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| (Scene: Pacey and Doug are sitting over breakfast at a restaurant, the same restaurant where Pacey told Doug that he first kissed Joey.)
Doug: Well, little brother, I have to say, that sucks.
Pacey: That’s it?
Doug: What’s it?
Pacey: That’s all you have to say? “That sucks”?
Doug: It does.
Pacey: You know, since you’ve been gay, you’ve really been lacking in the advice department.
Doug: I’ve been gay for a long time, Pacey, and I think I’ve given some pretty good advice.
Pacey: You advised me to go after Joey and look where it’s gotten me. Here. With you. The same place we were a hundred years ago or whenever it was she and I got together.
Doug: Like I’m going to believe you have any regrets about your relationship. I’ll believe that you’re not in the best spirits, but I’ll be straight if I believe you regret anything.
Pacey: So you’re making fun of yourself now? That sucks for me, you know? What am I supposed to do for fun?
Doug: Stop having fun and focus on the situation at hand. You saw Dawson and Joey sleeping together and she lied.
Pacey: Right. Why would she feel the need to lie about something like that?
Doug: Because she knew how you’d respond. You brood and you smile equally well, but you’re not really a complex person.
Pacey: If I’d known she was with Dawson, I wouldn’t have minded. If I’d known she fell asleep, I wouldn’t have minded.
Doug: You blow my mind sometimes, Pacey. Really. You would have reacted horribly and you know it.
Pacey: I trust Joey.
Doug: Then why are you here with me?
Pacey: Just wanting to have breakfast with my dear brother.
Doug: You’ve never wanted to just have breakfast with me. Do you want to know what I’d do?
Pacey: If it’s sew, dance, shop, or listen to Cher, then no.
Doug (sarcastically): You’re such a trip. Don’t want the advice? Fine.
Pacey: Okay, okay, I’m sorry, come on.
Doug: Test her.
Pacey: Like what? For an STD?
Doug: You make this very difficult.
Pacey: Well, what do you mean?
Doug: Listen, she picked you, Pacey. And I’m not even sure she picked you. I don’t know if there was ever a real choice. But regardless, you got her Pace. So that should be enough. But if it’s not, give her one final choice.
Pacey: An ultimatum?
Doug: Not really. Those never turn out well. I’m talking about something a little sneaky. Something that’s going to take some work.
(Pacey opens his eyes inquisitively and he nods, ready to listen to Doug’s advice.)
(Scene: Jack’s sitting at his desk after school. He’s grading papers when there’s a knock on his classroom door.)
Jack: Come in.
(The door opens and a figure walks in but we cannot see her face.)
Woman: Jack.
(Jack looks up and grimaces.)
Jack: Barbara. What can I do for you?
Barbara: I thought we should talk.
Jack: About how your deep-seeded hatred of me has gone so far beyond refusing to sell me prom tickets that you keyed my car.
Barbara: I won’t apologize.
Jack: I’m not asking you to. I’m just asking you to sit back and examine what you’ve done. Is it really worth screwing with Chris’s head? You’re his aunt. You have to set some kind of model. I know for a conniving, hypocritical bitch that’s a little tough, but it has to be done.
Barbara: If you’re so adamant about telling me what a horrible person I am, then why haven’t you turned me in to your lover-boy?
Jack: Because if I do that then you go to prison. You go there, you come out, your mind isn’t changed, and you continue to plant these bigot ideas in kids’ heads. If you stay free, I can make an example of you.
Barbara: Your kind is such a horrible kind. Listen to what you’re saying.
Jack: My kind? My kind? I can’t even talk to you.
Barbara: I’ll be praying for you, Jack. I’ll be praying for you nightly and maybe you’ll change. Maybe then you can avoid eternal damnation.
Jack: Are you still on that?
Barbara: The moment I take my eyes off of what God says, the moment I’m no better than you.
Jack: Is there a reason you came by?
Barbara: To warn you, Jack. This town may seem fine with you, but it’s not. And so I suggest that you get out now or else be prepared.
Jack: Are you threatening me?
Barbara: I don’t threaten, Jack. You’re threatening yourself as it is by continuing this lifestyle. I’m promising you that if you don’t step down, if you don’t get away from these kids, then you’re going to regret it.
(She gets up and leaves without a goodbye. Jack stares at her with anger, but also with a hint of nervousness.)
(Scene: Dawson is sitting at the breakfast table reading the newspaper. Gale enters.)
Gale: Hey honey, anything happening in the world?
Dawson: Tom Cruise is engaged again.
Gale: He spends more on rings than divorces, I think.
Dawson: Where’s Lily?
Gale: She’s with Alexander. They’re rowing across the creek.
Dawson: You know, he’s older than she is. Make sure you watch his intentions. They may not be the best.
Gale: Oh, anytime a Potter and a Leery get together, there’s bound to be trouble. You don’t stop it, you just attempt to control it. Let’s just be glad there’s no little Witter.
Dawson: The ramifications of another triangle on the creek are scary to think about.
Gale: Have you spent any time with Joey since you’ve been home?
Dawson: Eh, you know, a little. I mean I saw her out in LA, so there were no grand reunions when I touched down here, but I’ve seen her some.
Gale: How are she and Pacey?
Dawson: They are what they are. I don’t ask many questions.
Gale: Are you okay?
Dawson: I am. Of course I am. I’ve had a year to swallow this all and to know it’s over. And I want to let go and I told myself I could, but part of me doesn’t believe I can or that I ever will be able to.
Gale: Letting go isn’t a one year deal. I love Robert and he’s been a fantastic husband, but there isn’t a morning that I don’t wake up and think about your father. Letting completely go requires that you forget and I don’t want to forget about Mitch and I know you don’t want to forget about Joey.
Dawson: I lied, Mom.
Gale: You aren’t okay?
Dawson: No, I am, but I saw Joey yesterday. She came by and we fell asleep on the bed. Nothing happened. Then again, it felt like everything happened.
Gale: Wow.
Dawson: I lied again.
Gale: You didn’t sleep with her?
Dawson: No, no I did, but Joey and Pacey are more than just what they are. Pacey wants to ask Joey to marry him.
Gale: Wow again.
Dawson: Right. And he told me this the other day and then something inside of me snapped. And it’s been on my mind ever since. Joey and I were never meant to work out, I know, but for some reason, I believed that Pacey and Joey shouldn’t either. And now they are and it seems so incredibly unfair. And when Joey was here yesterday, after we woke up, I gave her some horrible lecture about how she must still want me and how she felt bad about being over here because she felt good being with me.
Gale: Oh, Dawson…
Dawson: It was wrong. It bordered on evil. But when I thought about her, thought about them, something snapped. I was completely illogical and completely wrong.
Gale: You’ve got try to make it right. Tell Joey the thoughts that were going through your mind. You might want to leave out the part about Pacey proposing, but everything else, just let her know.
(Dawson nods in agreement.)
(Scene: Joey is sitting at a desk at the B&B and she’s working on something. Bessie enters.)
Bessie: How are you, Jo?
Joey: Not any better.
Bessie: Did you go talk to Dawson?
Joey: No.
Bessie: You have to.
Joey: Why? To complicate things further? To reestablish this triangle? There’s no reason.
Bessie: When we try to let things die, they only become livelier.
Joey: I just don’t want to face it, Bess. You have to understand that. I spent almost ten years sorting through those feelings and when I finally get ready to put everything behind me, this all reemerges.
Bessie: You know, Dawson told you he was okay with you being with Pacey, but I never really believed it.
Joey: I did. This is a guy who’s shown such remarkable growth since we were 15 that it’s scary. He’s a different person. I thought the side of him that always rejected reality was gone.
Bessie: Even if he claims he’s grown and moved on, you have to remember that this is a guy who spends week-after-week trying to get Sam and Colby together.
Joey: He let Petey and Sam go off on a boat.
Bessie: Plot twist, Jo. In his mind, in his reality, it always comes back to Sam and Colby.
Joey: I hate when you’re right.
Bessie: I don’t.
Joey: Maybe I’ll wake up and discover this has all been a dream and I can start from scratch.
Bessie: Life would be no fun if we could just start over every time. Mistakes, pain, confusion, love, hurt—those things make us real.
(Joey meekly smiles.)
(Scene: Dawson’s house. Someone’s knocking at the front door. Dawson runs down the steps and answers it. It’s Pacey.)
Dawson: Pacey.
Pacey: Dawson.
Dawson: Come on in. What’s going on?
Pacey: My internet connection’s down at home and I was hoping I could use yours.
Dawson: Do I need to put the child block on the porn?
Pacey: Nah, I think it’ll be fine. I’m looking into ordering some stuff for the restaurant and I’d like to get the orders out as soon as possible. Like, before the bank realizes I’ll never have the money to pay them back for what they loan me and that could happen some day soon, so what do you say?
Dawson: Of course. I was just about to get in the shower, but do what you need.
(Dawson leads the way up to his room and then directs Pacey to the laptop.)
Dawson: You know what to do with it.
Pacey: Yeah, I think I can take it from here.
(Dawson leaves for the shower and then Pacey walks over the computer. He sits down and begins clicking away at different things. He swallows as if he’s unsure of himself and then he exhales loudly.
We see the computer screen for the first time and notice that he’s not on a web browser, but on an email program. We see that in the “from” heading, he’s using Dawson’s email address. He writes:
Joey,
I was hoping we could talk about yesterday. Can you meet me at Fresh Fish
tonight for dinner? I’ll be there anyway, so you don’t need to call me back.
I’ll look for you around 7.
-Dawson
Pacey grimaces and then hits send. He looks up at the empty doorway as if he’s waiting for Dawson to walk in and stop him. He never does.)
(Scene: Grams is playing with Amy at her house when Jack walks in.)
Jack: There’re my two favorite ladies.
Grams: Hi, dear. How are you this afternoon?
Jack: I couldn’t tell you.
Grams: What’s the matter? Still problems with that boy?
Jack: Not quite. I actually found out who’s been masterminding everything.
Grams: Really, now? Who?
Jack: Remember Barbara Johns, the girl that wouldn’t sell me junior prom tickets?
Grams: All too well.
Jack: Turns out that she’s Chris’s aunt. From what I gather, she’s the one that called and said I made a pass at Chris. She’s the one that keyed my car. And now she’s threatening to have me kicked out of school.
Grams: For your sexuality? I hate to tell her but the town knows and they have not raised a ruckus in a very long time.
Jack: Even if they haven’t brought up anything in the last couple of years, it doesn’t mean they don’t care. There’s a fine line between acceptance and tolerance. They tolerate me now and if they find any reason to not accept me, they’re going to run with it. And that’s going to ruin my career.
Grams: You’ve been nothing but an attribute to this society and to this education system. You’ve been nothing but a terrific person and your relationship with Doug, while not necessarily a traditional one in terms of man-loves-woman, is a fine example of what true love is and what it means to truly care for someone. It’s 2009, Jack, and if you relegate yourself to worrying about what she thinks then you’re helping set the clock back ten years.
Jack: I just want her to realize that she’s wrong. I don’t want to send her to jail. I could tell Doug and she’d be arrested, but the moment she’s let out of jail, she’s the same person and her prejudices are magnified, not stopped.
Grams: Be careful what you do. Don’t allow her to get the better of you.
(Jack nods, but he seems unsure of himself as if he cannot decide how he feels and whether or not he should to find some way to harm Barbara.)
(Scene: Pacey is sitting in his office and he pulls out his cell phone. He breathes deeply and then begins to dial a number. Joey answers. We intercut between Pacey in his office and Joey in her room.)
Joey: Hello?
Pacey: Hey Jo.
Joey: Hey sweetie. What are you doing?
Pacey: Looking through some figures. It’s been a long day.
Joey: I’m sorry. I’ve been swamped lately myself. A lot of books to edit.
Pacey: Right. Listen, um, I was thinking you might want to go grab a bite at Fresh Fish tonight. I’ve been wanting some seafood and the frozen fish sticks we serve here just aren’t cutting it. Around 7, maybe?
Joey: Um, I don’t think that’s going to work.
Pacey: Oh?
Joey: Yeah, I’ve just got so much to do. I’m probably going to have to go to the office for a while and work up there. I thought I’d just pick up some fast-food on the way home. Burgers, fries, maybe a fish sandwich for you?
Pacey: Don’t worry about it. I’ll, um, I’ll pick up something. I might get Gale to put an order to go or something.
Joey: I can stop by there on my way home tonight and grab some to-go plates and bring them home.
Pacey: Then why can’t we meet there?
Joey: I don’t know what time it’ll be, so I don’t want to commit myself to anything. I’ll just bring something home if it’s not too late.
Pacey: Okay, but call me if it gets too late. I don’t want to eat too late. The indigestion, you know?
Joey: Believe me, I know.
Pacey: I’ll see you some time tonight, Jo.
Joey: Okay, Pace.
Pacey: Bye.
Joey: See ya.
(Pacey hangs up the phone with a distressed look on his face. Joey hangs up the phone on her end, too. She looks extremely upset. We follow her gaze to her computer screen where she’s received the email from “Dawson.” She’s going to meet him.)
(Scene: Dawson is at the bar at Leery’s Fresh Fish drinking a beer and talking to the bartender. Joey enters.)
Joey: Hey, Dawson.
Dawson (startled): Jo?
Joey: I’m here.
Dawson: I see that.
Joey: Think we can go outside and talk? It’s not as private in here.
Dawson (confused): Yeah, sure. (to the bartender) I’ll be right back, Trish.
(Dawson and Joey get up and walk out and suddenly we cut to them standing along the pier.)
Joey: Dawson, what happened yesterday?
Dawson: I guess you aren’t talking about the sleeping part.
Joey: No, I’m talking about the little outburst afterward.
Dawson: Jo, I don’t know. It just came out. It’s like…it’s like I woke up and realized that you wouldn’t wake up beside me ever again and that hurts.
Joey: Dawson…
Dawson: Let me finish, Jo. This past year has been about moving on for me. It’s been about refocusing my life and sometimes that’s hard especially when my life is my fiction. Joey, you do things in your art that you can’t do in reality, and each week it’s about putting Sam and Colby together and part of me resents that I’ve had to put it in fiction. That’s the visceral side, the part that’s emotive as opposed to rational. The rational side knows that it’s better that you’re with Pacey and that I’m in Hollywood and that I’m still looking.
Joey: Dawson, my being with Pacey doesn’t change what we had. I loved you for so long, Dawson, but it wouldn’t work. Not even Sam and Diane got the happy ending.
Dawson: Shelley Long wanted it.
Joey: But it didn’t happen, Dawson. And that’s okay. The world goes on. And in this world, I want you to be with me as it goes on. Just because we aren’t romantic doesn’t mean we can love each other.
Dawson: I know and to be honest, I don’t want to get back together with you. I didn’t want to rehash old feelings because I felt I was different. But back in Capeside, on my bed, it just…
Joey: I know. Dawson, I’d be lying if I said I felt nothing. I felt something. But it’s something that, as I’ve said before, is purely innocent. It’s being with my best friend. The one person who I know will be there. The one person who will always protect me…
Dawson:…the one person who will shout horrible things at you to try to make you feel like crap.
Joey: Well, it didn’t make me feel good to hear you say those things to me. The last thing I want to do is question my feelings.
Dawson: I thought I was beyond the self-involvement. I guess things don’t change as much as we’d like.
Joey: Don’t worry about it, Dawson. It’s over. It’s passed. It was the heat of the moment, I understand.
Dawson: Just know that I’d never hurt you, Joey. Ever.
Joey: I know it.
(They smile, then they hug and Dawson kisses Joey on the cheek. We cut quickly to Pacey who is watching from a distance. Where he’s at, it looks like Joey and Dawson are in a deep embrace, perhaps something more than really is there. Dawson puts his arm around Joey and they begin to walk back to the restaurant, both with huge smiles on their face.
Pacey turns, dejected, and shoves his hands in his pockets. He puts his head down and then laughs as if he believes he’s been screwed over and should have recognized it. He walks over to the sidewalk and then looks over at the water. He just stares with amusement.)
Voice (off-screen): Pacey?
(Pacey turns around inquisitively and then he begins to smile, the smile slowly getting bigger and bigger.)
Pacey: Andie?
(It’s Andie standing in the darkness. She looks beautiful hidden in the shadows and she and Pacey walk toward each other. As they approach each other, we cut away to…)
(Scene: Jack’s sitting in his living room at his computer when Doug walks in.)
Doug (startled): Jack…
Jack: Not now, Doug. I’m working on the final exam. Just give me a few more minutes. I’m making this one a bitch this year.
Doug: Jack, don’t…
Jack: Don’t make it a bitch?
Doug: No, I mean, don’t push me out, I have something to tell you.
Jack (concerned): What is it?
Doug: There was a phone call a second ago…
Jack: …yeah?
Doug: Jack, that kid Chris is in the hospital. He’s overdosed on something.
(Jack looks incredibly concerned. His eyes fill up with fear and tears.)
Jack: Who called?
Doug: One of his friends.
Jack: And this isn’t a hoax?
Doug: The caller ID confirmed it. It was from the hospital.
Jack: Oh my God, I’ve got to get there…
(Jack storms out of the chair and then takes off out of the room. Doug stands there concerned.)
(Scene: Joey is walking toward the house she shares with Pacey and she’s carrying two to-go boxes of food. She’s smiling and whistling to herself. She walks by the side of the house and is able to see in the bedroom. She sees the bed and then notices, even with the lights off, that the covers are moving. She smiles thinking it’s Pacey.
Suddenly, a body turns over and Andie’s sleeping face, in Joey’s bed, is facing the window.)
Joey: Andie?
(A pair of arms reach up from the bed and wrap around Andie’s body as she smiles with her eyes closed in bed.)
Joey: Oh my God… |
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| oh no! what's going to happen now? Don't let them break up! That was a great episode, more please!!!! :D |
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| Oh no!! :( i have a bad feeling! :( |
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| Now you've made them all evil :lol: I love it :twisted: |
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| pacey and joey aren't happy?
not to quote the finale or nything, but...
are you bringing them down?
hehe great story man! |
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