Dawson's Creek (1998–2003): Season 6, Episode 2 - The Song Remains the Same - full transcript
After spending their first romantic night together, Dawson and Joey decide not to discuss it, because every time something happened between them they always ruined it by over discussing it. Dawson even shows Joey the set that he's working on which resembles his own house in Capeside. Meanwhile, Pacey starts on his new job as a stock broker which was set up by Audrey's father and during Pacey's first day he deals with his ambitious, but oily and pig-headed boss Rich Rinaldi. At the same time, Jack finally gets himself and Pacey the dream apartment Pacey was chasing so hard to get, with a little deviousness against Emma. During a heated argument with Grams, Jen accidentally meets a very cute guy, named C.J., a fan of Jen's defunct radio show who invites her to a counseling center that he works at. Also, Joey is hired as a waitress as the local bar, Hell's Kitchen, to get some extra cash for herself.
Hey.
-You're up.
-Yeah.
-You went out.
-Yeah.
Could you...?
Sure.
Thanks.
-So l got you a--
-Did you get me a latte?
Roses.
All over Worthington.
Kind of hokey, don't you think?
Yeah, that's exactly what l think.
lt's a $500 fine
to pick one of these.
Worth every penny.
So we should probably stop
and think about this.
You know, about what it means.
l mean, about how this will change...
...things.
Maybe later.
Yes. Hello.
-l was wondering if you could bring--
-No, no, no.
-No room service for you this morning.
-What? We can afford it.
-We?
-Okay. My dad can afford it.
What do you say?
Champagne? Bloody marys?
l say that we're not
on the set of Dynasty.
And you have class in an hour.
Now, which tie?
l don't know. They're both hideous.
You'll have time for fashion critiques
once l get the job.
But l don't wanna be late
for the interview, okay?
l'm sure that it is just a technicality.
Trust me. When my dad pulls strings,
they stay pulled.
How do you think
l got into Worthington?
Are they supposed to be
this tight?
You have actually worn a tie before,
haven't you, Pacey?
-Of course l have. Once.
-Once?
Yes, once.
Okay, wish me luck.
l'm out the door.
Luck.
Yes, hello. ls this room service?
Oh, my gosh. You know my name.
How cool.
Yeah, l'm feeling a little continental
this morning.
Okay, so we share the art history.
All this Kafka is mine, and they
gave us a math book by mistake.
l'll take that, thank you very much.
Wait a second, math? Don't tell me
you actually took my advice.
Stranger things have happened.
And this has nothing
to do with the fact...
...that a certain someone
teaches math?
Are you implying
there's anything wrong...
...with taking an interest
in someone's life's work?
l think it's a slippery slope.
l mean, one minute you're taking
an interest, and the next...
...you're sublimating your own
thoughts and desires, and for what?
For a chance to participate in the
great patriarchal heterosexist fraud...
...that is better known as monogamy?
ls that how you wanna spend
your golden years?
Folding some man's laundry
and pretending to share an interest?
l mean, haven't we
come further as a sex--?
What?
-Hi.
-Hi. l'm sorry, are we bothering you?
Because if it's not too much trouble,
you could get your own conversation.
No. Sorry.
l've been sitting trying to figure out
where l met you before...
...and suddenly l realized
l've never met you before.
Great. Well, l'm really glad
that we got that figured out.
l've heard you on the radio.
She was on the radio.
Well, you were.
She was very good too.
Okay, you got me. l'm busted.
l was on the radio.
But l'm not anymore, so....
Thank you very much
for listening and bye-bye.
So did you get fired, or what?
What is this, an interview?
l'm just curious.
Well, let's just say that l had some...
...artistic differences
with the new management.
Fine. Then we'll just say that.
Fine.
Excuse me, young man.
Would you care to join us?
lt's 8:35 on Saturday morning.
The phone rings. Who is it?
Cable company, phone company,
debt consolidators.
Why do they keep calling back?
Because it works.
Now...
...if you don't think you can do that,
if you don't think you can commit...
...to becoming the lowest form of life,
the kind that lives by his wits...
...the kind that doesn't take '' no'' for
an answer, then l suggest you leave.
No. You know what?
ln fact, l insist you leave. Right now.
All right, then.
To clarify: the hours are long,
the pay is crap.
When you're not working, you will be
studying for your stockbroker exam.
There are no second chances. lf you
do not pass this test on your first try...
...you will be let go
from the program...
...and replaced by
one of a zillion other guys...
...who would kill to have this job.
Questions?
Well, given how completely
and historically screwed...
...the market is right now, why would
any sane person want this job?
Same reason
people play the lottery.
You mean money?
No.
Not that there's anything wrong
with money.
l mean hope.
That tiny surge of adrenaline
that courses through your veins...
...right before you check
the winning numbers.
That's what we're selling here.
That's what every stockbroker sells.
And you all wouldn't be here
if you didn't want some of it.
Those of you who want it bad enough,
l'll see you Monday.
Otherwise, disperse.
l actually do have
one more question.
Shoot.
Who the hell are you?
-Rich Rinaldi.
-Pacey Witter.
And, Mr. Rinaldi, l don't need till
Monday morning. l'm in, right now.
Look forward to working
with you, Pacey.
Okay.
And...
...you might wanna rethink that suit.
Seems a little gay.
Hi.
Hi.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
-Do you have to work today?
-Yeah.
Yeah. But l was thinking
we could get together later on.
-Great.
-Like around 5?
-Sure.
-Okay.
-l'll call you.
-Great.
Not like, '' l'll call you,''
like the bad clich?.
Like l say l'll call you
and never do.
Not like the standard blowoff
you get from the frat guy...
...trying to make a graceful exit
from an embarrassing hookup?
Yes. l mean, no. Not like that.
Not embarrassing?
None of that. No.
So l guess we're in agreement
that since last night...
...words have lost all meaning.
Because l spent 1 5 minutes
in that bathroom...
...trying to think of something
to say to you.
And, well, all l could
come up with was '' hi.''
l liked it.
lt was heartfelt and sincere.
-lt was idiotic.
-l can top that.
The note that l left on your pillow
this morning? Four drafts.
l spent an hour trying to come up with
something meaningful to say to you.
Something that would encapsulate
how l felt about us, about sex...
...about the most incredible night of
my life. Know what l came up with?
''Went out for breakfast.''
Four of the dumbest words, and not
one of them says what l meant to say.
l have to get that.
-Hello.
-Leery, I'm waiting.
Why am l waiting?
Because you're not bloody here.
-Sorry. l was--
-You're gonna get your ass here.
That's what you're gonna do.
Go. Call me later.
Okay. And then we can talk.
We can finish what we were--
Right, but l have one important thing
to ask you right now.
What?
What happened to
the other three drafts?
l tossed them in the dumpster.
l see. When you
went out to get coffee?
Yeah.
l thought that was
a little suspicious.
lt was, actually,
and now that you mention it--
-Todd calling.
-How could you tell?
l'm assuming ''Satan''
could only be...
...one person other than
Beelzebub himself.
-Hello.
-l need a triple espresso...
...and some sort of
pastry-type situation.
-Preferably Italian.
-l'm on my...
...way.
Go. Get out of here.
l'm afraid to see what happens if
the devil calls three times in one hour.
Before l leave,
l just wanna make certain--
Dawson.
Shut up.
Bye.
Would you murder someone
in this alley?
You, for wanting to change a location
1 8 other people signed off on. Here.
No speech on how you're too good
to get my coffee?
-No 20-minute tirade on how it's cold?
-l must be mellowing.
Or l've been bringing you
decaf all summer.
Which would explain the lack of
yelling at you this morning...
-...when you failed to show up.
-That was a lack of yelling?
You weren't in your room, either.
No.
l spent the night at a friend's.
A friend's?
Had l known you had any friends...
...l wouldn't have wasted
production dollars on lodging you.
Well?
-Details?
-Not a chance.
Every good thing that's happened
in my life l've talked out of existence.
-l'm not gonna do that this time.
-Suit yourself.
-What am l doing today?
-Find out when you get there.
Fair enough.
-Excuse me.
-Yeah.
You don't remember me, but--
No, yeah. Sure.
Nice to see you again.
Excuse me.
Sorry, l don't have time to chitchat.
l'm not attempting to forge
some kind of social connection.
-Good, because--
-You can apologize and we'll move on.
-Apologize?
-Yeah.
lt's simple. You read the book, you
come to class. Preferably in that order.
-You finished?
-Yes.
Good. You bumped into me now in
your dash to read the lunch specials?
Well, l'm sorry.
Thank you.
Didn't realize you were so delicate.
Hey. You came back.
-Joey, right? From last night?
-Yeah.
You decided the glamour and prestige
of waitressing was for you after all.
Well, let's just say l'm currently
realigning my life priorities.
Getting your bum grabbed by a bunch
of sadistic drunks is in your top five?
No, but...
...l'm trusting my instincts
for a change.
So is the job still available?
l'll put a word in with the manager.
ln the meantime, fill this out.
-Thank you.
-No problem.
He doesn't eat here often, does he?
Him? Not particularly, no.
But he does work here.
He's the bartender.
So no classes today either?
No, l had to shop.
You know, for the thing tonight.
-Oh, honey, don't put the--
-Something smells good.
-Here. Bon app?tit.
-Oh, yeah. Thanks.
That's okay.
So, what's the verdict, man?
l saw five apartments this morning,
leading me to the conclusion...
...that everything in our price range
is disgusting and roach-infested.
Except for this place
l looked at yesterday.
Yeah, but is it clean?
lt's immaculate.
Jack, l'm scandalized.
ls that an obviously gay trait
that you just revealed to us?
l'm clean. Try living with someone's
grandmother for a few years.
The solution here is obvious.
We gotta go back. We gotta try again.
We have to convince this woman
why it is she wants to live with us.
lf she doesn't wanna live with guys,
she doesn't wanna live with guys.
Who can blame her? Who wants to
deal with shaving hairs...
...in the sink when you're trying
to brush your teeth?
As much as l love you, you're missing
the point. He is a neat guy.
-That's one way of putting it.
-And you are a slob.
Admit it, you're not just a guy,
you're a guy's guy.
Okay, granted, yesterday
l may have been a guy's guy.
Today, l am a guy with a job.
-You got it?
-Yeah.
Yeah. Congrats, dude.
Not so much a job as an opportunity
to become the lowest form of life.
Which l'll explain later, because
right now we have an apartment to get.
We?
Yes, we. Swallow.
Hello? Hi, l was....
l was wondering if l could come
look at the apartment today.
No, l think it's nice.
Yeah, that's what everybody says.
''Oh, you live with your grandma.
That's so sweet.''
How do they know l don't beat her...
...and leave her tied to
the radiator all winter?
-ls this a cry for help?
-Do l look like l need help?
No. Actually, you look like someone
who'd probably be good at giving it.
Oh, God.
What?
No. lt's not your fault.
This is my fault.
This has happened to me before.
This religion thing is not really--
God! No. Not God. Not God.
l'm gonna go.
Wait, look.
You're right.
l do want something from you.
Several things, actually.
But, first, l want you
to sit back down.
-Okay, l'll perch.
-Fine.
-l'm not fully committing to the sitting.
-Understood.
l could leave at any moment
if you continue to not say anything.
Sorry, this is kind of a difficult thing
to phrase properly.
No matter how l say it,
l'm gonna sound like a total dork, so....
Have you ever heard of The Stand?
Bye-bye.
Wait a second. Wait a second.
lt's not a religion.
lt's a peer counselling program.
You're saying l need counselling?
No. l'm saying l think
you could give counselling.
Oh, you mean help people?
All l'm asking is that you come
to an information session tonight.
lt starts at 7.
-And you'll be there?
-Yeah, l'll be there.
l think l made a huge mistake.
Excuse me?
A wrong turn or something.
This can't be the place I'm supposed
to meet you. There's no ''here'' here.
Wrong again.
What is this place?
Where we're shooting the movie.
Most of it.
-Did l say it takes place in the '7 0s?
-No.
A bunch of teenagers obsessed
with the Boston Strangler...
...spend the weekend
at this old house in Cape Cod...
...scaring the crap out of each other,
of course.
-Sounds familiar.
-Yeah.
l'm proud of the set. Todd let me
have a lot of input into the design.
-Why is that?
-Because l'm a valued assistant.
l suspected as much.
And he doesn't trust
his production designer.
A notoriously shifty race of people.
And he has no idea what a typical
American house should look like.
A typical American house?
Come on.
Dawson, this is incredible.
All that stuff about
''you can't go home again''?
-You can.
-Through the magic of movies.
lsn't your mom gonna freak when she
sees your house in a horror movie?
lt won't be good for property values,
but you gotta admit, it's kind of cool.
lt's more than cool.
Dawson, this is spectacular.
lt's like it's your movie.
Except it's not.
l'm just the director's assistant.
You have to admit
you've come a long way...
...since Sea Creatures
From the Deep.
l mean...
...it's like it's the real thing.
As real as something can be
that's entirely an illusion.
Entirely?
See for yourself.
We...
...kind of ran out of money.
Leery, you sick bastard.
How many times have l told you--
Hello, hello, hello.
Leery's got a bird.
Todd, Joey.
Joey, Todd.
-Hey.
-Hi.
Joey goes to Worthington.
-What's that, like, a college?
-Yeah.
Never heard of it.
So, what do you think
of our set?
lt's amazing.
lt will be. You still got that list
of all the things wrong with it?
l already got the art department
started on the corrections.
Excellent. We're coming back
and filming in two weeks, you know.
That's what l heard.
So you'll come back
and visit us then, then?
l hope so.
Okay. Bye.
You've giving me the bum's rush
out of here, isn't you?
ls that so you can take
the night off with that bird?
Something like that.
What time do we go
to the airport tomorrow?
Eight o'clock. Wake-up call, 7:30.
Second wake-up call, 7:45.
Right.
So l'll see you then.
Go get them, tiger.
-Nice place.
-Yeah.
Yeah, this is definitely the one.
So we're all clear on what
we need to do here, right?
lt might actually be a little too nice.
-Audrey.
-Yes, clear.
Audrey Liddell, character witness
for the defence. Whatever. Hello?
Hi. l'm here about the apartment.
l remember you. For yourself?
ln a way, yes.
ln a way that involves you living here
and me never having to see...
...either of these wastrels again
for the rest of my natural-born life?
Not exactly, no.
l'm afraid there's been
some sort of mistake.
Hold on a second. You're not gonna
let the woman speak her mind?
The fact that she's with you raises
doubts as to whether she has one.
l just want a second chance...
...because l obviously did not make
the best first impression.
But l'm positive, if you did
give me a second chance...
...l could sell you on the benefits
of living with two--
Yeah, hi?
We thought it over and we'll take it.
Sorry. lt's too late.
Nice tie, by the way.
So as l was saying,
most of what we do around here...
...is simply information
and referrals.
And 99 times out of 1 00...
...just reminding someone
to take a deep breath...
...and to keep on breathing
is enough.
Tomorrow will be another day.
For you too.
Which brings me to
our number one rule around here:
Never be afraid to ask for a hug
at the end of a tough day.
Hey, Jen.
-Hi. You made it.
-Yep. Made it.
Well, let's go. We're late.
You know, l'm sorry.
l can't go back in there.
Back in there?
Yeah, l was already in there.
l saw the posters, the....
lt's just that it's not for me.
The hugging and
the ''one day at a time.''
l see. So you're one of those people
who've found some other way to live.
One that doesn't involve
one day at a time.
l don't wanna knock your system.
l'm sure it's a good system, but--
lt's not cool enough for you.
That's fine.
No, l didn't say that.
l mean, honestly, l think it's really nice
that you have something...
...that you believe in like that.
-You say that like it's a bad thing.
-No, it's just l'm not much of a joiner.
lt was really nice to meet you.
And good luck, and bye.
So then, why did you come?
That's not obvious?
For argument's sake,
let's say it's not.
l made myself this promise
over the summer.
What was that?
That no matter what, l would
really do things differently this year...
...try to make new friends.
And l can't do that by pretending...
...to be somebody that l'm not,
because those friends that l make...
...would think l'm something
that l'm not.
And what aren't you?
Well, for starters, l'm not as great
as a person as you think l am.
Well, that's too bad.
lt was nice to meet you.
No matter what happens this year,
l hope you do one thing.
What's that?
Change your mind about yourself.
You're gonna have to
take my word for this...
...but lesbians are notorious
for committing too soon.
They're gonna be splitsville,
and throwing appliances at each other.
How do you know l'm not gonna be
throwing my appliances at you?
And, for that matter,
how do you know l'm not a lesbian?
-That's a good point.
-And you make your living selling.
lt's just, l....
When you think about this,
you're going to realize...
...the benefits to living with us
far outweigh the disadvantages.
Think. How is it that schlubs like us
can afford to live in a place like this?
Because the neighbourhood
is not great.
Right? So give me that one. Living
with guys, it's like having free security.
Secondly, l'm a fantastic cook. l'll cook
you anything, anytime, anywhere.
But the pi?ce de r?sistance,
and we discussed this last night...
...l am a thoroughly monogamous,
domesticated, American male...
...with a girlfriend.
A steady girlfriend.
Yeah, it's true, you know,
about the cooking.
Although, we'll probably be breaking
up soon, and then God knows...
...what string of ho's he'll have
running through here.
And he's really noisy too,
especially when he's having--
-Honey?
-Darling.
-Sweetheart?
-Yes.
-Sidebar.
-Sure. Excuse me.
-Well, it's a pretty cool place.
-Yeah.
But she told you about
the mice problem, right?
Oh, God. l thought you were
gonna be helping on this.
l didn't like the situation last night,
and now l see you...
...bantering with that girl,
l like it even less.
That girl?
-That girl hates me.
-l know. She hates you too much.
l don't trust it.
-No problem.
-Thank you very much. Let's go.
Hey, hey! No. Hello. Wait!
Please stop.
Where are you going?
Hello? Hi! Wait!
What did you say?
My love for this apartment
knows no ethical boundaries.
l'm sorry that took so long.
No problem.
So l was thinking....
-Always a dangerous proposition.
-Yeah.
l'm thinking l wanna
take you out tonight.
For your birthday, officially.
lf you don't have other plans.
Well, considering no one else
even remembered my birthday...
...l can't imagine any other plans
l would have.
But, Dawson, l'd kind of
like to change first.
l thought maybe we could have
a drink before dinner.
Kind of hokey, don't you think?
Yeah, that's exactly what l think.
-You put a little thought into this.
-Just a little.
There must be, like,
$1 00 worth of stuff in here.
More like $200.
'' Dear Todd, thanks for choosing us.
We look forward to
processing your dailies''?
Champagne?
Dawson, isn't Satan gonna notice
if this is gone?
You know how many gift baskets
a director gets before a production?
-How many?
-A lot.
A toast.
To Joey Potter.
On her 1 9th birthday,
a day that will live in infamy.
A great day.
And one that hasn't ended yet.
lt's late, isn't it?
-Guess we sort of lost track of time.
-Yeah, in a good way.
-Meaning?
-Time's the enemy, right? Our enemy?
You're not planning on turning
into a pumpkin at midnight?
No, but l am leaving tomorrow.
And then what?
And then l come back.
Back to what, exactly?
To us.
-Do you hear something?
-Nope.
-You should answer that, you know.
-Why?
Because you love your job.
Not him.
-You're lying.
-No, l'm not.
-Dawson, yes, you are.
-l'm not.
Hey, Joey. Give me--
Yep.
-Who's the girl?
-Joey--
No, who's the girl
calling your cell phone?
That's not fair.
-No, tell me. Who is it?
-Nobody.
Nobody. That's interesting
because she--
She's a friend.
She's a friend from L.A.
First she's nobody, now a friend.
Which is it?
She's just a girl.
She's a girl l've been kind of seeing.
Hi! Are you guys gonna stand out here
all night? Because we're trying--
Not very successfully, mind you.
--to throw you a surprise party.
-Hey, surprise!
-Happy birthday!
You hate it, don't you?
No.
Lucky me.
Do you love it?
l got it at Fred Segal,
so you can't return it.
Not that you would, because
it's totally stunning and everything.
l love it, Audrey. lt's great.
lt's just what l wanted. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Joey, is something wrong?
Oh, no. God, no, l....
Excuse me for a second.
You have a girlfriend?
l slept with you last night,
and you have a girlfriend?
This is a very unhappy birthday.
l said l'd been seeing someone.
''Seeing someone''?
What the hell does that mean?
l don't know. The point is...
...l broke up with her when
something happened between us.
-How, in your mind?
-First thing this morning.
-Where you think l went when l left?
-For breakfast.
l didn't know you got up early
to break up with someone else.
-Well, you rather l didn't?
-No.
l'd rather you weren't
involved with someone...
...when we finally sleep together.
l'm sorry if this ruins the fantasy,
but this girl means nothing to me--
-You should've told me!
-When? Where?
-Before!
-Joey, stop!
Why? Why stop now?
Everyone who thinks Dawson
should've told me he had a girlfriend...
...before he slept with me,
raise your hand.
You're blowing this
out of proportion.
Maybe you guys should just take
a breather, let cooler heads prevail.
Or we could just leave.
-That's a great idea.
-Let's go.
-No, l can't.
-Honey, now's not the time.
l'm sorry. l know
Dawson's our friend too...
...but l personally cannot leave
until Joey says it's okay.
-lt's fine, Audrey.
-Okay, good.
Happy birthday, Jo.
-They'll rip each other's heads off.
-Let's just go.
We didn't talk this summer...
...which was your choice
as much as mine.
-So l asked you to lie to me?
-Joey...
...we both know if either of us
had stopped and thought...
...for even a second last night, then
what we did never would've happened.
And l, for one,
am not sorry that it did.
lf you are, that's a completely
separate argument.
-That's actually a much bigger deal--
-Dawson, you have a girlfriend.
-How is that not a big deal?
-Had a girlfriend, Joey.
l'm willing to admit that the timing
on this is far from perfect.
But l'm sick of waiting for this
'' perfect timing'' ...
...that's never gonna happen.
Oh, you're right. You know...
...it's better to just get it over with
and move on.
'''Slept with Joey.' Just cross that
off my list of things to do.''
You know that's not how l think.
How do l know?
l haven't talked to you all summer.
Apparently, you've changed
so much--
You think l'd wanna sleep with you
and not want it to mean more?
You think l waited for us
to have one night together...
-...then go our separate ways?
-l'm sorry you got sick of waiting.
l'm sorry that l wanted our first time
to mean something more than--
lt does mean more, Joey.
l mean, it means everything to me.
-l don't know what it means to you.
-You're saying l wanted this?
No. That would involve you
knowing what you want...
...which we know is not likely
to happen anytime this decade.
Oh, great, you know. Use something
l said when l was a child.
You're still a child, Joey.
You're still the same
scared little girl who--
Who what?
Who what, Dawson?
Who broke your heart?
God. ls the statute of limitations
ever gonna end on that one? Ever?
l'm sorry l don't have the same dreams
l had when l was 1 5 years old.
And l'm sorry that l moved on faster
than you did, but you know what?
Maybe not everything
that happens to you is my fault.
And maybe just because
l want more from my life than--
More than what? More than us?
You don't know, do you?
You've never known.
Since l've known you,
all you've wanted to do is escape.
From me, from Capeside.
You say that l'm the dreamer.
l'm the one who doesn't
wanna live in the real world.
Well, l'm doing it, Joey.
Right now. l'm living in the real world.
lt's you who wants the fantasy.
-l want the fantasy?
-Yes.
Who lit the candles?
Who bought the champagne?
Who dumped who four years ago?
Joey, l know what l want.
l've always known what l want.
Before we destroy whatever chance
we might have at a relationship...
...l'm asking you, please,
stop and think about this.
ls this really what you want?
ls this...
...really the way that you want
things to end between us?
They do this all the time, right?
No big whoop.
l mean, it's normal to fight.
lt's healthy.
'' Healthy'' isn't the word l'd use
to describe their relationship.
l'm all for Will-they and Won't-they
finally getting their shot...
...but for people to be that dependent
on each other for happiness is--
lncredibly romantic?
Or perhaps structurally unsound?
Yeah, l'll second that.
Wait. All of a sudden you're coming
out as some sort of nonbeliever?
Hey, let's not forget who
broke them up the first time around.
Jen?
Don't look at me. l'm too messed up
in this thing to have an opinion.
l am just the roadkill on
the Dawson-and-Joey highway.
Okay. Four incredibly expensive
soft drinks.
-Thanks.
-Thank you.
Can l get you lot anything else?
Didn't think so.
Emma, hold on a sec.
Yes?
Listen, l just wanted to apologize
for this afternoon--
You can have it.
-Excuse me?
-The flat. You can have it.
l just didn't want to give your
little friend there the satisfaction.
But he was right about the security.
The neighbours got broken into
twice last year.
So, if you like,
you can move in at the weekend.
You will not regret this.
Oh, yes, l will.
Thank you.
So, what did she say?
We're moving in this weekend.
Seriously?
Yes!
Okay, l suppose a toast is in order.
Though why l should be toasting to
you leaving me alone is beyond me.
And l don't think l should
celebrate something...
...that could be the death knell
of my relationship.
We're in a bit of a bind then,
because we need a toast.
Well, to friendship, then.
-To friendship.
-To friendship.
To friendship.
What time's your flight?
Ten.
You should probably allow
extra time.
l will.
Why are you doing this, Joey?
We're doing this, Dawson.
lt's what we do.
lt's what we always do.
Last night was real.
Today was real.
lt's you, not me...
...who doesn't want the realities
of an adult relationship.
You're right.
That's it? l'm right?
l want the fantasy.
l want more than anything
for us to be together.
But not like this.
Not screaming at the top of our lungs
about things that happened years ago.
But if we can't argue like this
and get past it, then....
Maybe there's nothing here
worth saving.
Maybe last night was just....
Just what?
Just two old friends
making a huge mistake.
lf that's the way you feel,
then l should go.
-You're up.
-Yeah.
-You went out.
-Yeah.
Could you...?
Sure.
Thanks.
-So l got you a--
-Did you get me a latte?
Roses.
All over Worthington.
Kind of hokey, don't you think?
Yeah, that's exactly what l think.
lt's a $500 fine
to pick one of these.
Worth every penny.
So we should probably stop
and think about this.
You know, about what it means.
l mean, about how this will change...
...things.
Maybe later.
Yes. Hello.
-l was wondering if you could bring--
-No, no, no.
-No room service for you this morning.
-What? We can afford it.
-We?
-Okay. My dad can afford it.
What do you say?
Champagne? Bloody marys?
l say that we're not
on the set of Dynasty.
And you have class in an hour.
Now, which tie?
l don't know. They're both hideous.
You'll have time for fashion critiques
once l get the job.
But l don't wanna be late
for the interview, okay?
l'm sure that it is just a technicality.
Trust me. When my dad pulls strings,
they stay pulled.
How do you think
l got into Worthington?
Are they supposed to be
this tight?
You have actually worn a tie before,
haven't you, Pacey?
-Of course l have. Once.
-Once?
Yes, once.
Okay, wish me luck.
l'm out the door.
Luck.
Yes, hello. ls this room service?
Oh, my gosh. You know my name.
How cool.
Yeah, l'm feeling a little continental
this morning.
Okay, so we share the art history.
All this Kafka is mine, and they
gave us a math book by mistake.
l'll take that, thank you very much.
Wait a second, math? Don't tell me
you actually took my advice.
Stranger things have happened.
And this has nothing
to do with the fact...
...that a certain someone
teaches math?
Are you implying
there's anything wrong...
...with taking an interest
in someone's life's work?
l think it's a slippery slope.
l mean, one minute you're taking
an interest, and the next...
...you're sublimating your own
thoughts and desires, and for what?
For a chance to participate in the
great patriarchal heterosexist fraud...
...that is better known as monogamy?
ls that how you wanna spend
your golden years?
Folding some man's laundry
and pretending to share an interest?
l mean, haven't we
come further as a sex--?
What?
-Hi.
-Hi. l'm sorry, are we bothering you?
Because if it's not too much trouble,
you could get your own conversation.
No. Sorry.
l've been sitting trying to figure out
where l met you before...
...and suddenly l realized
l've never met you before.
Great. Well, l'm really glad
that we got that figured out.
l've heard you on the radio.
She was on the radio.
Well, you were.
She was very good too.
Okay, you got me. l'm busted.
l was on the radio.
But l'm not anymore, so....
Thank you very much
for listening and bye-bye.
So did you get fired, or what?
What is this, an interview?
l'm just curious.
Well, let's just say that l had some...
...artistic differences
with the new management.
Fine. Then we'll just say that.
Fine.
Excuse me, young man.
Would you care to join us?
lt's 8:35 on Saturday morning.
The phone rings. Who is it?
Cable company, phone company,
debt consolidators.
Why do they keep calling back?
Because it works.
Now...
...if you don't think you can do that,
if you don't think you can commit...
...to becoming the lowest form of life,
the kind that lives by his wits...
...the kind that doesn't take '' no'' for
an answer, then l suggest you leave.
No. You know what?
ln fact, l insist you leave. Right now.
All right, then.
To clarify: the hours are long,
the pay is crap.
When you're not working, you will be
studying for your stockbroker exam.
There are no second chances. lf you
do not pass this test on your first try...
...you will be let go
from the program...
...and replaced by
one of a zillion other guys...
...who would kill to have this job.
Questions?
Well, given how completely
and historically screwed...
...the market is right now, why would
any sane person want this job?
Same reason
people play the lottery.
You mean money?
No.
Not that there's anything wrong
with money.
l mean hope.
That tiny surge of adrenaline
that courses through your veins...
...right before you check
the winning numbers.
That's what we're selling here.
That's what every stockbroker sells.
And you all wouldn't be here
if you didn't want some of it.
Those of you who want it bad enough,
l'll see you Monday.
Otherwise, disperse.
l actually do have
one more question.
Shoot.
Who the hell are you?
-Rich Rinaldi.
-Pacey Witter.
And, Mr. Rinaldi, l don't need till
Monday morning. l'm in, right now.
Look forward to working
with you, Pacey.
Okay.
And...
...you might wanna rethink that suit.
Seems a little gay.
Hi.
Hi.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
-Do you have to work today?
-Yeah.
Yeah. But l was thinking
we could get together later on.
-Great.
-Like around 5?
-Sure.
-Okay.
-l'll call you.
-Great.
Not like, '' l'll call you,''
like the bad clich?.
Like l say l'll call you
and never do.
Not like the standard blowoff
you get from the frat guy...
...trying to make a graceful exit
from an embarrassing hookup?
Yes. l mean, no. Not like that.
Not embarrassing?
None of that. No.
So l guess we're in agreement
that since last night...
...words have lost all meaning.
Because l spent 1 5 minutes
in that bathroom...
...trying to think of something
to say to you.
And, well, all l could
come up with was '' hi.''
l liked it.
lt was heartfelt and sincere.
-lt was idiotic.
-l can top that.
The note that l left on your pillow
this morning? Four drafts.
l spent an hour trying to come up with
something meaningful to say to you.
Something that would encapsulate
how l felt about us, about sex...
...about the most incredible night of
my life. Know what l came up with?
''Went out for breakfast.''
Four of the dumbest words, and not
one of them says what l meant to say.
l have to get that.
-Hello.
-Leery, I'm waiting.
Why am l waiting?
Because you're not bloody here.
-Sorry. l was--
-You're gonna get your ass here.
That's what you're gonna do.
Go. Call me later.
Okay. And then we can talk.
We can finish what we were--
Right, but l have one important thing
to ask you right now.
What?
What happened to
the other three drafts?
l tossed them in the dumpster.
l see. When you
went out to get coffee?
Yeah.
l thought that was
a little suspicious.
lt was, actually,
and now that you mention it--
-Todd calling.
-How could you tell?
l'm assuming ''Satan''
could only be...
...one person other than
Beelzebub himself.
-Hello.
-l need a triple espresso...
...and some sort of
pastry-type situation.
-Preferably Italian.
-l'm on my...
...way.
Go. Get out of here.
l'm afraid to see what happens if
the devil calls three times in one hour.
Before l leave,
l just wanna make certain--
Dawson.
Shut up.
Bye.
Would you murder someone
in this alley?
You, for wanting to change a location
1 8 other people signed off on. Here.
No speech on how you're too good
to get my coffee?
-No 20-minute tirade on how it's cold?
-l must be mellowing.
Or l've been bringing you
decaf all summer.
Which would explain the lack of
yelling at you this morning...
-...when you failed to show up.
-That was a lack of yelling?
You weren't in your room, either.
No.
l spent the night at a friend's.
A friend's?
Had l known you had any friends...
...l wouldn't have wasted
production dollars on lodging you.
Well?
-Details?
-Not a chance.
Every good thing that's happened
in my life l've talked out of existence.
-l'm not gonna do that this time.
-Suit yourself.
-What am l doing today?
-Find out when you get there.
Fair enough.
-Excuse me.
-Yeah.
You don't remember me, but--
No, yeah. Sure.
Nice to see you again.
Excuse me.
Sorry, l don't have time to chitchat.
l'm not attempting to forge
some kind of social connection.
-Good, because--
-You can apologize and we'll move on.
-Apologize?
-Yeah.
lt's simple. You read the book, you
come to class. Preferably in that order.
-You finished?
-Yes.
Good. You bumped into me now in
your dash to read the lunch specials?
Well, l'm sorry.
Thank you.
Didn't realize you were so delicate.
Hey. You came back.
-Joey, right? From last night?
-Yeah.
You decided the glamour and prestige
of waitressing was for you after all.
Well, let's just say l'm currently
realigning my life priorities.
Getting your bum grabbed by a bunch
of sadistic drunks is in your top five?
No, but...
...l'm trusting my instincts
for a change.
So is the job still available?
l'll put a word in with the manager.
ln the meantime, fill this out.
-Thank you.
-No problem.
He doesn't eat here often, does he?
Him? Not particularly, no.
But he does work here.
He's the bartender.
So no classes today either?
No, l had to shop.
You know, for the thing tonight.
-Oh, honey, don't put the--
-Something smells good.
-Here. Bon app?tit.
-Oh, yeah. Thanks.
That's okay.
So, what's the verdict, man?
l saw five apartments this morning,
leading me to the conclusion...
...that everything in our price range
is disgusting and roach-infested.
Except for this place
l looked at yesterday.
Yeah, but is it clean?
lt's immaculate.
Jack, l'm scandalized.
ls that an obviously gay trait
that you just revealed to us?
l'm clean. Try living with someone's
grandmother for a few years.
The solution here is obvious.
We gotta go back. We gotta try again.
We have to convince this woman
why it is she wants to live with us.
lf she doesn't wanna live with guys,
she doesn't wanna live with guys.
Who can blame her? Who wants to
deal with shaving hairs...
...in the sink when you're trying
to brush your teeth?
As much as l love you, you're missing
the point. He is a neat guy.
-That's one way of putting it.
-And you are a slob.
Admit it, you're not just a guy,
you're a guy's guy.
Okay, granted, yesterday
l may have been a guy's guy.
Today, l am a guy with a job.
-You got it?
-Yeah.
Yeah. Congrats, dude.
Not so much a job as an opportunity
to become the lowest form of life.
Which l'll explain later, because
right now we have an apartment to get.
We?
Yes, we. Swallow.
Hello? Hi, l was....
l was wondering if l could come
look at the apartment today.
No, l think it's nice.
Yeah, that's what everybody says.
''Oh, you live with your grandma.
That's so sweet.''
How do they know l don't beat her...
...and leave her tied to
the radiator all winter?
-ls this a cry for help?
-Do l look like l need help?
No. Actually, you look like someone
who'd probably be good at giving it.
Oh, God.
What?
No. lt's not your fault.
This is my fault.
This has happened to me before.
This religion thing is not really--
God! No. Not God. Not God.
l'm gonna go.
Wait, look.
You're right.
l do want something from you.
Several things, actually.
But, first, l want you
to sit back down.
-Okay, l'll perch.
-Fine.
-l'm not fully committing to the sitting.
-Understood.
l could leave at any moment
if you continue to not say anything.
Sorry, this is kind of a difficult thing
to phrase properly.
No matter how l say it,
l'm gonna sound like a total dork, so....
Have you ever heard of The Stand?
Bye-bye.
Wait a second. Wait a second.
lt's not a religion.
lt's a peer counselling program.
You're saying l need counselling?
No. l'm saying l think
you could give counselling.
Oh, you mean help people?
All l'm asking is that you come
to an information session tonight.
lt starts at 7.
-And you'll be there?
-Yeah, l'll be there.
l think l made a huge mistake.
Excuse me?
A wrong turn or something.
This can't be the place I'm supposed
to meet you. There's no ''here'' here.
Wrong again.
What is this place?
Where we're shooting the movie.
Most of it.
-Did l say it takes place in the '7 0s?
-No.
A bunch of teenagers obsessed
with the Boston Strangler...
...spend the weekend
at this old house in Cape Cod...
...scaring the crap out of each other,
of course.
-Sounds familiar.
-Yeah.
l'm proud of the set. Todd let me
have a lot of input into the design.
-Why is that?
-Because l'm a valued assistant.
l suspected as much.
And he doesn't trust
his production designer.
A notoriously shifty race of people.
And he has no idea what a typical
American house should look like.
A typical American house?
Come on.
Dawson, this is incredible.
All that stuff about
''you can't go home again''?
-You can.
-Through the magic of movies.
lsn't your mom gonna freak when she
sees your house in a horror movie?
lt won't be good for property values,
but you gotta admit, it's kind of cool.
lt's more than cool.
Dawson, this is spectacular.
lt's like it's your movie.
Except it's not.
l'm just the director's assistant.
You have to admit
you've come a long way...
...since Sea Creatures
From the Deep.
l mean...
...it's like it's the real thing.
As real as something can be
that's entirely an illusion.
Entirely?
See for yourself.
We...
...kind of ran out of money.
Leery, you sick bastard.
How many times have l told you--
Hello, hello, hello.
Leery's got a bird.
Todd, Joey.
Joey, Todd.
-Hey.
-Hi.
Joey goes to Worthington.
-What's that, like, a college?
-Yeah.
Never heard of it.
So, what do you think
of our set?
lt's amazing.
lt will be. You still got that list
of all the things wrong with it?
l already got the art department
started on the corrections.
Excellent. We're coming back
and filming in two weeks, you know.
That's what l heard.
So you'll come back
and visit us then, then?
l hope so.
Okay. Bye.
You've giving me the bum's rush
out of here, isn't you?
ls that so you can take
the night off with that bird?
Something like that.
What time do we go
to the airport tomorrow?
Eight o'clock. Wake-up call, 7:30.
Second wake-up call, 7:45.
Right.
So l'll see you then.
Go get them, tiger.
-Nice place.
-Yeah.
Yeah, this is definitely the one.
So we're all clear on what
we need to do here, right?
lt might actually be a little too nice.
-Audrey.
-Yes, clear.
Audrey Liddell, character witness
for the defence. Whatever. Hello?
Hi. l'm here about the apartment.
l remember you. For yourself?
ln a way, yes.
ln a way that involves you living here
and me never having to see...
...either of these wastrels again
for the rest of my natural-born life?
Not exactly, no.
l'm afraid there's been
some sort of mistake.
Hold on a second. You're not gonna
let the woman speak her mind?
The fact that she's with you raises
doubts as to whether she has one.
l just want a second chance...
...because l obviously did not make
the best first impression.
But l'm positive, if you did
give me a second chance...
...l could sell you on the benefits
of living with two--
Yeah, hi?
We thought it over and we'll take it.
Sorry. lt's too late.
Nice tie, by the way.
So as l was saying,
most of what we do around here...
...is simply information
and referrals.
And 99 times out of 1 00...
...just reminding someone
to take a deep breath...
...and to keep on breathing
is enough.
Tomorrow will be another day.
For you too.
Which brings me to
our number one rule around here:
Never be afraid to ask for a hug
at the end of a tough day.
Hey, Jen.
-Hi. You made it.
-Yep. Made it.
Well, let's go. We're late.
You know, l'm sorry.
l can't go back in there.
Back in there?
Yeah, l was already in there.
l saw the posters, the....
lt's just that it's not for me.
The hugging and
the ''one day at a time.''
l see. So you're one of those people
who've found some other way to live.
One that doesn't involve
one day at a time.
l don't wanna knock your system.
l'm sure it's a good system, but--
lt's not cool enough for you.
That's fine.
No, l didn't say that.
l mean, honestly, l think it's really nice
that you have something...
...that you believe in like that.
-You say that like it's a bad thing.
-No, it's just l'm not much of a joiner.
lt was really nice to meet you.
And good luck, and bye.
So then, why did you come?
That's not obvious?
For argument's sake,
let's say it's not.
l made myself this promise
over the summer.
What was that?
That no matter what, l would
really do things differently this year...
...try to make new friends.
And l can't do that by pretending...
...to be somebody that l'm not,
because those friends that l make...
...would think l'm something
that l'm not.
And what aren't you?
Well, for starters, l'm not as great
as a person as you think l am.
Well, that's too bad.
lt was nice to meet you.
No matter what happens this year,
l hope you do one thing.
What's that?
Change your mind about yourself.
You're gonna have to
take my word for this...
...but lesbians are notorious
for committing too soon.
They're gonna be splitsville,
and throwing appliances at each other.
How do you know l'm not gonna be
throwing my appliances at you?
And, for that matter,
how do you know l'm not a lesbian?
-That's a good point.
-And you make your living selling.
lt's just, l....
When you think about this,
you're going to realize...
...the benefits to living with us
far outweigh the disadvantages.
Think. How is it that schlubs like us
can afford to live in a place like this?
Because the neighbourhood
is not great.
Right? So give me that one. Living
with guys, it's like having free security.
Secondly, l'm a fantastic cook. l'll cook
you anything, anytime, anywhere.
But the pi?ce de r?sistance,
and we discussed this last night...
...l am a thoroughly monogamous,
domesticated, American male...
...with a girlfriend.
A steady girlfriend.
Yeah, it's true, you know,
about the cooking.
Although, we'll probably be breaking
up soon, and then God knows...
...what string of ho's he'll have
running through here.
And he's really noisy too,
especially when he's having--
-Honey?
-Darling.
-Sweetheart?
-Yes.
-Sidebar.
-Sure. Excuse me.
-Well, it's a pretty cool place.
-Yeah.
But she told you about
the mice problem, right?
Oh, God. l thought you were
gonna be helping on this.
l didn't like the situation last night,
and now l see you...
...bantering with that girl,
l like it even less.
That girl?
-That girl hates me.
-l know. She hates you too much.
l don't trust it.
-No problem.
-Thank you very much. Let's go.
Hey, hey! No. Hello. Wait!
Please stop.
Where are you going?
Hello? Hi! Wait!
What did you say?
My love for this apartment
knows no ethical boundaries.
l'm sorry that took so long.
No problem.
So l was thinking....
-Always a dangerous proposition.
-Yeah.
l'm thinking l wanna
take you out tonight.
For your birthday, officially.
lf you don't have other plans.
Well, considering no one else
even remembered my birthday...
...l can't imagine any other plans
l would have.
But, Dawson, l'd kind of
like to change first.
l thought maybe we could have
a drink before dinner.
Kind of hokey, don't you think?
Yeah, that's exactly what l think.
-You put a little thought into this.
-Just a little.
There must be, like,
$1 00 worth of stuff in here.
More like $200.
'' Dear Todd, thanks for choosing us.
We look forward to
processing your dailies''?
Champagne?
Dawson, isn't Satan gonna notice
if this is gone?
You know how many gift baskets
a director gets before a production?
-How many?
-A lot.
A toast.
To Joey Potter.
On her 1 9th birthday,
a day that will live in infamy.
A great day.
And one that hasn't ended yet.
lt's late, isn't it?
-Guess we sort of lost track of time.
-Yeah, in a good way.
-Meaning?
-Time's the enemy, right? Our enemy?
You're not planning on turning
into a pumpkin at midnight?
No, but l am leaving tomorrow.
And then what?
And then l come back.
Back to what, exactly?
To us.
-Do you hear something?
-Nope.
-You should answer that, you know.
-Why?
Because you love your job.
Not him.
-You're lying.
-No, l'm not.
-Dawson, yes, you are.
-l'm not.
Hey, Joey. Give me--
Yep.
-Who's the girl?
-Joey--
No, who's the girl
calling your cell phone?
That's not fair.
-No, tell me. Who is it?
-Nobody.
Nobody. That's interesting
because she--
She's a friend.
She's a friend from L.A.
First she's nobody, now a friend.
Which is it?
She's just a girl.
She's a girl l've been kind of seeing.
Hi! Are you guys gonna stand out here
all night? Because we're trying--
Not very successfully, mind you.
--to throw you a surprise party.
-Hey, surprise!
-Happy birthday!
You hate it, don't you?
No.
Lucky me.
Do you love it?
l got it at Fred Segal,
so you can't return it.
Not that you would, because
it's totally stunning and everything.
l love it, Audrey. lt's great.
lt's just what l wanted. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Joey, is something wrong?
Oh, no. God, no, l....
Excuse me for a second.
You have a girlfriend?
l slept with you last night,
and you have a girlfriend?
This is a very unhappy birthday.
l said l'd been seeing someone.
''Seeing someone''?
What the hell does that mean?
l don't know. The point is...
...l broke up with her when
something happened between us.
-How, in your mind?
-First thing this morning.
-Where you think l went when l left?
-For breakfast.
l didn't know you got up early
to break up with someone else.
-Well, you rather l didn't?
-No.
l'd rather you weren't
involved with someone...
...when we finally sleep together.
l'm sorry if this ruins the fantasy,
but this girl means nothing to me--
-You should've told me!
-When? Where?
-Before!
-Joey, stop!
Why? Why stop now?
Everyone who thinks Dawson
should've told me he had a girlfriend...
...before he slept with me,
raise your hand.
You're blowing this
out of proportion.
Maybe you guys should just take
a breather, let cooler heads prevail.
Or we could just leave.
-That's a great idea.
-Let's go.
-No, l can't.
-Honey, now's not the time.
l'm sorry. l know
Dawson's our friend too...
...but l personally cannot leave
until Joey says it's okay.
-lt's fine, Audrey.
-Okay, good.
Happy birthday, Jo.
-They'll rip each other's heads off.
-Let's just go.
We didn't talk this summer...
...which was your choice
as much as mine.
-So l asked you to lie to me?
-Joey...
...we both know if either of us
had stopped and thought...
...for even a second last night, then
what we did never would've happened.
And l, for one,
am not sorry that it did.
lf you are, that's a completely
separate argument.
-That's actually a much bigger deal--
-Dawson, you have a girlfriend.
-How is that not a big deal?
-Had a girlfriend, Joey.
l'm willing to admit that the timing
on this is far from perfect.
But l'm sick of waiting for this
'' perfect timing'' ...
...that's never gonna happen.
Oh, you're right. You know...
...it's better to just get it over with
and move on.
'''Slept with Joey.' Just cross that
off my list of things to do.''
You know that's not how l think.
How do l know?
l haven't talked to you all summer.
Apparently, you've changed
so much--
You think l'd wanna sleep with you
and not want it to mean more?
You think l waited for us
to have one night together...
-...then go our separate ways?
-l'm sorry you got sick of waiting.
l'm sorry that l wanted our first time
to mean something more than--
lt does mean more, Joey.
l mean, it means everything to me.
-l don't know what it means to you.
-You're saying l wanted this?
No. That would involve you
knowing what you want...
...which we know is not likely
to happen anytime this decade.
Oh, great, you know. Use something
l said when l was a child.
You're still a child, Joey.
You're still the same
scared little girl who--
Who what?
Who what, Dawson?
Who broke your heart?
God. ls the statute of limitations
ever gonna end on that one? Ever?
l'm sorry l don't have the same dreams
l had when l was 1 5 years old.
And l'm sorry that l moved on faster
than you did, but you know what?
Maybe not everything
that happens to you is my fault.
And maybe just because
l want more from my life than--
More than what? More than us?
You don't know, do you?
You've never known.
Since l've known you,
all you've wanted to do is escape.
From me, from Capeside.
You say that l'm the dreamer.
l'm the one who doesn't
wanna live in the real world.
Well, l'm doing it, Joey.
Right now. l'm living in the real world.
lt's you who wants the fantasy.
-l want the fantasy?
-Yes.
Who lit the candles?
Who bought the champagne?
Who dumped who four years ago?
Joey, l know what l want.
l've always known what l want.
Before we destroy whatever chance
we might have at a relationship...
...l'm asking you, please,
stop and think about this.
ls this really what you want?
ls this...
...really the way that you want
things to end between us?
They do this all the time, right?
No big whoop.
l mean, it's normal to fight.
lt's healthy.
'' Healthy'' isn't the word l'd use
to describe their relationship.
l'm all for Will-they and Won't-they
finally getting their shot...
...but for people to be that dependent
on each other for happiness is--
lncredibly romantic?
Or perhaps structurally unsound?
Yeah, l'll second that.
Wait. All of a sudden you're coming
out as some sort of nonbeliever?
Hey, let's not forget who
broke them up the first time around.
Jen?
Don't look at me. l'm too messed up
in this thing to have an opinion.
l am just the roadkill on
the Dawson-and-Joey highway.
Okay. Four incredibly expensive
soft drinks.
-Thanks.
-Thank you.
Can l get you lot anything else?
Didn't think so.
Emma, hold on a sec.
Yes?
Listen, l just wanted to apologize
for this afternoon--
You can have it.
-Excuse me?
-The flat. You can have it.
l just didn't want to give your
little friend there the satisfaction.
But he was right about the security.
The neighbours got broken into
twice last year.
So, if you like,
you can move in at the weekend.
You will not regret this.
Oh, yes, l will.
Thank you.
So, what did she say?
We're moving in this weekend.
Seriously?
Yes!
Okay, l suppose a toast is in order.
Though why l should be toasting to
you leaving me alone is beyond me.
And l don't think l should
celebrate something...
...that could be the death knell
of my relationship.
We're in a bit of a bind then,
because we need a toast.
Well, to friendship, then.
-To friendship.
-To friendship.
To friendship.
What time's your flight?
Ten.
You should probably allow
extra time.
l will.
Why are you doing this, Joey?
We're doing this, Dawson.
lt's what we do.
lt's what we always do.
Last night was real.
Today was real.
lt's you, not me...
...who doesn't want the realities
of an adult relationship.
You're right.
That's it? l'm right?
l want the fantasy.
l want more than anything
for us to be together.
But not like this.
Not screaming at the top of our lungs
about things that happened years ago.
But if we can't argue like this
and get past it, then....
Maybe there's nothing here
worth saving.
Maybe last night was just....
Just what?
Just two old friends
making a huge mistake.
lf that's the way you feel,
then l should go.