All language subtitles for Dawsons Creek S03E02 Homecoming 1080p NF WEB-DL DDP5 1 x264-alfaHD (1)_track3_[eng]

I'm gonna explode, man.
My insides are gurgling.

Who gurgles at 16
unless they're gonna explode?

You're not
gonna explode.

Really. How do you
know that, huh?

Some guy in Norway

blew up in the middle
of a supermarket last year.

Nervous anticipation doesn't
cause spontaneous combustion.

Who said I was nervous?

Pacey, it's nervous
that you're--

natural that you're
nervous, man.

You see Andie in, what,
less than six hours?

Five hours and 20 minutes,
if the traffic's right.

Ok, so I'm a little nervous,
man, but what do you expect?

Is her dad still letting you
pick her up?

Absolutely. This train
cuts at lunch.

You need
some company?

Actually, Joey's
gonna come with me.

Yeah. She wants
to see Andie,

and per our
conversation last week--

Absolutely. Please.
Nobody welcomes

a Potter-Witter détente
more than me.

Glad she has somebody.

It'll only help
as Joey and I

weave our separate ways

through these pathless woods
we call life.

Hey. Speaking of wood,
Dawson...

What ever happened
with a certain bus girl?

Don't ask.

She vanished.
Disappeared.

Jonathan Krakauer-ed
Into Thin Air.

You let her get away?

I had a slightly irate
father to answer to, Pacey.

I'm lucky I got away
with my life, you know.

So what's happened since?

With Eve? I haven't
been able to find her.

Did you check down
at the strip joint?

Embarrassingly, yes.

She doesn't even
work there anymore.

Turns out
she was a temp.

Strip joints have temps?

The only information I have
about her is her first name,

and who even knows
if that's for real?

That is really too bad, Dawson,

because Eve was the ultimate
transitional woman.

How do you figure?

Well, you are coming off
of an emotionally traumatic,

life-altering relationship.

The last thing
that you need to be doing

is get emotionally
involved again. Right?

But being that you are a
young, virile,

increasingly buff teenage male,

you have certain wants
and desires.

Enter Eve-- A gift from the gods
on rebound high,

a curvaceous vixen who
was meant for you to be explored

in only a sexual manner,

a femme fatale whose
entire genetic coding

screams "objectify me."

I'm telling you, Dawson,
if you ever find her again,

do not let her
out of your... sight...

Dawson?

Eve.

Morning, Dawson.

Welcome to school.

Immediate thought--
What are you doing here?

At 11:00, I'm popping
out of a cake

for Mr. Sax in AP History.

Duh. I'm, like,
a student.

You are not.

What's the matter,
Dawson?

Never seen a senior girl
up close before?

I've seen plenty
of senior girls,

but none of them
looked like you.

Plus, you've gotta
be at least--

Watch it.

Older than I am.

Somehow, I thought
you'd be more excited

by my sudden appearance.

I'm... very excited.
It's just that

it's usually followed
by a sudden disappearance.

I mean...

Who are you, Eve?

First, you're this stunning
passenger on my bus,

striking up conversation,
and then...

You're wearing a wig,

serving cocktails
in a strip club.

Now you're a senior
at my high school.

You've got it
all wrong, Dawson.

I'm none of those things.

I'm just a girl...

Standing in a janitor's closet...

Asking you to kiss her.

Late for bio. See ya.

Hold on.

Can I at least get
your last name this time?

Hey! It's, uh, Leery,
but you can call me Dad.

Listen, the principal and I
were just talkin' about you.

We are in need
of an honest student opinion.

Ok.

The pep rally's tomorrow,
inarguably a critical event

in setting the tone
for this football season.

And with the Minutemen
having such bad luck

the last few years,

and in light of me
being the new coach...

We thought we would do something
to revolutionize this,

set this pep rally apart
from all the other ones.

-So what do you think?
-Sounds good.

I'm gonna need your help.

I'll see you in my office
at 3:00.

Oh, hold on I--

Very wise of you
to help out, son,

in light of the fact
that you owe me.

It is so not my day.

Well, I can't
thank you enough.

After a year
with Jennifer,

having Jack was like
boarding Saint Francis.

When does Andie get in?

Tonight. Pacey wanted
to surprise her

and bring her home early.

She's made a full recovery then?

That's what
the doctors say,

although they like
to remind you that

with mental illness,
you're never out of the woods.

Well, you've given that girl
an excellent chance

by moving your business
this way

so that she can stay
in Capeside.

About that, Dad.
I was wondering.

Maybe we could wait
till the weekend

and move all my stuff back
into the house.

Actually, that's what I've
come to talk to you about.

Why don't I give
you two a moment?

I was... thinking
that... perhaps it-- it...

Might be better
for you to stay here a while,

as long as it's all right
with Mrs. Ryan.

You don't want me home?

You have a situation
that works for you.

I don't think it's wise
to disturb that.

You mean you have
a situation that works for you.

The changes that you're going
to make in your life now,

changes you have
every right to make,

would be too difficult
with me around.

Why can't you just admit
that you're afraid?

You can't deal
with having a gay son,

and having me around
would mean doing just that.

Must you assume that
every decision I make

is based upon my lack
of character?

No. Just the ones
that concern me.

Well, since this
is still my home,

I suggest you leave.

Andie McPhee is scheduled
to be released tomorrow,

not today.

That's why it's a surprise.

We try to avoid surprises.

The only way she leaves today
is with her own written consent.

Which I will get if you'll just
let me walk

in the door and talk to her.

And that will be
tomorrow morning at 9 a.m.

When visiting hours resume.

Not a minute earlier.

You gotta
be kiddin' me.

Does this look like
a face that kids?

-This is ridiculous.
What happened?

Well, the clinic doesn't allow
visitors after hours.

Subsequently, I can't talk
to Andie, and subsequently,

I can't get her permission
to take her home.

What?

Follow me.

You don't understand.

I have to see a doctor
immediately.

This is a private care facility.

Unless it's a medical
emergency,

we do not take walk-ins.

This is a moral injustice.

-I have psychiatric concerns.
-Well, obviously.

Fine. If that's the way it is,
I guess you'll just have to do.

Excuse me?

Well, somebody's
gotta listen to me.

I've had a tough life, lady,
and I have a lot to talk about.

See, it all started
when I fell in love

with this boy down the creek.

And... that was after
my mother died of cancer,

but before my father went
to prison for the second time.

The boy's name was Dawson,
and he was your typical,

over-analytical,
adorable teenager,

who happened to be
my best friend.

That's propaganda.

In a word, yes, and it's
the only chance we have

of getting people
into those seats.

Now, listen. Dawson,
all I need right now

is somebody to recut
this footage

into some sort of promotional
film for tomorrow.

Now, your father says
you're the man for the job.

Footage of what?

The Minutemen.

Our fearless champions
of the turf.

Ambassadors of sport.
Paragons of athletic prowess.

They're winless
three years running.

Listen, I know
what the reality is.

But the footage wouldn't
emphasize what is,

but what could be.

The Leni Reifenstahl approach.

You know, the Nazis
did this, too.

Dawson...

Throughout history,

film has proven to be
a highly effective medium.

Now, Capra, he used it
to recruit American troops

to fight World War II.

Annie Hall inspired
countless scores of women

to start to wear men's apparel.
I'm tellin' you--

You know what? I'll do it.
I'll do it.

Can I-- can I go now?

Slow down,
Buster Brown.

I'm warning you,
this is the last time

I'm gonna chase you.

Ok, I spent a year
chasing a woman.

It's a very bad habit.

I don't plan on getting
into it again.

Oh, you're one
of those, are you?

One of whom?

You know. Those guys
who spend the rest of their life

comparing every relationship
to their first one.

That isn't-- not entirely true.

So you're completely over her?

-Over who?
-Nice try.

The brunette it took you
all of 5 minutes

to bring up when we met
on the bus.

Ok, I motion for a change
of subject.

Motion denied.

Are you or are you not
over your ex-flame?

Yes.
I'm over her.

Sorry.
Don't buy it.

Then why did you even ask?

To see if you'd be
honest with me.

You weren't.
I like that.

You like dishonesty.

What else turns you on,
greed and corruption?

Sex. Sex turns me on, Dawson.

It tends to do that to people.

And you would know how?

I will choose
to ignore that slight.

Maybe it wasn't a slight.

Maybe it was
an invitation.

What are you
suggesting?

Only the obvious.

A night of scorching-hot,
unbridled,

mind-altering sex.

Just like that?
I mean...

No first date, no months
of getting to know each other?

Those are small town rituals
for small town girls.

Let's face it, Dawson,
we're hot for each other.

It'd be a lot of fun.

Who knows... maybe
it'll even help you

get over that...
certain brunette.

You're on.

Good. Now, I'll take
care of the time and place.

You just take care
of being prepared.

How do I find you
in the meantime?

You don't find me, Dawson.

I find you.

It is so my day.

You'll see.

Ok.

Pacey?!
Oh, my god.

What in the world
are you doing here?

I came to surprise you.

Hooh! Yeah! Ok.

Oh God, it's good to see you.

Yeah!

Um...

Ahhh...

Oh... uh... Mark,

uh, Pacey, Mark.
Mark, this is...

-Hi, man.
-A big surprise.

Um... I thought
my dad said

that he was gonna
pick me up tomorrow.

Yeah, I know. I...
we thought that--

Well, I thought--

Oh, well.

Uh, it-- it's dinnertime...
for me.

Well... bye, Mark.

We'll talk soon,
I hope.

We will.

Andie.

-Oh! Joey! Hi!
-Hey.

-You came, too!
-Yeah,

and if we don't leave soon,
they're gonna make me stay.

Yeah. Uh, guess we should
get you packed up, huh?

Right.

One, two, three, four!

We don't care
if we don't score!

Five, six, seven, eight!

A few points would
be really great.

That's all right.
That's ok.

You're gonna work
for us someday.

Go, Capeside!

-What do you think?

Jen, this is
for a pep rally.

Don't you think they should be
s-slightly more...

-Peppy?
-No, optimistic.

I know, Jack.
I've tried.

Believe me,
I've tried.

Think I want to be
held responsible for killing off

the last vestiges
of Capeside's school spirit?

But ever since they elected
me leader of their little...

Junta...

All they wanna do
are these nasty, sardonic,

self-aware cheers.

Worse, they've even started
to dress like me.

It's like they're genetically
predisposed

to having absolutely
no identity.

Yeah. That's
the blonde gene.

Not funny.

-Oh, watch it!

This isn't
fan appreciation day, folks.

We're not givin' the balls away.

Come on, Coach L.
His arm blows.

-Let me in already.
-Power down, Henry.

They're killing us
out there.

We're running play action
patterns against ourselves.

No one is killing us.

So, I thought that
you weren't sure yet

whether or not you
wanted to go home.

I mean, the point is,
he should've asked me.

-Oh, God! Look out!

What kind of father
doesn't want his son

to live with him, anyway?

Trust me. Been there.

At least you have Grams.

So you do.

-And me.
-Come on, coach!

For the last time, Henry,
you're a second-string freshman

-who's lucky he's not on JV.
-We don't have a JV.

In the instance Falk gets
injured, that's when you start.

What about in the instance
that he sucks?

Four laps! Now!

Oh, god! Look out!

Uh, Power Bars, Advil,
Polaroid film...

Lifesavers. What else?
What am I forge-- oh.

The, um... uh, condoms.

What was that?

The...

Condoms.

A pack of, uh...

Condoms?

You gotta
speak up, son.

Uh... condoms.

We don't keep 'em
behind the counter anymore.

Condoms... aisle six!

This is worse
than breakfast cereals.

Big night, or you
just stockin' up?

Uh...

Little of both.

Yeah, well... your
prophylactic purchasing

has never been more difficult.

You know, used to be
they just had 2 kinds--

regular and, uh,
for those of us who needed 'em,

the magnum.

Huh.

Yeah. These days...

You got your ribbed,
your non-ribbed,

your lubricated,
your non-lubricated,

your thin, your ultrathin.

Sheepskin,
extra sensitive,

nonoxynol-9, and...
glow-in-the-dark.

Glow-in-the-darks
don't work.

No kiddin'.

No. You gotta hold 'em
up to the light for 20 minutes.

Who's got time for that?

And if you really
want to blow her mind,

try the Brown Betty.

Oh, yes.

This is not happening.

Mark seems like
a pretty nice guy.

What's he in here
for, anyhow?

That's private,
Pacey.

Come on, Andie,
it's just us.

Let's not talk
about Mark. Please?

That's just it.
It seems a little odd.

You guys seem to be so close,
and you never mentioned him

in any of your letters
or your emails.

Pacey, drop
the male jealousy thing.

It's a long walk home, Potter.

Is that what this is about?
You're jealous?

How could I not be, Andie?

I've spent months
counting the moments

until I can see you again,
and the thought

that some other guy
got to see you every day

and hear your stories
and eat dinner with you

just kills me.

Well, we're together
now, aren't we?

Finally the reunion kiss
we've all been waiting for.

So... let's go.

Listen up! We're
gonna run a touch game!

Now, touch...
does not imply... half-ass.

I want you to run hard,
keep your patterns sharp.

Ready?

Break!

-Coach.
-Yes, Henry.

I'm second string.

Yes, Henry.

Which means I get
to go in, right?

Yes, Henry.
And seeing this is my one shot

at impressing you, I'd like
to tip the odds in my favor.

Call in a ringer.

Uh, team's divided,
Henry. There's nobody left.

Sure, there is.

Tailback, slant right.
Z-post on one.

Jack, you run 10 yards out.
Cut to the right flag.

Look over your shoulder.
The ball'll be there.

You ready?

Break!

Ok.

Set...

Hut!

Hut!

Hut!

Nice! All right!

We should make Capeside
around 10:00,

so place
your station requests now.

-Alternative.
-Classic rock it is.

You all right, Andie?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just happy
to be with you

and to be going home.

How's the first day of classes
goin' there, gorgeous?

Very well, I must say.

I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

Mmm...

Hey, hey, hey. Get your hands
off my girlfriend.

Get your hands off my sister.

-So about tonight...
-What about it?

Well, I was thinkin' since it's
your first Friday back in town,

you and I could
catch a movie

and then stroll down
to our spot.

Oh. Well, I was thinking

we could all grab
dinner tonight,

you know, as a group.

Uh, sorry.
I promised Jen

that I'd go to that, uh,
pep rally.

Well, that could be fun.

Well, in case you forgot,
we're a very non-spirited group,

and pep rallies
are all about spirit.

So what about
you and me?

Well, I mean, there's plenty
of time for us to be alone.

I just kinda want to be
around normal people right now.

You know, it's
been a long time.

Well, what am I?

Well, she said
normal people.

Ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha.

You know, McPhee,
if I didn't know better,

I'd think that you were trying
to avoid being alone with me.

Uh, no. I mean,
We can be alone after.

Or... or tomorrow.

Ok?

Ok. Bye.

I got a message you
wanted to see me?

Excellent job yesterday.

Ah. thanks, Mr. Leery.

I prefer my players
call me coach.

No way. No.

I want you to join
the team, Jack.

You and Henry
were amazing together.

-I don't play football.
-Well, you fooled me.

Look, do I have to
spell it out for you?

Yes. I think you do.

A gay kid on the football team.

Now, if that isn't
a written invitation

-for ridicule, what is?
-Come on, Jack.

One thing has nothin'
to do with the other.

Oh, yeah, perfect world, maybe.
That's not Capeside.

Look, I got this job
on a lark, Jack.

Nobody wanted
to coach a team

that had been so bad
for so long.

And I thought, what the hell?
It couldn't be any tougher

than the last year of my life,
and who knows?

I might even like it.

But the chance...

Of actually winning...

That's somethin'
I could really use right now.

And, Jack...

I think you could, too.

Not bad for a Sherpa imitation.
Whatcha doin'?

Settin' up
for tonight.

Or tryin' to.

-Dawson, pray tell. Condoms?

Well, I'm sorry.
It's just that

the list of things that
I expected to find in your bag,

condoms falls somewhere
between nuclear plans

and crack cocaine.

Curiosity begs I ask.
Who is the lucky girl?

Privacy begs I ignore you.

Ever since Philly,
somebody's been whistling

a very different tune.

It's a Dawson Leery
for the new millennium.

A guy who's not afraid to use
the words "good" and "time"

in close proximity.

Well, tell me, then,
Dawson 2000,

are you ready
for this good time?

And I don't mean
in a Trojan kind of way.

How do you mean?

Sex isn't a one-way street,
Dawson.

There's gonna be expectations
where you're concerned.

Ok, any hot tips?

I thought that you
would never ask. All right...

It's all about one word,
Dawson-- Pacing.

Now, virgins either
go too slow or too fast.

Now, which do you
think you are?

How would I know?

Let's say that you have
an ice cream sundae

right in front of you,
but no spoon.

Now, it's 100 degrees out,
and you're starving.

Do you lick the ice cream,
or do you bite right in?

-Bite right in.
-Too fast.

See, first you need
to admire the sundae...

Watch the sundae.

And then just before
it's about to drip,

you gently let your lips

lick around the exterior...

Savoring every inch.

You want to make
that sundae last a long time.

But not too long,
'cause otherwise it ends up

all over the table
instead of in your mouth.

But, Dawson, if you
remember one thing,

let it be this...

If you don't get the whipped
cream all over your face...

You're not doin' it right.

You see what I'm sayin'?

I don't know,
but I've been told...

♪ I don't know,
but I've been told ♪

Capeside Minutemen
break the mold.

♪ Capeside Minutemen
break the mold ♪

We've got style,
we've got class.

♪ We got style
and we got class ♪

So what if those other
guys kick our ass?

♪ So what if those other
guys kick our ass? ♪

Go, Capeside.

Ok! All right!
Very nice, very nice.

Ok. Yeah, yeah. Thanks.

Thank you, uh,

Minutegirls, for your...

candid enthusiasm.

Ok. It is my pleasure now
to introduce to you

the most integral part
of this Minuteman team.

He's the new coach,

a substitute teacher
here at Capeside--

Mitch Leery!

Thank you, Principal Green.

And thank you all
for comin' out tonight!

We got a great team this year,

so I won't waste any time
introducing them.

At linebacker are Ben Thomas
and John Hulet.

Defensive ends...

Alex Martin and Todd Stranger.

Defensive tackles are
Kenny Lee and Scott Taylor.

Well, personally,
I've seen enough.

What do you say
we get outta here?

-Good idea.
-Uh, nope.

We're here.
We're staying put.

Uh... do you guys
see what I see?

Wide receiver--
Jack McPhee.

When did this happen?

It's news to me.

Jen's a cheerleader?

And Jack's
on the football team?

Ok. Uh, I got sane, and
everybody else went crazy?

Offensive tackle are
Mike Lupo and Oscar Ramirez.

And now for
a big surprise.

A first in Capeside history.

This year's
starting quarterback--

freshman Henry Parker.

I'm... sorry.

It's ok.

It's cool. It's cool. It's cool.

Hey, you got
a pompom, you know.

Capeside...
Meet this year's Minutemen.

Frisky much?

Well, listenin' to you holler
really does bad things to me.

What do you say
we scramola, huh?

-Um, in a little bit.
-Come on, McPhee.

I said in a little while.

Come on.

What are you doing?

I want to talk to you,
and I'd really rather not do it

in front of the whole school.

And now for something
a little different

to end tonight's program--

a closer look
at the Capeside Minutemen.

Valor...

Agility...

Determination...

Strength.

In Capeside, we have one word
that means all those things--

The time has come,
the walrus said...

You don't mean now?

I pick the time
and place, remember?

But...

Here? Right-- right now?
I mean, my video's playing.

Which is, like,
the lamest of lamest excuses.

Good point.

Dawson, let's go.

They say that girls like you
don't exist.

They lie.

Ok, Andie, what the hell
is goin' on?

Ok, and don't tell me
that it's nothin',

because you've
been actin' strange

from the second I picked you
up from that clinic,

and now I have to
beg you to spend

some free time with me.
So what is happening?

We shouldn't talk
about this here, Pacey.

So I'm right.

Look, this is
not the time. Ok?

Is it me? Ok?
Are you trying to end things?

Is that what
this is about?

No! God, that's
the last thing that I want.

Fine. Then
what is so awful

you've waited so long
to tell me about it, Andie?

A lot happened
to me this summer, Pacey. A lot.

What are you
trying to say?

Ok, if we're gonna
talk about this now,

then you have to promise me

that you will not say
one word until I'm done!

Fine, go on.

No. Promise me, Pacey.

Ok. I promise.
just tell me what's wrong.

When I went to Mayfield
to get better...

I wasn't myself anymore.

I-- I wasn't the same person
who came to Capeside.

I wasn't the girl
you fell in love with.

My first week,
I met Mark.

And he had been
through everything

I had been through
and more.

In and out
of facilities three times...

On and off medications
since he was nine.

I didn't write you
about him

because I didn't want you
to get jealous.

We were just friends,
you know.

We'd spend
our free time together,

just talking endlessly,
mostly about our fears.

I was so afraid, Pacey.

Afraid of everything.

I was scared that they
were never gonna let me

out of there,
or that whatever

was broken inside me
wouldn't be fixable.

And Mark...

He understood these things
like nobody else could

because they were
his fears, too.

He even had a girlfriend that
he was anxious to get back to.

You slept with him?

We knew immediately afterwards

that it was wrong
for both of us.

You slept with him, Andie.

We decided just
to continue to be friends

and not tell
our significant others,

but then when I saw you...

Pacey, it was
the biggest mistake of my life.

And all I keep
thinking about right now

is what if you can't forgive me?
I mean...

Pacey, you have to
forgive me. please.

You have to forgive me.

Then there was
the loss to Harrison High.

But did the 20-point difference

discourage our men
of blue and yellow?

There is an audience
of people

on the other side
of the screen.

Isn't it great?

You sure there's not
a janitor's closet

we could just duck into?

Positive.

What was that?

-What was what?
-That click.

But here at Capeside,
we may lose the game...

Nothing, Dawson.

... has the world
by the balls...

-Wait. That was not nothing.
-Relax. I'm sure it's--

... just the right amount
with luck and perseverance.

-Don't turn around.

-Why?

Whoo!

Whoo!

You ready?

I think I'm gonna catch
a ride home with my father.

You don't wanna...
hang out?

Part of me really,
really wants to.

But just part of you.

Eve, I don't know
anything about you.

I don't know
where you come from.

I don't know
why you're here.

I don't even know
your last name.

All you are to me is sex,

and if I slept with you,
that would be the reason.

We all have a reason for
sleeping with someone, Dawson.

Whether it's their body
or their personality,

their money or
their sense of humor.

What's the difference?

I guess the difference is
the first time

I sleep with someone,

I don't want it to be
for just any reason.

I want it to be
for every reason.

Your eyes.

What about 'em?

That was my reason.

When I first met you,

I looked into your eyes,

and I saw such an old soul.

Thank you, Eve.

Whitman.

Thank you, Eve Whitman.

I don't suppose there's
any chance

you'd give me
your phone number.

That one
you'll have to earn.

Well, I don't think
we'll be attending any more

pep rallies anytime some.

Probably not.

Thanks for the ride.

No problem.

Pacey, you probably
don't wanna hear this right now,

and I'm sure you don't
wanna hear it from me,

but you have
to talk to her.

No. Not right now. I couldn't
even look at her right now.

You have to, Pacey.
You have to hear her out.

Why? What's
the difference, Joey?

Huh?! No matter what she says,
the ending's still the same.

She slept with somebody else!

You think that just because
the two of you were together,

what she did to you
hurts more?

It doesn't.
There's no difference, Pacey.

I mean, look...

she's 16-years-old,
and so are you.

We talk like we know
what's going on, but we don't.

We don't have any idea.

Look, we're really young,
and we're gonna screw up a lot.

You know, we're going to keep
changing our minds and...

And sometimes even our hearts.

And through all of that,
the only real thing

we can offer each other
is forgiveness.

And I couldn't do that.

At least I did it
too late.

Don't let yourself get so angry
that you stop loving

because one day you'll
wake up from that anger,

and the person you love
will be gone.

I tell you, these fishnets itch.

I can't believe
you're wearing them.

Dad.

Hi, Jack, Jen.

Jack, I'll see you
at home.

Yeah.

Jen's grandmother
called me.

Said I should make
my way down here tonight.

I wasn't sure why
till I saw you up there.

Congratulations.

Thanks... I guess.

Seeing you on that stage
made me realize I was wrong.

How do you mean?

Jack, I honestly thought I was
doing what was best for you.

I thought living under my care
would be too hard,

that there were
too many differences between us.

And when I saw you
in that jersey,

for the first time
in a while,

I saw myself in you.

Dad, it shouldn't take
a football jersey

to make you see that.

You're right.

I would like very much
for you to come home.

Sorry, but no.

Well, I figured that
would be your response,

but I needed to ask.

Thanks.

Good night to you.

Night, Dad.

Dad?

Yeah?

Ask me again sometime.

I was hoping
you'd find me here.

To be honest, I told myself
a thousand times not to come.

So why did you?

'Cause I owe you
that much.

But I've already told you
how sorry I am.

What else can I say?

There's nothing else
to say.

So you don't think
that you can forgive me?

Whether or not I can
forgive you, Andie,

is not going to be
what keeps us apart.

What you did...

Our relationship
was like this beautiful thing.

And I don't think
you ever realized

how powerful it was.

You changed my life,
Andie.

You were that person for me.

You inspired me
to be a man

that I had only ever
dreamed about being.

When you first started
to get sick...

It dawned on me
that I might not be

that person for you.

I can never go back
to loving you the way I did,

knowing that my love
wasn't strong enough

the first time around.

I can always
forgive you, Andie...

But I will never forget.

But I still love you,
Pacey.

Good-bye, Andie.

-♪

-Hey.

What are you doing here?

I'm not sure.

I guess...

Your house is like
magnetic north.

Certain nights,
it just... it draws me in.

While you were gone
this summer,

there were days I would
just get in my boat

and come riding
past your dock.

For old times' sake, I guess.

We can't go back, Joey.

I know.

That's the expression,
isn't it?

You can't go home again?

I've realized it
for a while.

Earlier tonight.

I'm sorry you had
to see that.

Don't be.

I think I was meant to.

In some weird way,
it helped me.

I mean, seeing you
on that stage,

something inside
of me clicked,

and for the first time, I...

I felt how wrong
it would be.

I mean, we...

We really do need to move on
and to meet new people

and to have
new relationships.

It's weird
how that happens, isn't it?

You still love the person,

but you stop needing them
like you used to.

Yeah.

It's weird, and...

It's kinda sad.

So we're friends...

And then we're a couple...

Then friends again...

Then we're a couple.

So...

So what are we now?

We're Dawson and Joey.

You think every Joey
has a Dawson,

and every Dawson
has a Joey?

I hope so.

For their sake.