"There you go." "Thank you." "The rice is looking gummy." "No, it's risotto, Jo." "lt's just absorbing the stock." "Don't hinder the man's process." "l'm starving." "Me too!" "What gives with the fancy rice?" "lt's risotto." "It has to be built." "Well, that's awesome, but if the plan is for us to bond let's order pizza and give each other manicures." "Aside from the fact we said we would have these weekly dinners and have failed to do so, Pacey's cooking." "On his night off, no less." "We should welcome the break from dining hall food." "You promised a Grams. I see no Grams, so the evening is ruined." "Liking the decor, however." "You guys ever eat off the plates on the wall?" "You know the onion I asked you to chop?" "Yes." "Yes, I do." "Fork it over." "I'm sorry. I thought you were making me feel included by giving me a little task to do." "I didn't...." "Pace." "Where are Jen and Dawson?" "The festival ended yesterday." "Jen called." "Said they were staying an extra day." "Something about soaking up the atmosphere." "Back at Grams'." "That's right." "The harsh reality of life at Grams'." "The endless cycle of home-cooked meals and grueling knitting sessions." "You mock me." "l do mock you." "I just enjoyed our little escapist adventure. I mean I don't know what I'm gonna say to her." "You don't have to say anything." "Are you proposing that we sneak around, Dawson Leery?" "Because you know, I am that kind of girl." "I am proposing that we just enjoy what we have going on and don't worry so much about what to tell other people." "Who is this footloose and fancy-free boy?" "Why don't we go inside?" "Hey, guys." "Pacey made rice." "It's not supposed to be this gummy, okay?" "You're supposed to serve it right away before it coagulates." "I'm sorry, that's probably our" "My fault for the coagulation." "l didn't know everyone would be here." "Or that Pacey was cooking." "Right." "Who could have guessed?" "Already finishing each other's sentences." "Oh, my God!" "Will you look at that." "What gets out rice?" "Joey, come help me." "Subtle, Audrey." "Don't you need some serious girl talk?" "I mean, aren't you, at this very moment, resisting the temptation to grab a knife and grind away at your wrist?" "No, I'm fine." "We didn't have to cause a scene." "We didn't have to, but it's not like we're missing the dinner of the century." "Seriously, Joey, are you okay?" "Yeah." "Look, so they had a fun weekend together." "They were kissing." "Believe me, it's literally nothing I haven't seen before." "Yes, right." "Joey, come on." "This isn't first-week Audrey that you're talking to here." "This is December Audrey." "I am wise." "I've been studying your people for a great many months and I know how it works." "And also, I know a thing or two about the casual kiss." "And I'm sorry, but that kiss looked decidedly uncasual." "I know that you're just this, like, nice country girl who grew up on a stream or whatever but don't you know what I'm talking about?" "I'm sorry." "What's the topic at hand?" "Well, that clearly relations were had." "Scantily-clad and possibly fully-naked relations." "Thank you for that image." "I'm sorry, it just seems like you need a little slap in the face." "Come on, woman." "A reaction, please." "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have a reaction." "I'm gonna go see if there's something I can do to help. I'll be right back." "Okay." "Do you need to borrow a shirt?" "Oh, that would be great." "Thanks." "Okay." "So Dawson." "Dawson Leery." "That's my name." "Yep." "Well, come on, man." "Come on what?" "First, why aren't you eating your risotto?" "But second, and far more importantly why, oh, why did you choose to take the lovely and talented Jen Lindley away for the weekend?" "A woman even my tribe can't resist." "A woman who has tugged the heartstrings of rebels and frat boys alike, and here you are not sharing the details?" "There's nothing to share." "Really?" "That's why you've been staring at the bathroom door wishing you had telekinetic powers." "Which means to me either you are very concerned about Audrey's wardrobe or perhaps you're concerned about Joey." "You can call me crazy, but I don't think Joey's gonna mind a little kissing." "Unless, of course, something more happened." "Now there's an interesting idea." "But what more could have happened?" "You guys, I'm not gonna go over the bases with you." "l didn't say bases." "Did you?" "We don't need details." "All right, I'll be right back." "" Bases" is plural." "He did." "You think?" "Definitely did." "You feel different?" "l do." "I do. I feel different." "I mean, here we have Dawson Leery walking amongst us." "I gotta say, I'm worried that maybe he wasn't prepared." "We didn't even get a chance to have the talk." "How do you know?" "It's not so much him as it is her." "Sick as it sounds, I know the look." "Oh, man." "You know, we almost did too." "I know. I know." "Come to think of it, we almost did once too." "What do you think it takes?" "A virgin and a straight guy." "Damn." "l'm fine, okay?" "Seeing you kiss someone else is always going to be a little weird I won't lie." "But it makes perfect sense, you and Jen getting back together." "Yeah, I...." "l hadn't thought of it that way." "The " back together" part." "We're such different people now." "l guess we all are. I hope." "Yeah." "So how did this...?" "Happen?" "I don't know." "It kind of took us both by surprise actually." "Getting out of my house cleared a lot of the cobwebs out of my head." "And everybody was so accepting of the film, and...." "As stupid as it is, they put us in the honeymoon suite." "Well, there's no handbook for this, is there?" "No." "Maybe we should think of co-authoring one." "There's no graceful way of having this conversation." "What conversation?" "I mean, we're talking about a kiss." "Well, this is" " This is kind of silly." "I should have known." "I mean, when you two walked in the door together...." "l'm the last person in the world you could call naive." "No, really." "I get it, okay?" "We don't have to make this into a thing." "In fact, let's not make this into a thing." "Okay?" "I hate to break this to you, given your obvious level of enthusiasm but now it's time for the second course." "You know what, Pace?" "If cooking is stressing you out and we're all tired from whatever..." "...we could call this off if you want." "Oh, no." "A good try, but no." "There are many more courses to come." "Though they may not be up to snuff for finicky sorts such as yourself I put a lot of time and energy into them so that has to be worth something, right?" "You want some help?" "No, no, I'll be fine." "l need salt." "Don't have to ask me twice." "So they know." "Right." "Oh, God." "And Joey knows." "Oh, boy." "How did she react?" "Like Joey." "ls she upset?" "Yeah, she is and she isn't. I mean you know, if you can make any sense of that." "Man." "Last week she told me that she couldn't think of anybody better to take care of you than me." "I don't think this is what she had in mind." "As much as I love those people in the next room, I'm happy with you." "Okay?" "And nobody else gets to weigh in on that." "Okay?" "Okay." "I'm just gonna say it." "I think it's a little weird." "I thought you'd be all for Jen being with someone like Dawson." "Nice, sensitive." "Shell-shocked, vulnerable?" "Come on, guys." "Somebody's gotta say it." "I don't think it's the best time to experiment for either of them." "Aren't you a little glad I said that?" "Okay." "But seriously, where's the Grams?" "You've been evading the question all night." "What, do you keep her in the attic or something?" "You know what?" "Audrey's right." "It's inappropriate to be doing this without Grams." "This is her house." "lf l'm staying, you're staying." "You live here!" "Less and less. lt's not the Will  Grace land it once was." "Okay, I know leaving right now sounds tempting, and it would be easy but I don't think the easy thing is gonna solve anything in the long run." "Hey, what's going on in here?" "lt's lemon-roasted chicken." "is it supposed to be birthing the lemons like that?" "If that doesn't wake up the taste buds, what will?" "You stuff the lemons into the chicken for flavouring." "That's great." "Let's serve it up." "No." "No. lt's not ready yet." "I prefer my chicken raw." "I don't know what the fuss is about." "Yeah, sure." "Why not?" "Cavemen used to do it." "Sure." "That's a great idea." "Go grab the plates." "We'll serve it up, bloody as hell." "Do they need some help in there?" "lf you want." "Joey just so you know for whatever it's worth, and I don't know what that is, but I just didn't...." "l didn't plan on this." "I didn't assume that you did." "I know. I just...." "This boy has always been between us in one way or another and I feel like you and I were finally getting close." "And I would just...." "l would really hate for that to be negated by this development." "You know what, everyone seems to be operating under this assumption that we're all going to react a certain way to this and that that way is somehow going to be apocalyptic." "I don't know how many different ways to say this, but I'm fine." "Really." "You're a good person, Jen." "That's exactly what Dawson needs right now." "Pace, if I spot a vein, do I win a prize?" "So perhaps the chicken was taken a bit before its time." "But, that said, I did serve you the cooked parts." "Demented as my sense of humour may be I'm not trying to unleash a health hazard here." "So please eat in peace." "So, Dawson, aside from the obvious, how was the film festival?" "I was afraid it was gonna be some little Hee-Haw production which it was, but in a good way I think." "I met this guy who goes to a film school in Boston." "I was thinking of checking it out." "Really?" "Yeah." "Yeah, the idea of getting up each morning with a purpose beyond just getting through the day is appealing." "So then you would end up in Boston after all." "Looks that way." "Well, that's really cool, man." "If you decide to move here, there's plenty of room at Grams'." "That's a definite possibility." "God and man!" "Not again!" "Joey!" "Excuse me." "Maybe we should go over our game plan." "Usually, the one who needs to talk is the one who hurls food on her friend." "Okay, well, I need to talk." "Oh, I'm sorry." "What can I do to make you feel more comfortable?" "Everyone's treating me like a delicate flower in there no thanks to these emergency rushes to the kitchen." "What is wrong with you?" "Why aren't you a delicate little flower?" "Have you no soul?" "Just a black, black void?" "Which question should I answer first?" "Okay." "He's moving to Boston." "How do you feel about that?" "Fine. I feel nothing." "Okay?" "Nothing." "It's not the most shocking news in the world." "You know what?" "When Dawson's father died, it cancelled everything out." "Understandably." "Yes." "And yes, there was a point where there were possibilities." "I guess. I don't know." "I guess I'll never know." "And we both thought that things were going to happen." "But what happened is that Dawson lost his father." "What kind of a person would I be if I didn't understand that?" "So, yeah, maybe if this broke my heart, I wouldn't have any right to say so." "Well, honey you have the right to say anything you want when it comes to how you feel." "It doesn't matter, okay?" "It is what it is." "Let me get that." "Hi." "Pacey, don't the salads usually come first?" "Well, Audrey, those with sophisticated taste save the salad for the third course." "It cleanses the palate before dessert." "Don't listen to her." "She can't even work the dorm microwave." "Well, I didn't have one growing up, okay?" "My mother was afraid of radiation poisoning." "Little did she know there were more dangerous things, like her." "Are we gonna eat or what?" "Well, don't you think we ought to wait on Jen?" "Dawson." "Most nice people would, but who knows how long pretty boy's gonna take to...." "Oh, look." "Bread." "I'm gonna check, see what's taking her so long." "Be right back." "Dawson. I'm sure she'll be right in." "I won't cause a scene." "I'm just gonna see if she's okay." "Look, I'm all for scene-causing." "I want to serve the guy up as garnish for the third course." "But don't be that guy. I know you, man." "You're 1 0 times better than that guy." "Charlie?" "I should hope." "Not just Charlie." "The guy who checks in long before the check-in is due." "If you start your relationship like this, panicking when she leaves a room rushing out to size up the competition which is really what you're doing the whole thing is gonna have this needy overtone that is a road best left untravelled." "That guy doesn't sound a lot like me." "Why do I get a feeling you're this guy?" "Because generally, you're a very wise man." "Don't think I don't appreciate your advice. I do." "But you're going anyway." "Exactly." "Well, can't say I blame you." "Hey. ls everything okay?" "Yeah." "Am I holding up dinner?" "Don't worry about it." "We'll wait." "Okay." "Thank you." "Just one second." "Take your time." "Nice to meet you too." "Forgive my friends if they're not vying to meet you, but they're good like that." "Listen, I don't expect you to invite me in for cocoa or anything." "I just wanted to bring you this before finals." "The thought of you studying without your Flaming Lips T-shirt saddened me." "Thanks." "Anyway not that I expect you to sympathise or anything but Nora and I aren't...." "That's great." "Well, but it looks like you are?" "His name's Dawson." "I would have introduced you if it weren't the most awkward meet and greet known to man." "Yeah." "Look not that this serves as an absolution, but it seems like I have a habit of picking the wrong guy and...." "And I feel like maybe this time I made the right choice." "Well, I honestly just want you to be happy, Jen." "And I want you to know that." "l am." "I might see you around sometime?" "Sure." "From afar." "At graduation." "Well, take care." "Sorry, you guys." "Everything okay?" "Yeah." "Everything's fine." "T-shirt returned." "Case closed." "You know what?" "I'm gonna go get some more salad." "I'll be right back." "You know, we need to change the music." "Jen?" "Excuse me, I guess." "There." "How's that?" "You happy now?" "No, not really." "What, do you think it's too poppy?" "Can we pretend that we're best friends for a minute, all right?" "You're sleeping with Dawson." "Any steps you want to fill me in on here?" "No." "No." "No steps, really. I just...." "l don't know. lt just happened, Jack, and I wish you could understand that." "Look, I understand, all right?" "I'm close enough to both of you to know that even when you were platonic you put yourself up on this first-love pedestal." "But, Jen, the guy's father just died." "He's trying to piece together how to get on with his life, let alone his love life." "And you just stopped going out with Charlie, what, a week ago?" "is this about Charlie?" "Because I can't even tell you on how many levels we're over." "This is not about Charlie." "It's about you." "I just don't think you're aware of how delicate this little scenario is." "That's all." "I am perfectly aware of how delicate this-- l'm sorry." "What did you call my relationship?" "" little scenario" is. lf you think that what's going on in the kitchen now doesn't affect me, you're wrong." "It does." "All the more indication that maybe it's a little too soon?" "Too soon for what?" "Dawson and I are just trying to figure out what's going on between us." "Which would be a lot easier had we not come home to this lovely intervention." "Come on. lt's not like we planned it like that." "lt's a dinner, not an intervention." "Well, it feels like it." "And...." "l gotta ask like, who are you to talk?" "You've conveniently erased yourself from my life for the past few months." "That's a two-way street." "You haven't been reaching out to me either." "Well, maybe that's because I find it difficult to talk with a guy who would choose a beer bong over his boyfriend." "Oh, yeah?" "Well, maybe I don't wanna bother trying to explain to someone who's already made up her mind about me." "Good." "Then you should know how it feels." "It's like you haven't known me for the last few years if you think that I'm capable of hurting Dawson." "How could you think that?" "l don't know, Jen." "How can you write your best friend off as a two-dimensional, beer-guzzling frat boy?" "It's not-- lt's not even that anymore." "And it's not Dawson, is it?" "You and I used to operate like this perfect clockwork." "You knew how I took my coffee." "I knew how you liked your toast." "I mean, what happened to those people?" "I'm just as happy living in denial as the next guy but really, is the food that bad?" "All in all, I totally give you kudos for keeping it together tonight." "Well, I'm glad you're here too." "Because sympathetic as I am to the drama it is nice to look across the table and see someone who is not really ready to kill herself or the person sitting to her right." "Okay." "To not hating each other." "Cheers." "If Grams ever does get home, she won't be pleased to find out you've rubbed the pattern off her bowl." "Joey, I appreciate whatever reasons you have for pretending you're fine but you don't have to do that with me." "Do you miss me?" "Do you miss being around me?" "Yes." "Joey, of course I miss being around you." "It's just that when you were talking about school and moving all I could think about was the distance between us." "I mean, our lives used to happen together, Dawson." "I think some part of you won't forgive me for changing the future." "No, no, Jo. I changed the future." "l stayed." "For what?" "You know for what." "Then what happened?" "Dawson, how did I go from being on the corner of possibility..." "...to being nothing at all?" "You're not nothing at all, Joey." "You're the furthest thing from nothing." "Okay?" "And I wish...." "l wish I had an explanation." "You deserve one." "I don't" "Dawson, I don't want one because I deserve it." "I don't want you to treat me how you think you're supposed to. I just...." "l just want you to tell me." "Something shifted when my father died." "Something was lost." "And part of me the part of me that was still hopeful thought that maybe you and I could be on hold." "And then all of a sudden this path that I was on that seemed like such a great idea when I started it, stopped making sense." "And the more I tried to stick to my routine, the harder it was to breathe." "And then when Jen and I got out of town, it was.... lt was like starting over." "Do you think that things would have been any different if maybe I had gone with you?" "I don't know. I can't answer that." "I don't know." "All I know is when I was with Jen, I felt like me, you know?" "Not the censored version of myself." "Not the sad version of myself." "Just me." "For the first time in a long time." "And it.... lt felt good." "You can't be yourself around me?" "You're hearing what you want to hear." "No, I think I'm hearing what you're afraid to tell me." "Joey, it hurts to be around you." "When I see you, it brings up 1 000 memories." "Not just of us, but of my entire life before." "And it's like I'm frozen in this place I can't bear to be." "I care about you so much." "As long as I can remember, everything comes back to you." "No matter what was happening, the thought of you was a constant comfort." "But I can't go back. lt just hurts." "Pace, this looks amazing." "Yeah, who delivered it, huh?" "Say what you will." "Not that I have to tell you that." "But this one might actually err on the side of edible." "So please do try it." "Thanks." "This is really good, Pace." "ls this espresso in the centre?" "It is indeed." "Delivered from my kitchen to your veins for a night of wakeful studies." "Very, very impressive, Pacey." "Thank you." "Glad I salvaged something." "I promise that next time we do this..." "...it will be much easier." "Next time?" "We can't quit." "You don't stop riding a bike because you smash into a tree." "Well, it's just we're all juggling with these new developments in our lives." "Maybe we should take a break." "From each other?" "How did we get here?" "It seems like we've drifted, despite our best efforts." "Oh, I don't know." "You might be overestimating at " best efforts."" "I don't think a couple of drunken mishaps and the occasional cup of coffee really cuts it." "Well, that's sort of" "Thank you." "Maybe if we had done these dinners like we planned the gap wouldn't have gotten so wide." "I had to give my cooking skills time to gestate." "It's only natural, guys, that we drift apart a little bit. I mean trite as it sounds, we're not in high school anymore." "Do you guys know how lucky you are?" "I can't name two people that I still talk to that I knew when I was 1 5." "Maybe you shouldn't be taking it for granted." "And plus, you know none of them can cook, and they're all hepped up on goofballs." "It is kind of amazing that we all still know each other." "And I guess we can't really expect each other to be exactly as we were when we first met." "That's a lot to expect." "A lot to live up to." "Well, we're all still sitting here." "Must be something worth sticking around for, right?" "Well, sure. I mean, the dessert." "And the lifelong friendships." "l'll toast to that." "Cheers." "Hello, everyone." "Hi." "Hey." "is this the Grams?" "No offense, but you're kind of a lot cooler than I thought you'd be." "Yes, I do seem to get that quite a bit." "And you would be?" "Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Ryan." "This is my roommate, Audrey." "So this is the Audrey." "Your reputation precedes you." "Oh, well, it usually does." "Well, someone needed to gather the troops." "It's lovely to witness this little reunion." "And I want to hear all about the weekend." "But I'm afraid I must retire this evening." "Dawson, it's too late for you to go back to Capeside tonight." "You'll spend the night with us." "Of course." "Good night, everyone." "Good night." "Good night, Grams." "Good night." "ls that chocolate?" "lt is indeed." "And it just so happens that I have a slice of this for you, Mrs. Ryan." "Pacey Witter." "You'll spoil me." "Good night." "Well, not to break up an otherwise rocking evening but I told some guys I'd meet them out, so I gotta go." "I should go too." "I have to get some studying in" "Yeah, I'm with them." "Pacey, always a pleasure." "You can make me a tart anytime." "Be careful what you wish for." "Okay, you got that one for free." "You wanna get breakfast tomorrow?" "That would be nice." "Sure." "Thanks for dinner." "My pleasure." "You guys take care." "I'm gonna start on the damage control in the kitchen." "Hey." "Hey." "So I figure that I've heard a piece of everybody's mind today, except yours." "Hit me with your best shot." "I'm sorry, Jen, but I can't help you there." "You'll get no judgments out of me." "But that's awfully disappointing." "Pacey's judgments are the best kind." "Well, how about this." "I would be satisfied if everybody would do what makes them happy and left it at that." "But the planets would collide and the sea would boil over with blood." "Well, don't I know it." "But you did seem happy." "At least for the first five minutes." "Maybe not so much after that." "Thank you." "You know what?" "You shouldn't get stuck with clean-up duty." "Leave it." "Okay?" "Dawson and I will take care of it." "I don't know whether that's penance or pity but I'll take it either way." "I'd say we should do this more often but I think we should give that more consideration in the light of day." "That sounds good to me." "You have a good night." "You too." "Joey, are you seriously gonna study all night?" "Don't you feel like doing a couple shots or, like, punching someone in the face?" "Someone other than you?" "Oh, right." "Keep it up with the funny." "I think the only thing I am capable of doing tonight is studying." "Hey, guys." "Hey!" "They freed me from my cleaning duties." "Sweet." "Wanna come out with me?" "Thanks, but no thanks." "I think all my social graces have been used up." "You know what?" "Being cooped up with Professor Potter all night is losing its allure." "Do you mind if I tag along, Jack?" "Of course not." "Bye." "Bye." "See you, guys." "Okay, we are so going to a gay bar." "Your efforts to set me up call for revenge." "l don't know." "What?" "!" "Very nice, very cute." "You know what I envy in you, Pace?" "Your ability to see the big picture." "Oh, well, I am the visionary of our generation." "Seriously. I mean, when things got tough for you you knew the thing to do was to take a break from what was expected." "I mean, it must have been incredible out at sea to be able to start all over with yourself." "I think you're giving me too much credit." "The only thing I knew that I wanted was to get out of town." "It's only later that it became a profound journey." "What do I know?" "It's just a part of growing up." "I just feel like I'm acting like I think Joey Potter is supposed to act." "You know, I'm" "Everything that I thought I was supposed to want and to have has shifted. I just...." "l feel like I'm floundering." "Joey you're stronger than I've ever seen you." "You've got school, the writing, the new friends." "You are becoming the woman I always knew you were going to become." "So where is the flaw in that?" "I guess you're right." "I expected this from him." "How could I think that everything else would change but we'd somehow remain the same?" "I mean promises we made before we knew how we would turn out." "It seems a little crazy." "The things we really want always seem like a good idea at the time." "Pace, I don't think I exactly wanted it." "There was a small part of me that was relieved to get a break." "And was relieved to know that someone else was gonna be taking care of him." "And now...." "You just didn't expect to lose your place?" "lt sounds horrible." "No, it doesn't sound horrible." "It just sounds like the truth." "And I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason." "And things have a wonderful habit of working themselves out regardless of how you may plan them to the contrary." "So is this where you take your conquests to die?" "I hope you're not afraid of the dark." "You're not leaving me up here, are you?" "I don't think it would be very proper to have relations with my grandmother" "No, Dawson, put me down!" "Put me down!" "Put me down!" "You know what I think is scarier than an attic?" "Basement." "Why?" "Because it has stairs." "And things hide underneath the stairs." "You're afraid of things hiding under stairs?" "Yes." "And in closets and underneath the beds." "You are deeply disturbed." "I had no idea." "That is adorable." "Hush." "Well, it's the kind of thing that only boyfriends are privy to." "So you wanna talk about what happened tonight?" "No." "Okay." "Guess you couldn't change reality." "No." "There's even something cathartic about it." "I've had it with catharsis." "I'm taking a break." "At least for the winter months." "You can't have had it with catharsis." "We've still got New Year's ahead of us." "Dawson can we just be boring?" "I want to be very, very, very boring." "Well, I hate to disappoint you, Jen, but unfortunately, boring is not exactly the feeling you inspire." "No?" "No." "Dawson, I think that this room has possibilities." "What kind of possibilities?" "The kind we can talk about tomorrow." "Subtitles by sdl Media Group"