Dawson's Creek (1998–2003): Season 2, Episode 13 - His Leading Lady - full transcript

The filming of Dawson's new home movie brings back memories for both the filmmaker and for Joey who grows to dislike Devon, the characteristic new actress playing her as well as Chris playing Dawson's character. Meanwhile, Jen, now working as Dawson's producer, meets a new potential boyfriend for herself, Tyson 'Ty' Hicks whom is hired as a props man on Dawson's set along with other Capeside High volunteers. Also, Pacey learns that Andie is a sever manic depressive after finding anti-depressant pills in her dresser in which she believes Pacey is more of an interference then a help in her life.

- So. What'd you think?

- That was the director's cut,
right? 'Cause it seemed a lot bloodier.

- No, I meant with you
and me. We did it.

- Did what?

- First official movie night, post
-breakup. I'd say it went rather well.

- Yeah... well,
congrats. I should probably go.

- Where are you going... Jo?

- Well, Dawson, we watched a movie...

- Hold on a second I have some
pictures I want you to look at.

- You're really okay with all this.

- What? You and me?

- Yeah...

- Yeah. I'm just so happy we're past
all that relationship trauma.

- Good. Me too.

Great! So...

the big dilemma, now that you're officially
helping me in the movie,

is who is going to be cast as Sammy.

Joey... you're a...
distinct, unattainable original.

- Dawson, maybe you should progress
beyond the notion that the character,

Sammy, is me. I mean, why don't you
look at it as finding an actress

who can bring their own interpretation
into the role.

- I'm kind of... I'm amazed
at how together you are about us.

Time to learn to let go. Plus, you let
me go so I mean, granted, at first,

it was really hard for me to accept
but I mean, you moved on.

You're with Jack. You let
go. So, in turn, I let go of you.

- Well, uh, since we're
all letting go of each other...

I really should go.
Um... um... yeah... um,

I'm really tired and
you always have a lot to do...

- I'll see you tomorrow, Joey.

- Yeah... um... goodnight.

- Goodnight.

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- Try and invoke a feeling that
you have for the subject.

- Remember, this is
your work so personalize it.

- If you see the world in
triangles... then go with it.

- Excellent work, Joey. You're
coming along nicely.

- Thanks.

- Joey... hey.

- Dawson, what are you doing here?

- I had to do some
research at the college library but

I wanted to give you my
revised draft... hot of the presses.

- Thanks but I'm in class.

- Dawson...

- She's n
-naked.

- Yeah, okay, peep show's over now get out
or you're going to get me in trouble.

I'm sorry but this class is
closed to wide-eyed visitors,

I'm going to have to ask you to leave

- Sorry...

- Hey it says right here that I can
have the butt I always wanted in three weeks.

- Pacey, I've seen your butt you
have nothing to worry about.

- You know, it's no wonder we have such
an obsession with the posterior.

It's impossible to get a good sense
of one's own butt, you know?

- Pacey? Are you checking
out your own butt in the mirror?

- Me? No...

I do agree with you though.

This butt belongs in the Hall
of Fame, what do you say?

- Mmm. Nice try.

- See anything you like?

- Oh my God... you're the
-

- Model. My name's Devon.

- Hi. Um... Dawson. You must
think I'm a total perv.

- Actually, I was
leaning more towards deviant.

My psych profesor would
say you were, um,

suffering from some sort
of latened desire.

The need for someone
to watch you... watching.

- Well... sorry to disappoint ya.

I was just dropping something
off for a friend.

- Well, psych's not my major, anyway.

- How do you do that? Model
naked? It's kind of uncomfortable...

- Well, actually I'm a drama major so

I look at it as kind
of an acting exercise.

Plus, it helps and the money doesn't suck.
- So you're an actress?

- Mm-hm. - That's
interesting... I'm, uh, directing a movie.

- Oh, I didn't know
they had a film school here!

- They don't. I'm,
uh, still in high school.

- And you're trying to make your first
film. That's cute. Good luck.

- It's my second film, actually.

My first film won the Junior division
in the Boston Film Festival.

And they gave me the
funds to make my second effort.

Impressive.

- You know what? I'm actually
still casting.

There's one part I haven't casted yet...

it's one of the leads. We,
um, start filming in 2 days.

It's kind of a current situation, but,
um, I'd love it if you'd read it.

- And it's funded by the
Boston Film Festival?

- Yeah, absolutly. I understand
your skepticism but... give it a read.

The part of Sammy. My address and
phone number are on the front.

I'd love to hear what you think.

- Be careful, Dawson. Stronger
men have been crushed by what I think.

- Ah, Grams! You're a God to me.

We're in desperate need
of snacks for rehearsal.

- Oh, Jennifer! This is Tyson Hicks.

He was kind enough to help
me with my groceries.

- Uh, it's Ty,
actually. It's great to meet you.

- Nice to meet you, too, Ty.

- So your grandmother tells me
that you're working on a movie.

- Yeah... yeah...
we're just gearing up to start.

- Jennifer, Tyson has expressed an interest
in helping out with the picture.

Aren't you a little short-staffed?

- Yeah, yeah, um, do you have any experience
working on a film set before?

- Well, um, no, but I've worked on
a bunch of theater productions,

and I'm pretty good with my
hands and a fast learner.

- Yeah, that sounds great. We
can use all the help we can get, Ty.

Even Grams has been doing
craft service so...

- Great. Well, you can use me for anything.
- Excellent.

- So you found a bottle of prescription
pills... so what, Pacey?

Take a look in my parent's
medicine cabinet.

It's a veritible pharmacy.

- Yeah but this is ZanX, Dawson.

Not exactly your typical Saturday
night muscle relaxant.

It's for severe anxiety.

You've never noticed Andie being
any more high-strung lately, have you?

- Uh, no, actually I've been too
busy watching her bounce off the walls.

Pacey, if you're worried
why don't you ask her about it?

- Because, man. I don't want to
make the situation any worse.

She's already under enough stress
as it is with her family.

The way I figure it, if she
wants to open up to me, then she will.

But it's also not really in my nature
to just sit by while the girl suffers.

I mean, I want to help but...

- She's operating under a lot
of stress though, Pacey.

The only thing that you
can really do is make sure the

time spent with you is
as stress-free as possible.

You know, help her have fun. -Yeah.

- Dawson, what are you doing,
man? We just put the E.T. poster up.

Why are you taking it down?

- Yeah, but
there... it's not in the shot.

Over here, it'll be
in the perfect position.

- You know, I understand that we
have budgetary restraints but don't you

think telling your life story in your
own bedroom is a little perverse?

Even for you?

- Hey there!

- Hey! How are ya?

- Good. I read your script.

- You did. Great... and what
did, what did you think?

- I didn't love it. Really?

- I mean, all the angst and the over
-analyzing and the hesitancy to act on...

anything. I mean, I really had to
search my psyche and call back my adolescence.

- Ah, a few whole years ago.

- Dawson, there is a vast difference
between us. Anyway,

the script's a little heavy-handed
and overly rubose.

- What your saying is
you're not interested.

- What I'm saying, Dawson,
is that I managed to muddle

through the $20 words and psychospeak

and get to the core of
the Sammy character.

- I think what I'm
saying is I'm not interested.

The more and more I think about it...

you're not right for
the part. You're too... small.

- So what you're saying is
because I had an opinion of your script,

you're not going to
let me read for the part?

Here's the cold, hard truth, Dawson.

If you can't take a
little constructive criticism,

you're never going to make it.
Good luck in high school.

I'm sorry I wasted my time.

- Wait a minute! Wait a
minute, Devon! I'm sorry.

Maybe you're right. Maybe I overreacted.

I mean, you came all the way down here,

the least you should get
to do is audition, right?

We can read Scene 5...
I think it starts on page-

- Actually, I was thinking we could
do Scene 15, more towards the middle.

Okay...

- K, just, uh, give me a minute...

- Sure...

Okay. Sammy, if you could
only see yourself through my eyes.

- You know, for the longest
time, I thought that was what I wanted.

For the boy across the creek, my best
friend, to see me as beautiful.

But this is just...
cosmetic enhancement and hairspray.

I'm still the same old Samantha.

The girl who resides on the
wrong side of the creek.

And if you look
closely, Wade, you'll see.

It's just me.

Is that kind of what you had in mind?

- That was kind of... perfect.

Hey, um, I've got to get
out of here early because

I promised Dawson that I'd help
him with tomorrow's shoot.

Okay, um, do you think
he'll have us working all day?

- Us?

- Yeah, yeah... Jen said
that they were understaffed

and she asked me to help out and
Bess said she'd cover my shift so...

- And how does Dawson feel about this?
- I don't know.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- Um, are you ready to order?
Are you ready to order?

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, um, I'll have a hamburger,
fries, and a Diet Coke.

- Um, okay. I'll be
right back with your drink.

- Um, Jack, uh, could you go
help that girl out there?

She's really weirding me out.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

- Um, excuse me. Do you
know that waitress?

- Uh, you could say that.

- Would you mind telling me everything
you know about her?

- Hey McPhee! - Hey! -
How's it hangin', girl?

I've been reading this
paragraph for the last 20 minutes.

I can't concentrate. I
have a ton of homework.

- Um, listen, I've been wrestling with whether
or not to confront you about this.

Um, I think I'm going to just
get it out in the open.

Do you want to talk to me about the
pill bottle I saw in your bathroom yesterday?

- It's my mother's.

- If you don't want to talk about it, that's
fine, Andie, but don't lie to me.

- I started taking
it right after Tim died.

It helped to even out my mood swings.

- Why'd you feel like
you had to hide it from me?

- I don't know. I guess I was
afraid of how you'd react

but it doesn't matter now, anyway.

You know, my doctor's not going
to refill my prescription.

She said she wants me to
try therapy for my stress

but thinking about that
makes me just more stressed out so...

- Well, maybe therapy isn't
such a bad idea. It couldn't hurt.

- Look, Pacey. I
can take care of myself.

Don't look so worried! I'm okay.

- But if you weren't
okay, you would tell me right?

- Yeah!

Okay the scene will open
up with a you two on the bed.

Sammy you will be on the left
and Wade, you will be on the right.

Whatever's
comfortable. It's really casual.

Hey! Um, how are ya? Abby's late
again so I want you to read the part of Kim.

Enter from the door here.

- Um... yeah... okay... yeah...

what page are you guys starting from?

- 17.

- K, are you guys ready? And action.

- Hey guys!
- Hey!

- I thought it was video night.

Well, it is. Kim doesn't really
know anyone in Creekside

so I just invited her to join us.

Isn't watching movies a little, oh,

mundane for someone from the big city?

Listen... if I'm intruding...

No, no, not at all.
The more the merrier.

- No. Wait a minute,
wait a minute. Go backwards.

Chris the way you're saying
it now it sounds like

you're trying to get
them into a menage a trois.

I mean, you're interested in Kim,
but Sammy's just your friend.

I mean, she's your best friend
but just your friend.

I mean, the choices are
subtle but they're very specific.

- But Dawson, it's
obvious that Sammy's into me.

Am I just supposed to ignore that?

- Yeah. I mean, no,
actually. You're not ignoring it.

You're just not aware of it yet.

- Um, Dawson! Come here for a second.

I know I casted a jock but
he's got the inside of a warthog.

- I know, okay, maybe
you should let up a little.

- Joey!

- Joey, come here. There's
someone I want you to meet.

Devon, this is Joey. Joey, Devon.

- Yeah... you came
into the Icehouse yesterday.

- Yeah. Now you know why
I was acting so peculiar.

I was studying you. It's just, Dawson told
me the character was based off you...

- You recognize Devon from art class?

- Oh, yeah. The clothes
threw me at first but you know...

- Um, I've got to
talk to Chris for a bit,

but you two can talk,
get to know each other

and you can study her manners.

- So anyways, I was going for
a new method approach to Sammy

and I was wondering if you
had any character insights for me.

I have a couple dozen questions
I want to ask you.

- A few dozen?

- Well, I think that
Sammy and Wade are soulmates

who will be forever connected
by an overpowering,

transcendent love... what do you think?

Don't stop! Keep going!

Why are you running away from me?

Because for the first time in 15
years you are the last person I want to see.

- Hold on. I've got to move it
-

- Sorry! I'm sorry, Dawson!

Okay, um, you guys can take five.

- Dawson, we should really try
and get the first shot off

before we start taking breaks, okay?

- Ty, is there a problem?

- Jen, I would like
to say that this accident

could have been avoided
but with you standing nearby,

I lose all ability to concentrate
on the job at hand.

- Down boy.

- Joey, I want to ask you... this
whole thing really bothers you, doesn't it?

I mean, life layed out for
the whole world to see.

- Please, it's a movie.
Why should it bother me?

- 'Cause it's about you. If I was
trying to get over somebody,

and get on with my life, the last thing
that I would do is make a movie about it.

Somebody needs to tell Oliver Stone over
there that this whole war is over.

- Look, Dawson is
clearly over me. I promise.

- Well, where's your evidence because
I have proof to the contrary.

Don't think so much, Jack.

I mean, everything is going
to be fine. Don't worry about it...

- You're right. Just as
long as you're over him,

nothing else matters.
Dawson can do whatever he wants.

- Hey!
- Hey! Being a good boy?

- Always.

I'm disappointed. Ah, I've
got the worst cramp.

- Here. Let me help ya.

- Feels like you've got
some experience at this.

- And being
manipulated into a neck rub, yeah!

- Maybe I can also manipulate
you into... coming out with me tonight.

I think after this scene I'm really
going to need to loosen up.

- I think that could be arranged.
One stipulation.

You've got to put yourself in my hands.

- Well, they are good hands.

- All I'm saying, Dawson, is that I
don't think my character would play it hurt.

- And I don't know where my
anger is coming from. I'm confused.

- Okay, I think that's enough for today.
- See I think he should try and play it cool.

Save some self-dignity and not throw
all his emotions out of swing.

- And I don't think I'd
blow a gasket over this.

- Okay... Chris, not
everyone is as cool as you, okay?

When Wade finds out his
girlfriend kissed another guy, he's... crushed.

The last thing he's thinking about
is reserving a little self-dignity.

And Devon, you're an angry girl.

That's part of the essence
of who you are.

And right now, you're frustrated that
Wade can't see that you've moved beyond him.

- Dawson, I can't
relate. I've never been there.

- Okay, um...

- It's agony.

Complete,
excruciating agony like your heart

has been ripped out of your
chest and stomped on.

You can't breathe. You don't want
to eat. You can't function.

It's the most intense pain that you'll
ever feel and the worst thing

is there's no way to relieve it.

It's unyielding,
merciless torture and you know that...

it's yours for life.

And Devon, you feel completely
misunderstood.

You feel like this guy who
you've known all your life can't see

the hope and potential of what you
can become and you're, you're petrified.

You're confused. You're
afraid to stay with him.

You're afraid to stay
without him. You feel so alone.

- Sammy, I was wondering if I could
speak with you for a moment.

- It's... Joey.

- Right! Um, I'm having a
problem with this scene.

I don't really get
where my anger comes from.

I, personally, am not angry by
nature and I was just wondering

if you could show me how you do it.

- Do what?

- Be angry.

- Oh, you see, I'm not actually
angry by nature,

that would be the fictional
part of this autobiographical tale.

- Right...

so tell me, how do you date one
guy when you're in love with another?

- Look. I know what you're trying
to do. Don't go there.

- Please. I see you lip
-locked with that puppy dog but yet clearly your heart

is still with Dawson. What is this
guy, Jack? Your safety net?

- Oooh. You're good. But
I'm not that easily manipulated.

- Is everything okay?

- Tell me, Jack, what's it like
being the transition guy?

- Would you stop it?!

- You know it must be
really hard to open your heart

to a girl who's heart is
reserved for someone else...

- Look you annoying little third
-rate wannabe,

why don't you take your irritating
self and pray on someone

who doesn't see through your pathetic attempt
to masquerade bitchiness as research.

- Thank you.

- What was that?

- She's too short to play me.

- What do you mean you don't
have it? It was in your hair!

- Well, now it's not.

- Okay, that barrette was a
prop, and I'm in charge of all props.

I need to get it back.

- Well you better go find it.

- Oh, like I have any idea where to start looking
for some tiny little barrette okay?!

It could be anywhere.

How could you have been so careless
for something that wasn't even yours.

Don't you realize that
people have jobs to do?

Or does the whole world just
revolve around Devon?

- Get a grip, Prop Girl.
- Okay...

- Did you see that?! - Yeah...
- Do you believe her?!

- I'm starting to get a
little worried about you, McPhee.

- Well, don't be. I'm fine.

- No, you're not fine.

- Oh, great! Thanks for
the support, Pacey!

- Hey! Just tell me what to do here.

'Cause I'm starting to feel
like I'm getting screwed either way.

- My dad is M.I.A., my mom
is barely to losing it,

I'm holding on by my fingertips, and
you're the one getting screwed!

Oh, that's right. It's always
got to be about Pacey!

- Don't make me the bad guy, Andie.

I'll be your shoulder to cry on, I'll even be
your punching bag, but I'm not the bad guy.

- Pacey, I keep adding things
to my list instead of substracting.

With school, my mother, Jack, you, something's
got to give and the way I see it,

there's only one thing
expendable on that list.

- C'mon, Andie. You're not in the right
place to make that decision now.

I just... you're not
thinking straight, okay?

- Yes I am. For the first
time, I'm seeing everything crystal.

It's you, Pacey, you're the
one that's got to give.

We need to cool it
because us, that's the problem.

- Andie, you don't mean that.

- Yes, I do! And if you really care about
me and you really want to help me

then you would just
back off and leave me alone!

- And... action!

- At least let me explain.

- What purpose
could that possibly serve?

You kissed another guy. In
my mind, there's absolutely,

unequivically nothing left to say! Ever.

You don't even want to know why, do you?

You don't even listen to me!

What justifiable
reason is there that the girl

who spent her entire life pretending that
I was the only thing that mattered...

threw it all away for
a 30 second cheap thrill.

- And... cut! That was incredible!
That was great!

- Alright, great, you guys! Great shot!

Let's get movin on and set up the
next one before we lose the light, alright?

Wow...
- Dawson!

- Wasn't that scene incredible?

Yeah! We need to talk!

Dawson, why do you insist on reliving
in excruciating detail

one of the most painful
experiences of our lives?

Is this your peversely, self-defeating
way of moving on

or are you just trying to punish me?

Neither.

- How can you be so okay
with this, Dawson?

I mean, didn't we mean
anything to each other?

Isn't anything sacred with you?

I mean, I know that you've gotten
over us and everything

that we went through but has it ever
occurred to you that maybe I haven't?

I mean, it takes time and
I'm happy that you are

and I'm glad that you've
found it so easy to move on but,

you know, this movie is self-indulgent
and unfair!

- Wait a minute, wait a minute!
Let's take a little refresher course, Joey!

You broke up with me,
okay? You have a new boyfriend.

You found your art passion. You have
a whole new life! And what do I have?

- A self
-obsessed movie!

- Well, forgive me for not letting
go of the one thing that I've got left!

- Well, that's not healthy, Dawson!

- I'm not going to sit here and listen to
you bitch at me about what I've done, Joey!

You left me! You
dumped me! I haven't moved on!

I haven't let go!

And that's why I'm clinging for dear
life to the one thing that's keeping me going!

Thanks for a good day.
Um, tomorrow call time's 8:30.

- Hey! Need some help, Grams?

- Thank you, Jennifer.

I watched you today and
you know what I saw?

- Why do I feel a lecture
coming on here?

- I saw all these young
people working together as a team

for a common goal
and I was so impressed.

Then I realized who was in
charge of everyone and I was so proud.

I found myself watching a
beautiful, accomplished,

young woman who just
happened to be my granddaughter.

- Well, I hope I had everybody
else fooled because

I was definitely flying
by the seat of my pants.

A woman movie producer.

In my day, women
didn't have many options.

You got married,
raised a family, but now...

what a wonderful time to be a woman.

You can do or be anything you
want and without a man by your side.

- Couldn't resist that one, huh?

- We just wrapped the last shot
so I'm ready to go whenever you are.

- Just give me a second, k?
- Sure.

Okay, go ahead. I know that
you're dying to get it off your chest.

- Have a nice time,
dear, you deserve it.

- Thanks, Grams.

- Just don't stay out too late!

- I know...

- Hey Pacey! Pacey, you look terrible.

- Well, I should. I mean...

I really kind of screwed it up
with Andie. Pushed too hard.

- What happened?

- Um, well, she told me I'm the
element in her life that she can do without.

- Did she mean it?
- Yep... she meant it..

- Then, let her go.
- What?

- I think you should let her go.

I really do. I mean, don't just
pay lip service. Just let her go.

- Like what you're doing with Joey?

- Like what I'm trying to do with Joey.

I mean, I've been fooling myself, Pacey,
but I think I'm going to do it.

That's the only way to
get someone back to you.

- You know, Dawson, as text
-book healthy as the letting go theory sounds,

and, you know, it may work out
for ya, it doesn't apply to me.

I mean, this isn't just a case
of teen romance gone sour.

I know what I want. I want Andie.

And she's hurting right now and
whether she knows it or not... she needs me.

I have absolutely no intention
of letting her go.

- I'm kind of hungry. I was
hoping maybe we could grab a bite to eat.

- Well, they'll have stuff
to munch on here.

It's my friend Lloyd's place.

He's having a get together
and I told him I'd stop by.

- A party? Why didn't you say
so? I'm always up for a good party.

- Cool!

- Hey guys!

- Hey everybody! Ty's here.
We can get started.

Hey I brought a friend with me. Jen this
is everyone, everything this is Jen.

- Hi... everyone.

- Okay, last time we stopped on
the First Book of the Kings.

- Why don't we pick it up from Chapter
9: Gods Promise and Warning.

- If you turn from
following me, you or your children,

or my commandments and
statues that I have set before you...

- I'm coming!

- Go away, Pacey.

- I'M IGNORING YOU!

- Are you nuts?! What are you doing?!

Is this thing?
- Oh my God, be careful!

- For the lady.
- I don't believe you.

Is this your way of
staying away from me?

- Oh, yeah, about
that. I've decided not to.

You see you need me, McPhee.

I mean, come on, who else is
going to put up with you?

- You know it's just one shove
and it's a long way down, Pacey.

- I'd just have to climb right back up.

- Okay, you know what?

You're acting like a psycho and
the last thing I need in my life,

right now, is another
crazy person. Go home, Pacey.

No. I'm not going to let
you push me away, McPhee.

You know, I think I forgot to
mention that I'm actually a charter member

of the Andie McPhee Fan
Club and as a matter of policy,

our right to ration never
waivers. Through the good times or the bad.

- I just... want to feel better, Pacey.

- I know, Andie, I know
and I can help. I know I can.

And I'm not going to turn
away from you, Andie.

After all, you've done for me. And certainly
not when you need me the most.

We can do this together
and I know that I can help you.

- Pacey, how do you
know you can help me?

- Because, Andie, I love you.

- I love you, too.

- Hey Dawson, we're, uh, going to grab
a bite to eat. Want to join us?

- Um, nah, actually. I've
got some work to do... thank you.

- Sure?

- Yeah... yeah...

- Okay, see you later, Dawson.

- Hey! Good work.

- Thanks.

- You know you impressed me today.

- I did?

- Yeah, you know, it's
interesting that you put such effort

into making this script almost
precisely match reality

and yet you change the ending.
You know my psyche profesor would say-

- Let me guess, he would say that

I should put away all hopes of the
past and focus on the future.

- Very good.

Look I just wanted to say that

I think you show real potential
in being a director.

- Thank you. I appreciate that.

- Are you sure you don't want
to grab a bite to eat or something?

- I'll definitely take you up on that
some other time but right now...

I just want to be here.

- Okay. Have a good night.

- Hey...
- Joey!

I assumed you'd probably taken off...

- I, um...

- About earlier...

- Yeah... Dawson, I'm sorry I
came down so hard on you this afternoon.

It... it was unfair and
it's just been kind of hard...

watching my life be
reenacted in front of half of Capeside.

- Joey, if I offended you or
hurt you in anyway, I'm sorry.

I just thought that if I made
this autobiographical,

cathartic movie then I could put the
past behind me in one fowl swoop, you know?

Turns out it doesn't work that way.

- Yeah, if only things could
be that simple, right?

- You know what it is, Joey?

I've spent the last
few months of my existance

trying to figure out
how to be without you.

I mean, I tried acting like it doesn't
hurt, pretending I don't care,

I guess I felt like if I acted
like I was over you... I guess I would be.

And, truth is, most of the time all

I want to do is crawl into
my room with my best friend,

shut the blinds and just
pour my heart out to her.

- Dawson, um, I don't think you realize that
it has been just as difficult for me.

I mean, it's been tearing me apart, too.

But I know we'll always be connected.

I know that our lives are destined
to be intertwined but...

- We have to move on.

- Yeah...

- Little bit
today... little more tomorrow...

- Joey... you, uh, you ready?
- Yeah...

- Jack! Thanks for helping me out
today. I really appreciate it.

- No problem. It was fun, actually.

- Good.

- Do you want us to hang out
and help you clean this styff?

- No, no! You guys go out and have fun.

You've given me enough of a good day.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, absolutely! Go! Get out of here!

- K... um, goodnight.

- Goodnight.

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