on drugs. Jack: Yeah, right. You know, I hate to be judgmental like your weird college friends, but please don't rip my lungs out of my chest when you have some bad PCP. Audrey: Shut up, will you? He's coming. Jack: Who? Your friend? Audrey: Dawson. Dawson leery. I'm sort of on thin ice with him at the moment, so if you can find it within yourself to shut up about drugs for, I don't know, say, the next half an hour Jack: What? You'll make it worth my while? Audrey: Don't I always? Jack: So you're saying I can go through your underwear drawer unsupervised? Audrey: No! That's gross! I'll sit on your lap the whole way home, ok? Jack: All right. Cool. Audrey: But one word about any sort of illegal substance, and you have blown it. Jack: Hey, I have self-control. Audrey: I'll believe that when I see it. [Dawson comes waling over to them.] Jack: I'm going to go wait in the car. Dawson: Hey, Jack. Jack: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Audrey: You came. Dawson: Yeah. You called, right? Audrey: The fact that I recently destroyed your house with an automobile must have, uh, slipped my mind when I was dialing. I freaked out, ok? Dawson: What, then or right now? Audrey: Both, I guess. Dawson: What are you even doing here, Audrey? Audrey: Here in L.A. Or here at this weird party? Dawson: Either one. Audrey: I don't know. One minute, jack and I are, like, in a parking lot off sunset talking to these guys in a limo, and the next minute, we're here, and it's morning, and... [Sighs] Like I said, I just freaked, and... you were the only person that I knew would be in this area code and would definitely be awake at this hour. Dawson: What about your parents. Audrey: Please. Dawson: Do they even know that school started back already? Audrey: No. I wasn't ready to go back last week, so I lied a little bit. I didn't want to face the grand tribunal of judgment. I'm ready now, though. And I'm going to be good from now on, Dawson, I swear. Just... don't be mad. I mean, don't be any more mad than you already are. Dawson: [Sighs] All right. Just... tell me you realize how stupid it is to get in a car full of strangers that you meet in a parking lot. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. IT is the next Day and Joey is back in the kitchen again calling Eddie and leaving a message on his phone for him] Joey: Hey, it's me again. Um, look, I get that you're avoiding me. I do. Many days, no phone calls. What could be clearer? But, um... I'm scared now, because I don't understand why you wouldn't call me back. It's not like you, ok? And I guess I'm just scared that something may have happened to you, because--and even if something did happen to you, I wouldn't know about it, because, obviously, I'm not a very important person in your life. So... could you just... call me back? Uh... call me back as soon as possible. Bye. [She hands up the phone and goes back into the bar and goes over to a booth where Jack and David are sitting and joins them.] Jack: Mmm... any luck this time? Joey: When have I ever been lucky with men? David: He'll call you back, Joey. I know he will. Joey: Uh, yeah, yeah. David: There's usually a very logical explanation for this kind of thing. Joey: Yeah, I guess. Hey, can you guys, um Jack: Pay the bill that's been sitting here for, like, a century? Yeah. Joey: You guys are welcome to stay as long as you want. It's just... I don't feel that great. I want to get home early. Jack: Yeah, it's no problem. Here. Ahem. Keep the change. Joey: Thanks. Thanks a lot. Jack: Bye. [Joey leaves them alone.] David: Well, that was depressing. There's nothing sadder in the universe than watching somebody wait for a phone call that's obviously never going to come. Jack: Oh, sure there is. There's orphans, sick orphans. Plus, we don't know if this guy's not gonna call. David: Oh, please. We're guys, aren't we? How many people have you ruthlessly hooked up with and never called? Jack: A few. Look, I went out a lot this summer, all right? David: And? Jack: And I didn't call a few of the guys back. Look, if a straight guy did it, it would be rakishly charming, you know? You meet someone, ok? You think you're going to like them David: And then after closer examination, you don't. Jack: Yeah. David: But only after the closer examination part. Jack: Basically. Are you going to give me some kind of lecture here, or what? David: Do you want one? Jack: Not particularly. David: Fine. Jack: Fine. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is coming out of the back room with her coat on and is putting on her gloves, when she notices Harley by the pool table talking to some older guys again.] Joey: Ok. Let's go, Harley. You're outta here. Get your coat. Harley: Excuse me? Joey: Look, I really don't have the energy to go through all of this again today. In case you've forgotten, we've already played this scene 2 days ago. Harley: Yeah, and then you ratted me out to my father, who grounded me for a month. So I figured the only way I could repay you would be to cut class again. Joey: Right. You really think I'm going to leave you here with a possible date-rpist who thinks you're 18? I don't think so. I'm leaving. You're leaving. Let's go now. [Scene: The Boston Aquarium. It is the next day, and Pacey and Emma have met again during lunch time.] Pacey: I can't believe you talked me into staying for this yesterday. I mean, big fish eating little fish. What's the big deal? This is what you drag your butt down here for every day? Emma: Well, if it was a big company eating a little company, you'd love it. And for the record, I don't come here every day. Pacey: You don't? Emma: Not normally, no. Usually just when I have a hangover. Pacey: So, then what was this week? Some sort of special occasion? Emma: Look. I've just been wondering what's it all for. I mean, if what you've told me over the last couple of days is true, then you've pretty much changed your entire life, and I'm not entirely sure why. Pacey: How the hell should I know? Why does anybody change their life? Why do people dye their hair, for that matter? Emma: To piss off my mum. Or to try to be somebody else? Pacey: For me, it would be the latter. Emma: And why do you want to be somebody else? Pacey: Because that's a part of growing up. Let me tell you, Pacey at 15 was a bit of a schmuck-- bad haircut, bad Hawaiian shirts, broke all the time. Dumb enough to be chasing after things he knew he was never going to get, anyway. Emma: Mostly women, I suppose. Pacey: Mostly... though there were a few girls. And you are allowed to call them girls when they're 16. Emma: Hmm. Not that you care what I think, but... I don't think he sounds that bad, this person you used to be. He actually sounds kind of nice. Pacey: Yeah, well, maybe he was... occasionally. Emma: Hmm, still could be. Quit the job. Get rid of that goatee. Grow back the terrible haircut. Pacey: What if I told you I'd actually been thinking about that lately? Emma: I'm not sure I'd believe you. Unless... Pacey: Unless what? Emma: Unless you showed up here again tomorrow, promptly, at 1:00, wearing some wretched Hawaiian t-shirt. [Scene: The Help Line. Jen is talking on the phone while CJ is across the desk reading from a book.] Jen: Look, you know that that's not true, right? I mean, just because a girl has a less than perfect relationship with her father, it doesn't mean that she won't be able to sustain a more meaningful relationship in-- hel--hello? Hello? She hung up on me. My first real non-hypothetical caller, and she hung up on me. CJ: Somebody probably walked in the room. You know, a roommate or something. She got embarrassed and hung up. Jen: No, you're just trying to make me feel better. CJ: No, you were doing fine. Jen: Why did this have to be boy trouble? Why couldn't it have been a nice eating disorder or a homesick freshman in need of a good old ego boost? [Telephone rings] CJ: You gonna answer that? Jen: No. CJ: She was talking to you. She's probably gonna wanna be talking to you again. Jen: No, I--I don't wanna answer it. I'm just gonna mess it up again. Y-y-you do it. CJ: Are you sure? Jen: Yes. Just answer it. [Jen just looks at it, and CJ finally answers the phone] CJ: Help line. This is C.J. No, she had to step away for a second. Yeah, she's, uh-- she's a little high-strung. Oh, let's give her a break, though. It's her first day. Yeah, yeah. It is hard to talk when other people are in the room. All right, why don't you call me back in 10 minutes when they're gone? Yeah, I'll be here. All right. Promise me you'll call me back. Ok. Bye. [He hangs up the phone and Jen is just staring at him.] CJ: What? Jen: Nothing. [Scene: The Sidewalk outside Eddie's Apartment. Joey and Harley come walking up to the apartment complex door.] Harley: Hello? Every third store we're passing sells liquor. Shouldn't this indicate to you that we're not in such a great part of town? Joey: Yeah, well, you wanted to walk on the wild side, so since your dad is in class until 6:00... we're here. Harley: Where are we, anyway? Joey: Nowhere, ok? I just have to do something. [The stop and the front door, and Joey presses the buzzer button. Harley looks at the buzzer and realizes where they are] Harley: "Eddie doling, 3-a"? I thought you said you didn't know where he was. Joey: I don't. I know where he lives. I just don't know where he is. Harley: Well, perhaps you've heard of this invention: The telephone? It's a helpful stalking tool. Joey: Yeah, I tried that already, Harley, thank you, but when a girl leaves a whole slew of unreturned voice mail messages for someone she thought was her boyfriend, and then Harley: Boyfriend? Uh-oh. That means one thing. You slept with him, didn't you? Joey: What did you just say? Harley: I asked if you slept with the boy. You know, had sex? Gone all the way? Joey: I thought that's what you said. Harley: Yeah, so, what's the problem? Joey: Nothing. I guess I... I had forgotten what a sophisticated woman of the world you are. Harley, you're probably not even a virgin, probably lost it years ago to a trucker named bubba, right? Harley: I don't get it. Joey: You're not supposed to. [Someone leaves, and Joey catches the door before is closes, and they enter the apartment building] Joey: Look, go. I'm not in the mood for this. Harley: So what? Just because I'm 15, I'm not even allowed to talk about sex? [Joey knocks on the door, and it slowly opens as if it wasn;t closed all the way] Joey: No, you can talk about it, and then when you're 19, you can have the unadulterated joy of looking back and realizing what an idiot you sounded like. Harley: Oh, right, because you're so smart now. You must know exactly what you're doing. That's why you came all this way to stalk someone who hasn't called you back since you decided to sleep with him. [The go inside and the apartment is entirely empty, and joy just looks around at the empty apartment, shocked.] Harley: What? What's the big deal? We're in the wrong apartment, right? Joey? I mean, this obviously isn't it, right? You got the numbers switched or something. Joey? What are you doing? [Harley realizes that they are in the right apartment, and can see the tears beginning to well up in Joey's eyes.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Stock Brokerage. Pacey is working and talking on the phone, but he is not dressed up in his normal suit, but rather he is dressed up in a t-shirt and a horrible Hawaiian T-Shirt. Rich comes walking over to him carrying a large pile of papers. It is now Friday] Rich: I must say, your idea of casual Friday leaves a little to be desired, Witter. Pacey: Do you think we could discuss your fashion dos and don'ts some other time? Like, say, after lunch? Rich: Lunch. Think again, my friend. [Rich drops a large pile of paperwork on his desk.] Pacey: What's all that? Rich: Extra work... or, I'm sorry, did you think your little mini-vacation would have no consequences? Pacey: I told you I was sick. Rich: Yeah, well, I don't get sick myself, and you know what kills me about people who do? Pacey: What's what? Rich: How they never seem to realize that them being sick doesn't decrease the quantity of work around here. It just means someone else has to do it. Doesn't seem very fair to your colleagues, does it, now? Pacey: I can tell you're all broken up about that, rich, but perhaps what you're really upset about is that they just don't open up as many new accounts as I do. Rich: Getting a little unnecessarily cocky here, aren't we? Pacey: Cocky, yes, unnecessary, no, because all of us here know that the amount of money you make is directly proportional to the amount of money we make. Rich: Yeah, well, that may be true, but my attitude isn't the problem. Yours is, and I expect to see a change in it soon, very soon. Remember, maybe this will help. [Rich stops a woman walking by, and grabs some envelopes from her and pulls one put and hands the rest back to her.] Rich: Thanks. I love January, 'cause that's when this comes. [He throws the envelope down on the desk in front of Pacey.] Pacey: What, my paycheck? Thanks. Rich: Not your paycheck, Witter, your w-2. I'm not exactly sure what's in there, but I'm guessing it's more than they pay fry cooks. Pacey: Like you would have any idea. Rich: Hey, anytime you want to quit and go back to the easy life, be my guest, but as long as you work here, the only lunches you're going to be going to are the ones you cater... in your mind. [Chuckles] [He looks at the pile of paperwork and then to the clock and sighs. The scene cuts to the Aquarium and Emma is sitting there waiting for Pacey. She looks up at the crowd trying to keep an eye out for him. He eyes perk up when she sees a Hawaiian shirt in the crowd, but gets disappointed when she sees it is not Pacey. We cut to a little later and it is now 1:30 and Pacey hasn't shown up let. Emma is still looking all around for him, and finally gives up after a little longer, and leaves.] [Scene: The Help Line. Jen and CJ and several others are sitting around doing absolutely nothing. There are no phone calls coming in, and you can see that Jen is confused by the lack of activity. Jen looks over at CJ who is reading a book.] Jen: So this is what it's like when you're actually working, huh? CJ: This is it. Jen: I thought the phones would ring a little more. CJ: Well, it doesn't really work like that. I mean, think about it. Think about how stubborn people are, how hard it is for them to ask for help or actually admit they're wrong about something. Jen: Yeah, you're probably right. Listen, C.J. CJ: It's almost 4:00. Caffeine fix? Jen: You're asking me if I want coffee? CJ: Yeah. I'm just gonna go out to the cart. Jen: Oh, no, no. No, you're not leaving me here alone. CJ: Yeah, I am. Jen: No, you're not, because if you leave, then the phone'll most certainly ring, and it'll be someone on the other end who wants to talk to somebody and CJ: Yeah. That's what you're here for. Jen: Yeah, except you know what you're doing, and I don't, which is why you shouldn't go. CJ: You know, a few days ago, you couldn't stand being in the same room with me, and now you don't want me to leave. Jen: That was a week ago. Can't a person change in a week? CJ: I don't know. Can she? Sure you don't want anything? No? Ok, I'll be right back. [CJ leaves and Jen watches him go out to the coffee cart, and looks down at the book he was reading] Jen: Kierkegaard. [Telephone rings] [Ring] Jen: [Sighs] [Ring] Jen: Hello, help line. Well, um, if we' being completely honest, which I hope we are, I-I-I'm not entirely sure if I can help you, but, h-- but I-I'd like to try, so... [Scene: The Health Clinic. David is waiting for Jack to come back from the nurse. He comes out, and is visibly happier.] David: So, you gonna tell me, or what? Jack: Nothing to tell. David: Ha ha ha! Cool! Jack: Let me, uh-- let me ask you something. David: Yeah? Jack: You know all that stuff that we talked about yesterday, did that fundamentally alter your opinion of me in any way? David: Yeah, right. Like I couldn't tell from a mile away that you were gonna end up being way sluttier than me. What come on, jack. Give me a little credit. I mean, look at you. You're ridiculously good-looking. I mean, you're no viggo Jack: Yeah, ok, that--that-- that's great. Let's go. David: What, we're leaving? Jack: Well, yeah. You don't honestly think I'm gonna stand here and have this conversation with you? David: I'm sorry, but I sorta think Jack: Hey, hey, hey, David... David: yeah? [Jack kisses him] Jack: Shut up. David: Yeah, I think I could do that. [Scene: Professor Hetson's Class. Professor Hetson is lecturing again, but you can tell that Joey is not listing very intently to his lecture. Hetson goes over and sits on the table in front of Joey and continues to lecture.] Hetson: One of Bartholomew's central tenets, of course, was his belief that only by jtaposing disjointed, quite often at times, absurd fragments of time could one truly replicate the emotional tenor of real life. Can someone give me an example? [He looks down at Joey.] Hetson: Joey? Ok, pick a story, any story. Wait, I'll pick one for you. Uh, the school. How about that? Ring any bells? Joey: Uh, yes. Hetson: What's it about? Joey: It's about a teacher who's trying to explain something to his students. Hetson: What's he trying to explain? Joey: Death and loss. Hetson: Why is he trying to explain it? Joey: Because it keeps happening to them over and over again, like this endless cycle. First, the orange trees, then the herb garden, then the tropical fish. You know, it's absurd, really, because... one minute, they're there. The next minute... they're gone, and the thing that's true, the part of it that's true, the part of it that's real, is that no one ever does explain it to him because... no one can. Hetson: That's great, Joey. Of course, you forgot all about the snakes and the puppies, but, oh, look, we're out of time for today. Monday, everyone, Saul bellow. [The Class leaves and as Joey is about to finish packing her bag and leave, Hetson walks over to talk to her.] Hetson: Got a second, Potter? [He goes to hand her some money.] Joey: What's this? Hetson: This is 50 bucks. Ok, look, I know you're poor, but don't tell me you're so poor you've never seen 50 bucks before. Joey: I don't get it. Hetson: For taking care of Harley while I was teaching yesterday. She said that you helped her out with something, said she was having some kind of a crisis. Joey: She was having a crisis? Hetson: Yes, look, just take the money, will you? It'd be a whole lot easier for me than trying to be nice to you for the rest of the frickin' semester. Joey: Wait a second. Why would you be nice to me? Why? Hetson: Because as you pointed out the other day, this really isn't about me. Her mother's gone, and her father... Joey: Is a gigantic scuzzbucket? Hetson: Yes, he is, actually... most days, anyway, according to her. You, on the other hand, she seems to like. Joey: Yeah, well, I'm very likable, but likable and poor. Hetson: $50, 3 times a week. Joey: 65, and I'll help the little angel with her homework, not that she'd want help from a "D" student. Hetson: Deal. Joey: Here. Hetson: What's that? Joey: 50 bucks. No charge for yesterday. Hetson: Uh, look, don't do me any favors, Potter. Joey: I'm not. You wouldn't understand, ok? Hetson: Was it a girl thing or something? Joey: No, it's a human-being thing. [Scene: An LA Beach. Dawson comes walking down the beach and finds Todd standing there with a surf board and Todd is not surprised to see him.] Todd: So you found me then, did ya? Dawson: Called the surf report. There were only so many beaches you could possibly be at. Todd: I can see I'm gonna have to get one of those little men in black dealies, deprogram you now that our long association is over. It's too dangerous, isn't it? Having that much information floatin' around out there, everybody just waiting to be used against ya? Dawson: I came by to apologize. Todd: For what? For stealin' me job? Look, after you told 'em no yesterday, like the bloody idiot that you are, they called me. They even apologized, as much as they're capable of. Dawson: So what's next? We do sh**t here? We go back to Boston? What? Todd: I'm sorry, mate. You misunderstood me. We're not doing anything. You are. Dawson: Wait a minute. I've been through this before. I'm not gonna Todd: Not gonna what? Not gonna benefit from being at the right place at the right time? That's all it is, you know. Doesn't mean you're actually going places or that you're more talented than I am, you know. I mean Dawson: God, no. You're like... Barely functional, but you're... like my mentor. Todd: What, not Steven bloody Spielberg? Dawson: Well, he... hasn't been returning my phone calls. Todd: Just don't make it any worse, ok? And listen, the absolute first thing you have to remember to do when you're on set is take a picture of Natasha's face at the exact moment that she's introduced to her new director... 'cause that's something I bloody well have to see. Come in. [They walk along the beach together and camera fades to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x11 - Day Out of Days"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 612 - All the Right Moves In this episode: Joey follows Eddie to his family home where they face up to their true emotions and the obstacles they must overcome to be together. Back in Boston, Pacey is invited to an exclusive party where he receives a promotion and is recruited to be part of a special project but is tipped off that the project maybe not be ethical. Audrey returns from Los Angeles and is welcomed back into the band, but blows her chances by getting drunk just before taking the stage. Original Airdate: January 22, 2003 [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Jen, Jack and Pacey are sitting at a table talking together, when Joey comes up and joins them carrying a bowl full of popcorn. They are all joking and laughing with one another.] Jen: Yeah, yeah, and if I said-- if I said--if I said one word like that, the whole thing would be, like, aah! [All laugh] Jen: And another thing about bad bosses [Audrey comes into the bar and looks around and sees them and sheepishly goes over to the table] Joey: Oh. Audrey: So... anyway, here's the thing. Um, I messed up, and I'm really sorry... you know, for my insane behavior the past couple of months, for any pain or worry I might have caused you guys, for... pushing you away when you were just trying to be my friends. So the thing is that after the whole Christmas debacle, you know, I went home to Los Angeles, and... this one night, this one horrible, horrible night, I found myself at this party in Malibu on this beach... full of strangers. And the sun was coming up, and... I was just drunk off my ass, and... I remember looking around and thinking, "you know what? "Maybe the problem isn't Joey... "or Pacey or... "Jen or C.J. "Or jack or Dawson or anyone else. "Just maybe... maybe it's me." I don't expect you to forgive me right away because I do realize how bad I've messed up, and... you know, I just... if you guys wanna call me sometime, you know, just to say hi, that would be really cool. Because I really love you guys, and I miss you, and I'm just really sorry. [They all get up and stop her before she can leave] Joey: Audrey. Jen: Audrey. Pacey: Hey, come on. Come back here. Joey: Audrey. Audrey. Joey: Hey. We missed you. Audrey: Yeah. I missed you, sweetie. Jen: It's ok. [They all take turns hugging Audrey] Audrey: Oh, god! Ha! [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Emma is leaning on the pool table while staring at the new bartender, when Joey comes walking up from the back room. Joey sees Emma and decides to find out what she is doing.] Joey: What are you doing? Emma: I was just having a sexual fantasy about the new bartender. We were out in the alley, and we were doing it against the brick wall behind the garbage bins. Joey: Interesting. 'Cause to me, it's totally the pool table. Emma: Joey potter, I am shocked! Joey: What? I am not above the occasional random sexual fantasy to help the otherwise glacially paced workday. Believe me. Don't let the prim exterior fool you. Underneath it all, I'm actually... less prim. Emma: [Laughs] Oh, while we're on the subject of bartenders with lust-worthy asses, whatever happened to Eddie? Joey: What do you mean? He got fired. Emma: Well, I know that. But he never even came back to clear out his locker. Joey: Well, why would you think that I would know where he was? Emma: Well, weren't you two Joey: Oh. Oh, we had a little fling. A barely significant fling. I mean, it was... nothing. Emma: I guess I must have got it wrong. Joey: Yeah. Me and Eddie, way over. It was over before it started. Emma: Ok, well, good. Then I guess you wouldn't mind clearing out his locker. The boss has been asking me about it, and we really do need the space. I'd do it myself, but I was kinda hoping to cut out early for band practice. Joey: Yeah, sure. That's no problem. Emma: Good. Ok. Um, I guess you can pretty much just throw everything into the garbage. If there was anything of any worth, I'm sure he would have come back for it already. Joey: Right. Emma: You're a love. [She looks down at the bartender's ass as he walks by and winks at Joey] Oh. Have fun then, Joey. [Scene: The Brokerage. Pacey is attending a meeting with the other brokers in the office. Rich is going over the tasks ahead of them.] Rich: So continue watching to see if the merger takes. In the meantime, advise caution to your clients. Now one final note. I'd like to remind you to keep pushing Stepatech industries. It's about to sh*t through the roof. When their new drug gets approved on Monday, anyone who holds the stock is going to be very, very rich. And I don't need to remind you that Stepatech itself is a client here, and we'd like to keep them happy, so keep giving it the hard sell. All right, let's go out there and make some money. [Everyone leaves] Rich: Witter, can I talk to you for one second? Please. [Rich turns to Pacey before he can leave] Rich: Here's the thing. I know we've had our problems in the past, but don't think that because of that I'd let your good work go unnoticed or unrewarded. Pacey: Rich, please, the enormous commissions are reward enough for me. Rich: Spoken like a true acolyte. So I have an extra reward in store for you. There's a big shindig tomorrow night at the home of Roger Stepavitch. Do you know who Roger Stepavitch is? Pacey: Of course I do. He's the founder and CEO of Stepatech industries. Rich: Very good. He asked me personally to bring my most promising seller to this particular shindig, which puts me in kind of a tough position because, well, it's you, Pacey. You're my best seller. Let's face it. You have some sort of natural gift for this stuff, a gift which unfortunately is matched only by your incredible ego and attitude. And I'm torn because on the one hand, I see flashes of greatness in you. And on the other hand, I see flashes of you freaking out on me in the middle of the French quarter down in New Orleans, or you suddenly pretending to get sick and blwing off work for a couple days for no apparent reason. So as you can see, I'm in a bit of a bind. I want to bring you to this party, Pacey. But first I need to know something. Can you be a team player? Pacey: Wow, rich, I-- I mean, uh, heh. I don't know what to say here. I'm honored. Rich: Yeah. Pacey: I'm honored by the trust that you've placed in me, and I do know that we have had our differences in the past. But you should know that now I am 100% committed to this job and everything that it has to offer. And I fully realize what an enormous opportunity you're giving me here by taking me to this party, so Rich: Witter, I don't need your life story. A simple yes or no would have sufficed. Pacey: Right. Well, in that case, yes, absolutely. You can count on me 100%. I'm a team player. Rich: Good. It's settled, then. You're coming to the party. Pacey: I--I appreciate that. That's--this is fantastic. [Scene: Outside Emma's Apartment. Audrey turns the corner of the hallway to Emma's apartment and sees a line of women lined up to her door. She makes her way around the women, and knocks on the door. Emma opens the door and is a shocked to see Audrey there.] Emma: Sorry to keep you all waiting. I-- oh. Hello. Audrey: Dude, what is up with all the Courtney Love wannabes? It's like an Audrey convention out there. Emma: Um, yes, well, why don't you come on in and I'll explain about that. Audrey: [Sighs] Hey. Ok, you guys, what's up? Why are you looking at me like somebody died? Emma: I don't know how to say this. Um, those girls out there? They're out there because they're auditioning to be lead singer of this band. Audrey: But we already have a lead singer, you guys. Emma: Yes, we did have a lead singer. Unfortunately, she flaked out so terribly, she had to be replaced. You know, got drunk a lot, messed up on stage, and then disappeared to California without so much as a phone call, missing several band rehearsals, you know, the usual bit that gets lead singers kicked out of bands. But the thing is we have a gig tomorrow night, like, a real gig. Well, we're third on the bill, but we're opening up for a band that's opening up for a band that's really good. Like, amazing, actually, and... this could potentially be huge for us, and we can't afford to muck it up. Audrey: What band? Emma: Loud milk. Audrey: Oh. I love that band. Emma: Don't we all, and we're playing at the Bent Elbow. Audrey: The place is, like, famous. Emma: I know. It's all fairly monumental, which is why we needed a new lead singer, one with the talent minus the drama. Audrey: Ok. I got it, but... the thing is... that you guys should know, is that there was this lead singer, you know, the one who flaked out terribly and messed up and deserved to get fired, but, you see, that lead singer--she's gone. Because she had this moment of clarity on a beach in Malibu, and she realized that all of the drinking and the partying and--and the general mayhem was costing her the things that were most important in her life like her friends and... this band. You guys, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry because this band is one of the few things that I care about in the whole stupid world! Ok, and--and you have got to admit that I may be part of the reason why you guys got that gig. And you know that none of those girls out there are gonna be half as good as me when I'm good! And I promise you that if you give me another chance, I will be better than good. I will be the best. Please. You guys, just gimme-- just gimme another chance, please? [Emma looks at the other and members and they all nod their approval.] Emma: Ok. But I swear, if you make me regret this, I will kll you. Audrey: No, I won't, I won't, I won't! [Audrey runs over and hugs Emma and they both fall onto the couch.] Emma: Aaaah! [Scene: Back room of Hell's Kitchen. Joey is cleaning out Eddie's locker. She throws away some papers, and a shirt that he has left in the locker. She reaches in and pulls out a large envelope that was addressed to Eddie at his parent's house, and opens and pulls out a letter and large document. She reads the letter, and it is a rejection letter from a publisher. She looks at the document and reads Greetings from Worchester Short Stories by Eddie Doling on the cover page. She decides not to throw this out.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Bent Elbow. Audrey and Emma's band are rehearsing in front of many of the other bands members, and everyone is getting into the music that they are playing. Audrey is singing Bad Times and is sounding rather good now that she is sober.] [Rock music playing] [They finish the song, and rap their rehearsal session.] Emma: that actually sounded very good. All right. So, everyone meet back here at 8:15? Audrey: Ok. Sure. [Audrey walks into the back room and runs into a member of one of the other bands playing.] Man: Hey. Audrey: Hello. Man: You girls rock. Audrey: Oh. Well, thanks. Man: So, um... uh, you like to have fun? Audrey: I guess. Man: Well, I'm with the, uh, the other opening band, Satan's Tampon? You ever hear of us? Audrey: [Laughs] I can't say that I have. Man: Right. Well, there's a-- there's a party happenin' later on the tour bus if you wanna come. [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Joey and Harley are there sitting on her bed, and Joey is tutoring Harley in Geometry.] Joey: Ok, Harley, all you have to do is follow the formula. It's simple. "A" squared plus "b" squared equals "c" squared. Harley: [Scoffs] Forget it. I'm never gonna get it. Joey: Yes, you will. You just follow the formula. Harley: Screw the formula. The formula can lick my lily-white ass. Joey: Nice. You kiss your father with that mouth? Harley: Ew, gross. Why would I kiss my father? Joey: You know what? Fine. Why don't we take a break? You want a soda? Harley: I'd rather have a vodka. Joey: Oh, sorry. We're out. [Joey throws her a can of soda, and Harley is just staring at her.] Joey: What? Harley: Just wonderin' how you're holdin' up. Joey: How I'm holding up? Harley: Look, we could sit here all night and pretend that I don't know what I know about you and Eddie or you could actually realize that I might be a good confidante or shoulder to cry on. We could talk about it. Joey: I appreciate the offer, but there's really nothing to talk about. Harley: What do you mean there's nothing to talk about? The boy just disappeared with no explanation. He broke your heart. You're dying inside, wanting to know what happened to him. Joey: Thanks for the recap. Harley: Joey, listen, I may be a 15-year-old idiot, but... I'm also your friend, and I understand the situation with you and Eddie better than you're giving me credit for. Joey: You're my friend? Harley: Yeah. We're friends. Aren't we? Joey: Yeah, I guess we are. Harley: Cool. So, how's the search going? Any new leads? Joey: What search? What, am I supposed to hire a private detective to find some guy I dated for 2 months who obviously never wants to see me again? Harley: Well, how do you know he doesn't want to see you? Maybe he just got bonked on the head and now he has amnesia. Or maybe he got kidnapped by international jewel thieves. Point is, you have to be your own detective. Joey: Well, now that you mention it, and I can't believe I'm telling you this, but... I sort of found a manuscript he wrote. It had a phone number and address on it in Worcester, which is where his parents live, and they probably know where he is Harley: Well, what are you waiting for? Joey: What, am I just supposed to call them up and ask? Harley: Yes! Duh. Joey: Don't you think it-- it seems a little desperate and pathetic? Harley: It's romantic and heartfelt. Joey: I guess it wouldn't hurt to call. I mean, at least I'd know where he was. You know, that he was alive. Harley: Go. Call. [Dialing] Harley: What's going on? Joey: Oh, it's all very exciting. The phone is actually ringing. Harley: [Laughs] Shut up. [Cut to a ringing Phone. Eddie Picks it up off he toolbox next to the car he is working on] Eddie: Hello? [Joey hangs up the phone, and Eddie looks confused for a sec, then goes back to work on the car.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The big Fancy Party. Rich and Pacey have just arrived at the party and have walked in to join the party. A man sees them and walks over to welcome them.] Rich: Welcome to the big leagues, my friend. Please don't embarrass me. Carl: Rich Rinaldi. Rich: Hi. Carl: Hey. How ya doing? It's good to see ya. Rich: Good to see you. Carl: So, congratulations on landing the account. Roger's over there singing your praises. Rich: That's certainly appreciated, Carl. We do our best. This is, uh, Carl Rosen, VP in charge of marketing at Stepatech. Have you met Pacey Witter, one of our most promising young sellers? I have a feeling you're gonna be hearing a lot from him in the future. Carl: Oh, pleasure to meet you, Mr. Witter. Pacey: It's a pleasure to meet you, too, sir. Carl: Well, gentlemen, keep up the good work. Enjoy yourselves. Pacey: Thank you. Rich: Thanks. [Rich sees a woman at the other end of the room] Rich: Ah. Excuse me. Uh, I see someone that I'm going need to pow-wow with. You gonna be ok on your own for a little while? Pacey: [Chuckles] [Rich goes off, and Pacey goes over to the hors devour table and grabs a small one when a strange but very good looking lady comes quickly over to join him] Lady: Ok. Save me. Pacey: I'm sorry? Lady: Ok, there's this 98-year-old man over there that will not stop grabbing my ass. So, you know, just until he stops lurking, just pretend that we're having some sort of a conversation. Pacey: Ok. [Laughs] Hi. Lady: That's it? That's it? That's all I get? "Ok. Hi"? Pacey: Ok. Hi, I'm Pacey Witter. Lady: Oh. Well, so, you're Pacey Witter. Pacey: What, you've heard of me? Lady: Let's just say that your reputation precedes you. Now, I've heard that you are quite the up-and-coming young talent, a real boy wonder. Pacey: And just where did you hear that? Lady: Let's just say that I make it my business to know these things. Pacey: So, then, you work for Stepatech? Lady: Nope. Pacey: So... Lady: it must be a real honor, rich picking you out of everybody to come here tonight? Pacey: I see. You know rich. Well, whatever you do, do not believe a word that man says about me. Lady: So, tell me something, Pacey. You're new at this, right? Pacey: Mm-hmm. Lady: Mm-hmm. Tough business. Lotta sharks. Pacey: Ah, it's not so bad. Lady: Why this? Smart kid like you, you could be in college. I mean, is it the money or Pacey: No. No. Not really. Well, that's a lie. In the beginning it was definitely the money, and then after that, it was the thrill of the hunt, the adrenaline, and now I guess it's some combination of the both. And what about you? What do you do? Lady: Ooh. I guess he's gone. Pacey: Wait, that's it? You're just gonna leave? Lady: Mm-hmm. Pacey: But I don't even know your name. Lady: Well, you're gonna have to try a little harder than that. I'll see ya later, Pacey. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is sitting at the end of the bar, reading the short stories of Eddie's. Hetson comes rushing into the bar and immediately goes over to Joey.] Hetson: Where is she? Joey: Who? Hetson: Who? Who, she says. You know damn well who! Joey: Harley? Hetson: Harley, get your butt out here this instant! Joey: Harley isn't here. Hetson: You don't have to cover for her, Joey. The school called. She cut class again. Fourth time this month. Harley? Come on, I know you're hiding. Don't be afraid, just get your ass out here so that I can kick it into oblivion. Joey: You know, I hate to interrupt your extremely effective parenting techniques, but I'm afraid she's really not here. Hetson: Well, where do you think she went? I mean, she--she's probably ok, right? I mean, I mean you--you think she's ok, don't you? Joey: Where is this coming from? Hetson: Look, Joey, I--I admit that I haven't been the most present parent to this point, but sometime-- I don't know, one minute it was all barney and Elmo, and now, well, I'm kinda startin' to realize that my little muffin might just be a juvenile delinquent. Joey: All right. Calm down. She's not a juvenile delinquent. I mean, yeah, she talks a good game, and she may skip school occasionally, but... it's all just a front. Trust me. Hetson: Still doesn't change the fact that she's missing. My little girl is missing. [Harley comes walking up to join them] Harley: Hey, daddy. Hetson: Harley. Where have you been, young lady? Harley: I just had an errand to run... in Worcester. [Eddie comes walking up behind Harley] Eddie: Hey. [Scene: Band's Tour Bus. There are a lot of people in the bus partying, and Audrey is sitting on one of the couches a little out of place.] [Rock music playing] Man: Big gig, huh? Audrey: Yeah. Man: You nervous? Audrey: No. That's a lie. Yeah, actually, tremendously. I don't think I've ever done this sober before. Man: Well, in that case [She looks at the bottle, and nods her head no.] Audrey: I quit. Man: Quit? Audrey: I'm re-assessing my life or something. Man: Bummer. Audrey: Yeah. Man2: Yeah, whatever happened to that girl in Philly? [She finally gives in, and decides to have a drink.] Audrey: You know what? Actually, can I just... have a sip? Man2: Yeah. Sure. Audrey: Thanks. [One of the guys holds out his hand with 3 pills on it.] Man: Want one of these? Audrey: Ok. [She takes one and chugs it down with the bottle of alcohol still in her hand.] Audrey: Ugh. There you go. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is trying to keep herself busy working while trying to ignore Eddie, but he is following her all around the bar. ] Eddie: So do you think maybe you could stop ignoring me so we could go somewhere and talk? Joey: Oh, I'm sorry. Was I ignoring you? [Hetson comes walking up to the bar, and stops in front of Joey carrying 2 empty glasses and finishing off a buffalo wing in his hand.] Hetson: My compliments to the chef on the deep-fried buffalo wings. They're excellent tonight. Joey: Shouldn't you be home punishing her? Hetson: I am punishing her. I'm making her sit and have a meal with her father. By the way, we're outta root beer. Joey: Ask the bartender. Hetson: Hey. Thank you for driving her back, but do me a favor. The next time my daughter comes to visit you in the gutter, shut the door, slither off, and stay the hell away from her. [He turns from Eddie and Joey and goes off in search of the bartender.] Eddie: So, that's it? You're just not gonna talk to me? Joey: If you have something to say, go ahead. Eddie: Fine. Look, Joey, I'm--I'm here because I know, and I wanna help you deal with this. I mean, it's my problem, too. Joey: What? Eddie: Look, Harley told me. Ok? I know. Joey: Know what? Eddie: About... about the whole, you know, the whole pregnancy thing. Joey: Oh. You mean the whole fake pregnancy thing she made up in order to lure you here under false pretenses. That whole pregnancy thing. Eddie: So, whoa, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. You're not-- you mean you're-- you're not pregnant? Joey: No. Eddie: Oh, thank god. Joey: Even if I was, I certainly wouldn't tell Harley. [Joey moves a tray that was sitting on the short stories she was reading earlier.] Eddie: Hey, is this my, uh-- where did you get this? Joey: Just one of the many non-valuables you left behind for someone else to clean up. Eddie: Oh, I see. So I leave you behind, therefore you send your little minion to come after me and trick me back? Joey: But perhaps if you didn't wanna be found, Eddie, maybe you should've covered your tracks a little better. Eddie: Did you-- did you call my house and hang up yesterday? Joey: No. Eddie: Wow, you know, I mean, it makes sense. I mean, you're obviously pissed off by the way things ended between us. Joey: Oh, you see, you know what? That's where you're wrong because things actually really never ended between us, Eddie. You just up and moved to Worcester for no apparent reason without even informing me, which to me, if you ask me, that's not really an ending, now, is it? I don't care. I mean, now that I know you're alive, the mystery's solved. You can go. Eddie: Joey, I left, but did you ever stop to think that maybe I did that for you? Joey: Are you dying, Eddie? Eddie: No. Joey: Were you protecting, uh, government secrets? Were you kidnapped by international jewel thieves? Is that it? Because otherwise, the only person you did that for was yourself. It was a nice, easy out. I get it. You know what, you got it. You're out. Eddie: Do you think it was that easy? It was the hardest thing I've ever done. Joey: Really? Eddie: You know what? Forget it, ok? It doesn't matter. I'm just gonna go. Joey: Fine. Eddie: Fine. Joey: Fine! [Eddie turns and leaves, and Joey grabs her coat and goes outside after him] Joey: So, why, Eddie? Eddie: Why? Because, ok? Joey: Because? Eddie: Because. Because I couldn't even face you. Ok? Because I was ashamed. Joey: Ashamed? Ashamed of what? Eddie: Ashamed of what? Joey, I couldn't even find a job. I couldn't pay rent. They turned my electricity off. I had cockroaches crawling on my arm. Joey: But why would you think that would make a difference to me, Eddie? I mean, I'm poor, too, remember? I'm just like you. Eddie: No, ok? You are not just like me, 'cause you actually have a future. You actually have a life ahead of you. Joey: So do you. Eddie: No! No, don't you see? I mean, that's why I punched Hetson that time, because he was right, and I knew he was right. I mean, why is it that you're the only one who can't see it? Joey, I'm nothing. I'm just a guy with no job, no money in the bank, no prospects, no education, no talents, nothing. Hell, I even got the rejection letter to prove it. Joey: They said you have promise. Eddie: Well, they say that to everyone they reject. Joey: Yeah, but in your case, it's true. Eddie: Look, I appreciate the pep talk and all, I do. But let's face facts. I mean, you and I, we're headed for 2 very different futures. And the truth is, Joey, is... you deserve to be with the best guy in the room, not the one who picks up his trash or buses his table. You're gonna have whatever you want in this life, Joey. Joey: I wanted you. Eddie: No. No, you wanted that guy you met in English class. And I'm not him. I gotta go. [Scene: The Bent Elbow. Emma's Band is up on stage starting up, when Audrey comes stumbling up to the stage and slams down a sht of alcohol before grabbing the mic and begins singing, much poorer than before.] [Audience applauding] Audrey: What is up, bent elbow?! [Begins singing Love Is All Around ] [Scene: The Fancy Party. Pacey is standing with 2 other guys at the party and listening to them rant on.] Man: Well, I got in on the ground floor. Sort of had an instinct about it. Man2: Instinct or luck? Man: I don't believe in luck when it comes to money. Man2: The lucky ones never do. [Pacey looks over and sees the lady he was talking to earlier talking with some other guys, when Rich comes up and gets his attention.] Rich: Come on, we have some business to attend to. Pacey: Do you know her? Rich: Who? Pacey: Her. Rich: Uh, well, from the back of her head, I'd say I have absolutely no idea. Now, perhaps, you'd like to join me in the private office of Roger Stepavitch so we can discuss ways you and I can get closer to becoming millionaires. Pacey: I can do that. Rich: Good. [Scene: The Private Office of Roger Stepavitch. Rich and Pacey take a seat at the couch opposite of Roger, as he sits down in a large leather chair to talk business.] Roger: So, Pacey, rich tells me you have quite a raw talent. Pacey: Well, everything I learned, I learned from Rich. Roger: Well, I appreciate all your hard work. You've helped sell a lot of Stepatech stock for us. Pacey: Only because I believe in your company, sir. Roger: Tell me, Pacey, were you surprised when rich told you that we decided you should take on a more prominent role in the handling of the Stepatech corporate account? Rich: Actually, roger, I hadn't mentioned it to him yet. Roger: Oh. Pacey: And I'm really sorry, gentlemen, but I don't think I follow. What do you mean, a more prominent role? Rich: Uh, it's like a promotion, Pacey. Your title will stay the same, but you will be getting a substantial raise. And from now on, your name will be on all transactions that we handle for Stepatech corporate. Pacey: That's-- that's fantastic. But honestly, do you think I'm ready for something like that? I mean, I just finished those series 7s, and I'm a little green, but other than that, you know, if you think I can do it Roger: Uh, I thought that you said that, um Rich: Actually, I'm a little surprised by your attitude, Pacey. Pacey: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I think I mis-spoke. It's just such a fantastic opportunity for a man as young as myself. It caught me a little flat-footed. But let it never be said that Pacey J. Witter is not all about stepping into the future, which, if I'm correct, is actually the slogan for your fine company. Rich: That'll do. Roger: Excellent. Well, welcome aboard, young man. I predict great things for you in the future. Pacey: Well, thank you, sir. And I hope I can live up to your expectations. Roger: I have no doubt that you will. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is cleaning up the table that Harley is sitting at.] Harley: You're mad at me, aren't you? Joey: No. Harley: Yes, you are. I know I messed up. I'm sorry. You were so sad, I just thought I could help. Joey: I know, Harley. It's just that in the future, maybe you could obtain express written consent before you go off willy-nilly telling boys that I'm pregnant. Or on second thought, maybe you could just not do it at all, ok? Harley: I won't. Promise. Joey: Thanks. Harley: So what happened? Joey: He's gone. He just left, and he's given up, and the thing that sucks about it is I read those stories, and they're actually really good, and he's never gonna do anything with them. He's probably just gonna rot away in Worcester for the rest of his life and there's nothing that I can do. Harley: Look. [She points over to her father who is standing at the bar, paying the bill.] Joey: What? Harley: Hello? Joey: No. Harley: Why not? Joey: Because I'm... I'm not asking your dad to read his stories. I mean, he'd never help him, and even if he wanted to, Eddie would never let him. Harley: It's worth a try, isn't it? I mean, if my dad hates them, Eddie never has to know, and if he loves them, maybe he can help him. It's better than him rotting away in Worcester forever. [She goes over to Hetson with the stories, that she has grabbed from behind the bar.] Joey: Professor Hetson, um... I was wondering if you could maybe read these short stories and tell me what you think. Hetson: You are aware that I'm honest to a point some have called brutal? Joey: Yes. Hetson: And that I've crushed more than one would-be Sylvia Plath's literary ambitions into oblivion? You're still willing to take that chance with yours? Joey: They're not really my ambitions. [He looks at the Short stories and sees Eddie's Name.] Hetson: No. Joey: Come on. You just have to read them. I mean, they're really good. They're amazing, actually. Hetson: I don't care. Joey: You're his last chance, professor Hetson. I know that you have connections. If you could just give him some encouragement, at least? Hetson: Look, miss potter, let's get something clear. Not only is your Mr. Doling not a registered student at Worthington, not only did he try to defraud our hallowed university, ok, not only did he kidnap my one and only- Joey: He didn't kidnap her. He gave her a ride home. Hetson: Potato, po-tah-to. The thing is, Joey, I could forgive all that if it were not for one fatal mistake. He punched me in the face. I mean, there could have been scarring, broken bones. We're talking serious disfigurement of one of my most cherished assets, and that is not cool in my book. Come on, Harley. We gotta go. [Hetson turns to leave, and Harley grabs her coat and the stories out of Joey's hands] Harley: Don't worry. I'll work on him. Joey: Don't forget your bag. Harley: Shh. [Scene: Bent Elbow. Audrey is still singing with the band, but is actually getting worse. She is having trouble with the lines of the song, and stumbling around on the stage while singing. The band just look at one another shaking the heads, but continue playing.] [Audrey singing Bad Times and Love Is All Around mixed together] [She jumps into the crowd, and does some crowd surfing. The drugs are getting to her and things are starting to get out of focus. The put her back on the stage and she grabs the mic she dropped] Audrey: aah, whoa! I want to be the lizard king! [She passes out on the stage] Man: Boo! [Audience booing] Woman: She sucks! [Audience booing] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Back stage of the Bent Elbow. Audrey is sitting on a chair leaning against the walk to keep from falling over. Emma comes walking up and hands her a bottle of water.] Emma: Feel better? Audrey: Yeah. Emma: Good. You're out of the band. Audrey: No. Emma, you can't kick me out. You can't. I can do better because I had this moment of clarity on a beach in Malibu and I know that I need to be better, and I can Emma: Don't want to hear it, Audrey. You're out. I'll call you a cab. Go home and sleep it off. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is cleaning up the bar, when Hetson comes storming in and walks over to her.] Hetson: Yes, yes, I am back. Can you believe it? Harley "forgot" her backpack. Joey: Oh, yeah, um, I'll get it for you. It's right behind the bar. Hetson: So your little plan worked. Harley annoyed me into reading a couple of Mr. Doling's stories. [He hands her the stories] Joey: Really? Hetson: Yes. And while I found them to be overall perhaps maybe a little overwrought and derivative, they do show at their core a writer with potential. Joey: Really? You think he has potential? Hetson: Don't make me say it again. Joey: Well, I mean, is there something-- there's gotta be something you can do to help him. I mean, maybe you can show his stories to a publisher. Hetson: He's not ready for that. Joey: Well, maybe you could pull some strings at Worthington. Hetson: No. Joey: Come on, there's gotta be something you can do, anything. Hetson: All right. There is someone I know who teaches at the California writer's workshop. Joey: Are you serious? Do you think you can get him in? Hetson: I think Eddie could get Eddie in with my recommendation. Joey: Well, isn't that place kind of, like, prestigious? Hetson: Kinda, like, uh-huh. Joey: Well, he doesn't even have an undergrad degree. Hetson: Yeah, no, I know. I still think he's got a sht. Let me know what he says. Joey: Oh, yeah, well, you know what, actually, professor Hetson, I think he'd rather hear it from you. Hetson: Joey, the kid punched me. I'll try and get him into this program, but I kinda think that that's enough. Joey: Yeah, but, see, professor Hetson, the thing is, he's kind of... given up, and I don't think he'd listen to me. I really... we're not on the best of terms. Hetson: It's a fascinating saga. Tell you what. It's up to you. You want to try and convince him, tell him I'll write a recommendation, but either way, it's up to you. The ball's in your court, kid. Look, I'm off. I've got Harley chained to a radiator. [Joey looks at him in shock.] Hetson: Kidding, Joey. Get a sense of humor. [Scene: The fancy party. Pacey is getting ready to leave, and is waiting for the valet to bring his car around when the mystery lady from earlier comes walking up from behind him] Lady: So, I guess this is good night. Pacey: You know, I'm never going to be able to call you if you don't tell me your name. Lady: That was a big night for you in there, huh? Pacey: Yeah, I guess it was. Lady: Yeah. So, um, I saw you and rich going into Roger's private office. Pacey: I'm sorry? Lady: Let me guess. You're moving up in the world, maybe he offered you a promotion? A big raise? Pacey: Are you a reporter? Lady: Look, I just think maybe you should ask yourself why this has all been so easy... or if it's just a little too good to be true. Good luck, Pacey. [She gets into the car that the valet has brought around and leaves.] [Scene: Joey and Audrey's Dorm Room. Audrey comes in and throws her coat on the floor and sits on her bed. After a minute or so she gets up and goes over to her dresser and grabs a bottle of alcohol out of her drawer and chugs a significant part of the bottle. After chugging the alcohol she looks at the bottle and then goes into the bathroom and pours out the rest of it into the sink. She goes to put the empty bottle onto the counter but it falls to the floor and smashes. Audrey goes back to her bed and collapses onto it.] [Scene: Outside Eddie's Parents' house. She stops at the walk outside the house and looks from the stories she is carrying to the front door.] Joey: [Gasps] [She goes up and knocks on the door] Eddie: Hey. Joey: Hey. Eddie: What are you doing here? Joey: I thought that you should have this. It doesn't belong in the garbage. [She hands him the stories, and he comes outside and closes the door.] Eddie: Thanks. Joey: Sure. I gave it to Hetson, and, uh, he said he could maybe get you into the California writer's workshop. Eddie: You, uh, gave this to Hetson? Joey: Yeah, that's right. Eddie: What's the point, Joey? I mean, they're not gonna let me in. Even if they did, I can't afford that place. Joey: Maybe there's a scholarship, ok? Or financial aid. The point is to at least try. I mean, this is a sht, Eddie, a real sh*t. I suggest you take it. Ok, you know what, if you want to be a coward about our relationship and run out on me, that's fine, but don't be a coward about this. I mean, this is your life. Don't give up so easily. I guess I should go. [She turns to leave, but stops and turns back] Joey: You know what? Actually, I'm not gonna go because that's just what you want me to do. Look, a long time ago, you told me that you wanted to be one of those people that took chances, who really lived life, but I guess that was a line, huh? Because as far as I can see, you're just afraid of me, of yourself, of actually living your life. Eddie: You're right. Joey: So now what? What are you gonna do about it? Are you just gonna sit here and rot away in Worcester? Eddie: No. [He kisses her, but she pushes him away.] Joey: Wrong answer. Eddie: I'm just doing what you told me to do. Joey: That's not what I meant. [Sighs] It's too late for that, Eddie. I... I gotta go. Eddie: Wait, Joey, wait. [Sighs] I love you. Please, Joey, don't--don't go. I don't want it to be too late. Joey: I love you, too. Bye. [Scene: Joey's dorm room. Joey comes into the dorm room, and sees Audrey passes out in bed, and she takes off her scarf. She sees Audrey's coat on the floor, bends down to pick it up, and looks into the bathroom and sees the smashed bottle of alcohol on the floor and turns quickly and runs over and tries to shake Audrey awake.] Joey: Audrey. Audrey. Audrey, wake up. Audrey! Audrey. [Audrey doesn't wake up and she quickly runs over and picks up the phone and dials 911.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x12 - All The Right Moves"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 613 - Rock Bottom In this episode: While directing sh*t on his film, Dawson finds his authority questioned when Natasha refuses to do a nude scene. Unable to say good-bye to Eddie, who is moving to California, Joey convinces him that Audrey should be in rehab in Los Angeles, and the three of them should drive there together into a rehab facility. Jen and C.J. set Grams up with C.J.'s Uncle Bill who turns out to be quite randy. Original Airdate: January 29, 2003 [Scene: Joey and Audrey's dorm room. Joey is packing a bag, while Audrey is trying to do anything she can to slow her down.] Audrey: I don't want to go to rehab. Joey: Too bad, sister. You're going. Audrey: Joey, I gotta tell you something. I read the brochures, and it doesn't look like a whole lot of fun. Joey: Audrey, do you remember how I found you unconscious the other night? Audrey: Duh. I was unconscious. Joey: You remember how the doctor said you could've died? Audrey: Don't you think he was being just a tad dramatic? I mean, I am sure that I'm not the first college student to suffer a mild case of alcohol poisoning, and I'm reasonably certain that I'm not gonna be the last. Joey: Audrey. You have a problem. A big problem. You need help. You need to be around people who love and care about you. Audrey: Right. And those people would be? Joey: Your parents? Audrey: [Snickers] Yeah. And thanks for calling 'em, by the way, because that was a fun conversation. Joey: My pleasure. Hey, do you want this? [Joey holds up a sweater.] Audrey: Mmm...no. That doesn't accentuate the rack enough. Joey: Audrey, you're going to rehab. I think you might want to focus more on getting better and less on getting laid. Audrey: Well, I don't see why a girl can't do both. I mean, what if Ben Affleck is there? He is the sexiest man alive, you know. Ooh, that reminds me. Did you pack my Jane magazines? I missed, like, 5 issues while I was out wasted and whatnot. Joey: Yeah. They're in here along with the stack of In Style and a tape full of Trading Spaces that I made for you. Audrey: Joey potter... you are a dream. And don't you forget it. Joey: I won't. [Telephone rings] Joey: Hello. Oh. Um, yeah. She'll be right down. Thank you. [Joey hangs up the phone and turns to Audrey] Joey: Well, your cab's here. Audrey: Joy. Joey: Gimme a big hug. Get better soon. Ok? Audrey: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Joey: You can do this. Audrey: Blah, blah, blah. [Sighs] Can I have a drink at the airport? Joey: No. Audrey: Just a little one? Joey: Sorry. Audrey: Bitch! Joey: And if you do have sex with Ben Affleck, call me. I want to hear how it is. Audrey: Oh, well, you will get one. Ok. I shall return. And when I do, I will be clean, sober, and a hell of a lot more boring. Joey: I can't wait. Audrey: Seriously, Joey... just thank you for... for everything-- for not giving up on me and all that. I kinda love you for it. Joey: You're a royal pain, and I love you, too. Ok. You can do this. [Deep sigh] Fly safe. Audrey: Ok. [They hug and Audrey grabs her bag and leaves. When she is out in the hall she stops by a corner in the hallway and leans against it] Audrey: [Sighs] [Opening credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey is late for something, and her printer is not printing at a speed that she feels is good enough, and is quickly getting impatient with it. She is in her coat and has her bag in her arms and is ready to go but the printer is holding her up.] Joey: Come on, come on. [Te document finishes printing and she quickly grabs it and shoves it into her bag. ] Joey: Ok. [she opens the door to leave and sees Eddie standing outside the door.] Eddie: Hey. Joey: Hey. Eddie: How you been? Joey: What do you want, Eddie? Eddie: I won't keep you. I... I just wanted to say good-bye. Joey: Really. 'Cause that's not really your style, is it? To what do I owe the honor? Eddie: [Chuckling] Man, the thing that always gets me about you, Joey, is that you're 10 times sexier when you're angry. And you seem to be angry at me a lot. Lucky me, I guess. Joey: Yeah. Well, it's nice seeing you. Keep in touch. Eddie: Wait. I've been thinking a lot about what you said that night. About taking chances, you know? About...not givin' up on myself. You were right about everything, Joey. I was afraid. Joey: You're...tellin' me this why, exactly? Eddie: I'm...goin' to California. Yeah. My sister lives out there. I'm gonna crash with her and her family. I've got an appointment with that school. Joey: That's great. Eddie: Yeah. And believe it or not, Hetson actually wrote me a recommendation. It looks like there might be some kind of scholarship for me. I mean, I don't know if anything will ever come of it, you know, but... I'm just gonna go for it, you know? Give it a sht. Joey: Good for you. Eddie: Yeah. Good for me. Joey: So...when are you leaving? Eddie: Tonight. Car's all packed. You know. Just me and the open road. Um... I'll let you get to class. You know, I just... I just wanted to say thank you... for everything. I owe you big time, Joey Potter. Joey: Good luck out there. Eddie: Yeah. Listen... I know you hate my guts... but you think a hug would be out of the question? Joey: [Sighs softly] [they hug. And they are both enjoying it without letting the other one know. Then Eddie kisses Joey and the phone rings in her room] [Telephone rings] Joey: Excuse me. Hello? Oh, hi, Mrs. Liddell. What?! Where is she, then? Ok, uh...let me check, and I'll call you back. Eddie: What is it? What's wrong? Joey: Remember how you said you owed me big time? Eddie: Yeah. Joey: I may be collecting a lot sooner than I thought. [Scene: The movie set. Dawson is attempting to sh*t the re-shts of the movie. They are sh*ting a scene with Natasha in it, and she comes running around the front of a car, while a guy playing her boyfriend is chasing her and tickling her.] Natasha: No tickling! I told you... no means no! Ha ha ha ha! Dawson: And cut! Awesome. Check the gate. We're movin' on. Frank: Moving on to what, exactly? Dawson: Next scene. Frank: I see. So I guess you weren't planning on getting any coverage here. Dawson: Um, I'm sorry. I said--I got excited. Not the next scene. I meant next sht. Frank: Which is? Dawson: I'm thinking dueling overs. Frank: [Chuckling] How interesting. 'Cause I'm thinking... that's not gonna work. It's impossible to light dueling overs. What else you got? Dawson: Ok. W-what would you suggest? Frank: I don't know. A couple years of film school, maybe. That chair doesn't make you a director, kid. [Frank laughs and then walks off, and several other cast members are giggling as well. Natasha comes walking up to Dawson as he stands there shaking his head.] Natasha: Can I ask you something? Dawson: Sure. Natasha: This scene... Dawson: Yeah? Natasha: Why does it suck so much? Dawson: [Sighs] You don't like it? Natasha: I hate it. Who wrote this crap? Dawson: I did. Natasha: Ooh. Well...could you maybe find a way to say some of this smarter? [Cell phone rings] Dawson: Um...hold that thought. [Dawson answers his cell phone] Dawson: Hello. Mom. [Chuckles] Dawson: Hey. Yeah. You know, can I call you back? This is really not a good time. I've--uh, yeah. I've--I'm eating fine. Ok. Yeah. Bye. [He hangs up and sees Natasha giggling at him] Natasha: How mommy doing? Dawson: [Sighs] She's great. Now, where were we? We were talkin' about how much I sucked. Right? Natasha: Right. So these pages, in addition to their general suckage, seem to imply that Claire needs to get naked. Dawson: Yeah. The studio wanted a little bit of gratuitous T&A. But don't worry. I plan to sh*t it very tastefully. Natasha: Oh. Good to know, Dawson. But I'm not getting naked. Dawson: What do you mean? Natasha: I don't do nudity. Dawson: But Natasha: No buts about it. I'm not gettin' naked. No means no. You know? Dawson: [Sighs] [Scene: Outside the Lindley's House. Grams gets out of the car parked out front, and slams the door.] Grams: Well, I never! [Jen comes walking up and sees Grams upset.] Jen: Whoa. Grams? Hey. Hey, hey. What's wrong? What is it? Grams: I think Clifton Smalls and I have just broken up. Jen: No! I thought you two were terminally smitten. What...what happened? Grams: He wanted me Jen: What?! Grams: To... Jen: Is this about sex? Did he want you to do something Grams: no, no, no. Everything's fine in that area. [Takes deep breath] A-any reference to Mr. Smalls' surname is a--a misnomer, so let's leave it at that. Jen: Oh! Grams: He wanted me to convert Jen: What? To convert what? Grams: To Judaism. Jen: Clifton Smalls is Jewish? Grams: He most certainly is. Jennifer, I can't do that. I can't turn my back on my faith. Jen: Big baby Jesus would have a fit. I'm sorry. Blasphemy, whatnot. Come on! You deserve so much better than that. Clifton smalls is a freak. Grams: Well, that's just it, Jennifer. Clifton Smalls is not a freak. Clifton smalls... is a wonderful man. [Scene: Some Apartment Building. Joey and Eddie come walking up to door #34 and begin knocking on the door.] [Knocking] Joey: Audrey, open up. I know you're in there. Audrey [Some guy opens the door and a huge puff of smoke comes out into the halls.] Bob: Where's the food? [Coughs] Who are you? Bob: I'm Bob. Joey: Audrey Audrey! Where the hell's Audrey? Bob: Oh, is that the blonde girl? Joey: Audrey You spent the night with my friend, and you don't even know her name? Bob: Well, we didn't really do much talkin', if you know what I mean. We porked. Joey: Audrey Where is she?! Bob: She's in the crapper. She went in there a while ago. [Joey goes over to the door of the bathroom and opens it and Eddie comes with her. She sees Audrey lying motionless in the bathtub] Joey: Aah! [Audrey wakes up and quickly covers herself seeing everyone] Audrey: Aah! Joey: Aah! Audrey: Aah! Eddie: Aah! Audrey: Aah! Joey: Audrey! What are you doing?! Audrey: Taking a bath! And I fell asleep! What does it look like I'm doing?! [Joey hands her a robe and she gets out of the tub] What the hell is he doin' here? I thought you two were splits Ville. Joey: Nice to see you, too, Audrey. You didn't show up for rehab. Audrey: You know, you've really got an eye for the detail. How long have you been on the force, detective? Joey: What happened? Audrey: Hey, is that guy still out there? Joey: Bob? Audrey: Is that his name? Oh, we didn't really do a lot of talking, if you know what I mean. Joey: Where did you find him? Audrey: I was doing karaoke around the corner at some bar, and I did this gn 'n' roses song, and the kid just started worshipping me. Joey: Look, that's it. I've heard enough. Ok? Pack your bags. Let's go. Audrey: Where? Joey: Eddie's driving to L.A., And I'm gonna take you to rehab. Audrey: [Audrey scoffs] Joey... just...don't get all after-school special on me now. I mean, it is sweet and everything, but it kinda gives me dumb chills. I'm not goin' to rehab. You're just gonna have to deal with it. Joey: Fine! Fine. Don't go to rehab. But at least come with us. I mean, clear your mind or something. I mean, do you really want to be hiding out Bob: [Coughing] Joey: With the likes... Bob: [Coughing] [Bob comes up to join them in the bathroom.] Bob: Guys mind if I pee? Audrey: Ok. I'll come on one condition. I get to bring Bob. Joey: No way! Audrey: Fine. Then I'm staying here. Joey: You don't even like him. Audrey: Sure, I do. He's 21. He can buy us drinks. Bob, I'll have you know, is an outstanding lay. Bob: I am? Audrey: Yes, bob, you are. Bob: Hear that, veronica? Betty thinks I'm an outstanding lay. Want a piece? Joey: Fine. Bob can come. Get your stuff. We'll be in the car. [Joey and Eddie leave them alone] Bob: Mmhh. So, where we goin', baby? Audrey: [Sighs] We are goin' to L.A. Bob: Cool. That's where Ozzy lives. You know, you have really beautiful breasts. And someone should tell you that every day. [Looks over at Audrey as she is rubbing some lotion on her hands] Bob: [Coughs loudly] Rub that lotion. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Eddie's Jeep. Joey, Eddie, Audrey and Bob have started their trip on the road. Audrey and Bob are asleep in the back seat while Eddie is driving and Joey is staring silently out the window at nothing at all. Joey notices that Eddie keeps looking over at her.] Joey: What? Eddie: Nothing. It's just you haven't said a word in, like, 4 hours. Joey: What do you want me to say? Eddie: Well, for starters, how about, "thank you for helping me out with all this"? Joey: You're the one who said you owed me big time. Besides, it's not like it's really out of your way or anything. Eddie: Well, it's really more about simple human kindness, Joey. Joey: Oh, this from a guy who dropped out of my life without so much as a passive-aggressive e-mail? How does that fit into your definition of "simple human kindness"? [Audrey stirs awake in thee back seat] Audrey: Mmmhhh... where are we? Joey: Somewhere in North Carolina. Audrey: Oh, mama! The south will rise again. Ok, you guys... [Yawns loudly] This road trip blows! Ok, for starters, the classic rock has gotta go. And secondly, we haven't stopped to do anything fun. It's not like we're in a rush! We should stop and smell the roses! [The sound of a loud fart breaks the silence] Joey: Oh, my god. Joey: Ohh! Eddie: Ohh! Audrey: Ohh! Eddie: Oh, god! Audrey: Man! What is that? [The all begin opening windows] Eddie: Man! That's not me. I did not Audrey: Oh, I am gonna throw up. [Gagging] [Bob suddenly wakes up] Bob: What's wrong, sugar? Audrey: Ohh! Bob: Ohh! What is that? Audrey: It's you, you freak! Bob: Oh. I'm sorry. My... my ass was relaxed while I was sleeping. [he farts again] Joey: Ohh! Ohhh! That is so disgusting! Audrey: Bob! I can't believe that I slept with you! Bob: I can't believe it, either, you know. Look, I've been wantin' to talk to you about somethin', ok? You know, when you're done with your whole little, uh, rehab thing, if you're, uh, in the market for a new addiction, I know this drug called b-o-b. [Chuckles] Bob: But I'm, you know, I'm sayin' I want to make us work, is what I'm sayin'. Audrey: All right, well we'll see about it, buddy. Bob: That's cool. That's really cool. Audrey: You know, we're gonna have to do something about the sex thing, Bob: What are you talking about? U--you told her I was an outstanding lay. Audrey: Ehh...it was a little brief. Don't you think? Bob: Well...you know... you--you--you-- you set one pace. You know, I was givin' it nice and slow, and then you went all hellcat on me. I can't-- I can't do that. Audrey: Oh! So it's my fault! Bob: Well, you're just-- you're just too good. That's what it is. [Scene: The movie set. Dawson is setting up a sht through the view finder of the camera., and then looks over some notes. He is about to make a phone call when the female executive that suggested him for the job walks up.] Executive: Dawson! How are you? Dawson: I'm great. Executive: Don't lie to me. Dawson: Excuse me? Executive: Don't lie to me. You're behind, the dailies are weak, was supposed to be 3 days of sht, now looks like 5. You have a meltdown on your hands here, Dawson. How you deal with this will define your career. Other than that, keep up the good work, sweetie pie. [She leaves him alone, and he grabs his phone and begins dialing.] Dawson: Todd Carr, please. It's Dawson. Leery. Leery. I trained you, remember? Well, can you try him on his cell phone? Please? [Sighs] All right, just leave word then. [He hangs up and Natasha who heard him on the phone walks over to join him.] Natasha: Not so easy, is it? Dawson: What do you mean? Natasha: Well, obviously you were hoping that Todd would just swoop in and save you. Dawson: Listen, Natasha, I feel like we got off on the wrong foot yesterday. What can I do to make today a more pleasant experience? Natasha: Well, in lieu of finding me a real director to work with, I'd settle for you trying to explain the scene to me. Dawson: What do you wanna know? Natasha: Well, for starters, you've given Claire this enormous speech that seems to be a whole lot of exposition. Dawson: 'Cause it is exposition. We need to explain all the stuff we cut out. Natasha: Oh. Well, that's all well and good, Dawson, but I think... all that you're shting for here can be accomplished in a simple look. Dawson: A look? Natasha: Between Claire and the kller. Dawson: A look? Natasha: Are you retrd, Dawson, 'cause you seem a little retrd right now? Dawson: No. I just don't think that's gonna work. Natasha: Well, you better get used to the idea because I'm not saying any of this. [She storms off and Frank has walked up behind them and is looking through the view finder of the camera, at the sht that Dawson has set up.] Frank: So that's your sht? Dawson: Yeah. What do you think? [he laughs and walks away, while another older assistant looks at him weird and then back at Dawson who sighs and shakes his head. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Gas Station. Joey and Eddie some out of the gas station. Eddie is carrying a bag and a tray full of coffees and Audrey is standing on the hood of the jeep as they walk up to it.] Eddie: Hey, you think maybe you could get off there? Audrey: Why? Eddie: Because it's dangerous. Not to mention, completely disrespectful. Audrey: What are you talking about? This car's a piece of crap. Eddie: I'm sure it pales in comparison to whatever trendy little BMW you have waiting for you back in 90210-land, but this is all I have. Audrey: Well, then I guess it sucks to be you, huh? Eddie: It's wrong to ht girls, right? Joey: Sadly, yes. Eddie: That's what I thought. Just checking. Audrey: Hey, you know, Eddie. I bet you're gonna look really hot pumping gas. Maybe that should be your next career move. Joey: Audrey, you're not funny. [She hops down and walks towards the passenger side of the jeep] Audrey: I am many things, Joey Potter, but not funny is not one of them. Joey: You should really lay off of him. I know you can't see it right now, but he's actually doing you a huge favor. Audrey: You know, since when are you in such a rush to defend blue collar Robby? And didn't he basically just reveal himself as a major league scum sucker with his little disappearing act? He bailed on you. Not exactly behavior becoming the world's best boyfriend now, is it? [Eddie sets the coffee and bag on the top of the car, while Joey is putting her cell phone back into her coat pocket] Audrey: Who were you just talking to? Joey: When? Audrey: Just now on your cell. Joey: Oh. I was just checking my messages. Audrey: Oh. Well, can I use it because I gotta make a call? Joey: Sure. [Audrey grabs her phone and hits the button to get the last number dialed] Audrey: Well, pants on fre, Joey. Joey: What? Audrey: You were talking to my mom. Joey: She's worried about you, Audrey. Audrey: I'm not going to rehab, ok? I already told you that. And if she's so worried about me, then where the hell is she? I mean did she fly out here when she heard that I was in trouble? No. She put me on a plane. And you wanna know something? You're no better. Joey: What? Audrey: This little road trip idea of yours, it certainly makes for a handy-dandy excuse to spend some quality time with your working class hero, now, doesn't it, Joey? Joey: You know what? You're very wrong about that. Audrey: I don't think so. You--why don't you just have the guts to tell me the truth? Stop wrapping it up in noble intentions because this isn't about me...clearly. It's about him. [Audrey opens the car door] Bob: Hey, don't break the seal. Don't break the seal! [Audrey gets into the jeep, while Joey goes over to Eddie who is still filling up the gas tnk] Joey: I'm sorry. Audrey's a mess. I'm... starting to think that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Eddie: Well, don't worry about it. Besides, it's a hell of a lot more interesting than going alone. [Engine starts] Eddie: Yo! [Audrey and bob drive off in the jeep, ripping the gas hose off the tnk as they drive off. Joey and Eddie just stand there in shock] [Scene: The Help Center. Jen and CJ are sitting at their desks waiting for calls, but they are not getting any. CJ is reading a book to pass the time, but Jen is obviously bored.] Jen: What is wrong? CJ: Nothing. What do you mean? Jen: The phone's aren't ringing. It's freaking me out. CJ: Why? Can't you enjoy the peace and quiet for a change? Jen: Maybe my Grams will call. CJ: How is she? Jen: I found her this morning staring at the phone, listening to Lionel Ritchie, just waiting for the phone to ring. It's breaking my heart. CJ: I know the drill. My, uh, uncle Bill, his wife died about a year ago, he was devastated. I mean, they were just like Ozzy and Sharon. Jen: Is he seeing anyone? CJ: No. No. He just discovered the internet. So the multitude of prn choices takes up most of his time. Jen: Hah. Sure. We should set them up. CJ: Hah. Yeah, right. Jen: You laugh. I'm serious. CJ: Yeah. I laugh. 'Cause my uncle Bill, he's, uh... he's not like most people. Jen: So, neither is my Grams. She's a freak. She's a thoroughly lovable freak, but she's a freak, nonetheless. Oh, come on, it'll be fun. I call my Grams, you talk to your uncle Will. CJ: Bill. Jen: Bill. [Scene: The side of a road. Eddie and Joey are walking down the road, and Eddie is trying to hitchhike a ride. While Joey walks slowly behind him. Eddie: Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. [the car drives by without slowing down] Eddie: Thank you. You know, maybe you should try this. Joey: I'm not gonna shake my ass just to get a ride. Eddie: I didn't say you had to, but if you felt it was important to the task, well, that would be ok, too. [another car approaches] Eddie: Hey! [Whistles] [yet again the car does not stop] Joey: How can you joke at a time like this? Eddie: What do you expect? What are we gonna do? I mean, this is ridiculous. You try to help someone, your car gets stolen, and you're stuck on the side of the road with someone who hates you. Joey: I don't hate you, Eddie, ok? It's just this wasn't the plan. I mean, we're supposed to be over, you and me, done. Kaput. Eddie: Ah, I see, so you're saying it's not over. Joey: I don't want to talk about that. I want to talk about Audrey. Eddie: Fine. Let's talk about Audrey. Joey: I can't figure out how to help her. I mean, I keep trying all different angles, but nothing seems to work. Eddie: You can't help her, Jo. That girl doesn't want anyone's help. Joey: You're probably right. I'm just having a hard time letting her go. I mean, you know, believe it or not, she wasn't this psycho. I mean, yeah, she's always been psycho, but in a good way. Eddie: Well, you're a good friend. I mean, that's why you're here. That's what friends do for each other, right? Joey: What are you getting out of it? Eddie: Isn't that obvious? I get to spend some time with you. Joey: I don't know about the whole friend thing. Maybe Audrey's right. Eddie: What do you mean? Joey: Well, she thinks that... this road trip isn't about her at all. It's really about me. Eddie: Ok. How does that work? Joey: Because I'm having trouble letting you go, too. Eddie: Jo Joey: Which I know--it's, it's stupid and really sad, actually, because you've made it painfully clear how you feel about me. And yet, I'm just prolonging the inevitable, glutton for punishment. Eddie: Well... I guess I haven't made it clear how I feel about you. This is probably gonna sound, gonna sound cheesy, but... I've never cared about anyone the way I care about you. But it's too late. I screwed up. But the way I feel about you? I love you, Joey. Joey: You're right. It did sound cheesy. 'Cause you know what, Eddie? I can't for the life of me figure out how loving somebody translates into leaving them behind. [Scene: The movie set. Dawson walks over to a trashcan and leans over it, almost like he is ready to get sick. Natasha was sitting near by smoking a cigarette and Dawson didn't even see her.] Dawson: [Exhales] Natasha: What, are you getting sick or something? Dawson: [Sighs] You don't even care, Natasha, so don't bother asking. Natasha: Well, I never wanted you to puke your guts out over all this. Dawson: Well, I guess that's what happens when you watch your entire life's ambition disappear in front of your eyes. Natasha: Look, you've directed before, right? Dawson: Yeah, but it didn't bear the slightest resemblance to this experience. Natasha: Exactly. You're not back home making some silly little movie with your silly little friends. This is a whole different world with its own code of conduct. Here, you are not entitled to anyone's respect or admiration. You have to earn it. Hey, you are guilty until proven competent. You walk around like a deer in the headlights, you will get run down. Simple as that. And this whole puking thing, it's... it's unacceptable. Ok? If someone asks, say you have the flu or something. Dawson: Thanks. Natasha: Yeah, well... don't thank me. Just get your act together. [Scene: A fancy restaurant. Jen, CJ, Grams and Bill are all sitting down at a table together getting ready to eat.] Bill: So... Evelyn, what is it A... beautiful woman like yourself does for fun? Grams: Well... every so often, I do like to go to Las Vegas... and gamble. Bill: Outstanding. I love Vegas. Grams: Hmm. It's delightful, isn't it? You know, every month or so, my church group plans a trip. Bill: Ohh. Grams: What? Bill: Nothing. It's--it's just... don't tell me you're one of those religious broads. Grams: Well, I, uh, I certainly would describe myself as religious, yes, but I would appreciate it if you would not refer to me as a broad. Bill: Why not? Grams: It's demeaning to women. Bill: Oh, no, it's not. I called my wife a broad at least twice a day for 42 years. Grams: How lovely for her. [Jen sees this as her time to try and break the tension in the air.] Jen: So anyone seen any good movies? Bill: Holy Moses! CJ: What? Bill: I think there's a pubic hair in my soup. Take a look at this. Does that look like a pubic hair to you? CJ: Uncle bill, just, uh... Bill: Ok, maybe it's not one, but it's definitely some kind of hair. Antisocial perverts. Grams: [Muttering] Disgusting. Bill: All right, lady, what's your problem? Grams: Excuse me? Bill: Well, you're a real downer. I mean, you're sitting here, staring into your soup, and every once in a while, you mumble some derisive comment, when you should be going to see your doctor. Grams: What are you talking about? Why should I go see my doctor? Bill: So he can remove that polar icecap you got wedged up your butt. Grams: Oh... [Grams leans her head down] Jen: Grams? [Jen thinks Grams is crying, but in actuality she is laughing and it become obvious when she breaks out laughing and everyone follows suit.] [Scene: The movie set. Dawson comes walking out to the set that they are getting ready to sht on, and sees Frank sitting behind the camera looking at the sht, and then he notices that the whole set has been changed around. He looks around at everyone, seeing everyone looking at him including the female executive from earlier. Dawson walks over and waves his hand in front of the cameral lens to get Frank's attention. Frank has taken it upon him self to take control.] Dawson: Hey. Frank: What do you need, kid? Dawson: This isn't the sht we talked about. I know. Frank: The sht we talked about was lame. This one kicks ass. [Camera assistant laughs] Frank: Hey, just move. [Dawson sees the assistant that was there earlier and looked weird at Franks first outburst at Dawson] Dawson: Can I ask you something? Could you D.P. This sht? Man: What? Dawson: Could you D.P. This sht? Man: Well, in theory, yeah. Dawson: Excellent. Frank! Frank: Yeah? Dawson: You're fired. Frank: What? Dawson: You heard me. You're fired. Frank: You're kidding me, right? [The camera assistant laughs again] Dawson: You're next. Anyone else want to get fired? Huh? Anyone? All right, we're starting over. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dawson Leery, and I'm the director here. If anyone has a problem with that, get the hell off my set and stop wasting my time. Natasha, this is the script. Familiarize yourself with it because unless you want to keep all these good people away from their families, you're gonna say every single word that's on those pages, and I could care less whether you agree with them or not. Are we clear? Good. All right, people, let's move! 'Cause I will fre you, and I will humiliate you, and I will do it well because I learned from the master. [He goes and emphatically sits in the directors chair, and the Executive walks over to him.] Executive: You have no idea how close you were to getting fired. [Scene: A bar at the side of the road. Audrey is on stage singing Karaoke and Bob is passed out at one of the tables near by] Audrey: ...A time there was light in my life but now there's only love in the dark there's nothin' I can do a total eclipse of my heart [Cheering and applause] [she walks down over to Bob, and sees that her beer is empty.] Audrey: Oh, Bob, we hardly knew ye. [she walks over to the bar to get another. And a guys sitting there is staring at her.] Audrey: Hey, can I get another one, please? Man: That was tasty, baby. Audrey: Well, thank you. That is a very tasty haircut you got there, if you don't mind me saying. Man: Yeah. Chicks dig the hair. Where you from? Audrey: Not really from these parts. Man: Cool. Hey, uh, you wanna check out my ride? Audrey: Ok. But I just want you to know, I'm only going 'cause I think that my boyfriend over there is gonna get a kick out of the story later. Man: Kinky. [they go outside and see he monster truck outside] Audrey: Well, this is one hell of a pick-up truck you got there, chief. And kudos to you, man, for not skimping on the monster truck tires. Rock on, dude. [she turns to walk back inside, but he stops her] Man: Hey, hey, hey, where you goin'? Why don't you climb on in, check out the stereo? I got the new Metallica. Audrey: Well, that is a tempting offer, but I should really go check on my boyfriend. [she turns to leave again and he grabs her arm.] Man: Aw, come on, huh? Let the poor guy sleep. Audrey: No, I don't think so. Man: Just give me one little kiss, huh? Just a little kiss? Audrey: You know, you're really a charmer, really, but, actually, I just-- I can't. Because, actually, I'm a really bad kisser. You know? The worst. Like, I'm in all the books. Man: The way you were shaking your money-maker up there on stage, I could give a damn how you kiss. Audrey: Ok, now you're just getting rude. Man: Hey, all I care about is getting naked with you. Not so fast. [she tries to pull away, but he doesn't let go. She kicks him in the groin and he falls to the ground and she continues to kick him while he is down on the ground. At the same time Joey and Eddie come walking up to the bar and see Audrey kicking the guy.] Joey: Is that Audrey? Eddie: God! [they run over to her.] Audrey: What do you think gives you the right to do this to me?! [Eddie pulls Audrey off of the guy ] Eddie: That enough now. Joey: Audrey! Audrey! Audrey: [Sobbing] I'm so sorry, Joey. [Joey pulls Audrey to her] Joey: Ok. It's ok. Don't worry. Audrey: I think I'm ready to go to rehab. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Lindley house. Jen, Grams, CJ and Bill are walking up to the house after their dinner together.] Bill: Want a vampire, Evelyn, I don't know about you, but I'm not ready to call it a night. Grams: Well... would you be taking a walk with an old fool? Bill: Surely, I'd love to. [Grams and Bill walk off together.] Jen: Wow. CJ: I don't know what to say. Jen: Maybe I didn't have such a half-bad idea after all, hmm? CJ: Yeah, I gotta hand it to you, Jen Lindley. You're a genius. Jen: Mmm. CJ: No, seriously, I haven't seen that old man have so much fun in years. Jen: Ah, if only I were such a genius in the rest of my life. CJ: What does that mean? Jen: As I'm sure you're already only painfully aware, I'm not half as good at figuring out my own love life. CJ: Aw, come on, you don't do that bad. Jen: The last boy I liked slept with my friend. CJ: You know, the one thing I can say about that is that if I knew you then the way that I do now, that wouldn't have happened. Jen: How come? CJ: Because I couldn't bear the thought of hurting somebody so amazing. Jen: You think I'm amazing? CJ: Pretty much. [He tries to kiss her, but she pulls away] CJ: Yeah. I deserve that. I do. It's, uh... [Jen smiles] Jen: I was just kidding. [She kisses him and they continue kissing as the camera pulls away.] [Scene: The movie set. They have just finished shting their scene, and Dawson stands up from his director's chair.] Dawson: And cut! Check the gate. Everyone, thank you for a great day! That's a wrap! [He sits back down in the director's chair as everyone begins to disperse. Natasha walks up behind him and begins massaging his shoulders.] Dawson: Mmm. Sorry I had to yell at you. Natasha: Don't be sorry. Kinda turned me on, actually. So, you want to go get a drink or something? [Scene: Outside Audrey's House. They finally pull up in the jeep, and come to a stop. They all stare at the house for a second] Joey: Audrey, I had no idea. Audrey: Yeah. Kinda tacky, I know. The one in Malibu's much nicer. [They begins to get out of the car, and Eddie begins taking her bags out.] Audrey: Ooh. Ok, so, listen, I would give you a tip, but I only have hundreds, so... ok, I was kidding that time. Eddie: What, as opposed to the 450 other times? Audrey: Well, then I was just being a bitch. I'm sorry about that, by the way. This hasn't exactly been the best year for new people to get to know me. Eddie: Yeah, well, once you get past the obnoxiousness and the petty bitchery, you're not so bad, you know? You're kinda funny, Audrey. Audrey: Well, you're not so bad yourself, Eddie Doling. Eddie: That's not what your friend over there thinks. Audrey: You kidding? Of course she does. Why do you think this is so hard for her? She might not want to give you the satisfaction of knowing this, but you're gonna go down in the books as one of the great loves of Joey Potter's life, which, trust me, doesn't suck. Eddie: No. It most certainly does not. [Joey looks up at the house and then back to Audrey as Audrey comes walking over to her.] Joey: Do you want me to come in with you? Audrey: No. I should face the fring squad by myself. So...listen. I would say thank you and I'm sorry and all that, but I've said it before, and I don't want to insult you with empty words, so I'm just gonna try and get this thing under control. You know? It's gonna be hard because first I gotta figure out why I'm so friggin' unhappy. Joey: Come here. [They hug] When you do, you know, please remember how everyone in bean town loves you to death. Audrey: [Laughs] Joey: What? Audrey: Nothing. I mean, it's just... you know, who would've thought that the skinny, uptight prude I met at the beginning of my freshman year would be my best friend in the whole world? Now, as for you, young lady... Joey: Yeah? Audrey: It's time, you know. Joey, you have to let him go. Come here. [They hug and Eddie comes walking over to them] Eddie: Ok, we staying or going? 'Cause I got an appointment at that school. Audrey: No, you're going, all of you. [Audrey turns to try and wake up Bob who is asleep in the back seat of the car.] Audrey: Bob. [Pounds on roof of car] Bob: Are we there yet? Audrey: Uh, yes, bob, we're here. Joey: What are we gonna do about him? Audrey: I don't know. [suddenly Audrey has a big idea] Ohh! Wait, I have an idea. Come on, bob, you got some work to do. You and I stopped in Vegas, we got married. Bob: We did? Audrey: No, but that's what we're gonna tell my parents. It'll freak 'em out, take their mind off the other thing. Bob: Can we have sex again? Audrey: No. Bob: What kind of honeymoon is that? I need to work on my hang time, sugar. Audrey: Ok, maybe. I'm not promising anything. Joey: Good luck. Audrey: Thanks. Eddie: Bye, guys. [Scene: Dawson's Place. Dawson comes walking into the bedroom after taking a shower, and sees Natasha packing her bag.] Dawson: Hey. You outta here? Natasha: Yeah, I have an audition. Dawson: All right. Good luck... or whatever. Natasha: Thanks. The last couple of days have been great, Dawson, but I have auditions and meetings coming up, and... Dawson: Don't worry about it. Natasha: Well, maybe in a couple of weeks when things are less crazy, we can Dawson: Natasha, it's ok. Natasha: Really? Dawson: Yeah. Let's not be those people who make false promises to each other when they both know the truth. Natasha: Which is what? Dawson: That you were right all along. This is about sex, which is not the worst thing in the world. I just wasn't used to it. Every relationship I've ever had, I've taken so damn seriously, I think I just forgot how to have fun. Natasha: Well, I'm glad I came along to remind you. Dawson: Me, too. Natasha: We will meet again, you know? Dawson: Oh, yeah? Natasha: Yeah. You'll be directing some big movie and be kind enough to throw me a bone and cast me, then we'll have another fabulous whirlwind romance, which will totally screw up both of our marriages, but it'll be totally worth it. Dawson: That sounds about right, except the part about me directing a big movie one day. Natasha: You'll get there, Dawson. I have a feeling out you. Which makes me wonder if I was wrong about us. Because the other day, watching you take control of the movie, I don't think I've ever been so proud of anyone in my life. Then again, I could have just been turned on by your vulgar display of authority. It's been lovely. Thank you. Dawson: My pleasure. Natasha: Oh, and just so you know, there will be other actresses. But I s the first, and don't you forget it. Dawson: Oh, won't. I promise. [Scene: The beach outside of the California School Campus. Joey and Eddie are walking along the walkway hand in hand, while admiring the beautiful scenery.] Joey: So what do you think? Eddie: It's beautiful. It's amazing. It's... it's freaking me out. Joey: Why? Eddie: You gotta understand, Jo, I mean, this is a world so far removed from anything that I know, that I can't even-- I can't even process it. Joey: That doesn't mean that you don't belong here. Eddie: Right, so I guess I should just ignore the urge to get back in the car and drive to Boston? Joey: Yes. Eddie: Yes? Joey: Yes. As much as I really want you to do just that. You're gonna be great, Eddie. I mean, a whole new world is about to open up for you. And if that doesn't work, you can always go back to pretending you're a student. Eddie: You know, I was thinking about what you said, about how hard it is to say good-bye, and I was thinking, well, maybe we shouldn't... say good-bye. Joey: How do we do that? Eddie: We make a plan to meet somewhere. Joey: When? Eddie: Um, I don't know. Say, what, a year from now? Joey: You know, a lot can happen in a year. You're probably gonna meet some willowy blonde poet chick, and before you know it, Joey Potter will just be some drama queen you knew when. Eddie: No, not gonna happen. Joey: No? Eddie: No Joey: So where we gonna meet? Eddie: What about Paris, huh? I mean, you've never been to Paris, right? Joey: No. Eddie: Well, we need to do something about that. Paris shouldn't be something you could have done once upon a time. Joey: It's a very nice daydream. Eddie: You know, it doesn't have be. Joey: Well, Mr. Doling, if, um... if something happens and we don't make it to Paris... I want you to know I'm not gonna forget you. You might just be the sweetest, nicest surprise that's ever happened to me. I guess that's my way of saying... I love you, too. If you don't mind, I'm gonna keep on loving you for as long as I can. [They hug for a very long time and then kiss one another very passionately for a very long time. The Cameras fade from one sh*t to another as they continue to kiss in one another's embrace as the day goes on and it begins getting darker, until the camera finally pulls away from them, and fades to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x13 - Rock Bottom"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 614 - Clean and Sober In this episode: When Dawson visits Audrey at rehab, he spots a big time producer and follows her into a therapy session. Meanwhile, Pacey throws a party to celebrate his new success and is surprised when Joey lets loose during a spontaneous game of spin the bottle; Jen catches reformed alcoholic C.J. with a drink; and Jack agrees to marry Emma so that she can get her green card. Original Airdate: February 5, 2003 [Scene: The Electronics' Store. Pacey and Jack are staring at something off screen, and practically drooling while Joey is standing behind them shaking her head] Pacey: [Sniffles] My god, she is gorgeous. Jack: Even I can appreciate that. Pacey: [Sighs] And this one, she knows how to turn on the fun. You know what I mean? Jack: Can you afford her? Pacey: Please, Jack, do not tarnish this moment with talk of money. Jack: I'm just saying Pacey: I must have her, therefore I can afford her. Her... and all of her little toys, too. [Camera pulls back showing us that they are staring at a large screen TV] Pacey: [Breathes deeply] Joey: What are you guys even gonna do with something this big? I mean, it's kind of grotesque, not to mention the fact that Emma's gonna freak out when you drag this through the living room. Pacey: Joey, don't be jealous just because she can do things that no man has ever known before. Joey: Ok, now you're disturbing me. It's a television that looks like it ate a small country. This is the most blatant display of capitalism I've ever seen. Jack: Don't be thrat by something you don't understand, Joey. I'm gonna go get the sales guy. [Jack seeing Pacey staring at the screen and nodding runs off to get the sales person] Joey: Aren't there better things you can be doing with your money? Pacey: What, like funding your drug habit? Joey: Now we're talking. Gratuitous purchases aside, I'm very impressed with you, Pace. Pacey: Hey, you put any fool in a suit and he can change the world. Just look at trading places. Joey: It's not the suits, and it's not the high-tech toys. It's how you got yourself to this place. I mean, look how far you've come. Pacey: Not too far, I hope. Joey: Are you really worried about that? Pacey: Of course. I'd like to think that I could get back to being the person I used to be, because, in my opinion, he was actually a pretty good guy. Joey: You still are, Pacey. , You've always been this madcap genius just waiting for potential to kick in. It just so happened to kick into overdrive. I'm very proud of you. Pacey: Thank you. That means a lot coming from you, Jo. Joey: But... if you think I'm gonna sit in your apartment and pay homage to that thing, you're sorely mistaken. Pacey: You gotta come tonight. It's not a party without you, you know that. Joey: I know. Believe me, I'm coming. I mean, I'm in dire need of cheer and libations after Eddie up and decided to make something of himself. Pacey: Yeah, you gotta quit with the whole supportive and inspirational thing. It doesn't work for ya. I mean, seriously, what's up with that? Now don't make me regret all of my sentimental pride. Joey: I won't. Pacey: So long as you come tonight. It'll be good for your soul, and it really would mean a lot to me if you could just accept her... [Looks back at the TV] As one of our own. Joey: Oh, god. Clothes don't fool me. Same old lovable punk. I'm gonna go check out the iPods. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Pacey's Apartment. The TV is being delivered and Pacey is showing them where to put it. Jack and Jen are there to see the great unveiling] Jack: Back wall, guys. Pacey: Back Here. Back here. Back here. [Directing the delivery guys] Jack: Ohhh. She is awesome. We're gonna pray to her every night. Jen: It's a box, jack. It's a big box, and since when have you been so interested in big boxes? Jack: Since Pacey here started sharing the wealth. Jen: This is not gonna bring you happiness, you know. Jack: Oh, I beg to differ. See, David's here right now to check out the TV. Jen: Oh, so, what, you're gonna get lucky with the television? [David comes into the apartment and walks over to join them by the TV] Jen: Hi. David: Hey. Jack: Hey. David: Holy big-screen, batman. You were right. It is beautiful. Jen: Have you boys no concern for the general aesthetic quality of your surroundings? This thing is so big, it could block the sun. Pacey: Spare me the manifesto, Lindley. The quality of life just went up 10 points in here. Would ya just... give the old girl a chance? I'm sure that she will impress you with her skills. The--the strength of the sound that comes from her, it just-- it feels like it's enveloping your whole body. Jen: Oh, is Emma's band playing tonight? I didn't know that. Pacey: No. The TV. Love the TV. Touch the TV. Jen: Ahh. Moving on. Next subject. Why are you having this party anyway? I mean, you and jack have been living here in private squalor for months now. Pacey: Squalor. Interesting. Well, work's been going well, and, uh, I just wanted to spread the joy. Jen: So, listen, I'm bringing C.J. To this party. Pacey: [Sighs] C.J., The dude from the concert. Jen: Yes, C.J., The dude from the concert, whose face you introduced to the brick wall, which leads me to my next point-- could you possibly not punch him tonight? Pacey: I would never. Jen: Well, that's reassuring. Um, but I'm gonna go now, and when I return, I will have C.J., And I will have ice. Ice, which is for drinks, not for boys' broken faces. Pacey: Thanks for the clarification. [Jen, leaves and runs into Emma and some guy walking into the apartment.] Jen: Hey. See ya later tonight. Emma: Ta. Pacey: Emma. Emma: [Laughs] Oh, what in the queen's name is that? Pacey: That is tonight's entertainment and every glorious night thereafter. Jack: This is bertha. Isn't she pretty? Emma: No. She is not pretty. She is an oversized hag who's taking up my practice space. Pacey: Don't talk about bertha like that. We can discuss rearranging later. [Jack looks at the very unkempt person that came into the apartment with Emma and is standing in the kitchen.] Jack: What--what-- what in the queen's name is that? Emma: [Laughs] Oh. Sorry. Um... that's Gus. Jack: Oh. Emma: My fiancé. [Everyone suddenly stops what they were doing and looks at her and then to Gus. Who belches.] [Scene: The rehab center. Dawson walks in and goes over to the receptionist desk. The receptionist looks up from her clipboard to see is she can help him] Receptionist: How can you help yourself today? Dawson: Ha ha. Um, actually I'm here to [Audrey sees Dawson and runs over to greet him] Audrey: Dawson leery, you are a sight for sober eyes. Hi! Dawson: It's good to see you, too. Audrey: Oh, I thought you were gonna think my message was a joke. Dawson: You sounded a little too desperate for it to be a joke. Audrey: Oh, well, thanks for not flaking, 'cause I kinda woulda deserved that. [she begins to fake sneeze] Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Oh, but please tell me that you brought me some Nyquil 'cause I can just not shake this pesky cold. Receptionist: The first step to getting better is allowing yourself to admit that you're sick. Audrey: Thanks, Betty. Ok, well, it's cool that you forgot the Nyquil, we'll deal with that later, but please, for the love of Joey Potter, tell me that you brought me something to read. A Jane magazine, hell, I'd even settle for Martha anything. Anything but the bible, although it was pretty cool the first time around. People steal a lot of material from the bible. Have you ever noticed that? [They quickly make their way to a poolside at the rehab center to talk] Dawson: Are you ok, Audrey? Audrey: Yeah. You know, truth be told, I've been...smoking a lot more than the average girl, well, more than the average girl without an eating disorder. You know, they kind of encourage that here. 'cause, like, that's not gonna kll you or anything. Anyway...bygones. You ok, Dawson? Dawson: Uh, well, sorta. I've been living in Todd's guesthouse for the past 2 weeks, which has been its own kind of sobriety nightmare. Uh, wicked dad is going straight to cable, which means Todd won't be directing anything in the near future and I probably won't ever get another sht at this rate. Audrey: Yeah. I'm in rehab, Dawson. Dawson: [Laughs] Audrey: Did you really not bring me any magazines? Dawson: I'm sorry, I [Dawson looks over and sees someone he recognizes trying to get a soda out of the machine but it is not cooperating.] Dawson: Do you know who that is? Audrey: Yeah. It's the broad I lost my cigarettes to last night in poker game. I really don't want to talk about it. Dawson: That's Toni Stark. She's a phenomenally successful producer. She used to work for Spielberg's production company, then she left to start her own. She's like a modern Hollywood legend. Audrey: Oh, well, finding those is like sh*ting fish in a barrel here, so don't blow your wad on one sighting, ok, tiger? Dawson: Do you-- I mean, do you think I could like talk to her? I mean--I mean, I'd love to talk to her, but I don't-- I don't know. She's got this reputation for being like a renowned harpy. You know, likes to eat well-meaning types for breakfast. Audrey: Well, that's probably her drunken reputation. I mean, she's got no amo here, but, hello, what about me? You know, you're like the only person who's been cool enough to come visit me here, and now you're gonna ditch me? Dawson: I'm sorry. You're right. You're absolutely right. Let's-- let's work through what got you here in the first place. Audrey: No. Let's stalk the burn-out. [Scene: Outside Pacey, Jack and Emma's apartment. CJ and Jen come walking up to the door carrying some bags of ice, when CJ starts to get nervous] CJ: Whose party did you say this was? Jen: I didn't. Funny, that. Let's go in. CJ: Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Come on now. I'm not one for surprises. Jen: Ok, it's my friend Pacey's party. CJ: Pa--that dude from the concert? Jen: Yes, the dude from the concert, the one who introduced your face to a brick wall. CJ: I got a better idea. Why don't we go in there, drop off the ice, go to a movie. Jen: These are some of my best friends, and if you and I are gonna do this, you're gonna have to get to know them sooner or later, so let's just do it, please? [They go inside the apartment and the first thing you see is a lot of people and a very large TV] Emma: Hello there. CJ: Nice television. Jen: See? I told you it wasn't gonna be so bad. [They take off their coats and make their way into the party.] [Scene: In the Kitchen. Joey and Pacey are in the kitchen talking together about the party. Joey is filling up a bowl with chips as Pacey is raiding the refrigerator] Joey: Quite the shindig, pace. I'm impressed. Pacey: Why, thank you. I owe it all to bertha. Joey: Please tell me you didn't name the television. Pacey: Ok. You want a drink? We have... water, juice, coke, the green gn that Emma drinks, beer Pacey: Mm, gimme a drink. Something fruity and mind-numbing. [Pacey looks Shocked] Joey: Don't gimme that look. Pacey: What look? Joey: Like you're going to ask me who I am and what I've done to Joey Potter. [He pulls out some orange juice and cranberry juice, and grabs the vodka and begins mixing Joey a drink] Pacey: I was gonna do no such thing. I was simply gonna make you a drink. And may I say that you look wonderful tonight. Joey: Thank you. I thought it was time for a shower. Pacey: [Laughs] You know, I heard that things haven't been going so great for you lately, but I have confidence that you're gonna get through this because you always do. Joey: Hmm. You know, I'll always be the one to wake up early, take the exam, get over the boy, drive the roommate to rehab, right? 'Cause somebody's gotta do all that, right? You know what? Maybe tomorrow I won't do it and somebody else will. Pacey: So just what would you do instead? Joey: What is this instead you speak of? Pacey: Well... this is a fairly safe place for you, right? So feel free. Enjoy yourself. Joey: All right. That's the plan. All bets are off. [She grabs the bottle of vodka and pours more into her drink] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The couch in front of the big TV. Joey is obviously starting to get drunk, and she is sitting on the couch talking with David.] Joey: [ Laughing ] You know, I just keep wondering... when he's gonna return to his art. I mean, he was really quite talented. David: Mm-hmm. Really? I had no idea he was into that sort of thing. Joey: Mm-hmm. David: Really? Joey: Oh, my gosh. That's what brought us together in the first place. Well... before. I mean, you'll think this is funny, but... jack... when I first met him... mm-hmm. He was... shy and kinda dorky. Seriously. [Laughs] I mean, to be honest, I never would've known he liked me, except for... there was that one time I was sketching him for class... he got excited. Waaaaah. David: No. Joey: [Laughing] [Scene: The rehab center. Audrey and Dawson are stalking the producer, and see her go over and sit down at a small table outside, and grab a magazine.] Audrey: Ooh, Dawson, go do it now. Dawson: Do what? I don't remember coming up with a plan. Audrey: Just friggin' go do it! [Audrey shoved him over towards her, and he shyly makes his way over to talk to her.] Dawson: Slim pickin's, huh? Toni: Entertainment's sure tough to come by around here. What do you do for fun? Dawson: Me? I just got here. Toni: Well, I'd be glad to show you the ropes, um... Dawson: Dawson. Dawson Leery. [She shakes his hand and then doesn't release it, rather she begins to caress it with her other hand.] Toni: You got nice hands, Dawson Leery. I'm Toni Stark. Dawson: I know who you are. You're...a genius. Toni: Yeah. Something like that. Dawson: I'm sorry. You probably came here for privacy. Toni: No. Actually I came here to stop having fun, but I love hearing how great I was... 10 years ago. You put it that way, you sound like you were a flash in the pan. Dawson: So are we gonna go somewhere or what? Toni: Um... [Laughs] I...uh, I'm sorry. Look, the thing is I'm starting out in the industry Dawson: Listen, baby bird, it's bad enough teasing a drying-out broad with your naughty bits, but it's worse to try and talk about the business with somebody who's currently out of it. See ya around. [Toni leaves, and Audrey comes walking up trying to contain her laughter, but is failing miserably.] Audrey: [Laughs] Oh, my god. Dawson! Dawson: [Sighs] Audrey: You are helpless [Scene: The Apartment Kitchen. Jen is looking through the refrigerator, when David comes walking up behind her and reaches in and grabs a drink.] David: Hey, hope you're not looking for anything of nutritional value. Jen: No. No. [Sighs] No. No. Just lookin'. So it's a good party, huh? I think it's a good party. All these different types of people mixing and what not, andand there's been no punching in of C.J.'S face. That's good. I like that. David: You seem a little jumpy. Do you, uh, want a beer or something? Jen: No, I'm goin' the clean and sober route tonight, takin' one for the C.J. Team. David: He doesn't mind it when other people drink. Jen: It's nothing. It's just easier this way. David: What, lying? Jen: No, it's not lying, I mean, it's just--it's-- and you know what, and it's probably really good for me, too. [Pacey comes up and reaches over them to grab a beer out of the door of the refrigerator] Pacey: Hey. Jen: Hi. How are ya, slugger? Pacey: Don't worry. Everything's fine. Jen: Yeah, I noticed the lack of fisticuffs. Thank you for being nice to him. Pacey: It's actually easier than I thought it would be 'cause it turns out he's a pretty good guy. So we kissed, we made up, I offered him a drink, and everything's been ok. Jen: He refused, right, when you offered him the drink? Pacey: No, of course not. Who does that? Jen: Oh, god. Alcoholics. Recovering alcoholics tend not to drink. Pacey: What's with all the under-age alcoholics around here? Ok. I got it. I'm on damage control, and have you seen Joey? [Scene: Elsewhere at the party. Joey and CJ are leaning against a wall talking to one another. Joey is drunkenly rambling on again, rather than a full out conversation.] Joey: You know, C.J. I just--I really think it's great how you've turned Jen around. Because before, believe me, I mean, she was-- she was a troubled young lady. CJ: So she says. Joey: She klled a girl once. CJ: What? Joey: Abby Morgan. klled her with champagne. You want some? [She holds up her glass of champagne to him] CJ: No. Joey: Do you want some? CJ: No. No. I'm--I'm-- this is--I'm-- oooh. [Pacey seeing her trying to push alcohol on him quickly intervenes] Pacey: [Laughs] Hey, there you are. So... what do you say we leave the nice man alone now, shall we? [Pacey grabs her drink, and then pulls Joey next to him] Pacey: About that thing earlier, I'm sorry, I didn't know. CJ: What? [Scene: In another room. Possibly where Emma Sleeps. Joey and Pacey enter the room and take a seat on the bed trying to get away from the crowd for a minute] Joey: Thank you. Pacey: You're welcome. [She takes here drink back and sits down] Joey: He seems like a nice guy. What does C.J. Stand for? Pacey: Couldn't tell ya. Joey: Ah, I hope those kids work it out. Pacey: Hmm. Joey: Pacey. Everybody's working it out. Jen and C.J., You know, that British girl and that gross guy. I'm just no good at this. I just-- I push people away. Pacey: No, that's not true. Joey: Oh, no? Then why do they go out to sea or move across country or follow their dreams just because I told them to? There's always something better out there than me. [Begins to get a tear in her eye] Pacey: Whoa. I think, perhaps you're looking at this the wrong way. Maybe it's just that you're such an amazing woman, you make these guys wanna be better men. Joey: Well, we're not together. Pacey: True enough. [Chuckles] Yeah. [Sighs] Yeah. Joey: Well, don't you look so glum. We're talking about my sucky life. Yours is a success. [She tries to push his mouth into a smile with her fingers] Joey: Oh. I forgot. You're still not over me. Pacey: [Chuckles] Really? Joey: Oh, remember? Christmas dinner from hell? That was one of Audrey's enlightened comments. Pacey: Right. Of course. Joey: You're still not over me. That must suck. Pacey: Oh, it does. You have no idea the hardships I go through trying to maintain a friendship with a dream girl such as yourself. You have no idea. Joey: Gets lonely. Pacey: It does. I cry myself to sleep every night, but Jack and I cuddle. That eases the pain. He's very loving. Joey: [Laughs] Oh, Pace. You know what? I am a good catch. [She gets up and walks out of the room, and Pacey just watches her go, agreeing to himself.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: A montage of scenes from the party. Including all of the character of the show doing many different thing. CJ and Jen talking. Gus trying to ht on Emma but her pulling away. Joey drinking. Jack and David talking. Pacey and others. Many people around a keg. More Joey drinking. Pacey and Joey having a great time together.] [Scene: The couch in front of the TV. Jack, Emma and Gus are sitting on the couch talking together. Gus on one end, Jack on the other, and Emma in the middle of them.] Jack: I--I don't understand. I mean, when did you stop going to school? Emma: Um... the end of the semester. The band's really taking off, jack, and I just-- I couldn't keep up with the requirements. When am I gonna need to know the origin of the baroque period anyway? It's totally lacking inspiration. Gus: Totally. Jack: Ahem. So, Gus... you still in school? Gus: No need. I'm gonna be a roadie for the little lady. Emma: [Laughs] No. No. He's just saying that. No. He's actually, um, a very brilliant pianist. He, um, plays in a pool hall on--on Thursday nights. It's really good stuff. [They look over to Gus who is pulling something off the bottom of his shoe] Gus: Wicked. Jack: Yeah. Ok, um... are you sure you thought this marriage thing through? I mean, no offense, Gus, we just met tonight, but uh, it's movin' awful quickly. Emma: Yeah, that's sort of the point, Jack. My visa ran out as soon as I quit school, which means I have no right to be here unless I... marry some Yankee bastard. Actually Gus has been very agreeable about the whole thing. Haven't ya, Gus? Gus: Right on, baby mama. Emma: So I'm going to go, um, fetch something to drink. Can I get something for anyone? Gus: Yeah, I'd like a-- I'd like a beer. Emma: Ok. Gus: And maybe some chips. And maybe, uh... mash the chips up inside a sandwich. Emma: Ok. [Emma goes into the kitchen leaving them alone] Jack: So... Gus, did ya just, you know, offer your services to her, 'cause, you know, it's a big sacrifice just, you know, gettin' married this young and all. So Gus: Yeah, I was led to believe that having other women in the bedroom wouldn't exactly be off limits. Plus, it's nice compensation. Jack: What do you mean? Gus: Free room and board, man. Plus, she said she'd cook for me. Jack: Uh... yeah, you know, she's not exactly a cook. Um... she just throws stuff in a blender, and then she just kinda hopes Gus: Whatever, man. She's got a nice rack. Jack: Yeah, she [Emma comes back and hands Gus a sandwich and a beer.] Emma: Say, uh, are you two getting to know each other? Jack: Unfortunately. Gus: Yeah, no, your old man's cool. Doesn't even seem all that gay. [Jack looks at him angrily for a sec, then decides not to do anything. Emma takes a big drink out of the bottle of champagne she has] Jack: Yeah. Ok. Um... see you kids later. I'm just going to [Jack goes to get up, but Emma grabs his shoulder and forces his to sit back down] Jack: Stay right here. [The camera pulls away, but Emma never lets go of Jack's shoulder preventing him from leaving.] [Scene: The rehab center. Dawson and Audrey are following Toni Stark down the hallways at a distance that she cannot easily see them] Dawson: All right, wait, why are we still doing this? Weren't you just blatantly telling me what a miserable failure I was? Audrey: Look, Dawson Leery, if there is one thing I have learned in rehab, well, other than some kller cat's cradle, is that you have to believe in yourself. You are your own worst enemy and all that. Dawson: You're not too convincing. Audrey: [Sighs] Come on. You are so much better than all the wannabes I grew up with. I mean, so you made a colossal fool out of yourself in front of some producer. I say... why not do it again? Dawson: You're not just encouraging me because you've been in rehab for a month and you're bored out of your mind, are you? Audrey: Dawson, give a girl a break and dance, monkey, dance! [Toni turns and walks around a corner out of view] Dawson: All right, she went in that room right there. Audrey: Oooh. [The quickly turn the corner to see that they have walked in on a group session.] Counselor: Hey, guys. Come on in. Don't be shy. We're here to help. Dawson: Actually, you know, we're Audrey: No, you know what? Honey, this is gonna be good for us. Counselor: Come on, guys, make some room. [Two people give them their char and grab another from the side of the room] Dawson: Thank you. Audrey: Thanks. [Scene: The party. There is another montage of people having a great time together. Emma runs up to the Keg and does a handstand on it while two guys hold her legs and another begins to pour beer from the tap into her mouth. Jack and Pacey are standing next to the new TV watching this go on.] Jack: Do we really have to co-habitat with this guy? Pacey: Whoa. Whoa. She didn't mention anything about that. [One of the guys were counting and gets to ten, and Emma falls back down to the ground] Jack: Well, yeah, I think it's part of the marital-bliss deal. I mean, free room and board, the occasional unwanted groping, it's the only reason he's doing it. Pacey: You gotta be kidding me. Jack: What, you're shocked? Pacey: I--I--I just don't get it, I guess. Jack: I mean, you know, I understand Emma's in a bind, but, you know, she coulda said something. Pacey: Yeah, I know. Jack: And this creep. I mean, who marries someone they don't love? [They both look over and see Gus slap Emma on the ass as she walks by.] Pacey: That kinda creep. Jack: Kinda creep that's kinda givin' up hope. Pacey: When you stop to think about it, it really must suck to be him. [Scene: in one of the other rooms of the apartment. Jen walks into the room, and sees CJ sitting in a window sill holding a drink in his hands.] Jen: So you havin' fun? CJ: Oh, yeah. Jen: Yeah. So you're drinking? CJ: You know, I'd be much more inclined to answer your question if you weren't lookin' at me like I just...klled grams drunk driving. Jen: I'm just curious. CJ: Well, your friend offered me a drink, and it seemed rude to say no, so Jen: So that's it? Years of sobriety sht to hell over a question of etiquette with a guy who thrat to punch you in your face? CJ: I don't expect you to understand. Jen: Well, thank god for that. CJ: No, I just-- I didn't want to get into it with a stranger. You know... but thanks for telling him, incidentally. Jen: Telling him what? CJ: That I don't drink, apparently. Now he's apologizing to me like I'm dying or something. Jen: Well, you know, it is a disease. CJ: I know that, Jen. I, uh, I trained you. Remember? Jen: Y-yeah, no, I know. I know, so why is this coming up? Because for as long as I've known you, you've operated on a certain set of rules to the point where I didn't think that a day would go by if you weren't sticking to the C.J. Plan. CJ: Well, did it ever occur to you that maybe I realized I was too strict with myself? That maybe I wouldn't even be here right now if I was sticking to the so-called C.J. Plan? Jen: Well, if this is gonna happen, then maybe you shouldn't be here with me. CJ: Why? Because I've been sitting here for the past hour considering on whether or not to take a drink? I'd be more concerned about your friend Joey over there. She tried to tell me you klled somebody. Jen: Wait, I'm sorry, so you--you haven't been drinking? CJ: Oh, is that gonna magically change all the conclusions you just jumped to? Jen: Well, yes. CJ: Well, it doesn't work that way, Jen. Yeah, I've been thinking about it, fine. Just like I've been thinking about trying some normalcy with you, but apparently you find that wildly insulting. Jen: No. No, look, I just don't want-- I just don't want whatever happens between us to be detrimental to either of us. CJ: Are you trying to get outta something here? If you are, just tell me. Jen: No, I am not trying to get out of anything. I don't even know what I'm getting into. CJ: Well, then why are you making excuses for why this won't work? I mean, it's pretty hypocritical given our history, isn't it? [Scene: The rehab center. Audrey and Dawson are sitting in the group session. Dawson seems out of place, but Audrey looks like she is trying to make the best of the situation.] Counselor: What's your name? Audrey: [Southern accent] My name is pinky. They call me that because a ferret bit off my pinky toe when I was 10, and that is when I turned to the drink. Counselor: Ok. What is it that you'd like to tell your friend here? Audrey: Oh, he is more than just a friend, more than just a cousin. We got married real young. Right after the second baby, was it? And then there were some more, but I lost track. They're with mom now in Vegas, but Dawson here, he was always real good to me. Even when I bat him because he knew that I didn't mean it. He knew it was just the alcohol talkin', right? Dawson: You did do some things that were more violent than that. Audrey: Well, like what, honey? Dawson: Well, how 'bout the time you drove the car through the house and damn near klled us all? Audrey: He's right about the car. Yeah. There were some things that I did that I probably wouldn't have if I weren't drinkin'. Counselor: What other things, fingy? Audrey: Well... like tellin' people things they didn't need to hear just 'cause I wanted to see the looks on their faces. You know, pushin' people away who were just tryin' to help me. Dawson here, he was always... real quiet about it, though. Not judgmental, really, just, you know, kept pickin' me up over and over again. Counselor: And why do you suppose he did that? Audrey: I don't really know. I think he's just... the kinda guy who always believes the best in people. And he deserved more than just... the destruction of his property, I suppose. Dawson: It's ok, though. We can fix that. Audrey: [Whispering] But I could've really hurt you. Dawson: Yeah, but I think you needed to ht rock bottom before you snapped out of it. Audrey: Yeah, but I didn't ht rock bottom until a couple of weeks after that. Dawson: Maybe you just needed to ht it really hard. Audrey: [Laughing] [Southern accent] Do you think... that there is still a house for me to come home to after all the construction's done and what not? Dawson: I promise. Audrey: Oh! Dawson, let's have another baby. Toni: [Applause] Listen, I'm all for makin' a mockery of rehab, but can we please move this along? Blondie over here is from Beverly Hills, and she tried to take me for 2 packs last night, and her boyfriend here is, I don't know, a key grip. Counselor: Is this true? Dawson: Actually I was assistant to the director. I ended up directing the re-sh*t myself, and, Toni, if you'd allow me to show you my reel Counselor: Ok, that'll be quite enough of that. Thank you very much. You two obviously don't belong here. Audrey: [Gasps] Do you mean I'm cured? Counselor: No, I mean you're on dish duty tonight. I'll tell betty. Now, please, let conduct this session in peace. Audrey: Sorry. Toni: Buh-bye now. [They get up and leave] Audrey: It went well. [Scene: The Party. Joey has gotten, Pacey, Jen and CJ, David and Jack, Emma and Gus all together to play spin the bottle. Everyone except Joey rather not be playing this game.] Jen: You klling me with this, right, Joey? Joey: I most certainly am not. Now don't be a spoil sport. Come on. Jen: Ok, fine, but I--I'm not kissing him. [points at Gus] Joey: Well, what's fair is fair, right? Come on, Gustav, spin. [Gus spins the bottle and it ends up pointing at Joey.] Joey: New rule-- no tongue. Jen: No, no, no, no. What's fair is fair, and don't mess with me because I've klled before. Joey: [Whispering] I know. [to CJ] See? Gus: No tongue? Screw that. [Gus gets up and goes over and licks the side of Joey's Cheek. He sits back down and Joey wipes her face with her sleeve, and everyone looks disgusted.] Joey: Ok. Well? [She spins the bottle and it ends on Jack] Joey: Jack! [They kiss, and then Jack spins the bottle and it ends on Emma, and Jack kisses Emma. Emma spins the bottle and it ends on Jen.] Jen: Oh. [Jen and Emma give each other a quick kiss after a little giggle. Jen spins the bottle and it ends on CJ.] Joey: Wait. That's not fair. You guys get to kiss all the time. What's the fun in that? CJ: Not tonight. There's rules to be followed, yeah? Jen: Oh, shut up. [They kiss rather passionately, and Jack just sits impatiently. Everyone stares as they begin to make out right there. ] David: Ok. Jack: Ugh, yeah. CJ: I'm a little thirsty. Do you need a Jen: ok. Yeah, let's. [Jen and CJ quickly get up and leave them.] Joey: Oh, hey, whoa. This isn't like... 7 minutes in heaven. You guys have to come back. Jack: You just wanna kiss Jen. Pacey: Ok, regardless, they forfeit their turn. [He gets up and spins the bottle, and it lands on Joey. Who smiles] Joey: Mmm. Well... [Drunkenly trying to act sexy]doo-doo doo-doo all right. [Whispering] Lay one on me, pace. [Just as Pacey is about to kiss Joey, Gus who is standing on the new TV falls] Gus: Oh! [Crash] Pacey: Oh, you're gonna die! Gus: I just-- I just wanted to see how much weight it would hold. Pacey: What have you done?! Gus: I didn't Pacey: What have you done?! I will kll you. I will kll you for this do you understand?! [Emma quickly sees that Pacey is serious and quickly gets Pacey to release Gus and stands between them] Emma: Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Aaaah! [She pops Gus upside the head with her hand] Emma: Idiot! Don't worry about this. I'll take care of it. Pacey: No! No! No! kll you! [Emma pushes Gus towards the door to the apartment] What about my stuff? Emma: Oh, I'll throw it on the curb. Gus: Yeah. Ok, but Emma: the wedding is off. Gus: Um, we-- we haven't done it yet. Emma: Yeah, I'm aware of that, thank you. Gus: Ok. [She pushes him out the door, and Pacey and Jack lift the TV back up and see the screen is smashed] Pacey: Oh, bertha. [Crying] Jack: Oh, no. Jeez! [Electrical snaps] Pacey: Oh, I'm gonna kll that little bastard. [Joey stands up, rather drunk, not knowing what is going on.] Joey: Wanna play sardines? [she passes out and falls to the floor.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside the Rehab Center. Audrey is walking Dawson out to his car. It is now evening out. ] Dawson: So they're really gonna put you on dish duty, huh? Audrey: Oh, please, that's a godsend. It gets me out of kumbaya-ing for the night. Dawson: Well, why did you have to give us so many kids? Audrey: Whatever! Why did you have to get all earnest with the bag lady about the nature of the biz? [Laughs] Ohh. [Sighs] You know, it wasn't entirely fictional, the therapy session. I was feeling like there was some hardcore healing going on in there. Dawson: Good. Just sucks you had to get in trouble to do it. Audrey: Dawson. Stalking some woman through the hallways and crashing a therapy session was more fun than I ever could've imagined. You have no idea what a relief it was to just... not talk about myself and my problems all day. And darned if it didn't end up helping my problems out anyway. Dawson: Hate when that happens. Audrey: I know. You seem a little less self-absorbed than when you got here. You better get yourself back to L.A. Proper fast. Dawson: Yeah, really. I don't know, I think it was just seeing somebody I admire so much give up on life like that. I don't know, I might be floundering for my next move, but I'm not that bad. Audrey: Dawson, I haven't given up on life. Dawson: I'm talking about Toni Stark. Audrey: Oh. Right. [Giggles] See? You're good. The next time you come, you bring me Nyquil. Dawson: There doesn't even have to be a next time. You're almost outta here. Audrey: I don't know, it's like... as much as I hate it here, I'm sorta scared more of what's beyond the gate 'cause it's all kind of a blur, but... I don't think I left things on the best of terms out there. Dawson: It can all be just like it was. Minus the bad parts. Audrey: You know, actually, I kinda don't think I can, but... kinda glad about that. [Giggles] Dawson: Come here. [They hug.] Audrey: [Sighs] Thank you. Dawson: Bye. Audrey: See ya. [Scene: the couch in front of the now busted TV. David and Jack are sitting there looking at the broken TV and talking.] David: So, uh, you really used to go out with, uh, Joey, huh? Jack: Uh...ahem. Who have you been talking to tonight? David: Well, maybe if you didn't keep ditching me to go make out with women Jack: I was just playing by the rules. Besides, Joey was being very...adamant. What exactly did she tell you? David: Nothing, really, but I would love to see your work sometime. Jack: [Laughs] Ooh, no, I don't-- I don't-- I don't think so. Ahem. But I am sorry for being, uh, distracted tonight. It's just that, you know, this whole... Gus bmb that, uh, Emma dropped is just kinda shocking. David: Yeah, but crisis averted. It's almost like it never happened. Jack: Well, I'm just worried. You know, I mean, I just--I had no idea that things were so desperate for her. What's she gonna do now? David: Hmm. It's a bad situation, you know, it isn't exactly your problem to solve. I mean, there isn't really much you can do unless you want to go marry her yourself. [Chuckles] [We can see that Jack is actually considering the thought] [Scene: Pacey's Bedroom. Jen and CJ have just had sex, and are lying underneath all of the coats that are piled up on the bed. CJ grabs his boxers and is about to start to get dressed when Jen stops him.] Jen: Wait. What are you doing? Are you getting dressed? CJ: Well, yeah. I think some people wanna get in here. Jen: Don't. Make them wait. Their coats aren't that nice anyway. CJ: Well, you're the one rollin' around in 'em. Jen: I know. Exactly. Come here. CJ: Ok. [They begins kissing again] CJ: This sure beats arguing about whether or not I've had a drink. Jen: No, that was fun for a while, too. CJ: Well, you weren't entirely wrong. Jen: Yeah, well, I wasn't entirely right, either. I mean... it's your life, you know what you're doing with it. CJ: Not really. But this is pretty nice right here. I got nervous tonight... when I saw... Pacey. Reminded me of all the--the drama. I don't know, I just-- I guess I just wanted to make you happy, try to be normal. Jen: I would be unhappy if you were normal. Besides, I thought that's what I was trying to do. I had this plan that I was not going to have a drink tonight, and you and I were just going to talk about philosophy. CJ: That's not normal party behavior. Jen: I don't care about any of that stuff anymore. I mean, I just wanna...do this. Can--can we do this? CJ: This? Think we just did, and I think some coat owners aren't gonna be too happy with the result. Jen: Seriously, I-- I don't wanna date the idea of you, and I don't want you to fall for some false idea of me. CJ: You tried faking me out before, remember? You're not very good at it. Jen: I know. We should get outta here. CJ: You're gonna have to surrender this coat first, you know that? Jen: No, this is Joey's coat. She has enough coats. [He points to the coat that Jen is lying underneath] CJ: Come on, let's go get wasted. Jen: Mmm. Totally, dude. [He gets up, but Jen lies there for a sec holding Joey's coat to her] [Scene: The kitchen. Jack and Emma are seeing people as they leave the party. The party has wrapped up and the place is a mess.] Guys: Bye. Jack: See ya, guys. [the last of the guests leave, and Emma and Jack begin cleaning up] Emma: So, where do you think C.J. And Jen came from? Jack: I don't even want to think about it. Look, I'm sorry about your, um... failed marriage and everything. Emma: Yeah, thanks, Jack, the sympathy is just oozing from your voice. Jack: All right, well, between a loveless marriage and--and going home, don't you think going home would be a little bit better? I mean, you know, at least you'd have some time to figure some things out. Emma: My folks are great, don't get me wrong, but it is my mom's dying wish to see me fail at this, and I just can't give her that satisfaction. You know, I'd be there one day, she'd have me tutoring the slow kids on the triangle. It's musical su1c1de. I'm not looking for love right now. When I find it, it usually kicks my ass. [Chuckles] Emma: And if at some point some Christian bale type does descend upon me, so to speak... I'll just, um... Jack: Yeah. Emma: I'll dump the poor sap I married. Hmm. Jack: Well, I'm gonna have to have a little bit of private time with that, uh, Christian bale type before I can let you marry him. [Laughs] Emma: Uh-uh. Jack: You actually, I--I... I would be the perfect husband. You know, I can help you check out guys, I can...make sure they're not gay. Emma: [Laughs] Yes, it is rather a hassle when you find that out late in the game, isn't it Jack: Plus, you know, I wouldn't be pawing you all the time like Gus. Emma: Well, that sounds great. Let's get married, then. Jack: Let's do it. Emma: [Laughs] Yeah, um... how much have you had to drink? Jack: I'm just tryin' to help you out. I mean, we already live together, right? Emma: Look, why do you think I asked Gus? 'Cause he's a nasty little creature who I don't care about. It's easier that way. I could never ask that big of a favor from a friend. I just--I couldn't. Jack: Well, you don't have to 'cause... I'm askin' you. Emma: Jack, you are too good. Jack: Well, not really. I--I--I didn't get you a ring or Emma: That's a good point! No, you are. You are too good for that. I couldn't. Jack: [Sighs] I would. Emma: I know. I know you would, you madman. I wish I could take advantage of that. Nope. I can't ruin 2 lives. [Laughs] It's my mess. I've got to face it. I've been livin' too long in fantasy land. Go dry those dishes. [Scene: Pacey's bedroom. Pacey is carrying a passes out Joey upstairs into the bedroom, and goes over and lies her down on the bed.] Pacey: And here we are. Home, sweet... Joey: Already? Pacey: Already. I know, it's a long trip up from the living room. Joey: That was fun. See, I'm a lovely drunk. Pacey: You are indeed, Miss Potter. [He takes off her boots] Joey: I talked to so many new people tonight. People love me. Pacey: And they love it when you tell them your friends' dirty little secrets. Joey: Huh? Pacey: Nothing. Never mind. [Joey is falling asleep and her speech keeps getting quieter and quieter] Joey: It was a wonderful party, Pacey. Until all the smashes and stuff. Pacey: Yeah, the smashing was not so good. Joey: I'm sorry about the television thing. Pacey: It's ok. It happens. And I probably was getting a little too attached. Joey: Can't have that. Pacey: No. But I'm glad you had a good time. You deserved it. And you are a lovely and wise drunk, Miss Potter. [Joey smiles and starts to push a hair off her face, before he arm just droops] Pacey: What you said earlier was right. I never did. How could I? Just look at you. [Joey leans up groggily] Joey: You know what else we never did? [She kisses him] Joey: Your turn now. [She then passes out back onto the bed.] Pacey: Sweet dreams, Joey. [He kisses her on the forehead, and then pulls the covers over her, before sitting down in a chair to watch her sleep.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x14 - Clean and Sober"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 615 - The Castaways In this episode: On the way home from a business party, Pacey and Joey make an unexpected stop at a Kmart, miss closing and spend the entire night locked up together. Wandering around the deserted store, the former lovers play in the toy department, dance in the electronics department and talk about life, love and their history together. The night ends with a kiss that leaves them wondering where they go from here. Original Airdate: February 12, 2003 [Scene: A Fancy Dinner Party. Pacey and Joey are attending a company dinner. Pacey is talking to the good-looking girl next to him, while Joey is sitting next to Pacey very bored. She begins to try to get her shoes that she had taken off earlier and are under the table by trying to reach them with her feet and pulling them to her. She eventually gives up trying to reach one of them, and crawls under the table to grab it. When she reaches it, she turns to crawl out and sees that the lady has her hand on Pacey's inner thigh, and is surprised and hits her table on the bottom of the table.] Joey: Ohh. [Pacey sees Joey climbing out of under the table.] Pacey: Would you excuse me for one second? Woman: Of course. Pacey: Darlin', I don't mean to pry, but... would you mind telling me just what the hell it is you're doing down there? Joey: It depends. Would you mind telling me what that girl's hand is doing knee-deep on your lap? Pacey: Excuse me? Joey: You heard me. Or perhaps you'd like me to involve the entire table, 'cause I'm sure her date would at least be marginally interested. Pacey: Ok, great. You've made your point. Which is what, exactly? Joey: Pacey... I want to go home. Now. I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I know you didn't read the fine print in our little rent-a-day contract, but it expires in exactly 35 minutes, so maybe you could just skip the subtleties and get her phone number? Pacey: Ok, sis down. It'll be fine. Joey: She thinks I'm your sister?! Pacey: Oh, will you look at that? Joey: Oh! Pacey: Did I not mention to you what a wonderful networking opportunity this was for me? Joey: Yes. That's how you suckered me into coming in the first place, but you know what? We've networked, we've schmoozed, and unless you take me home now, as in right now, I think little miss thing over there isn't going to be so interested when she sees your sister lean over the table and give you the tongue kissing of your life. Pacey: 5 minutes. We'll leave in 5 minutes. Joey: Thank you. Pacey: Great. [He turns back to the lady he was talking to. And Joey tries again to retrieve her shoe.] Pacey: Well, everything seems to be fine down there. [Chuckles] Sisters. You know? Woman: Yeah, and the guy I'm with is really my brother. Pacey: [Chucks] He is? Woman: No. Pacey: [Chuckles] Oh. Right. Woman: Well, look, I don't want bat around the bush. You seem like a nice guy. Pacey: So then you wouldn't mind if I called you? Woman: Sure. You could call me, I could call you, or I could ditch my date, and you could ditch your...sister. Pacey: [Chuckles] Woman: And we could meet back here in an hour and go to my place. Look, if you don't want to do this, I mean, if you're really with that girl... Pacey: that girl? Woman: The one that's under the table Pacey: Oh, that girl. That girl. Oh...no. No, no, no. I am most definitely not with that girl. Woman: So...it's a date? Pacey: Yes. I'll see you back here in an hour. Woman: [Giggles] [She leaves and Joey comes crawling out of under the table again.] Joey: Finally. I got my shoe. It was all the way across the table. Pacey: Was it really? Great. Then problem solved, whatever the problem was. We should probably be going. Ok? Joey: Wait, Pacey. Let me get my shoe. Pacey: Come on, Cinderella. Joey: [Sighs] You have a hot date or something? Pacey: No, but a beautiful woman did just offer to have sex with me, no strings attached. Joey: You're so cute when you're delusional. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Inside Pacey's Car. Joey and Pacey have left the party and are driving home. Joey is shifting rather weirdly in her seat.] Joey: Pace...I just have one question. Pacey: sht. Joey: What the hell is happening to my butt right now? Pacey: That'll be the seat warmer, which comes standard on all your finer German automobiles. Joey: Huh. My lower half thanks you for moving so far up the socio-economic ladder. [They drive past an exit on the highway] Joey: Pacey, wasn't that turn we just sped past the way out of these godforsaken suburbs? Pacey: Yes, it was, but you and I are gonna be makin' a little pit stop. Joey: Pit stop? Oh, no. Perhaps I didn't impress upon you the importance of me being home, in bed, and out of these ridiculous clothes as soon as possible. I have an entire book to read before Hetson's class. Pacey: Ok, simmer down. This is gonna delay you, like, 2 minutes. Joey: What do you need, anyway? Pacey: Need? Joey: Yeah. The reason for the pit stop? The thing you can't live without until tomorrow morning? Pacey: Uh, laundry detergent. Joey: Laundry detergent? Pacey: Yes. Laundry detergent. Joey: Pacey, in the entire time I've known you, I don't think you've ever once done laundry. [Scene: They pull into the parking lot of a K-Mart. They get out of the car, and Pacey begins to walk towards the K-Mart, while Joey is quickly catching up to him.] Pacey: Uh, you don't have to come with me. You can wait in the car. Joey: You're seriously expecting me to wait out here while you're traipsing around the world's largest superstore? Pacey: Right. Joey: Wrong! It's cold, it's scary, and if you must know, I have to use the bathroom. Pacey: How could you possibly have to go to the bathroom 2 minutes ago, you didn't even want to stop. Joey: Do you want to argue about this, or shall we continue the 10-mile trek to the front of the store? [They eventually make their way up to the front door] Joey: Why did we have to park so far away, anyway? Pacey: I just spent 2 1/2 months' salary gettin' Dawson's house scraped off her front end. You think I want to leave her in the hands of those fine, upstanding citizens? [He points to the two guys collecting carts and running through the parking lot with them. He stops at the atmatic door, but it doesn't open.] Pacey: Nooo. Joey: Great. It's closed. Pacey: It can't be closed. There's still people inside. [One of the doors next to it opens, and a security guard it letting some customers out.] Guard: Good night, now, folks. Drive safe. [The guard watches the customers leave and then notices the guys with the carts over by his car] Guard: Hey! What the hell are you lamebrains doin' out there?! The Monte Carlo! Watch the Monte Carlo! [He runs out and Pacey fakes a yawn and then catches the door before it can close.] Pacey: [Yawns] [The quickly make their way inside] Joey: Oh. I'm gonna go Pacey: I know where you're goin'. [Scene: Inside K-Mart. They make their way into the store, and Joey notices a sign to the bathrooms, while Pacey begins to head off in another direction. Pacey goes over to the Condom section of the store, and begins looking at the selection when an employee comes up to him.] Pacey: [Sighs] Employee: Um...we're gonna be closing soon? Pacey: Ok. [Pacey grabs a three pack of Trojans.] Pacey: [Chuckles uncomfortably] Employee: Very nice. [Scene: The front of the store, by the registers. Pacey comes walking up to the registers to pay for the condoms, when Joey comes running up to him. He quickly puts the condoms into his pocket before Joey can see them.] Joey: There you are. Come on. Let's Pacey: Uh--I--could you just hold on for one second? Joey: No. I need you. Pacey: Need me...for what? You can't go to the toilet by yourself? Joey: Yes. That's exactly it. Pacey: What? Ok. C-can you just wait Joey: No. I can't. And why weren't you at the laundry? Pacey: Ok. Let's go. Joey: Thank you. Pacey: You're welcome. You just have to ask the right way. You know? Joey: You're so bossy. [Scene: Outside the bathroom. Pacey is sitting outside the men's bathroom, cause the women's bathroom is taped off and Joey in using the men's bathroom. Joey comes out of the bathroom, and Pacey pushes himself off the wall he is leaning on.] Pacey: Is your nose of adventure really so lacking you could not have used this washroom unattended? Joey: Pacey, the outer door doesn't lock. Somebody could've walked in at any point. Pacey: So? Joey: So... stall-to-stall chatting with strange men in public washrooms isn't really a life experience I need to have, thank you. Pacey: Who is going to walk in? There's nobody here. And the whole store's gonna close in 5 minutes anyhow. [The lights begins turning off.] [Scene: The front of the store. Joey and Pacey come running up to the front doors that are locked. They can see the guard and other employees getting into their cars outside.] Joey: Oh, my god. They're still here. Yell. Yell. Yell. Pacey: Hey! Joey: Hey! Mister! Mister! Pacey: Hey! Hey! Joey: Hello! Help! [The guard gets in his car without seeing them] Joey: This isn't happening. Tell me this isn't happening. Pacey: It's ok. He's gonna see the car. Joey: Pacey, we're parked in, like, another zip code. Pacey: All right, if we want to start pointing fingers, we should probably point them at the bladder that got us into this situation. Joey: He's leaving. Pacey: I can see that, thanks. Joey: Look. He's getting in his car, and he's leaving us here trapped. [The guard pulls away from the store] Joey: [Sighs] Ok. Let's not panic. Pacey: Who's panicking? Joey: I'm panicking, Pacey. This isn't exactly where I want to be right now. I have an en Pacey: "I've got a book to read." I know. When don't you have an entire book to read? And just so you know, this is not exactly my ideal situation, either. Joey: Well, look, let's not snipe at each other anymore. [Pacey tries to bash the door open, without success.] Joey: Ok. You know what? We need to think logically. Pacey: Right. Joey: Well... this one's locked. [They go back into the store.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The registers. Joey is at one of the registers, and hangs up the phone that is there. Pacey comes walking up to join her from the back of the store.] Pacey: Hey. Hey, any luck? Joey: They're not real phones. Pacey: What do you mean, they're not real phones? Joey: [Echoing over P.A.] Clean up on aisle 4. Clean up on aisle 4. [Sighs] They're just intercoms. We can call house wares, but we can't communicate with the outside world. Please tell me you found some kind of a back door or something. Pacey: No. Not one that we can open, but I was thinkin', there's always your ever-present cell phone. Joey: In my purse. Pacey: Great. Joey: In the car. Pacey: Hmm. Both: Pay phones! Joey: I think they're Pacey: Yeah. [Scene: The Employee break room. Joey is on the pay phone trying to talk to the police station. Pacey is sitting on a table near to the phone waiting.] Joey: No, officer. Not...stuck, like, in the snow, stuck, as in locked in. [Sighs] No. Nobody's life is in danger. But please don't put me back on hold-- Pacey: [Sighs] Ok, fine. That's it. Just hang up. We'll call 911. Joey: We can't call 911. Pacey: Why not? We're stuck, aren't we? Joey: Pacey, we're stuck in a giant barn like structure with massive quantities of food, clothing, and all the latest in home video equipment. How does that qualify as an emergency? I mean, are we in some sort of a danger I'm unaware of? Pacey: Yes. We're in danger of getting you home late, and we can't have that, now, can we? Joey: Since when do you care? Pacey: About what? Joey: Getting me home on time? Pacey: Since...forever. I don't want you to be lax in your studies. There's important homework to be done, books to be read. What book is it you're reading? Joey: Fear and loathing in Las Vegas. Pacey: Fear and loathing? You're paying $35,000 a year to be told to read fear and loathing in Las Vegas? You could do that on your own time. I could do that on my own time. Joey: Shut up. Something's happening. It's ringing. Pacey: Ok. Good. I'll have you home in no time. Joey: Well, we'll rot here. It transferred me to some sort of automated response system. "Press one to file a complain about noise. Press 2 for traffic violations." Here. You listen. [She hands Pacey the phone and begins to realize she is cold] Joey: Can I have your coat? I'm freezing. It's freezing in here. Pacey: My coat? What's wrong with your coat? Joey: Mine just looks nice. It wasn't intended to keep anyone warm, especially not someone wearing only a thin layer of silk. Pacey: Ok, fine. Hold this for a second. [He puts his coat onto her while she continues listening to the phone and then takes the phone back] Pacey: Better? Joey: Thank you. I think you should press zero, see if we can get a real person back on the line. You don't have any gloves, do you? Pacey: No, I didn't br--hello! Yes. Look, we're stuck in a gigantic Kmart. Yes, as a matter of fact, you did talk to us earlier. Uh, hello? No, please don't put me back on...hold. God! [She reaches into his pocket looking for gloves and finds the condoms. She taps him on the shoulder while he is waiting on hold again.] Pacey: What? Joey: Are these yours? Pacey: Those? Joey: Yeah. These...prophylactics I found in your pocket. Pacey: [Coughs] Oh. Those. Uh, yeah. Actually, they are. But, look, we should probably concentrate on the matter at hand here. Joey: This is why we stopped? Pacey, we're stuck in here because you had some pressing need for birth control? Pacey: Yes. Ok? Because that's the kind of responsible guy I am. But seeing as it doesn't look like we're gonna get outta here anytime too soon, it's kind of a moot point, so if [He hears something on the phone] Uh, hello? Hello. Hello. Yes. Hello. Ok. No. No, that's fine. If you could just please make sure that they do actually call us back. The number is 617-555-0189. Thanks for [He hangs up the phone when he realizes the other person hung up] Pacey: Ok. Well, at least now we're makin' progress. [Joey is just staring at him] Pacey: What? What's the look for? Joey: It's that girl from the party, right? You were on a date with me, and you picked up some other girl with questionable fashion sense, and then you were gonna go back to her place Pacey: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down. You and I were not on a date. Which is only the first of many things wrong with that sentence. Joey: Pacey, my entire night is ruined. Pacey: Well, my night's not exactly going to plan, either. Joey: Ruined! For the sake of some booty call? Pacey: Ok, let's...just... take a little time out, because you and I... we're not actually having this conversation. Joey: Oh, why? 'Cause you don't want to talk about sex with me? Pacey: Ha! Do you want to talk about sex with me? Joey: Well, no, but... I usually don't want to talk about sex with anybody. Pacey: Thank you for proving my point. Now, if we could move on, I think our night will be much, much more pleasant. Joey: After you tell me why you don't want to talk about sex with me. Pacey: All right, one would think this would be obvious, but fine. Perhaps it has something to do with how calm and cool and non-judgmental you are about the whole thing. Joey: Oh, you know what? I don't approve. Ok? There. I said it. And I refuse to sit here and pretend like this is all just fine, 'cause it's ridiculous. Pacey: Do you hear yourself? You can't help it! This is why we don't talk about sex. It's actually the secret to our entire friendship. Joey: You've lost me in your sea of pronouns. Pacey: Well, ok. We are friends. Right? Joey: Yes. Pacey: So what is the secret to our long-lasting and angst-free friendship? What is the one thing that keeps it going year after year after year after year? Joey: We suck at meeting new people. Pacey: Wrong. We do not, under any circumstance, talk about sex. I may be having it, you may be thinking about having it, but we don't discuss it. That way we avoid the awkwardness, and in avoiding the awkwardness, we are able to maintain our friendship. You see, it's a preventative measure. I solved the problem before it even starts. Joey: But, Pacey...if we're such good friends, why is there any awkwardness in the first place? Pacey: Because not too long ago, we were more than just good friends, now, weren't we? Joey: Yeah, but we're not anymore. Pacey: But that doesn't matter. The damage is already done. Joey: What, so as far as you're concerned, I slept with you, and then I took myself in and got revirginized? Pacey: In my mind? Yes. Joey: Oh, so I never slept with Eddie or Dawson Pacey: Oh, I told you, I don't want to hear about this. Joey: Ok, so basically what you're saying is that the only way you and I can continue being friends is if we lie to each other about our sex lives... if we take that whole giant aspect of our lives and just... pretend like it doesn't exist? Pacey: Worked for you and Dawson. Joey: What?! What did you say? Pacey: I said it Joey: I heard what you said. I just can't quite believe my ears. Pacey: Well, is there anything essentially untrue about that statement? Joey: N-- [Chuckles] No. Pacey: No. Then what's the problem? Joey: Pacey, did it ever occur to you that maybe I don't want to live my life this way... that maybe I have grown up? Pacey: Have you. Joey: What is that supposed to mean? Pacey: It means, simply put, that you don't care who I sleep with. I could've had sex with that woman on the table right next to you, and you wouldn't have even batted an eyelash. Joey: Pacey...you slept with my roommate for an entire year. I think it's a little late for me to start to get... skittish on the topic of you and other women. Pacey: Don't make me spell this out. Do you really not understand what I'm talking about? Joey: No. I don't. I really don't. I mean, do you? Because I'm a bit confused here. I mean... are you upset because...I'm upset? Are you upset that...I'm not upset? Are you upset that I'm not upset enough? I mePacey, we broke up... moved on. Was I supposed to spend the rest of my life feeling miserable about the way things ended between us? Pacey: Ok. Well, you know what? Now that you brought it up, yes. A couple of months here, there, really wouldn't have hurt. I mean, I'm not asking for the lifetime you've devoted to feeling bad about Dawson, but just a couple of weeks. Joey: Unbelievable! Pacey! I can never win, can I? I guess I can't. It's kind of like taking my head and beating it up against a rock. I mean, who had more sex? Who was with who longer? Isn't there some sort of boy calculus you can use to figure out who won and just leave me out of it? Pacey: Right, 'cause god forbid I might just be talking about you and me right now. Joey: There is no "you and me," Pacey. We've moved on, and I'm sorry I didn't dash myself into a thousand pieces when you broke up with me but you know what? Life goes on, no matter how ungratifying that may be for your male ego. Pacey: This is not about my ego. Joey: No? Really. Then what is it about? I mean, why would you want to go back there? Why would you want to go back down that long road that only ends with you and I arg Pacey: I know where this road ends. Joey: Then what good can come of it? Tell me. I mean, why do you, all of a sudden, want to revisit... something that is better left... [Ring] Joey: Well, are you gonna answer that, or are we gonna finish this? Pacey: We could live for a thousand years, and we would never finish this. [HE answers the phone] Pacey: Hello? Well, yes. Obviously, we're still here. No, no. We don't have anyplace to go, now, do we? [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Break Room. Pacey is still on the phone with the Police] Pacey: Well, yes, officer, I realize that we're probably fairly low on your priority list, but-- well, no, I wasn't aware of the freezing rain. I'm sure that does cause quite a few accidents. Ok. Well, we'll continue to sit tight here. If you could just send someone out as soon as possible, that'd be great. Thank you. You, too. [HE hangs up the phone.] [Sighs] Pacey over [Scene: Pacey and Joey are walking through the empty store. Joey is off walking around and finds a bin full of books and begins rummaging through the books. Pacey is off walking and goes into the /electronics section of the store, and sees all of the TVs and then the video cameras and then gets a plan together. Joey has now completely emptied the bin on the floor and is looking through the books and sees Bridget Jones's Diary and realizes that there is a video of the book she is supposed to read. She goes over to a rack of DVDs and begins looking for and eventually finds Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas on DVD.] P.A.: Joey potter, you're needed in electronics. Joey potter to electronics, please. [She makes her way over to the Electronics department and sees all of the TV's on and then sees Pacey's face on all of them.] Pacey: Is this thing on? Ok, well...ahem. Hey...it's me... obviously. So if you could just step a little closer, and don't worry, I'm not gonna bite. I come in peace. Look...you and I... we're gonna be here for a while. For quite a while, it seems. So I think it would be best if we could come to some sort of truce. And to facilitate this truce, I'm willing to admit to you on camera that, yes, indeed, I am an ass, which you probably already know. Better than most people. And perhaps better than anyone on earth. But I digress. My proposal is this: That we leave the past in the past, which is where it belongs anyway, that we try and make the best out of this bad situation, and that we get comfortable. To wit--I bought you something. Well, I didn't really buy you something. Perhaps procured would be a better word, but...anyway, you get my point. It's down there on the counter. [She looks over and sees that he put a set of pajamas and slippers on the counter] I'm not so sure about the sizes anymore, 'cause it's been a while, but... we can always exchange it. And, if you accept my proposal, you will have at your disposal for a limited time only the ability to make me do one thing I really do not want to do. Which is not to say that you don't always have that ability, but I kinda figure that that's how this whole night from hell started. You were doing something for me that you really didn't want to do... which is what friends are for. Ok. Over and out. [Pacey comes walking around the corner to join her] Joey: I know what I want. [The begin walking down the aisles. Joey is looking for something and Pacey is trying to keep up with her] Pacey: Shouldn't I be getting you out of those clothes? Joey: Later. [She walks from aisle to aisle still looking] Pacey: Well, would you mind telling me where it is-- Joey: Later. Pacey: I thought you said those shoes were killin' you. [She finally finds the Razor aisle and stops] Pacey: You're kidding, right? Joey: You said "one thing," Pacey. Pacey: I said "one thing that would help you." How does changing my physical appearance help you? Joey: Believe me, if I don't have to look thing on your face anymore, I will consider myself helped. Here. [Hands him the razors] Pacey: You're really gonna make me do this. Joey: Yeah. Pacey: Hmm. After all we've been through together. So this is what it comes down to, does it? Ok. [Sighs] But I want you to know one thing. I'm not gonna go down without a fight. Joey: Please. [He begins running] Joey: Aah! Pacey! Pacey. Pacey! [She has lost sight of him and is looking around for him] Joey: Pacey? [Pacey sneaks past the aisle behind her] Joey: Pacey! You're only delaying the inevitable. [Pacey begins to cut through the lingerie section and runs into a rack] Pacey: Oh-- [Rattling] Joey: You know, you're only making it worse for yourself. Much worse. When I catch you, who knows what other body parts I'll require you to shave. Pacey. [Joey stops in the Auto department and gets and Idea. She knocks over a display, which catches Pacey's attention.] [Crash] Joey: Ow! I think I ran into an auto display case or something! Oh...h-help me. I think I'm bleeding. [Pacey stops and then slowly turns to makes sure she is alright.] Joey: Aisle 3-b! Bring band-aids! Pacey: [Sighs] [Scene: The Auto Section. Pacey comes looking around for Joey, and he is carrying band aids, but he doesn't see her. He turns to look down and aisle, when Joey comes up from behind him with a can of shaving ream in her hand pointed at him] Joey: I wouldn't make Pacey: Ohh! Joey: Any sudden movements if I were you. Pacey: You wouldn't dare. Joey: I would. I don't particularly like that suit you're wearing. How much did it cost, $5, $600? [She begins backing him up] Joey: Move it. Uh-huh... back it up. [Scene: The Men's Bathroom. Pacey is by the sink getting ready to shave when Joey comes out of one of the stalls changes into the pajamas.] [Hinges squeak loudly] Joey: Hey. I told you to wait for me. Pacey: I am. Joey: Ok. Go. Pacey: All right, this is your last chance to change your mind about this. Joey: Pacey. It's a beard. It'll grow back. Not that it should. What's the big deal, anyway? Pacey: Well, you know how ballplayers don't change their socks during a winning streak? Joey: No. Pacey: Ok, well, they don't because they respect the streak. Joey: And you perceive yourself as being on some sort of winning streak. Pacey: Yes. Joey: Caused by that thing on your face. Pacey: Yes. Joey: Fine. I give up. Pacey: You give up? You're giving up that easily. Joey: Yeah. If it means that much to you, Pacey. I mean, I have no desire to monkey with some centuries-old sports tradition. I wouldn't want you to lose the... triple crown or whatever. I just wanted to see your face again. Is that a crime? Pacey: No. So that's it... end of story. It's just that easy. Joey: Yeah. But you are gonna have to change your socks. [Scene: Later in the store. Joey and Pacey are sitting on small chairs in the middle of one of the main Aisles playing a game of battleship.] Pacey: I said b-3. Joey: Ok, fine. You sunk my battleship. I officially suck at this game. Pacey: Well, we can't all be master strategists, now, can we? So, what's next? Operation? Risk? What do you want? [She is just looking at him] Pacey: What? Joey: Can I ask you a question? Pacey: Yeah. fre away. Joey: Are you happy? Pacey: Me? Joey: Yeah. I mean really happy, not superficially, we-all-have- our-health happy. Pacey: Why? Are you? Joey: Mmm... yeah. I think I am. Which is weird, because it's not like there's anything all that spectacular going on in my life right now. It's just that... [Sighs] I don't know. I guess I feel different. Like...I've always had this tendency to assume that change, when it happens, can only be for the worse. You know? And lately, I kinda feel like that's not true... like whatever's waiting for me out there... may not be that bad. And even if it is... then not knowing about it... might actually be the good part. Mmm...I don't know. [Chuckles] I don't know that I'm making any sense. Pacey: It sounds like what you're tryin' to say... is that you really like that guy. Joey: "That guy"? Pacey: Yeah. That Eddie guy. Joey: Yeah. I did. But...the past... as they say, is the past. And that still doesn't change the fact that you never answered my question. Pacey: I don't really have to. I mean, how could I not be happy? You've seen my car, right? Joey: Pacey! Pacey: [Chuckles] Joey: Real answer, please. Pacey: Real answer? Ok, fine. The real answer is this. I currently have in my life everything that I could possibly want. Except one thing. Joey: And what's that? [Scene: The restaurant section of the store. Pacey is behind the counters filling a large tray of Nachos with Cheese, and Joey just looks at him shaking her head and drinking a soda.] Joey: Nachos? Please tell me you're really not gonna eat that. Pacey: Well, you nixed my whole build- your-own-sundae idea. Joey: Well, yeah, it's a little too cold for ice cream. Pacey: It is never too cold for ice cream. Joey: Pacey, why do you always seem to be eating during key moments of our relationship? Pacey: I don't know. Is this a key moment in our relationship? Joey: Well, it would've been if you would've let me get rid of that thing off your face. Pacey: Is this what you consider letting it die? Joey: What? We've already established that the theme for the evening is picking at old scabs. [She hands him her glass] Joey: Can I have more, please? Less ice this time. Pacey: Less ice. You know... I think I actually missed my true calling in life. Joey: Jerk? Pacey: Mm-hmm. Joey: I meant soda. Pacey: I know what you meant. It just really wasn't all that funny. So...can I get you anything else? A little cotton candy? Joey: Uhh! Gross. Pacey: You want a pretzel? Joey: No. I think those were probably made when I was a virgin. Pacey: Oh, yeah. The good old days. But you're right. We should stop. We don't want to fill up on starches before we go raid the candy aisle. Joey: Pacey, we can't eat candy this late at night. We'll rot our teeth. Pacey: So then we'll brush them. And if we're feelin' crazy, we can floss. 'Cause you see, that's the great thing about bein' locked in a Kmart. You can do anything in a Kmart. You can fill up on sugary snacks. You can catch up on your dental hygiene. In fact, I'm startin' to like this idea so much, I may never leave. Joey: Oh, my god. Homework. Come on. Wait. Bring popcorn. [Scene: The Electronics Department. Joey and Pacey are sitting in front of one of the projection screen TVs watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas which happens to be playing on all of the TVs in the department. They are drinking soda and eating popcorn, as the movie finishes.] [Both chuckle] Joey: I thought this was supposed to be about the American dream. Pacey: What could be more American than bitter invective, rampant paranoia, and gas-guzzling caddies? Joey: So, what am I supposed to say tomorrow when Hetson puts me on the spot? Pacey: Throw the words "post modernist" and "subjectivity" into the same sentence. You'll be fine. Joey: I'm beginning to see why you're so good at your job. Pacey: Oh, yeah? Why is that? Joey: 'Cause you're so full of Pacey: Uh! Now, that's not called for. We don't make fun of my source of income. Come on. Let's go. Joey: Why? Pacey: 'Cause I'm gettin' bored with all this sittin' around. Let's do somethin' active. Joey: No. Pacey: No? It's my turn to choose, isn't it? Joey: We've discussed this already. There will be no bikes, no roller blading, and no you sh*ting hockey pucks at my head. Pacey: Oh, now, come on. Those weren't real hockey pucks. Those were little plastic indoor ones. Joey: Pacey, I think the goal of the evening should be to avoid head injuries. Pacey: [Sighs] Ok, fine. I still got somethin' for us to do. [Scene: Elsewhere in the store. Joey is pushing Pacey down an aisle as he is sitting in a desk chair on wheels.] Joey: I promise you this is not going to hurt. Pacey: Now, how could you possibly make a promise like that about what it is we're about to do, seeing as you've never done it before? [They pull up to a table with Shaving cream, razors and a bowl of water on it. ] Joey: Just because I've never done it before doesn't mean I'm not gonna be good at it. I was good at sex, wasn't I? Sorry. Forget that. Sore subject. Anyway...you know, if you're so worried about potential blood loss, you could always do it yourself, you know. Pacey: Well, I think I've already displayed the fact that I just-- I lack the iron will necessary to do this. Joey: Good. Ok. Now... the important thing to remember is not to move. And no talking. [She takes a towel and puts it around his neck. Leans his head back and grabs a pair of scissors.] Pacey: Whooh. Joey: Last chance to bail. Pacey: Well, it's kinda hard to tell you I want to bail if I'm not allowed to talk, isn't it? Joey: Oh. Well, blink twice or something. Pacey: That's no kind of solution. That presupposes that I'm gonna stop blinking. Who stops blinking? Really, that's Joey: Ok. Shut up. [She begins to cut his goatee with the scissors] [Later she turns him around and grabs two cans of shaving cream from the table. Joey: Regular... or menthol? Pacey: Are we smoking, or are we shaving? Joey: Pacey Witter-- friend to women. I think it's better to go with sensitive skin. [She begins to daintily put some on him] Joey: Ok... Pacey: Mmm... it's ok. Don't be shy. [She begins putting it all over his face Pacey: Mmm. [Chuckles] Joey: Ok... Pacey: [Chuckles] [She grabs the razor and heads towards his face.] Pacey: Ahem. Joey: Ok. This is harder than legs. Although not dissimilar [She slides down his chin and accidentally nicks him] Pacey: Mhhh! Joey: To knees. Sorry. [She kisses her finger and the taps the cut] Pacey: [Chuckles] Joey: There. Hello, chin. You're back. Pacey: [Chuckles] Well...I was never really gone. Joey: You weren't? Pacey: Mm-mmm. Joey: It kinda seemed like it. [They look deeply into one another's eyes, and then Pacey leans over and kisses Joey] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The same location as before the break. Pacey and Joey are still kissing, and Pacey pulls slowly back, and Joey is just looking at him a little shocked, but was definitely enjoying it.] Joey: [Sighs] What was that? Pacey: I don't know. But...you remember how you said you were willing to be surprised by the future? Joey: Yeah. Pacey: Surprise. Joey: How come you don't seemed surprised? Pacey: Well...maybe because I've... wanted to kiss you ever since I saw you in that outfit. [She looks down at the pajamas she is wearing] Pacey: No. Um... not that outfit. The one... uh...the prev-- well, I mean, not Joey: Wait, wait, wait. Pacey: [Clears throat] Joey: You were wanting to kiss me all night? Pacey: Yes. Joey: Even when you were yelling at me. Pacey: [Chuckles] Especially when I was yelling at you. Joey: Even when you were flirting with that other girl? Pacey: Yeah. Then, too. Joey: So... is this... some sort of... recent new development in your life? Pacey: Wanting to kiss you? No. It's sort of always there... like...white noise, or... the secret service or the thrat of nuclear wr, for that matter. Just somethin' you get used to. Joey: And that... doesn't at all freak you out. Pacey: Well, yes and no. Joey: Which one, Pace? Pacey: Hmm. Yes. Joey: Explain. Pacey: I don't know that I can. Joey: Try. Pacey: Ok. Well... [Chuckles] It would be fair to say that I haven't been feeling all that friendly toward you lately. Joey: You've been feeling more than friendly. Pacey: Yes. Joey: And the only way you could express that was to pick a fight with me. Pacey: I suppose the answer to that would...also be yes. Joey: Why is that, exactly? Pacey: I do not know. Joey: You must know something. Pacey: [Sighs] What I know is that... you and I were one of the few things, perhaps the only thing... that ever made total and complete sense in my life. That's what I know. Joey: You know we fought constantly. Pacey: Oh, don't I know it. Joey: And there are reasons why you and I didn't work. I mean, valid reasons. A-and...it... my life is finally Pacey: Right where you want it. I know. It's crazy, isn't it? Joey: Pacey, I don't know what to say. Um... I'm flattered. I'm... confused. I'm stunned. Pacey: Are you wishing I hadn't said anything? Joey: No. I just need to... can I just sleep on this? Pacey: Yeah. I think that can be arranged. [Scene: In the Outdoors department of the store. Pacey and Joey are lying down in one of he displays. Joey is lying in a Sleeping bag, and Pacey is lying on top of another one, just staring up at the ceiling] Joey: Hey, Pace, did you Pacey: Put all the stuff back? Yeah. Though some of it we're gonna have to pay for, like the clothes. Joey: [Sighs] Pacey, did you Pacey: If the next words out of your mouth are "take out the trash," I will officially have a preview of what it'd be like to be married to you. Joey: And? Pacey: It ain't pretty. [Chuckles] Joey: I was going to say... is... did you know? Pacey: Did I know what? Joey: This was a dream come true? Pacey: Which part? Joey: All of it. [They roll to look at one another] Joey: When you and I were on the boat... I used to dream that we'd be cast away somewhere. You know, your... standard tropical island with the white sand beaches and... giant stars overhead. We'd wear no clothes, and we'd...splash in the surf all day. And then at night... the moon would be this... well, this giant thing. And it was always full. Pacey: I like this fantasy. I'd catch fish with my bare hands... make fre without matches. Joey: I'd make the fires. [He looks over at her weirdly] Joey: Who paid attention in science class? Pacey: Ok. Good point. Joey: Besides... it's my fantasy. And I guess I... never told you about it before because it's... [Chuckling] Embarrassing. You know? I mean... not at all original. Pacey: Well, I guess you were right about one thing. Joey: What's that? Pacey: There are about a thousand reasons why you and I would never work. Joey: There's one thing in the pro column. Pacey: What's that? [She gets out of her sleeping bag and goes over to join Pacey.] Joey: Doesn't mean what you think it means. Pacey: Well, then what does it mean? Joey: Well... it means that... well, I'm cold. Pacey: Oh. [He pulls the covers over her] Joey: And... I'm still thinking about it... and I miss you, pace. Pacey: I miss you, too. [The kiss some more and then Joey curls up next to him to go to sleep, and Pacey pulls her close to him and tries to drift off himself] [Scene: The next morning. The lights are now on in the store, and Pacey wakes up and Joey is curled up in his arms.] Pacey: [Yawns] Employee: Dude... this is totally... uncool. [He looks up to see the employee from the night before standing over them] Pacey: Um... Joey? Ahem! Joey: 5 more minutes. Pacey: No, no. No. I think now would be a good time. Joey: Why? [She rolls over and sees the employee and quickly gets up] Employee: Like...I mean... you're allowed... to, like, test things... and stuff... but the manager is gonna be... like, his mind is gonna be blown. Pacey: This--no need to call the manager, 'cause, you know, we were just about to leave. [Pacey jumps up to stop him and gathers their things up] Employee: Hey. Joey: Hey. Employee: So, is this... like, your girlfriend? Joey: No. We just sleep together from time to time. Do you have a problem with that? [Joey walks past him, and the employee turns to Pacey with a big smile on his face.] Employee: Very nice. [Scene: The Cash Registers. A clerk is ringing up the items that Joey and Pacey have brought up, not realizing that they were in the store the entire night.] Pacey: So, this is it. Joey: Yes, it is. Clerk: There were no security tags on these? Joey: Oh. No. You should probably look into that. [She hands the DVD from last night to the clerk] Joey: And this. Clerk: A DVD that's... opened. [Pacey hands her the open pack of razors] Pacey: Oh. And, uh... this, too. Clerk: And a razor that's...opened. Pacey: Sighs] Clerk: Ok, and your total is 98.15. Joey: I can pay you back. My purse is Pacey: I got it. Seems a small price to pay for a dream come true. Clerk: I certainly hope you found everything you were looking for today. Pacey: Well...not everything, but we found what we needed, which, as I'm sure you know, is sometimes just as important. In a spiritual sense. 'Cause, you know, if you found everything that you needed today, what would be the point of waking up tomorrow and doing it all over again? It just wouldn't seem worth it. Joey: Don't worry. He's on a one-day pass from the asylum. But...in all fairness, I should let you know that I will be writing a letter to the home office about this. Clerk: You will? Joey: Yeah. Because this store... is perfect just the way it is. Don't change a thing. [The clerk hands her the bag, and she grabs the other one] Joey: Thank you. Clerk: You're welcome. [They turn to leave the store.] Pacey: Home? Joey: Home. You know, you could offer to carry one of these things. Pacey: Sure. Joey: And you are letting me drive. Right? Pacey: Drive? My car? Ha ha! Do I appear to have lost consciousness? Because that's the only circumstances under which you would be driving my car. Joey: You wouldn't have this problem if you hadn't taught me how to drive in the first place. Pacey: But you see, I don't have a problem, because Joey: We'll see, Pace. Pacey: You'll see your way into the backseat if you keep this up.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x15 - The Castaways"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 616 - That Was Then In this episode: Joey and Pacey must make a decision about their future together, but before they even have a chance to talk, Pacey rushes to Capeside when his dad is admitted to the hospital. As a favor to Professor Heston Joey agrees to stay with his daughter Harley and is reminded of what is was like to be a teenager in love. Back in Capeside, Dawson returns to the high school film class as a guest speaker and reflects back on the passion and creative convictions he seems to have lost. Original Airdate: March 26, 2003 [Scene: Pacey's Apartment. Pacey is sitting on the couch sitting in front of his newly repaired large screen TV Channel surfing.] Man: If you're real nice, I might just put the bag up there for you. [Changes Channel] Man: What's goin' on here? Who is this guy, Vicki? [Changes Channel] Man: To collect the necessary [Changes Channel] Man: Ahh! [Changes Channel] [Pacey gets up and walks over to the window and looks down at Hell's Kitchen across the street] Trouble is you could only marry one of us. [Turns TV off] [He grabs his coat and heads for the door. He opens it and Joey is standing outside it, and was just about to knock on the door] Joey: [Clears throat] Bad timing? You're on your way out. Pacey: Uh, no. It's... cosmic timing. I was on my way to see you. Joey: Really? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah. I was, uh, I was hoping that we could stand awkwardly in the doorway, which, uh, huh, is workin' out perfectly for me. Joey: It's not awkward, Pacey. [Long silence] Joey: [Sighs] How about I come in? Pacey: Great idea. Come in. Uh...can I get you anything? You want somethin' to drink? Joey: Uh, no, I'm ok. Pacey: You, uh, you hungry? Joey: You know what'd be nice? Pacey: Pizza? That's funny. I was actually thinkin' pizza myself. Joey: It would be nice if we could stop being so polite. Pacey: Oh. You know, actually, I'm really glad that you said that, because I've been meaning to emotionally abuse you for weeks. I just wanted to make sure you're up for it. Joey: Pacey. Pacey: Ok, I'll stop. [Chuckles] Joey: Do you regret it? Pacey: Which part? Joey: Do you regret telling me what you told me? Pacey: I guess it really... depends on whether or not you regretted hearing it. Joey: It's hard to regret hearing something that's already been in the back of your mind. But... I think I regret reality as...just a general concept. Pacey: Really? Joey: Do you remember reading those choose your own adventure books as a kid? Pacey: Well...[Chuckles]... You and I both know that I was pretty much a functional illiterate until the ninth grade. Joey: Right. Ok. Well... I did, but... I cheated on them. Whenever a chapter wasn't going the way I wanted, I wouldn't even finish. I would just go back to the beginning until...I got a happy ending. Pacey: Yeah. Everybody does that. Joey: Yeah, but it's not exactly the most realistic way to live your life. Pacey: But--wait, what makes you think that one false move is gonna ruin our entire story? Joey: History. Pacey: Yes. That was then. Joey...I'm serious. We're older now. I mean, it's not like I'm just gonna run out the door if I don't like your choice. Joey: Ok. Well, so... what are you afraid of? Pacey: 'Cause that--the whole... possibility thing is really just a mean trick. Joey: I don't like this chapter. It's too negative. Pacey: Well...I guess maybe I'm just tryin' to play out all the worst case scenarios, because I want to be sure that you have grown enough to be together without always having to replay our history. 'Cause...I'd really like to look into our future. [She sits on the back of the couch and he pulls a chair over and sits down in front of her.] Joey: You want a clean slate. Pacey: Well...yes and no. I just don't want my prior offenses being held against me. Joey: Well...I mean, we agree you and I have...you know, said things- and done things that... we regret, but... we've changed, haven't we? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah. Joey: [Sighs] Pacey: [Sighs] So I'm gonna go... think about some things. And... you're gonna think about things. And you should probably go now before I lose my ability to think clearly about things. Joey: Well...ok. But... Pace, I don't know. I mean, don't you think that... this is a little too delicate to handle without a plan? Pacey: A plan. Well... uh, you know, I... [Chuckles] I appreciate the fact that you're a slve to structure, but I'm just not sure how to schedule life-changing decisions. Joey: W-what I meant... Pacey: [Chuckles] Joey: Is that... you know... I could call you, or you could call me and see how Pacey: Right. Like you've ever needed an excuse. [they have now leaned so close to each other, that Pacey slowly moves in for a kiss, but just before their lips meet, Joey turns her head.] Joey: I should go. Pacey: [Coughs] Of course. [Chuckles] [Sighs] Joey: What about that pizza thing? Pacey: Well, that would be an entirely different story. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The School Campus. Joey and Professor Hetson are walking together to class, and Hetson is trying to convince Joey to help him out.] Hetson: Come on, Potter. Surely you know how difficult it is to secure a date with a member of the sociology department. I mean, those women are slick and fancy and look at me like I'm the latest case study in the failure of modern man. Joey: I thought you'd given up on women since the last disaster. Hetson: Oh, I had, especially after spending time with Harley and realizing just how evil the fairer sex is from conception, but come on, let's face it, if I don't do this now, I'm gonna die alone in that old house. So, what do you say? Like 3:30, you girls can study, and I can try to find a button-down shirt from this decade. Joey: Fine. Ok? But I don't feel good about this whole dating thing. I think it's time you look inward. Hetson: You're so wise since distance left you single. Hey, I'm not feeling right about unleashing Harley on you yet, either. She's been extra loopy these days. I think she's into the drugs. Joey: It's called hormones. I wouldn't worry about it. Hetson: I'm--I'm very worried about her. She--she's got pictures of boys on the ceiling above her bed. I mean, why there, Potter? What purpose do you suppose those pictures would serve in that particular location? Joey: Professor Hetson, Harley is completely normal. One might even worry she's a cliché. Hetson: I don't like the sound of a normal girl. I corrupted a lot of those, and they will do anything to not be normal. I want her to be more like you. You know, anxious, bookish, prone to having boyfriends who live far, far away. Joey: Thank you. Hetson: So, no boys at the house or calling the house or slowing down while they're walking by the house. Joey: You better watch it, you know. Sexual deviation might not even be on Harley's mind, but if you keep being this strict with her, she's going to realize there's something fun and naughty she's apparently missing out on. Hetson: Yeah, I've just accepted that I am powerless against the high school alpha male. I can't fight them myself, so I'm gonna build a moat around the house. What about you? You had a boyfriend in high school, right? What was he like? Joey: People change. Hetson: 3:30, Potter. Hey, and leave your open mind at home. I don't want you sullying Harley with all that free will and bringing out the best in people and all that. [Scene: The Capeside High school. Dawson is standing outside the main entrance looking at the doors in remembrance, when Mr. Gold comes walking up from behind him.] Mr. Gold: Dawson Leery, this is your life. Dawson: That's what I was just thinking. How are you doing, Mr. Gold? Mr. Gold: The surreal nature of things aside, just fine. Thanks for coming in today, Dawson. The class is pretty excited. You've given them hope for escape. Dawson: Ah, so they haven't stopped to wonder why I've come back. Mr. Gold: I think they assume they're just a pit stop between projects. Dawson: That would be nice. Mr. Gold: Slow going? Dawson: Eh. Well... let's just say I was trying to figure out a way to tell these kids how to make a success of themselves so I decided to watch all my old movies. I wonder why I didn't go to law school. Mr. Gold: Sounds to me like you're ready to take over my class. Let's go, Dawson. [Screen: Pacey's Office. Pacey is on the phone with a client, and just finishing up his phone conversation.] Pacey: No, Marty, thank you, believe me. Ok. I'll talk to you soon. I'm just gonna put you through to the secretary. Right. Bye. [He hangs up the phone, and the intercom buzzes] Intercom: Mr. Witter? Pacey: Yeah, Liz, what you got for me? Intercom: There's a call for you on line one. I think it's Pacey: Ok, thank you. [He picks up the phone] Pacey: Hello. Pacey Witter. What can I do-- hey, how you doing? Ok, uh, what hospital you guys at? Ok. I'll be there soon. All right. Bye. [Scene: The Capeside Hospital. Doug is leaning on the counter rubbing his eyes, when Pacey turns down a hallway behind him. Pacey looks around and sees Doug and makes his way over to him.] Pacey: Doug, Doug, hey. Where is he? Doug: They just took him down for some tests, but he's up, Pace. He's walking at least. I sent everyone else home. Mom was exhausted, and I don't blame her. Pacey: Is this his room here? Doug: Yeah. Yeah. They're gonna be right back. Pacey: Uh, Dougie, what's with the old guy? Is that the waiting room for the morgue or what? Doug: Pacey, just have a seat, will you? Pacey: Why didn't you guys get him a private room? Doug: Look, we tried, ok? They were full. There wasn't exactly time to argue over this. Pacey: Well, there's time now, isn't there? What kind of tests is he having anyhow? Doug: Just routine tests, Pacey. Pacey: Was it a heart attck? Doug: No, not exactly. It's what they call an exaggerated arrhythmia. I don't understand much about the whole medical science Pacey: Well, who can I find around here who does know what the hell they're talking about? Doug: You know what, Pacey? I'd love to sit and walk you through this whole thing. In fact, that's kind of what I intended, but you don't get to blow in here and accuse me of not knowing what I'm talking about since I've been here all day. Pacey: Hey, Doug, I'd have been here sooner if you would've called me sooner. Doug: I'm sorry, but we were kind of busy. I was trying to keep our mother and sisters from having a nervous breakdown while we watched our father being rushed off in an ambulance. So I'm sorry if things aren't up to snuff for the Wall Street wannabee but some of us were concentrating on more important things, like the fact dad survived. [Doug turns and walks away from Pacey in a huff] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Mr. Gold's Classroom. Dawson and the class are just finishing watching the movie Todd and he had made.] [He shuts off the movie] [Scattered applause] Dawson: So... any questions? Student: Todd Carr's the guy who really directed the film, right? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah. He directed everything. Except for--except for the ending, actually, which is pretty drastically different Todd Carr is a director known for directing gratuitous fleshy music videos and the occasional blood fest, but you're more of a sentimental realist, right? [Dawson looks over and Mr. Gold who has a smile on his face] Dawson: Is that the word on the street? Mr. Gold: I took the opportunity of showing the kids some copies of your early work. You know, for a little compare and contrast. Dawson: Uh-huh. George: So, when faced with a different style, patching together someone else's work, isn't it a struggle not to put too much of yourself in? Dawson: Fortunately, I'd gotten to know Todd so well, we worked on it for so long, we kind of ended up having a shared vision. George: Do you think that's a good thing, given that the film went straight to cable? And you didn't go to film school, right? Dawson: No, I didn't. Uh, Woody Allen dropped out of N.Y.U., So, I mean, it's all just how you want to learn. [Bell rings] [The kids leave the room, and George stops and waits by Dawson until everyone is gone.] George: Hey. Dawson: Hi. George: Do you have a minute or 18? Dawson: Uh, yeah. Sure. I'm sorry. What's your name? George: George. I'd really like to show you my film. I hope you don't mind. Mr. Gold said it might be a good idea. Mr. Gold: Personal stuff. Dawson: I'd love to. Tell you what. Give me 10 minutes, and then we'll, uh, we'll watch it in here... if that's all right with Mr. Gold. [He looks over at Mr. Gold who just nods.] George: Cool. Hey, thanks, Mr. Leery. Dawson: Please tell me he didn't just call me mister. Mr. Gold: My name is Ben, by the way. Dawson: [Scoffs] He's quite a kid-- George. He thinks he knows a lot. He must be a handful in the classroom. Mr. Gold: Dawson, I've been waiting 6 years for you to experience all this and it was well worth it. Thanks again. [Scene: Harley's bedroom. Harley is sitting on her bed writing in a notebook, while listening to her radio rather loudly, when Joey opens the door and walks in.] [Music blaring] [Joey turns the radio off] Harley: Ohh, please don't. I can hear myself thinking when it's this quiet. It scares me. Joey: I'd be scared, too, if I was supposed to be writing a paper your father wanted to read when he got home. In fact, the same thing has scared me many a time. What page are you on? Harley: It's all up here. [Harley points to her head.] Joey: Right. Harley, you gotta work with me here. I mean, your dad's not gonna get any easier on you if you keep aggravating him. Harley: Why do you care so much? Joey: Well... when he loses control over you, he feels the need to wield his power over everyone else. So... you're a smart girl. I want to see an intro in half an hour. Harley: How do you know I'm smart? Joey: Because you're already bored with life. Which is only gonna get worse if you spend your teen years locked up in here. So get to it. [Joey leaves the room and closes the door.] [Turns on music] [A few seconds later, Harley's closet door opens up, and a guy falls out of it.] Harley: Subtle, Patrick. Real subtle. Patrick: I'm sorry. I got a little over-excited in there with all your girly things. Harley: I have a ski parka in there, freak. Patrick: It still smells like girl. [HE jumps on the bed and begins kissing her, when Joey walks in and goes over to the radio and turns it off] [Music stops] Joey: I do however have to [Joey turns to Harley and sees Patrick there.] Harley: This is Patrick. He's my... study partner. [Joey just stares in disbelief] [Scene: The Hospital waiting room. Pacey is over by the vending machines, while Doug is collapsed in one of the chairs by a TV.] TV: And as you can see... you can do this. I'll put it in my machine and... [Audience yells] 18 minutes a pound for a pork loin roast... [Pacey goes over to Doug carrying 2 cups of coffee] Pacey: Here's some coffee. TV: ...Or for a roast beef. Ok. Here comes the pork loin roast. On the top here... look at this. Here we have our potatoes and our beans. Now, it only uses 1,200 watts... [Doug takes the coffee and sits up.] Doug: They moved him. Pacey: Yeah. Went ahead and got him a private room. Doug: Hmm, good for you. How'd you swing that, slip him a 20? Well, that's one way to solve it, I guess. Pacey: Doug, I'm sorry. I got myself all worked up on the drive up here thinking about the possibilities and... I appreciate the fact that you've been here all day. I am sorry, man. I was just a little on edge. Doug: You should try having breakfast with dad and see him grab his chest and fall over. I mean, have you ever seen him off-guard one single day in your life? Pacey: No. No. Not even close. Which is probably what's so scary about this whole thing. I mean... I spent so long pushing the old man's buttons in high school, I forgot there were real feelings left under there. Doug: [Sighs] [They sit in silence as the camera fades to black] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hetson's Dining room. Harley and Patrick sit down ant the table and Joey grabs their bags and hands them each their bag, and then grabs a book and sits at the table across from them.] Joey: Ok, Patrick-- if that's even your real name-- let's see what you got. Surely, you can help Harley out of her little American literature rut since you're her faithful study pal and all. Patrick: Um, I'm actually not technically in that class. Joey: Oh, I'm shocked. Patrick: Heh. Harley: Look, Joey, I get it. Boy in room--bad. It's not like we were in our skivvies or anything, ok? Patrick: Yeah, I mean, girl like you must've broken the rules once or twice. Know what I mean? Joey: No, actually I don't know what you mean. [Harley watches as Patrick is trying to flirt with Joey, and just stares at him in disbelief, but he doesn't notice] Patrick: Look, Josephine, um, I didn't mean to cause any trouble. And I don't want to get in the middle of whatever bond you and Harley got going here. I'm sure the three of us can work together. Joey: Not in the way you're thinking, I'm afraid. Patrick: Harley... I've clearly caused some stress here. And I respect the responsibility this woman's taken in your life. Joey: How old exactly do you think I am? Patrick: Well, it's not old so much as wise, really. You seem to be a timeless sort. Pained by the world, but more beautiful because of it. [Harley rolls her eyes at how obvious he is, and starts to get slightly upset.] Joey: That's very deep. Unfortunately for you, I know your kind, and you're harmless. So, you are staying down here for the rest of the night and studying... for real. [Scene: The Hospital waiting room. Pacey is over at the Pay phone, and he takes out his calling card and begins to make a call. After a few rings the phone picks up and Joey's voice is heard.] Joey: [on answering machine] Hey, this is Joey. Sorry I missed you. Please leave a message. [HE is about to talk when Doug comes walking up to him.] Doug: Hey, Pace, he's awake. We can go in now. [He hangs up the phone without leaving a message.] [Scene: Mr. Witter's Hospital room. Mr. Witter is lying in the bed, and the doctor is standing next to him talking and looking over the chart in his hands.] Doctor: Keep up on it. You can start doing some sit-ups, too. Mr. Witter: Hey, boys. Doctor: Ah, this must be your other son, Mr. Witter. Mr. Witter: Yeah, this is Pace doc. He's the one I was telling you about. Pacey: Yes, that's me, the black sheep. Pleased to meet you, doc. Doctor: Actually, your father was just going on and on about how proud he is of you. Mr. Witter: Yeah, who'd have thunk it, huh? He turned out all right. Gonna be taking care of all of us one of these days. Pacey: [Chuckles] Yeah. Anyway, how you feeling? You doing ok? Mr. Witter: Thanks for coming, Pace. It means a lot to me. I know how busy you are. Doctor: I don't mean to break things up, but you're still pretty weak, Mr. Witter. One kid at a time, ok? Pacey: Well, I can just wait outside until you guys are ready. Mr. Witter: No, Pace. I want you to stay. Come on, sit down. Doug: Ok. That's ok. You know, I've been here all day, right? So, uh...ahem. Mr. Witter: Thanks, Dougie. [Doug leaves, obviously hurt] Pacey: All right. Mr. Witter: Uh, did you drive down? Pacey: Yeah, yeah, I came down as quick as I could. Mr. Witter: Uh, not much traffic? Pacey: No. Who's coming to Capeside? Mr. Witter: Yeah, well, you were. Thanks. I appreciate it. [Scene: Mr. Gold's classroom. Dawson and George are sitting in front of a computer where they are finishing watching George's movie on the screen. George stops the film, and turns to Dawson, who sits there staring at the screen in silence, not knowing what to say.] Dawson: [Sighs] George: Thanks. Thanks a lot. Dawson: For what? George: Your silence speaks volumes. Dawson: Heh. No offense, George, but you don't know me well enough to know what my silence means. George: With Mr. Gold, it means he's trying to formulate the best possible way in which to eviscerate me. Dawson: What did he say? George: Why won't you talk to me about my film? Dawson: All right, look. I'm...I'm new at this, George. I mean...heh. Do you have any idea how bizarre it is to come back to your old high school and try to say something profound about life on the outside? George: No offense and other obligatories, but I'm as ill-suited to psychoanalyze your crippling self doubt as you apparently feel you are to critique my film. And my mother serves dinner at 6:00, so... Dawson: I'm stalling, George, because I don't know what to say, all right? I don't know what to tell you. I mean, keep going. You know, your film's good. It's very good. Yeah, you got stuff to learn. I mean, you know... you could probably trust yourself when you go in for shts. You need to work on continuity, but other than that, I mean... the important stuff-- the stuff you can't teach-- is...it's there. George: So I'm a natural genius. There's nothing left for me in these antiquated halls? Dawson: You are so much like me when I was your age. George: Yeah. Mr. Gold said that, too. Dawson: Did he? Well... remember this feeling. George, remember what it was like to make a film about something that you loved. To have the confidence to do it your way, to control your vision, keep it your own. I mean, that's... [Sighs] I miss that. George: Yeah. You do sort of have the stink of a burnt-out talent on you. It's scary. Dawson: Yeah, I'm a poster child. Get out of here before I rub off on you. [George grabs his bag, and turns to leave, but stops] George: I thought it was good... creek days. Syrupy sweet with lame music and all that, but not too many people have heart anymore. You can't lose that, right? Dawson: Hope not. All right. Stay in school, keep your nose clean, don't do sports. [Scene: The Hospital room. Pacey is still sitting next to the bed that his father is sitting up in, and they are still talking.] Mr. Witter: Anyway, I blame your mother, Pacey. She got herself this new cookbook: Bacon makes the world go 'round heh heh heh heh. Pacey: Well, I guess that's not the worst concept ever heard of. Mr. Witter: It is when the bacon is going on top of the apple crisp. Heh heh heh heh. I think she's trying to kll me. Which is really funny 'cause you're the only one in the family who's got any money. Heh heh heh. Pacey: You know, this stuff is serious. I mean, if you got heart problems, pop, you really gotta take care of that. Mr. Witter: Calm down. This is nothing. Just a little exaggerate arrhythmia. Hell, you probably got the same thing. I don't know what your brother's getting all worked up about. Pacey: Well, I think you gave him a bit of a scare. He said you went down pretty hard. Mr. Witter: Ah, he's just looking for some drama. He needs to get out more. He needs to get a life like you. Listen, it can't be good for you being away from the office this much. Pacey: Well, I'm pretty sure they'll understand, given the circumstances. Mr. Witter: What about your clients? Pacey: You're my father. Mr. Witter: Heh. You really would do anything for me, wouldn't you? Even after everything, you're still... you grew up to be one of the good guys, Pacey. I always knew you would. I should've told you that more often. Pacey: Well, maybe I just didn't always hear you. Mr. Witter: Yeah. [Scene: Hetson's living room. Joey, Harley, and Patrick have made their way into the living room to study. Harley is typing away in her laptop, while Joey is sitting across from them in a chair reading a book, while Patrick who is sitting next to Harley is simply studying Joey. Harley looks over and is obviously upset about it] [Typing on keyboard] Patrick: Joey, I noticed you're reading Don Delillo. White Noise is one of my favorite books. Really? Joey: And when in your 15 years of life did you manage to read this? Patrick: I'm 16, actually. I look younger than I am. I just got my license. You want to see? Harley: Will you please shut up? I'm trying to write. Patrick: Oh, I'm sorry. Joey and I can go in the other room if you want. Joey: No, we can't. Harley: Patrick, why don't you just leave? Patrick: What's your problem? Harley: Ohh, you really have to ask? I asked you over here to study. Patrick: You and I both know Harley: Ok, fine. Whatever. I asked you over here to be with me, not salivate over my babysitter. Do you have any idea how gross that is? Patrick: Can't believe you still need a babysitter. Harley: When your parents go out of town, don't they make you stay with the Johnson's? Patrick: Yeah, that's just for safety purposes. Harley: Yeah, so you don't accidentally choke on your own spittle. Joey: Ok. That's enough from the both of you. Can we just forget about it and move on? Harley: Oh, easy for you to say, Helen. Joey: Excuse me? Harley: You know, the face that launched a thousand ships and all that. Get people all riled up and then knit somewhere in solitude. Joey: Ok. I think you're mixing up your epics. Harley: The point is my boyfriend is blatantly flirting with you. Joey: Would you really call it that? Patrick: Since when am I your boyfriend? Harley: Ugh! I hate you so much right now. I hate you with the burning passion of a thousand STDs. Patrick: We haven't had the talk. Harley: No, how could we? Whenever I try to be serious with you, you, like, turn into some freak of nature and you do stuff like this. Patrick: Like what? Harley: Like staring at Joey all night. Like selling me out in homeroom when we were both late. Like not agreeing to go to the dance with me until Lauren Riley said no. Patrick: Ok. The homeroom thing was because I was trying to save your reputation. And the Lauren thing was purely defensive. And...I got scared. I don't know. I was just... keeping my options open. Harley: Options. Yeah, well, take me off your list of options. That should make things so much easier for your tortured, assy soul. [Harley storms off and we hear the sound of a door slam in the distance.] Patrick: I probably shouldn't have said that thing about the options. Joey: To begin with. [Scene: Outside the hospital. Pacey comes outside and finds Doug. He has obviously been looking all around for Doug.] Pacey: Hey, there you are. Dougie, dad's ready to see you now. Doug: Yeah, that's ok. Pacey: Uh, actually, the nurse said they're gonna be shutting down visiting hours in about 20 minutes, so we got to get a move on. Doug: Did he ask for me? Pacey: What, like did he send for you? Doug, we're talking about our father here, not the king of England. He knows we're both here to see him. Doug: Heh. I love the amount of knowledge you've acquired on dad in the hour that you've been here. You're throwing around paternal references like they're going out of style. Pacey: Well, you've always been more up on high fashion Doug: Just don't even start, Pacey, for once. I mean, I know you're all on your game since dear old dad's given you the nod Pacey: Ok, hold on. What is it that you actually want to talk to me about? Because, from my way of seeing things, you and I are just 2 brothers trying to take care of our family. Doug: No, Pacey. I'm the one taking care of the family. I'm the one who's been taking care of the family for years. Pacey: Oh, now, Doug, don't you dare get righteous on me. You cannot lord your resentment over me because that was your choice. Doug: Yeah, I do happen to make choices. I know that's a foreign concept to someone who plays musical careers. Pacey: How did we get here? Am I stepping on your turf or something? Are you the only member of the family who's allowed to be caring and compassionate? What did you expect me to do, Doug? Just chomp on my cigar on the other end of the phone and cut a check for the man's funeral? I'm a member of this family. Doug: Yeah, conveniently. That's the way it is with you lately, isn't it? You just swoop in with your fancy gifts. You just pull the wool over the whole Witter family's eyes. And then you're out. And everybody forgets. Pacey: Forgets what? That I'm the family failure? Am I just never supposed to grow up? Am I not allowed to want things? Doug: Oh, no, we all want things, Pacey. Believe me, we all want things. Nobody would deny you that. Pacey: Then what? I'm just not supposed to get them. So, ultimately, this is not about our father. Which is kind of pathetic, Doug, considering the condition that that man is in right now. This is about you wanting to see my face everyday and know that you're still the good son, that you're top dog. Well, that's just sad. Dougie, I miss the daily beatings as much as you do, but I had to leave sometime. Doug: Pacey, don't make this a celebration of your retreat from Capeside. Pacey: I'm not. Man, listen to yourself speak. I came here to see you, to see him. And you know what? He knows it, and he appreciates it. Perhaps he's even happy to know that the son he ignored for the better part of his life is not gonna hold a grudge against him until the day he dies. In a strange way, this might even be a good thing. Doug: Yeah, you know what? It is a good thing, Pacey. [Sighs] Heh! It's all yours, little brother. You know what? It's all yours. Enjoy it while it lasts. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Harley's Bedroom door. Joey and Patrick come walking up to the door, and Joey begins knocking on it, and loud music is playing from within.] Joey: Harley, come on. You're bl*wing this way out of proportion. [Joey looks at Patrick and gives him a dirty look for just standing there] Patrick: [Sighs] Yeah, come on, Harley. This probably isn't the last time I'll incur your wrath. And I mean that in the best way possible. Joey: Have you ever had a girlfriend? Patrick: Was that bad? She likes it when we fight. Joey: Maybe that's because that's the only form of communication you seem capable of. Patrick: Of capable of other forms... I think. Look, Joey, Harley's way smarter than I am. I tried the so-called normal thing with her once, and it wasn't pretty. I was complimenting her, and I felt all sweaty. I was a freakin' mess. Joey: You know, despite what you've been trained to think, the sweaty palms and such is actually pretty endearing. [Knocks] Harley! Patrick: Yeah, it's endearing for 5 seconds. And then she'll look at Peter Garran and be smitten with his unavailability and freakish height, and I'll be history. If I keep up with the witty abuse, at least I'll be the funny one. Joey: That's true. Oh, my god. It is true. You guys are all the same. Patrick: Joey, you've got-- you've got some anger. You've been hurt. Maybe you've lost someone. Joey: In case you haven't noticed, so have you. [knocks again] Harley! Patrick: I never could've held onto a firecracker like her. Maybe I need someone who's more settled in her ways. An older woman, if you know what I mean. Joey: You and me? It's not gonna happen. And, look, Harley is this great sassy girl who, if she's smart, will never speak to you again. Patrick: You slay me, Joey. [He attempts to turn on the charm, but it doesn't work] Joey: The only thing I want to do to you is give you some advice. Walk away right now. Don't ever mention me again. Go home and strum your guitar, or whatever it is you do, and then dream up some fantastic gesture to get this girl back. And never think that there is one day when you have to stop doing that sort of thing, because that's the worst thing a guy can do is give up the chase. And Patrick, Patrick! [He is staring at her breasts.] Patrick... be realistic. If I wasn't such a nice girl, I would've laughed in your face and called you junior the second I met you. Patrick: Then why didn't you? Joey: Because you remind me of somebody I know. Now get out of here before I remember everything that pissed me off about him when I was your age. Patrick: We might never speak again Joey: I know. I'm crying on the inside. Good-bye, junior. [He leaves, and Joey goes to knocking again] Joey: Harley. Come on, it's just me. Please? [Scene: The Hospital room. Mr. Witter is watching TV while Doug is sitting in a chair next to him reading the paper. Pacey comes to the room and knocks before entering, and Mr. Witter turns off the TV, and is happy to see him.] Pacey: Hey. Mr. Witter: Hey. Pacey: I just wanted to stop by before they close up shop, see how you feel. Mr. Witter: I feel like I could use a scotch. Heh heh heh. Other than that, I'm fine. Pacey: Well, I was thinking maybe I could stop by in the morning. Before I head back to Boston if that's all right. Mr. Witter: Yeah. Pacey: And, uh, Dougie, see you at the house. Doug: Yeah, maybe. Pacey: Ahem. Good night, guys. Mr. Witter: Uh, Pacey... thanks for getting me this private room. Pacey: No, that wasn't me. Doug took care of the room. Good seeing you, pop. Feel better. [Scene: Harley's Bedroom. Harley is sitting on her bed, blaring the music on her radio, when Joey comes walking into the room.] Joey: Harley! [Music blaring] [Joey turns the radio off.] Harley: Hope I didn't put a damper on your evening. Sounds like you two were having a swell old time. Joey: You and I are mildly acquainted, correct? Harley: Yeah, whatever. Joey: I wouldn't go after your guy. It's just not kosher. Harley: Ok, look. I know you wouldn't go for Patrick. You're a girl's girl and all that. Joey: And he didn't go after me. He was just... doing what they do, which is testing the limits. Harley: I get that, Joey. I know that half the time Patrick's just testing me. What I don't get is why would he test something that's already on shaky ground to begin with? I mean, he started messing with my psyche before we even figured out if we were together or not. Was it this hard for you in high school? Joey: Of course. I mean, but everything's 20/20 in hindsight. You know, now all of the problems that Pacey and I had seem petty, and all the obstacles that Dawson and I went through just seem unnecessary. Harley: Dude, how many boyfriends did you have? Joey: Heh, it's not as racy as it sounds. Harley: Well... ok, so how do I skip the middle part? Like, if you could tell yourself something back then, what would it be? Joey: [Sighs] I've been wondering lately why things were different. You know, why I can talk to Eddie without being scared. And, you know, when you're 16 years old, so many of your choices are motivated by fear. You know, like, one wrong move and the world is gonna end. And maybe that's what it is. Maybe it's just about... I don't know, taking a deep breath and... forgiving yourself for yesterday's mistakes. You know, you're gonna walk into school tomorrow, and you're gonna want to punch Patrick's face, but he might just say something that makes you change your mind. Hear it, Harley. So... don't be afraid to move forward. Harley: If all of this is about Eddie, why didn't you follow him across the country? Joey: [Chuckles] It's not just about him. It's... it's about me and... what I'm ready for. Harley: What are you ready for? Joey: That, young lady, is none of your business. Your father's gonna be home soon, and I don't think I saw too much essay writing happening during the histrionics down there. Harley: Ok, ok. God, when is this battle-axe thing ever gonna end? I mean, you're becoming highly unpleasant. Joey: Never. I'm honing my wench skills. Chop-chop! [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Pacey comes pulling up to the house and gets out of his car and makes his way to the back porch. He is about to knock on the door, when Dawson comes walking up from the side of the house carrying a bundle of firewood.] Dawson: Pacey? Pacey: Dawson. Hey, what are you doing here, man? Dawson: Uh, long story. At the moment, bringing in some firewood. What are you doing here? Pacey: Uh... well, I was in town, so I wanted to check on your mom, see how the repairs are going. Dawson: Wow, that's... thank you. Pacey: Yeah. Dawson: You all right? Pacey: Yeah, I'm fine, but I checked my dad into the hospital today. Dawson: Oh, my god. Is he ok? Pacey: Yeah, he'll be ok. It was a... heart condition of some sort, but he's gonna get out in the morning, so he'll be all right. But, uh, you know... no matter how tough you think your dad is, uh, it's a little disconcerting seeing him lying there all vulnerable. Dawson: Yeah. Can turn your whole world upside-down. Pacey: Yeah. Which is probably what made me think of you. And... probably a lot of what brought me out here. It's... I just--I wasn't ready for that, you know. I--heh heh. It's the first time in a long time I just-- I wanted to curl up and be a kid and let somebody else take care of it. Dawson: I know what you mean. I don't know when this happened. When I became the one who made sure the house was warm enough, and you became the one who checks up on repairs. Pacey: I do not know, but sometimes I feel like I've been playing the part, wearing the suit for so long, that... I may have forgotten how I got there in the first place. Dawson: Yeah. I know you deal with this more than I do, but some kid called me sir today. [Both laugh] Dawson: What is that? Pacey: I know. It's strange. Every time I hear "Mr. Witter," I look over my shoulder. Who called you sir? Dawson: This kid in my-- I almost said this kid in my class. I went to Capeside high today. Pacey: What, in your mind? Dawson: Heh heh, almost. Uh, no. I went to go talk to Mr. Gold's film class. Pacey: Get out of here. Heh heh. Really? Heh! I guess that's what they call coming full circle, huh? Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I went there. I was supposed to talk about where I am now and the glamour of the real world and all that, but... it was weird, Pace. I was watching this kid's film today, and all I could think was, "I don't know anything." Or maybe I did, and I just lost it somewhere along the way. Pacey: Yeah, I know what you mean. Whew. Heh heh heh. Dawson: Being here... being at the high school, all these ghosts around me, I wanna go back. I wanna start over, do things the right way. Pacey: Yeah. Yeah. I'd like the time back... but I wouldn't have it the way it was. [Sighs] I just want to pinpoint that moment in your life where everything goes wrong. Dawson: I'm thinking it was probably puberty for me. Pacey: I could skip that, too. But if you didn't have all the great loves of your life, you wouldn't have anything to make your movies about. Dawson: True. Except now that I actually have enough distance and I can actually say something about the loves of my life, I can't afford to make movies. Pacey: Afford? Those are the people I cater to, my friend. Come on. I'm a wizard of high finance. Dawson: Right, right, right. I'm the kind of person you prey on. Pacey: Heh heh heh heh! Dawson: Sentimental losers with 10-cent dreams. Pacey: More like 10,000, but who's counting, right? Dawson: I'm sorry, but-- you're just freaking me out there, Mr. Witter. Pacey: All right, we can talk about that some other time, sir. Dawson: Listen, Pace. I just made some coffee. Do you wanna come in and sit down for a little while? It's been a long day. Pacey: Yeah. Yeah, I'd love that, man. [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey comes into her room and throws her coat on the end of her bed, and then collapses down onto her bed, and stares up at the ceiling. After a few seconds, Joey rolls over and grabs the phone and begins to dial and gets Pacey's Voice mail for his cell phone.] Joey: [Sighs] Hi, it's me. So, I thought that I would have an answer when I picked up the phone, but I didn't. And then I thought I would think of something as I was talking, but--heh-- no such luck. Um... Pace... I think the problem is trying to figure this out alone. I--I think that maybe we should... do it together, you know? And... you know how they say if you could do it all over again, what would you change? Well... I'd probably change a lot of things... but I'm also really lucky that I have the chance. And... I guess what I'm saying is that I'm not gonna look at you and think of everything that happened. I'm... I'm gonna look at you and think of everything that could. Call me. Bye.	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x16 - That Was Then"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 617 - Sex and volence In this episode: Joey agrees to be Pacey's temporary assistant but they both have second thoughts when their mutual jealousy leads to disaster in the office and her being fired. Pacey fires Joey, admitting he is too attracted to her to get any work done, but their romance is thwarted once again when Eddie unexpectedly returns to Boston. Much to his surprise, Dawson sells his idea for a coming-of-age movie, but when the studio wants to change the movie to a teen sex film, he must decide if he should take the deal or stick with his original concept. Meanwhile, an open-minded Grams is the intermediary that brings Jen and C.J. together. Original Airdate: April 2, 2003 [Scene: The Dorm Hallway. Joey and Pacey are walking back to Joey's dorm room after eating out at a fancy restaurant.] Joey: That place was so nice, Pace. They had individual towels in the bathroom. Pacey: Really? Laid out in baskets and everything? Joey: Mm-hmm. Pacey: Well, if that's not the hallmark of a classy joint, I don't know what is. Joey: Well, you do definitely know how to treat a lady. Pacey: Well, I gotta spend my money on somethin'. [Awkward Pause] Oh, that came out totally wrong. Because you are not-- n-not something that I just spend money on. It's not like a possession[] but I would. I would, and I do. Joey: Well, why do you think I'm with you? Pacey: Ok. [Chuckles] Joey: How's work goin', Pace? Pacey: Uh, it's going really well, thank you. I got a promotion, actually. Joey: Really? To what? Pacey: I...don't know. There's no title, but I get an office, and, uh, I get a secretary. That's kind of cool. Joey: Ooh! Pacey: Yeah. Joey: Fancy. You certainly won't want to talk to me after tonight, so... Pacey: You see, I knew you would understand. Joey: Don't kick a girl when she's down. You know, I'm strapped for cash, and they cut my hours because everyone's on spring break, drinking elsewhere. Pacey: I guess that means you're free for dinner next Saturday. Joey: Well, anything for a free meal. Pacey: Classy lady like you, I might even throw in a free dessert. Joey: You must be serious about me. Pacey: Ok, well... [The both go to kiss, but both stop short, and then look awkwardly at one another.] [Both chuckle] Pacey: I think that's my cue. I'm just gonna... Joey: Ok. Pacey: Cut my losses. Um... I'll have my secretary call you about dinner. Joey: Pacey, I had a lovely time. Pacey: So did I. Joey: Good night. Pacey: Good night. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Jen's Bedroom. CJ is sleeping in Jen's bed, when Jen comes walking up to the side of the bed with two cups of coffee. CJ, slowly rolls over in the bed to face her.] CJ: [Groans] Jen: Mornin', sunshine. CJ: Mmm... where's Grams? Jen: She's downstairs, stirring porridge. CJ: Mmm. Really? Shall we, then? Jen: Shall we what? . [He grabs her shirt and pulls her over to him.] CJ: [Chuckles] Shall we that. Jen: Yeah, that. CJ: Yeah. Jen: Nah. CJ: No? Jen: No. I'm not really in the mood. CJ: Mood? Who needs mood? [He leans over to kiss her, and she quickly pulls away] CJ: What? Jen: Nothing a little toothpaste won't fix. CJ: Oh. Well, fine. Then don't kiss me. See if I care. Jen: Not so sexy when you're pouting. [CJ reaches over to the nightstand and grabs a box of condoms] CJ: Do you know how many of these were in here when I bought them? Jen: 12. CJ: Mm-hmm. Know how many are in here now? Jen: 12. CJ: We haven't had sex in a week, Jen. Jen: That's hardly true. CJ: Not since Grams went to bingo. That was a week ago today. Jen: What am I, sex on a stick? I'm not a boy. I don't have... the same kind of sex drive that you do, all right? Not to mention the fact that I-- I live in mortal terror of my grams walking in on us in the middle of some ungodly act. So maybe that helps you to understand why I'm not jumping your bones every chance I get. CJ: Hmm. Wow. Then it's true what they say. Jen: What? CJ: Once you start dating, the sex goes right out the window. Jen: You are such a drama queen. CJ: [Laughs] Jen: You know, there are other ways for us to be intimate. CJ: I'm all for that stuff. [He looks at her and smiles] Jen: Yeah? So am I. CJ: Well, come on. [He lifts up the sheet for her, and looks down at himself and she climbs into bed and cuddles up next to him. ] Jen: Hmm. CJ: Is this what you were talking about--snuggling? Jen: Mmm. Yeah. What did you think I was talking about? CJ: Nothing. [Scene: Pacey's Work Place. Joey comes walking into the office, and every guy in the place stares at her practically drooling. Pacey turns a corner and sees her.] Pacey: Jo. Hi! To what do I owe this honor? Joey: I--I brought you an office-warming gift. You won't get in trouble for having visitors, will you? Pacey: No, no. Not if you stop distracting the boys. You want to step into my office? Joey: How professional. So, everyone's just on the phone. Is this what you do all day? Pacey: It's a little more complicated than that. [grabs a folder from one of the desks] Let me grab those. Thanks, tom. Joey: So, what makes you so busy now that you need an assistant? Pacey: I don't know, but to tell you the truth, she kind of freaks me out. [The walk to the front of Pacey's new office] Pacey: Marcy? Hi. I'd like to introduce you to my friend Jo. Marcy: Nice to meet you. F.Y.I. For you, Mr. Witter, the meeting's been pushed to 3:00, and Mr. Rinaldi's in your office. And when you have a moment, I'd like a word. Pacey: A word? Marcy: Don't patronize me, Mr. Witter. Pacey: I'm sorry, ma'am. I-- you can talk now if you like. Marcy: Fine, Mr. Witter. If you must know, Mr. Rinaldi fired me, and I'll be leaving at the end of the day. Pacey: [Sighs] [The go inside Pacey's office to find Rich sitting in Pacey's chair.] Rich: Just breakin' it in for you. Oh, who's the looker? Joey: You do realize that I'm standing right here? Rich: And you do realize that was a compliment, right? Pacey: [Chuckles uncomfortably] Rich, this is Joey. Joey, you remember Rich. And, Rich, why is it, exactly, you fired my secretary? Rich: Well, uh, she tried to kick me out of your office. Pacey: Well, doesn't that deserve a raise? Rich: Yeah, well, I didn't like her attitude, Witter, or the cut of her jib, for that matter. [Chuckles] Joey: You can just fre somebody because you don't like the way they look? Isn't that discrimination? Rich: Is she human resources? Pacey: No. No, no. She's my, uh... friend of mine. Rich: Oh. So, uh, why aren't you in school today? Joey: I'm on spring break. Rich: What do you do 9 to 5, Johnny? Joey: Joey. Nothing at the moment. Um... Rich: I say you spend the next 2 weeks filling in here. You know how to play office, right? Why don't you set that up, Witter. [Rich leaves Pacey's Office, pausing long enough to take a look at Joey's back side.] Joey: He's kidding, right? Pacey: Rich? No, he doesn't really have much of a sense of humor. Joey: Well, how much does it pay? Pacey: I don't know. I think it's, like, 600 bucks a week. Joey: Are you serious? Pacey: Would you actually want to do it? Joey: Well, you have to admit, Pace, I mean, it is perfect timing. I'm broke. We never see each other anymore. Pacey: Yeah, but hangin' out by the coffee machine is not exactly a date, now, is it? Joey: Who's kidding who, Pace? Now, we both know that the boss doesn't hang out by the coffee machine. That would be the assistant's job. [She is adjusting his tie the entire time she is talking to him here] Pacey: And you're sure you'd be comfortable with the whole boss/secretary power relationship? Joey: We both know who's boss here. Pacey: [Chuckles] Well, ok, yeah. I mean, what's the worst that could happen, right? Joey: Barring me taking over the company, nothing. How fun is this gonna be! [Scene: Heather's Office at the movie studio. Dawson is pitching his idea for a movie to Heather, while she paces around the room listening to his ideas] Dawson: It's about a lot of things, but more than anything, it's about what it feels like to be 15... that time in your life when everything's new and you're constantly on the edge of a broken heart. I mean, it should be stylized and operatic and... Heather: And... Dawson: I'd like to direct it. Heather: [Chuckles] Whoa, junior. Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Walk before you run. Dawson: Ok. What do you think? Heather: I like it. I do. And I think your passion for it is great. It's just... Dawson: What? Heather: It's a little soft. And in case you haven't noticed, we don't really do soft around here. We do exploitation. Larry learned everything he knows from Roger Corman. You could pitch him Citizen Kane, and unless there's a minimum of 3 nude scenes, he'd give you a look like he just smelled a fart. Dawson: Ok. That's all well and good, but I'm not sure I know how to make that movie. Heather: My advice to you... is to play up the sex. He'll understand that. Dawson: What makes this pitch so interesting and unique is the fact that it's this epic love story without the sex. Heather: I'll let you in on a little secret. Larry Newman is the horniest man alive, a world-class pervert. He's on his third wife. She's 23... and done a lot of work in the valley, if you know what I mean. Which doesn't seem to stop him from coveting my rack, mind you. Dawson: [Chuckles] I'm so sorry. That must be terrible to work in an environment like that. Heather: Please. You've been staring at the twins for the past 20 minutes. Dawson: I... Heather: Not that I mind, of course. They are fantastic and worth every penny. What's my point? Dawson: I don't know. Heather: My point is... if you want to make a movie with us, find a way to tell your story while still aping to the lowest common denominator. Pitch the same thing you pitched , only throw in... a stripper, a 3-way, or like an affair with a teacher or something. Dawson: I can do that. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Help Center. Jen and CJ are sitting in desks that are positioned face to face and both are trying to keep busy by reading, and ignoring one another. There is an obvious awkwardness and unconfort in the air.] [Telephone rings] [Jen jumps faster and answers the phone first.] Jen: Help line. This is Jen speaking. Are you sure that that's actually a problem? Because speaking as a girl whose boyfriend wants to copulate every waking moment of the day, I would actually welcome the break. I mean, I appreciate the enthusiasm. It's just it's--it's a little exhausting. This position, that position, "you want my legs where?" I mean, I can't even wear a skirt anymore without him taking it as an invitation to hike it up. [CJ just gets up and leaves] [Scene: Pacey's work place. Pacey walks in the front door and is confronted by one of the other employees who stops him to tell him something.] Man: Hey, Witter, nicely done. Nicely done, indeed. Pacey: What are you talkin' about? Man: The new hire. Pacey: Oh. Joey. [Pacey walks in to see everyone huddled up around the desk in front of his office. He looks at this weird site and makes his way over to them. The men part so that we see Joey sitting at the desk. All the guys are practically drooling around him] Pacey: Hey, Joe. Joey: Oh. Morning, Pace. Pacey: Morning. Excuse me. Are these guys botherin' you? Joey: No. They may be trying to, but I can't exactly tell. Did any of you go to college? Man1: We're just showin' her the ropes, Pacey. Man2: Are you comfortable, Joey? I mean, this seems a little high. [the man reaches over and hits a leaver and Joey's seat drops down a little.] Joey: Oh. Oh, whoa. [Chuckles] That's...super. Thank you. Pacey: Well, great. I'm glad we got that all fixed up. But seeing as this is my secretary, why don't you guys go back to your Joey: Ahem! Pacey: Office temp-- it's not important right now. What's importantshe's not gonna be here long, so don't get too attached. Bye-bye. [They leave] Joey: Neander-creeps. Sorry about that. [Cut to slightly later and Pacey is playing with an executive toy that he found on his desk. Joey comes walking into his office.] Pacey: What is this? Joey: Oh. Well, that's your office-warming gift. You forgot to open it yesterday. I thought since now you're a true professional and you have an office of your own, that you deserve pointless gadgets to stick on your desk. Pacey: Well, thank you, miss potter. That's very thoughtful of you. Joey: Well, I am the best assistant ever. Pacey: Of course you are. You know, uh, when I got here this morning, you forgot to make the coffee, and I like to start the morning with a cup. Joey: Oh. Oh, right. Well, you were a chef, right? I mean, you can make it yourself. Pacey: Sure. Yeah. [Rich comes into the office.] Pacey: Could you run this down to Tom, please? Joey: Sure. [Joey takes the folder from Pacey and leaves] Rich: Are you sure you need to find a replacement? Pacey: She's got another job, and she's in school, and most importantly, she's unavailable, Rich. Rich: All right. Ok. Pacey: Tell you the truth, the whole thing's becoming a bit of a debacle. I got here this morning, the guys were all over her desk. Rich: Like that's not gonna happen with anything remotely female. Pacey: And she's also my friend. Which makes it a little awkward when I'm tryin' to tell her what to do. Rich: You got to get yourself together, man. There's a reporter coming in to talk to us later, and I don't want you to be snotting all over your tie because you haven't had a nonfat cafe mocha latte grande whatever. Pacey: A reporter for who? Rich: I don't know. Some chick from the financial section to discuss our little up-and-coming company here. See how the big boys play and whatnot. Pacey: Cool. Rich: Yeah, it's swell. So you better straighten up, 'cause it seems like this broad is interested in you in particular-- rising to the top in record time or something. Pacey: Really? She wants to talk to me, huh? Rich: Seriously, it's the financial section. Who reads that? [Rich leaves and Joey comes back in] Joey: So, she wants to talk to you? Pacey: Were you eavesdropping? Joey: Well, yes. I'm your assistant. It's my job. It's what I do. Pacey: Mm-hmm. [Pacey begins playing with his Executive toy again.] [Scene: The Coffee cart outside the help center. CJ is getting a cup of coffee when Jen comes walking over to him.] Jen: Hey. CJ: Hey. Jen: Did you get me one? CJ: I didn't know you wanted one. Jen: Way to be a boyfriend. CJ: Yeah, right. Good one, Jen. Jen: So, I still don't know what C.J. Stands for, but maybe the "c" stands for "crabby"? What's the matter? CJ: Nothing. Jen: Nothing. [Sighs] That's it? CJ: I don't like you using our problems in the bedroom to help other people. Jen: Oh, well, first of all, I wasn't aware that we had problems in the bedroom. And...second of all, why not? CJ: Forget it. Jen: What, is this about sex? CJ: Pretty much, yeah. Jen: Ok. But you know, if some girl called up and said that her boyfriend was pressuring her into having sex, you would slip on your very best Dr. Drew, and you would tell her not to stand for it. CJ: Look, if what you to me about your past is true, then I'm guessin' what I don't understand is why the creeps and the scumbags who treated you so poorly got the benefit of your sex drive. Whereas guys like me who actually treat you fairly well... we get ridiculed for wanting to have sex with you. Jen: Wow. Kudos to you, C.J. That is the nicest way that anybody's ever called me a slut. CJ: What are you talkin' about? Jen: Basically, what you're saying is if I can be a slut for other guys, why can't I be a slut for you? CJ: That's not what I mean. [Jen storms off and CJ starts to follow, but finally gives up] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Movie Studios. Dawson and Heather are headed to their meeting with Mr. Newman to try and pitch Dawson's movie idea.] Heather: Please tell me you're gonna kick ass in there. Dawson: I'm relatively certain I won't throw up, but beyond that, I can't promise anything. Heather: [Irked] Fabulous. [They go into the office, and see two other people in there. One is blwing up a hemorrhoid pillow] Mr. Newman: Dawson leery! Ha! How the hell's my favorite young director? It's good to see you, kid. Good to see ya. Dawson: You, too, Mr. Newman. Mr. Newman: Ah, Mr. Newman was my father, and that bastard's long gone. You just call me Larry. Have a seat, please. Dawson: Ok. Larry. [Nervous chuckle] Ok. [Mr. Newman sits down and yelps in pain] Mr. Newman: Ow! Peter. Peter: Yes, Larry? Mr. Newman: My ass hurts. Why does my ass hurt? Peter: I'm sorry, Larry. I, uh, I...forgot. Mr. Newman: Actions, peter, actions. Not excuses. [Peter puts the pillow on Larry's chair for him] Mr. Newman: Whew! Ahh! It's my prostate. Damn thing's as big as a cured ham. Gettin' old, boy. Whoo! It's just a series of indignities. You'll find out. Ok. So, what are we doin' here? Dawson: Uh, well Mr. Newman: Ohh! Whoa, whoa, whoa! I can't believe I almost forgot this. You are my hero, kid. Dawson: [Chuckles] Thank you... Larry. That--I, uh-- that means a lot. The re-sht were tough, but, uh, ultimately I was pretty happy with how they turned out. I gotta say, by the end of it, I actually felt like a real director. Mr. Newman: Right. Uh, no, the re-sht were fine. What I'm talkin' about is Natasha. Dawson: She was great, wasn't she? I was very happy with the performance that I got out of her. Mr. Newman: Uh, her performance was mediocre at best. What I'm talkin' about here is the fact that you managed to get yourself into her knickers? [Clicks tongue] Heather tells me everything. See, here's my thing with directors. I can tell any schmuck where to put the camera, how to say "action," blah, blah, blah, blah. But when a freakin' P.A. Figures out how to bang the leadin' lady, buddy, that is somebody I want to be in business with. And that's you, big fella. Ha ha ha ha! Hee hee hee hee! Whoo! Yeah! Ok, Dawson... tell me a story. Dawson: Ok. So, we open in a teenager's bedroom, walls plastered with movie posters. Mr. Newman: Now, wait. This isn't one of those movies about makin' movies, is it? Dawson: No. Not at all. Not really. Mr. Newman: Well, either it is or it isn't. Dawson: Well Mr. Newman: all right. Never mind. Go ahead. Dawson: Ok. So, on the bed-- boy and a girl. Both 15. They've been best friends for as long as they can remember. Mr. Newman: Are they, you know-- [Clicks tongue] Dawson: No. Mr. Newman: Huh? Dawson: Uh, not yet. Mr. Newman: I got ya. Let the audience get a little wet first. I like this. This is good. Dawson: Yeah. So, uh, they're in the bedroom, and they're talking about movies. Mr. Newman: Wait a minute. I gotta ask you somethin' here. Uh, is this a horror movie? Dawson: No, not at all. This is a coming-of-age story. Heather: Actually, Larry, it's a teen sex comedy...with heart. American pie meets stand by me. Mr. Newman: But it's got sex, right? [Dawson looks at Heather, and she nods to him] Dawson: Sure. Yeah. Mr. Newman: Good. See, this is interesting. Friends will come and friends will go, but I say... there's always room for a movie in which teenage girls take their clothes off. All right, let's cut to the chase, pally. My ass is on fre here. Hmm-unh! Dawson: Um, ok. Here--here's the part of the story that I think you'll find the most interesting. Our main character thinks of himself as one of the good guys. He's always tryin' to do the right thing, and it always gets in the way when it comes to girls. Um, so it's--it's really interesting to watch him go through this moral dilemma when he meets this girl at school that he really likes, but it turns out that she's... [He sees that he is starting to lose him] Dawson: A...stripper. Mr. Newman: Stripper? Yeah, student by day, stripper at night. See, I've--I've seen this probably 100 times, but I'll be damned if I wouldn't stay up till 3 A.M. To watch it on skinemax. And you cast one of those hot little past-her-prime starlets who's willing to show off her new boob job, you got yourself a mini-blockbuster on your hands. This is good. This is real good. I like this. You got yourself a deal. Peter: It's the best pitch I've heard in, uh... a long time. Dawson: Well, you guys want to hear the rest of it? I mean, that's just a very small part of it. Mr. Newman: Let me give you a little advice, pally. When somebody tells you, you got yourself a deal, you zip it. You know, you nod, you smile, and you look grateful. You do not say another word. Another word can only do you harm. You know what I'm sayin'? [He looks at Peter who nods and him then to Heather who also nods at him] Dawson: Absolutely. Mr. Newman: Outstanding! Ok. Listen, we'll figure out the beats after lunch. In the meantime... tell me a little more about Natasha. [Laughs lasciviously] Huh? Boom. [Continues laughing] Whoo! [Scene: Pacey's office. Pacey is on a headset phone talking to one of his clients, while pacing behind his desk.] Pacey: I hear what you're saying, Walter. I'm just not willing to push it that hard. Look, I just don't have the numbers, ok? Well, when? Ok, hold on a second. Let me ask my secretary. Hey, Jo [Joey walks in with a folder.] Joey: Are you looking for this, Mr. Witter? Pacey: Yes, as a matter of fact. When did this come in? Joey: Um, well, I didn't want to inundate you with information. Pacey: Good thinking. [Sighs] Ok, Walter, I got it right in front of . sht. Walter? Joey: Oh, I pressed a button when I came in here. I thought it was hold. Pacey: That's ok. That's fine. We can just get him on the line again. Ha ha. You know, Jo, you're such a smart girl, I honestly thought this was gonna be a little easier for you. Joey: Well, I kind of made it a point not to learn secretarial skills. Pacey: You might've wanted to mention that earlier. Joey: Well, if I'm too good at it, then no one will ever let me do what I really want to do. Pacey: I find that very hard to believe, Miss Potter. [The mystery woman, from the earlier episodes, walks into Pacey's Office.] Pacey: Hi. Sadia: Hi. Pacey: What are you doing here? Sadia: Well, your secretary wasn't at her desk, so I hope it's ok Pacey: That's fine. She's, uh, that's-- she's there. Sadia: Oh. Ok, well, here. You wouldn't mind hangin' this up for me, would you? [She hands her coat to Joey] Joey: Do you have an appointment, Miss? Sadia: Why, yes. As a matter of fact, I do. [Rich comes walking into Pacey's office] Rich: Uh, this is Sadia Shaw, pace, the reporter I was tellin' you about. Pacey: Of course. Sadia: Pleased to meet you again. So, I guess the rumors I've been hearing are true, Pacey. You're certainly moving up in the world. Joey: So you guys know each other? Sadia: Not entirely, but I guess that's what the interview's for. Pacey: I guess so. [Chuckles] Rich: [Laughs] Pacey: Hey, is there anything we can get you to make you more comfortable? Jo, would you mind grabbin' us a pot of coffee? Joey: Sure, Mr. Witter. I will get right on that. I will just whip up a batch. Sadia: [Sweetly] Thank you. Pacey: Yeah, thank you. [Joey leaves them.] Pacey: Why don't you step in, make yourself more comfortable. [Scene: A Studio Set. Todd is shting a music video for a gothic Rock Band. The band is singing on the set, while Todd is watching on as they film. Dawson walks in and stays in the back of the room watching the band sht their video.] [Group performing Goth rock] Todd: And cut! Gentlemen, Satan himself would be proud! All right, let's take a break. [The band breaks, and Todd makes his way over to one of the women] Todd: You have no idea how...[Whispering] Girl: Yeah, yeah. [Giggles] [Dawson makes his way over to Todd] Todd: What the hell are you doin' here? Dawson: Moral quandary. You got a minute? Todd: Bollocks, leery. You're like some bloody little angel that pops his head up over my shoulder every time I'm about to engage in meaningless sex with a comely extra. You are a bloody moral quandary. Girl: Excuse me. I'm in the band, Todd. Todd: My apologies, love. Can you ever forgive me? [to Dawson] Sure this can't wait 5 minutes? Girl: 5 minutes? Gee, what a treat. [Todd laughs] [Scene: Pacey's Office . Sadia is interviewing Pacey and Rich as they are sitting in Pacey's office.] Sadia: So, rich... would you say that Pacey's arrival and your rise in profitability had a direct correlation? Rich: Well, let's not get crazy here. We all know how unpredictable the market is. It just so happens we also started to push a new stock around that time, and it did very well for us. Sadia: And that would be Stepatech. Pacey: Yes, and as a matter of fact, I was the first person who went out with Stepatech. Rich: Yeah, that's correct. Pacey was the first. Joey on intercom: Excuse me, Pace. Uh, Jack's on one. Pacey: That's ok. You can hold all my calls. Thanks. Joey: Even from your roomie? Pacey: Yes, even my roommate. Joey: Oh, ok. My bad. Carry on. Pacey: I apologize for that. It's her first day. Sadia: I understand. This must be quite a coup for you, Pacey, having an assistant. I heard that until recently you were a cook. Pacey: Yeah, actually. I did dabble for a while in the food service industry, but I'm quite [The phone begins to squeal. And Pacey begins beating on the keys, and picks up the receiver and hangs it back up and it stops] Pacey: Ahem. The button's stick on those sometimes. I apologize. Where was I? Rich: I wish I could remember. I was riveted. [Joey comes in with a tray of coffee] Joey: Fresh coffee? Pacey: Great. You can just put it on the desk. Joey: Pacey takes tons of sugar in his coffee. Otherwise, he can't drink it. You know, he puts sugar in his fruity pebbles. Can you believe it? Pacey: Ah, ha! All right. Thanks for your help, miss potter. That'll be all. Joey: And how do you take yours? Sadia: Uh, just a splash of cream-- nonfat, if you have it, please. Thank you. Joey: Of course. [Joey pours the cream on the pant leg of Sadia.] Joey: [Gasps] Oh, god! [All talking at once] Joey: Oh, my god. Sorry, sorry. Sadia: Ohh! You know what? I can get it. Joey: I'm so sorry. Sadia: I got it. Rich: Witter, uh, why don't we... continue this interview in my office? I'm sure you'll be more comfortable there. It's much bigger. [Rich and Sadia leave Pacey's office.] Pacey: It was an accident. Pacey: Really! An accident. Now, why do I find that so hard to believe? Pacey: You better get goin'. You don't want to miss your 15 minutes of fame. [Scene: The Video Set. Dawson and Todd are talking while the rest of the crew is off getting ready for the next sht.] Todd: I don't understand what you're so torn up about, mate. A job is a job. Work begets work. Do you know what I mean? Dawson: Yeah. I just... have a really hard time doing something that I don't believe in. I learned so much workin' for you in the re-sht and everything, but I lost a chunk of my soul in the process. Todd: You're such a bloody drama queen, Leery. The trick is to keep workin' so one day you get to a point where you can write your own ticket. Dawson: But what if by the time you get there, you don't know who the hell you are anymore? Todd: You ask yourself what kind of filmmaker you want to be. Me, I'm a journeyman. I go where the jobs are. Dawson: Ahh, maybe I'm just not cut out for any of this. Todd: Oh, I see. So this is that bit where I give you a bit of a lift, is it? No. 'Cause I'm not gonna do it... even if you are a talented little bugger, even if you are light-years ahead of where I was at your age. Dawson: All right, all right. That's enough. [Todd takes some money out of his pocket and hands it to him] Dawson: What's that? Todd: Go make a movie. Dawson: With 10 bucks? Todd: It's a start. Look, if you're not willing to do it their way, with their money, then don't cash the check. Write your own. Sometimes, with a little bit of money and a lot of faith, you can almost will an entire movie into existence. That's what I did. Dawson: How'd it turn out? Todd: It was rubbish... but it got me here. Here I am, doing the devil's work in sunny Los Angeles. Listen, mate, I know no matter what you do... you're gonna do it with heart and balls and swagger. And that is all that matters in this world. Remember that. Go on, get outta here. Go change a diaper or somethin'. [Scene: Pacey's Office. It is the end of the day and Joey comes in and places a file down on Pacey's desk, who is just sitting there thinking.] Pacey: Well, what was that earlier? Joey: How do you know that woman? Pacey: The reporter? I've met her once... at a function. Months ago. I didn't even know her name. Joey: Why does that not shock me? Pacey: We were never formally introduced. I mean, would it have klled you to have acted professionally today? Joey: Come on, Pacey. You guys are pigs. I mean, according to caveman standards, I'm not the professional type. Pacey: And what type is that? The type that can pour a cup of coffee without painting it all over the walls? Because you're not that type. Joey: That's all an assistant is to you, isn't it? Just some chick who pours coffee. Pacey: I didn't realize that you wanted to be a career assistant. Joey: Why do you think rich fired Marcy? 'Cause she's over 30. Have you ever even noticed the assistants here? Pacey: I feel like there's no good way to answer that question. Joey: They look like the maxim girls of the office out there. Pacey: I guess I'd never noticed. Because when I come here, it's to do my job. Which I was actually pretty good at until you came here and sabotaged me. Joey: Get real, Pacey. All I'm asking for is a little respect, a little human kindness. Pacey: But you see, that's the whole point. I don't have to respect you or be kind to you. You're my secretary. Joey: Oh, that's the whole point? You regressed Pacey: Woman! You are wrecking my head. Could you not just accept the temporary and come with a smile and maybe a little grace? Joey: No. Not if this is how you plan on treating your future assistants. Frankly, Pacey, I'm beginning to understand the nickname. Pacey: What nickname? Joey: They call you witless. Pacey: Who calls me witless? Joey: I think that would be unprofessional of me to disclose such information. Pacey: Where was that professionalism when you were pouring cream down the reporter's leg? Joey: Oh, please. Don't say "reporter" like you haven't brned that girl's name into your memory. Pacey: You know, I don't think this is the proper arena to vent your jealousy. Joey: Jealous?! Hardly. Ok, yeah. I might've had some sort of psychotic lapse, but that was odd, really, because... why would I be jealous? Pacey: I don't know. Joey: It's not like you'd ever be attracted to the shrewd business type, right? Pacey: Well, what does it matter? 'Cause you're not jealous. Right? You know what? I'd like to issue an apology. Take a letter, would you? [She looks at him, like can he be serious.] Pacey: You're gonna need a pen and paper. [He hands her a pad and pen.] Pacey: Dear...Miss...Shaw... it was...wonderful... to see you this afternoon. No, no. Go back. It was lovely to see you again. However, I would like to take this opportunity to apologize for my secretary's behavior. Because, you see, she's new... and very bad. [He gets up and walks towards her as he is dictating.] Joey: I missed the last part. It was something moronic followed by something inane. [At this point She puts down her pen and walks over to stand right in front of him. They stare each other down, and then jump into each other's arms kissing passionately. The go over to the couch in his office and lie down on it. Pacey rips off his jacket and they begin making out on the couch, when Rich walks into Pacey's office.] Rich: I'm, uh, headed out, Witter. [They stop and stare up at him] Rich: Jeez, man. At least I waited a week with mine. [Rich just shakes his head and walks out, and Pacey looks down at Joey.] Pacey: Pigs. We're all pigs. Joey: Mm-hmm. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Gram's Dining room. Jen, Grams and CJ are sitting at the table eating, but no one is talking to one another. Jen and CJ are sitting across from one another, but making a point not to look at each other.] Grams: Whatever is the matter with you two? Jen: C.J. Thinks I'm a slut. I do not. Grams: Why would you think such a thing, Jennifer? Jen: Because he pretty much said so. CJ: No, I didn't. Grams: Well, C.J., Why do think Jennifer feels this way? CJ: Well, she seemed to like having sex right up until the moment she started having sex with me. Jen: That's not true. Grams: I see the problem here. Jen: You do? Grams: Mmm. C.J., Jennifer is attempting for the very first time in her young life to have a full, well-rounded relationship with a boy. And, Jennifer, C.J.'S problem is that he, like any young man of pure heart and good intention, is worried that you will always be more attracted to the rakes of this world. Jen: Well, you can tell C.J. That nice pecks and a good 6-pack only go so far. CJ: And you can tell Jennifer that what she just said didn't make me feel the slightest bit better. [Mumbling] I have nice pecks. Grams: Jennifer? Jen: You can tell C.J. That the best sex that I've ever had in my life has been with him. CJ: That'll do. You can tell Jen that... I'm sorry if I made her feel bad... and...that I was never insinuating that she'd be of questionable morality. And that I will snuggle with her anytime she wants. Grams: Well. I think my work is done here. I have peace to broker elsewhere in bean town. [Grams gets up and leaves them alone.] Jen: I'm so sorry. CJ: No. No. I'm sorry. But I'm not sorry about wantin' to have sex with you. I mean, that's just how it is. That's how it's always gonna be. Jen: You promise? CJ: Oh, I promise. Jen: Ooh. [Chuckles] I think I'm in the mood. CJ: [Chuckles] In the mood for what? Jen: [Sighs] No, it just passed. CJ: No. N--I--uh... I'm just kiddin'. Jen: Shall we, then? [They quickly make their way upstairs] [Scene: Mr. Newman's Office. They are in another meeting to wrap up the plans for the movie. Mr. Newman has just finished looking over some of the plans as the rest look on.] Mr. Newman: Well, I think we're in pretty good shape here. Just make sure... that the fre at the strip club is spectacular. I mean-- whoosh! All right? Now, have you, uh... thought about a title, Dawson? Dawson: A ti--uh, no. I haven't, actually. Mr. Newman: I got one for you. Sunset stripped. Dawson: Sunset stripped. Mr. Newman: What do you think? Dawson: I...um... think it's very clever. Economical... yeah, works well. Uh, you know, bein' that her--her name is Sunset. Mr. Newman: And I think it'll help with the foreign, too. Which reminds me-- a minimum of 3 nude scenes, please? That's not including the scenes in the strip bar. I want this picture to be wall-to-wall boobs. Ok? This is gonna be a very good picture. My friends, thank you. That's it. Congrats on a great meeting. Heather: Thanks Dawson. Peter: Attagirl. Mr. Newman: Very good. Good work. Let's go. Nice goin', everybody. [Dawson remains seated as every gathers together looking at the plans. He has a troubled look on his face]] Dawson: You know what? Um, excuse me. I'm sorry. Mr. Newman: Well, what is it? Out with it. Dawson: I came in here the other day because I wanted to tell a story about... something small, something personal, something I've been... tryin' to figure out for quite some time. I wanted to write about growing up... and why it's so hard. And... I wanted to write about falling in love and why it can't last, but at the same time, how it lasts forever. And somehow, that got twisted into a story about a stripper. I--I guess what I'm tryin' to say is, I can't do this. I appreciate the--the offer and the confidence... but... I just wouldn't feel right taking your money. Mr. Newman: Are you absolutely sure about this? Dawson: [Sighs] Yeah. Yeah, I am. [Mr. Newman turns from Dawson and looks at Heather] Mr. Newman: All right, put together a directors list. I want to get somebody on this by the end of the week. Mr. Newman: [To Dawson] Nice knowin' you, kid. The best of luck to you, huh? Dawson: [Chuckles softly] Mr. Newman: All right. Here. Got somebody here in mind. This is somebody we could call. [Happy with himself Dawson leaves the office] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Joey is finishing up her shift at the bar that evening, when Pacey comes walking in and goes over to join her.] Joey: Hey, Mr. Witter. What can I get you? Pacey: Oh, nothing, actually. I'm kinda partial to this jacket. Joey: Not the best of first days, I'll admit. Pacey: No. But I'm of the opinion that some worlds should never collide. Plus, how are you ever gonna take me seriously [Joey goes to take a large tray into the back but Pacey stops her Pacey: I got itnow that you know the guys call me witless? Joey: Yeah, and my whole jealousy act really didn't showcase my best features. Pacey: Actually, you know, I kinda liked that part. Joey: You were just hoping she and I would wrestle. Pacey: What kind of man do you take me for? Joey: I guess I'm just not used to office combat. I'm more of a drunk wrangler. Pacey: That's good news, actually, because I wanted to tell you, don't quit your night job. Joey: What do you mean? Pacey: Well, I mean that under no circumstances do I ever want to see you in my place of work again, regardless of how hot you look in pinstripes. Joey: You're fring me? Pacey: Y-yeah, but, I mean, c-can you think of any better solution? Joey: Is this because of the whole coffee thing, Pacey? Because I can make coffee. And I can serve it and everything. I'm nothing if not a professional server. Pacey: It's not about the coffee thing. Ok? Joey: Then what's it about? Pacey: Jo, how can you expect me to concentrate if you're around all day? Joey: Am I really that much of a distraction, Pacey? I mean, my desk is outside of your office. You can't even see me. Pacey: But I know you're there. And I would not have come as far as I have if you were 5 feet away from me all the time. I just wouldn't. Trust me. Joey: Really? And why is that? Pacey: Ok, now you're just milkin' this for all it's worth, aren't you? Fine. [Sighs] I wouldn't have been able to concentrate because every time you're 5 feet away from me or 25 feet away from me, for that matter... there's really only one thing that I want to do. Joey: Do tell. [They kiss passionately] Joey: I'm sorry, Mr. Witter. I don't think I can work for you anymore. Pacey: Fine. Just remember that I fired you. Joey: No, no. I quit. You have to let me keep my dignity. Pacey: Ok, but if I fre you, then you get severance pay. Joey: Oh. Well, just remember, you'll never find another girl like me. Pacey: I prefer to think of my secretaries as women, but ok. Joey: Well, enough of that. I think we can both agree that this wasn't the best idea. Pacey: No doubt. My current thinking is that relationships make terrible platforms for multi-tasking. Joey: Pity, that. I was looking forward to seeing you on a regular basis. Pacey: We'll just have to make a point to make more time, then, won't we? [Chuckles] You almost done here? Joey: I just have to close up the register. Pacey: Well...that's excellent, 'cause, you know, I was thinking... I just happen to live right across the street. Joey: I was thinking that, too. Pacey: Really. What a coincidence. Joey: I'll be right there. I'll see you soon. Pacey: Hey. You don't think there's any chance you might be willing to wear that secretary's outfit Joey: You had your chance. Pacey: We'll talk about that later. [He leaves and Joey goes back to cleaning. She is cleaning for a while when a voice from behind that she recognizes, startles her.] Eddie: Hey. Joey: Eddie. [Cut at Joey just staring at Eddie]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x17 - Sex and v*olence"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 618 - Love Bites In this episode: Jen's seemingly happy world comes crashing down when she learns that Grams has breast cancer. Meanwhile, Joey’s tumultuous love life continues when Eddie reveals his true reasons for returning to Boston, and Pacey agrees to join Joey as she chaperones for Harley’s school dance, but what should be a magical night doesn’t feel right for Joey. Although he is at first reluctant, Pacey agrees to invest Dawson’s life savings to finance his new film project. Original Airdate: April 9, 2003 [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. This scene picks up right where the last episode left off. Joey was finishing cleaning up, and Eddie has just walked into the bar, and stopped in front of here. There was a long pause before anyone said anything.] Joey: Eddie...what the hell are you doing here? Eddie: Right. Um, so Joey: what happened to California? Eddie: Well, it's still there. You know, I just kinda left for a while. Joey: And what happened to school? Eddie: Again, still there. Still standing without me and everything. It's hard to believe, I know. Look, I start in the fall. Everything worked out, Jo. Everything, Jo. I mean, I had this interview, right? And I didn't stutter or stumble or throw up or anything, and they loved my writing, which is just totally, like, surreal because no one has ever loved anything I've done. Except for you. Which is why I'm here. I wanted to say thank you. Because you knew I could do it, and I had no idea. You know, Jo, it's not just because I didn't think I could do it. It's because I didn't see the world that way. You know? It's a place where people get second and third and fourth chances to make something of themselves. Or as a place where... you can be a coward, and hurt someone. Hey. But they still have the decency to see the decency in you. And, Jo, you are the most decent person I know. And you have incredible eyes and the sexiest voice and a smile that breaks my heart. And if I'm gonna be a writer, I need someone like that around. I need you around. What do you say? [She fights the urge to kiss him] Joey: No. No. Eddie: Well, that's not the answer that I'm looking for, really. Joey: Eddie, you walked away. Eddie: I came back. Joey: I moved on. Eddie: Oh. Ok. If that's how you feel, then... ok, I understand. I do. I guess I'll be seeing you, Joey. Joey: I'm sorry. [Eddie turns and walks out, and Joey watches him go.] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey is lying on her bed trying to read a book, as Harley is going through her closet looking at Joey's clothes.] Harley: Brutal. Do not let your enemies have access to this closet. Tell me this was purchased for some sort of Halloween church lady costume. Joey: It looks much better on. Harley: Keep telling yourself that, sweetie. Joey: You know, perhaps you'd like to focus on the task at hand so you can hurry up and go and leave me to my work. Harley: If you're gonna be chaperoning my semi-formal, I need you to wear something that's moderately hip so I don't look like a freak associating with you. Not like sultry, older woman sexy. [Scoffs] What am I saying? I'd never find anything like that in this closet. Joey: Did I actually agree to this? [She looks at a frilly dress.] Joey: Oh, that's Audrey's. I could borrow it. Harley: No way. You need to look good, but not too good. The men at Milton are weak of constitution and highly susceptible to the wiles of the older woman. So, seeing as it's my night, and my fair-weather, jack-of-no-trades, boyfriend Patrick is going to be there, and he has some sort of unholy attachment to you, we're gonna keep your wiles covered. Under... this lovely subdued dress. [Harley feels the fabric of the dress.] Ew! What is this, rayon? Joey: It's silk. [Harley gives her a dirty look] Blend. Harley: It's perfect. Not too perfect. Joey: Harley, look, I swear to keep my Mrs. Robinson claws off your boyfriend. But can you go? I have a lot of work to do. Harley: Yeah, but do you think I should go pasties or strapless? Joey: Neither! I'm considering investing in a chastity belt for you. Harley: Pushing your buttons, potter. Joey: Out. Harley: I'm out. [She leaves and Joey goes back to reading] [Scene: Jen's bedroom. Jen is looking in the mirror at her disheveled hair in disgust.] Jen: Oh. Heh! I look ridiculous. CJ: No, you don't. You look beautiful and glowing. And definitely like you just partook of your boyfriend. Jen: Great. [They kiss] CJ: And all the more beautiful for it. You Lindley women are something else. You know, Grams broke uncle Bill's heart. That man is a shell of himself. Can't even watch wheel of fortune anymore because Vanna White reminds him of his devastation. Jen: My grams, the black widow. Who knew? CJ: [Chuckles] All right. I should go. Jen: No, you shouldn't. CJ: No. You're the one who made me get out of bed. Jen: I know, but I'm woman enough to admit when I've made a mistake. [She begins to kiss him, and they both stop after several seconds of kissing] Jen: Yeah, you should go. [They begins to kiss again] Jen: Oh, god. You gotta go. CJ: Yeah. Yeah. Jen: All right. Well, um... look, I'll see what I can find out about Grams. CJ: Ok. I'll call you later. Jen: Ok. CJ: Ok. Later. Jen: Bye. CJ: Bye. [Scene: Pacey's Office. Pacey is standing by his desk and hits some buttons on the cell phone on his side, and he has his headset on. Cut to Joey's Dorm room. Joey is studying at her desk, when her phone begins ringing. She looks at the caller ID and sees that it s Pacey, and after a couple of rings, she answers it.] Joey: Hello? Pacey: Hi. Is this Potter's house of pain? Joey: This is mistress Joey speaking. Pacey: I'm glad I caught you. I thought you might have gone out of business. I was expecting you last night. Joey: Yeah, I, um... you know, I finished up at the bar, and I was just exhausted, and... no energy left for the naughty stockbrokers. Pacey: That's ok. I understand. I was kind of tuckered out myself last night. Look, here's what I'm thinking. Last night, we were very old people. But tonight, let's at least pretend like we're young people. Go out late, stumble home very late. What do you say? Joey: I have plans. Pacey: No. Joey: Yeah. I promised Harley I'd do her a favor. Pacey: What exactly does rosemary's baby want? Joey: She wants me to chaperone the Milton semi-formal. Pacey: Would that involve you being in a dress? Joey: Mm-hmm. Pacey: And heels? Joey: Possibly. Pacey: Well, ok. Consider my arm twisted. I'll be there. Joey: [Laughs] What? I mean, really? It's...it's a Friday night. Are you sure? Pacey: I'm sure as rain. Joey: Great. Um, meet me here at 6:00. Pacey: I'll see you there. Shoe shined and suit pressed. [Scene: Pacey's Work Place Pacey has just finished the phone call with Joey and is the only one in the conference room, when Dawson walks past the door, and stops when he sees Pacey.] Dawson: Pacey Witter. Pacey: Dawson! Hi! Welcome to the dream machine, my friend. Can you smell the money growing? Dawson: Uh, if it smells like Drakar Noir, then yeah, big time. Pacey: What are you doing here? [Dawson slams a piece of paper down on the table. It is a check.] Pacey: What's this? Dawson: It's all the money I saved working with Todd. I need you to make it grow. Pacey: I need to slow down for just a second Dawson: Transform that into a respectable budget for an indie film. Coming of age story. No special effects, although I might need a slumming a-list actor looking for some industry credit. You up for it? Pacey: Would you mind stepping into my office for one sec? Dawson: Sure. [They go into his office.] Pacey: You know that thing that I told you I could do for ya? Dawson: Uh, yeah. Pacey: I was actually kind of kidding. Dawson: Well, but, uh--[Whistles] That's what you do for a living, right? Is invest money for other people? Pacey: Shh. Shh. [Whispering] Technically, yes. Dawson: [Whispers] Why are we whispering? Pacey: Because if the guys ever heard me turning down investment money based on moral reasons, I would be professionally castrated. Dawson: What moral reasons? Pacey: I haven't exactly hammered out my mixing friends and business policy yet. Pace, I think we've been through together that we don't have to worry about it getting awkward. Pacey: Well, yes, we've certainly been through awkward, but we've never been through "I'm broke and it's all your fault." Dawson: I'm not worried. I know this will sound disgustingly L.A. Of me, but this whole project just has a really good vibe. Pacey: Because I'm your friend... I'm never gonna tell anybody that you just used the word "vibe". Dawson: I'm serious, man. I just... I made a decision to trust my instincts, and ever since I did, everything's been falling into place. I wrote 20 pages last night. I could barely type fast enough to keep up with the ideas that were coming, and I can't wait to go home and write more. I mean, honestly, the only thing holding all this up right now is you. [Scene: Gram's kitchen. Grams is in the kitchen, when Jen comes down into the kitchen looking for her.] Jen: Grams, grams, grams, we gotta chat. Why'd you drop the hammer on uncle Bill? The man is distraught. Well, apparently, he has sworn off women for life. Of course, if we're speaking frankly, I don't know how long that could actually be. Grams: Jennifer. Jen: You know what's funny, though, is that, well, I'm embarking on a somewhat functional, possibly even fully committed relationship. You, who are 2 generations my senior, are behaving like a fickle teenager. You are breaking hearts left and right. Grams: I most certainly am not. Jen: Ok. Outburst. Perhaps I should be slipping some St. John's Wort into your morning Metamucil. [Grams just gives her a look and leaves] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey has gotten dressed in the dress that Harley had picked out for her earlier. She is sitting at her looking at some pictures on her wall. She looks at pictures of her and Dawson, her and Pacey, and finally at a picture of her and Eddie together. There is a knock on the door, and when she opens the door she sees that is Pacey and he is in a Suit carrying two flower boxes.] Joey: Hey. Pacey: Hi. Oh, my lord. You are way too hot to be a chaperone. I think I'm living out one of my teenage fantasies right now. Joey: Well, you look quite comely yourself. Pacey: Oh, this old thing? Nah. Ok, now, in order to make up for our last high school dance experience, in which I did actually buy you a corsage, but then I let it wilt to a lovely shade of brown, I brought you options. In box "a"... we have the corsage for the fun-loving and whimsical Joey-- a carved radish on a bed of baby carrots. And then, option "b"... the corsage for the classic and sophisticated Joey-- roses on a bed of baby's breath, which has a creepy name but is a classic flower. Joey: Well, in honor of the youth with whom we'll be sharing the dance floor, I think I'm gonna go with option "A." The veggies. Pacey: All right. Veggies it is. [He puts the veggie corsage on her wrist] Pacey: [Chuckles] Joey: Cool. And, in honor of the classy guy you are tonight [She pins a rose on him] Pacey: Don't be fooled. It's just a costume. Joey: No, really. You get a rose. It's perfect. Pacey: Shall we? Joey: This'll be fun. Pacey: Yeah. A flashback. [He hugs her from behind after putting her coat on her, and we can see she is somewhat uncomfortable] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The school dance. The school is decorated in with castles and knights. Joey and Pacey walk in together following Harley and Patrick.] Joey: Nice night. Pacey: I just love the smell of secret antiperspirant in the evening. It had to be said. Harley: This whole night bites already. I haven't even gotten to the part where my friends swarm around me and shriek about how much they love my dress. Joey: Harley, you're not the first women in the history of semi-formals to accompany a non-dancing date. Mr. Witter over here was famously uncooperative when it came to the booty shake. Pacey: Hey, I danced. Joey: Under duress. And he broke up with me at our senior prom, so we never had the chance to dance at our own prom. Pacey: Ok. Dirty laundry joke. Let it go. Joey: Had to be said. Patrick: This guy's obviously not of sound mind to hurt the feelings of a babe like you. [Joey and Harley give him a dirty look, and another girl walks up to Harley.] Girl: Harley. Harley: I love your dress! Cute! Harley: Thanks. A little too Aguilera for a school event, but maybe it's just me. Patrick: Just keep it down, all right? Your friend over there might think I'm attached. Harley: I hate you. Joey: Patrick, perhaps you'd like to go over to the punch bowl and retrieve some drinks? I think she might wanna claw your eyes out. [Patrick leaves and Pacey takes the opportunity to compliment Harley.] Pacey: Have you ever noticed how much that dress brings out your eyes? Harley: No. Pacey: Oh, well, it does. You look so pretty tonight, and I bet if you and I were to step out on the dance floor, you would be, by far, the most beautiful woman on it. Harley: Duh. [Harley and Pacey go off to dance. Patrick comes up from behind Joey and goes to stand closely next to him] Joey: Ahem. Patrick: What? Oh, beverages. I was wondering why I went over there. [He holds out his arm and they head out to the dance floor] Patrick: You know, I should tell you that I happen to be close, personal friends with Woody Kulchak, who has snuck in a bottle of pea schnapps tonight. So, if you'd like this dance to be truly magical, I could arrange for cocktails for 2 underneath the bleachers. Just give me the word. Joey: No. [She leaves him alone] Patrick: Think about it, babe. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is in ht Family bedroom. He is hanging several of his old movie posters back on his walls, when Gale comes upstairs and walks into his room.] Gale: Hey, what's all this? Dawson: Ah. Returning to my youth for inspiration. Have you seen my hook poster? Gale: Um, no, not recently. Uh, maybe you could check the attic. So, now that you are revisiting 15, does that mean I have to start paying you an allowance again? Dawson: I don't ever recall you giving me an allowance. Gale: What are you gonna do for money? Dawson: It's fairly inexpensive to live at home. Hence the living at home. Gale: Ah. Meaning that you don't plan to contribute to the household expenses. Dawson: Well, I absolutely can... if you want me to. I mean, I can get a part time job or... I'll baby-sit Lily. That way you don't have to pay somebody else to do it. Gale: That's not what I'm getting at, Dawson. Dawson: What are you getting at? Gale: What I'm wondering is how do you intend to make money in the long term? What's your plan? Dawson: All right. Um... the plan is write this movie, sht it, finish it, send it off to festivals. Hopefully it'll be good enough to get picked up and distributed and will make enough money to then finance my next project. Gale: I mean what's your backup plan? If directing doesn't work. Dawson: What do you mean, if directing doesn't work? Gale: Making a living as a film director is a one in a million chance. Now, I know you don't wanna hear this, but... you need to be practical. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is sitting in front of his computer and he is having writers block. He is simply staring at the screen of his laptop, unable to figure out how he wants to start. He stares at it for a while, then begins to type Open with then quickly erases it, and stares at the screen again. He is running trough things in his mind and each time he is about to start typing he stops. He finally gives up and leaves his room.] [Scene: The school dance. Harley is dancing with some guy while Patrick watches her dance with a look of jealousy in his eyes. Harley is just looking over at Patrick loving the jealousy.] Jamie: Then I got bumped up to junior varsity when Cy Watson tore his achilles. Harley: [Laughs] Jamie: Well, you probably heard that I was all-state last year, because, you know, I mean, I'm a good outside sht, and I can dunk, which is good for somebody my age, and I'm a good passer. But, I mean, I've always been really good. I score, like, 30 points a game. [Cut to the Punch bowl, where Joey and Pacey are getting some punch.] Pacey: What kind of school dance actually has a punch bowl? Joey: A schmancy private school dance. Pacey: Well, I hope for the sake of all involved, that some intrepid student has spiked this punch, or else it kinda loses out on its cliché value. Joey: Hmm. Pacey: Speaking of, when do we get our picture taken in front of the tropical mural? Joey: That would be prom. Pacey: Right. Blocked prom out. Joey: As you should. It wasn't exactly your finest hour. Pacey: Well, I was troubled back then. You know, James Dean type. Joey: You were a dumbass. Pacey: Was I at least a mysterious dumbass with smoldering sex appeal? Joey: Dumbass. Pacey: Ok, fine. I can accept that. 'Cause now I'm a happy dumbass. I got a second chance. [He kisses her shoulder, and she is very uncomfortable] Joey: Pace, we should Pacey: Fine. Fine. [Cut back to Harley and Patrick. Patrick is wrestling with the guy that Harley was dancing with.] Harley: Patrick, let go of him! Let go of him! Patrick: Why should I? You guys were dancing pelvis to pelvis like it was going out of style. Harley: It was my only recourse after you failed me in every way! Jamie came to my aid! Patrick: Jamie is not your date! I am! Harley: In name only! Did you do one date-like thing the entire night? Patrick: This is date-like! [Cut to Joey and Pacey. Joey sees the fight going on and turns to Pacey.] Joey: Are you gonna do something? Pacey: Oh, yeah. Of course. Of course. It's just so funny. [She gives him a dirty look.] Pacey: Ok. Ok. [Pacey goes and gets himself in between the two of them] Pacey: Ok, ok, ok. Hey, break it up. [Pacey pushes them apart from one another.] Pacey: Hey, guys. Harley: That's how you win my heart? By trying to give the guy a wedgie? Patrick: It's called the krav maga, and J.Lo used it in enough. Jamie: Hey, it's patty from the block. [Crowd laughs] Pacey: You walked right into that one, bud. Patrick: Yeah, that wasn't even funny, buddy. Pacey: Ok. Jamie: Come on. Your girlfriend liked it. Patrick: Oh, yeah?! [Patrick takes a swing at the other buy and ends up hitting Pacey in the ear.] Pacey: All right! [Scene: The Girls Bathroom. Joey and Harley are in the bathroom by the sinks, and Harley has been crying and her mascara has smeared across his eyes.] Harley: Look at me! I look completely hideous. Joey: No, you don't. You look like a rock star. Harley: Are you kidding? Joey: You have the whole smoky eye look going. Harley: Where's he whose name shall not be spoken? Joey: Oh, he's in the boy's bathroom with Pacey, getting cleaned up. Sort of. Harley: Did he ask about me? Joey: I was there briefly. Harley: Was he with other girls? Joey: It was the boy's bathroom. Harley: Which is where we had our first kiss. Hello? [Cut to the Boy's bathroom. Pacey and Patrick are in there talking] Pacey: I'm all for the grand romantic gesture, but next time, instead of flailing around wildly, why don't you just tell her that you like her? And then, if you still feel the need for throwing a punch afterwards, pick an enemy your own size. Like an opossum. Patrick: Oh, yeah. Yeah. Like you're the rock, or something. Pacey: Hey, hobbit, at least I can grow facial hair. Patrick: What do you call this? Pacey: Lint. [Cut back to the girl's bathroom] Harley: Look at me! I'm crying in the bathroom. Joey: And thus carrying on an age-old tradition of women crying in the bathroom. I did it in high school. Harley: Listen, Joey, I don't wanna hurt your feelings, but my high school experiences shouldn't really be the same as yours, or I'm doing something terribly, terribly wrong. Joey: Sorry, kiddo. But that's just how it goes with the high school dance. You buy the dress, you mess with the hair, you pose for the picture, you think your date is finally gonna say all the things you've been dying for him to say, and no. Inevitably, you end up in the girl's bathroom crying. [Cut back to the boy's bathroom] Pacey: Look, you like Harley, right? Patrick: She has her strong points. Ok. I mean, as long as we're talking man to man, yeah, I like her. A lot. Pacey: Well, good. Congratulations, man. 'Cause true feelings for a woman, that's about the best experience you're ever gonna have. I mean, it'll make you strong, it'll make you stupid, and it will definitely take you closer to being the man you want to be. [Cut back to the girl's bathroom] Harley: What do boys have to suffer through? Joey: Thinking they're gonna have sex afterwards and being sorely disappointed. Harley: Well... Joey: Don't even think about it. I know! Harley: Relax. [Cut back to the boy's bathroom] Pacey: Don't be afraid to be nice to her. Patrick: Oh. So, by nice to her, you mean... Pacey: I mean tell her that you like her shoes. Patrick: Oh, and her, uh Pacey: Tell her that you like her, idiot. [Pacey hits him on the back of the head] Patrick: Ow. [Patrick pushes him] Pacey: Hey. Don't push me. Patrick: Oh, yeah? [Patrick runs in and tries to tackle Pacey with little effect.] Patrick: Let's see what's up! [Cut back to the girl's bathroom] Harley: So, you've honestly had a bad time at every dance you've gone to? Joey: Yeah. Except this one. This one was... nice. Harley: Well, I'm glad someone had a good time. [Cut back to the boy's bathroom. Pacey and Patrick are still wrestling a little, when Joey opens the door and sees them. They quickly stop] Joey: Hello? Everything ok? Patrick: Yeah, fine. Pacey: Yeah, everything's good in here. Joey: Just checking. [Joey leaves] Patrick: Yeah, I don't know why I should be taking advice from you. Like you're some kind of Yoda when it comes to the chicks. Pacey: Have you seen my date? Patrick: Tell me more, sensei. [Scene: Gram's Living room. Grams is sitting on the couch knitting when Jen comes walking into the living room carrying a phone.] Jen: That was for you. Grams: Yes? Jen: The phone. Grams: Yes? Jen: Um...dr. Loomis' office calling to confirm your appointment tomorrow at 12:30. Dr. Loomis isn't your regular doctor. How come I've never heard his name before? All right. Something is going on with you, and I demand to know what it is. Grams: Jennifer, if you are looking for mystery or drama, you'd best take your search elsewhere. Jen: I'm sorry. I'm not going to let you keep this secret. I've lived with you for 5 years, and every time that I've tried to mope my way around the house, you've insisted that I come clean for the common good. So... now it's your turn. Grams: All right. Dr. Loomis is an oncologist. I am seeing her because there is a malignant tumor in my breast. I will be starting a round of radiation therapy next week because the growth has spread beyond the point where surgery would be effective. Jen: Are you talking about breast cancer? Grams: Yes. Jen: Oh, my god. Grams: Yes. Would you be a dear? Go turn the oven down. I don't want the crust to burn. [Jen just is staring at her. Tears welling up in her eyes.] Grams: Jennifer, I told you what it is. Now please, just go. [Jennifer is trying to keep from crying, and Grams puts her book down and gets up.] Grams: Very well. I'll do it myself. [Grams goes into the kitchen, and Jen is just sitting there in shock, ready to cry.] [Scene: Outside the School dance. Pacey is outside looking out into the night, when Joey comes out to join him.] Joey: Hey. Ooh. Pacey: Yeah, I know. Kids today, huh? Joey: That damn rap music. Pacey: And those baggy pants. Even with the damage to my unsuspecting eardrum, I did think that tonight was quite nice. Quite nice. Joey: Yes. Quite. Perfect. It was... it's been a perfect night. [He leans closer like he is going to kiss her] Joey: Pace? I can't do this. Pacey: You can't do what? Joey: Even when everything is perfect, being with you doesn't feel right, and I'm sorry. Look, everything tonight-- I mean, tonight was lovely and fun and... you've become this... I mean, this amazing man, but it doesn't... I'm sorry. I don't... I don't feel it. And I can't do this with you. Pacey: Ok, Joey, just slow down for a second. Joey: No, Pace, it's... it's true and... I'm sorry. Pacey: So what, you're scared. Right? You're scared. And so am I, believe me. And I'm scared because I don't know where this thing is going, Jo. As in, I think it could go anywhere. This could be it. Joey: It won't be. Pacey: How could you possibly know that? I mean, really. Last week, you're onboard, and now you're just psychically telling me that this could never be something great. You can't possibly know that, because we don't know that, Joey. Joey: And I'm sorry. I know that this is such a horrible thing to say. Pacey: But how? How could you know? And when did you make this decision, tonight? I mean, I thought tonight was going great. Joey: It was. It was great. Pacey: So then when? And don't tell me that you're not scared, because I know that you are. I mean, I've known you too long and seen you push away too many good things to let you push me away right now. My whole life, Joey, my whole life you have been the most beautiful thing in my orbit. And my feelings for you were what proved to me that I could be great. And those feelings were stronger and were wiser and more persistent and more resilient than anything else about me. Joey: Pacey, stop. Pacey: Jo Joey: Pacey! Pacey: When I was afraid of everything, I was never afraid to love you, and I could love you again. I could. I'm tell you, this could Joey: Pacey, no. Pacey, stop! Eddie came back. I'm sorry. He came back last night. He came to the bar Pacey: Oh. Ok. Joey: Look, I'm sorry [Pacey goes back inside, leaving Joey alone.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's bedroom. Dawson is sitting at his desk and has ht laptop open and a word processing file open, but there is nothing on the screen. After a while he leans back dejected. He reaches over and grabs the remote and turns the TV on, and his movie Creek Days begins playing on the screen] Gale: Hey. I brought you some coffee since you're burning the midnight oil, and a turkey sandwich. Protein. Dawson: Thanks, mom. Gale: Ah, your early work. You really are feeling nostalgic. Dawson: Ah, well... I don't know. In those days it wasn't just me alone in front of a computer screen, you know? I mean, I had people pitching in. I had a whole support system. [Turns off television] Gale: So how is your script coming? Dawson: Great. Great. It's, uh... well, actually, you know what? It's not so great right now. Look, mom, there's something I've got to tell you. Um... I don't have a back-up plan... and I won't ever have one. I'm going to be a director, and I don't want to have anything to fall back on, because there's nothing else that I want to do. Gale: It's not always about what you want. Dawson, you grow up, and life isn't what you thought it was going to be like when you were a kid. Dawson: I agree. And you're right, being a director is a child's dream, and that's how I know that it's real. Because it's what I wanted to do before I knew how to be scared or cynical. Gale: Ok, honey, what about college? At least go back. Finish film school to make sure that you're committed to this thing. Dawson: Mom, please. If a year of fetching lattes and cajoling actresses out of their trailer to act in front of a green screen didn't kll my desire to make movies, nothing will. I know that. And I don't need to spend $60,000 of this family's money to figure that out. I mean, making movies is... it's my life. And I need you to believe that I'm that one in a million who's going to make it, because I do. Gale: Honey, did I ever tell you the story about the time your father decided to make chewing gum on our kitchen stove? Dawson: Please tell me you're kidding. Gale: No. He was going to sell it to local gift shops. And I won't get into anything beyond the fact that it was a sticky mess and we had to shave part of your head once dad decided to make you sous-chef of the strawberry division. Dawson: You shaved my head? Gale: Part of your head. You were 5. It was the eighties. We told you it was punk. [They laugh] Dawson: That's great. Gale: Anyway, I'm just... well, I'm bringing it up because your dad had a lot of harebrained schemes, and I was always convinced that the gum one was based on Charlie and the chocolate factory, which was his favorite book as a child. But he wouldn't admit it. Dawson: Ok, this one's a little more subtle than some of your other life lessons. Gale: Dawson... your dad's pipe dreaming, it drove me right up the wall. But it was also one of the things that made me fall in love with him. Because, like you, he had the courage to believe that life could be as great as you think it could be when you're a kid. So you get what I'm saying? Dawson: Would you like me to watch Lily for you? Gale: Yeah. And then go jump off the cliff. Only metaphorically, of course. Dawson: Mom... Gale: I'm your mother. I can't help it. [She notices a small temporary tattoo of a rose leaning against the laptop screen.] Gale: Ooh. Apparently... you liked my little metaphor about things that fade. Dawson: Actually, I just thought it was cool that there were people in this world who would give you the prize out of their crcker jack box. Gale: It's because I love you, honey. [She leaves] Dawson: Hmm. [He looks around his room, at different pictures of him and all his friends and gets up and grabs his laptop and begins frantically typing away] [Scene: Gram's kitchen. Grams is making some dough on the counter, and rather roughly throwing and needing it on the counter, when Jen comes down and you can tell she has been crying.] Jen: Ok. There is nothing wrong with being scared. It's perfectly natural. Grams: Being scared does no one any good. Jen: Ok. So what do I do to help? Grams: Well, you can fetch me the butter from the top shelf of the refrigerator. Jen: I wasn't referring, um... to this culinary exercise in displaced energies. I mean you. I mean, what do I do to help you? You're going to need somebody to drive you to treatments, and I can do that. I can cook meals in advance, Tivo 60 minutes, and when you get bored, Jack and I are going to act out scenes from Moulin Rouge for you. Grams: Jack can have nothing to do with this, nor can you, Jennifer. This is my own personal business, and I can take care of it myself. Jen: Well, what about me? I mean, who's goin to take care of me? I mean, you're my grandmother, the person I love most in the world, and you're sick, and I'm the one who's scared. Grams: Look, Jennifer, this is not a death sentence. Now... many people my age, they have one round of radiation therapy and they live long happy lives in remission. Jen: Ok, so let's talk about that. Hmm? Grams: Oh, Jennifer... Jen: But can we at least just start talking? Grams: Jennifer... I am not ready to die yet. Come here. [They hug and cry in hear other's arms] Grams: Do you hear me? Hmm? Do you? [Scene: The school dance. Almost everyone is gone now and Patrick and Harley are slow dancing together on the very empty floor now.] Patrick: And as my fist was rocketing towards his neck, I was just, like, you know, Patrick, you're a lover, not a fighter. Harley: That last part was pretty obvious. And as for the first part... Patrick: You mean the lover part? Harley: Not a chance. Patrick: Oh. Well, I didn't mean it literally. Well, yeah, I did, but... you know, that's not the reason I'm at the dance with you. I'm at the dance with you because if I weren't, you'd be with some other guy, and that would k*ll me. Harley: Because you like me? Patrick: Yeah. Harley: Nice speech. Pacey teach you that? Patrick: Yeah. Yeah, that and how to unhook a bra with one hand. Harley: Try it and you'll have one hand left. [Scene: The school Dance. The empty Bleachers. Joey is sitting alone watching as Harley and Patrick dance. Slowly she looks up and a hand comes into the screen, and it is Pacey.] Pacey: If memory serves, I owe you a dance, Ms. Potter. [They dance for a little while with sadness in both of their eyes and when the song ends, Pacey walks off leaving Joey alone on the dance floor. Joey just stands there looking down at the floor.] [Scene: Outside Eddie's House. A cab pulls up and Joey gets out. She slowly makes her way up to the door. After fighting with herself for a little bit she knocks on the door, and Eddie opens it.] Joey: You're probably wondering what the hell I'm doing here. [He comes out to join her on the porch. She kisses him passionately and he pulls her to him and they continue kissing] Joey: [Chuckles] Hi. Eddie: Hi. [They begins kissing and are happy to be in one another's arms again.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x18 - Love Bites"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 619 - Lovelines In this episode: Joey and Eddie's emotional and sexual relationship is played out on stage during a counseling center benefit with special guests Dr. Drew and Adam Carolla. Meanwhile, at the same event, Jack and David deal with the insecurities in their relationship, a sober Audrey returns to Boston with her eye on Dr. Drew, and Jen opens up to C.J. about Grams' cancer. Original Airdate: April 16, 2003 [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Joey and Eddie are sitting on her bed. Joey is trying to study from one of her text books, while Eddie is trying to kiss her neck.] Eddie: Mmm--mmm--mmm. Joey. Joey: Studying. Eddie: Joey. Joey: Still studying. Eddie: How come you don't want to get with me? Joey: What are you going on about? Eddie: Since I've been back, nothing. Nada. A drought of epic proportions. Is there a hygiene issue I'm not aware of? [The door to the room flies open and Audrey comes in carrying a bunch of suitcases.] Joey: Audrey? Audrey: Hi, bunny! Joey: Oh, my god! Audrey: Hi! Ohh, you flunked out of school. How sad. Death of a dream and all that. So, guess who was on my plane? Joey: Audrey, you're back a day early. Audrey: Yeah, I got early parole for good behavior. Well, actually, the rumor has it that Courtney Love was checking in, and they needed the extra room. So, guess who was on my flight. Eddie: Pilots, stewardesses, and assorted passengers? Audrey: Well, that's funny, but no. I'm only talking about the sexiest man in all of America. Joey: Audrey, don't you want to maybe relax, get settled? Audrey: Oh, come on. No one's ever too busy for a quick game of "guess who was on my plane." Trust me, this one's really good. Joey: Ok, fine. Uh, uh, uh... Bad Pitt? Audrey: [Sighs] Will you work with me, Potter? That is so obvious. No, this guy is way hotter. I'm talking like the thinking girl's dream. Eddie: Oh, Ian Ziering? [Both laugh] Audrey: Duh. Dr. Drew. Joey: Impressive. I would have thought he was a little too, uh... clinical for your tastes. Audrey: It's kind of a rehab thing. You start to crave men based on who'd look cutest in a white lab coat. Eddie: Who's Dr. Drew? [They both turn and look at him like he is crazy] Audrey: Are you serious? Joey: You know. Dr. Drew and Adam Carolla? Of Loveline fame? Popular radio call-in show where they espouse advice to pathetic losers with massive sexual hang-ups. He used to be on MTV. Audrey: Uhh. Jeez Louise. Looks like Mr. Good wrench has been too busy throwing his back into his living to soak up a little pop culture. Eddie: What's MTV? Kidding. Audrey: So anyway, what are the odds? Joey: Well, pretty good, considering they're going to be at Boston Bay tomorrow. Audrey: Wh-wh-what? Where the hell have I been? Oh, right. I've been in rehab. Joey: Yeah, they're putting on some fund raiser for the counseling center, and Jen gets to play host. Audrey: Oh, my god. This is perfect. She can totally intro me to the doc. I knew it was destiny. I gotta pee. [Audrey runs into the bathroom] Joey: She's baaaaaack. [Both laugh] [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Help Center. Jen is frantically attempting to untangle the phone cord on her phone, as CJ is walking in the background with a clip board. He looks over and sees her and smiles] Jen: Is it too much to ask that we invest in some cordless phones around here? [CJ comes over to join her.] CJ: You excited about the hosting gig tonight? Jen: Mm-hmm. CJ: Yeah? Who knows? You could become the next Ryan Seacrest. You could borrow one of his man-blouses. Something wrong? You seem a little tense. Jen: No, I'm really not. I'm fine. CJ: Come here. Sit down. Jen: No, that's ok. CJ: Come on, come on, come on, come on. [He sits her down on a chair in front of her, and then begins to massage her shoulders.] CJ: There, doesn't that feel better? So I was thinking, after tonight's soiree, you and I can slip back to my place for a little night capper? You, me, some cheap champagne, a little Fleetwood Mac. Jen: I can't. CJ: Ok, no Fleetwood Mac. Jen: No, um... it's not that. I mean, I just... I can't. I can't. CJ: Why not? Jen: I have to help grams. CJ: I can help grams. Let me come. Jen: I don't think that's a very good idea. CJ: Why not? Because, C.J., I'm breaking up with you. I'll see you tonight. [She gets up and leaves and he can do nothing but sit there and stare.] [Scene: Joey's dorm room. Joey is getting ready for class, as Eddie is sitting on the bed watching her get ready.] Eddie: Joey? Joey: Yes, Eddie? Eddie: Um, we never got a chance to finish our conversation. Joey: And what conversation was that? Eddie: About how you're repulsed by me. Joey: I am not repulsed by you. Eddie: Then why won't you get with me? Joey: Would you stop saying "get with me?" It's creeping me out. Eddie: Sorry. Joey: And I... I don't want to talk about that. Eddie: What? Joey: You know. Eddie: What, sex? You don't want to talk about sex? Joey: No! Eddie: Why? Joey: I don't know. I just... I don't. Eddie: Oh, I get it. I understand. I repulse you. Joey: You don't repulse me. Eddie: It's ok. This happened to me before. Joey: It has? Eddie: No. Joey: Eddie, you know what? You don't get anywhere talking about sex. You just make me uncomfortable. Eddie: Clearly. [Suddenly the covers on Audrey's bed burst forward and Audrey comes out of under them] Audrey: Oh, my sweet lord! Will the two of you just do it already and be quiet? Joey: I have to go. I have a quiz. Eddie: Well, fine. Maybe we can not talk about this later. Joey: Gladly. [She leaves] Audrey: Do you want to make out? Eddie: No. Audrey: [Laughs] Good. That was your test, buddy. You break her heart again, and I'm going to kll you. You got it? Eddie: Yeah. [Scene: The ticket stand. David and Jack are working the Ticket stand for the Loveline show, and selling tickets to the long lines of people who are there. David is just finishing up selling a ticket to a girl, when a guy has some questions after buying his ticket.] David: Have a good one. Fred: Hi. David: Hi. Fred: So, is there, like, assigned seats, or how does this work? David: No, it's general admission. First come, first served. Fred: Great. So if I wanted to sit by someone specific, the best way would just be to ask him? David: Uh, yeah. Fred: So...you going with anybody? David: Me? Fred: Yeah. Is that a problem? David: Oh, well...uh, no... normally, I wouldn't mind, but, uh... you'd have to ask my boyfriend Jack. [Jack turns an look at Fred] Jack: You rang? David: Uh, yeah. I thought I'd introduce you to this guy who just had the good taste to ht on me. Uh, Jack, this is... Fred: Uh, Fred. David: Fred. Jack: Hi. Fred: Sorry about that. Jack: Not a problem. It's cool. I mean, you know, it's not cool, of course. Although I do like to pimp him out from time to time. Fred: [Laughs] Gotcha. Jack: It was nice meeting you. Fred: You, too. David: Hi. .He seemed nice. Jack: Yeah. [Scene: The set for the Loveline show. Jen is pacing on the stage with a bowl of cheese cubes in one hand and a clipboard in the other.] Jen: Why am I doing this? David: Eating cheese? Jen: No, no, this. I'm not--I'm not cut out for this. What if nobody talks? I mean, at least at the help line I can hang up on them. But what if nobody asks any questions? What am I going to do? David: Run and hide and curl up in a fetal position hoping nobody finds you? Jen: I need a ringer. David: A what? Jen: A ringer-- somebody to ask pre-planned questions during uncomfortable moments of silence. David: Well, don't look at me. I suffer from glossophobia. [She just looks at him in confusion.] David: It's a fear of public speaking. So my duties tonight will be strictly limited to ticket taking, which I will now go do. Good luck. Jen: Thanks. [He leaves her to go back to her pacing. CJ comes from back stage and walks over to her.] CJ: Hi. Jen: Hi. CJ: So... Jen: so... [Sighs] What are you doing here? CJ: I'm helping you host the event, remember? Jen: Yeah. Right. CJ: Um, about what happened earlier Jen: You know what? I can't really talk about that right now. I'm sorry. I... I've got so many notes to go over, and...cold cuts, I have these really wonderful cold cuts that I don't want to go to waste. CJ: Ok. Fair enough. Yeah. I'll just go get ready. Good. [Jen goes backstage and Audrey comes running up to Jen.] Audrey: Oh, my god! Where is he? Jen: Who? Audrey: Who? Who? Oh, Jen, Jen. Sweet, sweet, Jen. Such an amusing facade, but it's of no use. You can't keep us apart. It's destiny, I tell you. Destiny. Jen, he was on my plane. [Adam Carolla takes this as his opportunity.] Audrey: Ladies, put the claws back. No need to fight. Plenty of room on the Carolla coaster for everyone. Jen: I'm afraid I won't meet the minimum-height requirement. It's nice to meet you. I got to go. [Jen leaves them alone] Adam: Well, what about you? You want to hop on board? Audrey: I wasn't talking about you, doofus. I'm kind of looking for Dr. Drew. Adam: Pinsky? Audrey: Yes, yes! Do you know where he is? Adam: That geezer's probably out casket shopping. He's old. He's an old man. He's old enough to be your grandfather. Whereas I, I'm just old enough to be your daddy. And plus, the guy's a bore. He's an amazing bore. He never stops talking about gonorrhea and hepatitis G. Believe me, I know. I have to share a hotel room with the guy. Cheap bastards. Audrey: Oh, my god. You've shared a room with him? Tell me something. [Whispering] Have you seen him naked? Adam: [Whispering back] Yes. Yes, I have. [Scene: The Seats for the show. Jack is sitting on the end chair with an empty chair next to him, with his coat sitting on it. The rest of the seats are already full, and Fred comes over and stops next to him.] Fred: I hate to tell you this, but in about 2 minutes, there's going to be a riot for that seat. Jack: [Laughs] Hey. Fred: Hey. Jack, right? Jack: Yeah. Yeah. Fred: Fred. So...where's the boyfriend? Jack: Well, that would be the question of the hour. Clearly not where he's supposed to be. Fred: But it is taken, right? The seat? Jack: Uh...yeah, you know, I was, um... [He grabs the coat of the empty chair and stands up so Fred can get by him] Jack: What the hell. It's all yours. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Seats for the Loveline show. Joey and Eddie are making their way over to some empty seats towards the front.] Eddie: Just so you know, it's over. Joey: What is? Eddie: The trust. Joey: Are we still talking Eddie: Done. Gone. Finito. Deader than disco. You allowed me to think that I was good at it. Joey: Good at what? Eddie: The sweet, tender lovemaking that couples tend to engage in upon day's end. Joey: Look, you are good at it, ok? Now could we please stop talking about this? Eddie: No. No, we can't. And I thought the whole point of this evening was for people to get together and talk about their problems. Joey: We're freaks, but we're not those kinds of freaks. Sit! [She points at one of the two empty seats.] [Scene: Over by Jack's seat. Jack and Fred are joking with each other, when David comes walking up to them and has a dirty look on his face.] Jack: Lying on the ground, his tongue is just hanging out of his mouth, vultures flying over his head. And he goes to the farmer, he goes, "shh. They're just about to land." [Laughs] Fred: Oh, man. You're definitely going to get punched for that. David: I could think of worse things. Like not saving your boyfriend a seat? Jack: David, hey. You remember, um... David: I remember. It's nice to see you again. I thought we said the right side of the stage. Jack: We did. We, uh... see, I meant from the front. [Applause] Jack: From the front, it's the right, but if you're coming from the back, I could see how you could have... uh... you know... I'm Fred: I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'll move. David: Good idea. [Scene: The stage for the Loveline show. Jen comes out to announce the arrival of Dr. Drew and Adam Carolla as they come out and take a seat on a couch that has been set up on the stage.] Jen: They are both the hosts of the wily popular radio show Loveline. I'd like to go ahead and take this time to introduce our esteemed guests Dr. Drew and Adam Corolla. [Applause] Jen: Um, ok. Well, since our time here is limited, and I'm pretty sure that everybody knows how this works. With no further ado... who has the first question? [No one speaks] Jen: Ok, not everyone at once. [Still no one, then Audrey begins waving her hand in the air] Audrey: Oh, Jen. Jen, pick me. Lindley! Jen: Uh, anybody. Anybody. Bueller? Bueller? [Adam takes this chance to try and prod them on] Adam: Come on. You people are in college. Your crabs have gonorrhea. Where's the questions? CJ: I'd actually-- I'd actually like to pose a question, if I may? Jen: Actually, C.J., I think it's your job to field the questions, not ask them. You field, they ask. Field. Ask. Field. Ask Dr. Drew: It's that's ok, Jennifer. We're not exactly worried about form here. So go on, C.J., Ask your question. CJ: Uh, ok. Well, there's this, uh... girl that I have-- or had a relationship with. Adam: She was a sex buddy? CJ: No, she, uh... she was a girlfriend, actually, and we were together for several months up until this morning, when she dumped me like a sack of rotten trash. No explanation, no warning, no nothing. Dr. Drew: Were there any warning signs? Any problems in the relationship? CJ: No, none. Well... I did sleep with one of her friends. Adam: But just one, right? Women don't--they don't mind that kind of stuff. Can't be that. CJ: But she knew about it and it was before we got together, so that doesn't really count, right? Dr. Drew: Have you simply tried asking for an explanation? CJ: That's the thing. Every time I try to talk to her, she treats me like I'm father Damien. [They look at him strangely] CJ: He was a leper. Adam: Oh, sure. The famous leper, father Damien. Drew, you wrote your thesis on father Damien, did you not? All right. Listen, I say run. I mean, this chick's a head case. She's going to take you down, I promise. Jen: Thank you, Adam, for that astute insight, but if you don't mind me saying so, I think that C.J.'S problems here are really subordinate to those of the many members of this audience who have actually paid good money to listen to your vastly under qualified advice. Adam: You're so lucky I don't know what "subordinate" means, honey. [Audience laughs] [Scene: Else where in the audience. Eddie is still trying to get Joey to talk with him about their situation.] Eddie: So I guess we should probably just break up then, huh? Joey: [Whispering] Would you be quiet? Eddie: Well, I need to know what's going on here! Joey: Shut up. Eddie: [Whispering] Don't tell me to shut up in front of all these people. What I don't understand, Jo, is why is so hard for you to talk about sex?! [Adam sees Joey and Eddie arguing in the audience] Adam: Whoa. What have we here? We got to hear more about this. We got a wiener in the crowd here, Drew. Dr. Drew: Let's get a mike over to these guys. [Someone hands them a microphone] Dr. Drew: This will make a good question. Joey: Uh, no, that's ok. There's no problem. Eddie: Nope. Nope. No problem at all. Adam: Oh, yeah. Yeah, there's a problem, or you wouldn't have been screaming like a girl 10 seconds ago. We need to hear this problem. What is it? Eddie: No, it's reallyit's ok. It's not--it's not that bad, actually. Joey: Yeah, he likes it that way. He prefers it, actually. Dr. Drew: I'm sorry. I think I missed something. What's your name? Joey: Joey. Eddie: I'm Eddie. Joey: But like I said, we have no problem. Dr. Drew: Oh, if you say so. But you can't help but wonder, Adam, should a couple that's not even mature enough to talk about sex be having sex? Adam: Yeah. Eddie: Give me this. That's what I'm saying, dr. Drew. It's exactly what I'm saying. Well, not exactly what I'm saying. I mean, she is a little, like, uptight about the whole thing. Joey: I am not. Eddie: Yes, you are. Adam: Listen, listen. This long-distance relationship is breaking my heart. Let's get you two up on stage where we can thump you like melons. What do you guys say? [Applause] Eddie: [Sarcastically] Thank you. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Loveline show. Jen is helping Joey and Eddie put on some Microphones as Joey gives Jen a dirty look. Audrey is trying to get Jen's attention.] [Cheering and applause] Audrey: Jen! Jen! I really have one. Jen! [Jen ignores Audrey] Joey: Just so you know, I'm going to kll you afterwards. Jen: Ok. Dr. Drew: Now why don't you two start by telling us about this relationship? Eddie: Well...I'll start. It's all very simple, actually. Today, I realized that the girl that I have been opening my life and baring my-- my naked soul to for the past 6 months is a phony. Dr. Drew: 6 months. Is that how long this thing's been going on? Joey: Well, it's hard to tell exactly. I mean, we met in the fall, but we really didn't like each other Eddie: Oh, hey, stop. Ok, look, I had no beef with her, but she--she obviously... you know, was in love with me... in her own emotionally unstable way. Joey: Emotionally unstable? I'm emotionally unstable? Eddie: Yes, look in the mirror, Joey. Joey: Who packed up and left with no forwarding address at the first sign that this thing was getting serious? Eddie: Oh, I came back, didn't I? Joey: No, not willingly. Eddie: I'm sitting here. Joey: I had to come looking for you, didn't I? At a significant loss to my personal dignity, thank you very much. And then, to celebrate... he left again. Dr. Drew: And throughout all this, you kept having sex? Eddie: Oh, yeah. Adam: No wonder she's screwed up. Joey: Thank you. Wait a second-- Adam: Listen, I don't like the cut of your jib, son. I mean, you have sex with her, then you dump her. Then you try to get her trust back, except for you abandon her again. So you've abandoned her twice, and now you're perplexed as to why she won't trust you when you've dumped her 2 times? Are you high, son? I mean, no wonder she's cut you off. Drew, if you treated me this way, I'd cut you off... in a heartbeat. Dr. Drew: That's why I treat you the right way. Adam: That's right. Dr. Drew: Joey, is this abandonment a big issue for you? Joey: No. Dr. Drew: Are you on any medication? Joey: No! Dr. Drew: Is you dad around? Is he a big figure in your life? Is anything going on with him? Joey: You know what? Dr. Drew, I thank you for everything, but I--I think I've had enough, and I'm going to head back to my seat now. Dr. Drew: Not so fast. Listen, Joey, nothing to be ashamed of. Common problems, all right? Tough to talk about. Jennifer, I'm sure people call the help line all the time with things like this. Jen: Oh, yeah. Constantly. There's really nothing to be embarrassed about. You're very normal in your abnormality. Joey: Jen, perhaps there's someone else in the audience that would like to ask a question. Jen: Oh, yes, yes, with the raised hand. Who is that? David: Uh... my name's David, and I need to know what the proper response might be when you find your boyfriend openly flirting with some other guy right in front of you? Jack: I wasn't flirting. Adam: Since when is having an idle chat considered flirting, my friend? We have a couple of dates, he thinks he owns me, Drew. Dr. Drew: Adam wants to be your boyfriend. He longs to be gay. David, uh, was this a monogamous relationship? David: Yeah. I thought it was. Dr. Drew: I see. So you're kind of wondering whether it actually is monogamous. Well, obviously, you guys need to talk about this. Um, you know, one possibility is that he's acting out right in front of you, because he's trying to give you a message, and he just doesn't have any other way to tell you. Jen: Or maybe he's just one of those people who's really super-nice to everybody so it seems like he's flirting, but actually, he's not, 'cause nobody's that stupid. So, my advice on this would just be forgive and forget. Adam: Are you high, missy? You got to dump this guy, and I'm not saying that because he's a gay. Jen: Um...ok, why don't we go to Mandy behind the screen? Mandy, what's your question? [They turn to a silhouette screen, and a girl is behind it when another comes in and pushes her out of the way.] Jen: Mandy? Audrey: Oh. Hi. Sorry, no. Actually, my name is Audrey, and my question is specifically for Dr. Drew. Um, I'm about 5'7". I've got blond hair, blue eyes, great rack. Jen: Audrey, question. Find it. Audrey: Oh, right. Ok. Well, um... several months ago, I realized that I had a serious problem with alcohol. I had all these negative feelings about my life, and I was using alcohol as my escape. And in the process, I hurt a lot of people that were very close to me. And if it hadn't been for those very same people, I probably would not have gotten the professional help that I needed. So after spending several weeks in a rehab facility in southern California, um... I guess my question to you is this, Dr. Drew-- how would you like to go back to my dorm room and play a little game I like to call "dirty doctor and naughty nurse?" [Audience laughs] Jen: Ok... Audrey, that was touching. Let's move on, shall we, to- CJ: You know, we really haven't had a chance to get a woman's perspective on some of these matters. Uh, tell me, Jennifer, getting back to my problem, why do you think this girl decided to rip my heart out without any explanation? Jen: Well, if you ask me, C.J., I think the time for your problem has come and gone. Now, since we have with us here the experts onstage who are here to answer people's questions Adam: Oh, experts, huh? A minute ago, I was hack, now I'm back to expert? That's nice. Dr. Drew: Actually, Jennifer, that's not a bad idea. You should answer this question. Everyone's here to support the help line. Why don't you give them a sample of what they can get when they call in? Jen: Ok. If think that that question has many parts. One, it seems to me that this girl isn't really out to get you, that maybe, in fact, she's just confused. CJ: To say the least. Jen: And 2, maybe she has a lot on her plate at the moment, so she doesn't feel like she has the time for a relationship. Adam: And 3? Jen: That's it. Adam: You can't just start stringing together a list of reasons and stop at 2. Jen: Says who? Adam: Says who? Says--says me. Says Drew. Says our parents. Remember your mom said that to me, Drew? Dr. Drew: Yes Jen: Ok, fine. You get 3. Listen, I just don't want a boyfriend at this point in time, ok? Adam: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Dr. Drew: "I don't?" Adam: This is the head case he's talking about. He's talking about her. Jen: No. Yes. I am the girl that he is referring to, but no, I'm not a head case. Dr. Drew: Oh, wow. This is so, why did you dump this guy unless you don't feel comfortable talking about these issues. Jen: No, it's just, um... Adam: He beats you, right? I knew it. I could see it in his eyes, Drew. Dr. Drew: Seriously, is there something about this guy you don't like? Or is it something about him, or something about the relationship? Jen: No, no, I like him. I like him. What's-- what's not to like? He's perfect. He's the perfect living embodiment of everything that I've ever wanted in a boyfriend, but never thought that I would actually find. You're kind, you're caring, you're sensitive, you're not wigged out by gay people. Adam: He is kind of cute. He's got a bit of the Spader working for him. Jen: If I were to start a boy from scratch, this is what he would end up as. Dr. Drew: All right then. So, why would you sabotage this? Why would you take someone good, someone you described as wonderful, perfect, and just drive him away? Jen: Can we turn this back to Joey? She's more screwed up than me. Joey: Hey. Dr. Drew: Were either of you abused when you were kids? Jen: No. Joey: No. Eddie: Joey's dad did some time in the big house. Joey: Maybe we could bring Jack up here for some humiliation. Eddie: No, no, no. Don't Change the subject again I still intend to get some answers from Sally Albright CJ: Hey, get in line, pal. At least you still have a girlfriend. Audrey: Jen, I really need to know what kind of undergarments Adam: When we get back to L.A., I'm putting this knee in my agent's groin. Jen: You know what? It's over. I'm obviously not equipped to be here. So if you have questions and you need answers, you should all call the help line. [Jen leaves and goes back stage where she runs into Audrey.] Audrey: Oh, my god. Jen, what was it like to be that close to him? Did you get to touch him? What does he smell like? Jen: Audrey, how would you like to see him up close and personal? [Jen hands Audrey the Microphone.] Audrey: Are you saying what I think you're saying? Jen: Yes. Take over the hosting duties. Audrey: Oh, I thought you wanted me to sing. Oh, well. A gig's a gig. Thanks. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Loveline show. Audrey is now hosting the show. She begins the question answer session and we jump from question to questions and answer to answer.] Audrey: Ok, people, since our lovely hostess with the mostess Jen Lindley picked now to have a mental breakdown, I'll be your Ricki lake for the rest of the evening. Now, who's got the next question? You! Up top! Funny shaped head. What do you got? Guy: Um, Dr. Drew, is it true that men only want sex and women only want relationships? Audrey: I can tell you first hand that ain't true. I could tell you stories that would boggle your pea-sized little brain. I once [Cut] Adam: Asked this girl to do it while I was driving once, but she got all sketchy. Said it wasn't safe [Cut] Dr. Drew: To engage in high risk behavior. If you have, you should see a doctor immediately, and then ask [Cut] Guy: Is someone under 5 feet considered a midget? Adam: Official midget height is if I'm wearing a pair of stilettos and I can rest my [Cut] Adam: This laser's not a magic wand. Dr. Drew: Not a panacea, yeah. Adam: Yeah, people think it's aWhat did you say it was? Dr. Drew: Panacea. Cure-all. [Cut] Guy: During sex, she likes to listen to pop goes the weasel. Is that--is that weird? Dr. Drew: The may be where the source of your sexual dysfunction comes from. [Cut] Girl: Is it ok to use a vibrator? Dr. Drew: Great question. But I think he has some feelings about that. Adam? Adam: Well, I did a test with Drew once, where I just covered the left side of his face with [Cut] Adam: Whenever you have an abnormality that way, it increases your chances of being an evil genius. [Cut] Guy: Well, what I really want to know is [Cut] Dr. Drew: are you taking any medication? [Cut] Girl: Is it true I can't get pregnant on a full moon? [Cut] Dr. Drew: Are you on any medication? Guy: I've got this bad burning sensation. Dr. Drew: Are you on any medication? Girl: What is the average size of the male genitalia? [Cut] Dr. Drew: Fluoxetine. Guy: I mean really bad. Dr. Drew: Citalophram. [Cut] Guy: It's like I'm on fre. [Cut] Dr. Drew: Fluvoxamine. Sertraline. Proprion. Buspirone. [Cut] Guy: How small is small? [Cut] Dr. Drew: Which is a genetic biological disease which could lead to consuming progressive amounts of [Cut] Adam: Whipped cream. And make sure you have plenty of it, or else! [Cut] Audrey: The men that want their women to look like little boys that cause them [Cut] Dr. Drew: Depression and anxiety, which can have both psychological and biological elements to it, and hopefully [Cut] that answers your question. [Audrey decides that it is time to wrap up the show.] Audrey: Ok, people, that's all the time we have for this evening. Remember somethingif you find yourself alone and depressed in a room sitting under a bare bulb if a pile of your own sick, please don't call me, call the help line. Have a great evening. [Audrey puts down the microphone and unhooks herself. Dr. Drew leaves stage and Adam is getting ready to leave.] Audrey: So, what would you say to you, me, a couple of non-alcoholic beers, and a shiny new thermometer? Adam: Baby, you're reading my mind. [She looks at Adam in disgust.] Audrey: Ugh! [Scene: Backstage of the Loveline show. Joey and Eddie come backstage looking four Audrey and are still arguing with one another.] Eddie: What exactly are we doing back here? Joey: We're looking for Audrey. Hello. We drove her here. Then we get home and put this horrid night behind us. Eddie: Yeah, but we haven't solved our little problem. Joey: Eddie! [Adam comes walking around the corner.] Adam: Good god, son! Are you still harping on that? Why don't you give the girl a break? Have you taken a look at her lately? You're lucky a chick that hot let's you get naked in the same building she's in. You gotta move on. How old are you? 15, 16? Eddie: I'm 25. Adam: 25. You know what I was doing when I was 25? Eddie: No, but I'm sure you're gonna tell me. Adam: That's right. I'm gonna tell you. When I was 25, I only dreamt of getting with chicks this hot. I was in my parents' basement looking at my raft box. Had a picture of a gal on it. She was wearing a bikini and floating on a raft, and I just stared at that thing until I was cross-eyed. I miss that raft box. Eddie: That's...weird. Adam: Yeah, you're damn right it's weird. And that's my point. I'm tired of you college kids complaining and bellyaching all the time. When I was in college, we didn't have chicks that dressed like this. With their belly tees, and their hip huggers, and their thongs hanging out the back. No, no, we had it tough. Let me ask you a question. You'd be with this guy if you thought you could trust him, right? [She stops and thinks] Joey: Yeah. Adam: There you go, sport. All you gotta do is gain her trust and you're in like flint, all right? All right. Well, my work is done here. I'm gonna get some cheese. [Adam leaves them alone] Eddie: So, is that true? You don't trust me? Joey: Well, can you blame me? Eddie: No. Joey: Eddie... we're living this fantasy. And--and we've... been doing it ever since you got back. And as nice as the fantasy is... it's gonna have to end sooner or later. Eddie: Well, since you put it that way, Joey, I choose later. Look, I understand how you feel, and I'm sorry that I gave you a hard time. But there's nothing I can say to earn your trust. So, you're just gonna have to take a leap of faith. Ok, and know that I love you more than anything in this world. Ok? Joey: Ok, come on. Eddie: Were we going? Joey: Back to my room before Audrey gets back. Eddie: But we drove her here. She's not gonna be able to get back to the Joey: Exactly! [Scene: The Exit of the Theater that the Loveline show was in. David and Jack are getting ready to leave, and you can see that David is still upset.] Jack: You know... tonight doesn't have to be a complete disaster. If we hurry, we can still make it to the bars. Maybe you can find some nice guy for me to openly flirt with. David: Am I supposed to be amused by that? Jack: Yes, David, you are. David: Oh. Jack: But since you're not, maybe you should just say what you want to say and let's get this over with. David: And you don't have anything that you want to say? Jack: Honestly, no, because in my mind there's nothing worth even talking about. David: Ok. Jack: It's just a stupid misunderstanding that you seem intent on bl*wing up into a much larger deal. David: Ok. So, just to clarify, I'm crazy, and you're not gonna even attempt an apology. Jack: I was just talking with the guy, David. That's it. It's like Jen said. All right, I'm just-- I was being nice. It's not like I'm trying to communicate anything. It's not like I'm trying to make you feel bad. David: You know what? I'm beginning to think maybe I should've trusted my original instincts about you. Jack: What the hell is that suppose to mean? Look, if you want to break up with me over something this minor, just do it. David: Wow. That's the first place you go? Jack: What? David: You're worse than Jen. Or maybe you two have been hanging out so long you've just become the same person. Jack: What the hell are you talking-- you know, for a master communicator, you're not expressing yourself too well right now. David: We were having a tiny little argument, and in 2 seconds, you just managed to snowball it into something catastrophic. Jack: Oh, right. I manage. And you weren't at all being passive aggressive. David: I am not the one who's looking for a way out of this. Jack: And I am? And I am? David: Do you know what? If you're bored, if you're in over your head, than just say so. Jack: Did I say that?! David: Fine, fine. But I am not just gonna dump you so that you can walk away from this guilt-free. Jack: Guilt f-- David, I am guilt-free. I didn't do anything wrong. David: Right. Jack: What? Oh, great, what? You're leaving now? David: Yes. But before I do, I'm gonna make this really simple for you. Either apologize to me or break up with me. Jack: Oh, fine, ok, whatever. Sorry. David: No. No, no, no. I deserve better than that. Take a day. Hell, take a week. Think about it, and let me know what you decide. [Scene: Outside the Loveline stage building. CJ is leaving the building when he turns the corner to see that Jen is already outside waiting for him.] Jen: Wait, C.J. Wait. Let me explain. Wait, will you please just let me explain? CJ: You know, Jen, I think I've heard all I need to hear tonight. Jen: Look, I need to talk to you. I--I need your help. CJ: Oh, you need my help? Well, you said it earlier. Why don't you call the friggin' help line? Jen: Ok, I will. Ring-ring! Aw, man, I really hope somebody picks up. Ring-ring! CJ: I'm not gonna do this. Jen: Oh, come on. You've got a crazy girl on the other end of the line and she might do something irrational if she doesn't have somebody to talk to. Ring-ring. CJ: Hello? Jen: Hi. Is this the help line? CJ: Yes. Jen: Uh, because you didn't say help line when you answered. CJ: Hello. Help line. Jen: Uh, who am I speaking with? Because you didn't give me your name, either. CJ: Hello. Help line. This is C.J. Do you have a crisis? Jen: Hi, C.J. You have a very sweet voice. CJ: Do you have a crisis or not? Jen: Yes, I do. And you should like somebody that I could trust, and somebody who could be endlessly sympathetic with a girl who has a lot of problems. CJ: Oh, well, isn't that ironic? Considering I just got dumped today by a girl with a lot of problems. Or maybe she doesn't have any? Maybe she doesn't have any problems. Personally, I wouldn't know because she doesn't have enough trust to confide in me. Jen: [Sighs] Well... the thing is that maybe... this girl realizes that she made a mistake, but she doesn't really know what to do about it. CJ: Well, maybe she needs to start by realizing that whatever the problem is, her boyfriend's not the enemy. Jen: Right. Well, see, now, that's the thing about this girl, is that she has a tendency to subscribe to self-destructive behaviors in her life, and that when one part of her life isn't going well, she has this desire to destroy everything else going on, and plus, she's never really been able to trust anybody before, so CJ: Everybody's gotta start sometime. Jen: So--so, what? So what do I do? I just--I just-- I just say what it is that's bothering me, and then I look up and you're still there? CJ: Yes. That's what this whole boyfriend thing is all about. But if you're not interested in having a boyfriend, I can certainly Jen: She's sick. My Grams is sick. And she has been keeping it from me, and it's the reason that she broke up with your uncle Bill, and--and I don't know what else she's been keeping from me. I don't know what's gonna happen. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I don't know anything about anything, and so I had a freak-out, one freak-out. Is that ok? CJ: Yes. Yeah. Take as many as you need. [He wraps her up in his arms, suddenly realizing what she must be going through] [Scene: Backstage of the Loveline show. The show is over, and Audrey comes walking into the backstage looking for Dr. Drew. She sees Adam, and goes running up to him.] Audrey: Ooh, ooh, ooh! Just the man I was looking for. Adam: I knew you'd come around. They always do. Audrey: Yeah. Where's Dr. Drew? Adam: Oh. Again with the Pinsky? Listen, I hate to tell you, but your beloved Dr. Drew, not so great with the staying power. Audrey: What? Adam: He went to the airport right after the gig. Audrey: But... I never got any personal face time with him. What are you still doing here? Adam: Eh, I like to hang behind at these things. See if I can scrape up a little coed tail. Audrey: Yeah. Has that ever worked for you? Adam: No. No, it hasn't. [Audrey leaves Adam back stage and goes out onto the stage looking for Joey.] Audrey: Joey? Jen! Jack! Anybody! Ugh! Can this night suck any harder? Dr. Drew: You know, there are more productive ways to manage aggression. Audrey: Listen, buddy [She Turns to see Dr. Drew.] Audrey: Oh! Hi! Dr. Drew, I-- I wasn't angry just now. I was just--I was practicing for a play. You know, "Stella, Stella," all that. Dr. Drew: So you're an actress? Audrey: Well...I am. But, you know, more so in life, I guess, than in art. I have a bit of a flair for the dramatic. Dr. Drew: You don't say. Audrey: Yeah. Although... I should kind of point out I--I wasn't entirely lying about... the whole rehab thing. I mean, it happened, that whole part of my life. And it wasn't pretty, having to face myself and all that. But every night after a long day's whining, I would lie in bed and I would bug my roommate by listening to you guys give advice to all those other losers out there in radio land, and...I don't know. It just, it... made me feel less alone. So... well, I guess I just want to say thank you. For being you, and... the truth is... I don't know if I could've done it without you. Plus, you're, like, totally hot. Dr. Drew: Ha ha ha! Audrey, do you want a ride? Audrey: Oh, I would love one. But I know that you're married, so we must keep our distance, Drew. Dr. Drew: I'll try. Audrey: So, you guys must have a boat load of groupies, huh? Dr. Drew: We have a few. Audrey: Yeah. Don't you just hate girls like that?	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x19 - Lovelines"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 620 - Catch-22 In this episode: Pacey is ordered by his superiors to sell stock owned by his biggest client just days before a federal ruling, but the consequences are severe when Pacey is accused of insider trading and realizes that the money he invested for Dawson is gone. Back at school, Eddie surprises Joey with a trip to Europe for the summer, but a fiery conversation about how differently they live their lives leaves both of them questioning their future together. Original Airdate: April 23, 2003 [Scene: A fancy restaurant. Pacey is sitting alone at a table, like he is waiting for someone, when the waitress comes back to see if they need anything.] Waitress: Do you need anything else, sir? More bread, perhaps? Pacey: Not bread, but I will take another one of these. And you don't have to call me sir. It kind of creeps me out. Waitress: Yes, sir. Sorry. I'll be leaving now. [The waitress makes a clumsy exit, when the good looking report comes up and takes the seat across from Pacey] Sadia: Hello. Did you miss me? Pacey: I did, but the waitress was totally flirting with me, so it was all right. Sadia: Ooh, that sounds like fun. Pacey: It was, but she's not really my type. Sadia: Good. What is your type, exactly? Pacey: Generally I tend to prefer the brainy brunettes with brown eyes. Sadia: Can I ask you something? Pacey: Feel free. Sadia: Why did you wait so long to ask me out? Pacey: Well, for a while there I was otherwise engaged, but I've taken care of that now, I promise. [The waitress brings his drink] Pacey: Thank you. [He takes the drink and raises it.] Pacey: So without further ado, I'd like to propose a toast if I may. Sadia: You may. Pacey: To getting to know each other better. Sadia: Much better. [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Joey is lying on her bed studying for her final, as Eddie is sitting on the floor in front of her bed leaning on it, and picks up the book Catch-22 which was lying on the floor next to him.] Eddie: Well, Joey, that's not the overriding message. Joey: Yes, it is. Untimely, Yossarian must accept that he's trapped in an insane world. Eddie: No, but he escapes in the end, so there's hope. Joey: Hope for what? Eddie: Well, the beauty is we don't know, but his escape is a testament to the power of one man's struggle against the system. Joey: Hetson's interpretation is much bleaker. Eddie: Why does that not surprise me? You know, if all you're gonna do on this final exam is just regurgitate everything Hetson said in class, you're not really developing a mind of your own. Joey: I'll develop a mind of my own later. Right now I have to ace this final. You remember a certain incident that happened the last time I took a final for this man? [Audrey comes into the dorm room] Audrey: This isn't happening. Joey: What's wrong? Audrey: God is punishing me. Here. Read this. [she throws an envelope over to Joey who opens it] Audrey: After my long and protracted battle with a serious substance abuse problem, the heartless administration of this esteemed university is gonna kick me out! Eddie: That seems pretty harsh. Audrey: I know. Joey: Audrey, this is just a letter from the dean saying if you sign up for summer school you can stay. Audrey: The dean can bite me, Jo. Joey: You missed almost an entire semester. Audrey: What am I gonna do? I'm gonna be, like, alone here in this box all summer. You leave in 2 days, right? Joey: Not by choice, but yeah. [Audrey gets up and grabs her coat] Joey: Where are you going? Audrey: To negotiate. Joey: I don't think this is negotiable. Audrey: Everything is negotiable. [Audrey leaves the room again.] Eddie: Remind me again. You are friends with her because... Joey: She saved my life once in a bar in Calcutta. Eddie: Right. Joey: Which brings up an excellent point, Eddie. We're getting kicked out of our little love nest by week's end. Eddie: At which point we're gonna move into my car, which I've got parked down by the river. Joey: That is not the plan. Eddie: That's my plan. Joey: Oh, yeah? I thought we were gonna get jobs in the cape this summer, and live at my sister's and save money. Eddie: Right, and endure weekly interrogations from your father about the lack of prospects for my future. Joey: You're starting school in the fall at one of the most prestigious writing programs in the country. Eddie: Yes, yes, I know. In California. And if we're gonna be forced apart by geography in 3 short months, I'm not gonna spend that time bussing tables. I've got some bigger plans in mind. Joey: And what do these bigger plans entail? Eddie: Oh, no. No, right now you need to focus on one thing, and one thing only. And after the exam, Jo, all will be revealed. Joey: Well, and what if I can't wait that long? Eddie: I think you can. Joey: Maybe I'll just have to use my feminine wiles to pry it out of you. [She kisses him, but he slowly pulls away smiling.] Eddie: My lips are sealed, Jo. Joey: Uh-huh. Eddie: Nice try. Joey: You officially suck. [Scene: The help center. David is on the phone trying to help a student on the other end, when Jack comes in and sees him and quietly makes his way over to David's desk.] David: Yeah, yeah, you know, I'm pretty sure you don't want to mix mountain dew with Nodoze. Why? Because they both contain a lot of caffeine, and-- yeah, yeah, that Queens of the Stone Age album does really rock. It's one-- um, first thing you need to do is take a deep breath. Good. Now, find somebody in your class, borrow their notes, and-- ok, yes, yes. We're here 24/7. You can call back anytime. Ok? All right. Good luck. [David hangs up the phone.] Jack: Rough day? David: Yeah, exams bring out the worst in people. Jack: The important thing is you talked him down from mountain dew and Nodoze. That can be a deadly combination. David: Yeah, I've done a real service to humanity. Did you need something? Jack: So this whole mad thing hasn't worn off yet, huh? David: Speak quickly, Jack. The phone could ring again at any second, and the problems of a feckless ex-boyfriend aren't much compared with the suicidal anguish of graduating seniors. Jack: Can we just stop this, please? Can we just talk? At least give me the same chance you give any random stranger on the end of that phone. Just meet with me for an hour-- for half an hour, even. David: Maybe. Jack: Maybe? David: Yes. Maybe. I need some time to think about it. Jack: Cool. Very cool. How much time? David: I don't know. Look, I'll--I'll call you. Jack: Or--or you know, you could just meet me down at hell's kitchen tonight if you want. David: I can't tonight. I have a test tomorrow. Jack: Tomorrow-- tomorrow's fine. Like, I don't know-- what? After 8:00? David: I'm working until 9:00. Jack: So you're-- you're coming? David: I said I would think about it. Jack: Ok. David: Listen, I'm busy here, so... Jack: Sure. Yeah. Understood. [Scene: The conference room at Pacey's workplace. There are a lot of young people all sitting around the table when Pacey comes walking into the room, and begins walking around the table.] Pacey: Good morning, gentlemen. I had sex with a beautiful woman last night. Now, this should not have happened. She was way out of my league, and I even like to think that I'm a fairly handsome guy, but I'm not that handsome, and I like to think that I'm pretty good in bed, but I'm not that good. How does something like that happen? I'll tell you. I'm 20 years old, and I am doing exactly what I was put on this earth to do. I am making money... hand over fist... faster than I know how to spend it. And let's tell the truth. You all came here today because you're trying to escape the miserable bottom-feeding existence that you've been living that has denied you what is rightfully yours. If you want this for yourselves, you can have it. But I'm here to tell you, you will get your asses kicked on a daily basis, but you will learn. And ultimately, you will do what you were put on this earth to do, which is make money. Now, if any of you are still interested in this proposition, be here 9 A.M. Sharp Monday morning. If you are late, do not come into my building. Turn around, go home, and prepare yourselves for a life in retail. I'll see you then. [He leaves the conference room, and meets Rich outside the by some desks.] Rich: Hey. How'd it go? Pacey: How do you think it went? I learned from the best, right? Rich: That's sweet. You wanna make out or... Pacey: Maybe later. I gotta brush my teeth. Guys: Whoo! Pacey: What the hell is all that about? Rich: That, Mr. Witter, is the sound of blood rushing to the nether regions. Pacey: Let me guess. The Stepatech approval went through? Rich: Not quite yet, amigo, but that stock is still climbing. Pacey: Ok, good enough. Rich: Why don't you call Roger and congratulate him. Pacey: Will do, boss. Rich: Ooh, ah, hey... that date with Sadia last night-- did you close the deal? Pacey: Why don't you just ask those guys in there? Rich: Oh, that does it, Witter. I used to be mildly impressed. Now I am in awe. Nicely done my friend. Nicely done. Pacey: You know, that's just what she said. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Pacey's bedroom. Pacey is asleep in bed with Sadia wrapped up in his arms. She rolls over and gives him a kiss and he slowly awakes and kisses her back without opening his eyes, and hoping he is meeting her lips.] Pacey: Mmm. Mmm. Well, that is definitely one of the better ways to start the day. Sadia: Well, I do have a few other tricks up my sleeve, but I thought I'd keep it simple. I didn't want to blow your mind just yet. Pacey: Oh, my god, woman, you are way out of my league. Sadia: I know. I know [Pacey stretches and grabs the remote and turns the TV on.] Pacey: Oh. Uh... hold on one sec. Excuse me. I'm sorry, but today's the day that the FDA is ruling on Stepatech's miracle flu thingie. Sadia: Thingie? How can you be so excited about something that you refer to as a thingie? Pacey: I know. I'm sorry, but... I have a lot of money wrapped up in this thingie. And this thingie is gonna buy me a new car. Maybe even a new house. Sadia: Wait a minute. How did someone as young as you get to be so career obsessed? Pacey: I used to be obsessed about a lot of other things. Sadia: Mm-hmm. Pacey: Well, mostly girls, really. And then with this one recent dalliance, that probably was better left in the past, I realized that a career is actually a very healthy obsession. No offense, of course. Sadia: None taken. And it's not like you're my boyfriend or anything. I have one of those, and, quite frankly, they're overrated. Pacey: I wholeheartedly concur. Sadia: Mm-hmm. And this other girl? Well, she doesn't know what she's missing. Pacey: Well, like I said, she's in a past life, and I'm quite happy with the life I'm leading. And as they say, I always have my work. Sadia: And then there's me. Pacey: And then there's you, which is proof positive that there is, in fact, a god, and that Pacey J. Witter is his favorite son. Sadia: What does the "J" stand for? Pacey: Wouldn't you like to know? Sadia: Well, if you wanted me to trture you, Pacey, all you had to do was ask. Pacey: Really? Sadia: Mm-hmm. [She climbs on top of him, and he turns the TV off, and throws the remote.] [Scene: Hetson's classroom. Joey and Eddie are sitting at one of the tables with coffee cups strewn across the table and Joey is studying hard from her books, as Eddie watches on.] Eddie: So what do you say? More coffee? Joey: More coffee? How could I possibly drink any more coffee? We've been sitting here engaged in this pre-test caffeination for 2 hours now. Eddie: I didn't want you to be late, now, did I? [Eddie kisses her] Joey: I seem to recall this is how my academic downfall began in the first place. [Hetson comes walking into the room, and goes over to his desk.] Hetson: Well, if it isn't Bonnie and Clyde. Eddie: Don't T.A.S usually monitor these exams? Hetson: You've forgotten about my bionic hearing, Mr. Doling. And believe it or not, I actually enjoy proctoring my own exams. I mean, I figure if Nabokov had time to do it while he was teaching at Cornell, really, who am i to put myself so far above the little people? Joey: In other words, he derives some sick pleasure from watching us squirm. Hetson: I can see over the course of the last 2 semesters that you've learned how to read me. Whether or not you've acquired a similar mastery of post-wr American literature really remains to be seen. [Eddie turns to Joey and talks quietly to her.] Eddie: You know, I never did get a chance to thank him for his recommendation. Joey: And you're going to do it now? Eddie: Yeah. What's the worst that could happen? Joey: I don't know. He could be incredibly rude and ungracious, say something mean and unforgivable, and you could punch him in the face again. Eddie: I'm not gonna punch him in his face again. [she gives him a dirty look] What? You don't think I'm capable of being the bigger person here? Joey: I know that you're the bigger person. I just think you're underestimating how small he can be. Eddie: Well, I refuse to accept that. [Eddie goes over to Hetson's desk.] Eddie: Hey, uh... professor Hetson. Hetson: Mr. Doling, how can I help you? Eddie: Actually, - I kind of thought maybe I'd like to, uh, to thank you, for, you know, helping me out with that school thing. Hetson: You kinda thought... maybe you'd like to thank me? Your eloquence astounds me. Eddie: Yeah, well, I kinda thought maybe I'd like to thank you, but now that I've heard the tone of your response, I'm thinking maybe I should just bail on the whole concept. Hetson: Well, that is your specialty, isn't it? [Joey gets up and goes to get in the middle of them before anything can happen.] Joey: Ok, you two. Did I not say this was going to happen? Eddie: Hey, he started it. Joey: Let me know when you've returned from the third grade. In the meantime, all he was trying to say is thank you. 2 simple words. And I believe the appropriate response is "you're welcome," maybe "good luck in future endeavors." Hetson: Well, whatever. Joey: Whatever. I encourage you to accept this "whatever," as I believe this is the best you'll ever do. Eddie: Whatever. Joey: Great. My work here is done. Now can you please leave? Because I fear all of this spontaneous outpouring of emotion is really throwing me off my test game. Eddie: Whatever. Joey: Great. Good-bye. Eddie: All right. Bye. [Scene: Pacey's Office. His secretary leans in the door to tell him that he has a call on the line.] Secretary: Dawson leery. Pacey: Excellent. Put him right through. [We see Dawson on the other end of the phone and he is painting a room at his house green.] Pacey: Dawson. What's up, man? Dawson: Hey, Pace, not much. Um, listen, I've been thinking. Pacey: Let me guess. You're nervous, right? Dawson: Nervous? Who, me? Thousands of dollars at play in the stock market which, from what I understand, can only be described as globally weak? Nah. Who's nervous? Pacey: Ok, well, how about this? You just trust me, and I promise that everything will be all right. Have I ever let you down in the past? Actually, you know what? Don't answer that. Dawson: [Laughs] Um, but seriously, I'm not nervous, I just--I'm thinking it might be time to cash out. I've got a lot of film to buy, and from what I can understand, that's gonna be my biggest expense, so... Pacey: Ok, Dawson, here's the deal. I know that you need to make money, and that you need to make it fast, so what I've done for you is invested you in this biotech company called Stepatech. They have a miracle flu vaccine that is up for approval by the FDA right now, and the word on the street is it's a shoo-in. So if you can hold on for just a few more days, I promise you it will be worth your while. It'll be like the difference between making El Mariachi and Clerks. Dawson: Ok, well, at least that's jargon I understand. Um...I guess in the spirit of clerks, I could charge the film. I've been applying for credit cards like crazy, and 2 of them came in the mail today. Pacey: I think that's what commonly known as a sign, my friend. Dawson: Maybe so. Maybe so. Pacey: Ok, so we're cool here, right? Dawson: What--I don't know. It's all something out of a David Mamet movie to me. I don't know what the hell I'm talking about, but I trust you. Keep me posted. Pacey: Will do. Talk to you later, man. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside along on of the Campus streets. Joey and Eddie are walking and talking to one another, later in the evening. Joey has finished up her exams.] Joey: I mean, what kind of a sadist asks for things like Lolita's married name, or what day of the week it was on the first page of gravity's rainbow? Eddie: Well, I don't know, Jo. I'd say that that depends. Joey: On? Eddie: On whether or not you knew the answers to any of those 2 questions. Joey: Schiller. Eddie: And? Joey: Monday. Eddie: So we're talking about completely acing it here, not just sliding by or a partial ace? Joey: No. Eddie: No. Joey: I had complete and total mastery of every arcane fact in Hetson's universe. So? Are we gonna celebrate or what? Eddie: Of course. Joey: Well, does this celebration involve anything other than standing here? Eddie: So now that my usefulness as your study partner has ended, you just want to skip to the present part. Joey: I thought you said it was a surprise? Eddie: Well, you know, present-slash-surprise. Joey: Well, whatever it is, is it coming anytime soon? Eddie: Um...yeah, actually. It is. [Clears throat and hands her his backpack] Eddie: Here. I wrapped it myself. Joey: Yeah, I can--I can see that. Eddie: You don't like it. Joey: Oh, no. I--I-- I don't know what to say. You're giving me your backpack. Eddie: Joey, it's not my backpack. I mean, I bought this special just for you. In fact, you know, there may be something inside here. You probably should check. Joey: I should check? Eddie: Yeah. Yeah. Just in case there's an additional level of--of gift. [She opens the bad and pulls out a book Europe for $5 a day.] Joey: I don't get it. Eddie: That girl who was always telling me how she could have gone to Paris. Well, I think it's about time that she put her money where her mouth is. And I'm not talking about just Paris here, Joey. I'm talking about Barcelona and Madrid and Vienna and Prague and wherever. I mean, the sky's the limit, Jo. And all you have to do is just say yes. Joey: Are you serious? Eddie: Completely. I want every moment we spend together this summer to be...historic. And I figure the best way to do that is to, you know, go to where the history is. So what do you say? Joey: Oh, my god! Yes! Yes! [She jumps and gives him a huge hug] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. David comes walking up to the bar, and looks through the window to see Jack sitting at one of the tables talking to some guy, and we can see the jealous look on his face again. David goes in and the guy is leaving the table when David starts to make his way over to join Jack.] Guy: All right, Jack, I'll see you then. Jack: Ok, I'll see you. David: Hey. Jack: Hey. Thanks for coming. David: Uh, have you been waiting long? Jack: No. Actually, I ran into a guy from my sociology class. David: Yeah, I--I saw. Jack: Look, that's--that's not what you think, all right? That's completely innocent. David: By which you're implying that the thing the other night wasn't. Jack: You're not even giving me a chance here, are you? Man, it's like you structured this whole scene before you even walked into the place. David: I had 2 versions, actually. Jack: Let me guess. The version you're gonna use is the one where I'm the bad guy? David: Yeah. You led me on, you know. The Halloween party where we first met. You led me to believe you were one of the undead. Jack: Come on. Look, if you're not gonna take this seriously David: I'm being serious. I have a serious Tom Cruise/vampire lestat fantasy that I need to fulfill while I'm still young. Which is why I'm breaking up with you. Jack: What? David: Yeah. Yeah, you know, it has to be done. I was kidding myself Jack: Whoa, whoa. Hold on-- hold on a second. If you think I'm gonna let you walk out of here like this, I mean, come on, David. This isn't how I wanted this to turn out. David: Well, guess what? It is, so it sucks for you, huh? Or maybe it doesn't. Maybe you're gonna get off easy after all. It's only my heart that's gonna get even the slightest bit broken. Jack: Why do you say things like that? I wouldn't be here tonight if I didn't want to make this work. David: Yeah, and you wouldn't be here at all unless you were trying to prove something to yourself. Jack: Prove what? David: Look, Jack... I want what everybody wants. I want to be important to somebody. Maybe you want that, too, but... if you do, to be honest, I can't really see it, because all I see when I look at you is somebody who's going through the motions of being in a relationship because he thinks it's the right thing to do. I don't know. I just know that that isn't enough for me. So... good-bye. Jack: Wait. You're just gonna walk away? David: Have a good summer, Jack, and keep in touch. [David leaves and Jack can do nothing but stare in disbelief] [Scene: Joey's Dorm room. Eddie and Joey are sitting on her bed looking at maps of Europe spread out on it and held open by many other books on Europe. ] Eddie: So Prague first and then Budapest? Or would it make more sense to do it the other way around? Or we could just skip central Europe and stay longer in Spain-- Espanola. Joey: No, we can't skip Prague. We have to see the castles, plus we owe it to Kafka and Milan Kundera. Eddie: You know, I might just have to implement a rule that limits you to only one writer's grave per country. Joey: Well, that's never, ever going is it? Eddie: Why not? Joey: Because when we get to France, how are we ever gonna choose between Proust and Flaubert? Eddie: Aren't they the same guy? Joey: Kiss me, and I promise never to tell Hetson you uttered such blasphemy! Eddie: Deal. [They kiss] Joey: But if we do actually do this, there's probably something else you need to know about me-- something I've never told you before. Eddie: I already know. I know you snore. Joey: In addition to my love for literature, I also have a great and profound appreciation for the visual arts. Eddie: Oh, what? Like, um, David, Sistine Chapel, the Mona Lisa-- that type of stuff? Joey: No, don't think you're just gonna get away with the renaissance. I'm talking Picasso in Paris, the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam Eddie: Ok, ok. I get it. I get it. So what you're saying is that you want to do everything. Joey: Yes! Yes. Well, everything within reason. Eddie: Within reason? Joey: Well, yeah, I mean, we should be somewhat practical about this. Eddie: You want to be practical about running away together? Joey: Well, Eddie, I mean, running away together isn't as easy as it looks on TV. I mean, believe me. I've done it before. And we're gonna get back in the fall. We're gonna be starting school. We're gonna be completely broke. Eddie: So? Joey: So that thought doesn't terrify you? Eddie: No, not more than the thought of not spending the summer with you. Or not seeing your face the first time you see the Eiffel tower, or the London bridge, or the plaza San Marco in Venice. You know, it's not like either of us have any money now. I mean, we're broke. So what? We start over. Rebuild things from scratch. Joey: With you in California and me here? Eddie: And a whole lifetime's worth of memories. Things that'll never leave us no matter how broke we get. Joey: Eddie... all I'm saying is that... running away together, no matter how romantic and magical it all seems at the time, it doesn't solve anything, ok? So whatever it is that you're running away from, whether it be circumstances or geography, you know, fate, another person, it's always gonna be there when you get back. Eddie: Ok, so what would you suggest to solve these problems, Joey? I mean, what do you want to do? Just ignore the opportunities that come our way? Joey: No! I'm just--I'm trying to be practical. Eddie: Which means what, exactly? Joey: Maybe we should just wait. You know, scale back a little. Eddie: Scale back? Joey: Yeah. Maybe work for a month or two and then go. Eddie: Joey, we're gonna spend the rest of our lives working. Joey: Yeah, and we have the entire summer to take this trip. Nobody said we have to go tomorrow. Eddie: I do. Joey: What? Eddie: You don't-- you don't even really want to do this, do you? Joey: Of course I want to do this. Eddie: Yeah, but only on your terms. Joey: Well, whose terms am I supposed to be doing this on, Eddie? I mean, if I'm gonna throw my life entirely off course for the chance Eddie: Oh, my god. What are you talking about? Throwing it off course? I'm not asking you to throw your life off course, Joey. I'm talking about a summer here. All I'm asking is that you take a leap. Come away with me. Joey: Oh, like Saul Bellow or on the road? Eddie, those are just stories--poems. Little pieces of unreality that we're not meant to base our lives on. Eventually we always have to come back and deal with the real world. Eddie: So what? What are you gonna do? You just wanna sit here for your entire life waiting and hoping for the world to come to you? Because the point of those stories, Joey, is that people's lives-- their real lives-- only begin when they step out into the world. And when you do that, when you meet it head on, maybe you change the world, maybe you don't, but the point is, is that it changes you. And that is what people mean when they talk about growing up. Joey: So what? If I want to be with you, I'm supposed to just throw all of my previous life experience out the window? I'm supposed to just stop being who I am? Eddie: Who you are, Joey, is not some scared little girl who's afraid to take a chances on anything, who's afraid to really love someone because of the risk or the pain. That does not define you as a person. Or maybe it does, you know? Maybe--maybe I'm crazy. Maybe you've just blinded me. Joey: Are you done? You should probably find somewhere else to sleep tonight. [He grabs his coat and leaves.] [Scene: Pacey's work place. Pacey walks in carrying his brief case and a coffee, and notices the deathly quietness of the room. No one is talking, and no acivity can be heard on the phones.] Pacey: Hi, guys. [Pacey sees Rich in the conference room with papers spread across the table and he is talking on the phone. He makes his way over to him.] Rich: Believe me, it's like a morgue around here. Hey, look, I took a major ht, too. All right. I'll talk to you soon. And do me a favor. Stay away from open windows. I don't want to hear about how they had to scrape you off the sidewalk or something. [The guy hangs up on Rich.] Rich: He didn't think that was very funny. Pacey: Yeah, go figure. What the hell is happening here, Rich? Rich: First of all, you're late. Where the hell you been? Ah, forget it. I don't want to hear about your sexual exploits with Lois Lane. I'm depressed enough as it is. Pacey: I'm being serious. What's going on? Rich: What the hell do you think, dumbass? FDA issued their ruling this morning. Big fat rejection. Pacey: But Rich, you said Stepatech was a sure thing. Rich: Yeah, well, so did everyone else. Turns out Roger's miracle flu medication has a bunch of nasty side effects the FDA does not wish to inflict on the American public at this time. Pacey: Rich, this is a disaster. Rich: Settle down, rookie. I've seen worse. I've lost more. We'll get over it. Live to trade another day. Pacey: Live to trade another day? I've been shoving Stepatech down my client's throats for 6 months. Rich: Pacey, stock market 101-- biotech stocks are sketchy, especially these days. You're going to get screamed and yelled at today, but it's not your fault. It's just a professional hazard. [Pacey suddenly realizes what has occurred, and it has truly ht him.] Rich: Oh, man, you all right? You look like you're going to toss your cookies. Pacey: No, I'll be fine. Rich: Listen... take a deep breath. Go back to your office. You probably have a hundred phone calls to return by now. Listen to 'em, be concerned, be sympathetic, but be strong. And remember, they got themselves into this mess, not you. Got it? Now get out of here. Get to work. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hetson's Office. Joey is sitting in the chair in front of his desk, when Hetson comes walking in carrying a pile of test papers.] Hetson: So Potter... here we are again, right back where we started from. Advisor... advisee... and you still no closer to having declared a major. Joey: I didn't want to give you the satisfaction, but...English. Hetson: English. Joey: Yeah. I mean, I can always change it later to something like marine biology, but... can I go now? Hetson: What, no interest in tripping down memory lane with me? Joey: Not particularly, no. I do have other things on my plate at the moment. Hetson: Yeah, um... that first time you came to my office here, that was your birthday, right? Joey: My birthday? Hetson: Yeah. Joey: The day before my birthday. Hetson: So how was it? Joey: My birthday? Hetson: Yeah. Sorry I didn't get you anything. Joey: You know what? I realize that this is very exciting for you, sitting me down and reminding me how I wasted an entire year of my life and never really actually lived up to my academic potential. But... [He hands her, her test paper.] Hetson: You more than lived up to your potential, Joey. Joey: An A-minus? This means... Hetson: Factoring in all your papers from this semester and last brings your grade to a c-plus for the year. Just slightly above average. You got a problem with that? Joey: No. No. Hetson: You know, the sad thing is that I almost gave you an "A." I went back and forth about it, and then... ultimately, I found your essay on Catch-22 a little bleak. Joey: You found it bleak? Hetson: It's a story of hope, Joey. I mean, this man, confronted with the absolute absurdity of the human condition, he's terrified to his core. He takes a leap of faith. He chooses life. Here. Page 461. Read the part that's marked. [He hands her a copy of Catch-22] Joey: "They'll have to try like hell to catch me this time. They will try like hell. And even if they don't find you, what kind of way is that to live? You'll always be alone, no one will ever be on your side, and you'll always live in danger of betrayal. I live that way now. But you can't just turn your back on all your responsibilities and run away from them, Major Danby insisted. It's such a negative mood. It's escapist. Yossarian laughed with buoyant scorn and shook his head. I'm not running away from my responsibilities. I'm running to them. There's nothing negative about running away to save my life." [She realizes the true meaning behind this] Hetson: As I said in class, a lot of critics find that moment too sentimental. An author ham-fistedly reaching in and injecting an amoral tale with a moral. An embarrassing betrayal of all the dark comedy that came before it. But me? I've always kind of liked it. It has such a nice, hopeful ring to it. Do you see my point? Joey: Yes, I do. [She gets up from the chair.] Hetson: I'm sorry, did it seem like I was done? Joey: I kind of have someplace I need to be right now. We can continue this next semester. Hetson: Do you honestly think I'm ever gonna let you into one of my classes again? Joey: No. Do you honestly think I'm ever gonna sign up for one of your classes again? But I do need an advisor. Hetson: And you'd like that to be me? Joey: Yes, I would. Because it is my fondest wish to continue tormenting you until the day I finally leave this institution. [She goes to hand him back the book, but before he can grab it she pulls it back from him] Joey: But if it works out that I never see you again for the rest of my life, that's fine, too. Bye-bye. [She hands him the book and leaves] [Scene: Outside the Pacey's office building. Pacey is sitting outside with Sadia, and they are talking and drinking a cup of coffee. Pacey is rather upset, and Sadia is trying to be supportive of him.] Sadia: So there is a soul in there somewhere. And to think I just assumed you were another one of Rich Rinaldi's pet sharks. Pacey: Sadia, I just screwed over my best friend. I've been feeling sick to my stomach all day. And Rich was right, the rest of my clients knew what they were getting themselves into. But Dawson entrusted me with his entire life savings, and I pissed it all away. How could I let that happen? Sadia: Ok, this happens all the time. It's just the life of being a broker. Pacey: Well, that's not acceptable to me. I have to fix this. Sadia: Do you mind if I ask you a few questions? Pacey: Yeah, sure. Sadia: On the record? Ok, um... maybe later? Pacey: Later, yeah. I think later would probably be better. Sadia: Thank you. Oh, not tonight, though. I already have plans. Pacey: Let me guess, the boyfriend? Sadia: Fiancé, actually. Pacey: The fiancé? Really? Oh, the hits just keep on coming. Sadia: No, it-- it's just this long-distance relationship, you know, and it's just kind of boring and--you know? Pacey: Oh, right. Well, so long as it's boring, that makes everything ok. Well, it was good while it lasted, I guess. [She kisses him on the cheek] Sadia: Call me if you want to talk. Pacey: Sure. Sure. [She leaves and he sits thinking about everything] [Scene: The help center. Jen is on the phone with a student, while Jack is sitting in one of the couches just staring at the wall. Jen looks over to him and you can see the concern in her eyes.] Jen: You're welcome. Bye. [Jen gets off the phone and goes over to Jack] Jen: Hey. Jack: Hey. Jen: Either you just failed an exam or last night didn't go as well as I expected it to. Jack: You know I've never really cared that much about school. Jen: I'm sorry. Jack: It's not your fault. Do you think that I was just going out with David to prove something to myself? Jen: Something about what? Jack: Just to prove that I could do it, that I could be in a relationship. You know, have a boyfriend. Jen: I don't know. I mean, is that something that you feel like you needed to prove to yourself? Jack: Yeah. Who wants to be that 35-year-old guy that's living alone and still going out to the bar scene trying to find the right person? Jen: Give me a break. You're 20 years old. You're not even legally old enough to be in those bars, let alone haunt them with your sad, single self. Jack: Yeah, that from the girl who was on a first-name basis with half the bouncers in New York. Jen: Look, my point is is that I don't think that everybody meets the love of their life when they're a teenager. Or when they're 25. Or even when they're 35. But that doesn't mean that you stop looking and hoping. You know, 'cause you will meet that person, and when you do, I guess you know it. Jack: You're gonna end up with C.J. You know David used to say that he knew you guys were gonna stick because you gave him hope. Jen: Me? Jack: Yeah. I mean, you give me hope. You did it, didn't you? You found somebody that makes you happy. Somebody who's not gay. Jen: Yeah, well, he's slightly gay, if only in the seventh grade sense of the term. He does make me happy. Even when things are awful. You know, I'd share him with you if I could. Jack: Thanks, but that's not necessary. [Scene: Pacey's Office. Pacey is just finishing up one of his many phone calls that he has been making, and calls out to his secretary.] Pacey: [Sighs] Who do we have left, Miss Seater? Miss Seater: Just Dawson leery. You want him? Pacey, do you want him? [He gets up and goes out to find Rich who is just getting ready to leave the office for the day.] Rich: No, no. You're not gonna hold me up. I've got a hot date of my own tonight. I admit it. You shamed me, Witter. Now I gotta spend my nights keeping up with my friggin' protégé. Pacey: Ok, that's great. I just-- I want to ask you one thing before you go. Rich: As long as it doesn't involve me holding you while you cry. Pacey: I promise. Rich: What is it, kid? Pacey: Well, I was just wondering if maybe you could cover me? Loan me a little money? Rich: You're kidding, right? Pacey: No. I wish I was, but... you have no idea how hard it is for me to ask you for this, Rich, but a friend of mine a couple of weeks ago, he came to me and he wanted to double his money really fast. So I just put it all into Stepatech. Rich: That was a stupid move, Pacey. Pacey: But he wanted to pull out, and I told him not to, I told him to just trust me and ride the thing out, and this guy is my oldest and closest childhood friend. I cannot screw him like this, Rich. Rich: It's already done, Pacey. Pacey: No, I'm serious. All I want to do is give him back his initial investment. And then I'll pay you back with whatever interest you want. Rich: What about you? What happened to your disposable income? Pacey: I got nothing left. Everything I had was in Stepatech. I'm worth like, I don't know, 300 bucks right now. Rich: You know, it's funny. You're so good at your job, you're so confident, I sometimes forget how young and stupid you are. Pacey: Please, Rich, I need your help, not the speech right now, ok? Rich: Oh, I think you do, actually. And I'm gonna say to you what you should have told your little friend in the first place. No. Pacey: That's it? That's all you have to say to me? I come to you, embarrass myself, and you're just gonna say no? Rich: Pretty much, yeah. Pacey: [Chuckles] You know, Rich, sometimes you're so good at your job I forget what an unfeeling prick you are. Rich: You work for me. I'm your boss. You watch your tone. Pacey: Ok, Rich, I'm just asking you for this one favor! Just one time! Rich: I...don't...do... favors, Witter. Pacey: Why not? 'Cause god forbid you have to drop the Gordon Gecko routine for a second? I mean, this would be so easy for you, man. Just help me out here! Rich: Help you out?! I gave you a job, Witter! I gave you a chance to escape some bottom feeder existence, and every step of the way, you have been a holier-than-thou pain in the ass. So you tell me, why should I help you out? Take this pen. Take this pen, Witter, and write down today's date. Because from this day forward, you're going to amount to nothing. You are a failure and a loser, and you deserve everything that can-- uhh! [Pacey decks him, and they get into a large fist fight, knocking over desks and computer screens the entire time.] Rich: It's all over, Pace. Don't worry... you're fired. That's what you wanted all along, anyway. Loser. [Scene: Joey's dorm room. Audrey is sitting on the end of her bed reading the Europe for $5 a Day book when Joey comes walking into the room.] Audrey: Hey, I'm all for going to Europe, but I don't understand why anyone would want to do it on $5.00 a day. $5.00 doesn't even buy you a pint of Guinness in Dublin. Joey: The registrar closes in 10 minutes. That's not exactly a course catalog. Audrey: I know. But all the summer school classes just look so boring, Joey! Who was it that said you should never take a class where Beowulf is required reading? Joey: Me. Audrey: Silly me, I thought it was Woody Allen. Joey: Audrey, unless you're planning on enrolling in Santa Monica junior college, you'd better hurry. Audrey: All right. All right. Joey: And can you hand me that book? I have to start my reading for my trip. Audrey: What?! Since when did you decide to go? Joey: Since now. Audrey: Joey Potter, you are just full of little surprises. Ciao, bella! [Audrey, leaves, and Joey is about to go and make a phone call when she notices an envelope on the phone and takes out the card and reads.] Eddie, reading: "Dear Joey, as you know, I'm not good at good-byes, but I guess that's what this is. A real one this time. Because as much as I thought I wanted us to be together, I guess what I want more is to be one of those people who lives every moment of his life without indecision and without regrets. Someone who dares to disturb the universe without a thought to the consequences. And you're not one of those people, at least not yet. Maybe you'll prove me wrong about that one day. I hope you do. But who knows? Maybe people can't change. Maybe we're doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again no matter how hard we try. I always hope for a happy ending. How crazy is that? Take care of yourself." [The scene fades from Joey reading the Card, to Pacey walking up to the back of Dawson's house, and him looking up into the sky, knowing that he has to tell Dawson that he has lost all of his money.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x20 - Catch-22"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 621 - Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road In this episode: Joey returns to Capeside to find Dawson's script on her doorstep and is overwhelmed that he has written a story about three friends, but Dawson's movie-making dreams are shattered when Pacey comes clean about losing Dawson's money. The ensuing fight opens old wounds and leaves the three friends believing their friendship will never be the same. Back in Boston, Jen has invited her mother from New York with the intent of telling her that she, Jack and Grams are moving to New York so Grams' can get the medical care she needs. Original Airdate: April 30, 2003 [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. We pick up where the last episode left off. Pacey is outside the house, trying to figure out how to tell Dawson that he had lost all of Dawson's Money. Pacey is looking up at Dawson's window, when the back porch door opens and Dawson sticks his head out, startling Pacey.] Dawson: Pacey? I thought that was you out here. Were you ever going to come in? Pacey: I forgot you guys don't lock your doors. Dawson: Yeah, well, actually we're going to have to start now that I got all this film equipment in here. Come on inside. There's something I want to show you. You ok? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah. I--I went out after work with a couple of guys. We got a little caveman. Dawson: Ah. Pacey: But I'd love to see what you got going. [Scene: Inside Dawson's Bedroom. We find out that the room he was painting last week was his own room, and now it is the original color it was in the pilot, and the entire room , it made up to look almost exactly like it did in the very first episode.] Pacey: Wow. Dawson: It's pretty crazy, huh? Took me forever. I want to make sure everything is perfect. What do you think? You're the first person who's seen it. Pacey: Well, I would say that this officially makes you the king of procrastination. Dawson: No, no, no. We're going to sh*t in here. I know it's tight, but I figured out a way to make the camera fit. And by saving money on locations, we can afford to go all out on everything else. Pacey: Really? Dawson: Yeah. I got 3 credit cards in the mail last week, maxed them out in, like, a day. Got lights, cameras, this awesome sound equipment. I'm going completely overboard, but I don't care. I'm talking a mile a minute. I haven't even asked you what brought you to Capeside. Pacey: [Pacey sighs] Man. Ha! Being in this room, it just takes me back to a whole other era. When the future was a clean slate for all of us, you know? Dawson: Well, the room may have gone back in time, but I think you and I have moved ahead rather nicely. It's about all the obstacles we went through when we were kids. We both ended up doing exactly what we wanted to do. Pacey: Well, there was that brief period of time I toyed with the idea of being a rodeo clown, but I guess this'll do. Heh heh. Dawson: But you made something of yourself, pace, and now you're making something out of me. Pacey: I--I don't know that you should go that far. I mean, you had done this by yourself. Right? Even if you had nothing, this would... Dawson: I'm not...I'm sayyou're not hearing me, man. I'M... I'm trying to thank you. Pacey: Well, you're welcome, I guess, but, come on, Dawson, I mean, we all knew you'd do this. This was your dream. You just... needed to take a little trip down memory lane, right? Dawson: Yeah, I needed that and a very financially savvy associate producer. I'm giving you credit on the film. So... [Dawson grabs a script from his desk and hands it to Pacey.] Dawson: You're part of this now. So, welcome to Hollywood, where people have meaningless titles for not even showing up on set. I'm sorry. What is it that you wanted to talk about? Pacey: Uh, it was, uh... just, uh, as your associate producer, I do have some concerns about the casting. Particularly the role of Pacey, which I feel has some fairly large shoes to fill. Dawson: You're going to let all this power go straight to your head, aren't you? Pacey: Yeah, I got to enjoy it while I can, right? Dawson: Let me show you these headshots. I gotta tell ya, I don't think these amateurs know what they're getting into. Pacey: No. Somebody ought to warn 'em. [Opening Credits] [Scene: Outside Gram's House. A Cab pulls up and Jen's Mother (Now played by Mimi Rogers) gets out of the cab, and then walks over to the house.] Helen: Thank you. [Rings doorbell and Jen answers the door] Helen: Did you get a haircut? Jen: Uh...no. 5 inches of blond just fell off. It was really the damnedest thing. Helen: It's--it's very French. Jen: Um, come in. Uh, the cab's gone, so--so are your hopes of leaving. Helen: Jenny, please. [They hug, and Jen grabs her bags] Helen: Thank you. Jen: You look good, mom. Not as upper east sidey. I think that divorce must suit you. Helen: Hmm. A lot better than marriage, that's for sure. [Grams comes into the front room out of the kitchen] Grams: Jennifer, did you get the door? Oh. Helen. Hello. Jen: Good start. Grams: Well, what--what are you doing here? Helen: Jen asked me to come. I was so shocked, I could hardly say no. Grams: I can imagine. Helen: I'll just--can I take my bag upstairs? Grams: Oh, of course. Uh, you go on up, and I'll--I'll come up in a minute and get you settled. Helen: Fine. [Helen goes upstairs with her bags] Grams: Jennifer. Jen: [Stammers] I know, I know, I know, I know. You're--you're worried that we're not going to have enough food for dinner tonight, but I've actually already taken care of that. Grams: Jennifer, just don't pull your speed-talking technique on me. You had no right to invite that woman into my house. Jen: That wo-- will you calm down and remember that we're all related? Grams: No, I specifically told you I did not want Helen to know that I had cancer. Jen: Cancer? Grams: The point is, it is my business to dispense with in my own time, and you had some nerve to take it upon yourself to tell her. Jen: I didn't tell her. You will. Oh. Look, I don't think that she's any friggin' Mary Poppins, myself, but I think that she deserves to be in the loop, and I can't do this alone. I love you. [Scene: Joey's Dorm Room. Audrey is sitting on the end of her bed playing a guitar, as Jack Osborne is sitting on the end of Joey's Bed, going through her clothes that are with the rest of her stuff packed up and on her bed ready for her to go back to Capeside for the summer. Jack picks up a pair of Shorts and begins looking closely at them.] Jack: Does she actually run in these? Audrey: I don't know, I guess. [She strums the guitar and Jack sniffs the shorts] Audrey: Oh, ok, gross. No, gross. God, can't you just patronize internet prn like a normal person? Must you go rooting around in my roommate's sweats like the homeless man you pretend to be? Jack: My mom was so right about you. This hoity-toity school has made you so uptight. Audrey: Your mom thinks I'm uptight? [Joey walks into the room and sees Jack with her shorts.] I may have some in your size if you want me to look. Jack: These'll do just fine. Joey: I'm Joey. Jack: Ah, the roommate. We finally meet. Joey: Could you please step away from the clothes? Slowly. And keep your hands where I can see them. Jack: All right. All right. Audrey: Jack is here to meet with the dean to discuss if Worthington is right for him or some such hoo-ha. Joey: Right for you? Do you know how many people would kll to come to this school? I mean, I spent my entire high-school career just trying to get an interview here. You just-- if it's right for you? Audrey: You're turning a little red. Now I know that this is new to you, but behold the wrath of the Hollywood offspring. But jack's a smart guy, aren't you, Jack? Jack: I'm smart enough to know if my integrity is being questioned by a couple of uptight wenches. Audrey: Yeah, ok. You know what? You're gonna have to change the t-shirt. So why don't you be a good boy and go root around in your satchel, because Joey and I have to bond. Jack: I'll watch from a safe distance. [Jack goes into the bathroom and Audrey gets up and goes over to Joey and takes her hands in her own.] Audrey: [Sighs] Joey. Joey: Audrey. Audrey: I feel a lifetime moment coming on. Joey: It's not like we're never going to see each other again. Audrey: I know, but... our time in this particular room is over. Anyway, the point is this-- I love you very much, Joey Potter. Joey: I love you, too. Audrey: So much so, in fact, that I could not leave you without a parting gift. You know, something for those lonely summer nights. Joey: Uh, you shouldn't have, Audrey. I didn't... [Audrey gets up and hands her ea bright pinks furry sitting pillow.] Joey: You really shouldn't have. Audrey, I hate this hideous eyesore. Audrey: I know! Which is why you must carry it with you on all of your travels, because, like me, it seems harsh and overwhelming at first, but once you give in to its delicious comfort, you will find that you cannot live without it. Joey: You know what I've realized in our tenure together? That I've never really had a girlfriend, not a good one... and nobody like you. Audrey: Oh, Joey. [Scene: The Grocery store. Jen and Jack are walking trough the store getting a load of groceries and filling up the cart while talking.] Jen: Uh, ok, Jack, what's next? Jack: Uh, tomatoes. Since, um--since when do you know how to cook, anyway? Jen: Oh, come on. How hard can it be? I can read, can't I? Jack: I'm just sorry I won't be there to test your culinary skills. Jen: You're coming. No. I'm not facing my mother without you. Jack: Which is even more shocking than the whole cooking thing. W-why is she in town? Jen: Because I called her, all right. It's--it's a long story. I'm sure it'll all unfold just beautifully this evening, which is why I need you there for moral support, ok? Jack: Isn't CJ. Typically, you know, the moral part of the whole, you know...equation. Jen: Look, I just need the whole gamut of boy power this evening, ok? Jack: Which is why I don't want to be there for the whole, you know, meet the boyfriend thing. Jen: It's really not, like, a whole meet the boyfriend thing. I mean, it--it is, but that's not its express purpose, ok? Jack: Exactly. It's more like a, you know, "good-bye, C.J." Type of night, 'cause he's going to New York tomorrow, right, for the whole grad thing? Jen: Yeah, yeah, yes, he is, but I'm sure that we'll have plenty of time to stare into each other's eyes and pontificate on what we mean to each other. I just need to take care of a couple of things first. String beans. I need string beans. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Joey comes walking up to the front door of the B&B and stops to take a moment and look at the entire scenery, and admire and remember. She turns and walks to the porch and sees and envelope there, and opens it and pulls out a script labeled The Untitled Dawson Leery Script. She sits down and a small smile crosses her face.] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Outside Dawson's House. Joey comes walking up to the House and notices that the Ladder is up against the house leading up to Dawson's Window. She looks up it and you can see the memories flooding back in her eyes. Dawson comes walking up from behind her.] Dawson: Go ahead. [She turns to him and smiles and then she begins climbing the ladder and we cut to inside the bedroom, with Joey Climbing in the window and looking around there looking at it. Dawson comes in through the window a few seconds later.] Joey: It's perfect. Your eye for detail is creepy. There's no way I'm going to get in that closet and play E.T., But aside from that... it's perfect. Dawson: Now that you're here, it's just about right. [Scene: Gram's Living room. Helen is sitting in a chair across from Grams and Jen and they are awkwardly trying to decide what to talk about.] Grams: But you do seem to be quite well, Helen. Helen: You, too, mother. Did you change your hair? Grams: Maybe a little more gray. Jennifer's changed her hair. Did you notice? Jen: Mm. We've actually already had a discussion about that. I have honey on my hands. Um, I'll tell you what. Why don't you two try to find a topic that is more probing than current hairstyles or--or weather patterns? And I'll go wash up, ok? [Whispering to Grams] That means you. [Jen gets up and leaves them alone] Helen: It shouldn't be this difficult, I suppose, making conversation with your own mother. Grams: I think the problem is the very notion of having to make conversation. Helen: Everything seems to be happening a little too late, doesn't it? I mean, why did Jen call me out here now? Why have we waited so long? Grams: One thing I've learned is to regret the past is useless. You can't change it. Might as well live the rest of your life as pleasantly as possible. Helen: Mom, you've gone soft. Grams: Never. Helen: No, it's nice. I think Jen's made you happy. She seems younger now than she did when she was in New York, running around like a grownup-- a toxic one, but a grownup, nonetheless. If she had stayed there, going the way she was going... she would have run right over me, mom. Grams: Oh, Helen. It wasn't a magical transformation. She just needed a little patience and, um, no access to public transportation. Helen: Hmm. Mm, it's funny. Now that she doesn't need me, kinda think that I need her. Not as much as I needed you, though. I could--I could never repay you. Grams: Acts of love do not require repayment. I mean, what if I needed to call upon you and--and I needed your help, your support? You'd be there for me, wouldn't you? Helen: How could you even ask that? You're my mother. Of course. Grams: I guess you get to my age, you don't want to take these things for granted. Helen: Mom, is everything ok? Is something wrong with Jennifer? Grams: Jennifer? Oh, no. No, no, Helen, no, everything's fine. I'm just a little overwhelmed, I guess. Oh, uh, we need some more water. I'll just freshen up the pot. [Grams goes into the kitchen where Jen is sitting and you can see the disappointment in their eyes] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. It is the middle of the day, and Pacey is sitting at the bar with a drink in hand and filling out an application, when Audrey and Jack come walking in. Audrey sees Pacey and decides to make their way over to join him.] Audrey: [Gasps] Oh, my god. My ex-boyfriend is a day drinker. Life is clearly bleak without me. Jack: I thought you said he worked for the man. Audrey: Hmm. Lets go investigate, shall we? Pacey: Hi. Audrey: Hi. Pacey: Hi. Ahh. So of all the bars in all the world you decide to stumble in here. Audrey: Well, I am stalking you. Pacey: Hey, Jack. How you doing? Jack: Ah, you know, if this is the scene, not so good. I got to take a piss. [Jack leaves them alone] Pacey: So they told me you went away for a while. Audrey: Let's not be awkward exes, Pacey. I was drying out in Malibu. Pacey: Ok. Well, you look great, anyhow. Audrey: Clean living, my friend. So, what happened to your job? I know you're not just taking a long lunch break. You're a little too hard-core for that. Pacey: Well, I've been reassessing how I allocate my time. Audrey: So you're drinking? Pacey: I'm thinking about it. Audrey: You're thinking about taking a tasty downward spiral? Oh, you'd better quit while you're ahead. You're not cut out for this. Pacey: What are you talking about? I could spiral with the best of them. Speaking of... shouldn't you really avoid places like this? Audrey: I, um, can't hide from my problems forever. It's kind of how I ended up in rehab in the first place, right? Pacey: Well, that's brave of you. But you were always good like that. Audrey: Yeah, well, I'll be your personal superhero, ok? Pacey: Ok. Audrey: Unless of course you want to spend the rest of your days hiding out in dives like this. What are you hiding from, Pacey? Pacey: I'm hiding from the suit, because it's evil. Bad things happen when it's on. I allowed people to believe in me for a second, which was foolish, and now it's really coming back to bite them in the ass. Audrey: You know what? This isn't you talking. This is your former self rearing its ugly head. Come on, Pacey. I know moments like these. One path is the harsh reality, and one path is the comfortably numb. But guess what? In the morning, when you're all sobered up, the problem's still gonna be there. Only, now it'll be like a big festering wound, and you'll just be the jerk who sat back and let it get worse. Pacey: Well, thanks for not walking on eggshells around me. [Scene: Dawson's bedroom. Joey is sitting awkwardly on the end of Dawson's bed, and Dawson is standing by the window.] Dawson: It's weird, huh? This room used to be the official meeting place where we'd discuss what happened that day. And now it's just a film set, and I don't even know what happened this year. Joey: Yeah. I was kind of hoping I could just climb up the ladder and... magically fill in all the lost time. Dawson: How's that working for you? Joey: Not so easy. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Maybe I was gone for too long. Dawson: Well, we'll piece it together between the two of us then, right? The lost year of Dawson and Joey. Joey: It wasn't easy. Dawson: What wasn't? Joey: Not talking to you. Maybe it seemed like it was. And I guess it just... became routine, just another thing that I didn't do. Well, like shting heroin or driving drunk. Dawson: Wow, I'm up there with the dangerous activities. Joey: Or casual sex. Dawson, for so long, you were the only person in the whole world I wanted to be with. Then somehow you became my only one-night stand. Dawson: I never meant for it to be like that. Joey: I know. I know. Maybe being in this room makes it easier. Having it set up this way, you know, I'm so familiar, and... seems insane not to talk. And sometimes the hardest things to say are the things that... really matter. Dawson: Hmm. Why do you think I've spent years trying to write an entire screenplay about you? Joey: I read it in one sitting. Dawson: Ok. I hope you don't think that I gave it to you so that you could just say all the obligatory nice things. Joey: And why would I feel obligated? Dawson: Exactly, because if I can't get an honest opinion from the girl who loathes me more than anyone else in the world, who can I trust, right? Joey: You've always been this devilishly clever. Dawson: Well... yeah. But... uh, I got--I got-- I wanted you to read it because... well, you're really the only person in the world who can tell me if I got it right this time. Joey: You grew up, Dawson. You grew up. I always wanted to think that you were this hopeless dreamer and I was the adult that escaped. But I didn't escape anything, not really. Dawson: Sure you did. You got out of Capeside. Wasn't that the original plan? Joey: Couldn't escape myself, could I? You were right. So much of what I was fighting was growing up. And I figured out this past year that it's hard for me... to talk about sex, to talk about... getting close with someone. And maybe... I'm not supposed to lose myself. Now it's not part of the plan. But then again, I never thought that losing you was part of the plan, either. Dawson: I think sometimes... you have to lose somebody completely before you can figure out what they really mean to you. I missed you, Jo. Joey: You got it right this time, Dawson. I missed us. [They hold each other's hands and smile] [Scene: Gram's Living room. Helen is sitting in the chair again across from Jack and CJ who are sitting in the couch, rather uncomfortably.] Helen: So how did you and Jennifer meet? Jack: Oh, no, I'm--I'm Jack, Mrs. Lindley. Helen: Well, yes, I know that. Jack: Yeah, well, t-this is, um, this is Jen's boyfriend here. Helen: Oh, I'm sorry. You're not... Jack: No no. I'm--I'm the gay one. Actually we, um-- we met a few years back. I guess you don't remember me. Helen: Oh, right. That wasn't the best thanksgiving. Um, I was probably drunk. Jack: Yeah. I know I was. That was a joke. I was just kidding. Helen: Jen speaks very highly of you. CJ: Well, apparently not very descriptive. Helen: Well, you and jack are both so attractive, and I don't know what the gays look like these days. CJ: Thank you? Helen: Are you going to school in New York? CJ: Yes, uh, leaving tomorrow actually. Helen: Well, you'll have to call me. I know lots of young people who could take you out on the town. The parkers, who live downstairs from me, have 2 lovely daughters... [Jen comes in carrying a tray of drinks] Jen: Ok, mom, that's enough. My boyfriend doesn't need to be meeting anyone lovely. It not like we're breaking up or anything CJ: Oh, good to know. Helen: Well, I've only just figured out now which one is your boyfriend. CJ: Well, that's because jack acts like a boyfriend. Jack: Well, technically, technically, I am her boyfriend. Jen: Technically, you're not my boyfriend. You don't sleep with me. CJ: Is that the only difference between us? Jen: Look, who's leaving me for higher learning tomorrow? CJ: Hey, come on. You said you were happy for me. Jen: I am, but don't begrudge me the only friend that I have left in your absence. Helen: Jen, you were always so popular. Jen: I know. That was called putting out, mom. [Jack and CJ giggle. When the front door flies open and Uncle Bill comes walking in yelling for Grams. ] Bill: Evie, you get your butt out here. CJ: Uncle bill, what are you-- what are you Bill: Hey, hey, cool it. I got some business with this skirt, and I'm not leaving till it's finished. Evie! Helen: Do you know this man? Jen: Yeah, he's C.J.'S uncle Bill. He--he and Grams had a thing. Bill: A thing? [Grams comes out of the kitchen.] Grams: William, what are you doing here? Bill: Now look, you just don't walk away from Bill Braxton and expect him to roll over like a dad dog. I've been doing some P.I. Work on you, and you know what I found out? You are full of malarkey. Grams: Bill, this is neither the time or the place for this conversation. Bill: That's half your problem right there. You keep wanting to compartmentalize everything in time and space, and you're making yourself sick, and that's why you have cancer, and you're eating yourself up. [A shocked look crosses Helen and Jack's face.] Helen: Mom... is this true? Grams: Yes. Yes, Helen, it's-- it's true. Um... I--I certainly never intended for you to find it out this way. Bill: Look, I don't wanna watch another woman... who I love, give up. Were you sent here on this earth to die alone with your knitting needles, or were you sent here to live a little? Grams: You must have failed to notice that I am not alone. Bill: Yes, I can see there are a bunch of people here who give a damn, and even though you spurned my advances, I give a damn, too. Jen: Grams... aren't you gonna thank bill for doing your dirty work for ya? Grams: [Scoffs] Thank you, Jennifer. I was just... about to do that. Bill: You mean, nobody else knew? Grams: No, bill, nobody else knew, which accounts for the shock on my daughter's face. Jack: I--I--I gotta say, grams, I'm pretty shocked, too. Jen, what's up? You wanna tell me? Grams: Jack, it was not Jennifer's responsibility to tell you. It was mine. Jen: I'm sorry. Helen: This is why you called me? Jen: Yep. I--I don't know. Grams told me that she had breast cancer, and it--and it was just like the whole world melted away, but I had a thousand questions in my head of how am I going to take care of her and how much time do we have, and, bill, I think you're right. I mean, grams, you can't try and be a rock here, because it's--it's not making you any happier or any better, and it's not making your life any easier, so I--I just feel like the best thing for you to do right now is just to be around your family. Helen: I'm so sorry. What can I do? Jen: Well... actually, it's funny you should ask because I think that we have kind of an interesting opportunity here. Grams: Opportunity for what? Jen: To move to New York to live with mom. I don't even really wanna fight about it or discuss it. I just want it to be ok. Grams: Oh, Helen, I--I-- I couldn't dream of... imposing Jen: No, it's not. She lives 5 minutes away from the best hospital in the country. I don't see that there's any imposition in that. Grams: But I--I--I Helen: No. Mom, it's ok. She's right. [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson and Joey come walking down the stairs from Dawson's Bedroom, and are heading towards the front door.] Joey: I didn't realize how late it had gotten. Dawson: Yeah, when you came over here, you probably didn't expect to spend the whole afternoon talkin', huh? Joey: Call it a nice surprise. Dawson: Well, I've still got one big problem, though. Joey: What's that? Dawson: Same one I've always had, finding somebody to play you. [They walk outside, and find Pacey standing outside, quietly waiting.] Dawson: Pacey. Joey: I didn't know you were home. Pacey: Well, I wasn't really planning on making a trip, but I needed to talk to you for a second. Is that ok, Dawson? Dawson: Yeah, of course. I, uh--I guess I'll see you tomorrow maybe? Joey: Deal. All right. Pacey: Actually, Jo, um... why don't you hang out for a second, 'cause you're gonna have to hear this sooner or later anyway. Dawson: What's goin' on? Are you ok? Pacey: Man, and we were just gettin' back to be friends, too. It's such a shame to ruin that. Dawson: What are you talking about? What would ruin it? Pacey: Money. Money would ruin it. Dawson: W-what happened? Pacey: It's gone. Your money's gone, my money's gone, some guy on long island's money is gone Dawson: What--what do you mean gone? That was all the money that I had. Pacey: I know it was, Dawson, and I honestly thought Stepatech was gonna take off, I swear to you. Dawson: Right. Yeah, o-of course. Otherwise why would you blatantly ignore my request to sell the stock? Pacey: Man, I was just tryin' to do the right thing. Dawson: Ah, damn it, Pacey, this [Joey is standing awkwardly in the middle of this looking back from one to the other with tears beginning to well up in her eyes] Dawson: [Dawson sighs] You're always tryin' to do the right thing. You're always so eager to be the hero, you never quite see all the pieces of the puzzle. Pacey: Dawson... you came to me with your dream because you thought I could help make something of it, and somehow this comes back yet again to the fact that I screwed you over? Joey: Ok, you know what, you two? Let's just stick to the topic at hand. Ok, so we can just solve this problem by going inside and trying to get calm... and we'll talk about it. Dawson: Joey, talking about this is not gonna solve anything. Joey: What are you talking about? Pacey: He means it's not about money. So fine then, let's just talk about what's really goin' on here. Joey: You know what? I see no reason to drudge up baggage from the past just to fill in the moment, Pacey. I mean, let's remember something. This exchange between you and Dawson is purely a business exchange, and I think we need to remember to keep it at that. Dawson: She's right. It is business between us, 'cause god knows we haven't been best friends in a long time, have we? Pacey: No, we certainly have not. Dawson: You wanna know why we're not friends, pace? It's not because of what happened with Joey, even though that turned my world upside down. It's because from that day forward, I realized that you hadn't been my friend for... maybe quite some time, 'cause the second you made us competitors Pacey: That I made us competitors? No. No. Now--now you're rewriting history, Dawson. Dawson: I remember when my best friend had a choice and chose to turn his back on me. If you'd ever stopped settin' us up against each other, you woulda realized that you and I are not that far apart. Pacey: Ah, spare me the speech. You are not gonna convince me that our world's... are anything alike. You're just upset because I broke outta mine. Dawson: Broke out of yours? How? By putting on a suit and slavin' away at something that doesn't even interest you? You made money. Congratulations. You impressed us all. Pacey: How dare you. You know nothing about me, man. I was good at my job. Dawson: Then why am I broke? Pacey: Because that's life! I didn't make that choice! I have lost, literally, everything! What do you want from me, man? Does this make you happy, that you're back on top now? I mean, you always liked it better when you were in charge, so is this what you wanted? Does this make it all right? Dawson: You don't wanna know me, pace. You wrote me off a long time ago. Pacey: Really? Really? Back when we were the best of friends? When we were brothers? Was I just outta the house every time you tried to call me over the last 3 years? Joey: Ok, can you guys just stop it? I can't stand here and listen to you guys do this anymore. Pacey: I didn't mean to lose your money. I didn't know that that would happen. I'm sorry. Dawson: Yeah, so am I. This-- this was just a big mistake from the beginning, I guess. Pacey: Heh. Ok. [Pacey walks away, and Dawson turns and goes back inside. Joeys just stands there and looks up into the sky and shakes her head] [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Pier. Pacey is sitting on the end of it staring into the water, when Joey comes walking up to him and sits down next to it.] Joey: You ok, Pace? Pacey: You don't have to do this. Joey: Do what? Pacey: Sit out here with me. I know you'd rather be in the house with Dawson, so why do you just go and help him lick his wounds? Joey: Things never change here, do they? Pacey: No... because these are the roles we were destined to play. Joey: No, Pace, these are the roles we chose to play. I mean, look at us, sitting out here on this dock in front of the same house we've been haunting for years. We're practically ghosts of our former selves, and honestly, I don't think anyone really remembers what they're mad about anymore. Pacey: Mm, I wouldn't be so sure about that. Joey: Pacey, if I wanted to go back into that house, I would've gone a long time ago. Don't you know me at all by now? Pacey: Well, I don't want you sitting here feeling sorry for me. Joey: I don't feel sorry for you. I feel for you, Pacey. Pacey: [Sighs] Joey: God, can't you ever tell the difference? Pacey: I don't know. [Sighs] I don't know, because you and I have had a very confusing run of things. Especially lately. Joey: [Scoffs] Ok. You know, and no matter how much I love you or how long I stay with you, you're only gonna remember the moments when I leave. Pacey: Well, you gotta give me that much, because those are pretty much the most painful moments in my life. Joey: That's because you ask for them, Pacey. I'm sorry. You do. Your whole life, you spend so much time expecting the worst that you don't even notice the moments when people are loving you, and, Pacey, people spend a lot of time loving you. Pacey: Well... with all due respect, Jo, my best friend just walked away from me, but that's not even the worst of it. The worst thing is he hasn't even really known me for the last 3 years, so please, clarify that for me. How does that qualify me as a man with a support network? Joey: Well, you have a person sitting right here, don't you? But of course, that's not enough. Not until you let it. Pacey: In what world do I have you? Joey: Look, just because I don't fit into that... place you want me to doesn't mean there's not a place for me, Pacey. Pacey: [Sighs] Joey: Does it? Pacey: Joey, this isn't your fight, anyway. Joey: You're right. You're right. It's not my fight because it's been over for a really long time, Pacey, [Sighs] And it is up to you to make it right. Pacey: I don't know how to make it right. Joey: Well, you're gonna have to figure it out. You know, that's the thing about ghosts. They say that... they don't leave until they're at peace with what they left undone. [Scene: Grams living room. Jack is sitting alone on the couch, when Jen comes walking in to join him ] Jen: Hey. Jack: So... I guess any petty bickering about when you were gonna tell me is pretty much outta the question at this point? Jen: Oh, please. You know I love bemoaning after the fact. Jack: Jen, you just-- you gotta realize that, you know, you and Grams are pretty much all the family that I've got. Jen: I know. Do you remember that time that I went over to your house after grams kicked me out? Jack: Yeah, how could I forget? That's the day you became my hag. Jen: No. No, we're family. It doesn't change. [Grams comes walking in to join them on the couch.] Grams: I will never forgive you two if you make me cry tonight. Jack: Grams... I'm so sorry. Grams: Jack... don't feel sorry for me. Just... believe in me, hmm? That's what I need. Jack: Well, I promise that I will come and see the two of you every chance that I get. Grams: Oh, that won't be necessary. Jack: Ok. Grams: Well, I mean, you don't honestly believe Jennifer and I are gonna leave you to your own questionable devices, do you? Jack: What are you talking about? Jen: What? Grams: Well, my daughter simply rattling around that big house she got through the divorce, and I think we need a man around the house. I mean, you'll have to share a room with Jennifer Jack: Ok, grams, come on. I mean, I--I--I just can't, you know, pick up and-- and leave this place. Come on, guys, I have stuff... going on, you know? And I mean, besides, what am I gonna do, mooch off the two of you for the rest of our lives? Grams: Certainly not. You'll be earning your keep. Jen: I mean, what's really keeping you here, jack? Grams: Yes, what's really keeping you here, jack? Last I heard, bean town had no great hold on you. Jen: You can be an apathetic student anywhere, and Boston Bay sucks. Jack: Yeah, Boston Bay does suck. That's-- that's I way I said, you know, we shoulda-- we shoulda gone to new--New York. Jen: There you go. You've been saying it all along. Grams: Well? Jen: Yeah, come on. This--this place doesn't appreciate your absolutely fabulous gayness. Grams: What do you say? Jack: What do I say? What--what do I say? Well, what do you say? You say, um... well, you say how I can I turn down living with 3 generations of crazies on the upper west side? That's what I say. [Scene: Hell's Kitchen. Audrey and Jack Osborne are sitting at a table in front of the stage talking.] [Laughing] Jack: Ya ready for this? Audrey: Yes. Ok, just don't mention anything weird about my childhood or anything, ok? Jack: Come on, if I'm gonna sell you, I've gotta exploit you somehow. Audrey: Just get up there. Jack: Ok. [Jack goes up to the stage and grabs the microphone] Jack: So, next up... we have a girl who's near and dear to my heart or at least across from my bedroom window. If I had to be a woman, I'd be Audrey Liddell. She's the toughest blonde I know. Put your hands together. Audrey: Oh, thank you. [Audrey begins singing, and her singing becomes the voice over for the collage of scenes.] [Collage of Scenes: Scene 1 Grams, Jen, Jack and Helen in the kitchen baking cookies. Scene 2 The end of Dawson's Pier. Pacey is there at the end staring off into the creek as the moonlight glitters off the surface, and he is deep in thought. He eventually gives up and turns and walks back to his car, and the camera pans up to Dawson's window and we can see the silhouette of Dawson standing near the window. Scene 3- Inside Dawson's Room. Dawson is standing there deep in though and mixture of hurt and anger crosses his face over and over. Scene 4 Outside the Potter B&B. WE see Dawson's script on the arm of a chair flipping through the pages in the wind. The camera pans over to Joey who is sitting in the chair and has obviously been going though it again, and has tears in her eyes as she looks out into the creek and into the night sky and to the script and back and forth. Fade to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x21 - Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road"}	foreverdreaming
Episode 622 - Joey Potter and the Capeside Redemption In this episode: When Dawson gives up his dream of making his film, a strong-minded Joey rallies the old group back to Capeside to help Dawson begin production. Meanwhile, an unemployed and depressed Pacey won't be part of Joey's plan but becomes inspired to make sure Dawson has the financial support he needs to finish his film. Once production is up and running, Jen, Jack and Grams must say their goodbyes and leave for New York, and after her covert plan to reconcile Dawson and Pacey, Joey feels she is now is free to pursue her dream of traveling to Paris. Original Airdate: May 7, 2002 [Scene: A Coffee house.. Joey is drinking some coffee while writing in a journal. We are hearing what she is writing. We then see a scene with Jen and Grams selling stuff in a yard sale. Then Jack and Pacey moving out of the apartment. Next we Joey taking an order at a small café. Next we see Audrey studying at the library for summer school. Next we see Doug open his apartment door to find Pacey standing outside with a huge smile on his face. Next Dawson is cleaning of some tables outside his mother's restaurant. Finally to Joey rowing her boat over to Dawson's House, climbing up the ladder to Dawson's Room.] Joey: It's true what they say. Time is an unreliable narrator. History gets rewritten in small ways with each passing day. I can't swear this is exactly how it happened, but this is how it felt. Summer had brought us home, and we wasted no time assuming our roles in what had become an all-too-familiar scenario. Pacey had fallen from grace, Dawson's dreams were dashed, and I was somehow in the middle of it all over again. The triangle we had all tried so hard to put to rest had come back to haunt us. [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson is taking down the posters on his walls when Joey comes climbing in through the window.] Joey: Need some help? Dawson: You scared the crap out of me. Joey: Wuss. What are you doing? Dawson: It's called symbolic purging. I can't stand to have this stuff around anymore. It just sits here mocking me. Joey: I thought I was the artist. [She shows some poorly drawn scene setup drawings] Dawson: Thatum, fine, laugh all you want, but that's the whole movie right there, sht by sht. Joey: Well, then I wouldn't be throwing it away if I were you. You're gonna need this. Dawson, you have the chance to do something great here, and I can't let you pass that up. I've been authorized to use force if necessary. Dawson: Happen to bring your $18,000 with you? Joey: No, I forgot that. Dawson: Jo, you're sweet, I appreciate it, but I have no money. Zero. Not only that, I'm in debt. Thanks to your friend and mine, I charged up all my credit cards. I'm gonna have to work doubles at fresh fish all this summer just to pay them off. ... Stop by and say hi sometime. Joey: Dawson leery, you are going to let all these details get in the way? Would they stop Spielberg? Dawson: I don't know. I don't recall anything in his bio about his best friend squandering all of his money. Joey: Pacey messed up. No one's denying that. But it wasn't intentional, Dawson. Dawson: It never is, Jo. Never is, but it happens every single time, and I don't need it anymore. It's... Joey: What? It what? Dawson: Nothing. It's just... some things never change. I can't believe you're taking his side on this. Joey: I'm not. I'm not taking anyone's side Dawson. Look, I loved your script. It was real. It was the truth. It makes everything we've been through seem somehow worth it. And I don't know why you and Pacey can't just put your heads together and figure something out. Look I refuse to believe it has to end this way. Dawson: Well, believe it, Jo, 'cause I pretty much never want to see the guy as long as I live. Joey: You know what? I know you don't mean that. Dawson: Yeah, I do. Joey: If you give up now, you have nothing and it was all just a waste. Dawson: It was a waste either way. Jo, look, we can go back and forth for hours on why it's virtually impossible for me to make this film, but the real reason is I don't believe in it anymore. I don't. The script was a celebration of friendship, some golden era that probably only ever existed in my head, and I somehow deluded myself into believing that it was a story of us, of all of us, and that it should be told. And I don't believe that anymore. Joey: Well, fortunately for you, I know you don't mean that. Look, you're hurt, you're pissed off, you want to give up, which is totally understandable, but it sucks for you right now because you're not dealing with somebody who's going to let you. So I'm going to leave you to your sulking for now, but I'll be back. And I promise you it's not gonna be pretty. Asses will be kicked, names will be taken. Until then, bye-bye, old chum. [She climbs back out the window, and Dawson can only smile.] [Opening Credits] [Scene: Gram's Kitchen. Jack, Jen, Audrey, Joey and Grams are there meeting.] Joey: Ok, is everyone clear? Does everyone understand their assignments? Audrey: What about me? What can I do? Anything. Anything at all to distract me from the sheer hellish boredom of summer school. [Joey hands Audrey a script] Joey: Page 12. Audrey: Miss Jacobs? Joey: That's right. Audrey: The old broad? Joey: The one and the same. Audrey: What about her? Joey: Well, I'm yanking you out of early retirement to bring her life to the screen. Audrey: Wait a second. Let me get this straight. You want me to play the slutty teacher that--that robbed Pacey of his delicate flower? Joey: Do you have a problem with that? Jen: You could play Eve. Joey: Sadly, Eve didn't make the cut. Jen: Aw, that's a shame. Audrey: Who the hell is eve? Jack: Eh, long story. Ambiguous ending. Jen: Now what about Pacey? Joey: Oh, yeah. Guess he couldn't make it. But don't worry. I'll take care of that. [Sighs] [Scene: Doug's Apartment. Doug answers the door and lets Joey in, as he is drying a pan. ] Doug: Hey, Joey. Joey: Dougie, where is he? Doug: The little brother? Oh, he's, um, out or something. Joey: Liar, liar. Tsk, tsk, Dougie. Doug: I'm warning you, Joey, it's ugly. [Joey goes in to find Pacey lying on the couch watching Soap Operas. Pacey leans up from the pillow he is lying on, and he has chips stuck to his face.] Pacey: Hey. Jo, come in. I'm finally starting to understand these soap operas. They're pretty good. Joey: All right, dirt merchant. Put some pants on. You're coming with. Pacey: Yeah. I don't think I'm going to be able to do that. The young and the restless is just about to come on. I gotta see how J.T. Talks his way out of this one 'cause colleen was about to kll him. I wouldn't miss that for all the pizza in Capeside. But, please, feel free. Pull up a seat. We got chips. Joey: Pacey. This is pathetic. Pacey: Well, yeah. Kind of comes with the territory. Now I'm not sure what you want me to do about it. Joey: I want you to come with me. I want you to help me figure out how to get Dawson's movie made on $10 and a dream. Pacey: I'd just end up ruining the whole thing, and Dawson knows that, I know that, and in your heart of hearts you know that. I'm a dangerous man, a lethal wapon, so we're all better off if I just lay here on my couch, watching my stories. [Joey grabs the remote from him] Pacey: Uhh! Joey: Pacey! Pacey: What? Joey: Look. I need you. Dawson needs you. Pacey: Ok. Here's the most crucial thing that you're going to have to get through that pretty little head of yours. Things will never be the same between Dawson and me. Or any of us for that matter. And you're just going to have to accept that. Joey: I don't. And I never will. Pacey: Ok. That's fine. Be cheery and delightful and whatever else it is you want to be. I really don't care. Yeah, before you go [Joey throws the remote back at him] [Pacey groans] [Door slams] [Scene: Harley's bedroom. Harley and Patrick are kissing on the bed, when Joey and Audrey come into the room.] Joey: You are so busted. Harley: What are you talking about? Audrey: Is this him? Joey: That's him. That's it, Harley. I'm gonna have to tell your father. Harley: Tell him what? He knows Patrick and I are seeing each other. Joey: But would he like to know about this little bit of unpleasantness? I think not. Well, I'm not gonna tell Hetson, which is good for you because he would like to have wiped the floor with your punk ass, but now it looks like you two owe me a favor. [Scene: A film Equipment rental store. Jen and Jack are trying to get the salesperson to donate some equipment for them to use.] Salesperson: No. Jen: You don't understand. This is a great film. You would be doing the world of independent cinema a huge favor. Salesperson: I don't know. Let me read the script. Jen: There's no time. Salesperson: Yeah, well, uh, I guess you're out of luck, then. Bye-bye. Jen: Ok, look, I really didn't want to have to do this, but it appears as though I have no choice. Um, I'll go out with you. Salesperson: What? Jen: I'll go out with you. It's what you want, right? But just coffee, ok? No funny business. Salesperson: Yeah. Thanks for that, but I'm not really interested. Jen: What are you talking about? I'm a film geek's dream. Salesperson: Not this film geek. [He looks over and Jack and smiles] Salesperson: How you doin'? [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson pulls up the house, and goes to go inside and runs into Gale who is sitting on the steps of the porch going through the mail.] Gale: Oh, hey, sweetie. Dawson: Hey. Gale: Can I fix you some dinner? Dawson: No, thanks. I'm just gonna take a nap before the dinner shift. Gale: Sweet dreams. [Dawson goes up into his room, and finds, Joey, Jen, Jack, and Audrey waiting there for him] Joey: Told you I'd be back. Dawson: How--how did Joey: Don't worry about it. I just want you to admit here and now, once and for all, that you finally have no excuses. Dawson: Well, what about actors? Joey: Learning their lines as we speak. Awaiting a phone call from their director. Audrey: Ooh. I get to play miss Jacobs. You know, the woman who seduces a young boy on the verge of manhood. I do have some notes, however. Joey: [Clears Throat] Audrey: Later. We'll dis-- we'll discuss it later. Jen: So what do you say, Dawson, are you ready to take off the dress and step up to the plate? Jack: Yeah, Dawson, you have no idea what I went through to get this stuff. Dawson: Guys, it's amazing. And this is-- I'm touched beyond words, but Joey: but? No. There are no buts, Dawson. All you have to do is sh*t the movie, just like you were going to do a week ago. And if you're telling me that you don't believe in friendship anymore, I am going to throw you out that window. Dawson: N-no, it's not that. I mean, I have to work. I have a job. [Gale comes walking into the bedroom] Gale: Oh, no, you don't. You're fired. Dawson: What? Gale: It's my restaurant, Dawson. I'm fring you. Case closed. Dawson: Mom [Gale hands him a bottle of champagne and some glasses.] Gale: Ok, so here's what you're going to do. You're gonna pop the champagne, you're going to pour it into these silly little cups because that's all I could find, and then you are going to make a toast to starting production on your new film. And I'd probably throw in a little something about your friends here who, in my opinion, are fairly amazing and don't forget to mention your mother. Dawson: What can I say? Let's do this thing. Jack: Yes. Jen: Yay. [Cheering] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The street outside the Video Store Dawson and Pacey worked at in High School. Dawson is working with a cast member who is on a bike. Joey and Jack are across the street watching him.] Joey: What do we think? Jack: I think we should give him another 5 minutes and try and time out this bike thing perfectly. Joey: And then we'll have him just walk into the video store? Jack: I guess so. Yeah. It's nothing like asking the director to compromise before he's even gotten his first sht off. [They start to cross the street and Jen joins them] Joey: Hey, Jen, um, right after this, we have to go inside the video store and sht in there, and we only have a limited time in there, so please tell me they know their lines. Jen: They know their lines. They just don't know what order they go in. [Cut to a little later. Gale is filling a basket with doughnuts when Joey walks up.] Joey: What, no sprinkles? Kidding. Any word on our special delivery? Gale: In transit. [Scene: Doug's Apartment. Doug is in the kitchen, and notices that there isn't any breakfast ready. Pacey comes walking into the Kitchen to see what he wants.] Doug: Ok, why do I not smell eggs Florentine? Pacey: Pacey: Excuse me? Doug: I thought we had an agreement. I let you crash on my couch, you cook for me. Elaborate, mouth-watering, professionally prepared meals, well garnished. Pacey: I'm really flattered by your faith in my culinary abilities, but I can't do it today. I got other things to do, but I left all the fixings out for you, and you really do owe it to yourself as a modern bachelor to develop some sort of rudimentary cooking skills. And chicks dig that kind of thing. And, you know, those other guys, too. They like it. [Scene: Inside the Video Store. They are filming the Tamara Initial meeting scene from the pilot.] Patrick: My god, look at that. George: Oh, show some respect, man. She's old enough to be somebody's mother. Patrick: Yeah, a zygote's. Besides, I happen to have it on pretty good authority that mothers have excellent sex lives. Audrey: Good afternoon. George: Can we help you? Audrey: Um, yeah Dawson: Cut, cut. Audrey, you're gonna have to take the robe off. Audrey: You're kidding me. Dawson: I thought we'd be in tight enough so we wouldn't see it, but it's right there. Patrick: This is, like, my dream day. Audrey: Ok, Dawson, what if I just show a little shoulder? Dawson: Problem is, I need bare skin. Jen: You need, like, spaghetti straps. Joey: She's right. You have to have something to match the wardrobe Audrey would be wearing if Pacey junior hadn't walked into her chest with a jelly doughnut. Dawson: We don't have an E.T.A. On that dress yet, do we? Jack: Yes. Spin cycle. Your mom says it's gonna be about, uh, 20 minutes. Patrick: Uh, excuse me. Is there any scenario in which she could just take off all her clothes? You know, at least for one take? Because then, you know, I feel like I could really give you an appropriate on-camera react [Joey grabs him by the ear.] Patrick: Aah! Joey: Can I have 5 minutes alone with this guy? Patrick: You don't know how long I dreamed of hearing you say that. [She yanks again] Patrick: Ow! Joey: What? Dawson: Nothing. Ok, George, keep doing exactly what you've been doing. Guys will be going a little bit tighter next time, and, audrey, if you can just lower the robe down just above your elbows. Patrick, I know you got it in you to imagine the rest. [Scene: The local Dentist Office. Pacey is trying to get a donation for Dawson's Movie from the dentist.] Pacey: Think of how many more patients you would have if you seized upon this wonderful opportunity for free publicity. Elise: If I have to give you $200, how is it free? Pacey: This you will get back with a credit in the film. A very special thanks to Dr. Elise Briscoe, the friendly dentist. The dentist who cares about people's dreams, I mean, think of it. And look at that smile. It's a crime to keep you behind this desk. Would you do us the honor of perhaps coming in and doing a little cameo in the film? [Scene: The video store. They are trying to sht the sht where Tamara is walking up to the counter with the sun at her back.] Joey: Uh, Dawson Dawson: Hey, Jack, can we lose that bell? Jack: Yeah, done. Dawson: Great. Sorry. What? Joey: Well, I just think with the light streaming through the window, we're totally going to be able to see through Audrey's dress. Dawson: Ha ha! I know. Joey: You know? Dawson: Yes. That's the natural lighting effect I've been waiting all day to get. That's why I didn't do the wide sht first. Audrey: So is this gonna work or what? Dawson: That is perfection. Joey: She knows? Dawson: Yeah, of course she knows. I'm not gonna do something like that without asking her first. [The store's owner comes into the store and he is upset.] Owner: What the hell is this kid doing to my store? Dawson: He's not doing anything. I told you we will put everything back exactly as we found it. Owner: You also told me you wouldn't break anything and that you'd be out of here by 2:00. [Doug comes into the video store.] Doug: Hey, Joey, I just wanted to let you to know I can't block that street anymore. It's almost 5:00. Owner: Oh, thank god, the law. Officer, can you get these kids out of my store? Doug: Is there a problem here, Joey? Joey: No. You know what? There's no problem. Look, I understand that we're going longer than we anticipated, and I appreciate so much that you're letting us be here, but we just need Owner: It's Friday. Do you know what people do on a Friday night? Dawson: Rent videos. Joey: Rent videos. Owner: Exactly, which is why I want them out of here now. Dawson: We need 10 more minutes. Doug: You know what, sir? Why don't we, um, talk about this outside? Dawson: [Mouths] Thank you. [Doug and the owner go outside.] Joey: Ok. So now what do we do? Dawson: We sht quickly while Doug has the guy distracted. Joey: And if it doesn't work? Dawson: Uh, bribery. Joey: Dawson, we don't have any money. Dawson: No, but we do have an abundance of hot girls, which are as good as currency in many countries. Joey: You're joking. You're joking at a time like this? Dawson, we have yet to finish this scene, we're losing the light, we're losing the location. Dawson: Hey, without chaos, there'd be no happy accidents. [Suddenly Todd and Gale come walking into the video store.] Todd: Hello, hello, hello, hello. Why are we not filming here, leery? The light is perfect. The leading lady is perfect. Dawson: What the hell are you doing here? Todd: Well, that sexy mom of yours made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Gale: Ha ha! All I did was e-mail him the script. Todd: It took me 2 days to bloody download the thing. But when I did, I said this is brilliant. I said this is just the sort of project that Todd needs to be involved with. So I'm here, fully on board, ready to work in whatever menial capacity you may require me. Dawson: I could really use a D.P. Todd: Done. Dawson: And a camera operator. Todd: Done again. Just get me a triple espresso and I'm good to go. Dawson: Got it. Um, Todd, I'm the director now. Todd: Right you are, and a damn good one, too. [Todd begins looking around for someone else to get it.] Todd: Um... Joey: I'll go. Audrey: Oh, Joey. Joey: Don't even think about it. Audrey: But [Joey goes to get the coffee.] Todd: All right, listen up people. Chop, chop. This man here has a movie to make, and we are gonna make it for him or die trying. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The pier outside Dawson's house. Joey is holding a plate of broccoli and talking to Todd.] Joey: So let me get this straight. You've developed some sort of superstitious belief that if you eat steamed broccoli every day, you'll never die? [Todd coughs after taking a puff of his cigarette.] Todd: Exactly. Well, you see the problem is, sweetheart, is these are huge, gigantic pieces of broccoli. I'm looking for more of a broccolini-type deal. Joey: A broccolini? Todd: Exactly. Well, off you go there. You know, in California, this is really a very reasonable request. [Scene: The end of the pier. Dawson is with Patrick and Harley who are trying to sht the dock scene from Dawson's first movie.] Harley: No way. Not gonna happen. Not in a million years. Dawson: I totally understand your concern. I really do, but it's an incredibly character-defining moment not just for you. For all 3 characters, explains your dynamic. Harley: I said not happening. [Harley walks away from them and Patrick is laughing.] Dawson: What's so funny? Patrick: She can't swim. Dawson: She [Dawson shakes his head] [Scene: Dawson's backyard. Audrey is lying in a chair sunbathing when Joey comes walking up with the plate of broccoli.] Audrey: Ew, no thanks. I'm trying to quit. Joey: No, it's not to eat. I need you to chop this up and serve it to Todd. You are his new personal assistant. Audrey: I've been wrapped for the day. Can't you find someone else to do it? Someone who's not number one on the call sheet? Joey: No. Come on. Get up. There are divas out there more impossible than you who require our immediate attention. Audrey: Oh! Fine! Joey: Thank you. [Scene: Pizza parlor. Pacey comes running out, and he had been trying to get the owner to donate. The Owner chases after him. As he holds a piece of pizza in his hand.] Pacey: Ok. Owner: Hey, hey, hey, get out of here! [Scene: The end of Dawson's Pier. They are sh*ting the scene where the sea monster is pulling Harley into the water. We pull back to see that they are not actually in the water, and rather Joey is splashing them with water from a pail.] Patrick: [Growls] Harley: Aah! Patrick: [Growls] Dawson: And cut! Great! We got it. [Scene: Another business. Pacey is trying without success to get a donation.] Pacey: Oh, come on. It's just a small donation. [Scene: Dawson's House. Harley and Joey are talking while getting her ready for another scene.] Harley: You're sure I'm not a lesbian? Joey: Yes, I'm sure. Harley: I mean, it would explain a lot. Otherwise, why do I hate this next-door neighbor girl so much? And why would I rather hang out with this asexual film dork instead of go to France? Joey: Because maybe you're not ready to go to France. Maybe as much as you hate to admit it to yourself, you had a sucky childhood and you still have a lot of growing up to do. Harley: He must have been a really good kisser, the gay guy. Joey: You haven't listened to one word that I've said. [Scene: A local restaurant. Pacey is in the kitchen trying to get the owner to donate some money to the movie.] Owner: Have you worked in a restaurant before? Pacey: Yeah, I worked a kitchen up in Boston. I actually studied under one of the best cooks up there, but now I guess I'm just doing this. Owner: Which is what exactly? Pacey: Honestly? I'm just helping out a friend. [They walk out, and the owner hands a bag of food to a blond at the host station.] Owner: Here you go. Christy: Thank you. Owner: [To Pacey] You know what? Don't go any place. Owner: [To Woman] I'll be right back with your change. Christy: OK [HE leaves them alone to get change] Christy: Hi. Pacey: Hi. Christy: You don't remember me, do you? Pacey: No, but I really wish I did. Christy: Well, you sure changed your pitch a lot since this morning. Pacey: The receptionist from the dentist's office, of course. I'm sorry. Christy: No, no. You really don't remember me. Oh, come on. From high school? I mean, it's kind of a blow to my ego. You used to follow me around everywhere. It was kind of pathetic, but... now here we are 5 years later and it's like you don't even know who I am. [The owner returns with her change] Owner: Here you go, Christy. Christy: Thanks. Nice seeing you, Pacey. [Christy leaves with her food.] Pacey: Christy? Owner: Yeah, yeah, Christy Livingstone. Pacey: Christy! [Pacey runs out after her.] [Scene: Dawson's Porch. Grams is sitting on a chair looking outside at her old house next door, when Jen comes out to join her.] Grams: [Groans] Curtains in the kitchen window certainly are an eyesore. Don't know how gale can bear looking at them. Jen: I'll be sure to alert the interior decorating police. How ya doin'? Sittin' up here on the porch watchin' everybody. Grams: It's very nice seeing all you children together again having one fun last day in Capeside. Jen: One last day, please. [Sighs] I'm sure that this isn't gonna be anyone's last day in Capeside, I mean, I'm sure that we'll all have reasons to come back here, you know, and--and we're just moving to new york. It's not like we're Grams: Dying. That's right. We're not. We're just beginning one more chapter in our lives together. A very nice long one. Jen: [Sighs] Do you miss this place? Grams: Oh...every day. Do I regret leaving it? Never. [They hug. Dawson comes up to the porch.] Dawson: Hi. Jen: Hey, Dawson. Dawson: How you guys doin'? Jen: Whew. Good. 'Re good. Grams: Couldn't be better. Dawson: Good. I hate to interrupt, but Jen: Cab's here. Dawson: No, actually, it's just that you're, uh, well, you're... kinda in my sht. Jen: Oh. Oh. [Laughs] Grams: Oh, well. I can't think of a more appropriate way to say good-bye to our old next-door neighbor, can you? Jen: Frank Capra of Capeside? No. Grams: Come here. [They all hug] [Scene: Outside on the side of Dawson's House. There is a cab waiting, and Everyone is saying their good byes to Jen, Jack and Grams.] [Scene: Cut to a little later and Grams, Jack and Jen are by the Cab.] Jack: See ya. Audrey: Bye. Gale: Bye-bye. Joey: We love you. Audrey: Bye. Joey: Bye. We love you. Audrey: Wow. They're really never leaving, are they? Joey: I don't think so. Audrey: Bye! Joey: Bye. Audrey: Miss you, cuties! Jen: What is this feeling? [Sighs] It just seems like everything's getting smaller and smaller. It's all still there, but I just can't touch it. Jack: I think it's called good-bye. [Jen looks over at the dock and sees Harley and Patrick messing around waiting to sh*t their next sht.] Patrick: I'm gonna get you. I'm gonna get you. Harley: No. [Laughing] [She turns and gets into the cab with a small smile and a tear in her eye.] [Engine starts] [Scene: The Restaurant. Pacey and Christy are sitting a the bar later that evening talking to one another.] Pacey: The truth? Of course I'm tell you the truth. Why would I lie about these things? Christy: Pacey Witter, bad-ass stud and man about town? Pacey: Ok, you're right, I would lie about those things, but I did sail around the Caribbean, and for a while there, I actually did own a BMW. I promise you, that is the gospel truth. Christy: I see. So now after much soul-searching, you've come back right to where you started. Pacey: Well, come on, I'm not exactly right where I started. I'm talkin' to you, aren't I? Christy: Yeah. Yeah, you are. Or you were. Pacey: I waOh, no, you're leaving? Christy: I'm sorry. I--I have to go. I should've left ages ago, but, um... [Sighs] Christy: You can call me. Pacey: Really? Christy: You should... call me. Here. [Christy writes her number on a napkin and hands it to him.] Pacey: I will, absolutely will. Christy: Bye, Pacey. Pacey: Good-bye, Christy. Ha ha. [She leaves and passes Joey who is walking into the bar area.] Joey: Wasn't that Pacey: Christy Livingstone, yes, it was. Joey: Talking to you? Pacey: Talkin' to me. In fact, flirting with me. She gave me her phone number. Joey: [Laughs] Pacey: [Sighs] You know what this means, right? You know, Christy, she's like, uh Joey: metaphor, I know. She represents all of the high school girls you thought you'd never be able to have because you were such a loser. Pacey: Exactly. Joey: And the fact that all the normal girls who haven't been surgically enhanced-- girls like me and Jen and Audrey and Andie-- the fact that we've spent every second of the past 5 years telling you that you weren't a loser, that means nothing to you. Pacey: I-I'm sorry, you lost me there in the middle. Maybe I should explain the whole metaphor thing again. Joey: Why am I even talking to you? [She turns to the bartender.] Joey: Hi. Um, I'm here to pick up a to-go order. The name's potter. Owner: Right. Right. Coming right up. Joey: Thank you. [The bartender goes to get her food.] Pacey: So how's it going? Joey: How's what going? Pacey: You know what I'm talkin' about. Joey: Well, it's not too late for you to find out for yourself. Pacey: Well, yeah, but if I did that, then I'd have to eat all those fine words I said the other day, and I actually believe them. So, what I was hoping was that, instead, you could just take this to Dawson. [He slides her an envelope. She opens it and sees money.] Pacey: It's not everything, but it's everything that I could get in one day, and I'll get the rest whenever I get the rest. But what I was hoping is that you would take that to him and then... tell him I said congratulations and all that good stuff. Joey: I could. Pacey: All right. Joey: But I won't. 'Cause you know what, Pace, you were right. This isn't my fight. You know, never has been and... it never will be. Pacey: So, what, after all these years, you're just gonna wash your hands of the both of us? Joey: I'm gonna try. [They both smile] Joey: Take care. Pacey: Ok. [Commercial Break] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. They are shting the scene from the Pilot where Dawson and Joey were lying in bed together.] George: We're friends, ok? No matter how much body hair we acquire, deal? Harley: Deal. George: And we don't talk about this again. Deal? Harley: You got it. George: Why'd you have to bring this up anyway? Dawson: And cut. Perfect. Everybody, thank you for a terrific first day that's a wrap. I'll see you all tomorrow. Crew1: All right. Crew2: Hey, thank you. [Crew chattering] Crew3: Thank you very much. [Todd sits in the Director's chair] Todd: Oh, my apologies, sir. Force of habit. Dawson: No, stay there. Stay there. You bailed my ass out today. Todd: That's right, you little bugger. My bloody dogs are barkin'. Dawson: Makes you feel for the little people, doesn't it? Makes you wanna go back and apologize to every crew member you ever threw a hissy fit at, I bet. Todd: Hell, no. Makes me wanna produce. [Laughing] [Audrey comes walking into the bedroom as Dawson leaves] Audrey: [Audrey sighs] Anything else I can do for you, Mr. Carr? Todd: Yeah, call me Todd, love. Audrey: I tried that already, remember? You told me to call you Mr. Carr. Todd: I like you, blondie. You're a saucy one. You're a bit of a tart, aren't ya? Audrey: Excuse me. Did you just call me a hooker? Todd: What? I meant it in a good way. You know, come to think of it, there is something you can do for me. Back rub. Now. Audrey: Ok, you've got to be kidding me. Todd: Go on, you know you want to. Come on, give a geezer a rub. See what it's like to lay your hands on a real director. Audrey: You--you know, Dawson was right. You are an arrogant little bastard. Todd: Who, me? Look, I'm totally misunderstood. Between you and me, sweetheart, it's really just a numbers game. I figure, you know, eventually some bird's gonna find it all very charming. Audrey: [Laughs] Ok. [She walks behind him and begins giving him a shoulder massage.] Todd: [Sighs] [Groans] Oh, that's good. Too good...actually. Might make a bloke wanna invite a bird up to his room for a nightcap. What do you say? Audrey: Absolutely. [Scene: Dawson's Upstairs hallway. Todd and Audrey come quickly out of Dawson's room, and go into the guest room. Dawson watches them and walks past them with a smile.] Todd: [Laughs] Audrey: [Giggling] [Dawson goes into his bedroom and falls on the bed, when Joey comes up to the doorway.] Dawson: [Sighs] Joey: Hey. Dawson: Hey, what are you still doin' here? Joey: Mm, I thought I'd stick around to congratulate you. Dawson: [Laughs] Joey: You were great today. Dawson: Well, if anyone was great today, it's because of you. I have you to thank for this, you know. Joey: Oh, that may well be true but-- [Sighs as she falls on the bed] You can save your speech for Sundance. I'm exhausted. Dawson: Spend the night. Joey: [Laughs] And what would we call that? Life imitating art imitating life? Dawson: I...don't know. I'm too tired to figure it out. It's ok if you don't want to. I understand. It's a little weird. Not to mention somewhat dangerous. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: I don't know. What if you woke up and you were 15 again? Joey: The funny thing is--is-- I don't feel that way anymore. Watching you sht it was like it is... Dawson: Yeah. Yeah, I know what you mean. sh*ting this movie is gonna save me tons of money on therapy. Joey: [Laughs] Today was a great day. Dawson: Oh, the best. Joey: I mean, how many truly great days are we gonna have in our lives? Dawson: I don't know. Who knows how many you get? When they do happen to come along, though, I hope you're close by, at least for a few of 'em. Joey: Me, too. So how would you describe your movie? If somebody asked you, what would you say? Dawson: I would say... it's about a girl who wanted more than what she had... who had to grow up to realize that she already had everything she ever could've wanted. Joey: I like that. Dawson: I don't wanna close my eyes. Joey: Why? Dawson: I'm afraid when I open 'em, you won't be here. Joey: Close your eyes, Dawson. [Dawson goes to sleep, and Joey just lies there smiling and watching him sleep. He wakes up the next morning and finds a note next to him. He begins to read it, and smiles. We see a cut to Joey working in the deli.] [Scene: The ruins. Dawson is there waiting, when Pacey comes walking up and notices Dawson and knows that he has been duped. And goes to walk over to join Dawson.] Pacey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. What are you doin' here? Pacey: Uh, the same thing you are, I'd suppose. Dawson: Actually, I came here to meet Pacey: Meet with Joey? Yeah, so did I. Dawson: I get it. [Sighs] Joey potter: Amateur peace broker. Pacey: [Sighs] Dawson: So where is she? Pacey: I don't know, but I'd say that she is probably not coming. I think she has this kooky notion that you and I are gonna work this out between ourselves. Dawson: Well, that's... not gonna happen. Pacey: Yeah, I know. That's what I told her, but we're talkin' about a girl who's never really listened to a single word that either you or I has ever told her, and I did, I said it to her, I said, "look, Jo, things will never be the same between Dawson and I." She doesn't listen to me. You know her, she's stubborn, that girl. Dawson: [Sighs] Well, if she's not comin', I'm gonna take off. I've got somewhere to be. Pacey: Hold on for one second. [Sighs] Look, you said some pretty crappy things the other day. Dawson: Yeah. So did you. Pacey: Yes, I did. And I meant them 100%. Dawson: I know, so did I, pace, and that's the thing, I don't know how we get past that. Pacey: Well, maybe we don't. Maybe that's the point that we just don't get past it, we realize that... we can't go back to the way things used to be, and there's nothing we can do about that 'cause the guys that we are now are worlds apart from the guys that we were back then. The only tie that really binds us together is the fact that we still love the same woman. Dawson: [Sighs] It always comes back to that, doesn't it? Pacey: Yes, it does. Yes, it does, and you know what? I don't really regret a single second that I spent with her, and I'm guessing you don't either. In fact, I really consider us pretty lucky... that a--a woman like that would give either one of us the time of day. Dawson: You know, it makes sense. Pacey: What does? Dawson: Why it never worked out for either one of us. All we wanted was her. So much so that we destroyed our friendship... and in the end, all she ever wanted was for us to be friends again. Pacey: Ok, I'm gonna ask you this once, and then I promise you I'll never ask it again. Is it possible? Dawson: For us to be friends again? [he thinks then smiles] Anything's possible. Pacey: Fair enough. Look, uh, this is for you. [Pacey hands Dawson the envelope with the money.] Dawson: What's this? Pacey: Well, I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of going to several local businessmen and asking them if they'd like to invest in a very promising young filmmaker, and, by and large, they were all very receptive, though there was this one dentist, and I don't know how she got this in her head, but she seems to think she's an actress, so you might have to give her a little role, like a cameo at most. Just warnin' ya. Dawson: Thank you. Pacey: Don't mention it. [Scene: Dawson's House. We hear a voice over of Joey as they are finishing filming the final sht of the movie.] Joey: [Voice Over] I used to be afraid of so many things... [Cheering] Dawson: That's a wrap! Joey: [Voice Over] That I'd never grow up. [Scene: Paris. Joey is working in a store there and is finishing up for the day. We again hear a voice over of Joey. Second Scene. Jen and Jack walking the streets of NYU. ] Joey: [Voice Over]That I'd be trapped in the same place for all eternity. That my dreams would forever be shy of my reach. It's true what they say. Time plays tricks on you. One day you're dreaming, the next your dream has become your reality. Joey: Au revoir. [Scene: A series of scenes that take place with Joey's voice over. Joey walking along a Paris street. Joey going to a fruit stand and getting some fruit. Joey walking through some so art displays in a street fair. Joey getting her portrait drawn by one of the artists. Joey standing outside the Eiffel tower.] Joey: [Voice Over] And now that this scared little girl no longer follows me wherever I go, I miss her. I do. 'Cause there are things I wanna tell her-- to relax, to lighten up, that it is all going to be ok. I want her to know that meeting people who like you, who understand you, who actually accept you for who you are, will become an increasingly rare occurrence. Jen, Jack, Audrey, Andie, Pacey, and Dawson. These people who contributed to who I am, they are with me wherever I go, and as history gets rewritten in small ways with each passing day, my love for them only grows. Because the truth is... it was the best of times. Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, harsh lessons learned, but all of that has receded into fond memory now. How does it happen? Why are we so quick to forget the bad and romanticize the good? Maybe it's because we need to believe that the time we spent together actually meant something, that we were there for each other in a time in our lives that defined us all, a time in our lives that we will never forget. I can't swear this is exactly how it happened. But this is how it felt. [Fade to black]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x22 - Joey Potter and the Capeside Redemption"}	foreverdreaming
Series Finale (Part 1 of 2) Episode 623 - All Good Things... In this episode: A joyous reunion turns to heartbreak at the creek - Five years have passed and everyone is reunited in Capeside for a special wedding, but the happy reunion is cut short after the group learns that one of their own has been harboring a heartbreaking secret. Since they were last together, Dawson has been living in Los Angeles producing his autobiographical television series ‘The Creek, but has never forgotten the love of his life; Joey is a successful book editor living in New York with her boyfriend but comes home to realize she still loves her childhood sweethearts; Pacey is the owner of the new Ice House and still carries a torch for Joey, although he continues his pattern of getting into trouble with older women, including his newest conquest; Jen is a single mom living with Grams and managing an art gallery in Soho; and Jack is a teacher at Capeside High and has fallen in love with a secretly gay man. Original Airdate: May 14, 2002 [Scene: A set dressed up like Dawson's Bedroom. Actors playing Colby and Sam are acting out a scene from Dawson's New TV show The Creek.] Colby: Feelings and emotions have an inexplicable way of manifesting themselves in subconscious and not always se-aware behavior. Sam: Verbal deconstruction of teen angst is really outdated, Colby. There's nothing going on between me and Petey. He's just a friend. Your best friend, I might add. I have no subconscious subliminal intentions towards him. Colby: Just a friend, huh? Sam: Yes. That's all. Period. End of sentence, dissertation, and postmodern diatribe. Now can we go to sleep? Colby: So, is Petey a friend the same way you and I are just friends? Sam: Yeah... of course. Colby: That's what I was afraid of. [They lie back down on the bed together, and lie together awkwardly. The camera pulls back from the TV and we see that Joey was watching the show on the couch with a tear in her eye. Another man comes over to her.] Christopher: Thank god that's over. Joey: Tread lightly, book boy. Christopher: Watch this. This'll be fun. [He grabs the remote and turns off the TV] Joey: Hey! Christopher: Ahh... back to intelligent life as we know it. Yeah, you know that show? It's like bad airplane food. You know, the teen hyperbole, it's hard on the stomach. And the writers must sit around with a thesaurus just seeking out 4-syllable ways to abuse the English language. Joey: Well, I only watch it to trture you. Christopher: Yeah? Well, it works. I mean, who talks like that Colby guy? He's like some mutant English professor, psychotherapist freak. Joey: We can't all be brilliant literary snobs like yourself. You should read some of the crap I have to edit. Christopher: You edit my stuff. Joey: [Whispering] Except your stuff. [They begin kissing and starting to make out on the couch, when Joey stops him.] Joey: Ok, ok, ok, ok. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I have to finish this, and I have 2 more after that. Go write a book or something. Christopher: I can't. That show has officially destroyed some very necessary brain cells. Joey: [Sighs] Get over it. What is the big deal? So I like a teen soap. So what? Christopher: The way it possesses you is what frightens me, honestly. Every Wednesday at 8:00, you enter this supernatural portal of teen angst. Joey: I have an emotional connection to it you wouldn't understand. Christopher: Will Sam and Colby ever get together? Will Sam choose Petey? Will Sam choose Colby? Find out next week as we continue to bat a dad dog all the way into syndication! Joey: You know, I think subconsciously, you like the show just as much as I do. Christopher: Spoken very much like the indecisive, noncommittal character of Sam. Joey: How dare you? [They begin kissing again when Joey stops again] Joey: Do you really think I sound like her? [Opening Credits] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Production Office for The Creek. Dawson and his assistant are walking quickly down one of the hallways, while his assistant is going through her notebook and reading things off for him.] Dawson: We'll have to loop Colby's virgin speech in the third act. His mumbling out of control. Assistant: And don't forget about the network notes. They did not clear "masturbate" as acceptable dialogue. Dawson: It's a clinical term. Assistant: They suggested "walking your dog." Dawson: Walking your dog? Assistant: He has no idea that his character's coming out of the closet. He's going to lose it. Dawson: After lunch. I've gotta step in with the writers. [Dawson goes into a meeting room where the writers are brainstorming.] Man: They're soul mates. They have to end up together. Second man: Ah, but not in the first season. You got nowhere to go after that. Dawson: What are we talkin' about? Man: The perpetual dilemma, Dawson. Does Sam hook up with feisty Petey or soul mate Colby in the season cliffhanger? Woman: If she chooses Petey, it will break convention and surprise the audience. Man: Surprise, not satisfy. Colby is Sam's soul mate. It's destiny. Second man: This show is about twisting the convention, right? Let's break this notion of destiny and fate. Dawson, what do you think? Dawson: I think you guys are onto something. [Dawson grabs his stuff and leaves them to continue bickering. He joins his Assistant who is finishing a phone call.] Assistant: Look, I've gotta go. Here he comes. I picked up your suit for the wedding. It's hanging on the back of your door. And don't forget that the car is going to come and pick you up for the airport tomorrow at noon. Dawson: Right. Assistant: And Rebecca called to confirm dinner. Dawson: Postpone it. Again. And don't give me that look. Assistant: What look? Dawson: For the record, I'm a nice guy. I'm just... late for editing. Assistant: [Sighs] [Scene: A road on the outskirts of Capeside. Jack is driving down the road listening to the radio, when her hears a siren and looks back to see a cop car behind him. HE pulls over and the cop car stops behind him. Doug gets out of the car and walks up to Jack's door.] Doug: Looks like somebody's in quite the hurry this morning. Jack: Sheriff Doug, hey, look, I'm sorry. I'm late and I'm trying to get to class. Doug: Well, I have no choice but to issue you a citation for doing 40 in a 25. Jack: Look, I already have all these points against my license. You think maybe there's something I could do to...get you to look the other way. Doug: May I remind you, Mr. McPhee, that attempting to bribe a public official is a serious offense? Jack: Uh, you know, I was just hoping that maybe, um... I could appeal to your greater sense of compassion? [Doug leans in and kisses him] Doug: All right. Just this once, I'll let you go with a warning. Jack: Thanks, honey. Doug: No, no, never, never call me honey. Jack: Dude, it's a deserted road. Chill. Doug: Don't call me dude, either. Jack: All right, tonight? Dinner later? Doug: Yeah. I'll cook. My place. Jack: Great. I'll bring the handcuffs. Kidding. Doug: [Clears throat] Jack: I'll see you. Doug: Yeah, I'll see you. Jack... slow down. Jack: You got it. Doug: All right. [Engine starts] [Scene: Outside the new Icehouse Restaurant. One of the bus boys is cleaning up when Pacey comes over to give him a hand.] Cory: I got that, Mr. Witter. You're the boss, remember? Pacey: I'm just trying to lend a hand. The rush today was crazy. Cory: Ka-ching. That's a good thing. Pacey: Yeah, 6 months and going strong. No complaints, right? [Pacey turns to see a woman standing by the bar, and she turns and sees him.] Woman: Oh, Pacey, there you are. I've got your new menu designs along with all your revisions. Pacey: Excellent. I've been meaning to take a look at those. Hey, Cory, I'll be in my office if anybody's looking for me, ok? Cory: Yeah. Pacey: Shall we? [Cut to inside Pacey's office and the two of them are inside, when Pacey closes the door and they begins making out.] Pacey: We're gonna have to find a new pretense to meet. This is...the third time I've had to review the menu design. Woman: I'm sure no one suspects a thing. Pacey: I'm not exactly the most invisible guy in Capeside these days. I'm sure somebody's starting to suspect. Woman: As long as it's not my husband. [Scene: Jack's High School English Class. A student is reading some poetry from a book uncomfortable in front of the entire class while Jack is sitting in one of the desks towards the back.] Hampton: "We two boys together clinging... "one the other, never leaving... "up and down, the roads going north and south excursions making..." Jack: Mr. Hampton... is there a problem? Hampton: Do I have to keep reading? Jack: Well, the poem's not finished. Hampton: No, offense, Mr. McPhee, but this is a poem by a guy about another guy. It's, like, a gay poem. [Students laugh] Jack: I wasn't aware that poems had sexual orientation. [Students laugh] Jack: See, this gay poem and others like it actually got Whitman fired from his job. See, he was an outcast most of his life. But he didn't care. He loved his country. He loved the freedom that it stood for, and he celebrated the American spirit every chance that he got. And here we are 150 years later, and we're still laughing at him. [The bell rings and Jack looks to the door and sees Jen standing in the door way waiting for the class to leave.] Jack: Your assignment for this weekend is to find a way to say, through the conventions of poetry, what you are afraid to say. I want you guys to write about something that you're scared of. We're gonna read these things out loud on Monday to each other, so I would hope that you give the same courtesy to each other that you did not give to Mr. Whitman today. Have a good weekend. [Everyone leaves, and Jen walks in pushing a baby carriage.] Jack: Hey, hey, hey. Jen: Hi. Jack: Oh, let me see my goddaughter. Hey, gorgeous. [Jack leans down and looks into the carriage.] Jack: Oh, my god. [Laughs] She's beautiful. So are you. [They hug] Jen: Hi, sweetheart. Jack: God, it's good to see you. Jen: You, too. Mmm... Jack: ah, too long. Jen: So I just caught some of your act. Looks like Capeside finally hired a good teacher. Jack: Good teachers are just traumatized students trying to erase whatever went wrong with their own high school experience. Jen: Do you think that you could erase my memories while you're at it? Jack: That would be a lifetime in a nunnery. Jen: So, what's on your agenda tonight, huh? Jack: Well, I gotta have dinner with the sheriff, but if you want to catch a drink later? Jen: Yeah, sure. Gosh, 6 months in, you two are already an old married couple, huh? Jack: Yes, but with the added element of pretending we don't know each other every time we pass on the street. Jen: Oh, still? Jack: Yeah, what can I say? He's a paranoid, closeted freak... but he's my paranoid, closeted freak. You staying at the Potter B&B? Jen: Mm-hmm. I'll be there, awaiting your phone call. Jack: All right, let's get out of here before you make me late for my next class. Jen: Ok, sorry. Jack: It's good to see you. [Scene: Dawson's House. Dawson walks into the house carrying his bags, and looks around remembering a lot. When Gale comes running and gives him a huge hug.] Gale: Ah! You're here! Yay! Ha ha ha! Oh, look at you. You get handsome every time I see you. Dawson: Mom, I look terrible. I've aged 10 years in the past 9 months. Gale: Well, you wear it well. So, how was your flight? Dawson: Oh, it was ok. I've got 5 scenes to write by tomorrow, and the season finale sht in a week, I still don't have an ending. But...other than that... Gale: I'm just so glad you're here. Dawson: And miss my mom's wedding? Not a chance. Not a chance. [Lilly comes running down the stairs and gives Dawson another hug] Lily: Dawson! Dawson: Lily. Hey, hey, hey, you got tall! Dawson, I just got Annie Hall on DVD. Wanna watch it with me? Dawson: Sure. Go set it up. [Lilly runs off] Dawson: Annie hall? [Cut to upstairs in Dawson's room. Dawson looks around and sees a Director's chair with his name on it and a poster of his show on the wall] Dawson: Hmm. [He puts down his bags and looks around and picks up a picture of him and Joey happy together.] [Scene: The Ice House. Pacey walks over to one of the tables and stops to talk to the people sitting there.] Pacey: Greg. Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt you while you guys are eating, but thanks for coming back. It's good to see you. [Pacey looks up to see Joey come walking up to the Place. She doesn't see him and she stops one of the waiter.] Joey: Excuse me. I'm looking for Pacey Witter. [Pacey runs up from behind Joey and grabs her and picks her up in a bear hug] Pacey: Joey potter! As I live and breathe! Hi! Joey: Oh! Pacey: Good god, woman, you're heavy! Joey: Watch it, Witter. Pacey: I'm just kidding. They told me you weren't gonna be able to make it. Joey: Uh...long story. Pacey: Everybody! This is Josephine Potter, official talent alumni and quality Capeside stock, so what do you say we give her a nice warm welcome home, huh? [Cheering] Joey: Pacey, is this all yours? Pacey: Mine, the bank's, several family members. You hungry? Joey: I'm starving. Pacey: Look at you. I gotta give you another hug. God, it's good to see you! Joey: Good to see you. Pacey: It has been way too long, Jo. [They hug, and as they pull apart we see that Dawson is just walking up and sees them.] Joey: Hey. [There is some Love triangle feelings again] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Ice House. Later that evening. All of the gng have met up at the Ice house and are all sitting around a large table joking and reminiscing together] [Jack and Jen come walking up to join] Jack: Hey, hey, hey, hey! Pacey: Hey! Hey, girl! [Jen and Pacey hug] Pacey: Hey, pretty mama! Jack: Ah, come here! Dawson: What's up?! Pacey: God, it's good to see you, man! Jen: How are you?! Jack: Good. I'm great. Joey: Handsome! Pacey: Ok, in honor of this momentous occasion, open bar for everyone! [Pacey goes quickly into the bar and Jen and Joey follow.] Jack: Give it up! What's up, buddy? [Dawson and Jack hug and then join them] [Cut to later around the table] Joey: Do you remember that time I painted you in the nude? Jen: Oh, you got excited and you sprouted Jack: Oh, whoa, hey, hey! Joey: A little bit more than I bargained for. Jack: Whatever. It's all good. It wasn't meant to be. Besides, Dawson probably would eventually kll me for taking his only soul mate, right? [All of the members of ht triangle have a small uncomfortable giggle at this] Jack: Hey, what's up with Audrey, anyway? Anybody talk to her lately? Joey: Audrey's singing backup for John Mayer. She's touring Europe, and she's got some boyfriend she calls the anti-Pacey. He's totally boring and... really sweet or something. Pacey: And "really sweet," as opposed to the actual Pacey? And that from my ex-girlfriend, no less. Joey: Pacey...thank you so much for reopening this place. I did not know how much I missed it. Pacey: Maybe if your daddy hadn't brned it down in the first place, it'd still be yours Joey: Ohh, nice, Pacey. Nice. Dawson: I couldn't write this stuff if I tried. Joey: How long has it been? Pacey: Not long enough, apparently. Jen: Oh Dawson... remember when I de-virginized you? Pacey: What?! Jack: Ok. Uh, yeah, on that note, maybe we should, uh, depart. Pacey: What do you mean? You can't leave now. We're just getting to the good stuff. Jack: Yeah, I'm afraid she's gonna divulge a little too much info. Jen: Oh, my goodness. Jack: Here, I'll give you a ride. [He picks Jen up and flings her onto his shoulder] Jen: I'm sorry. Oh, no! Jack: We're out. Jen: Hey, guys, remember the time when my boyfriend knocked me up and left me to raise a baby on my own? [Awkward silence] Jack: Ok, see you at the wedding. Jen: Wait, stop. One more thing. Oh, god, you guys are the best friends I've ever had in my life. I love you so much. That is all. Good night. Jack: We'll see you. Pacey: Good night. Joey: Good night. Pacey: And on that note, get the hell out of my restaurant. I gotta clean up. [Joey and Dawson get up to leave.] Pacey: You guys need a ride? Joey: I'm gonna walk. Dawson: I can drive you. Joey: That's ok. It's right down the block. It'll sober me up. Dawson: All right. Joey: Good night, Dawson. [They hug] Joey: Pace, thank you. [Joey hugs Pacey] Pacey: A pleasure, as always, darlin'. Walk safe. Joey: I will. Bye, boys. [Joey leaves, and Dawson gives Pacey a hand cleaning up all the beer bottles on the table] Pacey: My god, that woman's amazing. Dawson: Yeah. Pacey: Man, that girl you cast on your show cannot hold a candle to her. Dawson: I know. I did nail Petey, though. That's perfect casting. Pacey: Yeah, well, he does have the certain requisite roguish charm, I guess. Dawson: Whew. Man... a lot's changed. You've changed. Pacey: Yeah, well, life happens. So, are you happy? You know, with everything that's happened, you happy? Dawson: The stock answer's a resounding yes. Anything else, I'd sound like a whiny Hollywood brat, right? Pacey: Yeah, but right now you're talking to me. Dawson: To be honest with you, I haven't given it much thought. You? Pacey: Heh. Uh... oh, you know me. I'd be miserable if I was happy. You don't have to help me do this. It's my job, remember? It's good to see you, Dawson [They hug]. Dawson: You, too. Pacey: I'll see you tomorrow at the wedding. Dawson: All right. Welcome home. [Scene: Potter B&B. Jack is changing Amy's diaper when Jen comes into the room and is taking a couple of pills. ] Jack: The last time I checked, this was not on the list of godparent job requirements. Amy: [Crying] Jack: That's ok, that's ok. Jen: You're doing just fine. Jack: Is she always this sad naked? [Jack puts the wipes away and finds a pill bottle] Jack: What's this? Jen: Oh, they're grams'. I just keep it on hand in case she forgets it. Jack: I didn't know she was still on painkillers. She looks like she's in good health. Jen: Looks can be deceiving that way. Jack: Oh, it's ok, it's ok. There you go. [He hands Amy to Jen] Jen: Mmm... Jack: you ever wonder if you could survive without her? Think you could really do this alone? Jen: I used to think I couldn't, but, uh, really, I don't feel that way anymore. It's really wonderful-- parenting. I mean, I can't program my Tivo, but I can take care of a child. Jack: You've changed the most. Out of all of us. Jen: If I have, it's not because of me. Amy changed me. I mean, I'm just along for the ride. Jack: [Sighs] What am I doing here? I mean, what sane gay man of this era goes back to a suburb? Jen: Jack... I don't think this is about Capeside. I think you're... you're frustrated with Doug. Jack: I know. I mean, I feel like I'm back in the closet, Jen. Although this time it's not in my closet. Jen: Well, you have to give him some time. Jack: Why should I? I mean, come on, it's not my fault my boyfriend lives back in the stone age. Jen: I know but he's so scared. Jack: What's there to be scared of? Jen: Of what's real. It terrifies us. All of us. And you say that I've changed. And you're right. But, I mean, I went kicking and screaming. And if you think that anything of any value in this world comes at an easier price, you're wrong. Jack: Your wise, sage superpowers have increased with motherhood. I think I might have to buy you a cape pretty soon. Jen: You can be my sidekick, hmm? My boy wonder. Jack: Anytime. [Scene: Dawson's Room. Dawson is sitting at his desk, and staring at his laptop computer screen, but cannot figure out what he wants to type. He is startled by a sound coming from outside the window and he grabs his laptop ready to use it to ht whatever comes through the window and it is Joey who falls to the floor while trying to climb through the window.] Joey: Oh! Ow! Ow. Dawson: You scared the hell out of me. Joey: That's not as easy as it once was. I think I might have broken something. Dawson: What are you doing here? Joey: Well, I was, um... walking to the B&B, and I just decided to keep walking. I haven't been home for so long and... did you know they put up a McDonald's on Hudson? We've officially been invde, Dawson. We are one Old Navy away from being destroyed. Dawson: Are you ok? Joey: Oh, yeah. I'm fine. So, I, um... I kept walking, and then... it was too late to ring the bell, and I saw the light on, so I thought, why not? Were you sleeping? Because I can leave. Dawson: No, no. I'm glad you're here. We didn't really get much alone time tonight. There's so much I want to know about you and New York and... everything. Joey: Ow. That did hurt. [Laughing] [Scene: Outside the Ice House. Pacey is locking up as the rest of the Employees have just left the building. ] Guy: See you later, boss. Pacey: Good night, guys. Woman: Good night. [He locks the door and turns to see a guy standing there] Pacey: I'm sorry, we're all closed up for the night. Man: Oh. I'm guessing you know why I'm here. Pacey: [Sighs] Well, it's a long sht, but... sleeping with your wife, maybe? Ok, well, I'll make it easy on you. I deserve it. Do your worst. [Pacey turns to see two other guys walk up, and they are both rather large men.] Pacey: Heh heh. Oh, now, look. I've been drinking a bit tonight, so you could probably take me out all by yourself. Man: Yeah, what's the fun in that? Pacey: [Sighs] [Pacey hits the first guy, and tries to run when the other two grab him, and the three of them begin beating him up.] [Scene: Dawson's Bedroom. Dawson and Joey are still there sitting down on his bed and talking to one another about how they have been spending the past few years.] Joey: Well, I met Christopher when I was assigned to proof his book. This was before I got promoted to junior editor. Dawson: Ok. Joey: And we bickered and argued so much, so we naturally started dating, and we've been fighting ever since. Dawson: Is it serious? Joey: Um... well, we're-- we're definitely... at that moment when it either is or isn't. I don't know what's gonna happen. What about you? Anything going on in L.A.? Dawson: [Sighs] I'm absolutely, 100%, intensely committed to my show... and nothing else. Joey: Well... that's today. It's not always gonna be like that, Dawson. Dawson: I... I'm not complaining. But... sometimes I feel like... what am I doing? You know, I wanted to be Spielberg. Joey: Dreams aren't perfect, Dawson. They come true, not free. Dawson: Nicely put. Joey: Someone famous said it. Dawson: Hmm. I'm just so tired. Joey: I'll go. I'll let you get some sleep. Dawson: No, no. I meant just tired...in general. Joey: Well, I should go anyway. It's late. We have a wedding tomorrow. Dawson: All right. I'll drive you. [He stands up and lets out a huge yawn] Dawson: [Yawning] On second thought, no, I won't. Go to sleep. Joey: What? Dawson: You know the drill. That's your side, that's mine. Lie down and go to sleep. Joey: Are you kidding me? Dawson, I can't. Dawson: Hey, you already climbed through the window. It's only fitting, wouldn't you say? No one's pining away for each other or masking their feelings. So, just sleep for sleep's sake. Joey: Works for me. We are adults. [They get in bed and try to get to their positions] Joey: Good night, Dawson. Dawson: Good night, Joey. [The camera pulls away and we see them both laying there awkwardly together] [Commercial Break] [Scene: A wedding outside. Dawson and Joey are standing as bride and groom in front of the preacher giving their vows.] Joey: We've been through so much, Dawson. So many good times and bad. When I loved you, you loved Jen. And when you loved me, I needed to be on my own. So I left you for Jack, and then he realized he was gay. Dawson: And then I convinced you to turn your dad in for trffick cocaine, and...you said you'd never speak to me again. Joey: But I did. I offered myself to you at that party after you crashed your dad's boat. Dawson: And I refused... for some reason. And so you fell for Pacey. Joey: And years passed... until finally here we are... saying, "I do." The way it should be... the only way it can be for star-crossed, ill-fated soul mates. So, I do. Dawson: I do, too. [They leaning and kiss and everyone applauds. The camera pulls back from the kiss and we wee Sam and Colby there instead of Joey and Dawson.] Dawson: Cut! [Dawson sits up in his bed waking up form the dream. He looks over at the pillow next to him, and there is a note from Joey. See You Later, Joey] [Scene: Outside along the waterfront. Doug and Jack are jogging together and are coming up to their place, and they begins to walk together to cool off before going inside] Doug: Hey, I booked us a room for next weekend at Stonybrook lodge. You know, I figured we could do a little hiking, some mountain biking, and, you know, other various activities. Don't look so excited. Jack: I--I mean, you know, do you think that's what we need right now, another weekend away from Capeside? Doug: Oh, I'm sorry I made the mistake of planning something nice for us. Jack: No, I appreciate it. I do. You know, it's just, I'd like it a little bit better if we were hanging out here. Doug: Look, you knew when we started seeing each other that I wasn't ready for all of Capeside to know my business. Jack: Doug, that was 6 months ago. You know, we do live in a post Will & Grace world. I mean, do you really think people still care who you sleep with? Doug: Yeah. Yeah, I do. Jack: Why do you even care what anybody thinks, anyway? I mean, your family knows. They have no problem with it. Pacey, he couldn't be happier. Doug: That's because Pacey gets the last laugh. Jack: No, it's because Pacey loves you, and so do I. Doug, this really sucks that we have to go through this. I mean, how many weekends away are we gonna have to go on before we can be together like a normal couple? It's like we're having some kind of affair, yet neither one of us are even married. Doug: Not all of us were fg at 15, Jack. It's not so easy for some of us. Jack: I--I can't even believe you just said that. Doug: I'm--I'm sorry. I didn't Jack: No, you're not. You know what the difference is between you and me, Doug? You were a fg at 15. You just haven't stopped hating yourself for it. [Scene: The reception after Gale's wedding. Gale and her new husband are cutting the wedding cake. Dawson goes up to her and gives her a hug after she cuts the first slice. ] Dawson: I'm so happy for you. And dad would be, too. Gale: Thanks, honey. [Cut to later. Pacey walking along, and sees the married woman, and she turns and sees him and mouths You and me later to him. He walks on, and sees Jen and goes over to her, and she is taking another couple of pills.] Pacey: Hey... Jen: Oop! Pacey: What you taking? Jen: Oh, you caught me. I'm medicating. I'm an anxiety-ridden mother. They help. [He hands her his wine so she can wash down the pill] Jen: Thank you. Pacey: You, uh...mind sharing? 'Cause I could really use it today. [He takes off his sunglasses to show the nice shiner he has] Jen: Oh, no. Pacey: Oh, yes. [HE looks over and sees the woman who is looking over at him still] Pacey: Oh... [Cut to later and Pacey and Joey are dancing together.] Joey: So, are you gonna tell me how you got that shiner, or am I gonna have to assume that you bat up the priest before the ceremony? Pacey: Let's just say that mistakes were made. Joey: What's going on, Pace? Pacey: What's going on? What's going on is that I forget how much fun I have when I'm with you, and it's really, really nice to be reminded. [Jen and Dawson who are dancing together come over to join them] Jen: Hey. Let's switch. Dawson won't let me lead. Pacey: Ok. [The switch partners] Dawson: Hey. Joey: Hey. Dawson: You left in a hurry this morning. Joey: Yeah. Well, I had to get ready. Plus you were snoring, plus... the whole deja vu thing was kind of hard to take. I mean, it was kind of like an acid flashback without all the colors and stuff. I mean, I guess. Not like I've actually ever done acid. Dawson: I'm glad you're nervous, too. Joey: What do you mean? Dawson: You ramble when you're nervous. Joey: Is this "rag on Joey Potter day"? Dawson: I like that you ramble when you're nervous. I like that I know that you ramble when you're nervous. I like that I still make you nervous. [Jen and Pacey come over again] Jen: [Laughing] Pacey's stepping on my toes. Will you take him back, please? [They trade partners again] Pacey: It's a conspiracy. New shoes, I think. Joey: New shoes. Pacey: Must be the new shoes. [Joey and Pacey dance together and Joey notices the woman staring at Pacey.] Joey: Ahem. Pacey, I think we may have an audience. Pacey: Oh, boy... Joey: Nice to see some things never change. Still breaking hearts? Pacey: Yeah. Her heart, my jaw. Joey: It's all starting to make sense. Pacey: Do you want to help me out here? Joey: How? [He dips her and gives her a deep kiss.] Pacey: Thanks. [The woman storms off. Jen and Dawson are dancing together when Jen collapses to the ground, out cold.] Dawson: Whoa, whoa, Jen! We were dancing. She just collapsed. Jack: Jen! Grams: My god. Somebody get her bag. She needs her pills. Pacey: I just saw her take one. Grams: Oh. Dear lord, this should not be happening. Jack: What's going on? Grams: Hurry up, get an ambulance. Dawson: Ok. What's wrong with her? Grams: For god's sake, hurry up. She needs to go to the hospital now! Jack: Grams, what the hell is going on? Grams: She is sick. Jack: What do you mean, sick? She was fine. Grams: She's not fine. She's very sick. It's her heart. Oh, dear god. My baby Jen. Oh, Jen. Ooh. [Commercial Break] [Scene: The hospital waiting room. Dawson is pacing worriedly as the rest are sitting in their chairs uncomfortably. While the doctors are in looking at Jen, and she is still unconscious.] Dawson: It's been hours. Why won't they talk to us? [He finally takes a seat with the rest of them] Dawson: What's going on? Grams: Well, they're monitoring her. Her vitals have been compromised. And, uh, they need to confer with her New York doctors before they can tell us anything. Joey: What's wrong with her? You know, don't you? Grams: It's a small problem, really. It's--it's been there all along. We just didn't notice it until the pregnancy. There's an abnormality in her heart, which is why she fainted. It's nothing serious, really. I mean, she'll be more embarrassed than anything else when she wakes up. Joey: Really? Grams: Yes, really. [The doctor comes over] Doctor: Excuse me Mrs. Ryan. [Grams goes over to talk to the doctor] Joey: Jack, did you know anything about this? Jack: No. Pacey: What is a heart abnormality? Is that like a murmur or something? 'Cause I don't mean to be an alarmist, but that sounds serious to me. [Grams comes back to talk to them.] Grams: All right. She's sab. She fainted from a palpitation caused by her medication. We won't know anything more for now. Um, so there's nothing much else to be done... at the moment. Look, I really think you should all just go home and rest. It's been...dramatic, and I--I... please, just-- just go now. Dawson: Is she gonna be ok? Grams: Of course she's gonna be all right. Her mother's in Europe. I, uh... I really need to-- to call and... excuse me. [Scene: Pacey's Car. Pacey is driving Dawson and Joey back to their places. Dawson is in the front seat and Joey is in the back.] Joey: I'm worried. This isn't good. Dawson: She's gonna be fine. Right? I mean, we don't know anything. Let's not jump to conclusions. Pacey: Yeah. And she's young. She's healthy. Dawson: Best thing we can do is just be ourselves-- carry on in our typical, usual, distracting... Pacey: Sordid love triangle ways. Dawson: [Laughs] Leave it up to you to say the most inappropriate thing possible. Pacey: Aw, I'm always dependable, my friend. Joey: So very not funny. [Cell phone rings] Joey: Hi, Christopher. Dawson: And the triangle becomes a square. Pacey: Well put. [Scene: The hospital. Jack is pacing in the hallway outside Jen's room. He notices, Grams and the doctor come out of the room, and begins to make his way over to them. She is crying, and he gives her a hug to comfort her. We cut to inside Jen's room. She is now conscious and Jack comes into her room to join her] Jen: Hey, you. Jack: Hey. Jen: What are you doing here? It's late. Doesn't this hospital have visitation hours? Jack: I, uh... flirted with a nurse. I can be quite charming when I want to be. Jen: What happens when she finds out you're gay? Jack: It's a male nurse. Jen: Cute? Jack: Look, Jen... I would love nothing more than to engage in our patented, meaningless, good-humored Jack-Jen fg-hag banter, but... first I was kinda wondering, I mean, since you're lying here in this hospital bed and you're hooked up to all these machines... how come? How come you didn't tell me, 'cause I thought I was your best friend? Jen: Because I didn't want you to be worried. I was already worrying enough. Because I thought that if I pretended it didn't exist, it would just go away. Because I like it. I like our... patented, meaningless fg-hag banter, and 'cause I was scared if I said it out loud, it would be true, because I was just-- I was just scared. 'Cause I was an idiot. Jack: You are an idiot. I--I could've handled it. I could've helped you handle it. Jen: Well, you will help me handle it. I need you. Jack: Jen, straight up. How bad is it? Jen: Decreased left ventricular-systolic function. It's a whole blood-not-pumping-right to my heart. And it's causing a lot of problems in my lungs. It's called pulmonary congestion. Jack: All right, so what do we do about it? I mean, what, surgery? Treatment? What? Jen: Nothing. I have been doing everything. And at first, the odds were good. But... you know me and odds. Jack: Jen, there's gotta be something we can do. I mean, what about a specialist? Jen: I've been there, repeatedly. I'm so sorry laying this all on you like this. I really thought that I'd make it to Capeside and back in one piece. Yeah. Yeah. Been trying to get ok with this, but I can't do it alone anymore. 'Cause I am gonna die, Jack. And like everything else in my life, I don't really know how to do that. But I'd like to not screw up. I'd like it to be something that I get right for once. Jack: I'm here. I will do anything that you want me to do. Jen: Right now... I want you to get in bed with me and tell me all about this cute nurse and make me forget everything that I just told you. Jack: Yeah. Jen: Come here. Yeah. Come here. It's ok. Now tell. Jack: [Crying] His name's Max. Jen: Mm... I like max. Jack: He has a goatee. Jen: Hmm. We could work on that. [Scene: A montage of scenes before the commercial. First Pacey sitting along drinking a beer outside his restaurant, when he sees Jack come walking up, and they hug as Jack tells Pacey. Cut to the Potter B&B. Joey is sitting with her head on Jack's shoulder and Bessie is sitting with them on the couch as he tells them about Jen. Cut to Dawson hanging up the phone after Jack has told him. Gale and Lily are standing in the next room looking reassuringly at him. Cut to a Jen, Grams and Amy sitting together in the hospital bed. Cut to Dawson opening his door to find Joey outside. They silently grab one another in a deep heart felt hug, and never release one another. Camera fade to black.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x23 - All Good Things..."}	foreverdreaming
Series Finale (Part 2 of 2) Episode 624 - ...Must Come to an End In this episode: A joyous reunion turns to heartbreak at the creek - Five years have passed and everyone is reunited in Capeside for a special wedding, but the happy reunion is cut short after the group learns that one of their own has been harboring a heartbreaking secret. Since they were last together, Dawson has been living in Los Angeles producing his autobiographical television series ‘The Creek, but has never forgotten the love of his life; Joey is a successful book editor living in New York with her boyfriend but comes home to realize she still loves her childhood sweethearts; Pacey is the owner of the new Ice House and still carries a torch for Joey, although he continues his pattern of getting into trouble with older women, including his newest conquest; Jen is a single mom living with Grams and managing an art gallery in Soho; and Jack is a teacher at Capeside High and has fallen in love with a secretly gay man. Original Airdate: May 14, 2002 [Scene: The hallway outside Jen's Hospital room. Jack comes out to join Pacey, Joey, Dawson and Grams. They are all worriedly pacing and waiting.] Jack: Ok, here's the deal. She knows that you know, but she's got a few requests. No maudlin soap opera theatrics. She wants the room drama-free and full of laughter. No tears. In fact, she's instructed me to bar anyone from the hospital that cries. Joey: I can't promise that. Dawson: Who could? Jack: Then you leave. Jen's rules. Grams: It's what she wants, children. Just do the best you can. Dawson: Do we all go in together? Jack: Uh, not at first. I think we should ease into this. So why don't we try one at a time? Joey: This isn't happening. I can't believe this is happening. Jack: Who wants to go first? [No body jumps at the opportunity, and finally Pacey speaks up.] Pacey: [Chuckles] Send in the clown, huh? [Scene: Jen's Hospital room. Pacey knocks on the door and pokes his head inside and sees Jen sitting up on the bed. He goes in and walks over to the bed.] [Knock on door] Jen: So. So they sent you in first. Pacey: Yeah, I'm the opening act. Jen: Well, you can start off by wiping that fake smile off your face. Say something, Pacey. Pacey: Well, Jack tells me you're dying. But other than that, everything's ok, right? Jen: [Laughs] Thank you. Come here. [He goes over and gives her some flowers.] Pacey: These are for you. Jen: Oh, thank you. They're beautiful. [Scene: The waiting room. Jen, Grams, Joey and Dawson are sitting out there waiting for their turn to talk to Jen.] Joey: Are they sure? I mean, if it's her heart, can't she have a transplant? Grams: She'll never make the donor list, and with her lungs failing... [Jack looks up and sees Doug walk in carrying a bunch of flowers.] Doug: Hey. Jack: Hey. Doug: I, uh, I got these for Jen. Will you tell her that I came by? Jack: I will. [Pacey comes out and walks over to join them.] Pacey: The lady will see you now. [Scene: Jen's Hospital room. Dawson, Joey and Pacey come walking into the room, and Pacey makes is way over and sits on the end of the bed.] Dawson: Hey there. Jen: Hi. Joey: How you doing? Pacey: What's wrong with these guys? Jen: I don't know. What's wrong, guys? Is someone dying or something? Joey: It's not funny. Pacey: On the contrary, it's fatally funny. Jen: I could die laughing. Pacey: [Laughs] [Joey looks at the too of them like they are crazy.] Joey: Stop it. Jen: Come on, guys. It's funny, ok? It has to be. It has to be funny. Otherwise, I'm gonna get angry and bitter, and I don't want to. Pacey: She gets very crabby on her deathbed. [Scene: The Potter B&B. Joey is sitting at the table, when Bessie walks into the room. ] Bessie: How is she? Joey: More brave than she'll ever know. Bessie: I'm just on my way over there now. Can you keep an eye on Alexander? Joey: Yeah. [Cell phone rings] Bessie: You're avoiding. Joey: No, I'm not. Bessie: You mean that wasn't Christopher? Joey: Yes, it was him. Every time the phone rings, it's him. Bessie: I still think you owe it to that boy to call him up and tell him you've been avoiding his calls because you're too chicken to tell him it's over. Joey: I'm not too chicken to tell him that it's over. I'm just-- I'm not sure if it's over. Bessie: You're still in love with your ex-boyfriend. Joey: I am not still in love with my ex-boyfriend. Bessie: No, you're still in love with your ex-boyfriends, plural. Joey: Bessie, that is ridiculous. Bessie: Come on, dial the number. I'll hold your hand. Go. [Bessie hands Joey the phone.] Joey: I hate you. Bessie: You're welcome. [Scene: The New Icehouse. Joey comes walking up to the place just as Pacey is closing up, and he turns and sees her before locking the door.] Pacey: Hi. Joey: Hey. I was walking around in a fog and... realized I hadn't eaten today. Pacey: Well, you've come to the right place. [Cut to inside the kitchen. Pacey is cooking some food while Joey is sitting on the counter next to him] Pacey: Mmm. Try that. Joey: Mmm. Pacey: Yeah? Joey: Yep. No suit and tie for you. This is definitely your calling. Pacey: The man in the apron who's rooted-- who's cemented into Capeside. Joey: Pace, what's with the life ennui? Pacey: Well, come on, Dawson went off and conquered Hollywood, you ran away to Paris and New York, and I... Joey: Well, I didn't run. I flew--coach. Pacey: [Laughs] Regardless. I left this town for, what, a total of 2 years in my entire life? Joey: Yeah, but, Pacey, you have a restaurant. It's what you love. Pacey: Why couldn't I have a restaurant in Hollywood or New York? Joey: Pacey, don't be so hard on yourself. I mean, I know that with everything that's going on right now, it's hard not to be, but...come on. You've really got it going on. You have a great life here. Pacey: Yeah. [Slides Knfe across cutting board] Pacey: I just wish that I could feel that. Joey: You don't? Pacey: Well, I didn't... until you came breezing through my door again. Joey: Uh-oh. Pacey: [Laughs] There's no need to bolt. I'm just saying thank you. You reminded me of what I'm capable of feeling. It's like I was... walking around seeing my life through a smudged window, and then I saw you and the smudges were gone. The window was clean. Joey: Eloquent. Pacey: Well, I try. [She throws some noodles at him.] Pacey: Hey! Hey! [He throws noodles back at her and a big food fight begins] Pacey: In my-- in my kitchen, I'm the only one who throws anything. I want you to think very carefully about the next thing that you do. [She eats some noodles] Joey: [Humming] Pacey: [Chuckles] [They get close almost ready to kiss Pacey: And here we are again. What is it between the two of us? Joey: Are you bringing us down? Because you know what? I have enough frequent flyer miles to get a nonstop out of here. Pacey: Really? I'd hate for you to do that. You know, I would never bring you down, because I just want you to be [He grabs some noodle and throws them down her shirt.] Joey: [Gasps] Pacey: What are you gonna eat? That's your dinner. Joey: Pacey, is this ok? Should we be laughing like this? Pacey: I would say at a time like this, yes, now more than ever [Commercial Break] [Scene: Jen's hospital room. Jen is lying there in bed, talking to Joey who is walking around the bed and takes a seat in a chair next to Jen's bed and is helping her put on some makeup.] Jen: So, what, so that was it? So no begging and pleading? Joey: Well, there was a lot of pausing and heavy silence, and he did his whole "uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh thing." Jen: No big...suicidal "I can't live without you" speech? I mean, I thought that this guy was a brooding writer. Joey: He mumbled something about "love is so short, forgetting is so long." Jen: Oh, my god. That's beautiful. Joey: He stole it. Pablo Neruda, 20 love poems and a song of despair, published in hardback, 1924. Jen: Joey, Joey, Joey. What am I going to do with you? You're constantly getting into these situations where you jump in with your heart, and then you have to jump out with your head. Your heart and your head have just been in constant conflict with each other. Joey: Well, that's because there's nothing else to be conflicted about. I am all out of conflict. I have been for years. Jen: Well, if you ever want to be reminded of it, you can just watch Dawson's show. What about that girl that they cast as me? Ohh. I've often thought about getting a lawyer and suing his ass. Joey: Well, at least you get to have sex. All I do is mope around and pine after Petey, then Colby, then Colby, then Petey. Jen: [Laughs] Well, you never could make a decision. Joey: You know, that's where he got it all wrong. I mean, the eternal triangle, it's based on actual events. It's not about Sam choosing between Colby and Petey. It never was. It's about... Sam making a decision with herself. Jen: Can we just use the real names here? There's no need to protect the guilty in this room. Joey: It's just sad that it took a TV show to make me see it. Jen: What? See what? I'm incredibly interested in all of this. Joey: The only decision left is the one that I need to make with myself-- to stop running... once and for all. I mean, I know who I'm supposed to be with. I've always known. Jen: Really? Joey: Yeah, but then the fear takes over, the free-floating, anxiety-ridden fear in the pit of my stomach that makes me run. Jen, I am completely comfortable running. I really don't know any other way. Jen: Maybe I can help. [Clears throat] What if I demand that you make that decision? No more running. I'm going to make it my dying wish. My death will serve a greater purpose. It's your ultimate motivator. Joey: Jen. Jen: Hey. Just for the record here, because I feel like I'm a little bit out of the loop on this, who is it that you've always known that you were meant to be with? Is it Colby or is it Petey? [Knock on door] Joey: It [Dawson comes walking into the room with a wheel chair.] Dawson: hey, Jo. I've come to kidnap Jen, that is, if you're ready. Jen: Ready and waiting. Get me out of this bed. [Scene: Outside in the Ruins, which has now become a public park. Dawson is setting up his camera, while Jen is sitting in the wheelchair next to the water. Dawson is uncomfortable, and you can tell he is doing this for Jen.] Jen: It's beautiful today, isn't it? Mmm. How the sun just affects every breathing thing. I mean, you can really see it. Dawson: Ok, Mrs. Dalloway. Jen: [Chuckles] Thank god your humor has returned. Dawson: You sure you want to do this? Jen: Absolutely. [Clears throat] You? Dawson: 100% sure... I don't. But I don't think you're gonna let me out of it, so... Jen: I'll be quick. I promise. You can turn it on. [He begins filming] Jen: Hi, Amy, it's mom. Well, by the time you see this, I won't be here anymore, and I know how much that sucks, for both of us. So seeing as how I won't be around to thoroughly annoy you, I thought I would give you a little list of the things that I wish for you. Well, there's the obvious. An education. Family. Friends. And a life that is full of the unexpected. Be sure to make mistakes. Make a lot of them, because there's no better way to learn and to grow, all right? And, um, I want you to spend a lot of time at the ocean, because the ocean forces you to dream, and I insist that you, my girl, be a dreamer. God. I've never really believed in god. In fact, I've spent a lot of time and energy trying to disprove that god exists. But I hope that you are able to believe in god, because the thing that I've come to realize, sweetheart... is that it just doesn't matter if god exists or not. The important thing is for you to believe in something, because I promise you that that belief will keep you warm at night, and I want you to feel safe always. And then there's love. I want you to love to the tips of your fingers, and when you find that love, wherever you find it, whoever you choose, don't run away from it. But you don't have to chase after it either. You just be patient, and it'll come to you, I promise, and when you least expect it, like you, like spending the best year of my life with the sweetest and the smartest and the most beautiful baby girl in the world. You don't be afraid, sweetheart. And remember, to love is to live. [Scene: Jen's Hospital room. Jen is sitting in the bed, while Pacey is setting up a VCR, and putting a tape into it.] Pacey: Dawson still doesn't know I borrowed this. Jen: You mean stole? Pacey: No, I mean borrowed. You don't steal from friends. Jen: When did you borrow this? Pacey: Uh, in 1998, right after he sht it. Jen: Oh. Ha ha. [Slow-tempo rock ballad playing Alanys Morressettes One hand in my pocket.] [The TV displays the tape which has scenes from the very early episodes, and the full sh*ts used in the opening credits in the first year. Mainly the Initial four of them hanging out and having fun together.] Jen: Oh, god, we're so gawky. Pacey: Well... you anyway. Jen: Yeah. Jet was such a long time ago. Pacey: [Sighs] Yes, it was. Jen: I recognize a Joey trance when I see it. Pacey: [Laughs] It is definitely nice to have her back around again. Jen: Do you feel the sparks? Pacey: Well, you can never really deny the sparks between the two of us. When she's around, I just feel more... I feel more alive. Jen: Mm... Pacey: I think people underestimate how important that is. Jen: I think they overestimate it, too. I mean, as much as you want to, you can't rely on someone else to make you feel alive. It's an inside job. Pacey: True. Jen: So, do you plan on borrowing her or stealing her from your best friend? Pacey: Well, I'm hoping that it's a little different now and maybe we've moved beyond that. Jen: I just want the 3 of you to stay friends... and I hope you stay in touch. Never forget what you mean to each other and the effect that you've had on each other's lives. So friendship can really never be over or underestimated. [Breathes deeply, sniffles] Oh, god, I hate this. I'm so angry. I'm so angry. I don't want to do this. I don't want to... die. I hate this. Remind me to never do it again. It's not funny. I'm losing my sense of humor here, Pace. I don't want to leave my daughter. I don't want to leave her alone. Pacey: We will not leave your daughter alone I promise you that. Saturday night has me and Amy's name written all over it, ok? We will take care of your baby. I promise you. Oh, my god. [They Hug] [Commercial Break] [Scene: The Ruins. Dawson is sitting in a there alone thinking, when Joey comes over and sits on the bench next to him.] Joey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Joey: How'd it go? Dawson: Well, you know that list of hardest things to live through? You just got bumped again. Ah. I'm so out of touch, Jo. I've... I've wasted so much time living in my little Hollywood bubble even now, my mind's on my work. I hate to admit that. Show's calling every 5 seconds. The network wants a script, which I haven't finished yet, because I don't know how. I don't have an ending. I can't even think straight enough to write one. Joey: Dawson, this is a time of extreme stress. Dawson: It's not just that. When I saw Jen for the first time the other with Amy my first thought was, when did Jen have a baby? I forgot Jen had a baby. I forgot I knew that. What-- what's wrong with me? Joey: You cannot feel guilty about that, Dawson. My office is calling every 5 seconds. It's--it's called life, and we just have to deal. Deal with Dawson: With what, though? It's not Shakespeare. I'm not writing Schindler's list. I don't even know why I care so much. I'm no Spielberg. The guy won't even take a meeting with me. Would he? Joey: Stop it. Dawson: She's dying. Jo, she's gonna die, and all I can think about is some frickin' ending to some stupid TV show. I keep thinking there's gonna be time for the rest of it, but it--it--it runs out. Joey: Yes, it does. Dawson: Nothing in my life feels real anymore. I've lost touch with my family, my friends, you... and you and me together is the only thing that ever made sense to me, and I forgot that... until I saw you, and then it came back, what we were, and we're not even together. Joey: Do you not watch the Creek? We're together every Wednesday at 8:00. Dawson, you wrote a show about us. Dawson: And that's the problem. I've turned my entire life into fiction. It's not even real life that I'm living anymore. Joey: It is real, in the best way possible. Dawson, do you know how lucky you are? You're a writer. You get to live life twice. Who else can do that? [Scene: Jen's Hospital room. Jen is sitting on her bed, with Amy in her arms, looking over a paper, while Jack is sitting in a chair next ot her bed looking over some papers of his own.] Jen: I like this one. Definitely an "A." Jack: Oh, yeah. I thought it was a little pedestrian, rushed. I think, uh, Cynthia here is capable of much more. Jen: Oh, gosh. Well, we're all capable of more, Jack. Jack: Hey, you want to sit? You want to go in your chair? Jen: Yeah, thanks. [Jack picks Amy up and puts her in her child seat] Jen: Hey. Jack: Wanna go in your thingy? Here. Amy: Mama. Jack: Ohh. Speaking of capability... can I bring up the as yet unspoken subject of Amy here? Jen: Bad segue, English teacher. I think you can do better. Jack: Jen, come on. This is tough. Jen: I don't want you to feel pressure, Jack. Jack: I am her godfather. Jen: I think that when most people sign up for godparent duties, they don't imagine that it could ever extend beyond a few baby-sits. Jack: Jen, I want her. I want her, but I don't know what you and Grams have discussed. Jen: Grams is aware of the reality of the situation, with her health and all... and we both think that you would make an excellent father. One request. Can you please help Amy find a place to be? I feel like I never really quite fit. Jack: Which is why we're us. Jen: I know. I mean, from the second that I stepped out of that cab and onto the creek, I--I was the instigator, you know? The girl who caused problems and rocked the creek and upset the delicate emotional balance of Capeside, and--and I don't want Amy to be that person. I want her to belong. I feel like I never really did. Jack: Jen, you belong. You belong to me. Don't you get it? [Sniffles] You're my soul mate. [Tears flow from the both of them] Jack: Amy's gonna know love. Every day of her life, she is gonna know how much her mother loved her. I'm gonna see to that. Ok? [Scene: The hospital waiting Room. Joey and Pacey are sitting together waiting. Joey is resting her head on Pacey's shoulder, and they are holding hands. Else where Gale and Dawson are sitting together watching Lily and Alexander color in coloring books. Elsewhere Grams and Amy are playing with a toy. Bessie comes walking over with some food. We keep cutting to later times with all of them passing the time together.] [Scene: Jen's hospital room. Grams is sleeping in a chair in Jen's room. Jen looks over at her, and smiles, and then slowly rolls her head back and slowly closer her eyes. Grams wakes up and goes over and realizes that she has passed away. Grams looks peacefully at Jen, and kisses her on the forehead. A look of sadness mixed with relief crosses her face.] Grams: I'll see you soon, child. Soon. [Commercial Break ] [Scene: The New Icehouse. The Funeral gathering is there, and the place is packed with the grievers. Cut from scene to scene of all the cast trying to console one another. We see Jack and Amy at one table playing together, and slowly pan to Pacey and Doug sitting together, and Doug is watching them.] Pacey: You should go talk to him. Doug: [Clears throat] Now's not the time. Pacey: Ok, fair enough. Just remember that saying's not worth much today. [Pacey leaves Doug and goes over to join Amy, Jack and Grams.] Pacey: Hey. [Scene: Ice House Kitchen. Pacey goes in to the kitchen and sees Joey looking around] Pacey: Hey. Joey: I'm looking for some serving spoons. Pacey: They're in the bin at the end. Joey: Well, how you doing? You ok? Pacey: Yeah. Yeah, I really am ok. Joey: What's going on in that head of yours? Pacey: You're off the hook. Joey: What? Pacey: You're off the hook. I've never really put much faith in all that "if you love someone, set them free" crap, as evidenced by everything I've done in my life up to this very moment, but I am determined to be happy, Joey. Happy in this life. And I love you. I mean, I always-- I have always, always loved you. But our timing has just never been right. And the way I figure it, time is no man's friend. So I have to get right with that and be happy, now. Because this is it. I mean, this is all that we get. If there's one thing I've learned from losing Jen, that's what I've learned. Joey: Pacey, I Pacey: Actually, um, hold on. I'm not done yet. Because I also want for you to be happy. It's really important for me that you be happy. So I want you to be with someone, whether it be Dawson or New York guy or some man that you haven't even met yet. But I want you to be with someone who can be a part of the life that you want for yourself. I want you to be with someone who makes you feel like I feel when I'm with you. So, I guess the point to this long run-on sentence that's been the last 10 years of our lives is just that the simple act of being in love with you is enough for me. So you're off the hook. Joey: You know, for the record, I-- [Sniffles] I don't want to be let off the hook. Because everything in my life that I've done has led me here... right now, and the last thing I want, need, or deserve is to be let off somebody's hook. Pacey: Please don't miss my point here 'cause Joey: And don't miss mine. Pacey... I love you. You know that. And it's very real. It's so real that it's kept me moving, mostly running from it, never ready for it. And I love Dawson. He's my soul mate. He's tied to my childhood, and it's a love that is pure and eternally innocent. I can't be let off the hook because I might just get the notion that it's ok to keep running. Pacey: So then, what exactly are you saying here? [Gales comes in and interrupts them] Gale: Oh, Pacey, there you are. Um, we need plates. [Pacey hands her some plates] Gale: You are so sweet to open up your place like this. I love you both. [Gale leaves them alone again] Pacey: Ok, uh... I think you were maybe just about to say something really important. Joey: Pacey... I realize... [Bessie comes in this time and interrupts them.] Bessie: Joey, give me a hand. Here, grab this tray. Here. [Bessie hands Joey a tray of food.] Bessie: How you doing, Pacey? Pacey: I'm good, Bess. I'm good, thanks. [Scene: The beach front Jack is sitting in the sand staring out into the water alone, when Doug comes walking over to join him.] Doug: Grams said you were here. Just thinking? Jack: Capeside's favorite pastime. Doug: What about? Jack: Moving. Doug: Moving? Where? Jack: I don't know. Boston, New York. Doug: Why? Jack: Amy. Doug: Jack, you can't do that. Jack: Yes, I can. How many gay parents do you know in Capeside? Doug: So? How many gay teachers were there before you came back? How many gay sheriffs are there, for that matter? Jack: Last time I checked, none. I'm tired of being first, Doug. Half my life has been about re-educating this community. What do I have to show for it? Doug: You think there are prizes for inspiring people? Jack: I don't want to inspire people anymore. All I want to do is give Amy a normal existence, and she's not gonna get that here. She's gonna have the same childhood that I did. Only instead of being the only gay kid, she's gonna be the only kid with a gay parent. I don't want that. Doug: You're gonna be a gay parent no matter where you are. And, yeah, Amy is gonna face rejection. That's what it means to be a teenager. Jack: I just want to be a good parent, Doug. I have to be. Doug: Hey... Jack... being a good parent means knowing that your child is bound to fall down. You just have to show 'em how to get back up. Jack: What do you know about parenting? Doug: Not much. I'm hoping to learn quickly. Jack: That's a sweet gesture, but, no, thank you. Doug: It's not a gesture. Jack: Yes, it is. With everything that we've been through, I'll be damned if we're gonna get back together over your sense of... obligation, or worse, pity. Doug: Screw pity. I love you. I love you, Jack. I love that you're the bravest person I know... the kindest. I love that no matter what you do, your life is gonna stand out. I want to stand out with you... and your daughter. [Sighs] If you'll let me. [Doug kisses Jack, and an elderly couple come walking down the beach and notice them, and Jack stops Doug for a minute.] Jack: Uh... Doug: What? Jack: It's the Dudleys. Right there. Doug: Evening, Mr. And Mrs. Dudley. I was just, uh... kissing my boyfriend. Jack: That's sweet, dear. [Both laughing] [Scene: Dawson's Back Yard. Dawson is sitting at the picnic table trying to figure the ending of his final episode of the season. He hears the sound of a c ar door and looks back in time to see the moment that Jen first arrived in Capeside. The scene fades to Lily and Alexander playing together in the back yard. He looks back over the creek, and sees when Joey comes walking up to join him from his pier.] Dawson: Hey. Joey: How ya doing? Dawson: Surviving. You? Joey: It's been a long day. Dawson: Yeah. Joey: Are you writing? Dawson: No. The curse of an unwritten ending. Joey: Oh. Make it a happy one, please. I can't take any more sad ones. Stay away from the life and death of it all. Dawson: It's interesting how people use that expression-- life and death. As if to imply that life is the opposite of death, but birth is the opposite of death. Life... has no opposite. Joey: I never thought of it that way. Dawson: Well, leave it to me to over think it. Joey: You are the writer. Dawson: Yeah. This writer has decided it doesn't matter how it ends... because fiction is fiction, and for the first time, in a long time... [Sighs] My life is real. It doesn't matter who ends up with who. Because in some unearthly way... it's always gonna be you and me. Joey: Soul mates. Dawson: What we have goes beyond friendship, beyond lovers. It's forever. Joey: [Softly] Yes, it is. I love you, Dawson. Dawson: I love you, too, Joey. [The hear giggling and they turn around to see Lilly up in Dawson's room, and Alexander at the bottom of the ladder.] Lily: Come on, Alexander! Come on! Only a few more steps! You can do it! Joey: [Laughs] You and me, always. Dawson: Always. [Scene: The set of Colby's Room. Colby and Sam are acting out the final scene from the season one finale where Joey and Dawson kiss in his room at the final scene.] Sam: I can't take it anymore, Colby. I don't want to wait for my life to be over. I want to know right now. What will it be? [They kiss] Colby: You and me. Always. [Scene: Joey's apartment. The camera pulls off of the camera over to Joey who turns off the TV after seeing Executive Producer Dawson Leery] Joey: That was perfect. Absolutely perfect. [The camera pans out, and we see Pacey sitting there next to her. She looks over and there is a tear in his eye.] Joey: Are those tears? Are you crying? Pacey: [Sighs] He got me. He got me. Joey: [Laughs] Let's call him. [Scene: Dawson's Office. Dawson is sitting at his desk looking over some paperwork, when his assistant walks in carrying a clip board. You can tell it is late and no one else is around.] Assistant: [Sighs] Well, I'm taking off. You should get out of here, too. You have a meeting first thing in the A.M. Dawson: Got it. [Telephone rings] Dawson: No, no, no. Get out of here. Assistant: Thanks. [Dawson answers the phone] Dawson: Yeah? Pacey: Hey, it's us. Joey: It was great! Fantastic! It was so sweet. Pacey: You got Joey crying like a baby. Joey: [Laughs] I can't wait till next season. Dawson: You'll never guess who I'm meeting tomorrow. Joey: Spielberg? Pacey: Spielberg? Get out of town! Who made you a big Hollywood player, man? Joey: Oh, my god! What are you gonna say? What are you gonna wear? Dawson: I have no idea. [Fade to Black for the final time ]	{"type": "series", "show": "Dawson's Creek", "episode": "06x24 - ...Must Come to an End"}	foreverdreaming
[The Nelson House - Emma’s room.] (Emma (a blond girl of about 12) is sitting at her computer with her best friend Manny (a brunette girl of about 12)) Emma: Read it again Manny. Manny: Again? I’ve read it six times. Emma: Just one more time. Please Manny: Ok. “Emma, you saved my heart and my project. If we protect the wildlife refuge, I owe it all to you. Love you, Jordan.” Emma. Love you. Love you. (They both squeal) Let me see his picture again. (She scrolls down the screen on the computer and we see a cute brunette boy in several pictures) He gets cuter every time we see his face. Manny: Is that possible? Emma: Hey Manny. Don’t wreck that. I want Caitlin to autograph it. (We see a magazine with a blond woman on the cover, who must be Caitlin) [The Nelsons’ House Downstairs] (We see a photograph, which must be of Emma + her mom when Emma was little. The camera moves up and we see her mom put it in a box.) Spike (Emma’s mom’s nickname): Emma! Ready to go? Emma: Just a minute. Spike: We don’t have a minute. J.T.’s waiting for us. (Emma minimizes her e-mail from Jordan. She is trying to close it. Her and Manny get nervous. Emma’s mom enters the room.) [Emma’s Room] Spike: Em, your room’s a disaster. I thought you were going to clean it up. Emma: I will. Spike: And turn off that computer. Emma: I was just showing Manny your reunion website. (Emma brings up the reunion site. Spike takes the mouse and clicks on pictures of her and her classmates when they were at Degrassi.) Spike: (stops on a picture of a girl) I always knew she’d made it big. (Keeps going and stops on a picture of herself with blond Mohawk hair) How’s that for a hair-do? Could I have been any cooler? Emma: Uh, yeah. Spike: My ten year reunion. Wow. It’s gonna be great seeing everyone again. I’m getting as bad as you guys. Come on, let’s go (as she leaves, she takes the hat off Manny’s head) Manny: (to Spike) That’s some pretty cool stuff you collected for the reunion. Spike: Thanks. Emma now! (Emma gets up to leave and sees she has a new e-mail) Emma! (Emma leaves) Theme song [Degrassi Community School] Spike: Thanks for dropping these off. Manny: No problem Miss Nelson. Gives us a chance to see the school. J.T.: Don’t you think we’ll be seeing enough of it over the next year? Spike: You sure you can handle that? J.T.: I’m smug, but strong. Like bull. Emma: Speaking of bull… Spike: Thanks again, guys. And Em… Emma: Yes, I’ll clean my room. She rushed me out of the house so fast, I didn’t get a chance to read my new e-mail. I hope it’s from Jordan. ‘Cause in the last e-mail he told me that… (Walks away talking to Manny) J.T.: Guys! Help! [Inside Degrassi] Manny: That sucks about the e-mail. Emma: I know. But, Jordan e-mailed me last night too. Manny: Really? What’d he say? Emma: (closes her eyes) “I got over 6,000 names on my petition to keep the polar wildlife refuge untouched. Thanks for all your help with all this, Em, and your great idea. You're the best.” Manny: Wow. Emma: I suggested the petition, but Jordan did all the work. He’s so committed. Manny: Too bad he lives in Yellowknife. J.T.: Help! (He drops the boxes) Emma: J.T.! (Emma + Manny run to help him) (They start to pick stuff up. Emma picks up a photo of three guys, who were probably friends in a band.) Emma: People in the 80s’ were weird. [Jeremiah Motors] Joey: This car is retro meets modernism, Lucy. It’s got the zing of the past with the technology of the future. It’s even got that little bug vase that you put the flower in. It’s like, Peace man, like a hippie. Lucy: Joey, ideally I’d like a car that’s bigger than my laptop. I’ve got to move to New Mexico in this thing. Joey: This car is bigger than it looks, Lucy, trust me, okay? Why don’t we take her for a spin, we’ll drop your stuff off at Degrassi, and when we get back you’ll be begging me to make a deal. Lucy: Alright, alright. Tell me that’s not Angela. (A little girl of about five walks up to them) Joey: Yeah. Lucy: Hey, cutie, you’re practically a teenager. Joey: Can you say, “Hi Lucy”? Angela: Hi. (She waves) Lucy: Hi. (She waves back) Joey: She starts kindergarten next week, can you believe it? It’s gonna be great. She really needs to be around other people. Lucy: Speaking of needing other people, I checked the reunion website last night. You’re not confirmed. Joey: I know. I know. Lucy: Joey, we’re all really sorry your wife died, but, it’s been a year. I think that Julia would be upset if she thought you were cutting yourself off from people. Joey: Can we… uh… Why don’t I go in, get the keys and we’ll go out for a spin, okay? Angela, you wanna go for a spin? Yeah, we’re gonna sell Lucy a car. Yeah, yeah, yeah. (Goes inside with Angela) [Degrassi] Emma: I really hope you’re Mr. Simpson. Archie: I am. And you must be Emma. Wow. Wow. Wow. Spike found all of this stuff, it’s amazing. Manny: Spike? Emma: My mom’s nickname. Don’t ask. (They put the Boxes down.) Archie: (Takes the hat off J.T.) And I can see Fedora’s are making a comeback. (Puts the hat on his head) Great. Thanks a lot guys. Uh, listen, go and enjoy your last few days of freedom. J.T.: Spike? (Emma hits him) Ow! (They start to run) Archie: Hey guys, no running! No running! No running! Okay, just keep running. Don’t listen to me. Alright. [Hallway] (As they run, they ht the lockers. They stop running in front of the Media Immersion Lab.) Emma: Holy… Manny: Look at all the computers. (Manny and J.T. start to walk away, but Emma stays.) J.T.: Emma? Let’s go. Oh, I see. Gonna e-mail Jordan from here? Emma: Shut up! J.T.: (mimicking Emma) Oh, he can read into my soul. (Emma punches him) Ow. Mr. Raditich: And the jewel on the Degrassi crown, the Media Immersion Lab. Every computer here is connected to the internet via high speed telephone access. Jeff: Oh, you see Toby? Didn’t have that at your old school. J.T.; Toby? Toby: J.T.? (J. T. goes up to Toby.) J.T. and Toby: Mickey hickey wampum, Mickey hickey yeah, Mickey hickey wigwam, North Creek summer camp. J.T.: Dude, what are you doing here? Manny: I guess they’re friends. Toby: My dad moved in with his girlfriend and Degrassi was the closest school so… Mr. R.: I think we’ll let you two get reacquainted and your father and I will finish filling out the forms in my office. Jeff: So, Toby, you gonna need a… Toby: I’m gonna walk home, ok? Jeff: Cool. J.T.: Oh, sorry. Manny, Emma, this is Toby. We were at camp together. Emma: No, really? Toby: Nice to meet you Emma: Yeah. Ok, the coast is finally clear. Manny, you’re coming in with me. Manny: No, no. Emma: You two stand guard. (Emma and Manny go inside the Media Immersion Lab so Emma can check her e-mail.) Toby: So is your friend always like that? J. T.: Always. Toby: Really? (Manny runs up to the door and scares them by hitting it.) Toby: Kids. [Another part of Degrassi] (Archie is looking through photos.) [Inside a black limo. A blond woman (Caitlin Ryan) is talking on her cell phone)] Caitlin: Keith, I know you’re really overworked right now. But this weekends really, really important to me. (As she talks they show her on a magazine, then her actually talking) Come on, it's just one weekend. I want to show you off. Show us off. Please? Yeah, that’s perfect. Great. 5:00. Thanks babe. I love you too. (She closes her cell phone. When she does, we see an engagement ring on her hand, which means, Keith is her fiancé.) [Degrassi] (Caitlin gets out of the limo and enters Degrassi.) Caitlin: Thanks. (To the driver opening the car door) Driver: You’re welcome. [Inside Degrassi] Caitlin: Snake! Archie: Caitlin. Oh my… (Drops his box he’s carrying and gives her a hug) Wow. Hey. Oh wow, it’s great to see you. Caitlin: Likewise. So you’re a teacher at Degrassi. Ok, here (gives him a headband) Archie: Ok, now. This is your best memory of Degrassi? Caitlin: What? So I went through a headband phase. Come on, it was the 80s’. You were there. Archie: Speaking of the 80s’… how about this? Joey’s fedora. Caitlin: Ok. (Puts the hat on) Archie: Nice. Nice. It suits you. Caitlin: Where’s the shirt? Archie: I don’t know. I think Joey’s still wearing it, you know? [Outside Degrassi] Lucy: (Sees the limo) Oh, look at that. Why don’t you sell a car like that, Jeremiah? (Joey looks inside Degrassi. He sees her and she sees him. She walks slowly when she sees him. (You can tell that maybe they were once together)) [Media Immersion Lab] Emma: Manny, would you calm down? If we’re caught, I’ll say I forced you. Manny: Ha, ha. What? What‘d he say? Emma: Manny, Jordan’s coming here. And he wants to meet me. Tomorrow. [Degrassi entrance] Caitlin: So what’s your dinosaur’s name? Angela: Ally. Caitlin: Ally? Joey: So you’re getting married. Congratulations. Lucy: Yeah. When’s the big day? Caitlin: Sometime next year. And we haven’t narrowed it down yet, but, um, you are all invited. Archie: Great. So when do we actually get to meet Keith? Caitlin: He’s on an afternoon flight from L.A. He’s dying to meet you guys. Joey: L.A. Is he in show business? Caitlin: He’s a director. Joey: I always knew you’d meet the guy. Caitlin: Well, I guess, um, I should probably go. Uh, check into my hotel. Uh, but, Joey, the reunion. You really not gonna go? Joey: No, I’m not. Caitlin: Well, then at least come out for drinks with us tonight. Joey: I, uh… Lucy: You know what? He’d love to. We’ll both be there. Caitlin: Great. So I’ll see you guys later then. (Mr. Simpson takes the hat off her as she leaves) Lucy: By Caitlin. [Playground.] (Emma and Manny are on a tire swing.) Emma: I want to meet him. It’s just I told him I was in high school. Manny: You almost are. Jordan’s coming here. You have to meet him. It’s fate. Toby: Who’s Jordan? J.T.: Some creep Emma met on the ‘Net. I bet he lives in Scarbrough + works in a video store. I bet he’s 40 and drools. Emma: You still wet the bed and I’m friends with you. J.T.: Ha ha ha. Toby: Ok. If you’re meeting a stranger you met off of the ‘Net, that could be really dangerous. Emma: He’s not a stranger. He e-mailed me his picture. I’ve known Jordan a lot longer than I’ve known you. Manny: Guys, it’s cool. Jordan’s 16. He’s coming here on a school trip. J.T.: School trip? It’s summer. Emma: He organized it back in the spring. He got to go at the last minute. Stop making it into something it’s not. (They start spraying each other with water gn.) [The Nelson’s House - Emma house] (Spike and Caitlin are looking at the reunion website.) Caitlin: Oh my god. Wait. Wait. Go back. I wanna see that one again. Don’t try and speed past that one. Spike: (looking at Caitlin’s engagement ring) I can’t wait to meet Keith. He’s got great taste in jewelry. That’s a good sign. Caitlin: Well, thank you. Um, actually, I picked it out myself. ‘Cause, he, you know, was so busy with pre-production and all that kind of stuff, he just gave me his card and said, “Go crazy.” Spike: Can’t complain about crazy. (Emma enters with a sandwich and drink.) Emma: Why are you on my computer? Spike: Excuse me, our computer. Emma: You’re on the reunion site again? Next time can we try asking before trespassing? Spike: Next time can we be more polite to our guest? Em… Emma: Caitlin Ryan. Ryan’s Planet! Birth date: March 2nd 1972. You’re a Pisces right? Spike: And you’re a stalker. Emma: I can’t believe you’re actually here, in my really messy room. Caitlin: Don’t worry about it. Oh my god, it’s great to see you. All grown up. Spike: She wishes. So… expecting an e-mail from your boyfriend? Emma: Did you…you hacked my e-mail? Haven’t you ever heard of privacy? Spike: Relax, I couldn’t hack my way out of a paper bag. But I can tell when my daughter’s getting interested in boys. Emma: Mom. I’m not having sex. Spike: I’m gonna have fun this weekend right? Caitlin: I promise. (They leave) Bye. (Emma closes the door.) [Emma’s room - Later] Emma: Ok. We’ve gone through all the e-mail. No video store. No mention of missing teeth. Manny: J.T.’s just worried about you. Emma: J.T.’s just immature. Manny: That Toby guy seems okay. Emma: He’s fine, I guess. Yeah. Girls are so much more mature than boys. That’s why I like Jordan. I’ve never had a boyfriend so smart, so thoughtful. Manny: Em, you’ve never had a boyfriend. Emma: I know. Manny: Maybe… Emma: What? Manny: What Toby said, about meeting strangers on the ‘Net, Being dangerous… Emma: Manny I can take care of myself. You don’t need to worry so much. We’ll meet somewhere in public. Manny: Maybe you should just talk to your mom. She’s cool. She’d understand. Emma: She’s not that cool. Are you saying you don’t think I should meet Jordan? Manny: Hey! [A Bar] Keith: Teaching. It’s so noble. You know, giving back, etc. Actually, I’m, uh, working on a script about you guys, kind of a Dangerous Minds meets Footloose kind of thing. (Phone rings) Just a second. Let me take this. (On phone) Yo, Frankie. Yeah. No, I’m in Toronto. No, I haven’t seen any eskimos yet. Uh… Lucy: Caitlin, I watch your show every week. The situations you get yourself into, you’re amazingly brave. Caitlin: Brave? So what about you? Lucy: What about me? Joey: Come on, don’t be so modest. 2 years of physical therapy. Followed by an honors BA and a masters in anthropology? Spike: A Ph. D in one more year? Lucy: Guys, it’s not brave. Caitlin: Oh, yeah, you’re right. It’s just brilliant, awesome, and amazing. Lucy: It’s not even awesome, it’s just life. I survived the accident. I got off easy. Archie: Sorta like Wheels. Kills a kid. 10 years later, scot-free. Joey: (on TV) Hey! We got white ones. We got red ones We got big ones and we got small ones. I’m gonna give you a bumper to bumper warranty. That’s right. At Jeremiah motors, if you find a lower price anywhere else, I’ll give you the shirt off my back (takes off his shirt) Lucy: Joey! That’s awful! Joey: I needed a commercial, I made a commercial. Keith: Right on, man. And it makes or breaks a business. Just, just one more second. Frankie, listen, listen to me. They’re from a major. You’re not going to sign the deal on some low rent pancake house. Fix it, ok? (Hangs up phone) But, uh, Joey, next time, hire a real actor. You know, avoid this sifty used cars salesman vibe. I mean, that’s what I would do. Joey: No, thank you, Keith. Keith: No problem. That’s what they pay me the big bucks for. Archie: It’s funny, it’s classic, it’s… Everyone else: It’s Joey! Caitlin: Keith, if you had seen Joey in high school, total ham, the whole way through. I think it’s great, despite everything you’ve been through, you’re still the same old Joey. Joey: Actually, uh, I have changed. And so have you. Excuse me. Keith: So…. [Joey drinking at the bar.] (Archie comes up to him.) Archie: (To Bartender) Can we have two more of those? Thanks. Joey, were you over there right now? Joey: Yeah I know. I’m just waiting for my cab. Archie: What’s going on here? Joey: Nothing’s going on. I just knew this was a bad idea so I’m going home. Archie: Oh, Joey, come on. Joey: Snake, get off my back please. Don’t start. Archie: Cutting out the rest of the world isn’t going to bring her back. You know that, right? Joey: Will you save the psycho 101 crap for your students? I’m not a child. I don’t need you or anyone else telling me how to live my life. Archie: Joey, we’re your friends. We’re worried about you. Joey: All I get is people feeling sorry for me. Why do you think I don’t wanna go tomorrow night? It just makes me feel worse. Archie: So this has nothing to do with Caitlin? Joey: No! No it doesn’t, all right? All right, I don’t like her boyfriend. Archie: Fiancée. Joey: Whatever. And I don’t like the fact she feels sorry for me. But, I’m fine. And frankly, I’m sick and tired of everyone trying to save me. Archie: You know what? I’d look and see who feels sorry for who right now. (Archie finishes his drink and goes back to the table, leaving Joey alone. Joey looks at them, then looks away.) [The Nelsons’ House] (Emma is asleep. Lucy, Spike, and Caitlin come in, singing a song.) Girls: …everybody wants something they’ll never give up. Everybody wants something that’ll take you money and never give up. (A song) Lucy: We still know the words. God help us. Spike: Who wants a glass of champagne? Lucy: I do. Caitlin: Hey, can we spike your hair now? Oh, come on, 80s’ are back. Besides, the Go-Go’s have reunited. Come on. (While their talking, Emma is coming downstairs) Spike: Emma, we woke you up. Caitlin: Sorry, Em. Spike: We promised to be quiet. Ladies bubbly? Caitlin: Just one glass though. Keith’s waiting for me back at the hotel. Hey, Emma. How are you? It’s so good to see you. Emma: Caitlin, can I ask you something? Caitlin: Sure. Let me guess… your boyfriend? Emma: My friends don’t think I should be with him. Caitlin: Well, what do you think? I mean, do you like him? Emma: Yeah, we get along so great. Sometimes, it’s like he can read into my soul. Caitlin: Well, sometimes you just have to take a chance. Go for it. Even if your friends don’t think it’s right. Emma: Like what you do for the environment? Caitlin: Yeah, exactly. If my family had their way, I’d be working in an office right now. Somewhere on Bay Street. Oh, what an awful thought. So, is he cute? Come on, I want details. Details, details. [The kitchen.] Lucy: Hey, Spike, what do you think of Keith? Spike: Caitlin could do a lot better. (Lucy puts the hat on) Ooh, nice. [The stairs (Spike is listening to Caitlin and Emma talk)] Emma: But, how do you know? I mean, when it’s one of those times? Caitlin: Well, you know in here. (Meaning, your heart.) And it’s usually right. (Spike comes up to them.) Spike: Oops. Bonding moment? Caitlin: Oh, no. No. Just boring Emma with tales of my environmental crusades. Emma: What you said….wow. Spike: Honey, do you wanna join us for a minute? Emma: No, I’m tired. Caitlin: Good night. Spike: ‘Night, Em. So… what were you talking about? Caitlin: Wouldn’t you like to know? Oh, she’s so young. Lucy: Oh, and you’re so old. Caitlin: What? I’m practically 30. Lucy: I refuse to have biological clock. Honestly, I don’t even feel it. Spike: I wouldn’t mind going out on a date. Caitlin: Oh my god that’s the best thing about Keith. No more flirting with men in sandals over organic food and environmental chit chat. Lucy: Poor Caitlin. So many vegans, so little time. [Emma’s bedroom. She is her computer, writing Jordan an e-mail that she wants to meet him. (It says: “Dear Jordan, I am totally into meet tomorrow” - Emma] Emma: Sometimes you just… (Sends him the e-mail) go for it. END	{"type": "series", "show": "Degrassi Next Generation", "episode": "01x01 - The Pilot"}	foreverdreaming

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