All language subtitles for Dawsons Creek S01E08 Boyfriend 1080p NF WEB-DL DDP5 1 x264-alfaHD (1)_track3_[eng]

Boring. Seen it.

Wouldn't watch it
if you paid me.

Rerun.
Home shopping.

Spanish.
Japanese.

Lebanese?

Adult movie channel scrambled...

Nah.

American Movie Classics, it is.

-Who?
-John Doe.

-The one in the speech.
-Oh.

Hey, Joe.

Hey.

Remember that guy who went
on the killing spree

and was found innocent after
claiming sleep deprivation?

Yeah, he went postal.

Took out, like, half of that
fast-food restaurant.

Well, I think I need to
call his lawyer.

Let me guess.
Bessie and Bodie's new addition

still pulling a day for a night?

I swear to God, Dawson.

My sister gave birth
to Rosemary's Baby.

I mean, I haven't
slept for days,

and my GPA's taking
a nosedive, and...

Last week I got caught
in a pool of drool

in European History.

Ooh. That's pretty.

-Well, crash here.
-You sure?

Yeah.

No drooling, though.

Dawson, are you still,
on this old-movie-classic kick?

Don't you think it's time you
take a stroll down
new releases lane?

I've seen everything
in the video store twice.

Trust me, there's nothing
on the tube.

Dawson, Gary Cooper's
kind of a snoozer.

Exactly. See, in the forties you
could be a well-intentioned geek

and still end up with the girl.

Whatever happened to the
standard Garry Cooper types.

You know? Likeable,
but not too self-involved.

Smart without being arrogant.

I mean, come on! What happened
to that guy?

So, big meeting
with the investors this morning?

Uh-huh.

You're interviewing
the police commissioner, right?

At 10:00.

You look great.

So do you.

Thanks.

You are welcome.

Sorry.

It's okay.

Dr. Keenan's at 3:00?

Right.

He says we're making progress.

Yup, he does.

Dawson.

Uh, Dawson, honey,
have some breakfast.

Take a load off.

Uh, actually, I can't.
I'm running a little
late this morning.

How's school going?

Fine. Great. I gotta go.

Well...

So...

Big, uh, meeting
with the investors this morning?

Same one as 2 1/2 minutes ago.

You know, this town

is the absolute embodiment
of dull.

Apart from the occasional
sex scandal

provided by yours truly,
nothing happens here.

Oh man...

You know, I swear, one day

this town is just
gonna shut down completely

-due to lack of interest.

Hey, watch it, man!

Listen, uh...

Maybe you can help me out.

With what, driving lessons?

No, but that's...
that's really cute.

I'm looking for the high school.

Capeside High?

Yeah.

You gonna help me out or I gotta
ask Captain Ahab over there?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Sorry. Uh...

Alright. You want to take
this road

about another mile down, right?

Take a left on Blanton Street...
And you know,

you're probably gonna have
to write this down, sport.

No. Total recall.

Okay, so you get to that first
stop sign after the rotary,

and you take a left.
The high school's right there.
You can't miss it.

Actually, you know what?

Uh... I'm head in that direction
right now,

so if you wanted to give me
a ride,

I'd be happy to navigate
for you.

And ride with such
a...reckless driver?

Come on.
Does that sound smart to you?

Yes, good baby.

Bodie, I need to dry my hair.

Oh...

You know, this is my dresser.

Well, I'm gonna be late
for work.

You look like hell.

Yeah, well, the human alarm
clock kept me up all night.

I overslept, and I didn't even
have time to cram

for my Spanish test.

Look, Joey, I know things
have been crazy around here

since Alexander was born,
but it's the first time

for Bodie and I,
and the learning curve's

been a little steep,
but I promise,

things will settle down
around here just as soon

as we get through this
adjustment period.

Yeah, when will that be?

2...3 years max.

Wonderful.

Mi hermano Ricardo es muy alto.

Sí, Sí.

Thanks, Dawson.
I really appreciate this.

Not a problem. I just wish
they'd teach

some more useful
Spanish phrases.

So, where's the girlfriend
this morning?

Don't know. I haven't seen her.
Pay attention.

Um, "My uncle's bicycle
is from Mexico."

Uh... La bicicleta de mi tio
es de México.

That's it. You're brilliant.

It was just that, you know,
you haven't said much lately.

Things between you and Jen okay?

I mean, everything going
swimmingly?

Great.

I mean, I admit it got a little
bit rough there
for a little while. But...

Yeah. I mean, things
are going great.

Good. That's really good.

Bueno.

Oh, yeah... bueno.

-Hey, I was hoping to see ya.
-Hey, how are ya?

Mwah! Good.

-Come on.
-I like your vest.

Thank you.

Here's your book.
Good luck.

Thanks.

And you...

I assume we're still on
for bowling tonight?

Absolutely. Can't wait.

I'll see you guys.

Bye, Joey.

So, can I walk you to math?

Uh, actually, uh...

Damn. Um...

You know,
I-- I forgot...

Can I catch up with you later,
Dawson?

Yeah?

Yeah. I'll... I'll see you
in class, okay?

-Okay.

Alright.

Billy, what...what the hell
are you doing here?

Is that any way to greet
the love of your life?

Oh, I'm sorry. Uh...
Hello, Billy. Please leave.

No.

Come on, Jenny.
I drove all night

just to see you.

New York's only 4 hours
from here.

I got lost?

Billy, do you have any idea
what my grandmother would do

if she found out you were here?

I mean, the whole reason that my
parents sent me to Capeside

was to get me away from you.

Billy, things have changed,
okay?

Believe it or not, I've changed.

And I-- I'm not the
same person--

that you knew in New York.

Alright then. Alright then
tell me about it.

Look, go for a ride with me,

and you can fill me in on all
the advances.

Huh?

Come on, two minutes.
Is that too much to ask for?

Alright, Billy.

But I'm keepin' time.

Dawson.

Uh...hi.

Hey, look, I'm looking
for Jen.

You don't know where she
is this period, do you?

No, I don't. Sorry.

Well, give her a message,
will you?

Tell her I'm having a barbecue
at my house this Saturday,

and I'd uh, I'd love it
if she can make it.

Hey, what the hell. Why don't--
why don't you come too?

Cool. Sounds--
Sound great.

And one other thing.
I don't know

if you can help me with it.

Jen doesn't have a boyfriend,
does she?

Uh...yeah. She does. Me.

Really?

Yeah.

Uh, that's terrific, man.

What about sailing lessons?

Or fencing?

No, no, no.

What about scuba diving?
How does that sound?

Expensive. You need tanks
and fins.

Those aren't cheap.

And then some overpaid
instructor at 40 bucks an hour?

Of course, you're the family
breadwinner.

So, it's not really my call,
is it?

Well, I would love to do it,
Mitch.

Dr. Keenan wants us
to experience new things.

That neither of us
have ever done before.

Well, hey,
why didn't you say so?

We've never tried swinging
or spouse swapping.

Wouldn't that be more appealing
to your recreational tastes?

When are you gonna stop
punishing me?

When I can get the vision
of my naked wife

playing hide the...

When it stops hurting.

Billy, being here
has been good for me,

and so, if I could somehow,

without being too rude

ask you to leave?

Okay, but help me out here, Jen.

I'm way too beat
to make this ride tonight.

And...

I'm a little strapped
for hotel money, so...

Just find me a place
to crash for the night,

and I'm out of here by morning--

Is everything okay?

Dawson! H-hi.

Yeah, everything's fine.
It was--

Hey, how's it going?

Billy Konrad.

Billy's an old friend
of mine from New York.

Uh...can I talk to you
for one second, Dawson?

Yeah.

Look, I know this
is kind of awkward,

but would it be okay tonight

if Billy stayed at your house--

Stay with me for the night?

Jen, I don't even know him!
I just met him!

He's a complete stranger to me.
I don't know anything about him!

Okay, well, what
do you wanna know?

I don't even know where
to start.

I mean, first of all, is he
really just a friend or is he
something more than that?

Dawson, first of all...

I've already told you
about Billy.

Is he the guy?

He's Mr. Got-Caught-Doing-
It-In-Your-Parents-Bed?

Yeah, but it-- it's completely
over between Billy and I,

and I told him everything
about us,

and that I'm with you now.

But he is still my friend,
and only...

my friend, and...

I'd really appreciate it

if you could give him
a place to crash for the night.

Believe me, Dawson.
Anything Billy ever meant to me,

you now mean 10 times that.

Please, Dawson. For me?

Thank you, sir.

Yeah, no problem.

Thank you, Dawson.

So this must
be pretty weird for you, huh?

What's that?

Having me here.

Having your girlfriend's ex
sharing your bedroom,

I mean, that's got to be
a real trip, man.

It's only 'til tomorrow, so...

Oh, yeah, right.

That's what Jenny said.
Tomorrow, right?

So, what are you anyway,
some sort of film buff?

Something like that, yeah.

Ohh...

Now, this is cute.

That's a collector's item.

Look Billy, if you're staying
another day, I should know.
Jen should know.

Okay, how about this?

I'm not leaving tomorrow.

In fact, I have no intention
of leaving

until Jen's thrown you over
and come back to me.

So,

What do you do about it, Dawson.

Do you have daddy throw me out?

Do you personally remove me
from the premises?

Have a sense of humor, man!

Look at you!

You are all torqued up
over nothing.

Yeah. I'll probably
split tomorrow.

But in the meantime,

You and I should take
advantage

of our newfound closeness here.

I'll bet you're dying
to get to know

what Jen was like in New York.

So...

Shoot. Ask away.

Billy, I already know all about
you and Jen,

And her life in New York.

So, nothing I'm curious about,

no information I'm subtly
fishing for, okay?
She told me everything.

She gave you the headlines.

Caught in bed...

Shipped up here to get away
from me.

Et cetera and so on,

but did she give you
the details?

Did she fill in the blanks
that make a story a story?

Because my guess is

there's a lot you don't know,
Dawson.

My guess is you don't know
the half of it.

Joey,
I really need to talk to you.

Look, my life is rapidly
becoming a punch line

to some seriously
disturbed joke--

Shh! If you wake him up,
your life will be over!

So, what is the problem?

Okay. You know how I yesterday
I said that everything

between Jen and me
was great, was fine?

Well, no, it's not. It's a mess.

Her ex-boyfriend from New York
is here,

and he's staying at my house.

Oh, so that's who that cute guy
was in school yesterday.

You're not helping.

Look, what's the big deal?
I mean, I thought

you were with Jen.
You guys are a couple, right?

Yeah. Of course.

So?

Well, you know,
it's just that Mr. Smooth

rides into town,
and all of a sudden bowling

started to sound pretty lame.

Dawson, bowling always
sounds lame.

Look, um...

Billy's staying at my house,
which I hate,

Okay? But if I kick him out,
I look petty and insecure.

If I-- if I let him stay,

I feel like a patsy.

I mean...

Well, uh...

I'm beginning to think
relationship problems run
in my family.

Dawson, I hate to break
it to you,

but your problems really aren't
that original.

You know, divorce
and dysfunction run rampant

in this town, so I--

Dysfunction I can handle, okay?

Divorce...

How much pain and humiliation

can a relationship endure
before it's reached

the point of no return?

Are we talking about the father
or the son here?

Dawson, relax.

Don't worry about it, you know?

It's all gonna blow over,
and you're gonna be on

to bigger and better problems
before you know it.

You think so?

Don't worry.

I should...sit tight?

It's all gonna be fine.

Right. Thanks.

You're the best.

Ohh...

You know, I really did
want to let you know, Dawson,

how much I appreciate
your generosity

in giving him a place to crash
and everything.

Billy's not exactly here

to watch the leaves
change color,

is he, Jen?

No. Didn't think so.

I think he's here
to get you back.

I don't know whether you think
I'm...super-evolved

or just plain oblivious
to everything, but you know
this is really--

Look, Dawson, I told--
I told him it's over with us.

I told him everything
about us, you know that.

I don't think he's
getting the message,

and quite frankly,
I don't think you want him to.

Hey, Dawson, um...

I don't want to lie
to you, so...

Yeah, Billy still has feelings
for me.

I mean...we never really got
a chance to say goodbye.

My parents threw me out
of New York so fast

there was never any time
for closure.

I thought you wanted to make a
break from all those guys who
sexualized you way too young.

But-- but Billy wasn't one
of them. He was the only guy

who ever treated me
with respect.

He-- he treated me well.

So, you're going back
to him?

I'm...

You have to think
about that?

It-- it's just not that simple,
alright?

It's confusing, okay?

We're invited to a party tonight
at Cliff Elliott's,

and I want you to come
with me.

I want things to go
back to normal,

and I want Billy gone.

Look, I can't just send him
away like that.

Right, of course. He's treated
you with nothing but respect,

but you know what, Jen?
Last time I checked, so did I.

And how do I get repaid?
By having the guy

who's had you everywhere
from Battery Park

to your parents' bed dumped
on me as my new bunkmate.

Dawson, come on!
Be fair to me, alright?

Look, this isn't the easiest
situation in the world

for me either, I mean...

I mean, imagine if some
ex-girlfriend of yours

suddenly showed up to town
and just put everything

in a whirlwind.
How would you feel--

You know what, Jen?
That's impossible, okay?

Because I don't have
an ex-girlfriend.

You're my girlfriend,
my first and only.

All I'm trying to do is prevent
Billy's ex

from becoming my ex, too.

My feelings for you haven't
changed, Dawson?

Can't you see that?
Try and understand.

Unfortunately, I think I do.

-Look...

I need to rent
The English Patient.

May I suggest to you a movie
that does not completely blow?

No, because it was on cable
last night,

and it put the baby to sleep.

In fact, it's the only thing
that's put the baby to sleep

because the baby never sleeps.

And if the baby doesn't sleep,
then I don't sleep,

and if I don't sleep,
I get angry. I get irritable,

and I no longer maintain
my sunny disposition.

So, Pacey, if you have
the slightest bit of decency,

you'll rent this movie to me
immediately

and bring 181 minutes of peace
in my otherwise wretched life.

-Please?
-Alright. But...

in my professional opinion,
you don't need a video store.

You need a pharmacy.

Anyway... I hear Jen's ex

has been
lurking around Capeside.

Met this strapping
young fellow yet?

Oh, yeah.
He's a real charmer.

Just about lost 3 toes

to a pair of his steel-belted
radials.

So, what's the party line?
Think she'll go back to him?

Return to her wanton
New York ways?

You know, I really don't know.

But...

If Jen did ditch Dawson
for Billy the Kid,

wouldn't that please a certain
someone we both know?

You know me, Pacey,
I mean...

I'm not one to stand in the way
of true love, you know...

But if...if Jen has a connection
to this guy, which...

seems like she does,
you know...

What can we do about it?

Look, Joey,

I've never really taken

a particular interest
in your life 'cause...

frankly, your life has never
been particularly interesting,

but...

there is one thing I need
to know.

You're really really enjoying
the fact

that Jen's ex is in town,
aren't you?

Well, it's intriguing, Pacey,

I mean, even you have
to admit that.

But you know what?

This is the wedge
you've been waiting for

that's gonna drive Jen
and Dawson apart, right?

No, Pacey, you're such--
It-- It's--

It's not like that at all.
You don't know what you're--

The 3 of us, we've been friends
too long,

and up until now, I've just kind
of stood idly by

and watched this all go down,

but it's time to lay this
on the line, okay?

You have some raging
hormonal obsession

for our friend Dawson.

And you just can't wait to get
your hooks into him but good,

Can you? Huh?

Bite me, Pacey.

♪ Busted... ♪

Hey, be kind. Rewind.

What is the big deal?

The instruction
was pretty basic.

It should never be more than
3 feet away from your buddy

at any time.

Oh, now that's ironic.

Me getting bitched
at for floating away from you.

The teacher said that
if there was a leak in the tank

and the oxygen ran out,
or if I got caught
in a kelp bed.

We were in a pool, Gale.
Alright?

What's the worst
that could happen?

We bump our heads
on a water slide?

That is not the point.

Look, I can't do this
by myself.

So, if you're gonna fight this
therapy every step of the way,

then we're both just wasting
our time,

so let me know, Mitch.

Because if that is the case,
then we might as well--

Can I take
your order?

Oh, uh...
let's see, um...

You know everything's
really good.

Uh, um...

Hey, Joey,
Table 5.

Miss, uh, I think I'll
just have some...

-Coffee to start and um--
-Alright, one second.

-Can I take your order?
-Already ordered, ma'am.

This is Table 8, Joey.
I said Table 5.

Okay.

Miss,
that coffee, please?

Alright, in a second.

Uh...just a second.

Hey, Joe.

Oh, thank you, Satan
for completing this night

of horrors by sending one
of your disciples

to finish me off.

Um, what are you doing tonight?

Excuse me,
I didn't order this!

Forget I said that,
but I was just out

looking for a date,
and since I couldn't find one,

-I thought of you.
-Oh.

So, how's about it?

You wanna go crash a
beach party with me, huh?

Oh, gee whiz. You know,
as much as that sounds

like so much fun,
you know, I'm kinda busy.

-Come on, Joe. It'll be fun.
-Yeah.

After I serve the hundred
millionth seafood platter,

finish picking the broken glass
out of the ice machine,

scrape the mung out
of the fry-o-laters,

I was thinking of maybe
taking my tip money,

flying to the Canary Islands
and opening an offshore account.

What do you think of that?
Sorry.

Y-You know,
when's the last--

Okay, alright, alright.
You know, wait, Joey,

When was the last time
you went out and had

some fun, alright?

Don't ask.

Besides, Dawson's gonna
be there, alright?

-Big whoop.
-Alone, Joey.

Go.

It's swamped.

Sara's coming in to cover.

Yeah, but you need me.
I mean, she can't handle

-this by herself--
-Goodbye.

Thank you.

Come on, come on,
come on.

Party on, Bessie.

Dawson?
-Yeah?

Hey.

Hey.

-How's it going?
-Um...

-Complicated, you?
-Complicated.

Squarely in the midst
of what Dr. Keenan would refer

to as Stage 4.

Stage 4.

Dare I ask what Stage 5 is?

Anyway...
On to you.

Where's Billy the Kid?

Um...

Best guess? Probably hanging
out with his ex-girlfriend,

who happens to be
my current girlfriend,

which means,
among other things,

that I'll be attending
tonight's barbecue solo,

while Jen spends the afternoon
with my new roommate.

I wonder what stage
Dr. Keenan would put us in.

Well, high school.

Let's face it, Dad.

We're a couple
of nice guys,

which stopped being a desirable
character trait
about half a century ago.

Dawson,

I am the last person
who should be giving

you or anyone else romance tips.

However, it seems
that every relationship

produces its share
of disappointments

and insecurity and pain.

Anyone who's never been hurt
is either very lucky

or very lonely.

The trick is...

To get through it.

How?

Compromise, tears...

Scuba lessons
at the local "Y."

Different for everyone.

And that works?

I have no idea, kid.

No idea whatsoever.

Do you know how much I
just wanna scoop you up

and take you back
to New York with me?

And I would just end up
turning around and coming here.

This is my home, Billy.

So this is really it?

You are leaving me
for a guy who's got

an E.T. doll on his bed?

-It's a collector's item, Billy.
-It is a doll.

Look, Billy, it's been
good to see you again,

but I really should go to that
beach party and find Dawson,

since I owe him
about 400 explanations.

Alright then, before you leave,
since who knows when

and if we'll ever
see each other again,

How about for old time's sake,
you and me,

just one...last...kiss?

One last kiss
and then you'll go?

Scouts' honor.

Goodbye, Billy.

So, what'd I tell you? Is this
a good party or what?

Oh, yeah.
Time of my life.

I'm ready for the group hug
whenever you are.

Oh, Melissa Fife. 1 o'clock.
That's the girl

of my dreams right there.
How do I look?

Like a before picture
in an ad for geek remover.

Easy, doll. Jealousy's
not gonna get you anywhere.

Hey.

Great party, huh?

Oh, yeah, the time
of my life.

I've had such a rockin' time
since I joined

the JV Football Team.

Oh, yeah, and cheerleading
has opened up so many doors.

What do you say? One quick drink
and we hit the video store?

Thought you'd never ask.

-Be right back.
-Okay.

Hi.

Hey, you're here.

Yeah, I'm-- I'm here,
I'm alone,

And-- and I'm sorry
about everything, Dawson.

About the way that
I treated you.

I mean, I was foolish, and it
was stupid of me to think that--

Come on,
let's go talk.

Drink?

Uh, no, thanks.

No, really. I got an extra,
so it's--

Uh, you know, actually
my friend's getting one,

so I'm fine, thanks.

Really? Who's your friend?

Dawson Leery. You probably
don't know him.

Sure, Dawson.

Sophomore, currently hitting
the beach

with that cute, blonde chick.

Drink?

Yeah, sure.

You know what,
Dawson, I'm sorry.

I-- I know I could have
handled things better,

but I--
it's like Billy showed up

and my judgment just
flew right out the window.

I mean, I cut class, and I--

You're too hard
on yourself.

I swear, she's too hard
on herself.

Isn't she too hard
on herself?

What is he doing here?
I thought you told him to go.

I did. I-- I swear
to God I told--

Yes, but I simply took
the liberty

of reading between the lines.

What are you talking about?

Let's just say as a student
of the goodbye kiss,

it possessed a little more kiss
and a little less goodbye.

-What, you kissed him?!
-It was a goodbye kiss, Dawson.

It was a goodbye kiss.

Alright, if that's all it was,
then I will take

my leave right now,
but you tell me, Jenny

tell me all that kiss said
was goodbye.

Alright, not that I care,
but you might want

to pace yourself
with this stuff.

-Pacey, I know

I don't say it enough,

but you're a really
terrific friend.

Oh, okay.
Thanks, yeah.

Is this guy bothering you,
Chloe?

Okay, just a couple of things.

First, her name's not Chloe,
it's Joey.

And second, no,
I'm not hitting on her.

I'm just her friend, God knows.

Well, thanks for the info.

We'll catch you later.

Come on, let's take
a little walk.

Bye.

Jen, tell him that
kiss meant nothing.

Dawson, you've
got to understand.

I mean, this is-- this is
such a confusing situation.

And what? Your world is turned
so completely upside down

that you can't even answer
a simple question?

You know what? I think
she did answer the question.

I just think you happen not
to like the answer.

Why don't you stay out
of this, okay?

This is between Jen and Me.
This does not concern you.

You know what? I think that's
where we disagree, Dawson.

Because not only does this
concern me,

it concerns me, gravely.

So, if there was ever a third
and expendable wheel,

in this scenario,
it would be you.

See, Jen and I go way back.
She was with me long before

she ever had even entered into
your fantasies.

You and everyone else.

You know, Dawson,
I may have made some mistakes,

but at least I don't live
in a fantasy world

-where everyone is pure--
-Jen, I'm sorry. I don't wanna

trade insults here. I just want
to know where I stand.

One of us has got to go.
Who's it going to be

him or me?

Jen, who's the third wheel
in this scenario?

You know, I-- I think I am.

-Jen?

Are you happy now?

Actually, not too bad,
you?

Are you trying...

Come on. Shh...
Come on.

I hate dancing.

We're doing whatever
you want to do, sweetheart.

Alright, Joe,

say goodbye to the nice
serial rapist man.

You again, a-hole?
She doesn't wanna leave.

I want us to leave,
Pacey.

Alright, come on, cowboy,
part's over.

Oh! God!

-Mmm!
-You alright?

Ugh, yeah. Oh.

Joe?

Dawson, thank you.

You're my hero.

Man, you know,
this is probably not one

of the brightest things
you've ever done.

Shut up.

Dude, we gotta be quiet.

If Bodie sees her like this,
she's dead.

Yeah, I know. Listen,
you two stay here.

I'm gonna go ahead. You
think you can handle
lush life by yourself?

Dude, whatever you do,
don't wake up the baby.

Okay, okay.

All righty.
Okay, we're gonna walk.

Okay.

-Oh!

Hey, hey, little man.

Come on, why don't you just play
like you're drunk Aunt Joey
and uh, go on back to sleep.

There you go.

Let's get your feet up.

Oh, Joey...

I know it's been
a tough week for you,

and you always try to handle
everything by yourself.

Is that why you got
drunk tonight, Joe?

Just need a little break
from your life?

Tartar sauce. Tartar sauce,
Table 5, Table 5.

-Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

Come on, little guy.
Come on. You want that?

Right in there. Come on.

Oh, God, there's got to be

something to
quiet this kid down.

It's probably the wrong time
to tell you this, but, um...

Or I don't know, maybe
it's the perfect time.

I realize how incredibly
confusing things

are between us right now.

I can't even begin
to explain our relationship.

You probably can't either.
But um...

I just want you
to know that um...

If you ever need me,
I'll always be here for you.

All you ever have to do is ask.

So then,
the guy who ends up

being The English Patient
and that girl,

they're stranded
in the cave

and she looks up at him,
she's like,

"Oh, no. Please don't leave me.

Promise me you'll
come back someday."

And he turns around--
Hey, hey, listen to this,

listen to this. He turns around,
he's like,

"Don't worry, darling,
I'll come back for you.

Unless, of course, my plane
is shot down by Nazis,

and my face is burned beyond
recognition after cutting off

William Dafoe's fingers."
You like that?

Okay, it's cool
Let's go.

Alright, sleep tight,
little man.

I guess scuba diving wasn't such
an inspired idea after all.

Yeah, well, I-- I don't
think that, uh,

scuba diving, water skiing,
or bungee jumping

is the key to solving
our problems.

I know.

I just thought if maybe
we tried something new...

I-- I'm not sure that it's the
new stuff that needs the work.

Maybe we've neglected
some of the old things?

Gale, I love you.

And I am willing to do
whatever I have to.

So...

Why don't we just start

with something
really simple, okay?

Something that doesn't
require regulators

or uh...

parachutes, or...

oxygen tanks.

Okay. Like what?

May I?

One thing at a time, Gale.

Ha! Joey was
so out of it tonight.

She-- she babbled on
about the ice house,

kissed me, and rolled
over and passed out--

-Wait, wait. She kissed you?
-Yeah.

She kissed you like
an aunt-on-Thanksgiving kiss

-or she kissed you--
-No...

She-- she kissed me.

I mean, it meant nothing.

I mean, she
was completely wasted.

Obviously mistook me
for Brad Pitt,

-which is understandable.
-Ah, Dawson, my fine,

oblivious friend.

One of these days,

you're gonna have to take a
gigantic fact check, my friend.

Alright, she didn't mistake
you for anybody, okay?

This girl is head-in-the-clouds,

100% ass backwards
in love with you, alright?

-Oh, dude, Pacey...

Joey and I have
a great time together.

And it's great to have somebody
that you know so well

that you don't even have to
verbalize what you're thinking

most of the time.

The other person just
gets it, picks up on it,

and-- and it-- it's like that
with Joey and me.

It's great, and I like it,
but it's...

I mean, it's not love.

Hey, alright. Don't you think
it's a little strange

that in the middle of a
disastrous weekend

with your girlfriend, Jen,
you and I are sitting here

talking about
your friend, Joey?

Love is what I have
with Jen, okay?

It-- It's exciting.
It-- It's new and unknown.

It-- yeah, I mean sometimes
it's out of hand,

but trust me, there's difference

between friendship and love.

Right, and you're so sure
that you know that difference?

You-- you don't know
what you're talking about.

Leaving so soon?

Yeah. I thought I'd check out
the scenery up the coast.

My travel agent says it's
spectacular this time of year.

Assume you haven't tried
to steal anything,

uh, other than my girlfriend?

Hey, relax, alright?
You win.

I just talked to Jen,
and apparently she's not

as confused as she seems.

So, it looks like the nice guy
is gonna get the girl after all.

Oh, by the way,
if traffic's with me,

I can make it up here from
New York in under 3 1/2 hours.

You better treat her good,
Dawson.

I will.

-♪ ♪

You know, for someone
who views himself

as a tragically nice guy,
I spend an awful lot

of time apologizing.

Jen, I'm sorry about what
I said earlier. Insecurity

brings out the worst--

You--

You know how you're
always curious about

what my life was like
in New York?

Truth is, it's really no
different than it is right now.

I mean, geography aside, I am--
I am still the same stupid girl

who's always found it easier
to escape into a relationship

-than to face life on her own.
-Jen, that's not true.

Okay, it's this
whole Billy thing.

I mean, now that the ghosts
of boyfriends past is gone,

we can go back.

To what?

Dawson, I...

I'm 16. I've uh...

I've never stayed home
on a Saturday night,

I've never gone stag
to a school dance.

I mean, I'm-- I'm...

I'm pretty, I'm-- I'm lucky,

I'm-- I'm fortunate and...

and I am still way too
unhappy most of the time.

I told Billy today that
it was over with us.

I know, he told me.

And now I have to say
the same thing to you.

What? Jen--

You know, I-- I know I--
I criticize you for living

in a fantasy world, Dawson,

but the truth is-- is...

I envy you. I...

Everything is so new,
so untouched for you.

I-- I would gladly trade in
all my experience

for just an ounce
of your idealism.

And I wish I knew some
better way to say this--

W-w-we can make this work.
We can fix this.

-No, no, no.
-I know we can, Jen!

No, it's over. It's over.

Jen, you're upset, you know?

Sleep on this. We'll talk
in the morning.

We don't need to go
over all this now--

Dawson, please, listen to me.
Listen to me.

I gotta take a few steps back.

I've-- I've-- I've-- got to try
life on my own for a while.

You-- you can't just make me
fall for you and then...

bail as soon as it-- I...

I'll miss you, you know.

Yeah.

I'll be sleeping 80 feet
away from you,

and it'll feel
like a thousand miles.

I'll regret my decision
constantly.

I'll kick myself
to no end, and...

and when I come crawling
back to you...

You'll have every
right to say uh,

"Take a hike, Jen.
I'm with somebody else now,

-and I don't need--"
-Somebody who appreciates me.

Somebody who doesn't blow into
town with her dysfunctional past

to play mind games
with the boy next door.

Somebody who is capable of a
healthy, committed relationship,

and unfortunately,

somebody nothing like you.