Dawson's Creek (1998–2003): Season 6, Episode 22 - Joey Potter and Capeside Redemption - full transcript
As Dawson abandons his lifelong dream of becoming a filmmaker and works to pay off his huge credit card debt, Joey decides that Dawson must realize his dream, and rallies everyone she knows to help him begin production on his movie, which is the autobiography of his life. Joey forcibly recruits Harley and Patrick to play the roles of Joey and Pacey, and George volunteers to play Dawson, while Audrey volunteers for the role of Miss Jacobs. Gail even calls Todd Carr to assist with the production and Doug Witter for security, whom is now the acting sheriff since Mr. Witter is too sick to work anymore. Meanwhile, Pacey is newly inspired to raise the funds that are needed by going to various local businesses to raise money and at one meets a crush from his past, Christy Livingston. As filming wraps, Jen, Jack and Grams say goodbye to everyone as they leave for New York City where Jen and Jack transfer to NYU. Joey acts an a mentor to get Dawson and Pacey to make up while she finally achieves her life-long dream of going to Paris.
It's true what they say.
Time plays tricks on you.
Memory is an unreliable narrator.
History gets rewritten in small ways
with each passing day.
I can't swear this is
exactly how it happened...
...but this is how it felt.
Summer had brought us home,
and we wasted no time...
...assuming our roles in what had
become an all-too-familiar scenario.
Pacey had fallen from grace...
...Dawson's dreams were dashed...
...and I was somehow
in the middle of it all over again.
The triangle we had all tried
so hard to put to rest...
...had come back to haunt us.
Need some help?
-You scared the crap out of me.
-Wuss.
-What are you doing?
-lt's called symbolic purging.
l can't stand this stuff anymore.
lt just mocks me.
l thought l was the artist.
Fine, laugh, but that's
the whole movie there, shot by shot.
Don't throw it away.
You're gonna need this.
Dawson, you have the chance
to do something great here...
...and l can't let you pass that up.
l've been authorized to use force.
Happen to bring $1 8,000
with you?
-No, l forgot that.
-Jo, you're sweet.
And l appreciate it,
but l have no money.
Zero. Plus, l'm in debt. Thanks to
our friend, l maxed my credit cards.
l'm gonna have to work doubles
all summer to pay them off.
So...
-...stop by, say hi sometime.
-Dawson Leery...
...you're going to let these details
get in the way?
Would they stop Spielberg?
l don't know. There's nothing in his bio
about a friend squandering his money.
Pacey messed up.
No one's denying that.
But it wasn't intentional, Dawson.
lt never is, Jo.
Never is, but it happens every time,
and l don't need it anymore.
lt's--
What? lt what?
Nothing. lt's just--
Some things never change.
l can't believe you're taking his side.
l'm not. l'm not taking
anyone's side, Dawson.
Look, l loved your script.
lt was real. lt was the truth.
lt makes everything we've
been through seem somehow worth it.
Why can't you and Pacey put your
heads together and figure this out?
l won't believe it has to end this way.
Believe it, Jo, because l never
want to see the guy again.
l know you don't mean that.
-Yeah, l do.
-lf you give up, you have nothing...
-...and it was a waste.
-lt was a waste. Either way.
We can go on for hours on why it's
impossible for me to make this film...
...but the real reason
is l don't believe in it anymore.
l don't.
The script was a celebration
of friendship...
...some golden era that probably
only existed in my head...
...and l somehow deluded myself into
believing that it was a story of us...
...and that it should be told.
l don't believe that anymore.
Fortunately for you,
l know you don't mean that.
You're hurt, you're pissed off,
you wanna give up...
...which is totally understandable...
...but sucks to be you, because l'm not
someone who's going to let you.
So l'm going to leave you
to your sulking for now.
But l'll be back.
And l promise you,
it's not gonna be pretty.
Asses will be kicked.
Names will be taken.
Until then, bye-bye, old chum.
Okay, does everyone
understand their assignments?
What about me? What can l do?
Anything to distract me from the
hellish boredom of summer school.
Page 1 2.
-Miss Jacobs?
-That's right.
-The old broad?
-The one.
-What about her?
-Well--
l'm yanking you from early retirement
to bring her life to the screen.
Wait a second.
Let me get this straight.
You want me to play the slutty teacher
that stole Pacey's delicate flower?
Do you have a problem with that?
-You could play Eve.
-Sadly, Eve didn't make the cut.
-That's a shame.
-Who the hell is Eve?
Long story. Ambiguous ending.
-Now, what about Pacey?
-Oh, yeah.
Guess he couldn't make it.
But don't worry.
l'll take care of that.
-Hey, Joey.
-Dougie, where is he?
The little brother? Oh, he's...
...out or something.
Liar, liar. Tsk, tsk, Dougie.
l'm warning you, Joey, it's ugly.
Hey. Jo, come here.
l'm finally starting
to understand soap operas.
They're pretty good.
All right, dirt merchant. Put some
pants on. You're coming with.
Yeah.
l don't think l'm able to do that.
The Young and the Restless
is about to come on.
l gotta see how J.T. gets out of this,
because Colleen was gonna kill him.
l wouldn't miss that
for all the pizza in Capeside.
But, please, feel free.
Pull up a seat. We got chips.
Pacey...
...this is pathetic.
Well, yeah, kind of comes
with the territory.
What do you want me to do about it?
l want you to come with me.
Help me figure out how to make
Dawson's movie on $1 0 and a dream.
l'd end up ruining the whole thing,
and Dawson knows that, l know that...
...and you know that.
l'm a dangerous man...
...a lethal weapon...
...so we're all better off
if l just lay here on my couch...
...watching my stories.
-Pacey!
-What?
Look.
l need you.
Dawson needs you.
Okay.
Here's the most crucial thing you need
to get through that head of yours.
Things will never be the same
between Dawson and me.
Or any of us, for that matter.
You're gonna have to accept that.
l don't.
And l never will.
Okay.
That's fine.
Be cheery and delightful
and whatever else it is you want to be.
l really don't care.
Yeah, before you go--
You are so busted.
What are you talking about?
-ls this him?
-That's him.
That's it, Harley,
l have to tell your father.
Tell him what?
He knows we're seeing each other.
Would he like to know about this?
l think not.
Well, l'm not gonna tell Hetson.
Which is good, because he would
wipe the floor with your ass...
...but now it looks like
you owe me a favour.
No.
You don't understand.
This is a great film.
You would be doing the world
of independent cinema a huge favour.
l don't know. Let me read the script.
-There's no time.
-Well, l guess you're out of luck then.
Bye-bye.
l really didn't want to have to do this,
but it appears l have no choice.
l'll go out with you.
-What?
-l'll go out with you.
lt's what you want, right?
But just coffee, okay?
-No funny business.
-Yeah.
Thanks for that,
but l'm not really interested.
What do you mean?
l'm a film geek's dream.
Not this film geek.
How you doing?
-Hey, sweetie.
-Hey.
Can l fix you some dinner?
No, thanks. l'm just gonna take a nap
before the dinner shift.
Sweet dreams.
Told you l'd be back.
-How--? How did--?
-Don't worry about it.
l just want you to admit,
here and now, once and for all...
...that you finally have no excuses.
-What about actors?
-Learning their lines as we speak.
Awaiting a phone call
from their director.
l get to play Miss Jacobs.
You know, the woman who seduces
a young boy on the verge of manhood.
l do have some notes, however.
Later. We'll discuss it later.
So, Dawson, are you ready to take off
the dress and step up to the plate?
Yeah, Dawson, you have no idea
what l went through to get this stuff.
Guys, it's amazing. And this is--
l'm touched, but--
But? No. There are no buts, Dawson.
All you have to do is shoot the movie.
Like you were going to do last week.
And if you're saying
you don't believe in friendship...
...l am going to throw you
out that window.
No, it's not that. l mean--
l have to work. l have a job.
Oh, no, you don't. You're fired.
-What?
-lt's my restaurant, Dawson.
l'm firing you. Case closed.
-Mom--
-So here's what you're gonna do:
You're gonna pop the champagne...
...pour it into these silly little cups
because that's all l could find...
...and then you are going
to make a toast...
...to starting production
on your new film.
And l'd throw in something about
your friends, who are fairly amazing...
...and don't forget
to mention your mother.
What can l say?
Let's do this thing.
Yes.
-What do we think?
-We'll give him another five minutes...
...to try and time out
this bike thing.
Then we'll have him walk
into the video store?
l guess so. Yeah.
Nothing like asking the director
to compromise before his first shot.
Hey, Jen, right after this...
...we're shooting inside the video store,
and we have a limited time in there...
...so please tell me
they know their lines.
They know their lines,
just not what order they go in.
What, no sprinkles?
Kidding.
-Any word on our special delivery?
-ln transit.
Okay, why do l not smell
eggs Florentine?
-Excuse me?
-l thought we had an agreement.
l let you crash on my couch,
you cook for me.
Elaborate, mouth-watering...
...professionally prepared meals,
well garnished.
l'm flattered by your faith in my
culinary abilities, but not today.
l got other things to do.
But l left the fixings out. You owe it
to yourself, as a modern bachelor...
...to develop some sort
of rudimentary cooking skills.
Chicks dig that kind of thing.
And, you know, those other guys too.
They like it.
My God, look at that.
Oh, show some respect, man.
She's old enough
to be somebody's mother.
Yeah, a zygote's.
Besides, l have it on good authority
that mothers have excellent sex lives.
Good afternoon. Can we help you?
-Yeah--
-Cut, cut.
-You have to take the robe off.
-You're kidding me.
l thought we wouldn't see it,
but we do.
This is, like, my dream day.
Okay, Dawson, what if l just...
-...showed a little shoulder?
-l need bare skin.
-You need spaghetti straps.
-She's right.
We have to match
what she'd be wearing...
...if Pacey Jr. didn't walk into her
with a jelly doughnut.
Do we have an ETA
on that dress yet?
Yeah. Spin cycle.
Your mom says it'll be 20 minutes.
Excuse me. ls there any scenario in
which she could take off her clothes?
At least for one take?
Because then l could really give you
an appropriate on-camera react--
Can l have five minutes alone
with him?
You don't know how long
l dreamed of hearing you say that.
-What?
-Nothing.
Okay, George, keep doing
exactly what you've been doing.
We'll go in a bit tighter. Audrey, lower
the robe to just above your elbows.
Patrick, l know you can
imagine the rest.
Think of how many more patients
you would have...
...if you seized this opportunity
for free publicity.
lf l have to give you $200,
how is it free?
This you will get back
with a credit in the film.
A very special thanks to
Dr. Elise Brisco, ''the friendly dentist.''
The dentist who cares
about people's dreams.
l mean, think of it.
And look at that smile.
lt's a crime to keep you
behind this desk.
Would you do us the honour
of doing a little cameo in the film?
-Dawson--
-Lose the bell.
-Yeah, done.
-Great.
-Sorry. What?
-With the light through the window...
...we're gonna see through
Audrey's dress.
l know.
-You know?
-Yes.
l've been waiting for the effect all day.
lt's why l didn't do the wide shot yet.
So is this gonna work or what?
-That is perfection.
-She knows?
Of course. l'm not gonna do this
without asking her.
What the hell is this kid
doing to my store?
Nothing. l told you. We'll put
everything back as we found it.
You also told me you wouldn't break
anything and that you'd be gone by 2.
Joey, you should know
l can't block that street anymore.
-lt's almost 5.
-Oh, thank God, the law.
Officer, get these kids
out of my store.
-ls there a problem here, Joey?
-No. Know what? There's no problem.
l understand that we're going longer
than we anticipated...
...and l appreciate so much that you're
letting us be here, but we just need--
lt's Friday.
Do you know what people do
on a Friday night?
-Rent videos.
-Rent videos.
Exactly, which is why l want them
out of here now.
-We need 1 0 minutes.
-You know what, sir?
Why don't we talk
about this outside?
Thank you.
Okay. So now what do we do?
We shoot. Quickly.
While Doug has the guy distracted.
-And if it doesn't work?
-Bribery.
Dawson, we don't have any money.
We have hot girls, which are as good
as currency in many countries.
You're joking. You're joking
at a time like this?
We have yet to finish the scene,
we're losing light, losing the location--
Hey.
Without chaos, there'd be
no happy accidents.
Hello, hello, hello.
Why aren't we filming here, Leery?
The light is perfect.
The leading lady is-- Perfect.
What the hell are you doing here?
Well, that sexy mom of yours
made me an offer l couldn't refuse.
All l did was e-mail him your script.
Took me two days
to bloody download the thing.
But when l did, l said,
''This is brilliant.''
l said, ''This is just the sort of project
that Todd needs to be involved with.''
So l'm fully on board, ready to work in
any menial capacity you may need me.
-l could really use a DP.
-Done.
-And a camera operator?
-Done again.
Get me an espresso,
l'm good to go.
Got it. Todd, l'm the director now.
Right you are,
and a damn good one too.
-l'll go.
-Oh, Joey can l--?
Don't even think about it.
All right, listen up, people.
Chop, chop.
This man here has a movie to make...
...and we are gonna make it for him,
or die trying.
So let me get this straight.
You believe that if you eat steamed
broccoli every day, you'll never die?
Exactly.
But the problem is, is these are
huge, gigantic pieces of broccoli.
l'm looking for more
of a broccolini-type deal.
-A broccolini?
-Exactly.
Well, off you go, then.
You know, in California,
this is a very reasonable request.
No way. Not gonna happen.
Not in a million years.
l totally understand your concern.
l really do.
But it's a character-defining moment.
For all three of you.
Explains the dynamic.
l said, not happening.
What's so funny?
-She can't swim.
-She--?
No, thanks. l'm trying to quit.
No, it's not to eat.
l need you to chop this up
and serve it to Todd.
You are his new personal assistant.
l've wrapped for the day.
Can't someone else do it?
Someone who's not first
on the call sheet?
No. Come on. Get up.
There are divas worse than you
who require our immediate attention.
-Fine!
-Thank you.
Okay.
Hey, hey, hey, get out of here!
And cut!
Great! We got it.
Come on, just a small donation.
-You're sure l'm not a lesbian?
-Yes, l'm sure.
lt would explain a lot.
Otherwise, why do l hate this
neighbour girl so much?
Why would l hang out with an asexual
film dork instead of go to France?
Maybe you're not ready
to go to France.
Maybe you had a sucky childhood
and still have a lot of growing up to do.
He must have been
a really good kisser, the gay guy.
You haven't listened
to a word l've said.
Have you worked
in a restaurant before?
Yeah, l worked a kitchen
up in Boston.
l studied under one of the best cooks
there, but now l'm just doing this.
Which is what exactly?
Honestly? l'm just
helping out a friend.
-Thank you.
-You know what?
Don't go anyplace.
l'll be right back with your change.
-Hi.
-Hi.
You don't remember me, do you?
No, but l really wish l did.
You sure changed your pitch
since this morning.
The receptionist from
the dentist's office. l'm sorry.
No, no.
You really don't remember me.
Oh, come on. From high school?
l mean, it's kind of a blow to my ego.
You used to follow me
around everywhere.
lt was kind of pathetic...
...but now, here we are,
five years later...
...and it's like, you don't even
know who l am.
Here you go, Kristie.
Nice seeing you, Pacey.
-Kristie?
-Yeah.
-Kristie Livingstone.
-Kristie!
Curtains in the kitchen window
certainly are an eyesore.
Don't know how Gale
can bear looking at them.
l'll be sure to alert
the lnterior Decorating Police.
How you doing?
Sitting up here on the porch
watching everybody.
lt's very nice seeing
all you children together again...
...having one fun last day
in Capeside.
One last day. Please.
This isn't gonna be
anyone's last day in Capeside.
l mean, l'm sure we'll all have reasons
to come back here, you know...
...and we're just moving
to New York.
lt's not like we're--
Dying.
That's right. We're not.
We're just beginning...
...one more chapter
in our lives together.
A very nice, long one.
Do you miss this place?
Every day.
Do l regret leaving it?
Never.
Hi.
Hey, Dawson.
-How are you guys doing?
-Good. We're good.
-Couldn't be better.
-Good.
l hate to interrupt, but--
-Cab's here.
-No, actually, it's just that you're--
Well, you're kind of in my shot.
Oh, well.
l can't think of a more appropriate way
to say goodbye to our neighbour.
The Frank Capra of Capeside? No.
Come here.
Bye.
-We love you.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-We love you.
-Wow. They're never leaving, are they?
-l don't think so.
-Bye!
Bye.
Miss you, cuties!
What is this feeling?
lt just seems like everything's
getting smaller and smaller.
lt's all still there,
but l just can't touch it.
l think it's called goodbye.
l'm gonna get you.
l'm gonna get you.
The truth? l'm telling you the truth.
Why would l lie?
Pacey Witter, badass stud
and man about town?
You're right, l'd lie about that.
But l did sail around the Caribbean,
and for a while l did own a BMW.
l promise you,
that is the gospel truth.
l see. So now,
after much soul-searching...
...you've come back,
right to where you started.
Well, come on, l'm not exactly
right where l started.
-l'm talking to you, aren't l?
-Yeah.
Yeah, you are.
Or you were.
-l was--? Oh, no, you're leaving?
-l'm sorry.
l have to go.
l should've left ages ago, but....
-You can call me.
-Really?
You should call me.
Here.
l will, l absolutely will.
-Bye, Pacey.
-Goodbye, Kristie.
-Wasn't that--?
-Kristie Livingstone, yes, it was.
-Talking to you?
-Talking to me.
Flirting with me.
She gave me her number.
You know what this means, right?
-Kristie, she's like a--
-Metaphor, l know.
She's every girl you thought you'd
never have because you were a loser.
Exactly.
And the fact that all the normal girls
who haven't been surgically enhanced--
Girls like me and Jen
and Audrey and Andie--
The fact that we've spent five years
telling you that you weren't a loser...
...that means nothing to you.
l'm sorry, you lost me in the middle.
Should l explain
the metaphor thing again?
Why am l talking to you?
Hi. l'm here to pick up a to-go order.
The name's Potter.
-Right. Right. Coming right up.
-Thank you.
-So how's it going?
-How's what going?
You know what l'm talking about.
Well, it's not too late
for you to find out for yourself.
But if l did that, l'd have to eat all
those fine words l said the other day...
...and l actually believe them.
So, what l was hoping was that,
instead, you could take this to Dawson.
lt's not everything, but it's everything
that l could get in one day.
And l'll get the rest
whenever l get the rest.
What l was hoping is that you would
take that to him and then...
...tell him l said congratulations
and all that good stuff.
l could.
But l won't.
Because you know what, Pace,
you were right.
This isn't my fight.
You know, never has been...
...and it never will be.
After all these years, you're just gonna
wash your hands of the both of us?
l'm gonna try.
Take care.
Okay.
We're friends, okay?
No matter how much
body hair we acquire.
Deal?
Deal.
And we don't talk
about this again. Deal?
You got it.
Why'd you have
to bring this up anyway?
And cut. Perfect.
Everybody, thank you
for a terrific first day.
That's a wrap.
l'll see you all tomorrow.
All right.
Hey, thank you.
Thank you very much.
Oh, my apologies, sir.
-Force of habit.
-No, stay there.
Stay there.
You bailed my ass out today.
That's right, you little bugger.
My bloody dogs are barking.
Makes you feel for
the little people?
Makes you wanna apologize to the
crew members you threw hissy fits at?
Hell, no. Makes me wanna produce.
Anything else l can do for you,
Mr. Carr?
-Yeah, call me Todd, love.
-l tried that already, remember?
You told me to call you Mr. Carr.
l like you, blondie.
You're a saucy one.
You're a bit of a tart, ain't you?
Excuse me,
did you just call me a hooker?
What? l meant it in a good way.
You know, there is something
you can do for me.
Back rub. Now.
-You've got to be kidding me.
-Go on, you know you want to.
Come on, give a geezer a rub.
See what it's like to lay your hands
on a real director.
You know, Dawson was right.
You are an arrogant little bastard.
What, me?
Look, l'm totally misunderstood.
Between you and me, sweetheart,
it's really just a numbers game.
l figure, eventually some bird's
gonna find it all very charming.
Okay.
Oh, that's good.
Too good...
...actually.
Might make a bloke wanna invite a bird
up to his room for a nightcap.
What do you say?
Absolutely.
Hey.
Hey, what are you still doing here?
l thought l'd stick around
to congratulate you.
Well, if anyone was great today,
it's because of you.
l have you to thank for this,
you know.
Oh, that may very well be true...
...but you can save your speech
for Sundance. l'm exhausted.
Spend the night.
And what would we call that?
Life imitating art imitating life?
l don't know.
l'm too tired to figure it out.
lt's okay if you don't want to.
l understand.
lt's a little weird.
Not to mention somewhat dangerous.
What do you mean?
l don't know.
What if you woke up
and you were 1 5 again?
The funny thing is, is...
...l don't feel that way anymore.
Watching you shoot those scenes
today, it was like this...
...huge weight has been lifted.
Yeah.
Yeah, l know what you mean.
Shooting this movie will save me
tons of money on therapy.
-Today was a great day.
-Oh, the best.
l mean, how many truly great days
are we gonna have in our lives?
l don't know.
Who knows how many you get.
When they do come along,
l hope you're close by...
...at least for a few of them.
Me too.
So how would you describe
your movie?
lf somebody asked you,
what would you say?
l would say...
...it's about a girl who wanted
more than what she had...
...who had to grow up to realize she
already had everything she could want.
l like that.
l don't wanna close my eyes.
Why?
l'm afraid when l open them,
you won't be here.
Close your eyes, Dawson.
Hey.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Same thing you are, l'd suppose.
-Actually, l came here to--
-Meet with Joey?
Yeah, so did l.
l get it.
Joey Potter, amateur peace broker.
So where is she?
l don't know, but l'd say
that she's probably not coming.
She has this kooky notion you and l
are gonna work this out between us.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
Yeah, l know. That's what l told her.
But we're talking about a girl
who's never listened to a single word...
...either you or l has ever told her.
l said to her, l said, '' Look, Jo...
...things will never be the same
between Dawson and l.''
She doesn't listen to me.
You know her.
She's stubborn, that girl.
lf she's not coming, l'm gonna take off.
l got somewhere to be.
Hold on for one second.
You said some crappy things
the other day.
Yeah. So did you.
Yes, l did.
-And l meant them, 1 00 percent.
-l know.
So did l. That's it.
l don't know how we get past that.
Well, maybe we don't.
Maybe that's the point, that we
just don't get past it, we realize...
...that we can't go back
to the way things used to be...
...and there's nothing
we can do about that...
...because the guys we are now are so
far from the guys we were back then.
The only tie that binds us together is
the fact that we love the same woman.
lt always comes back to that,
doesn't it?
Yes, it does.
Yes, it does, and you know what?
l don't really regret a single second
that l spent with her.
And l'm guessing you don't either.
ln fact, l really consider us
pretty lucky.
That a woman like that...
...would give either one of us
the time of day.
You know, it makes sense.
-What does?
-Why it didn't work out for either of us.
All we wanted was her.
So much so that
we destroyed our friendship.
And in the end, all she ever wanted
was for us to be friends again.
Okay, l'm gonna ask you this once,
and then l'll never ask it again.
ls it possible?
For us to be friends again?
Anything's possible.
Fair enough. Look, this is for you.
What's this?
l hope you don't mind,
but l took the liberty of going...
...to several businessmen and asking
them to invest in a young filmmaker.
And they were all very receptive,
though there was this dentist...
...and l don't know why, but she seems
to think she's an actress...
...so you might have to give her a role,
like a cameo at most.
Just warning you.
Thank you.
Don't mention it.
Cut!
I used to be afraid
of so many things.
That's a wrap!
That I'd never grow up...
... that I'd be trapped
in the same place for all eternity...
... that my dreams would forever
be shy of my reach.
But it's true what they say.
Time plays tricks on you.
One day you're dreaming, the next,
your dream has become your reality.
And now that this scared little girl
no longer follows me wherever I go...
...I miss her. I do.
Because there are things
I wanna tell her.
To relax, to lighten up...
... that it is all going to be okay.
I want her to know that
meeting people who lik e you...
... who understand you,
who accept you for who you are...
... will become
an increasingly rare occurrence.
Jen, Jack, Audrey, Andie,
Pacey and Dawson...
... these people who contributed
to who I am...
... they are with me wherever I go.
And, as history gets rewritten
in small ways with each passing day...
...my love for them only grows.
Because the truth is,
it was the best of times.
Mistak es were made, hearts
were brok en, harsh lessons learned...
...but all of that has receded
into fond memory now.
How does it happen?
Why are we so quick to forget the bad
and romanticize the good?
Maybe we need to believe that the time
we spent together meant something...
... that we were there for each other in
a time in our lives that defined us all...
...a time in our lives
that we will never forget.
I can't swear this is
exactly how it happened...
...but this is how it felt.
Time plays tricks on you.
Memory is an unreliable narrator.
History gets rewritten in small ways
with each passing day.
I can't swear this is
exactly how it happened...
...but this is how it felt.
Summer had brought us home,
and we wasted no time...
...assuming our roles in what had
become an all-too-familiar scenario.
Pacey had fallen from grace...
...Dawson's dreams were dashed...
...and I was somehow
in the middle of it all over again.
The triangle we had all tried
so hard to put to rest...
...had come back to haunt us.
Need some help?
-You scared the crap out of me.
-Wuss.
-What are you doing?
-lt's called symbolic purging.
l can't stand this stuff anymore.
lt just mocks me.
l thought l was the artist.
Fine, laugh, but that's
the whole movie there, shot by shot.
Don't throw it away.
You're gonna need this.
Dawson, you have the chance
to do something great here...
...and l can't let you pass that up.
l've been authorized to use force.
Happen to bring $1 8,000
with you?
-No, l forgot that.
-Jo, you're sweet.
And l appreciate it,
but l have no money.
Zero. Plus, l'm in debt. Thanks to
our friend, l maxed my credit cards.
l'm gonna have to work doubles
all summer to pay them off.
So...
-...stop by, say hi sometime.
-Dawson Leery...
...you're going to let these details
get in the way?
Would they stop Spielberg?
l don't know. There's nothing in his bio
about a friend squandering his money.
Pacey messed up.
No one's denying that.
But it wasn't intentional, Dawson.
lt never is, Jo.
Never is, but it happens every time,
and l don't need it anymore.
lt's--
What? lt what?
Nothing. lt's just--
Some things never change.
l can't believe you're taking his side.
l'm not. l'm not taking
anyone's side, Dawson.
Look, l loved your script.
lt was real. lt was the truth.
lt makes everything we've
been through seem somehow worth it.
Why can't you and Pacey put your
heads together and figure this out?
l won't believe it has to end this way.
Believe it, Jo, because l never
want to see the guy again.
l know you don't mean that.
-Yeah, l do.
-lf you give up, you have nothing...
-...and it was a waste.
-lt was a waste. Either way.
We can go on for hours on why it's
impossible for me to make this film...
...but the real reason
is l don't believe in it anymore.
l don't.
The script was a celebration
of friendship...
...some golden era that probably
only existed in my head...
...and l somehow deluded myself into
believing that it was a story of us...
...and that it should be told.
l don't believe that anymore.
Fortunately for you,
l know you don't mean that.
You're hurt, you're pissed off,
you wanna give up...
...which is totally understandable...
...but sucks to be you, because l'm not
someone who's going to let you.
So l'm going to leave you
to your sulking for now.
But l'll be back.
And l promise you,
it's not gonna be pretty.
Asses will be kicked.
Names will be taken.
Until then, bye-bye, old chum.
Okay, does everyone
understand their assignments?
What about me? What can l do?
Anything to distract me from the
hellish boredom of summer school.
Page 1 2.
-Miss Jacobs?
-That's right.
-The old broad?
-The one.
-What about her?
-Well--
l'm yanking you from early retirement
to bring her life to the screen.
Wait a second.
Let me get this straight.
You want me to play the slutty teacher
that stole Pacey's delicate flower?
Do you have a problem with that?
-You could play Eve.
-Sadly, Eve didn't make the cut.
-That's a shame.
-Who the hell is Eve?
Long story. Ambiguous ending.
-Now, what about Pacey?
-Oh, yeah.
Guess he couldn't make it.
But don't worry.
l'll take care of that.
-Hey, Joey.
-Dougie, where is he?
The little brother? Oh, he's...
...out or something.
Liar, liar. Tsk, tsk, Dougie.
l'm warning you, Joey, it's ugly.
Hey. Jo, come here.
l'm finally starting
to understand soap operas.
They're pretty good.
All right, dirt merchant. Put some
pants on. You're coming with.
Yeah.
l don't think l'm able to do that.
The Young and the Restless
is about to come on.
l gotta see how J.T. gets out of this,
because Colleen was gonna kill him.
l wouldn't miss that
for all the pizza in Capeside.
But, please, feel free.
Pull up a seat. We got chips.
Pacey...
...this is pathetic.
Well, yeah, kind of comes
with the territory.
What do you want me to do about it?
l want you to come with me.
Help me figure out how to make
Dawson's movie on $1 0 and a dream.
l'd end up ruining the whole thing,
and Dawson knows that, l know that...
...and you know that.
l'm a dangerous man...
...a lethal weapon...
...so we're all better off
if l just lay here on my couch...
...watching my stories.
-Pacey!
-What?
Look.
l need you.
Dawson needs you.
Okay.
Here's the most crucial thing you need
to get through that head of yours.
Things will never be the same
between Dawson and me.
Or any of us, for that matter.
You're gonna have to accept that.
l don't.
And l never will.
Okay.
That's fine.
Be cheery and delightful
and whatever else it is you want to be.
l really don't care.
Yeah, before you go--
You are so busted.
What are you talking about?
-ls this him?
-That's him.
That's it, Harley,
l have to tell your father.
Tell him what?
He knows we're seeing each other.
Would he like to know about this?
l think not.
Well, l'm not gonna tell Hetson.
Which is good, because he would
wipe the floor with your ass...
...but now it looks like
you owe me a favour.
No.
You don't understand.
This is a great film.
You would be doing the world
of independent cinema a huge favour.
l don't know. Let me read the script.
-There's no time.
-Well, l guess you're out of luck then.
Bye-bye.
l really didn't want to have to do this,
but it appears l have no choice.
l'll go out with you.
-What?
-l'll go out with you.
lt's what you want, right?
But just coffee, okay?
-No funny business.
-Yeah.
Thanks for that,
but l'm not really interested.
What do you mean?
l'm a film geek's dream.
Not this film geek.
How you doing?
-Hey, sweetie.
-Hey.
Can l fix you some dinner?
No, thanks. l'm just gonna take a nap
before the dinner shift.
Sweet dreams.
Told you l'd be back.
-How--? How did--?
-Don't worry about it.
l just want you to admit,
here and now, once and for all...
...that you finally have no excuses.
-What about actors?
-Learning their lines as we speak.
Awaiting a phone call
from their director.
l get to play Miss Jacobs.
You know, the woman who seduces
a young boy on the verge of manhood.
l do have some notes, however.
Later. We'll discuss it later.
So, Dawson, are you ready to take off
the dress and step up to the plate?
Yeah, Dawson, you have no idea
what l went through to get this stuff.
Guys, it's amazing. And this is--
l'm touched, but--
But? No. There are no buts, Dawson.
All you have to do is shoot the movie.
Like you were going to do last week.
And if you're saying
you don't believe in friendship...
...l am going to throw you
out that window.
No, it's not that. l mean--
l have to work. l have a job.
Oh, no, you don't. You're fired.
-What?
-lt's my restaurant, Dawson.
l'm firing you. Case closed.
-Mom--
-So here's what you're gonna do:
You're gonna pop the champagne...
...pour it into these silly little cups
because that's all l could find...
...and then you are going
to make a toast...
...to starting production
on your new film.
And l'd throw in something about
your friends, who are fairly amazing...
...and don't forget
to mention your mother.
What can l say?
Let's do this thing.
Yes.
-What do we think?
-We'll give him another five minutes...
...to try and time out
this bike thing.
Then we'll have him walk
into the video store?
l guess so. Yeah.
Nothing like asking the director
to compromise before his first shot.
Hey, Jen, right after this...
...we're shooting inside the video store,
and we have a limited time in there...
...so please tell me
they know their lines.
They know their lines,
just not what order they go in.
What, no sprinkles?
Kidding.
-Any word on our special delivery?
-ln transit.
Okay, why do l not smell
eggs Florentine?
-Excuse me?
-l thought we had an agreement.
l let you crash on my couch,
you cook for me.
Elaborate, mouth-watering...
...professionally prepared meals,
well garnished.
l'm flattered by your faith in my
culinary abilities, but not today.
l got other things to do.
But l left the fixings out. You owe it
to yourself, as a modern bachelor...
...to develop some sort
of rudimentary cooking skills.
Chicks dig that kind of thing.
And, you know, those other guys too.
They like it.
My God, look at that.
Oh, show some respect, man.
She's old enough
to be somebody's mother.
Yeah, a zygote's.
Besides, l have it on good authority
that mothers have excellent sex lives.
Good afternoon. Can we help you?
-Yeah--
-Cut, cut.
-You have to take the robe off.
-You're kidding me.
l thought we wouldn't see it,
but we do.
This is, like, my dream day.
Okay, Dawson, what if l just...
-...showed a little shoulder?
-l need bare skin.
-You need spaghetti straps.
-She's right.
We have to match
what she'd be wearing...
...if Pacey Jr. didn't walk into her
with a jelly doughnut.
Do we have an ETA
on that dress yet?
Yeah. Spin cycle.
Your mom says it'll be 20 minutes.
Excuse me. ls there any scenario in
which she could take off her clothes?
At least for one take?
Because then l could really give you
an appropriate on-camera react--
Can l have five minutes alone
with him?
You don't know how long
l dreamed of hearing you say that.
-What?
-Nothing.
Okay, George, keep doing
exactly what you've been doing.
We'll go in a bit tighter. Audrey, lower
the robe to just above your elbows.
Patrick, l know you can
imagine the rest.
Think of how many more patients
you would have...
...if you seized this opportunity
for free publicity.
lf l have to give you $200,
how is it free?
This you will get back
with a credit in the film.
A very special thanks to
Dr. Elise Brisco, ''the friendly dentist.''
The dentist who cares
about people's dreams.
l mean, think of it.
And look at that smile.
lt's a crime to keep you
behind this desk.
Would you do us the honour
of doing a little cameo in the film?
-Dawson--
-Lose the bell.
-Yeah, done.
-Great.
-Sorry. What?
-With the light through the window...
...we're gonna see through
Audrey's dress.
l know.
-You know?
-Yes.
l've been waiting for the effect all day.
lt's why l didn't do the wide shot yet.
So is this gonna work or what?
-That is perfection.
-She knows?
Of course. l'm not gonna do this
without asking her.
What the hell is this kid
doing to my store?
Nothing. l told you. We'll put
everything back as we found it.
You also told me you wouldn't break
anything and that you'd be gone by 2.
Joey, you should know
l can't block that street anymore.
-lt's almost 5.
-Oh, thank God, the law.
Officer, get these kids
out of my store.
-ls there a problem here, Joey?
-No. Know what? There's no problem.
l understand that we're going longer
than we anticipated...
...and l appreciate so much that you're
letting us be here, but we just need--
lt's Friday.
Do you know what people do
on a Friday night?
-Rent videos.
-Rent videos.
Exactly, which is why l want them
out of here now.
-We need 1 0 minutes.
-You know what, sir?
Why don't we talk
about this outside?
Thank you.
Okay. So now what do we do?
We shoot. Quickly.
While Doug has the guy distracted.
-And if it doesn't work?
-Bribery.
Dawson, we don't have any money.
We have hot girls, which are as good
as currency in many countries.
You're joking. You're joking
at a time like this?
We have yet to finish the scene,
we're losing light, losing the location--
Hey.
Without chaos, there'd be
no happy accidents.
Hello, hello, hello.
Why aren't we filming here, Leery?
The light is perfect.
The leading lady is-- Perfect.
What the hell are you doing here?
Well, that sexy mom of yours
made me an offer l couldn't refuse.
All l did was e-mail him your script.
Took me two days
to bloody download the thing.
But when l did, l said,
''This is brilliant.''
l said, ''This is just the sort of project
that Todd needs to be involved with.''
So l'm fully on board, ready to work in
any menial capacity you may need me.
-l could really use a DP.
-Done.
-And a camera operator?
-Done again.
Get me an espresso,
l'm good to go.
Got it. Todd, l'm the director now.
Right you are,
and a damn good one too.
-l'll go.
-Oh, Joey can l--?
Don't even think about it.
All right, listen up, people.
Chop, chop.
This man here has a movie to make...
...and we are gonna make it for him,
or die trying.
So let me get this straight.
You believe that if you eat steamed
broccoli every day, you'll never die?
Exactly.
But the problem is, is these are
huge, gigantic pieces of broccoli.
l'm looking for more
of a broccolini-type deal.
-A broccolini?
-Exactly.
Well, off you go, then.
You know, in California,
this is a very reasonable request.
No way. Not gonna happen.
Not in a million years.
l totally understand your concern.
l really do.
But it's a character-defining moment.
For all three of you.
Explains the dynamic.
l said, not happening.
What's so funny?
-She can't swim.
-She--?
No, thanks. l'm trying to quit.
No, it's not to eat.
l need you to chop this up
and serve it to Todd.
You are his new personal assistant.
l've wrapped for the day.
Can't someone else do it?
Someone who's not first
on the call sheet?
No. Come on. Get up.
There are divas worse than you
who require our immediate attention.
-Fine!
-Thank you.
Okay.
Hey, hey, hey, get out of here!
And cut!
Great! We got it.
Come on, just a small donation.
-You're sure l'm not a lesbian?
-Yes, l'm sure.
lt would explain a lot.
Otherwise, why do l hate this
neighbour girl so much?
Why would l hang out with an asexual
film dork instead of go to France?
Maybe you're not ready
to go to France.
Maybe you had a sucky childhood
and still have a lot of growing up to do.
He must have been
a really good kisser, the gay guy.
You haven't listened
to a word l've said.
Have you worked
in a restaurant before?
Yeah, l worked a kitchen
up in Boston.
l studied under one of the best cooks
there, but now l'm just doing this.
Which is what exactly?
Honestly? l'm just
helping out a friend.
-Thank you.
-You know what?
Don't go anyplace.
l'll be right back with your change.
-Hi.
-Hi.
You don't remember me, do you?
No, but l really wish l did.
You sure changed your pitch
since this morning.
The receptionist from
the dentist's office. l'm sorry.
No, no.
You really don't remember me.
Oh, come on. From high school?
l mean, it's kind of a blow to my ego.
You used to follow me
around everywhere.
lt was kind of pathetic...
...but now, here we are,
five years later...
...and it's like, you don't even
know who l am.
Here you go, Kristie.
Nice seeing you, Pacey.
-Kristie?
-Yeah.
-Kristie Livingstone.
-Kristie!
Curtains in the kitchen window
certainly are an eyesore.
Don't know how Gale
can bear looking at them.
l'll be sure to alert
the lnterior Decorating Police.
How you doing?
Sitting up here on the porch
watching everybody.
lt's very nice seeing
all you children together again...
...having one fun last day
in Capeside.
One last day. Please.
This isn't gonna be
anyone's last day in Capeside.
l mean, l'm sure we'll all have reasons
to come back here, you know...
...and we're just moving
to New York.
lt's not like we're--
Dying.
That's right. We're not.
We're just beginning...
...one more chapter
in our lives together.
A very nice, long one.
Do you miss this place?
Every day.
Do l regret leaving it?
Never.
Hi.
Hey, Dawson.
-How are you guys doing?
-Good. We're good.
-Couldn't be better.
-Good.
l hate to interrupt, but--
-Cab's here.
-No, actually, it's just that you're--
Well, you're kind of in my shot.
Oh, well.
l can't think of a more appropriate way
to say goodbye to our neighbour.
The Frank Capra of Capeside? No.
Come here.
Bye.
-We love you.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-We love you.
-Wow. They're never leaving, are they?
-l don't think so.
-Bye!
Bye.
Miss you, cuties!
What is this feeling?
lt just seems like everything's
getting smaller and smaller.
lt's all still there,
but l just can't touch it.
l think it's called goodbye.
l'm gonna get you.
l'm gonna get you.
The truth? l'm telling you the truth.
Why would l lie?
Pacey Witter, badass stud
and man about town?
You're right, l'd lie about that.
But l did sail around the Caribbean,
and for a while l did own a BMW.
l promise you,
that is the gospel truth.
l see. So now,
after much soul-searching...
...you've come back,
right to where you started.
Well, come on, l'm not exactly
right where l started.
-l'm talking to you, aren't l?
-Yeah.
Yeah, you are.
Or you were.
-l was--? Oh, no, you're leaving?
-l'm sorry.
l have to go.
l should've left ages ago, but....
-You can call me.
-Really?
You should call me.
Here.
l will, l absolutely will.
-Bye, Pacey.
-Goodbye, Kristie.
-Wasn't that--?
-Kristie Livingstone, yes, it was.
-Talking to you?
-Talking to me.
Flirting with me.
She gave me her number.
You know what this means, right?
-Kristie, she's like a--
-Metaphor, l know.
She's every girl you thought you'd
never have because you were a loser.
Exactly.
And the fact that all the normal girls
who haven't been surgically enhanced--
Girls like me and Jen
and Audrey and Andie--
The fact that we've spent five years
telling you that you weren't a loser...
...that means nothing to you.
l'm sorry, you lost me in the middle.
Should l explain
the metaphor thing again?
Why am l talking to you?
Hi. l'm here to pick up a to-go order.
The name's Potter.
-Right. Right. Coming right up.
-Thank you.
-So how's it going?
-How's what going?
You know what l'm talking about.
Well, it's not too late
for you to find out for yourself.
But if l did that, l'd have to eat all
those fine words l said the other day...
...and l actually believe them.
So, what l was hoping was that,
instead, you could take this to Dawson.
lt's not everything, but it's everything
that l could get in one day.
And l'll get the rest
whenever l get the rest.
What l was hoping is that you would
take that to him and then...
...tell him l said congratulations
and all that good stuff.
l could.
But l won't.
Because you know what, Pace,
you were right.
This isn't my fight.
You know, never has been...
...and it never will be.
After all these years, you're just gonna
wash your hands of the both of us?
l'm gonna try.
Take care.
Okay.
We're friends, okay?
No matter how much
body hair we acquire.
Deal?
Deal.
And we don't talk
about this again. Deal?
You got it.
Why'd you have
to bring this up anyway?
And cut. Perfect.
Everybody, thank you
for a terrific first day.
That's a wrap.
l'll see you all tomorrow.
All right.
Hey, thank you.
Thank you very much.
Oh, my apologies, sir.
-Force of habit.
-No, stay there.
Stay there.
You bailed my ass out today.
That's right, you little bugger.
My bloody dogs are barking.
Makes you feel for
the little people?
Makes you wanna apologize to the
crew members you threw hissy fits at?
Hell, no. Makes me wanna produce.
Anything else l can do for you,
Mr. Carr?
-Yeah, call me Todd, love.
-l tried that already, remember?
You told me to call you Mr. Carr.
l like you, blondie.
You're a saucy one.
You're a bit of a tart, ain't you?
Excuse me,
did you just call me a hooker?
What? l meant it in a good way.
You know, there is something
you can do for me.
Back rub. Now.
-You've got to be kidding me.
-Go on, you know you want to.
Come on, give a geezer a rub.
See what it's like to lay your hands
on a real director.
You know, Dawson was right.
You are an arrogant little bastard.
What, me?
Look, l'm totally misunderstood.
Between you and me, sweetheart,
it's really just a numbers game.
l figure, eventually some bird's
gonna find it all very charming.
Okay.
Oh, that's good.
Too good...
...actually.
Might make a bloke wanna invite a bird
up to his room for a nightcap.
What do you say?
Absolutely.
Hey.
Hey, what are you still doing here?
l thought l'd stick around
to congratulate you.
Well, if anyone was great today,
it's because of you.
l have you to thank for this,
you know.
Oh, that may very well be true...
...but you can save your speech
for Sundance. l'm exhausted.
Spend the night.
And what would we call that?
Life imitating art imitating life?
l don't know.
l'm too tired to figure it out.
lt's okay if you don't want to.
l understand.
lt's a little weird.
Not to mention somewhat dangerous.
What do you mean?
l don't know.
What if you woke up
and you were 1 5 again?
The funny thing is, is...
...l don't feel that way anymore.
Watching you shoot those scenes
today, it was like this...
...huge weight has been lifted.
Yeah.
Yeah, l know what you mean.
Shooting this movie will save me
tons of money on therapy.
-Today was a great day.
-Oh, the best.
l mean, how many truly great days
are we gonna have in our lives?
l don't know.
Who knows how many you get.
When they do come along,
l hope you're close by...
...at least for a few of them.
Me too.
So how would you describe
your movie?
lf somebody asked you,
what would you say?
l would say...
...it's about a girl who wanted
more than what she had...
...who had to grow up to realize she
already had everything she could want.
l like that.
l don't wanna close my eyes.
Why?
l'm afraid when l open them,
you won't be here.
Close your eyes, Dawson.
Hey.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Same thing you are, l'd suppose.
-Actually, l came here to--
-Meet with Joey?
Yeah, so did l.
l get it.
Joey Potter, amateur peace broker.
So where is she?
l don't know, but l'd say
that she's probably not coming.
She has this kooky notion you and l
are gonna work this out between us.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
Yeah, l know. That's what l told her.
But we're talking about a girl
who's never listened to a single word...
...either you or l has ever told her.
l said to her, l said, '' Look, Jo...
...things will never be the same
between Dawson and l.''
She doesn't listen to me.
You know her.
She's stubborn, that girl.
lf she's not coming, l'm gonna take off.
l got somewhere to be.
Hold on for one second.
You said some crappy things
the other day.
Yeah. So did you.
Yes, l did.
-And l meant them, 1 00 percent.
-l know.
So did l. That's it.
l don't know how we get past that.
Well, maybe we don't.
Maybe that's the point, that we
just don't get past it, we realize...
...that we can't go back
to the way things used to be...
...and there's nothing
we can do about that...
...because the guys we are now are so
far from the guys we were back then.
The only tie that binds us together is
the fact that we love the same woman.
lt always comes back to that,
doesn't it?
Yes, it does.
Yes, it does, and you know what?
l don't really regret a single second
that l spent with her.
And l'm guessing you don't either.
ln fact, l really consider us
pretty lucky.
That a woman like that...
...would give either one of us
the time of day.
You know, it makes sense.
-What does?
-Why it didn't work out for either of us.
All we wanted was her.
So much so that
we destroyed our friendship.
And in the end, all she ever wanted
was for us to be friends again.
Okay, l'm gonna ask you this once,
and then l'll never ask it again.
ls it possible?
For us to be friends again?
Anything's possible.
Fair enough. Look, this is for you.
What's this?
l hope you don't mind,
but l took the liberty of going...
...to several businessmen and asking
them to invest in a young filmmaker.
And they were all very receptive,
though there was this dentist...
...and l don't know why, but she seems
to think she's an actress...
...so you might have to give her a role,
like a cameo at most.
Just warning you.
Thank you.
Don't mention it.
Cut!
I used to be afraid
of so many things.
That's a wrap!
That I'd never grow up...
... that I'd be trapped
in the same place for all eternity...
... that my dreams would forever
be shy of my reach.
But it's true what they say.
Time plays tricks on you.
One day you're dreaming, the next,
your dream has become your reality.
And now that this scared little girl
no longer follows me wherever I go...
...I miss her. I do.
Because there are things
I wanna tell her.
To relax, to lighten up...
... that it is all going to be okay.
I want her to know that
meeting people who lik e you...
... who understand you,
who accept you for who you are...
... will become
an increasingly rare occurrence.
Jen, Jack, Audrey, Andie,
Pacey and Dawson...
... these people who contributed
to who I am...
... they are with me wherever I go.
And, as history gets rewritten
in small ways with each passing day...
...my love for them only grows.
Because the truth is,
it was the best of times.
Mistak es were made, hearts
were brok en, harsh lessons learned...
...but all of that has receded
into fond memory now.
How does it happen?
Why are we so quick to forget the bad
and romanticize the good?
Maybe we need to believe that the time
we spent together meant something...
... that we were there for each other in
a time in our lives that defined us all...
...a time in our lives
that we will never forget.
I can't swear this is
exactly how it happened...
...but this is how it felt.