[True Love - Pacey is fishing and Joey is messing with something on the boat. He pulls a fish on board.]
Pacey: Hey! Just caught us some dinner.
Joey: Ahh, seafood. Great change of pace, Pace.
Pacey: Was that a note of disgust I detect at our sustenance of the ocean born?
Joey: After this trip, if I never eat a thing that breathes through gills again, it'll be too soon. (she kisses his cheek. Pacey looks off to the distance and sees land.)
Pacey: So there she blows, huh? Capeside, Mass. Our first and last port of call.
Joey: Doesn't look much different than when we left it, does it?
Pacey: Well, that's cause it ain't, Fraulien.
Joey: I'm in no more of a race than you are to get back there, but it's not like we have another choice.
Pacey: We don't have to go home. We survived three months taking odd jobs. We can survive as long as we want. Just as long as we're happy.
Joey: Pacey, if you're so serious about this, than why bring it up now? Two hours from home?
Pacey: Twelve hours from home. See, I think we should probably drop anchor here, have a bite to eat and then we can debate whether or not to scrap this whole mission home.
Joey: You know, I don't believe you, Pacey Witter. I mean, as truant as your natural instinct may be, you'd never really suggest skipping our senior year entirely.
Pacey: Just what would we be missing from the land of poorly scripted melodramas, huh? Recycled plot lines, tiresome self-realizations. Throw in the occasional downward spiral of a dear friend, maybe a baby here and death there, and all you really got is a recipe for some soul sucking, mind numbing ennui, and I for one could skip it. (he kisses her again on the lips. She moves her mouth up and tenderly kisses the tip of his nose. Awww!)
Joey: You know what continually amazes me, Pacey?
Pacey: What's that?
Joey: How long you've lasted without being thrown off this boat.
Pacey: Well finally. There's something we can both agree upon.
(Joey smiles at Pacey and raises an eyebrow. The two hold hands as they jump off the boat and into the water.)
[The Beach - Jack sits flanked on a beach chair by Jen and Andie.]
Jen: I'd kick off Jack.
Jack: You'd kick me off the island before you'd kick off Andie?
Jen: Andie's very resourceful.
Andie: Alright, give it up for girl power!
Jack: Yeah, ruthless alliance.
Andie: Oh, come on, Jack. It's not like we kicked you off first or anything. I mean, we've already kicked off Grams.
Jen: Yeah.
Jack: Yeah, that comparison just bathes me in relief.
Dawson: You guys should go in, the water's warm.
Andie: Yeah, right, and reapply the 20 minutes of lotion I just put on? No thanks.
Jack: We gotta go. We gotta paint Mrs. Hamacott at 2 o'clock.
Jen: Mmm, sounds kinky.
Dawson: It means her house. It's the last one of the season, AND there's still an hour before we have to be there.
Jack: Yeah, but we gotta stop by the hardware store, we gotta get paint, we gotta get some rollers...
Dawson: Alright, well hold on. It's our last beach day of the season I want to get this on record. (pulls out camera)
Jen: Dawson, please, no pictures. I look awful.
Dawson: Well, now you're going to look awful for posterity. Ready? Okay, one, two, three.
Jen: Oh.
Dawson: Nice.
Jack: (getting up to leave with Dawson) We'll see you guys at the Dive-In tonight?
Jen: Yep. Uhh, Dawson, I hear that they're playing Jaws.
Dawson: Oh, good. I haven't seen that one yet. (they all laugh)
Jack: See ya guys later.
Andie: See ya!
Jen: Bye! (Dawson and Jack walk off down the beach with their things)
Andie: Ooh!! Cute boys, two o'clock!
Jen: Like it even matters.
Andie: Come on, one of us is single.
Jen: (laughing) In theory. But in practice, Andie, let's face it, your sex life this summer has been an episode of "Abstinence and the City".
Andie: Well is it my fault that this one horse Hamlet hasn't offered a suitable summer fling?
Jen: Oh, Andie, there are plenty of guys. I mean, face it, you're just not bold enough to go up and talk to them.
Andie: And if you were in my shoes, you would?
Jen: Yes. I mean, come on, I think that my resume speaks for itself.
Andie: Fine. I'm gonna go talk to them.
Jen: Okay.
Andie: I am.
Jen: You go.
Andie: I am.
Jen: Well?
Andie: Well, I am just negotiating the proper approach.
Jen: Well excuse me while I negotiate the proper approach to the snack bar. Scardy cat. (walking off towards the snack bar)
Andie: I am not.
Jen: Are so.
Andie: Am not!
Jen: Are so!
[Capeside dock - True Love is at port and Pacey and Joey unload some stuff off the boat.]
Pacey: (lifting some wrapped packages of Joey's) Boy! That's a little on the heavy side. Who's that one for?
Joey: Umm… my sister, I think. Is that everything?
Pacey: Yeah for right now. I figured we'd just leave the rest of the stuff on boat and pick it up tomorrow. Uhh, before we leave though, there is one other thing we should cover.
Joey: What's that?
Pacey: Well, they're gonna ask.
Joey: Who's gonna ask what?
Pacey: The masses. They're gonna ask what happened on the boat. So, between you and I, you know, sexually speaking.
Joey: No one cares, Pacey. Okay, maybe they care, but they're not going to ask. It's too crass.
Pacey: We live in a crass age.
Joey: Okay, so what are you going to say?
Pacey: That really depends.
Joey: On?
Pacey: On what you're going to say.
Joey: Well, I guess I'm going to say nothing because it's no one's business.
Pacey: That's good. Nothing sounds perfect.
Joey: Besides, they're not going to ask.
Pacey: Oh, they'll ask.
Joey: Well, this is it. The last of our summer. I go left, you go right and we spend the next full 24 hours away from each other.
Pacey: If you're curious as to why I'm not currently awash in sadness, it's only because, to be perfectly honest, you were starting to get on my nerves, Jo.
Joey: Good, because you know, I'd hate to think after all of our intimate talks, you were actually covering up your aching heart with false bravado.
Pacey: Well, put your mind at ease. I guess I'll call you tomorrow, maybe.
Joey: Oh, if you think about it. Sure, okay. Good luck out there.
Pacey: Thanks. (they both walk in opposite directions, the camera staying on True Love bobbing in the water at the end of the dock. Suddenly both Pacey and Joey rush back towards each other and share some intense smoochies.)
[Capeside Hardware Store - Dawson is looking over some shelves when a girl approaches him. Dawson doesn't take his eyes off the shelf, and she only notices a profile of him.]
Gretchen: Excuse me, do you know where the light bulbs are?
Dawson: Uhh, usually up.
Gretchen: I meant which aisle.
Dawson: Sorry, I don't work here.
Gretchen: Lucky for management. (turning to walk away, then turning back as Dawson begins to speak)
Dawson: Umm, if it helps, (turning towards Gretchen) I think they're on aisle 4… Gretchen?
Gretchen: Dawson? Wow!
Dawson: Hi.
Gretchen: Hi. How are you?
Dawson: I… damp, at the moment.
Gretchen: And in the grander scheme of things? I sorta heard through the family about last spring.
Dawson: Oh, that. I'm fine. I'm fine. And, are you still home from college for the summer?
Gretchen: A little bit longer than that. It's no biggie, I'm just taking some time off.
Dawson: Great, well, at the risk of sounding trite, it's nice seeing you again.
Gretchen: At the risk of sounding redundant, it's good to see you too. Damp and all. (Gretchen walks off as Jack is walking up)
Jack: 'kay, I got the paint, you got the rollers. Who's the girl?
Dawson: What girl?
Jack: The girl you're gonna pretend to have no knowledge of until I annoy you with the question over and over and over again. That girl.
Dawson: Uhh, long story.
Jack: Good, cause we got the whole North side of Mrs. Hamacott's to paint.
[Potter B&B - Joey is in the kitchen/dining room with Bessie, catching up.]
Joey: I can't believe you!
Bessie: I'm your sister. I'm entitled to know.
Joey: No, you're not.
Bessie: I'll rephrase, I'm your sister you ditched high and dry last year. I'm entitled to know.
Joey: Open your gift.
Bessie: A plant.
Joey: It's a Carolina Jasmine. At night if the wind hit right, we could smell them two miles out on the water.
Bessie: At night while you and Pacey were…
Joey: Quit it. I haven't even unpacked yet. (walks over towards her room)
Bessie: Hey, Joey, wait..
Man: (Joey opens her bedroom door.) Hey! (Joey immediately closes the door)
Joey: Why is there an underwear clad stranger in my bedroom?
Bessie: That's where he lives.
Joey: You rented out my room?
Bessie: Until Tuesday. Come over here, my turn to give you a gift.
Joey: An accounting book. You're so kind.
Bessie: Look at that number. (the book flashes something over $17,000)
Joey: (Joey just glances at the number and tries to apologize) Bessie, I'm sorry, I didn't realize how difficult it would be…
Bessie: Joey, it has a plus next to it, not a minus. Welcome to one of the most successful bread and breakfast in the state, Joey. We doubled our rates and we're still booked well through the fall.
Joey: But when I called, you never mentioned…
Bessie: I wanted it to be a surprise. (the sisters share a hug)
[The beach - Andie sits on a blanket with the two cuties she pointed out to Jen. Jen walks up with her drink.]
Andie: …hanging out with my friends, helping my brother out with his numerous problems. Oh, there you are Jennifer. I was just chatting with the guys. I'd like you to meet (with a French accent) Jean and Jean-Jean.
Jen: Oh, hello Jeanss.
Andie: They're French (missed word), and they're backpacking through the east coast for this summer. Just stopped in Capeside yesterday. Uhh, tell me they are not adorable, plus 10 times 10 to the 10th power. (the boys look at each other confused)
Jen: Andie, they can hear you.
Andie: Doesn't matter. One of them barely speaks any English, the other one knows 'Hello' 'Goodbye' and lyrics to an N'Sync song.
Jean: We would like very much for you to tour us the city.
Andie: We'd love to.
Jen: Uhh, sorry boys, I'm gonna have to catch up with you on the Riviera.
Andie: Okay Frenchies, let's go tour Capeside and any other terrain you're interested in covering. (Andie and the boys walk off leaving Jen in shock at Andie's bravado.)
[Dougie's house - Pacey has just given his brother a gift.]
Pacey: It's a Florida snowman. Get it?
Doug: Notice my fits of laughter.
Pacey: (jumping on the couch) Oh yeah… how's my favorite couch been? You been keeping it warm for me?
Doug: Oh, you know it's funny you should bring that up.
Pacey: Oh, come on now, Dougie, you're not going to cast me out to the wolves, are you?
Doug: Oh, seems I have to. Somebody's already moved in. Sorry.
Pacey: Uhh, you and Rupert finally decide to tie the knot?
Doug: I see three months on the water has done absolutely nothing to improve your sense of humor.
Pacey: Don't tell me this is a girl or something.
Doug: Well, yes, as a matter of fact, it is.
Pacey: Well, that's just fantastic. Just as I need a place to sleep, you decide to get all hetero on me.
Doug: As much as I would love to put an end to your inaccurate comments regarding my sexuality, I assure you, this relationship is purely platonic.
Pacey: Good. Than I'm sure whoever this mystery guest is couldn't possibly be as important as your baby bro, bro.
Doug: That's where you're wrong, cause she's equally important… and equally related.
Gretchen: (walking through the front door) Sorry I'm late, Doug, I had to stop at the hardware store to get some light bulbs.
Pacey: Gretchen?
Gretchen: Hey! Nice hair loser. Come give your big sister a hug! (Pacey jumps over the couch and attacks his sister with a huge bear hug. Awww!!)
[Dawson's front yard - Joey arrives and looks up at the house. After a moment, she walks to the door and lets herself in.]
Joey: Hello? Mrs. Leery? Mr. Leery? (pause) Dawson? (she looks through the kitchen and living room, before finally heading upstairs. As she walks into Dawson's room, she is surprised at what she finds - a totally different room. His 'Imagine' poster is matted and framed, and a large amount of black and white photographs are framed and hung around his room. Pictures of Jen, Jack and Andie. I think it's even a different color paint.)
[Mrs. Hamacott's house - Jack is up on a ladder painting some railing on a balcony. Dawson is preparing to paint the wall as he talks to Jack.]
Dawson: She was my first crush. I was 10, 11… She must have been… 13. Spending the evening at the Witter house, and Gretchen and two of her friends were out in the backyard. Pacey had the brilliant idea of water ballooning the whole wad of them. We went to work for two hours, filling water balloons. By the time we got outside, Gretchen and her friends were already in their bathing suits. They must have heard our plot through an open bathroom window. And uhh, of course Pacey decided to balloon them anyway. But I remember just staring at Gretchen, like I had never seen a girl in a bathing suit before. It just hit me, without warning, right then and there. And then from then on, any money that would have formally gone to baseball cards or action figures, was now being spent on chocolates and $5 tulips that I would leave anonymously on Gretchen Witter's stoop. It wasn't until years later that I realized my crush had been a running family joke.
Jack: Yeah, right. So what happened?
Dawson: The same thing that happens with all adolescent crushes. Absolutely nothing.
[Dougie's House - Doug, Gretchen and Pacey talk about the current status of the housing arrangement.]
Pacey: I will simply not be replaced. It's too damaging to my fragile ego.
Gretchen: Oh, get over yourself.
Pacey: Why don't you get over yourself, okay? Aren't you a college student or something?
Gretchen: It's called taking time off.
Pacey: Sure it is. I'm the only other Witter that euphemism won't fool.
Gretchen: Mind your own business, little brother.
Pacey: Lego my living quarters and maybe I won't dig up whatever sordid mess it was that landed you in this remote corner of the world.
Doug: Alright, that's enough you two. Now Pacey, you currently have other living options. Gretchen does not.
Pacey: Oh really? And what might those living options be, Dougie?
Doug: Well for starters, there's your boat.
Pacey: Are you joking? I spent the last 100 days living on that thing.
Doug: Okay, fine. Carrie and the no-neck monsters are still at mom and dad's. But I believe there is a couch there. Am I wrong?
Pacey: Oh, no, you're not wrong. I just as soon take a cot on death row.
Gretchen: Hey, there's always the zoo.
Pacey: Down, Gretzilla.
Gretchen: As usual, your level of maturity astounds. I know, why don't you stay with Joey?
Pacey: What's that suppose to mean?
Gretchen: Well, you have a girlfriend now. I'm sure she would be more than happy to set you up with a little bed. Or share hers.
Pacey: You know, honestly, I don't appreciate that suggestion or the tone that accompanies it.
Doug: You know, Gretchen's got a point. If any place has extra rooms, it's a B&B.
Pacey: I'm not going to impose upon on that family.
Gretchen: Yeah, why should you, when you have your own to impose on?
Pacey: Ahh, Gretchen, so good to have you home. Oh no, whoops, silly me. I don't have a home anymore.
Gretchen: Hey, it pains me to see you this way. It really does. (to Doug) Pass the iced tea. Thanks.
[Gram's house - Jen sits in the kitchen with Joey catching up, as Grams hovers around.]
Jen: So football camp led to an unexpected scholarship at Hanover Academy and Henry and his parents decided that attending would double his college options, so the next thing you know, I'm dating a guy who goes to boarding school four hours away.
Grams: They're doing what Jennifer terms, the long distance thang.
Jen: Which ironically Grams disproves of.
Grams: Youth is a time to be spent in the now. Not pining away for a solitary weekend every other month or so.
Jen: Isn't there a pair of knitting needles calling your name somewhere?
Grams: I suppose they are. (to Joey) Goodbye Josephine. Nice to have you back, safe and sound. (Grams walks out)
Jen: Okay, enough me. You're the one fresh from the world excursion. So?
Joey: We had the time of our life. I honestly wouldn't even know where to begin talking about it.
Jen: Well, I'll help you out. Cut to the sordid stuff.
Joey: Jen!
Jen: Come on, Joey, I wouldn't be human if I didn't want to know. You and Pacey, alone on a boat for three months. Everybody's going to ask.
Joey: We're not talking about it.
Jen: With my experience, that particular yes or no question, no means no, and 'we're not talking about it' means you did.
Joey: You got me. We did it. All day, all night, 24-7. Are you aware that there are at least 38 known differing sexual positions. And 42 if you're flexible enough.
Jen: Okay, it's none of my business.
Joey: (after a pause) Jen, how is everyone else doing?
Jen: Good. Everybody's good.
Joey: I should probably be going. I promised Bessie I'd help with dinner.
Jen: Well, what are you doing tonight? You and Pacey just laying low?
Joey: No, we're not doing anything. We're taking our first official night off from each other.
Jen: Well, we are going to the Dive-In. Why don't you join us?
Joey: I don't know if that's such a good idea.
Jen: 8 o'clock, Stepmunk Cove, and I'm gonna tell everybody that you'll be there.
Joey: Bye.
[Capeside - Andie is giving the "two cuties" a tour of the city. They amble along behind her as she rambles on.]
Andie: And, on your right, we have a very historic building where many historic events occurred. Sorry, I hope I'm not boring you with all the specifics.
Jean: Oh no, you are beautiful when you speak.
Andie: Oh stop! (the guys both stop in their tracks) No, I didn't really mean stop.
Jean: I am sorry. I don't understand.
Andie: Never mind. (referring to Jean-Jean) So, uhh.. does he ever speak?
Jean: (speaks to Jean-Jean in French, Jean-Jean answer in French) When he wants.
Andie: So, anyway, what's your town like?
Jean: I come from Paris. Have you been?
Andie: Oh, no, but I want to go desperately.
Jean: Why?
Andie: Because, it's the city of romance. It's the city of love, lost and found, it's Degas, Cezanne, Monet, Van Gogh. I mean, even though I've never been there, like I know it better than my own home. (Jean-Jean says something in French) What did he say?
Jean: He said you know it so well because it's in your heart.
Andie: (smiling) Oh!
[Dawson's house - they are in a dark room where Jen helps Dawson develop some photographs.]
Dawson: So, how'd she look?
Jen: Dawson.
Dawson: It's a question.
Jen: She looked great.
Dawson: Great. Great. Sure the light wasn't in your eyes? She didn't grow a hump or some hideous skin disorder or something?
Jen: Does this mean that you don't want to see her?
Dawson: I didn't say that.
Jen: Good, because I invited her to come with us to the Dive-In tonight.
Dawson: You… How very thoughtful of you.
Jen: Dawson, come on, you're gonna have to dispense with the awkward intro sooner or later, so why not?
Dawson: What happened to the natural progression of things?
Jen: Joey naturally came over and I naturally invited her. I don't know.
Dawson: So, is what's his name going to be there?
Jen: No. No, they're taking the night off. Which would make this the perfect opportunity for the two of you to have your navigable Geneva conference while you decide to remain friends forever no matter what happens.
Dawson: Why are you so resolute about this?
Jen: I don't know. I guess I've just been thinking back to the way everything went down last year, you know. How you found out and all, and I…
Dawson: You feel responsible?
Jen: Yes, I do. Wouldn't you?
Dawson: The only thing you're responsible for is helping me have arguably the best summer of my life. (Dawson and Jen share a smile. The scene cuts to Dawson and Jen walking into the living room and finding Mitch and Gail making out on the couch. Jen smiles and Dawson clears his throat.)
Mitch: Dawson!
Gail: Jen!
Mitch: Dawson and Jen.
Dawson: Welcome to the Leery house, where it's Deja-screw all over again.
Mitch: (getting off Gail and helping her up) No, no, no. We were just going over the possible renovations for the home.
Gail: (laughing) You're dying on the vine, dear.
Jen: (laughing) Later, Mrs. Leery. Mr. Leery. (Dawson and Jen walk out)
Mitch: (walking up the stairs, with Gail following behind) You said you checked the rooms.
Gail: I did.
Mitch: You didn't check the dark room.
Gail: I didn't count the dark room.
Mitch: From now, the dark room counts.
[Joey's dock - she sits with her legs hanging over the dock, pulling the leaves off of corn to prepare for dinner. Pacey sneaks up behind her and places his hands over her eyes.]
Pacey: Guess who?
Joey: Uhh, let's see. It can't possibly be my boyfriend. We're not supposed to see each other till tomorrow. He was growing sick of me.
Pacey: Yeah, that was before he found out he was homeless and needed to bum a couch for the night.
Joey: Ahh, try again. B&B is booked. I'm on the couch till Tuesday.
Pacey: Is it just me, or are you starting to get the distinct feeling that this town really didn't miss us all that much.
Joey: It's like the reverse of "It's a Wonderful Life". Everybody's better off without us.
Pacey: Except for each other. So what do you want to do tonight? (Joey makes a face like she's thinking) Wanna grab some pizza and hang out on the boat or, I was thinking maybe we could go catch a bad summer movie at the $1.50 theater. What do you say?
Joey: Well, uhh… actually, Jen invited me to the Dive-In.
Pacey: The Dive-In?? Everybody from school is gonna be at the Dive-In. To be perfectly honest, I don't think I'm prepared for that quite yet. (Joey gives him a weird look. After a long pause,) Were you gonna go without me?
Joey: We could just go together. I think it would be fun. And healthy. You know, to see everyone.
Pacey: To see Dawson.
Joey: Yes, to see Dawson, which we've talked about, Pacey. It's no secret that I'm anxious to get things squared away with him.
Pacey: It's no secret. And to be perfectly honest. I don't really care where we go or what we do. As long as we do it together. (they share some smoochies)
Joey: Thank you. (she gets up, Pacey hands her the bowl of corn, and he gets up to follow her into the house)
[The Dive-In - all these teenagers in swim suits are everywhere. There's boats that line the water. Some teenagers sit on boats, others splash around in the water swimming, or on floating tubes. Some line the beach sitting on towels and blankets. Andie shows up with her two cuties. She notices Dawson, Jack and Jen on a boat as she walks past.]
Andie: Hey! (to the cuties) You guys go on and I'll be in a second. (they walk off, leaving Andie)
Jack: Ahh, looks like somebody found some new friends.
Dawson: Don't forget Andie, it was the French who coined the term ménage à trois.
Andie: Ménage-I-don't-think-so. Besides, I only like the one who speaks English. The other one just stands there looking like a dolt.
Jen: So do you know if he's single, yet?
Andie: I'm working on it. Give me an hour. (she walks off smiling)
Dawson: (looks off down the beach and notices Pacey and Joey approaching. His face turns cold and he looks back towards the screen. Pacey and Joey see Dawson. Dawson looks at them a moment again, before looking back to the screen.) I thought you said he wasn't going to be here, Jen?
Jen: He wasn't, Dawson.
Dawson: Than why is he here, Jen?
Jen: Good question, Dawson.
Joey: Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
Pacey: It wasn't my idea in the first place.
Joey: (standing with Pacey a ways down the beach) Do you think that… (stopping, looking uncomfortably at Pacey)
Pacey: You thought that maybe I should go and get us something to drink while you go and say hi?
Joey: I mean, I just think it will be easier.
Pacey: Yeah, no problem. Be back with a coke. (he walks off, and Joey tentatively approaches the boat where Dawson is)
Jen: (Dawson gets up and starts to move to another boat) Okay, where are you going?
Dawson: To get a better seat.
Jen: Dawson.
Dawson: I don't mind seeing her, but I'm not going to go out of my way to.
Jen: Can't you go out of my way to see her? (Dawson is gone. Jack moves to her)
Jack: You work him.
Jen: You work her. (following Dawson)
Jack: Got it. (moving towards edge of boat to help Joey on) Joey, hey!
Joey: Hey!
Jack: How are you?
Joey: Good, how are you?
Jack: Good, come on in. It's good to see you.
Joey: It's good to see you! Ahh, somebody's been lifting weights.
Jack: Yeah, well, there's not much else to do in this town.
Joey: So, where did everybody go?
Jack: Uhh.
[Snack-bar - Pacey sees Gretchen talking to some guys. Gretchen sees Pacey and walks over to him.]
Pacey: You know, it's one thing to usurp the couch, but it's another thing to come back here and best my social standings.
Gretchen: (noticing something is wrong) You wanna take a walk? (after they've walked down the beach some,) Do you hate me for taking your spot?
Pacey: Spot? Try bed.
Gretchen: Oh, you hate me.
Pacey: Marginally, yeah.
Gretchen: Well, retribution is yours. Doug wakes me up every morning at 7, Dust-Bustering the kitchen. It's like living with Felix Unger on crack.
Pacey: Well, you're hardly an innocent. Last we roomed together, you were known to blare rock music so loud, small nations were kept up.
Gretchen: Ha… not rock, Pacey. Soul. There's a difference.
Pacey: Yeah, there is a difference. Fans listen to rock music, pretentious fans listen to Soul.
Gretchen: Is it possible that you've actually grown more obnoxious over time?
Pacey: Well, it is the Witter way.
Gretchen: And somehow, you still got the girl.
Pacey: Yes I did. Who'd have thunk that me and Joey would end up together, huh?
Gretchen: Uhh, me.
Pacey: You did not.
Gretchen: It didn't take Nostradamus to call it. I mean look at your similarities. You're both classic scrappy underdogs. She's sassy and you're a legendary annoyance. She's beautiful, and you're… lucky.
Pacey: There is a compliment in there somewhere, right?
Gretchen: You're both lucky.
Pacey: Thank you. And what about you, Gretchen. Honestly. Why would you come back here?
Gretchen: I'm just taking a break, that's all.
Pacey: Well, as they say in non-dysfunctional families… Welcome home, Gretchen.
Gretchen: And speaking of home, I have a suggestion that I think you might find appealing.
Pacey: Yeah?
[Dive-In - Jack and Joey sit on a boat, pretending to watch Jaws. Joey keeps looking over her shoulder to wear Jen and Dawson sit.]
Joey: Ask me a question.
Jack: I get it. It's the old let's small talk till the other comes over, right?
Joey: Precisely. Just ask me a question.
Jack: (smiling) Actually, I did have a question.
Joey: Not that question!
Jack: Come on!
Joey: Jack!
Jack: I won't tell anybody, I swear.
Jen: (to Dawson) Look, she's doing the official wait for Dawson to come over thing.
Dawson: It looks to me like it's more of I'll wait and then I'll come over to Dawson, thing.
Jen: One more joke like that and I'm really going to know how hard this is for you.
Dawson: It's not hard.
Jen: It's not?
Dawson: It's not easy, but it's not hard.
Jen: Well, whatever it is, why don't you just go get it over with?
Dawson: I'll do it, but it's just a highly predictable moment. I'm gonna walk over there and Joey and I are going to engage in some semi-casual conversation until the awkwardness overwhelms us both, and then we'll both just fall apart. Each of us surprised at how surprisingly painless the whole encounter was.
Jen: Well, then, surprise me and go on over there.
Dawson: Alright. (climbs on to the boat where Joey and Jack are talking) Hey.
Joey: Hey.
Jack: (getting a look from Dawson) Yeah. I'll go find Jen.
Dawson: She's over there.
Jack: Okay, thanks. (Jack leaves to sit with Jen)
Joey: So, how's it going?
Dawson: Great. Great. It's going great.
Joey: How was your summer?
Dawson: Brief, but good. Yours?
Joey: Brief, but good. You look great (liar).
Dawson: Hey, you too.
Joey: Thanks. (long pause, and they both speak at once about school starting)
Dawson: Yeah. Well, it was good to see you.
Joey: Good to see you, too. (he leaves Joey alone and walks behind this building. His guard comes down and he leans heavily against the wall.)
[Snack-bar - Andie is with the Jeans when she sees Pacey in the distance. She stops them from walking towards him.]
Andie: Oh, uhh… hold on a minute. There's someone that I'm not quite ready to see yet. (they look confused) How do you say… ex-boyfriend?
Jean: Understand.
Andie: So, do you happen to be in a, uhh…
Jean: Her name is Nicole.
Andie: And I bet you're crazy about her, aren't you?
Jean: She's my whole world. She's Monet…
Andie: Okay, I get the point. (Jean walks away, leaving Jean-Jean with Andie) Of course he has a girlfriend. He's cute. He has an accent. And he tells me that I'm beautiful, so of course he has a girlfriend, right? I mean, you guys are all the same. It doesn't matter if you're French, American, English, German, Russian, Dutch, French. (noticing Jean-Jean smiling at her weird) What are you looking at?
Jean-Jean: A very rude girl.
Andie: Okay, you don't even know me… wait… you don't speak English.
Jean-Jean: I have it on good authority that I do.
Andie: Okay, but you guys told me…
Jean-Jean: It was a joke. My name is JJ, short for John-John, not (with French accent) Jean-Jean.
Andie: So, that means that all day you…
JJ: Understood every word you said.
Andie: Pardon moi. I'm just going to go drown myself. (she walks off. JJ smiles)
[Beach - Joey stands alone looking around. Pacey walks up behind her.]
Joey: There you are.
Pacey: And here we go.
Joey: What are you doing?
Pacey: Doing both of us a favor, taking both of us home.
Joey: Are you gonna ask me if I wanna go?
Pacey: Do I have to?
Joey: Maybe I'm having a fun time?
Pacey: If this is how you look when you're enjoying yourself, Jo, then you weren't having a good time on the boat this summer, cause you never once looked like this.
Joey: And you never once behaved like this.
Pacey: And just how am I behaving?
Joey: I don't know, currently I'm deciding between asinine, immature child, or arrogant infentile boyfriend.
Pacey: You know, I didn't want to come here in the first place.
Joey: Well then you shouldn't have come.
Pacey: Yeah, I guess you would love that. It would have given you all the time in the world to square things away with Dawson. Those were your words, right, square things away?
Joey: Pacey, dealing with Dawson is a reality to me. It's a reality for the both of us.
Pacey: The guy hates me. Okay, I can't fix that.
Joey: Well, you can try!
Pacey: I don't want to!
Joey: Well I do! And I'm sorry if you have a problem with that.
Pacey: You're damn right I have a problem with that. You're not even unpacked yet, the first thing you think to do is…
Joey: Look, I can't help it if he's been on my mind. But it doesn't mean what you think it means.
Pacey: I don't know what it means. I don't care what it means. I just watched you grow more and more preoccupied every day this week, and I'm tired of it. And it better stop.
Joey: You better watch who you're ordering around Pacey. We're not on the boat and we haven't been for a day.
Pacey: Who ya kidding, Jo? Come on. You got off that boat long before the two of us did.
Joey: What is that suppose to mean?
Pacey: You're a smart girl, Jo. You can figure it out. (he walks off)
[Beach parking lot - Dawson walks out to his car and finds Joey leaning against it.]
Dawson: Still here, huh?
Joey: Yeah, I was just thinking.
Dawson: Highly overrated activity, if you ask me.
Joey: Are you heading home?
Dawson: Yeah… Do you need a ride?
Joey: I would like that, Dawson.
[Beach - Andie stands talking with Jean.]
Jean: Andie, you were a wonderful host. If you come to Paris, you must look me up.
Andie: Okay, you have a deal, Jean.
Jean: Excusez-moi.
JJ: That goes for me, too, ya know.
Andie: I can't believe after everything you heard me say, that you'd still want to hang out with me.
JJ: Me either.
Andie: Okay, I think I liked you better before you spoke English.
JJ: There's a question in French that's very popular. The English translation, if I can remember correctly, goes something like this. Can I kiss you?
Andie: Oui. (he leans over and kisses her)
[Potter B&B - Dawson walks Joey to her door.]
Joey: So, tell me about this newly acquired love of photography that seems to have sprung up in my absence.
Dawson: Uhh, I picked it up over the summer. I didn't think I'd like it nearly as much as I have, but I guess that's the way it always is.
Joey: What's that?
Dawson: You can't choose what you love. It chooses you.
Joey: Dawson, uhh… I'm very sorry. I'm sorry for everything that happened last year. And for doing what I had to do. I know how difficult it was, and probably still must be.
Dawson: It wasn't easy. Thinking of you two together, every day, every night.
Joey: Actually, the only person who hasn't dared ask the big question…
Dawson: I'm the only person who's answer it could potentially kill.
Joey: Wait here. (she goes inside and brings out the heavy package that Pacey questioned about) For you.
Dawson: (unwraps it) Wow, my very own brick.
Joey: It's not just a brick. It's from Hemmingway's home in the Keyes.
Dawson: Ernest?
Joey: No, Frank. Of course, Ernest.
Dawson: You know the guy shot himself, Jo…
Joey: Aside from that, I would like to offer it to you as a…
Dawson: Please don't say symbol.
Joey: As an emblematic artifact. Representing the foundation of a new friendship.
Dawson: I feel like I'm at the ribbon cutting of a new strip mall.
Joey: Quit joking.
Dawson: Truth is, Joey… It's going to take a hell of a lot more than symbols for us to get back what we had, and right now, I'm not even sure that I want to.
Joey: Okay.
Dawson: We're just going to have to take it one day at a time.
Joey: I know. (takes the wrapping and wads it up. She moves to go inside and Dawson walks back to his car. She steps back outside,) Hey, Dawson, for what it's worth… The answer to that question everyone's been asking? It wouldn't kill you. (she goes back inside. Dawson looks surprised and gets in his car. Joey sees the car keys in the house and grabs them.)
[The dock where True Love is - Pacey sits on his boat reading a magazine. Joey's has parked the truck and is walking up to the boat. Pacey doesn't look up from his magazine while she talks.]
Joey: Well, I've decided something. And it is perhaps the singularly most important thing that I've realized in the last 45 minutes, so I must share it with you. This town has far too many stoplights for somebody who's not very good at driving stick. I stalled 7 times coming over here.
Pacey: Too bad it wasn't 8.
Joey: I stalled 7 times and 6 out of the 7 times, you know what I thought about? You. This secret thing I do whenever I get really pissed off or confused or angry or upset or sad. I think of you and I immediately feel good inside. I guess it's kinda like taking a good-mood pill or something. And I swore to myself that I would never tell you that I did this because it is so girly and stupid. And I just told you because I needed to score major points for not explaining what went down tonight. Or where I've been the last week when I haven't been on this boat.
Pacey: Keep going.
Joey: Pacey, I wanted to see Dawson tonight, not because for 4 months of my life he was my boyfriend. Because for the better part of my life, he was my friend. And as my friend, I hurt him deeply. And living me with that fact has caused me no small amount of guilt over the past 3 months. So yes, I have been preoccupied. And it has made my mind wander. But my heart. That's a fixed point. 3 months of riding the open waters couldn't shake it. I'll be damned if I let your insecurities shake it. My heart never left this boat. It never left you. As far as I can see, it's not going to anytime soon.
Pacey: Okay, you got me. I do wanna know one thing, though.
Joey: What's that.
Pacey: I want to know what exactly it was you thought of the 7th time you stalled.
Joey: That I was never going to drive stick again.
Pacey: (laughing) How very practical. (they get the smoochies on)
Joey: Hey Pacey?
Pacey: Hmm?
Joey: Do you think we can do that thing that we do sometimes?
Pacey: You wanna do that thing? Yeah.
Joey: (reading from a book while she swings in a hammock over Pacey's) The little mermaid can not take her eyes from the ship, or from the beautiful Prince. The color of lanterns had been extinguished. No more rockets rose in the air and the cannon had ceased firing. But the sea became restless and a moaning, grumbling sound could be heard beneath the waves. (she passes the book to Pacey)
Pacey: After awhile, the sails became very quickly unfurled… and the noble ship continued her passage. But soon, the waves rose high, the clouds darkened the sky and lightning appeared in the distance. A dreadful storm approaching. Once more the sails were reefed and the great ship pursued her flying course over the raging sea. To the little mermaid, this appeared pleasant sport. Not so for the sailors. (he continues reading growing softer. He finally looks up and notices that Joey is asleep.)
