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[Capeside High Hall - everyone moves about the halls in slow mo. The hall seems dark and sparse. Suddenly someone runs into the hall at the end.] Student: Everybody! Swimming pool! You've gotta see what they did to the swimming pool! (Everyone rushes towards the kid and they run into the room where the pool is. Everyone gathers on the edge laughing and pointing to what we don't see.) Joey: (to Jack who walks in with her) You don't see this everyday. (we finally see a sail boat in the middle of the pool. A dog stands on board. On the sail it says "Class of 2001") Mitch: (with an amused look) What the hell is this? Principal: That's my boat. And my dog. (kids jump in to pull the boat towards the edge.) Jack: Who could have possibly? (Dawson walks up behind laughing) Dawson: I should have thought of this. Joey: Dawson, while we do recognize you're a talented as a witty practical joker, I think this is even out of your league. Principal: (the boat reaches the edge and the dog jumps off) Chester, come here. (Chester goes to Jack) Chester? (Chester stands in front of Jack looking up at him) Do you know that dog, Mr. McPhee? Jack: No. (the dog still stands in front of him. Dawson and Joey look at him curiously. Opening credits.) [Capeside High - hall way. An announcement comes over the intercom.] Intercom: (as each name is announced, each student walks out of a classroom) Will the following students please report to Principal Preskins office immediately. Jack McPhee, Zack Festrin, Dawson Leery, Dave Bosin, and Pacey Witter. [Principal's Office - The following scene flashes back and forth among Dawson, Pacey and Jack sitting alone before Principal Peskin and Mitch.] Principal: (to Pacey) Process of elimination has made you one of the lucky three 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 though I have absolutely no idea what crime you're referring to, I'll probably take the easy way. Dawson: Are you guys accusing me of something? Mitch: You know that you're the last person that I would suspect to being responsible for a stunt like this. But you gotta also understand why we would have no choice but to bring you in. Jack: Yeah, the dog fingered me. Mitch: We're on your side, Pacey. We gotta 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 follows that you would have access to my master keys to the school. There by 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. Chester was taken some time between 10 o'clock 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. [Gram's house - Jack stands outside the screened porch knocking. He holds a small bouquet of flowers. He knocks over and over, pressing his nose against the screen.] Jack: Jen! Jen, come on. Jeeennnn!! Open the door. Jen: (walking out of the house in what is probably her pajamas) Uh. Uh. 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. (she unlocks the latch on the screen and Jack walks in) 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 yawns a yes) 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 kinds needs in order to (laughs) amend her evil ways. (continues laughing) Jen: (not amused) Jack, I think I'm more qualified to pick up trash on the highway than mold impressionable young minds. Jack: Oh, come on! Look, I need you here. Ever 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 jumping off the roof off his house into a swimming pool. Jen: Okay. All right. You've sufficiently plucked my heartstrings. I'll do it. You're a goddess. (hands her flowers) Give these to Grams when she gets back from church. Jen: Okay. Jack: Hey, I'll be back at 12:45 sharp to pick you up. Jen: Oh, where are you going? I can make eggs? Jack: I gotta… I gotta meet Drue at the hardware store. Jen: Why are you meeting Drue at the hardware store? Jack: Long story. It's a karma thing. I gotta run. [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] 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? [Capeside - Joey leans against the front of her truck while Pacey get some smoochies on.] Pacey: Where was I? Oh yes, right here. (they smooch) Joey: Hey Pace? Pacey: Mmm-hmm? Joey: You… are a push over. You gave in. Pacey: No. I'm not a push over. I just felt the need to explore my options. Joey: Pacey, for five years your brother's been nagging you about spending a day with him observing police policy 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? Joey: Besides the point… Pacey: (he kisses her neck and his words are muffled) Oh, I don't think so at all. (he sees Doug walk out of a store. Doug moves to lean against his squad car and he makes a funny face at Pacey and Joey's smoochie scene. Joey turns to see where Pacey is looking. She waves to Doug.) Well, kiss me goodbye before I hit the rough and tumble asphalt jungle. (she does) Joey: I'll pray for you, sweetheart. (Pacey rushes over to Doug's squad car) Hi Doug! Doug: Hey. Joey: Take care of this punk for me, will ya? See if you can't maybe straighten him out a little bit. Pacey: Straight isn't really a big part of Doug's vocabulary. Doug: Yeah, that's funny. Hurry up, we gotta get going. (they climb inside the car) [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] 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 NYPD Blue angle a little hard? (they don't answer) All right, in the morning, Mom gave me a ride… [Gail's Car - She is dropping Dawson off at Mr. Brooks' house.] Gail: 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: Yeah, I had them. I had them last night after I went to the movies, and before I went out, I took them… with me. I think. Gail: Whatever. Just find them before he knows they're gone. (Dawson climbs out). Dawson: Bye. Gail: Have fun. (she drives away. Mr. Brooks walks out.) Dawson: You summoned me? Brooks: I have a study where I keep my archives, all my papers. Needs to be cleaned out, sorted through. Dawson: Okay, but you're gonna have to pay me. 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 going to need some compensation. Brooks: No. Dawson: (walking away) All right. Brooks: I'll pay you what you're worth. (Dawson turns to him) Very little. [Principal's Office - Jack sits with the principal and Mitch.] Jack: I was doing a project for chem(istry) with Drue Valentine. You know him. We had to go to the hardware store to pick up some supplies. [Hardware store - Drue and Jack walk in and begin down an aisle with a hand basket.] Drue: I can't tell you how touched I am by the way you reached out to me lately, Jack. So moving. To be honest, I was sure you held me at least somewhat responsible for that whole mess with your sister. Jack: Uh… 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 take this (hands him basket) up to the register for me. (starts to walk away) Drue: Why can't you do it? Jack: Oh, one of the soccer goals at 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. (heads to register) [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] Principal: Where did you go with Deputy Witter? Pacey: You mean my brother? Where do you think? [Diner - Pacey and Doug sit at a booth. Doug is eating a donut. HAHA!] Pacey: I'm shaking my head in disbelief. Doug: Don't judge a book by it's prologue, wise ass. There's plenty more coming up fast. More than any episode of Cops can teach you, believe you me. Pacey: (eating a donut) Really? Well, let me brace myself for that. [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] Dawson: And that's it. I spent the rest of the morning alone in the study. [Brooks' House - Study. Dawson goes through dusty boxes and files. He finds an old year book and leafs through. He comes across a book marked page. It's a picture of Mr. Brooks. Dawson reads the caption.] Dawson: Arthur Issac Brooks. Newspaper, track and field, aspiration to become a great Hollywood filmmaker. Oh my God. [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] Mitch: Dawson, I think it's time we discuss your infamous ninth grade senior pact. Dawson: Dad, that was four years ago. Principal: Wait. What pact? Dawson: When I was in ninth grade, the seniors pulled a particularly lame prank. I think they graffitied the lockers and trashed the parking lot or something. It was embarrassing. And 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 even remember the pact until you… Mitch: Well, what is it? Dawson: I can tell you I didn't do it. I can't speak for Pacey. [Principal's Office - Jack sits with the principal and Mitch.] Mitch: So, you picked up Jen at 12:45. Jack: Mmm-hmm. I think so. Did I say that? Mitch: What time did you get to the park? Jack: Umm… I don't know, it was like 1:35ish. [Soccer field - Jack and Jen are trying to put up the new net on the goal.] Jack: Get your foot off the net. There's these little doohickeys… Jen: I got it, I got it, I got it. Jack: All right. It's a piece of cake. Jen: It's all right. Jack: All right, I gotta take care of something. Molly, double time, over here. (Molly runs over) Jen: (trying to get her foot unstuck from the net, she totally falls on her face.) Oh! Ow! (Jack turns around and gives Jen a weird look. He laughs to himself. I laugh my ass off. Molly reaches him.) Molly: What did I do? Jack: Nothing. Nothing. Relax. Deflate. Molly: What do you want? Jack: Well, I got some good news. After 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, it's uh, you know… Molly: In that case, thank you, but no thank you. Jack: Whoa whoa whoa. No thank you? Molly: I really rather not. Jack: Yeah, but goalie is… Molly: I'm left half back. I like left half back. I'd like to stick with left half back, okay? Jack: Okay. (she runs off. Jen wanders over) Jen: I like that kid. She's funny. You know she reminds me of me at that age. Jack: She knows if I put her in goal, the boys are going to torture 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. Unless of course… Jack: Unless of course what? Jen: You get us really pissed off. [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] Principal: Now let's cut to the chase, shall we? My boat was quietly removed from the storage warehouse behind the Yacht Club, some time between 12:30pm and 5:15. Records indicate that you were 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. Pacey: Okay. All right. I'll talk. But I gotta warn you. It's going to be deathly boring. [Capeside - Doug's Squad car. Doug and Pacey sit on the side of the road with a radar gun. A lone truck drives by and honks at them, like a friendly passing honk.] Pacey: Doug? Doug: Yeah? Pacey: You ever find yourself sitting out here on the edge of the highway in your squad car. You got your radar gun in hand. Been out here for four 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: Seriously man, look at you. For all your Elliotness dreams and Harry Calihan 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: (noticing Doug is upset by his words) Uh, no. No, not really. I'm just… I'm disconcerted by it all. [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] Principal: At twelve 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. [Brooks House - Gretchen pulls up and honks. Dawson walks out and approaches the car. Before Dawson can address Gretchen, Mr. Brooks pops out of some place.] Brooks: Where do you think you're going? Dawson: Oh, home. I'm done for the day. Brooks: The hell you are. You think you can take my money and wander off to go spend with your girlfriend, you're sadly mistaken. Dawson: She's not my girlfriend. Brooks: If you're not back here within three hours, you can forget about being paid. (Dawson climbs in the car) 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 see that. (he laughs) So what was that about? Dawson: Oh, it's just him being a complete and total jerk he insists on being. (they drive off) [Principal's Office - Jack sits with the principal and Mitch.] Jack: Jen's inside into the 10 year old psyche seemed valid. 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. [Soccer Field - Jack wanders over to the group of kids eating snacks/lunch.] Jack: Molly? Molly, come here. (she walks over to Jack) You get any orange wedges? Molly: One. But 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 45, these guys aren't going to respect you unless you make them. Molly: How do I make them respect me? Jack: Look, Molly… You gotta prove it yourself. Okay? If you do that, if you believe that you're just as good as they are, I guarantee that the rest is just going to take care of itself. Molly: Did you find a goalie yet? Jack: Nah… Molly: Can I still have it? Jack: Yep. Molly: Fine, bring it on. (she goes to walk away) You know, you just totally pulled a fast one on me, but I'm going to let it go because you're right. But that doesn't mean that I don't understand exactly what you just did. Jack: Just bring it. (he laughs) [Dawson's house - Gretchen pulls up with Dawson. Drue is sitting on his front steps.] Gretchen: Whenever I see that guy, I can't help but hearing the Darth Vader theme. Dawson: I'm making an effort. Gretchen: Not to be cruel, but why? Dawson: It's kinda a karmic decision. Thank you for the ride. (he climbs out of the car) Gretchen: Just doing your mom a favor. Dawson: (laughing) Right. (she pulls away. To Drue,) Well, speak of the devil. Drue: The devil appears. Dawson: So, uh, Drue, what brings you to my humble abode? Drue: First this. I wanted to extend my gratitude, for last night. Dawson: You know, we met at the movie theater, common decency dictates to lend you $5 for popcorn and ask you to sit with me. Burger afterwards was your idea. Drue: Small to you, but significant to me. I'm just grateful to at least find one ally in this strange and eclectic Hamlet. You may be my first. (they shake hands) Dawson: Well, I appreciate the thought, but you didn't have to come all the way down here just to tell me that. Drue: You're right. It's not why I'm here. (pulls keys out of his pocket) Left these in my car, man. Dawson: Ahh! Thank you! Thank you! You just saved me from a like a solid hour or paternal lecturing. Drue: It was the least I can do. And as I said, you reached out to the new kid. What goes around comes around. Dawson: That is so true. [Capeside - Doug and Pacey walk the street in some neighborhood.] Pacey: Would I be out of line if I asked what we're going? 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. 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'll learn more from watching you than from any episode of Cops? (Doug turns to Pacey, clearly upset) Oh, come on, don't tell me you're still angry at your little brother for that whole wasting your life shtick? I only sorta meant it. Doug: (more upset) I want you to listen to me very closely because I am only going to say this one time. If you ever in your life ever care about anything as much as I care about being an officer in this town, I will be shocked. (Pacey's bravado falls and his face turns sad.) 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. (Pacey can barely keep eye contact.) If you ever in your life presume to judge me again, so help God, I will beat the ugly right out of you. [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] Principal: So what you're telling me is that you were looking for the very same dog that you're suspect 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? Principal: We are 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 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. [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] Dawson: How is it possible that we're still doing this? Principal: I'll tell you how. Capeside High, facility to which you've had infinite access, must have been trespassed upon sometime after 5:30pm when the cleaning crew went home. There was no signs of forced entry, which implies an inside job. Dawson: Dad, I was home last night. You saw me. Mitch: Uhh, 10 o'clock. Now, 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. [Brooks House - Dawson walks in.] Brooks: Well well well. Surprised to see you here. Dawson: Uh, you shouldn't. I work here. Brooks: I don't think so. Dawson: I thought we had an agreement. Brooks: We did. You broke it, you're fired. Dawson: On what grounds? Brooks: Out playing footsie with your floozy when you're suppose 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? Brooks: I don't give a damn about you or your lady. But I do care about my generosity taken advantage of. Dawson: (getting mad) Look, just because you are alone, and your life is filled with abandoned dreams does not give you the license to inflict your pain on me. 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. [Principal's Office - Jack sits with the principal and Mitch.] Principal: Well, you can go. Jack: I can? Principal: Just as soon as you tell us where you were between 5:30 last night and 8 this morning. Mitch: Why don't you stick to last night after 5:30. Jack: Once again, as I've already told you, we had a game. It was out first play off game. [Soccer field - Jack and Jen are on the sidelines before the game starts. A group of men start across the field towards them. Jen helps a kid get his knee pads on while Jack reads through some soccer book or something.] Jen: Hey, Jackers? Jack: Hmm? Jen: Militant pee-wee parents, two o'clock. (Jen wanders off. Jack turns to the oncoming group) Gus: Jack? Jack: Gus? Gus: We're hearing a strange rumor from our kids that you're going to put that little girl in for Kip as goalie. Jack: Yeah, that's not a rumor, that's a fact. Gus: Well, afraid we can't allow that. Jack: That's okay. You don't have to allow it. I'm the coach. It's my call. Gus: Jack, I represent the parents who kept their mouth 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. Jack: (the dads crowd around him) 'kay, yeah, I'll take that under advisement, Gus. Fellows don't mind, I'd like to warm up my team. Gus: Good. (they wander back to the stands) Jack: Thanks. Jen: (wanders up) Ooh! Looks like Pat Bucannon's posse. Jack: You're not going to believe this. Jen: What? Jack: They said they're going to fire me if I keep Molly in goal. Jen: Are you kidding me? Jack, what are you going to do? [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] Mitch: 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. [Dougie's Squad Car - Pacey sits in the back. He opens the door to get out, but sees Dougie and some guy walking up the car. Pacey closes the door. Doug opens the passenger door for the guy, then goes into the back seat and places a bag of groceries.] Doug: (getting in the car) Okay. Well, Mike, the guy in the back is not a perp, he's my little brother. Mike: (without even looking at Pacey) How goes it Junior Witter? Pacey: It's been better. (they drive off and are later pulling up to a house. Mike and Doug get out of the car and as Pacey goes to get out himself, he sees Mike unfold a walking cane - the kind that blind people carry. Doug carries Mike's groceries and they walk up the steps to the house. Pacey sees Doug say goodbye to Mike as they shake hands. When Doug walks back to the car, Pacey has a look of embarrassment at his previous comments.] Doug: Why are you looking at me like that? Pacey: Uh… No reason. [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] Dawson: An hour later, against my better judgment, I was back at Mr. Brooks' house. [Brooks house - Dawson walks into Mr. Brooks parlor.] Dawson: Today when I was going through your things I found your high school year book. Underneath your picture, the caption said that your life's ambition was to become a Hollywood filmmaker. Pretty striking coincidence given that I've had the exact same dream for as long as I can remember. Brooks: Good for you. Dawson: 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 might work on them, but it's not going to work on me. So I'm back. And I'm going to finish the job I was hired to do. (he goes off to the study to work) [Principal's Office - Jack sits with the principal and Mitch.] Jack: Before I could even realize what was happening, it was over. Somehow we won the game. [Soccer field - Molly catches the ball as someone tries to make a goal. The whistle blows and all the players race onto the field. Jack goes over and picks Molly up. Everyone cheers and laughs. The fathers approach Jack again. Molly and Caroline stand near by.] Jack: Congratulations fellas, your kids played great. Gus: (pulling Jack aside, but Molly and Caroline listen) Jack, you know anything about soccer? Jack: Yeah, my team just won the first playoff game. I'd like to think I know something, sure. Gus: Well then maybe you know that when a playoff game is tied as our next game, could be a goal scored against us in previous games reflecting our eventual tally. Jack: Excuse me? Gus: If we tie the Falcons on Wednesday, the three goals that little girl let slip by will count against us. Jack: Well then I'll just have win that game against the Falcons on Wednesday. Gus: Well now, that's where you're mistaken. You see, you can't beat the Falcons on Wednesday because you're no longer the coach of this team. You're done McPhee. (Molly starts to cry and she runs off. The men walk off also.) Caroline: Molly! (she follows her) Jen: (walking up) They didn't. Jack: Yeah. Yeah, they just did. (Jen hugs him) [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] Pacey: It was a little after nine when we got the call. And Doug and I headed out to the boat yard. [The Boat Yard - Doug and Pacey approached the closed chain link fence.] Pacey: You want to go in, don't you? You know, I have the code. True Love spent a couple nights in this motel, so I could just, uh… (he presses the code and the gate opens) After you. (they wander in. Drue comes out from behind a boat.) Doug: Mr. Valentine! What brings you here, sculking 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 exactly. 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 is that we also received an anonymous phone call. Roughly 20 minutes before you call, which begs to 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. You'd like that. Come on, let's do the man dance. (Doug lowers his flashlight) Well then, I guess I'm done, aren't I? (he goes to leave) Pacey: You know what? I think I'm going to go, too, Dougie. Doug: Hey, Pacey, I can't drive you home now. This is official police business. Pacey: Uh, 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 the only ride home. And I'm trying to be a better person, just like you. Besides, it's a karma thing. Doug: Yeah. Goodbye. (Pacey goes to catch Drue) [Principal's Office - Pacey sits with the principal and Mitch.] 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. And in 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 gets up to go) Principal: Something else, Mr. Witter? Pacey: Well, I was just thinking. Honestly, I don't think Dawson did it either. Mitch: Why is that? Pacey: That guy is way too respectable to pull off that type of crime. At least not without my coaxing, you know? He's just not that type of guy. [Principal's Office - Dawson sits with the principal and Mitch.] 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. Principal: Okay, 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? Principal: Obviously. Well, it's clear you don't watch Inspector Poirot on A&E. [Principal's Office - Drue sits with the principal and Mitch. Mrs. Valentine paces behind him.] 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 yourself. Principal: All right, Mrs. Valentine. If you're finished… I would 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: (as he goes through what Drue did, they show clips of exactly what he's describing) At 10:30 yesterday, your son was at Harry's hardware store purchasing a canister of white paint identical to the kind that was used to scroll 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 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 think you got it pretty much in the bag. Mrs. Valentine: (to Drue) 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 children are fickle creatures. Mrs. Valentine: Does a week of detention sound like a fair punishment? Principal: No. Try two weeks. And probation for the rest of the year. You got a history, Drue, proving to be quite telling. Okay, I think we're through here. (Mrs. Valentine smacks Drue on the head. He laughs in shock) Mrs. Valentine: Drue, get my purse. (she storms out and he follows) [Capeside High Hall - Drue takes things out of his locker while Mrs. Valentine stands next to him mumbling. Joey walks past.] Drue: 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 them I said touché. Mrs. Valentine: That's enough. (she drags him off) Joey: Which boys, what happened? Drue: Karma, finally caught up with me. [Capeside - Pacey is standing outside a building waiting for Dougie. He holds a box of donuts. Dougie finally walks out.] Pacey: Look, 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 that 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: 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 going to keep from killing all his friends in a car wreck when you pull him over for speeding and scare the crap out of him. And I'm guess 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 would just be someone 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 some day ride shotgun with you. Doug: I think that would be a mistake. Pacey: You don't think I'd make much of a cop? Doug: No, not really, 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. [Dawson - in some room on the computer. Gretchen comes in.] Gretchen: Whatcha doing, Junior? Dawson: Ah, this thing Brooks said to me yesterday kinda got me thinking. I mean, as much as I claim myself to be an encyclopedia of filmic history, it just occurred to me that maybe… Gretchen: Maybe what? Dawson: Maybe there's something that I'm missing. Gretchen: Maybe he used another name. You know like Art or Arty or something. Dawson: What self respecting artist would use Arty Brooks as a screenwriter? Gretchen: I don't know, I mean, don't people sometimes use abbreviations or nicknames like, I don't know, Chief, Ace, Doc. Dawson: Yeah, like that great director Chief Tarrentino. Gretchen: Okay, now you're just being mean. Dawson: Hey, don't leave angry. (he runs another search under A.I. Brooks and a huge list of films appear. It also states that he grew up in Capeside.) [McPhee Residence - There's a knock at the door. Jack answers it and finds Molly and Caroline.] Jack: Hey, Caroline. Molly. (Molly looks on the verge of tears) Uh, what's wrong? Caroline: 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? (he leads her out to a bench. Caroline hangs back.) Now what would make you think that my getting fired had anything to do with you? Molly: (crying) I heard Billy's dad yelling at you at yesterday's game. And then today at school, he said that if I would have stopped more goals, that you wouldn't have been fired. I'm so sorry, Jack! (crying more) Jack: It's okay! (hugging her) Look, Molly… They fired me because they disagreed with who I am as a coach, not you as a player. They know I was right about you. They just couldn't admit it. You knew it, too, didn't you? Molly: Caroline said it wasn't my fault but I couldn't believe her because I don't understand how anybody could fire you. 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 just go on being the best person you can be. (they hug and Jack kisses her forehead.) [Leery Residence - Joey knocks on the front door and Mitch answer.] Joey: Is Dawson here? Mitch: I'm not sure. But you can check in his room if you'd like. (she starts upstairs) Hey, Joey? If he is up there, tell him I know. And congrats. (she gives a strange look and continues up. She finds Pacey and Dawson tossing things in a trash bag, including a bucket of paint.) Joey: Okay, explanation time! (they stop suddenly. Jack crawls through the window, falling to the ground.) Jack: It's a bitch getting up here without a ladder. (he stands up and sees Joey.) Joey. (she waves) 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. Jack: We… we didn't pull the prank. Dawson: We have air tight alibis. Pacey: Yeah. And we all know Drue did it. Dawson: On the other hand, if we had wanted to pull off a prank, the three of us that is… (the scene flashes through Jack, Pacey and Dawson actually pulling off the prank. Jack is sneaking around outside the Peskin's house. He has a bag and a leash and he searches up and down the street.) Jack could have swung by the Peskins sometime after he met 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, (Jack walks up to the friendly dog who is sitting on the side of the house.) tied up at a tree at a rendezvous point. (Dawson backs the Mitch-mobile up to the gate at the storage facility.) I could have gotten into the storage facility sometime after 1:30 when Drue dropped off the keys and before 3:30 when I had to get back to Mr. Brooks' house. (Dawson approaches the code box. He punches in the numbers.) Pacey would have given me the code. (the gate opens. Dawson backs the car right up to the boat to latch it on.) And I would have the Mitch-mobile to tow the trailer back to the same rendezvous point Jack had been to earlier. And I would have left the boat and car with Chester and the paint. (Pacey is getting out of Drue's car) Later on Pacey could have had Drue drop him off somewhere near the rendezvous point. (Pacey stands on the boat and is painting the "class of 2001" sign on the sail.) And once arriving at the location, Pacey could have gathered up all the essential materials and then taken the whole production to the gymnasium to finish off the job. (Pacey leads Chester inside the Mitch-mobile. Back in Dawson's room.) And by 11 we'd be done, and everyone would still be none the wiser. Of course that's only hypothetical. Pacey: Right. The truth is, that Drue Valentine is, was, and will always be the lone arch criminal behind it all. Jack: And I for one am glad to see that this kid finally got what was coming to him for so long. Joey: Karma. Dawson: Exactly. (Joey smiles at the three of them.) [Woods - Pacey is digging a hole by lantern when Dawson walks up with a flash light. He drops the bag of evidence in the hole and they begin to cover it using their shovels.] Dawson: What are you thinking? Pacey: I thinking we pulled it off. Dawson: Hmm. Pacey: I'm thinking that something's been right tonight that hasn't been right for a long, long time. I just keep forgetting why we're not still friends. Dawson: You know it's not that simple. Pacey: Of course not. It's just… Dawson: I know. Pacey: I gotta tell you, Dawson. When you told me you'd never be able to trust me again, that was probably among the top 5 moments of my life. Dawson: When I walked out on my back porch and saw you and Joey, that was my worst. Number 1 with a bullet. Pacey: Do you think it's possible that someday I could convince you that maybe I'm the type of person you could trust again? Dawson: I would like to believe that it is. (they stop burying) Pacey: I gotta try. (He turns off his lantern) I'm not ready to give up on you. (Dawson grabs his flashlight and follows Pacey off into the woods.) Dawson: If it doesn't work out, we can always just kill each other. (End credits.) |
