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[Capeside High Cafeteria - Pacey and Joey are sitting together during lunch.] Pacey: I got it. We check ourselves into the B&B. We use assume names. Bessie's none the wiser and we finally get to spend an entire night together for the first time in two weeks. Joey: We have no vacancies. There's some Winter Arts Festival in the Cape. Pacey: Well… what do you think about you and me, the broiler 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 AP Bio and engaging in sexual activities with your boyfriend. On school grounds no less. Naughty girl. (they smoochie) Joey: Well, it's second semester of senior year. I guess these grades don't really count. (they smoochie again) Drue: Coming through people here, coming through. Excuse me. (to Pacey and Joey) Okay, two of you need to break that up before I charge admission. (Pacey and Joey stop kissing for a moment.) Everyone, everyone, can I have your attention here please. A little attention. (Pacey and Joey continue to flirt and smile and talk softly amongst themselves as Drue tries to talk to the cafeteria) As most of you know voting ended yesterday in the highly contested Capeside High Class of 2001 senior poll. And right here I have in my hand fully certified for publication in this year's yearbook, the results of said election. Now, I figure you're all dying of curiosity, but… before we get to all of that mind numbing on the edge of suburbia crap, I just thought we'd start with class couple. Now it's not much of a contest here folks, yes, those two people so in love they make the rest of us want to puke on a daily basis… Joey Potter and Dawson Leery. (Joey and Pacey look up in surprise and the cafeteria is awash in comments.) [Capeside High Hallway - Joey is slamming Drue up against the lockers. Pacey stands off to the side watching in amusement.] Drue: Okay! Now how's this a fair fight? What do you want me to do? Hit 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 going to scadaddle off to class, kay? (He kisses Joey and walks off) Joey: 'kay, bye. Drue: Thanks for your help, pal. (to Joey) Oh, and why don't you tell him about the dimpled chads about him and some Miss Jacobs chick? (Joey slams him against the locker again.) Whoa! Hey! Chill! You have no sense of humor about this? I mean, personally I think it's kinda 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: Oh, I see. 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, okay? And Dawson and I are not a couple. We're not anything resembling a couple. We're just friends. 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… Drue: Oh look, there's your friend. Dawson. Dawson: Hey. Is this mugging by invitation only? Drue: Do you want to tell him or shall I? Dawson: About your latest pathetic attempt at a practical joke? I heard. Drue: And? Dawson: Pretty funny, actually. Joey: You think this is funny? Dawson: How could it be anything else? It's so (missed word?) absurd. How can we be class couple if we're not even a couple. We're just friends. Drue: That word again… Dawson: He's just trying to get a rise out of us Jo, and we're late for 5th period. Drue: Later, kids! (he rushes off and Dawson and Joey walk to class.) [Leery's Fresh Fish - Pacey sits at the bar talking to Gretchen.] Gretchen: You want me to go drinking with Doug? Pacey: Yeah, why not? It'll be fun, you know? Hey, and you don’t have to feel like you have to be home at any specific time just cause of me. In fact you know, you could crash on Doug's couch if you want. Gretchen: You know, I'm beginning to see where you're going with this. Pacey: Going? I'm not going anywhere with this. It's just drinking and driving is a big no-no. And that couch is primo. It's goose-down - you'll sleep like a baby. Gretchen: You did it, didn't you? You and Joey. Pacey: Haha, no. I didn't see 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: Is there some law that says that Pacey can't be in a good mood? I just want you and Doug to really… Gretchen: I can't believe I didn't notice this before. You know, there is only two 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 not telling anyone. Gretchen: Well, if that's the only thing you're worrying about then buck up there stud, because you did not tell me. I pried it out of your cold, dead 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 bout I just conveniently fail to come home tonight. Pacey: You'd do that? Gretchen: Sure. And if Doug won't have me, I'll 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. (he rushes out) Gretchen: Freak. [Psychiatrist's Office - Jen sits on a couch talking to her shrink.] Tom: So what makes your relationship with Jack so ideal? Jen: I don't know. He listens to me and we have fun together and… 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: You mean sleeping with them? Tom: Trusting them. Jen: Oh. Tom: You said before that you found it easier to be friends with guys than with girls. Jen: Right. Girls suck. I mean, it's like they get a lobotomy the day they hit puberty. I mean, one day you're all milling around FAO Schwartz (toy store) in the Rainbow Brite section, next day somebody gets breasts and after that it's all about getting boys to like you and whoever does first 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'd like to share some embarrassing details of your first sexual experience, huh? Oh come on. Aren't you going to ask me why that's important to me? Tom: Do you want me to? Jen: No. It's just that everytime that I ask you a personal question, you want to know if it's important. 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. Okay then. (she gets up to leave) Tom: See you Tuesday. Jen: See you Tuesday. [Leery's Fresh Fish - Dawson shows up with a cup of coffee.] Gretchen: Hi. Is that for me? Dawson: Nope. (she takes it anyway.) Gretchen: One of the waitresses flaked and I'm so not working tonight. But I told them I'd wait until they'd find someone or until your mom got here. Dawson: Oh. Gretchen: Ew. What's in here? There's never enough coffee in your coffee. (the phone rings and she answers it) Leery's Fresh Fish? Oh hi Gail. Yeah, I know what you mean. Traffic on 95 is always a bitch. All right, sure. I'll tell Bodie, no problem. Okay, have fun! Monday. Bye! 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: Oh, my mom didn't tell you? Gretchen: Uh, no. Of course, you never mentioned it either. Dawson: Okay. Busted. What was I supposed to say? Gretchen: How about, 'my parents are going out of town this weekend.'? Dawson: All right, you say it, it sounds like normal conversation. I say it, it sounds like the world's worst come on. Gretchen: Okay. I guess I shouldn't come over later with a couple of videos and some microwave popcorn? Dawson: Well I didn't say that. [Pacey's Place - Joey shows up and Pacey lets her in. She immediately kisses him.] Pacey: Mmm. Good God woman! It's not even night time yet. Joey: (still kissing) Oh? Pacey: There's not even a hello, how are you doing? How was your day after school today, Pacey? Joey: (she stops kissing him only to say,) Hi. Pacey: (they land on the couch, Joey on top of Pacey) Yeah, hi. You know, I don't think I like this turn that our relationship is taking here. You have no respect for my feelings, we never talk anymore. (she continues kissing him and he groans) Joey: Pace, we spent 9 months talking. We've been doing this for two weeks. (she goes back to kissing) Pacey: But this still doesn't mean you get to treat me like a sex object. Joey: Oh, I can tell you're all broke up about it. Pacey: Yes I am. Joey: (she stops and sits up) When's Gretchen coming home? Pacey: Never. Joey: Serious, Pacey. She lives here. She'll come home eventually. Pacey: Yes, to pick up a couple things… 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 who told her. She figured out for herself. Are you mad? Joey: No, I'm not mad. I'm just a little embarrassed, but it'll pass. Pacey: But this isn't a problem, right? Because 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 anymore. Joey: (she lays back down on him) It's not a problem. Pacey: Okay. (he hugs her to him and she makes a face of concern which he can't see) [Coffee Shop - Jen and Jack are having coffee sitting at a table. Jen continues to stare past Jack out the window.] Jack: So you like this whole therapy thing. Jen: Hmm. What makes you say that? Jack: Well, you started going 3 times a week. Jen: Oh yeah, right. Jack: You know, isn't his office around here or something? Jen: Oh, something like that. Jen: Something… something like that, yeah. Jack: Yeah. It's possibly right across the street. The building you keep staring at. Jen: I'm not, I'm not, I'm not staring. Jack: Yeah right. I wasn't lured here under false pretenses? Jen: What false pretenses? Jack: 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 making conversation. We're going completely normal. Jack: Uh huh. Jen: If Doctor 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. Things 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, a Christina Aguilera fan. Jack: And we're going to find all that out sitting her in front of this window? Jen: (she sees her therapist come out of the office) No, not exactly. There he is. Jack: So? Jen: So up you go. Jack: Oh my, whoa, no! No, you said we're sitting here. We're going to remain immobile. Jen: Yeah, but Jack, if we don't follow him how are we going to 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're always saying I should have a hobby! (she rushes out of the coffee shop and stands in front of the glass pleading to Jack) Jack: Alright, alright, alright! I think I liked you better as a match making nun. [Pacey's Place - Pacey is on the phone ordering pizza and Joey stands in the kitchen with him. Gretchen walks in.] Pacey: I'd like to order a large pizza, please. Gretchen: Hi. I'm not really here. I'm just picking up some stuff. Pacey: (into phone) Large, dude. Grande. (to Gretchen) How do you say cheese in Portuguese? Gretchen: Try frommage. Pacey: (into phone) Frommage. Grande? Joey: (to Gretchen) Can I talk to you for a second? Gretchen: Yeah. Pacey: (to Gretchen) That's not it. (walking off, into phone) How about queso? Joey: (pulling Gretchen out of earshot of Pacey) Umm… I know that Pacey told you… that you know. And I was just hoping that… Gretchen: That I could keep my big fat mouth shut? Don't look so serious. Who am I going to 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 that's not what I want this to be about. Gretchen: You guys are just friends. Joey: Yeah, 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, something about me, I'd want it to be from me… Gretchen: Joey, I think we're in complete and total agreement here. Joey: We are? Gretchen: Yeah. I'm not going to say anything to Dawson on the subject of you and Pacey. But, I gotta warn you as a friend and 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: All right, so the guy tells me it's going to be here in 45 minutes, but I have no idea what going to be on it. It could be dried insects for all I know. Joey: Great. Gretchen: Okay. I'm outta here. Pacey: Allright then. Hi and bye. Where you going anyway? Gretchen: Dawson's. See ya! (she goes into her room. Pacey and Joey looks at each other with a look.) [Book store - Jack and Jen are peeking around the shelves at the Tom Frost.] Jen: Okay, 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: Alright, look. Jack: Okay. Jen: What's he doing? Jack: Well, he's in a bookstore. He's looking at books. Jen: What's he looking at? Jack: At the moment, it looks like Interview with the Vampire. So, 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: Hello? You party all night with eternal youth and a great wardrobe. What other segment of the population does that appeal to? Jen: How did you manage to surpass me in the knowledge of all things gay? Jack: Sex in the City. He's moving. Jen: Which way? Jack: He's going that way, so let's go this way. NO WAIT! Jen: (she slams right into Tom - Jack turns his back to them, grabs a random book off the shelf and reads it upside down) Oh geez! Oh my God! I'm so sorry!! Tom: Hello. No problem. Jen: Hi. Tom: Hi. Jen: This is my friend Jack. (Jack turns around and closes the book suddenly) Jack, this is my… Tom: Friend. Tom Frost. How are you? Jack: Hi. Jen: Just browsing for books. Tom: Oh, they seem to have those here. Jen: Hmm. Any recommendations? Tom: In poetry? Jen: What? Tom: That's where you're browsing, in Poetry. Jen: Right. Yeah. I love poetry. Tom: (grabbing a flyer off a table and handing it to Jen) Well, I'm quite fond of this person. Jen: Uh, right. Robin (missed last name). I love him. Tom: Her. She's reading tomorrow at the art's festival over in (missed city). Jen: Wow. Tom: Maybe I'll see you there. Take care. (he walks off) Jen: You too. (to Jack) I do like poetry. Where the Sidewalk Ends. Jack: Yeah, right. [Pacey's Place - Joey and Pacey sit in front of the surf board coffee table eating pizza.] Joey: So, I'm sure she's just stopping by Dawson's and then they're going to go out. And then she's going to go back to Doug's and spend the night, just like she said. So what if Mitch and Gail are out of town? Pacey: Mitch and Gail 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. Anyway you look at it, it's weird. Pacey: How weird would you say it is? Joey: Out of four stars or on a scale from one to ten? Pacey: I'm being serious here for a second. Do you care? Joey: No. You? Pacey: No. You sure? Joey: Of course I'm sure. It's entirely none of our business, Pace. Besides, it ruins the mood. And I for one am not going to let that happen after we've waited so long for this night. (they smooch) [Dawson's House - Gretchen and Dawson sit in the living room watching movies.] Gretchen: Come on, it was sweet. I mean, she loved the guy so much, she made the same mistakes all over again. And she got to sleep with the motorcycle guy. Dawson: All that crap about her and Nick Cage being soulmates? Come on. Jim Carrey was good, though. Okay. Next? Gretchen: Okay. How about an American Movie Classic? It's somewhere in here. (she digs in her purse and pulls stuff out to find the movie) Dawson: You go out every Friday night with pajamas and a toothbrush? Gretchen: No. 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? Dawson: Uh. Gretchen: This is really awkward. Dawson: Yeah. Gretchen: So, 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'll feel a lot better. Dawson: Okay. Gretchen: You're not talking. Dawson: And neither are you. This is ridiculous. What do you want me to say? Gretchen: All right, fine. Be that way. I'll start. Umm… 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. I hated him. Ugh, now I hate him even more. Gretchen: Okay, this is good. We're laughing… This is a lot better than sitting here nto talking to each other. Your turn. Dawson: 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: Umm… with Jen I was 15 years old. I don't think it would have ever occurred to me to ask, really. Joey I… kinda thought everything was perfect, but she wanted to wait, which is fine. And then everything that happened happened. And then uhh… then they got back… At first I, God, I was relieved, which is lame, I know. But it's just… 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. She was your first serious girlfriend. Dawson: Yeah, but now I kinda wish they just did it on the boat. You know, or they'd do it now. Just put the final nail in the coffin of Dawson and Joey. Gretchen: How do you know they haven't? Dawson: She told me. (missed words?) Especially for us. I asked her and she told me. (Gretchen looks concerned and confused) [Dawson's House - Gretchen and Dawson have continued to watch movies. Only Gretchen sits on the opposite end of the couch and she looks mad. Dawson keeps glancing at her.] Gretchen: What is this movie about anyway? Dawson: I have no idea. Why is it every time you get up to get water, you've moved further away from me on the couch? Gretchen: You're right. Which is why I should go. Dawson: Don’t you think that's kinda a drastic solution to our problem? Gretchen: Dawson, don't okay? Dawson: Don't what? Gretchen: This is not why I came here tonight. I gotta go. Dawson: Gretchen, hold on. This is silly. It's 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 anymore questions. Just let me go. (she leaves) [Pacey's Place - the next morning. Joey is going through the cupboards in the kitchen when Pacey walks up.] Pacey: You know, ever since they invented the Cartoon Network, there's really no reason for humans to get up this early on a 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. I mean, in the past year, I've made for like… 2, 300 strangers? Pacey: That's very funny. You should wear my clothes more often. Joey: You like it? Pacey: Yeah. Joey: When's the last time you washed it? Pacey: Hmm, I don't know. When was the last time you've been over here to do my laundry? Joey: That would be never. Pacey: Never? Well then, I think you have your answer. (they smooch. Joey slaps a notepad against his chest and he looks at it) You know, when I told you that whole thing about telling you what you want, I didn't really expect your 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've had your way with me, my conversation has run tiresome and now you're giving me the boot. Joey: Go. I'm going to get in the shower. (they smooch) Pacey: Only as long as you promise me you'll be wearing that when I come back. Joey: Buh-bye. (Pacey leaves. When he goes outside, he sees Dawson approaching the house, and intercepts him near the front door.) Pacey: Hey. Dawson: Hey. Sorry to drop by so early. I'm just looking for Gretchen. Pacey: She's not with you? Dawson: She was last night. She never came home? Pacey: No. (leading Dawson off the porch) But this is 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'd just really like to know if she got home okay. Pacey: Well, sure. I'll give her a call and then I'll call you. Dawson: Can we do it now? Pacey: You wanna call her? Dawson: Yeah, just borrow your phone. Two seconds? Pacey: Yeah, sure thing. (they go in the house. Joey hears them approaching and rushes into the bathroom. She listens to Pacey and Dawson as they go to call Dougie's house.) [Poem reading - Jen and Jack walk into the place.] Jack: Okay, I don't see him. (he turns to leave) Jen: Oh, come on. He's just late, all right? Jack: How do you know that? Jen: Well obviously, cause he invited me. Jack: He didn't invite you. He was just making polite conversation. I hope he was. Jen: I'm starting to sense that you don't have the highest opinion of psychiatrist. Jack: With my family history? Forgive me for not thinking that psychiatrist… look not all therapist know what they're doing. They're just as fallible as auto mechanics. Probably even more so. For starters, any therapist that's going to date one of his patients is not worth having around. Jen: Oh! Jack, shhh! I'm not trying to date him, all right? I mean, you seen the guy. He's obviously not my type. Jack: So your absolutely, positively do not have a crush on this guy? Jen: No, I don't have a crush on him! God. 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. Jack: Forgive me for asking, but 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. I forgot. You love poetry. [Pacey's Place - Pacey is ended his phone conversation with Dougie.] Pacey: (on the phone) That's what I thought, Doug. Okay, thanks! Bye. (off phone) All solved? Dawson: Right. Thank you. I really appreciate this. Pacey: Hey, better safe than sorry, right? Dawson: Yeah, so uhh… let her know I stopped by. Actually, you know what? Don't tell her I stopped by. Don't tell her, and I'll see her… Pacey: Dawson, look, if you guys had a fight and you want me to say something… Dawson: We didn't have a fight. I just think she's seen the light. But thanks. (he walks out and Joey comes out of the bathroom.) Pacey: I'll be right back. Joey: 'kay. [Poetry Reading - Jack and Jen sit on the couch. People are finding places to sit.] Jack: He's not here. He's not going to be here. He never was going to be here. Jen: Okay, you win. Happy? Jack: Yeah. Can we go, please? Jen: You know, would it kill you to sit and listen to some poetry? Jack: Yeah. Yeah, it would. (they get up to leave) Tom: (walking up) You saved me a seat. (they move over and sit back down) Robin: Welcome everyone. And thank you so much for being here. The first poem called… (they sit and listen. Jen makes a look at Jack.) [Coffee shop - Dawson sits at a table alone reading a newspaper. Drue takes a seat across from him.] Drue: Thank God. This place can be so lonely. Dawson: That's one of the attractions. Drue: You're not still mad about my practically joke, are you? Dawson: Actually no, I've forgotten about that (missed words?). But, since you insist on… Drue: Do you want me to unfix the election so that Joey and Pacey win as Class Couple? Sorry. 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: See, things like that keep high school year books mired in mediocrity. Dawson: Are you suggestion they should be fictional rather than fact? Drue: Personally, I 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 down right sweet, all this concern you seem to have for Joey, but… I should probably warn you. All it really does it prove my point. Dawson: I wasn't aware that you had one. Drue: Oh, please… this whole friend dance you guys do. As if you were actually over each other. As if you haven't vaguely 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: As much as I appreciate having my life explained to me by you, it sounds like you have no intention of fixing this problem. Drue: My hands are tied. Dawson: I guess mine are, too. (he leaves) [Pacey's Place - Gretchen sits on the porch and Joey walks out and sits with her.] Joey: Hey. You're back. Gretchen: I am. Joey: So what's the deal? Gretchen: What do you mean? Joey: I dunno, I kinda got the impression that everyone was worried about you. Gretchen: And by everybody you mean Pacey and Dawson? That would pretty much be everybody, now wouldn't it? Sometimes I wish that I had 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 always 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: Gretchen, I know that you and Dawson had a fight or something and I know that you didn't stay 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 going to 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 that. Joey: It's the same thing. Gretchen: No it's not, Joey. I don't want to be an ogre here, but lying to Dawson isn't going to 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 something. You weren't here last year. And you don't know what it's like. So there's no way you can possibly understand. Gretchen: But 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, than just do it for Pacey. Pacey: Hey guys. Joey: Bessie had some sort of melt down. I gotta go. (she walks off) Pacey: Give me a call, yeah? Joey: (calling back) Yeah. [Pacey's Place - Gretchen still sits on the porch. Pacey comes out of the house after putting the groceries away.] Pacey: So what did 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: Okay, well if you and Dawson didn't have a fight, than 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. 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, okay? Pacey: Stop what? Gretchen: Stop asking! Pacey: So I really don't 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. (she gives him a look then looks away) Ahh, no comment. (Gretchen walks off the porch and across the yard) 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, okay? Let's just say that you were right about me and Dawson. Maybe he's too young for me. Pacey: My goal's 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 or Joey. Gretchen: Great, more lies. That's really going to help. Pacey: What do you mean more lies? What lies? 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. (Pacey just looks at her) [Poem Reading - the reading is over and the shrink is talking to Jen and Jack.] Tom: So, which one was your favorite? Jen: Which one? Tom: Which poem. Jen: Which poem? Jack: Which poem? Uhh… Jen: They were all… Jack: They were all pretty good. Probably like the last one. Jen: Yeah, definitely. You're right. You know, it had this really, umm, this really surreal quality to it. Which, all the same, it was very deep and totally original, but really… really great imagery. There she is. Robin: Oh, it should be okay. I like to do this linger and talk thing. Tom: Robin, this is Jen and Jack. Robin: Oh hi! Thanks for coming. Tom: Jen was just telling us how she liked the last one. Robin: Ohh! That's his favorite, too. Not that he gets it. You guys high school students? Jack: Yeah. Robin: I told you all was not lost for the youth of America. You know, when we were high school students, the things we used to do on Saturday… Tom: Shouldn't we be mixing? Robin: Well, only if you mix with me. It was nice meeting you both. Jack: You too. (after they've gone) Definitely not gay. Jen: No. [Capeside High - Dawson is sitting in front of a computer when Joey walks in.] Joey: This is by far the strangest place you've ever asked me to meet you. Dawson: Uh, yeah. I decided to pitch in and make sure that everyone ended up on the right pages. Not buying it? Joey: We both know that the 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 everyone's gotta have at least one vice, right? Joey: There's a lot we don't know about each other. It's not how it used to be. We used to be able to tell each other everything. Dawson: Yeah. I'm not sure that was such a good thing. Joey: That's not a very Dawson Leery type thing to say. Dawson: Which brings me to something else I'd like to say to you. I want to apologize. Joey: For what? Dawson: For that question I asked you a couple weeks ago. That very personal question. I should have never asked you. I don't know why I did. It was 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 it doesn't help. 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 battle in my head. Do I show her the confused mess I really am? Or do I act cool like the guy who gets the girl. Joey: Maybe you are the guy who gets the girl? Dawson: I didn't get you. Anyway… Joey: (noticing what's on the computer screen) Senior polls? Dawson: It occurred to me that Drue is kinda 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, than quit the yearbook staff before his plan could be fully realized. Joey: So you're volunteering your services? Dawson: Well, I figured I would follow through for him. You know. For posterity's sake, if nothing else. At least to let the record show (missed lines?) (Dawson clicks on the screen and drags a picture of Pacey and Joey into the spot of "Class Couple". Pacey and Joey are holding hands and walking. Joey is carrying a cup of coffee and they are both looking over their shoulder at the camera.) [Poetry Reading - Jen is walking and talking with her shrink.] Jen: She seems really nice, your girlfriend. Tom: She is nice. Jen: She's your girlfriend! Tom: Like I said, I'm glad you came. Jen: And make a total idiot of myself? Tom: No, because you like poetry. And sitting in coffee house 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 be curious? Tom: About me? I'm not really all that interesting. I think there was some bigger question you needed answering. Jen: 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: What's the answer? Jen: Yeah. Yes. I can trust you. [Pier - Gretchen leans against it and looks out over the water. Dawson approaches.] 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 that 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. I mean, all you were was honest with me. Dawson: So 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. Cause that's the hardest part about having a relationship. It's so much harder than sex. And trusting someone is like this gigantic act of faith. You put it out there and you can never really be sure if you'll get it. Sex… sex is just mechanical. Like brushing your teeth. Dawson: Funny you should mention that actually. Gretchen: Why? Dawson: Cause I got you something. In case you were dumping me… (missed words?) Gretchen: Wait, in case I was dumping you you got me a present? Dawson: Yes. You've changed my life. I didn't want you to leave without some sort of token of my affection. Gretchen: Sort of like a parting gift? Dawson: Yeah, exactly. (he pulls a brand new toothbrush out of his pocket) You left your old one at my house last night. Yours is disgusting. You know you're supposed to get a new one like every millennium. Gretchen: I know. Dawson: That's why they have the color on the bristles. Gretchen: (she laughs) Okay, I get it! Shut up. Thank you. Dawson: You're welcome. [Sandy trail - Pacey and Joey are walking and talking.] Pacey: It was a nice thing that Dawson just did for you. Joey: Not just for me. Pacey: Well, you were the one who was so upset by the whole thing. Joey: I'm glad we walked. It's really nice out here. Pacey: Yeah, it's not so cold. Joey: It's kinda freaky, isn't it, how the snow's all melted, like it's going to be Spring soon (missed words?) Pacey: Well, our new past time is much more of an indoor sport. Joey: You know, sometimes I wonder if we should have done it on the boat, you know? When we were alone. Pacey: Ahh, we would have missed all the scenery. Joey: Do you miss it? Pacey: The scenery? Joey: No. When we weren't having sex. And everything and every moment wasn't about sex. Pacey: I don't know if that time ever really existed. Joey: I guess you're right. Before, when we hadn't had sex, everything was about sex. Now that we've have had sex… Pacey: Everything is still about sex. Do you think we're doing something wrong? Joey: No. Do you? Pacey: No. I don't think there was anything wrong. I just don't know why you would… Joey: Pacey, did Gretchen say something to you after I left this morning? Pacey: No. Why? Joey: No reason. You know, let's just walk some more. We never do that anymore. (Pacey turns around and takes her hand and they continue walking. Fade to black.) |
