Dazed and Confused
Dazed and Confused by Laura
Author's Note: I gave Joey her own bedroom. Just pretend Bodie built her
one or something, k? Thanks.
INT.DAWSON'S BEDROOM.CONTINUOUS WITH LAST SCENE FROM SEASON FINALE
Dawson and Joey are on the bed, kissing passionately. Suddenly the phone
rings. They ignore it, but the answering machine picks it up. They can
both hear the message play from downstairs as they continue to kiss.
MACHINE: (Gail's voice) Hi! You've reached the Leery Residence. We can't
come to the phone right now, so you can call back later or leave a
message after the beep. Thank you. (There is a loud beep, then Bessie's
voice rings shrilly in the air.) Josephine Potter! If you're over there
you better get your butt home right now! Alexander is throwing up all
over the place and Bodie's at the Ice House! If you're not home in 15
minutes you can kiss your weekend good-bye! (The line goes dead and the
machine stops with a click. Dawson pulls away from Joey, and she sighs.
She rolls off the side of the bed and starts putting her shoes on.)
JOEY: (slowly) I guess I better go home...
DAWSON: You're leaving?
JOEY: I better...Bessie sounded pretty mad.
DAWSON: Yeah... (She turns to look at him, and they kiss again.) I'll
see you tomorrow?
JOEY: Yeah. (She heads to the window. Neither really know exactly what
to say. She starts to step down the ladder.)
DAWSON: Hey, Joey?
JOEY: Yeah?
DAWSON: We're still best friends, right? (Joey smiles at him in a
nonverbal reply of reassurance and climbs down the ladder. Dawson sighs
and looks around his empty room. He sees a picture of Joey and him,
around age seven, sitting together on the dock. He walks over to it and
picks it up. His fingers unconsciously raise to his lips, remembering
the passionate kisses they had just shared. He stares at Joey's face in
the photo.) What am I doing? (He sets the picture down with a thud.)
(SC) TO CREDITS/THEME SONG
INT.CAPESIDE VIDEO.SATURDAY.AFTERNOON
It's sunny outside, but it's starting to cloud over. The store is empty.
Crowingby Toad the Wet Sprocket is playing on the store stero. Pacey is
sitting behind the counter, his feet propped up next to the cash
register. He smiles to himself as he crumples up a piece of paper and
aims for the garbage can. He's just about to toss it when he sees Dawson
pass by the window. He stands up quickly, dropping the paper to the
floor, and taps on the window, trying to get Dawson's attention. Dawson
doesn't even notice, and continues down the street.
PACEY: Dawson! (He jumps over the counter and races out the door.)
Dawson! (Dawson stops, and slowly turns around. He faintly smiles.)
What? I don't get a hello anymore? What's up with that?
DAWSON: (apologetic) I'm sorry...I didn't even notice you.
PACEY: That makes me feel wonderful.
DAWSON: (quickly) No, that's not what I meant. My mind's just someplace
else today.
PACEY: (knowingly) And that would be...?
DAWSON: I don't know.
PACEY: Dawson, come on man. I know what happened between you and Joey.
She told me. (They both walk into the video store. Dawson seems
surprised.)
DAWSON: She told you?
PACEY: Yeah, why wouldn't she? I *am* her friend.
DAWSON: So, you talked to her?
PACEY: (lifting himself up onto the counter to sit, he eyes Dawson
suspiciously) No, we telepathically sent messages to each other.
DAWSON: So...how did she seem? Was she happy or she...
PACEY: Something else? No, she was *definitely* happy about it. (Dawson
sighs.) Aren't *you* happy about it?
DAWSON: (taking a movie off the shelf and looks at it) I think so.
PACEY: You...*think* so? (Dawson puts the movie back on the shelf.)
DAWSON: (sitting down on a chair, he buries his head in his hands, then
looks back up at Pacey.) I don't know! I *thought* I would be, but now!
How am I supposed to act around her? What are the rules of etiquette for
actually *dating* your best friend? What are we supposed to do? Does
this mean we're a couple now or are we *almost* a couple, and-
PACEY: Whoa, whoa, slow down, Dawson. Too many questions.
DAWSON: Pacey, when I kissed her...everything was clear to me. I thought
I knew what I wanted. But now I'm not so sure. I don't think we're
ready. She's my best friend! I don't think I can risk losing that. (He
sighs deeply and turns away.) And then there's this whole *unresolved*
thing with Jen, and-
PACEY: (getting down from the counter, in complete disbelief.) *Jen*?
You're still thinking about *Jen*? Dawson, Dawson...you've *got* to be
kidding me. Joey just gave up a chance to go to France for you!
*France*! Paris, France! And now you're going to dump her? Right after
you *kiss* her?
DAWSON: I *know* it sounds awful! But I don't want it to be the end for
us! (Joey steps into the doorway of the video store, but neither of them
see her.) I don't want it to be over...I just want to * delay* it for
awhile. She'll understand.
PACEY: You've *delayed* it for long enough already! You think she's just
going to agree to sit around and wait for you? She's been waiting
forever!
DAWSON: Pacey! We're 15! We're not even on the brink of adulthood yet!
No one can expect this life-long commitment or anything remotely so! But
friendship is forever, Pacey. And before I go ruin things between us
with some kind of commitment to a romantic relationship I think we
should just stop and take a breather for awhile. (Pacey looks at Dawson,
angry. Joey moves slightly, and they both see her. She is steaming.
Dawson looks horrified.)
JOEY: You're such a coward, Dawson. (She turns and leaves. Dawson and
Pacey exchange glances.)
(SC)EXT.CAPESIDE VIDEO.CONTINUOUS
Joey tries to hold back her tears as she walks down the street, but
can't control them. She breaks out into a run, nearly knocking over an
elderly woman who steps out onto the sidewalk from a craft store. Dawson
comes running out of the video store.
DAWSON: Joey! Joey, wait! (Joey keeps running, but Dawson catches up to
her. He grabs her arm.) Joey-
JOEY: (ripping her arm away from him.) Don't! Do *not* touch me, Dawson.
DAWSON: Joey, I didn't mean for you to hear all that. I wanted to talk
about this with you later. I never wanted to hurt you.
JOEY: (choking back tears.) How can you stand here and do this? Just
tell so many bold faced lies, one after the other? All that crap about
truth and honesty! Being totally open with each other? What happened to
that, huh? Dawson, sometimes I can't believe you!
PACEY: (Smiling) Don't worry. I'll think of something to speed things
up. (Joey smiles back at him, a bit unsurely, then gets up and starts to
walk away. Pacey leans back into the seat. She turns back and looks at
him.)
JOEY: Pacey?
PACEY: Yeah?
JOEY: Thanks.
PACEY: Anytime. (They both exchange silent smiles and Joey turns to walk
home.)
(FO)INT.DAWSON'S BEDROOM.NIGHT
Dawson is laying in bed. The light is on, and he is still in his
clothes. The TV isn't on. He stares up at the ceiling. A wind blows the
curtains slightly through the open window and he jumps up.
DAWSON: (hopeful) Joey? Is that you? (He looks through the open window
out into the dark night. No one is on the ladder. He sorrowfully flops
back onto his bed. His bedroom door opens and his mom sticks her head
inside.)
GAIL: Dawson? It's time to get ready for bed, okay?
DAWSON: Has Joey called yet?
GAIL: (sadly) No, sorry. Not yet.
DAWSON: (sitting up) I can't believe this! I hate myself! I *really*
screwed this up.
GAIL: (softly) Don't hate yourself. (She turns to go, then looks back.)
Dawson?
DAWSON: Yeah, Mom?
GAIL: People *do* get second chances. I know that better than anybody.
(She smiles reassuringly and Dawson looks a little better. She shuts the
door behind her and Dawson falls back to his pillows. He looks at his
watch, then at the phone.)
(FO) TO COMMERCIAL
EXT.CAPESIDE HIGH SCHOOL.MONDAY.MORNING
People are getting off their buses, and the school yard is noisy.
Cheerleaders are practicing on the lawn, and a couple of students are
studying under a big oak tree. Dawson stops on the front path, his eyes
darting about in the crowd, searching for Joey. He spots her, getting
out of Pacey's truck. He looks relieved as she and Pacey start walking
towards him, but his face falls as they continue right past him and into
the school without a hello.
(SC) INT.CAPESIDE HIGH SCHOOL.AFTERNOON
Dawson is at his locker, and Jen walks up to him. He looks surprised,
breaking out of the sullen expression he's carried on his face all day
long.
JEN: Hey.
DAWSON: Hey.
JEN: So, what's up? I noticed Joey and Pacey are giving you the infamous
and immature silent treatment today. Need a friend?
DAWSON: (slowly) Yeah...I could.
JEN: (as they start walking down the hallway.) What's going on? I
thought you and Joey were together now.
DAWSON: Well, we're not. I really don't want to explain it right now, so
can we just leave it at that?
JEN: (taken aback) Sure.
DAWSON: Sorry...I just don't feel like talking about it. (Joey comes out
of a classroom, and Dawson grasps at the chance to talk to her.) Joey!
(Joey looks at him, and sees Jen standing next to him. Immediately she
haughtily stalks off. Dawson looks beaten. Jen looks at him.)
JEN: God...she's really angry. Dawson, what happened? You have to tell
me.
DAWSON: Jen...I can't...
JEN: Yeah, I know, I'm sorry...(He starts to walk away.) Dawson?
DAWSON: Hmm?
JEN: I know this may come at a little late notice and at an inopportune
time, but do you want to see a movie tonight? (quickly) As friends, of
course. Grams wants me to get out of the house for awhile. You know,
"God and your Grandfather are together now. They would not want you
sitting around the house moping for your loss instead of celebrating
your Grandfather's passing to a better place," she says. If I don't get
out of the house soon I might do something terrible. (Dawson looks
unsure.) Please? It'll help get your mind off Joey?
DAWSON: (giving in) What time? (Jen smiles)
(SC) INT.ICE HOUSE.NEXT AFTERNOON
Joey is working behind the counter, looking unhappy. The restaurant is
empty, except a pair of little girls in a booth eating ice cream. Pacey
races in, looking like he got struck by lightning. He runs to the
counter and sits down,slapping his hand against the counter.
PACEY: (yelling) Service, please!
JOEY: What are *you* doing here?
PACEY: Um..wild guess. I'm hungry?
JOEY: Couldn't you eat someplace else?
PACEY: Does this mean you're going to poison my food again?
JOEY: (bitingly) You know what they say, third times a charm! (She
smiles evilly and hands Pacey a menu. He tosses it aside.)
PACEY: I'll just have a medium order of fries.
JOEY: (writing it on the paper and passing it back to the kitchen.)
So...
PACEY: So, I have a plan.
JOEY: For what?
PACEY: For you to get Dawson back.
JOEY: (snorting at the idea) Did I ever really have him?
PACEY: (he's obviously excited over this little plan of his.) I've been
thinking since Saturday night. We can't keep up this silent treatment
thing. It's already been two full days of school. (he pauses.) See, you
and I know Dawson better than anyone, right?
JOEY: (confused about where this is heading) I guess...
PACEY: What's the one controlling factor in his life? Movies, right?
JOEY: (rolling her eyes.) Obviously.
PACEY: So that's what we gotta do! We gotta play him by that!
JOEY: (sitting down on a stool on her side of the counter.) I don't
follow...
PACEY: Okay, in a movie, how does a girl get the guy to recognize what
she's worth?
JOEY: Let's see.. gets sick and/or is put in a life-threatening
situation. Dawson drilled that one into me.
PACEY: Yeah, and you can't make yourself sick, so that won't work, and
we both know that Dawson couldn't save you from anything if his *life*
depended on it.
JOEY: (rolling her eyes.) Your point would be?
PACEY: Well? What's the other way? (Joey doesn't reply.) She makes him
*insanely* jealous by going out with a dashing, handsome, charming,
*wonderful* young man who he feels he could *never* compete with.
JOEY: And I see you think this *wonderful* young man could be played by
you?
PACEY: Of course.
JOEY: That's so Neanderthal, Pacey.
PACEY: Is it? Cause, I remember a certain Jen going out with a certain
Cliff, and making a certain Dawson *very* jealous!
JOEY: (angrily) Well, *I* am *certainly* not Jen! (The bell rings, and
Joey gets Pacey's fries from the kitchen. She hands them to him.) So
this is your big plan, huh? And what makes you think Dawson could *ever*
believe I would fall for you?
PACEY: (laughing) Come on, Joey. Think about it. We have *so* much in
common.
JOEY: (doubtful) Like what?
PACEY: Let's see, we've got *jerks* for fathers, pain-in-the-ass
siblings, low self-esteem and we're both social outcasts. Plus, we both
have an idiot friend named Dawson. We're a match made in heaven! And
when Dawson sees us together, he's going to see all that and it's going
to drive him *crazy*!
JOEY: (laughing) You really think this'll work?
PACEY: Yeah, of course. (he stuffs a fry into his mouth.)
JOEY: (she stares at the counter sadly, then looks up at him.) Can I ask
you a question?
PACEY: Sure.
JOEY: Why are you doing this for me?
PACEY: (thinking) Well, one, I think you're gorgeous. (Joey looks away
from him, uncomfortable.) And you're fun to be with... and you deserve
to be happy. And Dawson's never going to see what I'm looking at right
now unless someone hits him over the head with it. I mean, you're a
great girl, Joey.
JOEY: (blushing) I'm *not*.
PACEY: You are. But don't worry, it's not like I'm in *love* with you or
anything. You can still be my arch enemy, if you like. (He pauses, and
eats some fries. Joey looks at him, pondering his plan. Pacey suddenly
looks at her, evilly.) You realize of course the means we'll have to
kiss in public.
JOEY: (taking his fries away from him and puts them near the register,
just out of his reach.) Ughh! You wish!
PACEY: What? We can't make everyone think we're together without a
little public displaying of affection, Joey.
JOEY: (disgusted, she heads back into the kitchen. Pacey eyes his fries
that Joey put next to the cash register and grabs them. She comes back
in from the kitchen.) If we're going out now, you know that means you
have to pick me up for school tomorrow.
PACEY: I'll be there bright and early. (He flashes her a wicked smile
and she can't help but smile back. He tosses his napkin down on the
counter and stands up. Joey turns and walks back into the kitchen, then
suddenly she runs back.)
JOEY: Pacey! You didn't pay for those fries! (But Pacey is already gone.
She sits down on a stool, defeated.)
(SC) EXT.JOEY'S HOUSE.WEDNESDAY.MORNING
Joey races out the front door, Bessie following much more slowly, with
the baby on her hip. Pacey reaches across the front seat to unlock the
passenger side door.
BESSIE: Joey! Aren't you walking to school with Dawson?
JOEY: (climbing into the truck) Not today! (under her breath) Not ever!
(She slams the door.)
PACEY: (sarcastically.)Good morning, sunshine. (Joey rolls her eyes.)
JOEY: Die, Pacey.
PACEY: (he flashes her a charming smile.) What, no good morning kiss?
JOEY: (moving as far away from him as possible.) Shut up, Pacey. (He
starts the engine and they drive off.)
(SC)EXT.CAPESIDE HIGH SCHOOL.MORNING
The regular school morning scene. Pacey's truck pulls into a space near
the front of school, and Joey quickly climbs out. Pacey locks the door
and tosses his keys into his pocket.)
JOEY: I don't know why you bother locking this hunk of junk. It's not
like anyone would even *consider* stealing it.
PACEY: Hey, you may insult me all you wish. Do *not* attack my vehicle.
The privacy of having my own truck could come in handy when I get a
*real* girlfriend.
JOEY: (disgusted)You know, Pacey, your *real* vehicle is in your pants.
I think it may be the only thing that controls your mind. And *no one*
in their right mind would go out with *you*.
PACEY: (laughing) Oh, then why are you going out with me?
JOEY: I'm beginning to doubt my sanity when I made *that* decision.
Anyway, we're not really going out, so- (Pacey takes her hand and she
stops talking, surprised.) What are you doing?
PACEY: (she tries to pull her hand away but he holds on tight.) Please,
Joey. We can't be all lovey-dovey *just* around Dawson. He'll see right
through it. We have to make it believable. (They walk into the school.)
JOEY: You just have this *whole thing* figured out, don't you?
PACEY: I know, I am a genius. (They stop in front of her locker. Joey
raises her hand to do her combination, but Pacey stops her.) What's your
combination?
JOEY: *What*? You think I'm going to tell you my combination?
PACEY: Every boyfriend knows his girlfriend's combo. Come on-what is it?
(Joey shakes her head in disgust and twirls her lock, then opens her
locker.)
JOEY: Where are you getting all this information from? Is there some
"Learn-how-to Pose as a Boyfriend" handbook out there that no one knows
about?
PACEY: Just trust me. I have three sisters. And of course, in-the-closet
Deputy Doug. I know these things. (Joey rolls her eyes at him and takes
a book out of her locker, then shuts it. She leans against the wall and
looks at him. Pacey sees Abby, the school gossip, coming down the
hallway.) Quick, kiss me.
JOEY: I'd rather eat rat poison.
PACEY: I'm serious. Abby is coming. If she sees us, word will be all
over school by next period. Dawson will hear it. It's perfect. (Joey
hesitates, then Pacey just pulls her to him and kisses her. Abby stops
in her tracks with a stifled laugh.)
ABBY: (under her breath as she continues down the hall.) Wait till
everyone hears about this! (She quickly walks into a classroom to talk
to her friends. Pacey pulls away. Joey looks stunned.)
JOEY: I...I have to... (she starts to walk away, clumsily. She almost
crashes into someone walking down the hallway, and quickly utters an
apology. She turns and sees it's Jen.)
JEN: Hey, Joey. (She looks from Joey, to Pacey, then back to Joey.)
Did...did I just see what I thought I saw?
PACEY: (flashing her a smile and throwing his arm around Joey. She
forces a smile.) Yes, you did.
JEN: But... I thought... you guys hated each other! I don't understand.
PACEY: Let's call it a love-hate relationship. I gotta go. I'll see you
later. (He kisses Joey on the cheek. She isn't amused. Pacey walks away.
Jen is stunned.)
JEN: Joey!
JOEY: (embarrassed) What?
JEN: How come you didn't say anything?
JOEY: (trying to think of an explanation) Why...would I say anything?
Besides, it just happened, like yesterday.
JEN: (as they start to walk down the hall.) So...I guess this means
there isn't a *Dawson* issue, anymore.
JOEY: (pretending to be happy) No, I guess there's not!
JEN: So there's no hard feelings?
JOEY: (biting back angry words.) Of course not. Why would there be? (Jen
smiles at her happily.)
JEN: Great! Then we're friends?
JOEY: I guess so!
JEN: (stopping in front of her classroom.) Well, I have to go to
class...hey...listen, I know you and Dawson aren't exactly speaking
right now, but do you know why he's not in school? We were supposed to
walk to school together today but he never showed. I figured he must
have gotten sick.
JOEY: (surprised) He's not in school?
JEN: (surprised Joey didn't know.) No...
JOEY: I didn't even notice . (She turns to go. Jen starts to go into her
classroom, then stops.)
JEN: Joey?
JOEY: Yeah?
JEN: I'm glad we're friends now. (Joey smiles tightly, then walks away.
She rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath.)
JOEY: Bitch. (Jen turns to go, happy, oblivious to Joey's real
feelings.)
(SC)INT.DAWSON'S BEDROOM.EVENING
Dawson is sitting on the edge of his bed, watching the TV like a zombie.
Something clangs against his window, then Joey climbs in. He jumps, then
looks at her, surprised. Joey doesn't look at him.
DAWSON: (happily) Joey! Hi!
JOEY: (lowly) Hey. (She looks around the room, trying to avoid his
eyes.) So, Jen said you stayed home.
DAWSON: Yeah...excuse, stomach-ache. Reason: Spielberg marathon, channel
10. (He laughs slightly. There is tension in the air.) Wanna watch with
me?
JOEY: Um... (she eyes the TV.)
DAWSON: Please? It'll be like old times.
JOEY: (angrily) Don't say that, Dawson. *Don't* try to make up with me.
It's not going to be that way anymore.
DAWSON: (getting up and walking to her) You can't say that, Joey! Please
don't tell me you really think that? Look, Joey, I know I've been
*insensitive*, and *indecisive*, and I totally deserve to have you
*hate* me for the rest of your life. I shouldn't have kissed you if I
wasn't *totally* sure about how I felt because no one, especially not
you, deserves to have their feelings jerked around like that. (he
caresses her face, looking deep into her eyes.) But *please* don't tell
me there's no hope for forgiveness. If there's even just the slightest
chance- (Joey looks fed up.)
JOEY: (coldly, backing away from him.) Look, Dawson, I didn't come here
to make up. I just came over cause I left my wallet here and I need it.
(She moves away from him.)
DAWSON: Joey...
JOEY: (She sees her wallet and grabs it.) Dawson! I *don't* want to go
back to being *good old Joey* anymore! Can't you see that?
DAWSON: This is why I didn't want to start this! I knew this whole
*love* thing would wreck *everything*! (he looks frustrated. Joey looks
him in the eyes.)
JOEY: No, Dawson, it didn't ruin it.
DAWSON: (hopeful) It didn't?
JOEY: No. Your *fear* of love "wrecking things" ruined our so-called
friendship. *You're* the one who ruined it. (Dawson looks let down and
hurt. Joey moves to the window. Dawson tries to stop her, gently. He
takes hold of her arm. OL: "Gone to the Movies" by Semi-sonic begins to
play.)
DAWSON: (pleadingly) Joey, I know I can't expect you to-
JOEY: Dawson, I have to go. I'm going to be late. (She tries to pull her
arm away.)
DAWSON: Late for what?
JOEY: (looking out the window.) I'm going to the movies with Pacey. (She
looks back at him, unsure of what his reaction will be. He lets go of
her arm, stunned.)
DAWSON: With *Pacey*? (Dawson looks deeply depressed with this news.)
JOEY: Yeah...it's...
DAWSON: (backing away from her.) It's not like a...date or anything, is
it? I mean-(Joey is about to answer when Dawson's bedroom door opens.)
JOEY: Dawson-
GAIL: Dawson! Dinner is ready. (She sees Joey in the window.) Oh, hi,
Joey! I didn't know you were here. (She smiles at her son, but he
doesn't smile back.) Would you like to stay for dinner?
JOEY: No, thanks, Mrs. Leery, but I was just leaving. (She smiles at
Mrs. Leery, glares at Dawson and steps out onto the ladder. Dawson
watches her go. Dawson turns to his mother, looking sad.)
GAIL: What's wrong?
DAWSON: She's going to a movie.
GAIL: (confused about why he's mad about that) Um...so...
DAWSON: She's going with Pacey.
GAIL: Why aren't you going?
DAWSON: *I* wasn't invited. (Gail sits down next to her son, not quite
sure what to say.)
GAIL: Are they going out on an actual date?
DAWSON: (ready to pull his hair out) I don't know! Two weeks ago, they
couldn't stand to be in the same *room* together for more than a second.
GAIL: (thinking) Dawson, if it means anything to you, I don't see Joey
and Pacey as a possible couple. Not in a million years. They're probably
just going as friends.
MITCH: (OS) Gail! Are you coming? (Gail looks down the hall towards her
bedroom doorway.)
GAIL: Be right there! (She finishes her conversation with Dawson
quickly.) You know what? I think we can save dinner for later. Honey,
even though you're not feeling that great today, you might want to go to
the movies. (She offers him a 10 dollar bill.) Just go on down to the
Rialto and see what's playing, okay? (Dawson gives her a kiss on the
cheek and rushes past her and runs downstairs.)
(SC) EXT.CAPESIDE.RIALTO.NIGHT
Pacey and Joey are standing in line, towards the front. Dawson walks up
and stops at the end of the line, trying to see them without being seen.
He sees Pacey lean over to Joey and say something, and she laughs.
Dawson's attention focuses on Joey's smiling face. He zones out the rest
of the world. Her laughter cuts through the fog in his mind as clear as
a bell. Suddenly someone taps Dawson on the shoulder and he jumps. He
turns to see who it is and backs up with disgust before thinking about
his actions. It's Abby.
ABBY: Why, if it isn't the spurned Dawson Leery.
DAWSON: What?
ABBY: (snottily) You know, Dawson, first it's *Jen*, and now this thing
with Pacey and *Joey*...I mean, no *wonder* you skipped school today.
You haven't had a nice time lately, have you? I thought you and Joey
would be *together* *forever*, and now look at you! I mean, isn't Pacey
like, one of your best friends?
DAWSON: I don't quite follow you, but if you're hinting that Joey and
Pacey are an item or whatever you'd like to call it, you're wrong. Look
at them. They're as far from romantic as you can get. (He looks at them,
wincing at his own unconvincing voice. He couldn't even make himself
believe that. Joey punches Pacey in the arm, and he mocks being hurt as
he throws her another insult.)
ABBY: They could've fooled me!
DAWSON: What do you mean? (he's confused)
ABBY: (remembering) Oh! That's right! You weren't in school today when
Pacey and Joey had their various makeout sessions in the middle of the
hallway! (She clicks her tongue) What a pity. I'm *sure* you would have
enjoyed seeing his tongue halfway down her throat. (She laughs) See ya
later, Dawson. Have a nice night. (She saunters off, feeling better now
that she's degraded someone. Stunned, Dawson watches her leave, then
focuses back on Joey and Pacey. They are buying their tickets. Pacey is
paying for both of the tickets. Thinking Abby must have been right, he
turns and walks away quickly. He wipes his eyes and tries to straighten
up as he walks home, but he can't keep his composure for long. To avoid
his parents he creeps up the ladder and into his room.)
(OL of "Gone to the Movies" by SemiSonic stops.)
(FO) TO COMMERCIAL
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