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| In the grand tradition of the cyber season and of Jim's latest venture into fanfiction, I've decided to try my hand at a seventh season. So, I've borrowed Jim's style (but hopefully none of his stories) and present to you, the first episode. It's basically just establishing a few things. I have some pretty interesting things in mind, so hopefully I can make them work over the next few installments. I'm going for seven episodes (notice the parallel...seven episodes, seventh season...nice, huh). This isn't exactly the best writing I've ever done, though, as I said, it's just establishing a few things.
So, just to give you a background so things make sense...
This takes place a year after the series finale, some time in May. Joey has moved back to Capeside with Pacey so that he can run his business. Jack is still teaching. Grams is in Capeside and takes care of Amy when the guys are working. Dawson still runs his show.
So, without further ado, let's see how things go... |
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| (Scene: We’re at a familiar pier, where one boat is tied to a dock. A teenage boy is on the boat, fumbling through various things. He stops, looks up, turns around. It’s Petey, from “The Creek.” He stares at the pier and it’s empty. He takes a drink of soda and turns back around and heads inside the boat. Suddenly, there are loud, quick footsteps. The camera reveals Sam running down the dock. She’s wearing a nice outfit, as if she’s just come from a wedding. She approaches the boat and looks around, out of breath.)
Sam: Petey! Petey where are you!
(No answer.)
Sam: Petey! Oh my God, Petey, where are you?
(She spins in circles, looking in all directions. She sees nothing. She begins to walk away, dejected.)
Petey: Sam? Is that you?
(Sam turns around and sees Petey standing on his boat.)
Petey: Sam, what are you doing here?
(Sam walks over to Petey.)
Sam: Petey, listen to me…
Petey: Save your pleasantries. I’m leaving. You can’t change that.
Sam: I’m not here to change it.
Petey: Then what do you want? Are you doing Colby’s bidding? Are you going to reveal matrimonial plans to me just to rub proverbial salt in the proverbial wound?
Sam: No, that’s not it. Listen, I don’t want to stop you from leaving. I don’t want to stop you from anything. I don’t want to stop you or Colby. And that’s what I’ve been doing. That’s what we’ve been doing. We’ve been in each other’s way. We’ve kept each other from growing. Colby was scared to let me go and I was scared to let go. He wouldn’t let me progress forward and by staying with him, I was complacent as well. And I don’t want to be complacent. And that’s what brings me to you. You’re taking a chance. You’re moving forward.
Petey: As much as I love these long-winded diatribes that permeate our endless conversations, I don’t want to wait for the sun to go down before I take off. I want to know right now, what are you trying to say?
Sam: I think I’m in love you.
Petey: You think? Or you know?
Sam: I know. I’ve known from the moment you kissed me and maybe even before that. And as scary as it is, I don’t want to deny it anymore. I don’t want to run from it. I don’t want to run from you. I don’t want to run from me. I want to run to you. I want to run to what I want. I want to run away with you.
Petey: If that’s the only way we can be together, by running, then I don’t want that.
Sam: That’s not it. I want to run away with you and be together. I don’t want anything in our way. No big words, no movies, nothing—only me and you. And I want to come back and sweep the world off its feet like you’ve done for me.
Petey: What about Betty and the B&B? She, it, they, need you.
Sam: Betty’s strong. She and Brody are smart. They’re hard-working. And most importantly, they might need me, but they’ll never need me as much as I need you.
(There’s a pause and then Petey smiles. He extends his hand to her.)
Sam: Permission to come aboard?
Petey: Permission granted.
(Sam gets on board and they passionately kiss. She smiles giddily.)
Petey: You can swim, right?
Sam: I’m more worried about the next change of clothes.
Petey: The next port is only a few days away, don’t worry.
Sam: A few days?
Petey: Or, a few days after that.
(They sail off into the sunset.)
(The camera veers away from the television screen to reveal Pacey, Joey, and Dawson sitting on Dawson’s couch in Los Angeles. Dawson stands up and turns off the television and looks back at his friends.)
Dawson: How’d I do?
Pacey: Not too bad. Not bad at all.
Joey: Almost 100% accurate.
Dawson (sitting down): Almost?
Joey: I changed clothes after the wedding. I didn’t think wearing a dress on a ship would be logical.
Dawson: But sailing away for three months is?
Pacey: It’s what warped Potter logic. You know how she is.
Dawson: How’d you have time to change? You took off from the wedding pretty quickly.
Joey: I don’t know. It’s all a blur. It never made much sense to me, but I did it.
Dawson: So, seriously, what’d you think? Season two better than season one?
Pacey: Well, there was more Petey this season and I liked that. There can never be too much Petey.
Dawson: That’s weird because I was thinking about writing him off next season. What do you think? Car crash? War? Ass kicking from Colby?
Pacey: Colby couldn’t shine Petey’s shoes. Petey would kick his ass.
Dawson: Oh, is that so?
(Pacey stands up and playfully pushes Dawson. Joey jumps up.)
Joey: No, no, no more fighting. Not even play fighting. We’ve had more than our fair share of that.
(Dawson and Pacey look at each other and then smile. They Dawson grabs Joey’s legs and Pacey grabs her upper-body. They pick her up and begin swinging her and then throw her on the couch.)
Joey: Oh, big guys. Beating up on a defenseless little girl.
Dawson: Joey, I’ve known you a long time and you’re anything but defenseless. I think you could hold your own.
Pacey: With Dawson, at least. Not me. I could take you.
(Pacey turns to Dawson and flexes his muscle. With his back turned to Joey, Joey leaps off the couch and tackles Pacey to the ground.)
(Scene: Dawson is in his office filing some papers. There’s a knock at the door.)
Dawson: Come in.
(Pacey enters.)
Pacey: Hey Dawson.
Dawson: Hey Pace, what’s up?
Pacey: Just wanted to see the master at work. Had to force myself past your secretary, though. She’s a tough one.
Dawson: How’d you finally break her down?
Pacey: The Witter charm, of course.
Dawson: And which President is on that charm?
Pacey: You know, don’t you have something better to do than antagonize me?
Dawson: Not really. I’ve got a few weeks of downtime. We don’t have start casting supporting characters until mid-summer. Who do you think should show up this season? Lou Christmas? Or Gabby Logan?
Pacey: I thought Pacey to Petey was a stretch, but you might be pushing it with Lou Christmas.
Dawson: Gabby it is, then.
Pacey: You know, I lied.
Dawson: Lou’s a good idea?
Pacey: No, no, it’s not. I lied about why I’m here. It’s not just to watch you work.
Dawson: What is it?
Pacey: Oh boy, this isn’t going to be easy.
Dawson: You didn’t lose any more money of mine did you?
Pacey: Nah, nothing like that.
Dawson: Pace? Are you okay?
(Pacey sits down and Dawson sits across from him.)
Pacey: It’s something good, I think. But, I don’t know how you’re going to react.
Dawson: Try me.
Pacey: Well, did you wonder why we came out this week?
Dawson: I thought it was for the finale party.
Pacey: That was a perk. But, the Icehouse barely breaks even and Joey’s still paying off grad school loans. So, we’re not in the position to come out just for recreation.
Dawson: So, it must be something more important.
Pacey: You’re over Joey, right?
Dawson: Yeah. As much as I ever can be. Why?
Pacey: I’m ready to take the next step, Dawson. I want to ask Joey to marry me.
(Dawson’s eyes get wide and he bites his bottom lip. He sits back in his chair and lets out a deep breath.)
Dawson: Okay.
Pacey: Okay?
Dawson: Yeah, okay.
Pacey: You have to have something else to say.
Dawson: No, I don’t. Why’d you want to bring it up to me?
Pacey: I felt like I needed your blessing, I guess.
(Dawson rubs his eyes and laughs.)
Dawson: Well, thank you. But, I’m fine with it. I think.
Pacey: You think or you know?
Dawson: I think.
Pacey: Dawson, I don’t want this to ruin what you and I have built back up.
Dawson: It won’t. You know what Pacey, it’s fine.
Pacey: Just fine?
Dawson: No, it’s wonderful. Honestly, it’s great. I’m sorry I even had to think about it.
Pacey: Dawson, I just want you to know…
Dawson: Stop right there. You two are my best friends. If you two can be happy together, then I’m happy. I think I just worry.
Pacey: About what?
Dawson: I’m so isolated as it is. If you two get married, I don’t want to be that guy from back when.
Pacey: You’ll never be that.
Dawson: I hope not.
(Dawson stands up and extends his hand to Pacey.)
Dawson: Pacey, a lot of things have happened in the past and that’s behind us. There’s no one who will take better care of Joey Potter than you. You have my blessing.
(Pacey smiles and shakes Dawson’s hand. Then, he hugs him.)
Pacey: Thanks Dawson.
(Scene: Jack’s English class. He’s sitting at the front of the room on top of the desk.)
Jack: Now think for a minute. Hamlet’s soliloquy presents an age-old question. Do you think he’d be justified in killing himself?
(There’s a knock on his door. Jack goes to answer it.)
Jack: Hang on, guys.
(Opens the door. It’s Doug holding Amy.)
Jack: Hey you, what are you doing here?
Doug: Something’s happened at the Circle-K. I’ve got to get down there, but I couldn’t leave Amy alone and I didn’t have time to find a sitter.
Jack: What about Grams?
Doug: She’s still at the doctor’s. That’s why I took today off.
Jack: Doug, I’m teaching. I can’t keep her.
Doug: Please.
Jack: Doug, seriously, I can’t.
Doug: You have to. Just for an hour. I’ll be back.
(Doug looks affectionately at Jack.)
Jack: Fine. Give her to me. But, seriously, you better be back in one hour.
Doug: I will. I promise.
(Doug hands Amy over and kisses Jack quickly and then heads off. With Amy in his arms, Jack turns around to whispers and stares.)
Jack: Class, this is my daughter, Amy. Amy, can you say hello?
(Amy mutters something in baby gibberish. The class continues to whisper.)
Jack: Chris.
(One of the students perks up.)
Chris: Yeah, Mr. McPhee?
Jack: What are your thoughts?
Chris: About what?
Jack: About Hamlet, of course. That is what you were whispering about, right?
Chris: Uh, yeah, that’s it.
Jack: Forget it. Guys, I’m gay. You know that. Your parents know it. Your principal knows it.
(The class stops buzzing.)
Chris: Then where’d she come from?
Jack: It doesn’t surprise me you don’t know about the birds and the bees, Mr. Reynolds.
Chris: I know about that stuff. But, if you’re packing, then where’d she come from?
Jack: Hey! Watch it. That kind of slang is inappropriate in this classroom.
Chris: And kissing your boyfriend in class is?
Jack: I’ll see you after class, Chris.
Chris: Fine. (to a classmate) He better not touch me.
Jack: What the hell was that?
Chris: Chill, man. I’m just kidding.
Jack: You better watch yourself, son. I’ll see you in detention today, by the way.
(Chris glares at Jack who, holding Amy, stares back just as intensely.)
(Scene: Joey is packing her suitcase in a hotel room. Pacey is sitting on the bed watching television.)
Pacey: I don’t think I want to go home.
Joey: Why?
Pacey: This place is beautiful. It’s nice weather, nice view, and valet parking everywhere.
Joey: Which we can’t afford.
Pacey: It’s the principle of the thing, Joe. Let’s move out here. Start a new life in the big city.
Joey: I didn’t move back to Capeside so you could just pack up and leave the Icehouse.
Pacey: Do you regret that you moved back?
Joey: Why would I?
Pacey: Because you worked so hard to get out.
Joey: Pace, if life has taught me anything, it’s that you can’t escape a place because that’s not what traps. You trap yourself. And I’ve escaped myself, Pacey. You set me free. And being with you, in Capeside or New York or Hollywood, keeps me free.
(Pacey pulls Joey down beside him and puts his arm around her. She lays her head on his shoulder.)
Pacey: Are you happy?
Joey: With what?
Pacey: Just happy.
Joey: I’m very happy. Life’s better than I could have ever imagined it.
Pacey: You don’t regret anything?
Joey: Like what?
Pacey: Just anything.
Joey: What’s bringing this on?
Pacey: Nothing.
Joey: I don’t like when you can’t be honest with me.
Pacey: I am.
Joey: No you’re not. What’s bugging you?
Pacey: Just watching the show the other night. When Sam made her choice, I couldn’t help but feel like maybe she would regret it.
Joey: Sam won’t regret anything. Sam made her choice and it was the right one. And none of Petey’s insecurities are going to change that. But, she’s going to try to change his insecurities.
Pacey: I love you, Joe.
Joey: I love you too.
(They kiss.)
(Scene: Jack is sitting at his desk after school when Chris walks in. He sits down in a desk and stares at Jack.)
Jack: Do you know why you’re here?
Chris: Do you know you aren’t intimidating?
Jack: What exactly is your problem?
Chris: It’s sick.
Jack: What is?
Chris: Where’s your baby?
Jack: Someone came and got her. What’s sick?
Chris: You and Sheriff Witter. It’s wrong.
Jack: Do you know what year it is?
Chris: Yes.
Jack: And you haven’t progressed far enough to accept things like this as a reality?
Chris: I shouldn’t have to. You’ve taught us that we can make our own arguments as long as we can support them.
Jack: And what do you base this little argument on?
Chris: The Bible says it’s wrong.
Jack: The Bible also says you shouldn’t judge. And don’t you think that if God is really against me then I need your support and not your condemnation?
Chris: Can I go?
Jack: You just got here. Get comfortable.
(Chris slumps back in his desk and folds his arms. He glares at Jack.)
Jack: Have you enjoyed reading “Hamlet”?
Chris: It’s okay.
Jack: What do you think of Shakespeare?
Chris: He’s confusing as hell, but he writes some pretty good stories.
Jack: Did you know that he might have been gay?
Chris: Everyone might have been.
Jack: Yeah, well, many of Shakespeare’s sonnets were written about men. I don’t think we have that kind of proof for everyone. Does that change your opinion about him? Don’t you think he’s still a pretty good writer?
Chris: Well, yeah.
Jack: So why am I different? Why do you have a skewed perception of me because I’m gay when you think Shakespeare’s still okay?
Chris: I don’t know.
Jack: Do I scare you?
Chris: No.
Jack: Because even though people think otherwise, gays aren’t gay just for sex. We don’t attack young boys. We’re not horrible people. We’re just people.
Chris: Yeah, but…
Jack: Stop. Not anymore. You can leave. You don’t have to accept me. I don’t mind. But remember that even Hamlet left himself a choice.
(Chris gets up and leaves, slamming the door behind him.)
(Scene: Dawson, Pacey, and Joey are at the airport waiting on their flight.)
Dawson: God, it’ll be great to be home for a while.
Pacey: Capeside’s just not the same when you’re not there.
Dawson: Well, I’m not the same when I’m not there. I haven’t seen my mom or Lily since Christmas. I haven’t talked to them in a month.
Joey: I don’t see how you do it.
Dawson: It’s the price you pay for a dream, I guess.
Pacey: We try to take care of them the best we can. God that little girl is growing up into a beautiful child.
Dawson: She is. It’s hard to believe what’s happened since she was born. Life’s been turned upside down and then right-side up again.
Joey: The circle of life, maybe?
Dawson: I don’t know, sometimes I think life is more like an ellipse. A circle is perfectly round. A circle says that everything gets equal time, the good, the bad, the ugly. An ellipse is a little more skewed.
Pacey: You’ve always got an interesting outlook on things, Dawson. Never fails.
Dawson: Leave it to me to over think it.
Joey: You are the writer.
(A cell phone rings. All three go to check theirs and Dawson signals that it’s his. He excuses himself.)
Joey: It’s really amazing, isn’t it?
Pacey: What’s that?
Joey: Just this. We’re in Hollywood visiting Dawson. Hollywood. He made it.
Pacey: Was there ever any doubt?
Joey: Sometimes. When he dropped out of USC, when “Creek Daze” wasn’t picked up by any major distributor, when he got the offer for TV after he complained about television for years—I saw him running Leery’s Fresh Fish. But, he did it.
Pacey: We’re resilient people. We seem to get knocked down pretty hard, but somehow, we always come back up. And chase our dreams. If we’re lucky, maybe we can even realize them.
Joey: Have you realized your dream yet?
Pacey: Partially. Great job, great friends, a renewed relationship with my family, and the girl that I love more than life itself. I’d say I’m doing okay.
Joey: All that and it’s just partial?
Pacey: Right.
Joey: What would make it better?
Pacey: Joey, I love you. I love you more than I ever believed I could love anyone. I’m so incredibly lucky, but there’s just something not there.
Joey: What are you saying?
Pacey: Joe, I want something more. More than what I, more than what we, have now. I want…
(Dawson comes back.)
Dawson: Sorry about that.
(Pacey and Joey both jump out of a trance as Dawson sits back down.)
Pacey: No, no, no problem. Anything wrong?
Dawson: No, just some contractual stuff with the actors.
Pacey: Not recasting Petey, I hope.
Dawson: No such luck. Not killing him off, either. My sources inform me he’s the highest testing character on the show. I can’t figure it out.
(Pacey smiles and looks at Joey. She is solemn, staring at Pacey.)
Dawson: So what were you guys talking about?
(Scene: Jack is sitting at his desk the next day. No students are in the classroom. Principal Wyatt walks in the room.)
Wyatt: Mr. McPhee, can I talk to you for a second?
Jack: Mr. Wyatt, yeah, come on in. I’m done for the day, just finishing up some grading. What can I do for you?
(Wyatt sits down in a student’s desk across from Jack.)
Wyatt: We got a phone call from Chris Reynolds’s mother. Apparently, there was an altercation yesterday.
Jack: There was.
Wyatt: Mind telling me what it was about.
Jack: My boyfriend dropped our daughter off for a little bit while he tended to something work-related. Chris made some snide comments and I gave him detention.
Wyatt: You had your daughter in class?
Jack: Just for a period and through lunch. Then, someone came and got her. She didn’t bother the class.
Wyatt: You know, your story and Mrs. Reynolds’s doesn’t exactly match up.
Jack: Is that so? What’s the story?
Wyatt: Chris claims that you made a pass at him.
(Jack’s eyes widen and then he chuckles nervously.)
Jack: You’re kidding me.
Wyatt: Not about something like this.
Jack: Frank, come on. You know me better than that. Are you actually doubting the validity of my story?
Wyatt: I’m just warning you, Jack. I believe you, but if this leaks out, then you’re in for a hell of a ride with the school board.
Jack: Can’t you shoot this down now?
Wyatt: People believe what they want to believe. Parents didn’t exactly welcome you with open arms. So far, you’ve been perfect, but the moment you give them something to chastise, they’ll do it. I’d try to set this straight with Chris.
Jack: He wasn’t in class today. Something tells me he won’t be here tomorrow, either.
Wyatt: I’m sorry, Jack.
Jack: Yeah, me too.
(Wyatt gets up and exits. Jack packs his bag and then begins to leave the room. He pulls out his cell phone and dials a number.)
Jack: Doug, hey.
(Doug is sitting at his desk at the police station.)
Doug: Hey you. How are you?
Jack: I’ve been better.
Doug: What’s wrong?
Jack: Remember that kid I gave detention?
Doug: Yeah.
Jack: Well, apparently, he was a little more bitter about it than I realized. He told his mom I made a pass at him.
Doug: Really?
Jack: And here I thought this town was above all this.
Doug: You can never completely eliminate fear.
(Jack walks outside and toward his car.)
Jack: I just know that this is going to blow up.
Doug: So you have a few bickering parents. You’ll get that no matter what.
Jack: I have a feeling we’re in much deeper water than that. Oh my God.
(Jack’s eyes are open wide and his body begins to tremble.)
Doug: Jack?
Jack: Oh my God.
(We see what Jack’s looking at: on his car, the word FAGGOT is keyed in large letters.)
(End of episode.) |
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| Oh No!! I have a bad feeling about this!!! good so far tho |
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| Great start Duke! :) More please.... and soon! :D |
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| I really liked how you showed that scene with Sam and Petey at the docks. Great...just great!!! :D And I don't read much fanfic becasue it's usually so unrealistic, but yours.... :D |
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