Dawson's Creek (1998–2003): Season 3, Episode 14 - Valentine's Day Massacre - full transcript

Joey questions Dawson's state of mind when he and Pacey decide to lead her and their friends to a secret location party on a golf course hosted by Matt Caulfield, a wealthy and snobbish student connected to a clique of spoiled rich kids from school, infamous for their complete and utter debauchery. Meanwhile, Jack's ex-girlfriend, Kate Douglas, arrives from Rhode Island for a visit while nursing a broken heart, but is unaware of Jack's coming out. Also, Jen's first date with Henry is a Valentine's Day she won't soon forget when he passes out after donating four pints of blood to pay for their romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant.

You kind of wanna ease into it.

All right, it's a very gentle kind
of give-and-take action, all right?

So you might wanna
do it right about now.

Wait!

Okay, remember when l said that thing
about stepping on the clutch...

...before you actually try and shift?
ls that coming back to you?

-You're in neutral, foot on the clutch--
-No, no. That's it. Okay?

l don't wanna learn to drive anymore.
lt's too hard.

Are we there yet?

Look.

Come on, kiddies. We're barely
halfway down the driveway.

What have you guys been doing?

See, this is why friends should
not teach friends to drive stick.

-You're not exactly Lloyd Dobler.
-What is that supposed to mean?

Say Anything, he teaches
lone Skye how to drive.

-Yeah?
-Except he was quite the patient tutor.

As l remember, she actually
listened to his tutorial.

Okay, kids, let's try
and find the love up there.

You know, Dawson, what say
you and l invite Miss Josephine Potter...

...to step out on the town tonight?

Unless you've got prior Valentine's
Day plan with the college beau.

-No, massive midterm crisis.
-Excuse me?

What moron would rather study than
take his girl out for Valentine's Day?

l know it's hard for you to grasp, but
some people are actually dedicated...

...to the pursuit
of academic excellence.

Okay. So then why don't you just
come with us. lt'll be fun.

Depends on what
Goofus and Gallant are up to.

Well, Matt Caulfield is throwing
a massive anti-Valentine's Day party.

You wanna go to
a Matt Caulfield party?

After everything we've heard
about him? Why wouldn't we?

-Well, that surprises me, Dawson.
-Why?

Matt Caulfield?
He's not exactly of your tribe.

He's a creep. His parties are infamous
for complete and utter debauchery.

Why are you coming down on the guy
for wanting to have some fun?

Why are you dragging him into a seedy
world reserved for bottom-feeders?

This tug of war over my morality
is entertaining and all...

...but we gotta get going.

As much as the idea of watching you two
make fools of yourselves is appealing...

...l'm gonna pass
on the whole party thing...

...and make it a Blockbuster night.

You know, that sounds
like a great idea, Jo.

Who are you gonna get to drive you?

Can you imagine the life
that guy is leading?

Urban legend has it he slept with
six cheerleaders in a weekend.

l'm telling you,
we gotta go to that party.

l don't know, man.
Maybe Joey's right.

What is this? ls this doubt
l'm hearing, young Skywalker?

l'm not exactly cut out
for a career in hedonism.

Pick up the phone already.
This is your call to action, okay?

Your hero's journey
begins now, my friend.

Pacey Witter, the poor man's Yoda.

l've actually always seen myself
more as the Han Solo type.

Roguish good looks.
Devil-may-care attitude.

-Guys. Guys, wait up.
-Hey, here comes my Chewbacca.

-What?
-lt's not important. Anyway, any luck?

Yeah, l talked to some
of the guys on the team...

...and it turns out that the location
is completely confidential.

l guess Caulfield and some
of his buddies were afraid...

...if the cops get wind of it,
they'll bust it up.

-But l did get the password.
-Nice.

What is it?

l know kung fu.

l told you yesterday, Henry, you can
only sell plasma every 7 2 hours.

But l feel fine.

Your heart could probably fill half
the blood banks in New England...

...but l'm sorry.

Please? l got a date
with an angel tonight.

And everything is almost perfect.

l've spent two weeks working at her
favourite restaurant to pay for the meal.

l've got a reservation at the best table.
lf l can just sell one more pint...

-...l'll have enough for a gift.
-l can't bend the rules.

Nurse Nicole, somewhere out there,
there's a guy...

...who thinks about you every day
and dreams about you every night.

A guy who would sell his blood
just to make you happy.

-Well, he's late.
-Maybe he's stuck.

Maybe someone won't
bend the rules for him.

Roll up your sleeve.

And promise me you'll get
some rest before your big date.

Hey, Dougie.

To what do l owe this dubious honour?

Can't a fella just wanna
hang out with his brother?

Do l always need ulterior motives?

And what is that satanic racket
you got going in there?

Listen to that voice, Pacey.

ls that not a cause for joy?
l mean, is that not the voice of a diva?

Dougie, if you continue in this manner,
you are going to force me...

...to unleash a salvo
of gay-stereotype humour...

...that will leave you quivering.

Always a pleasure, Pacey,
but l got somewhere to be.

Maybe l could do a ride-along
with you tonight.

-And why would you wanna do that?
-Because you're my big brother.

l look up to you. lt'll be fascinating
to spend a night in the life...

-...of butch super-cop Douglas Witter.
-Not tonight, okay?

-Why not?
-Because you would be bored.

Tonight l have to suffer through
the task of staking out the golf course.

-Golf course?
-Yeah, a concerned citizen called in...

...a heads-up about some big party
at the golf course. So, you know....

Hey, you haven't heard anything
about a party, have you?

-At the golf course?
-Yeah.

l heard about a rager on Witch lsland,
but that's not what you're looking for.

Anyway, thank you, Douglas Witter.

Okay, so you take
a left on Dearborn...

...and then we're the third house
on the left.

So l'll see you around 8:00?
Kate, come on, you have to come.

lt'll be so much fun. Besides, you have
to get your mind off things, right?

Okay, great. l'll see you then. Bye.

-Kate? Kate who?
-Kate Douglas.

She's coming up for the weekend.

-Kate Douglas, as in my ex-girlfriend?
-And as in a very good friend of mine.

l can't believe you'd ask her
up here without asking me.

lt's Valentine's Day and she just
broke up with her boyfriend...

...and she needs
a change of scenery. So l....

-Did she mention me?
-Well, yeah, l mean, it's only natural.

-What did you tell her?
-That you're great.

-And?
-And?

-And?
-And no, okay? l didn't tell her that.

-That is so your gig.
-l can't believe you.

Jack, look, it's not that
big of a deal, okay?

She gets here, you ask her if she wants
a glass of water, and then, you know...

...kind of mention
that you like boys.

What do you think, red or black?

lt's Valentine's Day.
Red, of course.

Yeah. Yeah, l thought so too.
All right.

You know, it's perfectly natural
to be nervous.

-Valentine's is a very exciting day.
-Oh, l'm not nervous. All right?

lt's just another day,
just another dinner.

lt is not just another day.

lt's the day Saint Valentine
gave his life to the Romans...

...rather than stop marrying
young Christian lovers.

-l can feel his spirit all around us.
-Oh, it's called a draft.

And it usually wafts through doors
around the middle of February.

Jennifer, you are far too young
to be this jaded.

Who's jaded?
l think it's great we have a day...

...that commercialises
on our emotions.

Not even the harsh jangle of
the cash register can keep love at bay.

-Something's missing.
-You look beautiful, just beautiful.

-No, something is definitely missing.
-An unadorned neck...

...is proper for the first date.
Chaste, pure.

And that's so me.

You know, l've often found
that the best thing for nerves...

...is to simply breathe deeply.

-ln, out.
-All right, for the last time...

...l'm not nervous.

l have absolutely nothing
to be nervous about. l--

l've been on plenty of dates with plenty
of guys, and this is just another one.

So don't make a big deal out of it.

Because it's not a big deal at all.
Okay?

Have fun on your date, dear.

Okay, so the plan is, we're gonna
meet our friend at the club...

...and we're gonna try
and find this senior party. Okay?

Jackers, you're pretty darn quiet
for someone l haven't seen in a year.

lt's just weird to see you.
That's all.

-Have you missed me?
-Yeah, of course.

l'm a pretty missable kind of gal.

-Don't you think?
-Extremely missable.

So who's that special someone
in your life these days?

lt's funny you should ask that.

-There's something you should know.
-Kate, what's wrong?

My boyfriend.

When he broke up with me,
it started just like that.

When l asked him
what was wrong, he said:

'' Funny you should ask.''

And then he told me that he was gay.

Here we are.
The 1 8th green, Augusta.

lf Pacey Witter can sink this putt...

...he will become the youngest ever
Masters Champion.

You can see the tension
in the face of his girlfriend...

...acting sensation
Miss Heather Graham.

Hey, guys.

McPhee, you just made me
drop my putter.

Tragic.

Dawson, Pacey, l want you to
meet my friend, Kate Douglas.

Nice to meet you.

Any friends of Jackers
are friends of mine.

''Jackers.''
l believe she just said ''Jackers.''

Yeah, well, Kate and l go way back.
Way back.

-Jack was my first boyfriend.
-Oh, way back.

l'd just like to put it out there...

...that l've recently broken up
with my gay boyfriend...

...and l find myself in
a highly charged emotional state.

Okay?
Thanks for your time.

Can we have a moment, please?
Thank you.

-Did you hear what she said?
-l know, l feel bad for her.

Add Jack, that's not one,
but two gay boyfriends.

Okay, l wasn't talking about
so much what she said...

...more like what she's saying.

And the subtext is?

That she needs to overcome
the memory of her lost love.

lf only for a brief time.
She's looking to hook up, man.

This night just turned into a fairy tale,
and you, my friend, are the shining star.

l wasn't quite looking at it
from that angle.

Well, that's why l'm here,
little buddy, isn't it?

-Hey, look who's here.
-Joey, hey.

-Hey.
-Hi, guys.

Well, that's odd. l mean...

...this couldn't be
Josephine Buzzkill in front of me...

...because l'm sure
she was boycotting tonight.

Well, l came to make sure that
l don't lose Dawson to the dark side.

Joey. l appreciate your concern...

...but l'm quite capable
of taking care of myself.

Someday you'll thank me, Dawson.
lf Pacey is the devil on your shoulder...

...then the least l can do
is be the angel.

Fine, then.
Come with me, sweet little angel.

Be my guest, but you are not...

...and l repeat,
not gonna ruin this night for us.

Hi.

Henry, do you feel okay?
You look kind of peaked.

l've been dreaming about this for so
long, l'm afraid if l speak, l'll awake.

You are awake.

You're gorgeous.

So are you.

We're wearing the same colour.

Black.

You know, my Grams
would probably say that...

...that was a sign
of the spirit of Saint Valentine.

Of course it is. l believe that.
Oh, this is for you.

Henry, thank you.
lt's perfect.

This whole night's gonna be perfect.

-l'm sorry.
-Oh, no, it's okay.

-lt's not okay. You're bleeding.
-No, no, it's fine, really.

Just a flesh wound.

Well, that was about as subtle
as an Oliver Stone film.

-What was?
-Shoving Dawson on that girl.

-What, are you jealous?
-No, l'm worried about him, Pacey.

-Why?
-Because he's lost.

-l mean, can't you see that?
-l concur with you.

Dawson is lost.
That's why he needs to acquire...

...as much life experience
as possible.

Pacey, why does life experience
have to translate...

...into these wild parties
and random hook-ups?

What would you have the man do?
Join a book club?

l'm screwed.

-You have to tell her.
-l can't tell her.

l don't wanna give her a complex.

-You can't keep avoiding her all night.
-lf l tell her...

...l'll just end up hurting her again.

-Okay, get over yourself, Jack.
-What?

ls there something
hideously wrong with me?

Not that l can tell.

Dave, the guy l just broke up with.

The guy that turned out to be
oh-so-very-much a homosexual...

...he used to tell me
l was an acquired taste.

ls that just a nice way
of saying l'm a filthy eyesore?

-l'm not a filthy eyesore, am l?
-No, you're beautiful.

ln the way that '' beautiful''
used to actually mean something.

What was your name again?

Scream 3 is playing at the Rialto.
We can still catch it.

Easy, Potter.

How do you think they'll
respond when they find out...

...that we're crashing their party
without an invite?

Good question. And one we should've
considered before we got here.

-So who wants to go get ice cream?
-We made it this far. We might as well.

This is my party.
And l don't recall inviting any of you.

Well, you didn't. Our mistake.
So we'll be going now.

Do you know the password?

-l know kung fu.
-Okay, then.

Well, okay. Okay.

Not so fast, kids.

You do know about
the entrance fee, don't you?

Oh, yeah, of course.
lt's, what, 5 bucks to cover this, right?

lf you'd like to join us, l need each
of you to down one of these bad boys.

Go on.
All the cool kids are doing it.

Well, thank you, Mr. Cosby.

Red. Pretty.

-Yummy.
-Novocaine for the soul.

-Betty, Veronica?
-Actually...

...l'm the designated driver tonight.

-Well, what about you, doll?
-That's an attractive offer.

Although you're dying
for the chance to hold my hair...

...when l inevitably
vomit up that beer...

...l'm gonna have
to take a rain check.

You're actually considering
participating in this nonsense?

Why can't you just let the man
make his own decisions?

Dawson, this isn't you.

Your concern for Dawson is starting
to border on pathological.

Guys, we're not at the gates of hell,
and you're not arguing over my soul.

All right.

-Thank you, Henry.
-You're just saying that.

All right, well,
maybe l had my doubts at first...

...but everything's turned out
really, really nicely.

We've got a fun place to eat...

...and what's more important is,
we can spend some time doing...

...what l was hoping that we could do
on Valentine's Day, which is....

Get to know each other,
you know what l mean?

Henry.

Henry.

-Am l boring you?
-No, no, l was-- l was just--

Resting my eyes.

Well, feel free to put your head down
and take a nap if you like.

Oh, okay.

-Oh, my God! Henry?
-Are you okay?

-How does he do it?
-Who, Dawson?

No, Pacey. l mean, how does he always
manage to get us into these situations?

lt's his cocky charm.

Cocky, yes. But l don't think
the village idiot routine equals charm.

Well, he means well.

-Why is he so irritating?
-lf you think about it...

...l mean,
he is just this big, dopey dog.

lt's like he runs through
the house destroying everything.

And then he looks up at you like, ''Wait,
what did you expect? l'm just a dog.''

You know who you sound like?

Who?

Me. Right before
l started dating him.

You in the golf cart, pull over.

Evening, ladies.

-Hey, Kate.
-Hey, Dawson.

-l was wondering--
-You were wondering?

Are you gonna repeat
everything l say?

Are you gonna repeat
everything l say?

lsn't that annoying? l'm sorry.
You were wondering?

l was wondering if you wanted
to take a walk.

-With you?
-With me, yeah.

-A walk sounds neat. Let's go.
-Okay.

He'll be at St. Matthew's later.
He'll be fine.

God, l cannot believe
that you sold your blood.

-Twice in a 48-hour period.
-What were you thinking?

l wanted to make sure l did everything
possible to make tonight unforgettable.

-Well, you did.
-And l wanted to buy you this.

Henry.

lt's a ring.

-And it's orange.
-lt's Hungarian red. Try it on.

-No.
-Henry.

-Please don't worry about this.
-l ruined everything.

No, Henry, it's fine.
Please don't worry about it.

-l wanted everything to be so perfect.
-lt is. This is perfect. lt's perfect.

I know what you're doing.

Really?

And what's that?

You're the resident caretaker.

-The what?
-The gang's nice guy. Freddie Friendly.

The one who volunteers
to take highly emotional...

...and progressively wasted types
off of everybody's hands...

...so the other boys
can go and have fun.

Don't worry about little old me,
Dawson.

l will present you
with no burden whatsoever.

-This place is hilly.
-Wait a minute.

Why would you assume that?

-Assume what?
-That l'm a nice guy.

Maybe l could be trying
to take advantage of your situation.

And you find that humorous.

l may be drunk
and l may hardly know you...

...but that's not you.

-lt isn't?
-No, it isn't.

l mean, first of all...

...who in a million years that was trying
to take advantage of my situation...

...would use the expression:

'' l'm trying to take advantage
of your situation''?

ls it really too much
to ask the universe that once...

...just once, just one single,
solitary time...

...you conspire with my desire
to have a good time?

Quit whining.
There are people dying in the Balkans.

You be quiet, okay?

-This is between me and the fates.
-Call me loco...

...but maybe if you just acted instead of
hemming and hawing and debating...

...and conversing, then maybe
you'd actually see some results.

-What is that supposed to mean?
-Simply put:

lf you don't want to be a nice guy,
Dawson...

...when you take
a girl into the woods...

...don't talk to her about kissing her.

Kiss her.

Especially after you've told her
that she was beautiful...

...in the way that '' beautiful'' used
to actually mean something.

-lt's that simple?
-lt's that simple.

Hold that impulse.

Perfect.
Just perfect.

You're home early.

Unfortunately, not early enough.

The haggard girl that you're looking at
now is straight from the date from hell.

Something for you and Henry
to laugh about on your second date.

Sadly enough, l don't think there's
gonna be a second date, Grams.

-Because of just one sour evening?
-This was our first real date...

...and to call it sour
would be a kind review.

Jennifer, you have got
to get over your preconceptions...

...about what a date
is supposed to be. A date...

...even if it's a bad one,
is just another moment.

lt's just another pearl
in a great, wondrous necklace.

Okay, before you wax geriatric,
let me just cut to the chase.

Henry is right now in the hospital
because he oversold his blood...

...in order to buy me a Hungarian-red
ring, which, by the way, is too small.

Sweet, yes.
Adorable, sure.

Grammar school, definitely.

Henry never claimed
to be the sophisticated sort.

Which is exactly my point.
l mean, why go for all this trouble?

Why plan a dinner? Why buy me
jewellery if that's not who you are?

Maybe he thinks
that's who you want him to be.

This is the Capeside police.

Guys. Yo, guys!

What, did l do it wrong?

Hello?

Do you guys party
like this every weekend?

Because l gotta say...

...this has been the most fun
l've had in a really long time.

l mean, l am just so over
my ex-boyfriend right now.

l am really glad
to hear you say that, Kate.

Because l think there's something
you really need to know.

You are not going to tell her
in an enclosed space.

Hey, l heard that.

-Tell me what in an enclosed space?
-l know this isn't the optimum time...

...to do this, all right? But l--

All right, look.

l--

l know what this is.

-You're not over me, are you, Jack?
-No, no, that's not it.

Not to suggest that you're easily
''get-overable'' or anything, but....

-The thing is, l--
-Oh, my God.

You're gay, aren't you?

-But we had--
-Yeah. Yeah, we did.

-And you were good.
-Thanks.

But that doesn't really have any
bearing on our current situation.

l'm still gay.

-Are you gay too?
-Me?

-No.
-Are you sure?

Because apparently
only gay guys will kiss me.

You kissed her?

He started to, but my less-than-iron
stomach napalmed the moment.

Dawson, what were you thinking?

l wasn't.

For a fleeting moment
l wasn't thinking, and it felt good.

To take advantage
of a girl who was drunk...

...vulnerable and clearly
on the rebound?

ls it just me, or is this
jaw-droppingly out of character?

What character, Joey?
The little sketch in your head...

...that you have labelled '' Dawson''?

This might not be the me
you're used to.

l might make a fool out of myself...

...but you have to start letting me
make mistakes.

Here we go again, kiddies.

For the 47 6th time this hour,
our number one Billboard chart topper:

''The Ballad of Dawson and Joey.''

Will those two kids ever
get back together again?

-Boy, l sure hope so.
-Would you stay out of it?

Oh, of course. Far be it from me,
lowly creature that l am...

...to ever tread on the sanctity
of the Dawson and Joey dynamic.

l'm sorry, it's just that l find the way
that you treat him so fascinating.

-And how is that, Dr. Witter?
-Like he's some weird, neutered...

...little virginal creature.

What's your problem?

l don't have a problem.

l am but a Greek chorus,
here to observe and interpret.

Pacey.

-When did you adopt this mean streak?
-Come on, Joey, you and l....

We've always been known for the snap,
crackle and pop of our repartee.

Right.
The good-natured banter.

But to the best of my recollection,
l don't remember it ever being pointed...

-...and it's never been hurtful.
-Or even being taken so seriously.

But how could l not take it seriously?

And you've said one harsh, nasty thing
after another to me tonight.

What did l really do
to deserve all of that?

You didn't do anything
to deserve this.

The drunken lout in the corner
just pleads sheer frustration.

l mean, honestly, do you have
any idea how exhausting it is...

...to exist on your periphery?

To witness this perpetual dance
that you two have?

One week you're soul mates.

The next you're giving each other
up for the greater good.

Do you think it's possible
that sometime soon...

...you could make up your mind,
please?

Yeah, and the reverence that you two
treat this saga of yours with...

...it's enough to make a guy
wanna puke.

All right.
Everyone out.

Everyone, that is,
except you, little brother.

Dad thinks it might be a good idea
if you spend the night.

Hiya.

Jell-O?

What is it about hospitals
always serving Jell-O?

Do they think it has some sort
of miraculous healing power?

l'm sorry l can't offer you more.

No, l'm sorry.

Henry, l think that l may have been...

...just a bit more anxious than
l let on about this whole thing.

-You? Anxious, really?
-Yeah.

See, at the Chapin School,
Valentine's was the day...

...when the guy that l was dating would
take out the girl that he really liked.

-Give her presents and chocolates--
-l don't believe that for a minute.

Yeah, well, it's true.

All right? l've never had
a date on Valentine's Day.

Let alone a first date, so....

l think that my need
to fulfil that experience...

...is what got the better
of both of us.

That's one way to put it.

lf we're gonna continue dating,
and l'd like that...

...what do you say we start
acting like ourselves...

...and less like a couple
in our 30s?

-So you want me to return the ring?
-Not on your life.

This is the best-looking Hungarian-red
pinkie ring l've ever gotten.

And besides, it reminds me of you,
which makes it pretty invaluable.

Mind if l do?

Do you realize what we're doing?
We're having a date.

No floods, no earthquakes,
no locusts.

Let's just not think about what could
go wrong. Let's just eat the Jell-O.

There's always room for Jell-O.

-So you okay?
-Yeah.

You know...

...l'm starting to realize that
there's something kind of cool...

...about a relationship not working
because the guy turns out to be gay.

l mean, sure, it's heartbreaking
in its own way, but it's not my fault.

-There's nothing l can do about it.
-Of course it's not your fault.

lt's not your fault either.

l know.

Do you? Then why were you
so afraid to tell me?

l didn't want to upset you.

Nope. Not buying it.

You're gonna have to do
better than that, Jackers.

Okay.

When you and l were
seeing each other...

...l always thought there
was something a little off.

l've come a long way, but when
l saw you, it brought me back...

...to a time when l thought that the
feelings that l was having were wrong.

And l guess l thought
that if l told you...

...l'd be somehow disappointing you.

ln a million years, you could
never disappoint me, Jack.

Gay or straight.

You're a world-class human being.

That's why l wanted to see you.

You take me back to this nice,
safe place where crushes never end...

...and hearts can't be broken.

And l needed that this weekend.

Good. Well, l hope you
found that somehow.

l did.

And l'm glad l get to go home
knowing the real you.

Come here.

l thought the silent treatment was
a tactic typically employed by kids.

l'm not giving you
the silent treatment.

-You're not talking to me either.
-l was thinking.

-About what?
-My son.

lt's been quite a year for you.

-What do you mean?
-Well, it all started out...

...with a wrecked boat and a wild party.

-And l was angry.
-Dad--

What l'm trying to do is get back
to the basics of being a kid.

l'm 1 6 and it was a party, and those
two things are inextricably linked.

l have no problem
with you going to parties.

l have zero problem with you being 1 6.

l do, l admit, have a problem
with, oh, wrecked boats...

...strippers on the table...

...and fishing you out of the drunk tank
on a Friday night.

Fair enough.

But can you chalk it up
to youthful exuberance?

Yes, l can.

Dad. Thank you.
l really appreciate it.

l'm not finished.

Since you've decided
to start acting like a kid...

...l guess l'm left with no choice
but to start acting like a parent.

And until you decide on a path
for yourself, l've chosen one for you.

-What does that mean?
-Your mother's buying a restaurant.

-Really?
-And you're gonna work there.

Doing whatever she needs you to do.

After school, evenings,
weekends, whatever.

And you're gonna do this
until you begin to understand...

...that deciding to be a kid doesn't give
you license to be reckless...

...and irresponsible.
Good night, son.

You were in rare form tonight.

How bad do l suck, huh?

So, what seems to be the problem?

-There's no problem, Dougie.
-Oh, come on, Pacey...

...l found you hanging from
a tree getting completely wasted.

-So, what is it, a girl or something?
-What?

Okay, so it's a girl.

-Who is she?
-You know what, Dougie?

lt's really not that important, okay?

Okay.

l'll tell you something, though.
She is really annoying.

-Yeah?
-Yeah. l mean, this girl is amazing.

There is not a single subject that
she doesn't have an opinion about.

-lt's mind-boggling.
-Well, that certainly sounds...

...like a nightmare.

No, l mean, it's not quite like that.

You gotta understand that the girl's
really smart, so she's usually right.

And when she argues, it comes
from this really beautiful, pure place...

...so how can you fight against that,
you know?

Especially if you're a smartass like me.

ls she pretty?

Yeah, she is pretty.

She is very, very pretty.

She's actually the....

The kind of pretty that gives you
butterflies, you know what l mean?

Yeah.

Never lose the butterflies.

-What?
-You know, that's maybe...

...what sucks most about getting older.

Somewhere along the line,
you just lose the butterflies.

So the question is, little brother,
what are you gonna do about it?

-Do?
-Yeah, ''do,'' as in ''do something.''

-Take action.
-No, l don't think...

...you're really properly grasping
the gravity of the situation, Dougie.

lf l was actually to do
something about this...

...there is the strong possibility
that the sun would cease to shine.

The tides would cease to rise.
ln fact, l'm betting...

...there's a good chance
the Earth would crack open...

...and Capeside would become
home to a huge hellmouth...

...that would spew forth endless
hordes of monsters and demons...

...that would choke the denizens of this
city, making them fall to their knees...

...and pray for a return
to the days before l took action.

That's really what
we're talking about here.

Yeah, maybe.

Look, Pacey.

ln my experience, you don't
come across that many people...

...with the ability
to give you butterflies.

You just don't.

And if you don't tell
this girl how you feel...

...well, it'll be like spending the rest of
your life in your own personal prison.

-Hey, Doug?
-Yeah.

Thank you.

Wait, hold on, please?
Just--

What l said last night
was way out of line.

And, yes, l was drunk...

...but more to the point,
l was just plain wrong.

And l want you to know
that l'm really sorry.

Well...

...l was worried about you too, Pacey.

Me?

Why?

Well....

Because, l mean, Satan himself could
lead Dawson into the fiery pits of hell...

...and he would still emerge with
his moral code firmly intact. But you....

Maybe l think that nobody's
worrying about you right now.

So then what you're
really saying, then, is that...

...given the highly dysfunctional
nature of our relationship...

...this is actually how you
express concern for me.

You gotta learn to read
between the banter, Pacey.

Right.

So....

So are we all finished here?

No, actually.

There's something else.

Something else?

Yeah.

lt's just something
l've been meaning to tell you.

Look....

Joey....

You're lingering
on your clutch, okay?

You think you're just
easing into the gear...

...but it's not a good idea. You know?
Maybe not today or tomorrow...

...but soon you're gonna do a lot
of damage to your transmission...

...so, what l was thinking
is that l could show you.

Now?

Yeah.

-Yeah.
-Okay, Pacey.

Okay.

-Now?
-Not now.

-Now?
-Now. Shift.

-l did it.
-Yes, you did.

Congratulations, Potter.
We are finally getting somewhere.