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"and then, just like that,

"They were kissing.

"She didn't know
how they got there.

"She had no idea.

"The thought
of kissing this boy

"Hadn't crossed
her mind in years,

"Which was weird,

"Because once upon a time,

"That was all
she ever thought about.

"And then, just like that,

"It was over.

"He coughed,
she shuffled her feet...

"And she laughed
to herself.

"It had been
one of those moments,

"One of those moments

where you shuck
your status as mere mortal

"And achieve, however briefly,
true greatness.

"She had shared many such
moments with this boy,

"But now
he was leaving and...

Nothing would ever
be the same again."

So, what do we think
of Joey's story, guys?

Alex?
Incredibly banal.

Tell us how you really
feel, Alex. Wow!

It's a Hallmark card

About a high school crush.
Who cares?

I thought
it was brilliant.

The way she described the moment
up to the kiss,

I was right there
with her.

It's like Joyce Carol Oates
meets... Judy Blume.

You say that like
it's a good thing.

Hey, let's not knock
Judy Blume.

Without her,
my younger self

Would never have
been able to decode

the random acts of madness

Perpetrated by
that marvelous creature

Known as
the teenage girl.

So, Miss Potter,

I've got some good news
and some bad news.

The good news is...

Class is over. Today's
torture has come to an end.

The bad news?

You are
obviously a writer...

Which means the torture
has just begun.

All right, everybody,
I will see you next week.

Alex, you're up next!
I can hardly wait.

Professor Wilder.

You don't like that "C"
very much, do you, Joey?

No, I don't.
In fact, I hate it,

And I was wondering if there's
anything I can do

To make that "C" a little
bit less of a "C"?

Absolutely.
You can rewrite it.

How can I do that?

This boy of yours,
does he exist in reality?

He does, actually.

He's coming for
a visit this weekend.

Ah, perfect.

Why is that perfect?

Well, it'll help you
fix your story.

Fix it? I don't even know
what's wrong with it.

The problem with your story,
Joey Potter,

Is that it ends at the very
moment it should begin.

Hello.

Hey, it's me.

Hey!
You at the airport?

Um, not exactly. No.

You want the good news
or the bad news first?

Uh-oh, not again.

Huh?

Nothing. What is it?

Well, remember the internship
I was telling you about?

With that Director?
You got it?!

I did.

Dawson, that's great!
I'm so happy for you.

That means you can't
come for the weekend.

I start today.

That sucks.

I know, I was kinda...

Looking forward
to seeing you.

Kind of?

You know what I mean.

I was kinda lookin' forward
to seeing you, too.

There's always
next weekend.

Which will turn
into next month.

Or next year.

A Christmas card
every now and then...

When your wife remembers.

We should probably just say
good-bye forever.

Yeah, might as well.

Drama queen.

I know.

Um...

Well, listen,
good luck today.

Thanks. And, uh...

I'll call you
sometime over the weekend.

Bye.

Good morning, son.

Good morning. I'm here
for an internship.

Is that right?
You have an appointment?

Today's my first day.

First day.
Are you nervous?

Uh, no. Not, uh...

Well, I--yeah.

What's your last name?

Leery. L-double-e-r-y.

Do you know where you're
going, Mr. Dawson Leery?

Absolutely no idea.

Straight back,
2 lefts, and a right.

Ok. Thanks.

Dawson...

Try not
to get lost in there.

Heads up.
Ooh.

College guys are hot.

Give me the phone.
Why?

I'm calling Tobey and telling
him you said that.

I can look.

But you cannot touch.
I like Tobey.

Tobey's good people.

Yeah, I like Tobey, too.

It just so happens
that we're kinda doomed

To the loneliness of
a long-distance relationship

Well, that's still better
than the loneliness

of the no-distance
relationship.

That doesn't
make any sense, does it?

No, no, it didn't.

Look, you need
to get some, and soon,

All right, before you achieve
born-again virgin status.

Jack.

Jen, I'm serious.
It's been far too long.

The last guy
you were with was Henry.

That means last year was
a total wash for you.

Tell me about it.

You're more fun
when you're with a guy.

Watching you
twist yourself up

into knots of anxiety,

it's highly
entertaining.

Thanks.
That's good to know.

It's not in a--
oh, heads up!

My goodness!

Nice throw.

Thanks, man.

Hey, um,

There's
a party tonight

over at
the Sigma Ep house.

You guys should go.
Everything's free.

Punch, beers,
shots, everything.

Cool! Yeah,
we'll be there.

Rock on, dude.

"Cool! We'll be there"?

Yeah. Yeah,
it'll be fun.

You might
meet someone.

Like I'm gonna meet
the love of my life

At a college frat party?

You didn't think
that guy was hot?

In a dumb-guy-with-a-dream
kinda way.

Nicely put.

Joey!

Audrey.

Can I ask my favorite roommate
in the whole wide world

The hugest of
all possible favors?

As long as it doesn't involve
me leaving this room.

It involves me leaving
this room, doesn't it?

Zach is here.
Where?

Outside.

The one with the tattoo
of his frat on his ankle?

No. That was Tom.

What happened
to Tom?

Bad kisser. H.O.B.

H.O.B.?
Hair on back. Gross!

Audrey.

Joey.

We can't
go on like this.

Couldn't you just maybe

go to the library
for a little while?

Do you have any idea how much
time I've spent sexiled

In the library
this semester?

It's barely October.

Please?

Pretty please?

And just so you know,
I'm totally planning

on making myself scarce
once your beau gets here.

First of all,
he's not my beau.

And second of all,
he's not coming.

Dunston's not coming--

Dawson!

Right.

Something came up.

Hey...

Do you need me right now,
because if you need me,

I will totally
get rid of Zach.

I mean, you may not
be aware of this yet,

but I'm pretty awesome
like that.

That's ok.

I have to go talk
to Professor Wilder.

And that's what
you're wearing?

What's that supposed to mean?

Joey. Professor
Wilder is gorgeous!

Audrey, I'm going
to see him about a paper,

Not to hit on him.

Is this all for
Professor Wilder?

Mm-hmm. And
worth every minute

if you ask me.

Busted.

What are you doing?

Escaping the hoards.

You don't understand.
I could be there for hours.

Must be nice.

What do you mean?

Freshmen girls
over you all the time.

Oh, don't worry.

I go home and
have the wife and kid

bitch me out for a couple
of hours. Keeps me grounded.

So I presume
you wanted to see me?

I wanted to ask you
about my story.

If you must--

If you must ruin
a perfectly glorious day

with a question
about schoolwork,

go right ahead.

You said that the story should
start where it ended,

the problem is
nothing happened after that.

The 2 people just went
their separate ways.

It doesn't matter.

Where do you want
the story to go?

See, writing is about
making choices, Joey,

and you copped out.

You stopped before
you had to make a choice.

I mean, I don't even
know what the kiss meant.

It was just a kiss.

That doesn't mean anything
to me. Make a choice.

What was it?
Was it...

Sweet? Was it friendly?
Was it passionate?

Was it I wanna lay you down
on the nearest flat surface

and do ungodly things
to you, or...

Was it good-bye?

I'll be right back.

Hey, you. Hi.

Hi.

Oh, god. They said
you were young,

but I had no idea.

Weren't you at
Kate Mantilini's last week?

No? Cafe des artistes,
then?

You were with Greg and Mickey
and those UTA guys.

No. Ok, forget it.

We don't know each other.
Come in.

Something to drink?
Uh, water.

Water!

So, I gotta
tell you,

You are
a fantastic writer.

Really?
How can you tell?

It's my job,
sweetie.

That's what I do.

Ok.

I should tell you
I'm a huge fan of Todd's,

especially his music videos,

that one he did
for Janet Jackson.

Amazing. Todd
is an effing genius.

The leading visualist
of his time, I think.

Well, sure.

The videos were
a great stepping stone,

but now we're
all about features.

He's shooting Damage, Inc.
right now.

That comes out
next summer, right?

Yeah, that's right.

And it's my job to find him
his next gig.

I'm trying to talk him

into doing a feature version
of Seventh Heaven.

The TV show?

Yes. What do you think?

Uh, I think that's...

You know, weird.

Exactly.
The plan is to do it

with more
of a serious edge,

like what they did with
The Brady Bunch Movie.

And that's
where you come in.

I don't get it.

David, your sample
was perfect.

You have just the right
voice for this project.

Dawson.

Excuse me?
My name is Dawson.

Dawson Hartley.
Dawson Leery.

Who's Dawson Hartley?

I have no idea.

Oh! Oh, Dawson Leery.

Right. Right.

Uh, what have I read
of yours?

Probably just my resume.

David Hartley is here.

Ashley...

Uh-huh?

Who is this?

The new intern.

What abour Bora Bora?

What do we know
about it?

Is it
in the caribbean?

No, French Polynesia.

Maybe he's gone Kurtz.

Kurtz?

Brando. Apocalypse Now.

Yeah, he's become the leader
of this ragtag band

of expatriates
from some tropical island

you can't even find on a map.

Or maybe he's back
in capeside...or Boston.

Well, wherever Pacey is,
I hope he's happy.

And if I'm lucky, Audrey
is just about finished

with her
latest conquest, so...

Sounds like that girl has a
really promising future in porn.

Bow-chicka-bow-bow.

You guys laugh,
but it's true.

I open the door,
and I never know

what kind of seedy
little vignette

I'm about
to walk into.

It's pretty much
the same thing here.

You never know who Grams is
gonna bring home from bingo.

So can we count on you
tonight or what?

Mmm... I don't know.

Are we frat party
kind of people?

Is there
any past evidence

of us functioning well
at these kind of events?

Which is precisely
why we should go.

Look, it's a new year,
guys. Ok?

And we need to--we need
to spread our wings,

challenge any
preconceived notions

we had of college.

And most importantly,
we need to reinvent ourselves.

What's gotten
into him?

A cute boy invited him.

Bye.
Shut up.

Bye. See you.

What?

People...it has just been
brought to my attention

that thanks to
the incompetence of my crew,

I'm not
gonna make my date.

This saddens me.
This depresses me.

You people are a disgrace

to the industry
in which you toil.

Call yourselves
a film crew?

James Cameron would have
you all taken out back

and shot by now.
I, on the other hand,

will simply make you all

the subject
of scorn and derision.

Who are you and why
are you staring at me?

I'm the new intern.

What can I do for you,
new intern?

Heather gave me this script
for you.

She said it was very important.
You needed to read it

in between shots.

Crap. I'm sure of it.

She doesn't have
the best taste in material.

She's pretty hot,
though.

I can't
argue with that.

What's your name?

Dawson.
Do me a favor, Dawson.

Sure. Anything.
Read this.

Let me know
what you think.
Really?

Uh, go over there.
Use my chair.

Let me know
when you're done.

All right.
Where were we?

Oh, yes. Call yourself
a Special Effects Expert?

I don't see
any missing fingers. At all.

There's more talent
in my daughter's

fourth grade art class
than on this entire set.

Ahh.

Hey.

Have you
ever had an orgasm?

Excuse me?

Have you ever
had an orgasm?

Not something i particularly
like to discuss

With a near-stranger.

Me? A near stranger?

I am your roommate, Joey.

As such,
i reserve the right

To raise such topics
as oral sex,

Feminine hygiene,
and orgasms.

Speaking of which,

I don't think I ever
had one in high school.

I thought I did, you know?

But, whew!
Zach convinced me otherwise.

It's a shame
we had to break up.

You broke up already?

Yes.

He tried to talk me
into a threesome.

I may be easy, but I'm not
sleazy. We're through.

I'm...sorry, I guess.

It's hard work
finding the right boy.

Which actually
makes a rather nice segue

into our next topic.

Which is?

I'm afraid for you, Joey.

What are you
talking about?

I'm afraid that
you're not having

the proper
college experience.

I appreciate
the concern, but--

No, it's just--you study.
You know? A lot.

And you never want
to go out with me, and--

Look, Audrey,

everybody's college experience
is different. Ok?

Some people like to drink
and screw around,

and that's fine, but,

some people actually
want to study

and get
a great education

so they can get
a good job

and don't have to worry
about working retail

in the small town
from whence they came.

That's not it, Joey.
Oh, it's not?

No. It's like...

It's like you're afraid
to have fun or something.

Why would I be afraid
to have fun?

'Cause if you had fun, you
might meet someone you liked.

If you actually
met someone you liked,

you might actually
have to let go of the past.

Look, I know
that you're sad

that your special guy
couldn't come this weekend.

I get that.
I'm highly intuitive.

But maybe--
maybe that's a good thing.

You know?
Maybe that's a sign.

No offense, Audrey, but...

You really don't know
that much about my life.

And whose fault is that,
I wonder?

Hello?

Yoo-hoo?

Ah, you again.

You're not gonna
get rid of me so easy.

I can't
believe my brother

sold me down the river
to the likes of you.

Yeah, well, Dougie Witter is
no match for my feminine wiles.

What's the latest
scuttlebutt?

Uh, Bora Bora, where apparently
you've gone Kurtz.

Ooh.

I hypothesized over that
you were, in fact, here,

but everybody likes
to imagine

a far more exotic locale.

And Joey?

Joey likes to imagine
you're happy.

Which I am.
Good.

I think you'd
be even happier

If you came out
with us tonight.

I appreciate
that, but--

Ok, all right, um...

But see, every Sunday,
Grams insists

that we all
have dinner together.

It's me and Jack
and Joey.

I know. It's annoying,
but it's also kind of sweet.

Which pretty much
sums up my Grams.

Um, but--so, I just want
to just put it out there.

You know, if you feel
like a home-cooked meal,

keep the light on for you.

Got it?

Got it.

Is Dawson in town?

No, no.

He got this internship
he couldn't pass up.

You see? There's a guy
who has the right idea.

He's out there
doing his own thing,

moving forward,
not looking back.

Ah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come here.

Thanks for dropping by,
though.

Of course.

And, uh, you know,
keep on

keeping our little
secret.

I will.

Not forever.

See you.

Is this ok?

What'd I miss?

Your friends were just
filling me in

on your shockingly
sordid romantic history.

Thank you both
so very much.

I'm assuming I can
skip the introductions.

Totally. Let me
get you up to speed.

Jen is my new
best friend,

And Jack will
heretofore be known

as Joey's very cute
guy friend.

Oh, no. No. He's Joey's
very cute gay friend.

No. Really?

Pretty gay. Mm-hmm.

And there's nothing
we can do about this?

Look,
I have been kissed

By 2 of the finest
female specimens

this world
has to offer.

If that
didn't do it...

Both of you girls
have kissed this boy?

That is just so unfair.

So, are we going,
or what?

Yeah.

We just have
to wait for Audrey.

We do?

She's one
cool chick, Jo.

She is?

Ok, people.
Let's do this.

So what's
the verdict, intern?

Well, it's, uh, pretty much
as you feared.

It's crap.
What's wrong
with it?

There's
a monkey in it.

Really? A monkey?
That's awful.

Well, it doesn't matter.

I'll probably end up
doing it anyway.
Why?

'Cause Drew Barrymore's
attached.

Yeah, but
the script sucks.

Then I'll fix it.

Writing's not that hard.

What do you want to be
when you grow up, Dawson?

What else?
A Director.

What are you
doing about it?

USC film school.

Film school's for pussies.
What are you really doing?

I...uh...

I made a documentary
last year about A.I. brooks.

Who?

He was, this pulp Director
from the fifties.

It's an amazing story.
I can show it to you.

No, thanks.

Ok.

Look, you're,
like, what? 18?

Yeah.
Chances are it's bad,

and if I agree to look at it
and it does indeed suck,

I have to come up
with some sort of b.s.,

so you don't feel bad.

And if on the off chance
it's actually any good,

what do I need that for?

Why would I want to be jealous
of some 18-year-old kid?

Do you see my predicament?

they're ready
for you, Todd.

Welcome to Hollywood,
Dawson.

Oh!
Oh, man! Ah.

I'm sorry.
Are you ok?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Worthington, right?
You, too?

You're in my Economics class.
You're C-10.

What did you call me?
Row C. C-10.

That's where you sit
every day.

You do this thing
with your hair

when you're
taking notes.

You tuck it behind your ear.
It's kind of cool.

I'm pretty much creeping
you out, aren't I?

Uh, no.

No, not at all.
Good.

You want to go inside and
talk for a few minutes?

Fewer decibels.

And I promise not to
head-butt you. Ever again.

Uh...actually, I should--

I should probably
go check on my friend.

Oh. Sure. Ok.

Well, it was nice
talking to you.

You, too.

See you.

Hey.

Would you like
to see my stereo?

Where is it?

It's up in my room.

Ohh...oh, I bet
you got some bitchin'

black light posters
up there, too, don't you?

Yes, I do.
Who told you?

I think I'm gonna pass.

Why?

Because I'm not
gonna sleep with you.

Well, how do you know?
We could get up there,

and you could
change your mind.

Yeah, I really
don't think so.

Hey!
Hey.

So have you
ever thought

about joining
a fraternity?

I don't know.
It's not really my scene.

You got something
against family?

Not particularly, no.

Forget about what you've heard.
Just forget it.

Being Greek
is about being family.

It's about having family
here at school.

You join my house,
and you're my brother.

No one messes with you
4 years of your life.

You make a commitment to me,

I'll take care of you.
You're my boy.

What's your name, kid?
Jack.

Jack?
Think about it, Jack.

Thanks.

And the Russian judge
gives him an 8.5.

Incompetence everywhere I look,

all the way down
to the friggin' intern.

Screw you.

Excuse me?

Is there something you'd like
to share with the group?

No. Forget it.

That's what I thought.

Keep your comments to yourself
next time, kid. Ok? Great.

Now, where was I?
Uh, you were on--

Hey, Todd. What I said
was, "screw you."

You should be ashamed
of yourself,

and not because
you treat people badly,

'cause a lot of people
do that.

You should be
ashamed of yourself

because you have
an amazing privilege,

and you don't even
take it seriously.

You get
to make movies, man.

You get to do this
for a living,

and you don't even
appreciate it.

This movie's
probably gonna suck.

I know that, you know that,

the entire crew knows that,

and your next movie's
probably gonna suck, too.

Somebody gave you
they keys to the kingdom,

and you're blowing it.

I feel sorry for you.
If I ever get here,

I'm gonna do things
a lot differently.

You got balls, kid.

Now get off my set.

You're fired.

Right. Now that
that's out of the way, um...

Joey, you have got to come
sing with the band.

It's like karaoke,
except with real music.

It's so much fun!

Maybe later.
Ok.

Are you ok?

I'm fine.

You were right,
you know.

About what?

About me being
stuck in the past.

Here I am,
a college freshman.

If I actually let you
get to know me better,

you would realize that that's
a fairly big thing.

And here I am,
working my ass off,

reading, studying,
churning out papers,

Learning. You know?

Falling in love
with this city,

which is amazing.

Yet there's still part of me
that's 15 years old...

Still stuck back in Capeside.

Still in love with this boy
from down the creek who...

Only sees me as a friend.

Chris.

He was my high school
boyfriend,

and saying good-bye
to him was...

Maybe the hardest thing
I've ever done.

Because I knew
that no matter

how much we loved
each other,

No matter how much we promised
to stay true to each other,

it just wouldn't work.

We'd end up
hurting each other.

So...

I cut the cord,
and I said good-bye.

And it's really hard
sometimes.

Because I know
he's out there

somewhere...

Falling in and out
of love with these...

Girls that aren't me.

You must think that

I'm this great big
slut or something, huh?

But... I'm just...

Trying to live life.

You know, and have fun.

And...

If I feel
like kissing some boy...

Then so be it.

Exactly.

No regrets.

This was a really good
conversation, Joey Potter.

Hope there's more
to come.

Me, too.

Just a sec.

Hey, Dawson. It's me.

Um, I wanted to call you.

I'm--I'm at this party
with Jack and Jen

and my crazy roommate,
and guess what?

I'm having
a pretty great time.

But as great as it is,

it's not completely great,
and that's because of you.

You're not here, and
I know I said that it was ok

that you didn't come,
but you know what?

It's not ok,
because I Miss you, and...

There was a guy hitting on me--

At least, I think
he was hitting on me--

And he was perfectly nice,
and I just--I blew him off,

and I'm not even sure why,

but I'm pretty sure
it's because of you, and...

I've spent
these past couple of months

acting like you
were just gonna show up

outside of my door one day,
but you're not.

You are out there
following your dream,

which is what
I want for you.

Hurry up! Come on!

In a minute!

Dawson, I think
it's time that...

I let you go.

And it's really hard
for me to do,

because I know
that there's a part of me

that's gonna be
in love with you

for the rest
of my life, but...

You know, this running in place
and this daydreaming,

it's just not healthy
for either of us.

And so, this is me
cutting the cord.

This is me doing what I should
have done 3 months ago.

I'm saying
good-bye, Dawson.

Uh...

Call me back.

Good-bye.

Ah, no.

No what?

No, not interested.

"No, not interested"
in what?

In whatever it is
that you're selling, pal.

I didn't
even say anything.

Well, you were about to.

I was?

Yeah. You were about to give me
your best opening line.

Something like,
"Hey, girl,"

which, word to the wise,
is neither clever nor charming,

and then you
were probably gonna

Follow it up with
the perennial classic,

"Hey, you know
what would look

really good on you? Me."

Wow. People actually say
stuff like that in real life?

Well, just so you know...

I'm not that guy.

For all I know,
you could be the kind of guy

who cruises frat parties

because he knows
that he can capitalize

on the significant dearth
of sensitive types,

which is even worse,
'cause it's sneaky.

Ok, A--you're crazy.

Which is not
entirely unappealing.

And B--

I'm not that guy, either.

Well, then,
what are you doing here?

I'm in the band.

We got paid
50 bucks to play,

and 50 bucks
is 50 bucks, lady.

Oh...

You guys--you guys
were actually good.

Thank you.

Ok, so what, pray tell,

are you doing here,
little Miss know-it-all?

I mean,
besides making a sport

out of scowling
into your beer there.

Hey, scowling
can be fun.

Look,
I gotta go pack up my gear.

It was wonderful
sharing this moment with you.

Really.

Look, just so you know.
All right?

All I was gonna say
was, "Hi, my name's Charlie.

What's yours?"
That's all.

And I was kind of hoping
maybe we'd talk a little,

and I'd find out
that you're the kind of girl

who doesn't usually
come to parties like these,

and that would explain
why the cutest girl

in the whole place

is alone by herself
in the corner.

Because you're right.

Most of the guys here
are creeps.

And the girls
are even worse.

And god, I hope
they don't procreate.

But they will.

And we're just gonna
have to do our best

and fight the good fight.

And make sure their kind
doesn't take over the world.

That's all.

Charlie?

Jen.

Uh, my--my name's Jen.

Well, it's nice
to meet you, Jen.

I'm sorry.

What are you
so smiley about?

Shut up.

Yeah.

So...

How'd your first day go?

First and last,
actually.

I just got fired
from a job

that doesn't
even pay anything.

Well...there
are worse things.

Not at the moment,
there aren't.

Where are you from,
kid?

I'm from, uh, Capeside.

It's a small town
in Massachusetts.

Ok, sure. I'm from
Boston originally.

Really?
Yeah.

All my friends
are in Boston right now.

How come
you're not with them?

'Cause this was a dream.

Movies.

How's it matching up
against the reality?

It's weird. It, uh...

It doesn't.

Why don't
I call you a cab?

Thanks.

Ok, Jen. You gonna
tell me his name,

or am I gonna
have to kill you?

Shh-shh-shh-shh.

Let's try and not wake
the dragon lady here.

Jen...

Charlie. Ok?

His name is Charlie.

Charlie's cute.

Whatever.

In a dumb guy with a dream
kind of way.

Charlie's not dumb.

Oh, someone's smitten.

Would you shut up?

Oh, man, if there are cookies
in these cupboards,

I will devote my life
to God and his teachings.

Oh, music to my ears,
Jennifer.

Sorry, Grams.

Sorry.

Oh, nonsense.
I can sleep when I'm dead.

So, how was your party?

All right.

Jen met a boy.
Charlie.

And he's not dumb.

Well, praise God
and pass the sugar.

Well, I'd say
it's about time.

That's nice.
Thanks.

Audrey.

Audrey.

Hold on.

Hey.

Hey.