What was that?
A kiss.
I think.
You kissed me.
I know.
So...
Uh...
So...
Yeah, well...
Well, what?
Well, that was a kiss.
I'll say.
So now what?
I don't know.
Me, either.
Well, um...
Maybe we could-- - What?
Uh, nothing.
No, no. You were gonna say something.
What were you gonna say?
Nothing. I--I mean, I don't know.
I don't know what I was going to say.
You were going to say we shouldn't have done that.
That's what you're thinking, right?
Actually, Dawson, I don't have a thought in my head right now.
But, apparently, that's what you were thinking, so--
No, no. I--
look... Let's sleep on it.
Not together! I mean, you in your bed and me in mine.
Right. Absolutely.
O-Obviously.
We'll sleep on it...
Wake up, and, um...
This'll all be a dream.
You mean, like it never happened?
Is that what you want?
O-Ok. Poof.
Didn't happen, Dawson.
See ya later.
Joey!
Joey.
Don't even think of climbing through that window.
Hi.
Is everything ok?
Mm-hmm.
I was just lying here waiting.
Waiting for what?
Well...
I don't have to be in until 9:00 today.
And of all the possible ways to spend a free morning,
there is one idea
that just kind of seems to stand out.
Mmm, Gale...
You can protest if you want,
but resistance will only make the conquest that much sweeter.
Gale, Gale, I have to shower.
I have a meeting.
That's ok. This act plays underwater, too.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Gale...Gale.
Right.
Shower...meeting.
Yeah.
I could just open my mouth and scream.
I hate this truck! It's always something!
Hey, these things happen, Bessie.
Don't let it get you down.
Your morning glow is highly suspicious.
How many cups of coffee did you have?
Can't a person be in a good mood?
A person can, but you? You're Miss Perma-Scowl.
So what aren't you telling me?
Nothing.
Then what's with that look?
What look?
You have this look,
this cheery yet sneaky I-got-lucky look.
I know this look. Bessie!
Now, wait a second. Where were you last night?
Nowhere.
Dawson's.
Start talkin'.
You know, I knew there was a reason you got me up this morning
for the morning trim.
So come on, set the stage. I want details.
Um...well, it's hard to explain.
It was, in a word...
Hot.
Extremely hot.
So what kind of kiss was it--
peck on the cheek, probing tongues,
fingers clawing at your neck?
Bessie-- - Did he touch your...
Thingamajig? Get out of the gutter.
No thingamajigs involved.
It was just, um...
The sweetest, most romantic, fourth of July fireworky,
waves crashing on the shore
beyond any movie I could ever imagine kiss.
Congratulations, Dawson. I'm happy for you.
But more importantly, are ya gonna do it?
Don't go there, Bess,
or I'll extinguish this conversation right now!
Ok. All right.
So...what's next?
After you kiss somebody, things change.
Questions arise.
What questions?
Does this kill France?
We haven't discussed it.
I can't believe this.
After years of gratuitous self-examination,
you finally did it. You acted.
I thought you and Joey were gonna draw out
this whole will they/ won't they drama
for at least another couple of years,
'cause, you know, Sam and Diane,
they didn't get together for at least 4 seasons,
and Mulder and Scully, they haven't even kissed
this really inspires me, man.
If you and Joey can get past
the whole romantic checkmate thing
you've been in for god-knows-how-many years,
anything is possible.
All right, calm down, Pacey.
No. I'm serious here. I can change, too.
-I can be Pacey Witter, -bad-ass stud and man about town.
I can score with high-quality chicks.
Christy Livingstone, par exemple.
Senior cheerleader?
Let's not abandon all sense of reality here.
No, no, no, no. No more negative thoughts.
You know what, Molly? I need a new look.
What do you say we--we frost my tips or something?
Frost your tips?
Yeah.
Hey! Christy!
Oh, god!
Oh!
This is great. My father's gonna kill me.
Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Oh, my god.
Officer, please, I am so sorry.
Officer? I didn't see you pull out.
I mean, I did see you pulling out,
but it was so abrupt that--
Mm-hmm.
Oh, god. I just got my license.
Please be kind?
I'll have to see that license and your registration, too, little miss.
Mm-hmm.
Andie McPhee. Rhode Island driver's license?
Uh, yes, sir. See, my family just moved to town.
We live over on Windsor.
Country club.
Yes. Is that a detriment?
Do you realize the severity of what you've done here, hmm?
Do you?
Sitting behind the wheel of a very powerful
and dangerous automobile is a huge responsibility.
One lapse in judgment, and you could run over a cat,
a child, a nun.
You know, I could have this license revoked---- Just like that.
In fact, I think I'm just gonna take you in and book you right now.
Oh, no, you can't--
I mean, um, please.
Don't do that.
I just got this license. Please don't revoke it.
Ok. Maybe I can just let this one incident slide,
but I want you to know I got my eyes on you now, blondie.
You cause any more trouble in Capeside,
officer Pacey's comin' after you, hmm?
Ok. I understand.
Thank you.
Thank you so much!
Oh! Um, it was really nice meeting you.
Thank you.
Thank you, Mr. Ellard. I appreciate all of your advice, but...
Hi.
Hey.
How are you?
Uh, good. I'm--I'm--
Yeah. How--how are you?
I don't know, Dawson.
I think...I might have made the biggest mistake of my life.
France.
I told Mr. Ellard I just wasn't going to go.
So Joey Potter's sticking around Capeside for some guy.
Maybe, if you like, I'll introduce you to him sometime.
Oh. Ok.
Well...
He's a very lucky guy.
But seriously, Dawson... What do you think?
I'm--I'm relieved. I'm...ecstatic.
I'm psyched. I'm--I'm...
Aroused.
Aroused?
Yeah.
Well, put your hormones aside for now, Dawson.
No. Dawson, just for a second.
Me not going to France, you and me talking dirty in the halls.
I mean, do you think
we're making some massive, monumental mistake?
I mean, 'cause things have always been so complicated between us.
I think we'll be fine.
Granted, you and I are entering some uncharted -boy/ -girl territory,
but I honestly think that regardless
of how complicated things are on a day-to-day basis,
we'll be fine.
We'll just concentrate on the simple stuff.
Like what?
Like a date.
A date?
Mm-hmm. Me and you on a date?
Yep.
Hmm.
Uh, I don't know, Dawson.
I was gonna watch TV tonight.
I hear Luke Perry's back on 90210.
Look, Saturday night the Rialto is closing.
It's their last show, and I think that we should go.
Well...will you still be aroused on Saturday night?
Ah heh. I think I can guarantee it, yeah.
Hey, guys.
Jen.
Hey.
How are ya?
How are you doing?
Not great.
My...
My, uh...
My--my grandpa died last night.
Oh, my god. Jen, I'm so sorry.
H-How are you doing? How's your grandmother?
Sh-she's ok, but she's...
She's actually handling it better than me.
Is there anything we can do?
Yeah.
No, no. I'm fine.
I--I...
Actually, uh, I think I'm just gonna head home.
I...thought I’d stick out the day,
but it doesn't seem like the greatest idea.
Hey, Jen.
You should go see if she's ok.
I'll talk to you later.
I'm pulling out, this girl hits me.
Broadside. I'm in the cruiser. It's my dad's car.
I, you know, give her the cop routine.
The whole license, registration bit.
It's not good at home, I'll tell ya.
Officer Pacey?
You little scum.
Hey, little missy. How ya doin'. You keeping out of trouble?
You know, impersonating an officer is a felony.
I should call the police station and report you.
There's a conversation I'd love to hear,
seeing as my father's the town Sheriff.
I have been having major anxiety attacks,
to the point of medication,
since you pulled your stupid stunt,
spinning scenarios in my head about being carted off to prison
and becoming a sex slave to some sadist named bomber Bertha.
Ok. Now, correct me if I'm wrong,
but didn't you cause the accident?
You hit me. I was just having a little fun.
And besides, it's nothing compared to the hell my father's given me, ok?
And you know what? Your country club Saab is still in one piece.
So, mmm.
Mmm-mmm.
Hi, Andie.
Hey, Christy.
Didn't you tell me you're new in town?
How do you know Christy Livingstone?
Well, unlike certain sewer rats,
she made an effort to welcome the new and slightly insecure
to Capeside.
Yeah. She probably just didn't recognize me.
I just had my tips frosted.
You had your tips frosted?
Yeah.
Your tips are an attempt to win a certain someone.
Hot tip-- Christy Livingstone is a homo sapien.
So perhaps you should try barking up a different tree.
And perhaps you should just stop barking altogether.
Tell you what. Here's an idea.
I've always had a certain soft spot
for pathetic, lovelorn losers such as yourself.
So if you like Christy, I'll set up an intro.
You serious? You'd do that for me?
Hi, Grams.
Hello, Jennifer. How was school today?
The usual.
What's going on here?
Well, I've decided to donate
some of your grandfather's old clothes
to the church charity drive.
You're just giving his stuff away?
Well, it's for a good cause.
There are people in this community who rely on these donations.
But don't you think that it's a little early
to be clearing out his closet?
He's not going to be needing these things.
Those less fortunate do.
Gramps just died yesterday.
We haven't even buried him yet.
What would you have me do, Jennifer?
I don't know. Maybe it's just that you're--you're not exactly the picture
of--of the grieving widow.
Let me tell you something, Jennifer.
I loved your grandfather,
from our very first date through 43 years of marriage,
and when he had his stroke,
I sat by his bedside,
and for months, all I did was pray for his recovery.
But when his condition worsened,
do you know what I prayed for?
Not for his recovery... For his release.
I watched him waste away in that bed
for almost 2 years.
So whether I clean out his closet today or not...
He's gone.
He's been gone.
I know. I know. I'm late.
And I know what you must be thinking, you do?
But before you let those thoughts get the best of you,
here is the truth.
The promo meeting ran long,
and after that, there was traffic all the way up i-95,
and I know that Ann landers said
that you're never supposed to give more than one excuse
when you're explaining yourself to somebody,
but that is the truth, Mitch, and I really need you to believe me.
I do.
Actually, I heard about the traffic jam on the radio.
Oh, thank god.
Because I just don't want you to ever have to worry again
that I’m...those days are behind us, you know that.
And I would just hate for one of those old suspicions
to creep back.
I know.
It's ok.
Really--oh, god. Look at the time.
I got to get going.
Wait a second. Where are you going?
It's just an appointment that's arisen suddenly.
I won't be home too late.
Go for it, Pacey. She's all ready for you.
I got her primed.
Ok, eat cement.
♪ There once a girl name of Christy ♪
♪ thought of her nude makes me misty ♪
♪ a night on the town, we'll both go get down ♪
♪ by the end of the date she'll have kissed me ♪
Uh, Christy? Hey.
Pacey, how are you?
I'm fine. How are you?
Good. What can I do for you?
Uh, listen, I know this is sort of abrupt,
seeing as how we hardly know each other,
if fact, we don't even know each other at all,
but I was wondering if I could change that
and maybe get to know you a little better?
Maybe take you out to a dinner and a movie sometime,
see if we have anything that resembles a future together.
Uh, so I was thinking, uh...
Tomorrow night?
What do you say?
It sounds great.
Ok.
All right.
Mr. Leery?
Yes?
Mr. Drake will see you now.
Thanks.
Drake, Witherspoon, and hall.
No, we specialize in divorce.
Mm-hmm.
Hey.
My mom wanted me to bring you this.
It's this chicken cheese noodle thing with way too many spices,
but she's kind of proud of it so...
Thanks, Dawson.
No problem.
Well, you sure look spiffy tonight. Where you heading?
Uh, the movies. It's the Rialto's last night.
You know, my Grams is going to that.
Oh.
So you weren't up to going?
No. I thought I’d sit here and curse the world instead.
So you going with Joey?
Yeah. Yeah, who else?
So how'd things work out between you guys?
How are the 2 star-crossed lovers?
Ha ha. You know us. You know, we're...
Just Dawson and Joey.
We'll always be Dawson and Joey.
Whatever that means.
How about Dawson and Jen?
I'd say I think you could use a friend right now,
more than anything else.
How about it?
I think I'd like that.
Mmm.
Look, I--I gotta go.
But don't sit here and curse the world all evening,
ok?
It's beautiful out.
All right?
Joey, what are you doing here?
Nothing. Just thinking about tonight.
Oh, the date.
This will be interesting.
Hey, what's wrong?
I don't know. It just seems weird.
I mean, Dawson and I on a date?
I mean, doesn't that seem weird to you?
Well, was it weird when you kissed?
No. No, that--that felt pretty right.
But the thing is,
it--it hasn't happened since
and that was yesterday.
Well, that's not unusual.
See, the way I see it,
the second kiss is always tougher than the first one.
We actually kissed more than once that night.
Yeah, but it only counts as one.
And that first kiss?
It's the passionate one.
It's the one fueled by desire and attraction and all that.
Well, the second kiss is rational.
You got time to think about it,
to worry and overanalyze.
Most women, they prefer that first kiss...
But I'm partial to the second one,
because it's about something more.
You'll get that second kiss, Joey.
And when you do, it'll be great.
It'll be real.
It'll be meaningful.
Hey.
As my first act as your date,
I thought chocolates, diamonds,
convertibles, but, um,
I settled for foliage.
Foliage is good.
So should we go?
Yeah.
Ok.
Yeah.
I'm--I'm really glad we, um--ha--
We've already bypassed the-end-of-the-evening- will-she-kiss-me drama.
Um, so it should be, um,
pretty much smooth sailing from here on out.
Yeah. Yeah, but,
well, now you have to endure the agony of,
"Well, I've already kissed her,
"so shall we just check into a motel room
and go at it like porn stars" anxiety.
I--I think I can handle that.
Good, 'cause, um-- ha ha--
I know a good hotel.
How about we, um,
we--we start with something very simple,
something that goes beyond this month's penthouse forum?
And--and what would that be, Dawson?
I would really like to hold your hand.
Ok.
I can't believe they're tearing this place down.
Yeah, they're probably putting up something horrible
that will just make this place
even more boring than it already is.
I guess all the movie watching
will have to be restricted to my bedroom then.
Too bad for us.
A fate worse than death.
♪ Her name is Christy ♪
♪ Makes me misty ♪
♪ By the end of the date, she'll have kissed me ♪
When she gets here.
Hey.
I thought I'd take your advice and get out of the house for a while.
My--my advice?
I don't know what she's talking about.
Um, isn't your grandmother here?
Yeah. Yeah, I just thought I'd come sit with you guys.
And I figured that afterwards we could go over to the Ice House,
grab some food...
Unless I’m not welcomed, huh?
No, no, it's not that you're not welcomed at all.
It's just that--
No, you know, I shouldn't have come.
No, no, wait, wait. Jen, Jen, Jen?
I'll be right back.
You know, I was just thinking--
Jen, hey.
I was thinking that, um,
that we actually went to our first date at this theater...
And now they're tearing it down.
How's that for one of your metaphors?
Jen, I'm really, really sorry if I made you feel like
you couldn't stay with us, all right?
It's just that Joey and I kinda have--
The whole time that we were dating,
were you really wishing that you were with Joey instead?
What? No.
It seems a little sad, really,
that I was the girl whose sole purpose
was to allow you to figure out who you were really in love with.
Please don't think of it like that.
I mean, you and I had fun. We just--
No, we did, but I held you off,
I pushed you away,
and I basically ran you right out of my life
in the midst of all that fun.
So I guess it serves me right I lost you.
You haven't lost me.
I'm here. I want to be a part of your life.
I wanna be your--
Friend?
I'm sorry. I--
Sorry?
Yeah.
For being the girl next door,
to the object of your affection,
to the third wheel.
It's been quite a ride, Dawson.
Jen, don't even think about this now. I mean...
Give yourself some time,
let yourself heal.
You and I will work all this out eventually.
"Give yourself some time"?
"I just want to be your friend"?
You have to say those things, Dawson. No, I don't.
I can see through it.
I meant it.
Just do me one favor.
All I ask is that you don't jump Joey right away.
I'm not gonna jump anybody.
Because honestly, I just don't think that I could handle
seeing the two of you together.
I just think it'd send me to razor blades or something.
Don't even joke about that.
Why not?
This whole thing is a joke.
You, me, my whole life here is a joke.
Jen! Jen, come on, don't--
Pacey?
Christy, hey.
Wow, you made it. Uh, great. Thanks for coming.
Um, I was thinking we'd go get a little bit of dinner
and then, uh, we're probably a little too late for the movie,
but that's ok.
Actually, I can't stay.
My boyfriend's waiting for me in the car.
Excuse me?
Tonight's our 5-week anniversary.
He wasn't too stoked that I made other plans.
I just--I had to stop by
and tell you how brave I think you are.
Brave? Uh...
I know it's supposed to be a secret,
but your friend Andie told me about your condition.
I'm not really following you.
And I just think it's really inspiring
how you can still live a normal life
under the constant cloud of death.
The cloud of what?
She told me about your heart stripe.
My heart stripe?
Yeah, the stripe that you have across your heart,
and how, at any moment, it could just start strangling your heart
and you'd stop breathing and...
You'd die.
She said that you want to keep it a secret,
no special treatment or anything.
And I really respect that.
See, I suffer from asthma.
And I know how much I'd hate it if people treated me differently
because of that.
Well, good night, Pacey.
I really think that you're quite a guy.
Don't mention it.
Come on, Christy, let's go.
That didn't just happen.
Jennifer.
Fancy meeting you here.
So what are you up to now?
Gonna go find a little action now that you're a single woman?
Oh, Jennifer, don't say those things.
Now, I know you're upset about your grandfather.
No, it's not just that.
Look at me.
I'm 16 years old. Look what I've become.
My parents couldn't stand me
so they shipped me off to you.
So here I am living in this strange town
without a friend to my name and...
You know what the sad thing is?
Is actually I think that you may be the best friend I've got.
I'm just not all that sure that you like me.
Oh, Jennifer, don't say that.
Oh, it--it's true we might bicker from time to time,
but I love you.
Now, with your grandfather gone, you're all I have now.
You're my whole world.
Well, if I’m all you got, then I pity you, too.
Oh, Jennifer.
Did you like the movie?
Oh, well, they're not like they used to be.
Not like that one they showed on that first date with your grandfather.
Oh, he brought me right here that night--
The Rialto.
Mmm.
You see, I didn't come tonight to watch the movie,
I came to be with him.
I'm so sorry.
He was never as handsome as that night.
Oh, yeah.
Pacey, what are you doing here?
A man in your condition should be in bed,
hooked up to a life support system?
Oh, that's very funny, yeah.
And what the hell is a heart stripe anyway?
I made it up. Pretty creative, don't you think?
Oh, yeah. Ha ha.
Ha ha ha ha.
Look, Pacey,
I don't really know you,
but if you thought for even one second
that Christy Livingstone
was gonna dump her beautiful, all-state football boyfriend
for you,
a sophomore with a heart stripe,
you're massively deluded.
That's great. Why don't you just rub some salt
in this open, painful wound.
You know, Christy Livingstone,
she was kinda like a metaphor, you understand?
The same reason I dyed my hair.
I was under the impression that I could overcome my unlucky ways,
but after what happened tonight, obviously not.
Back to the old Pacey-- the black sheep, the loser, the brunette.
Well, I think you should dye your hair back.
I mean, forgive me, but it looks hideous.
Yes, thanks.
Don't use that.
Why not?
That's peroxide. That's gonna strip your hair of all its color.
Here, use this.
Put it in for 20 minutes and then rinse.
That should do the trick.
Ok, you're not pulling another prank on me here, are you?
You know, I screw you, you screw me, we're even?
Guess you'll just have to take that chance, won't you?
Bye, officer Pacey.
I never thought I'd call my husband a liar.
Excuse me?
So tell me, Mitch, why do you lie?
What--what could you possibly gain by lying to me?
Gale, I have no idea what you're talking about.
Oh, you tell me everything is fine with us.
You tell me nothing's a problem,
that my worst fears are unfounded.
Yet something tells me that's not what you're telling
Drake, Witherspoon, and hall.
It was one meeting, Gale.
Why?
Because you want a divorce?
Because I'm not sure I can stay married to a woman I love
and hate
in equal measure.
The reason that I went to see Mr. Drake
is because I want to know what my options are.
Well, you can either give me another chance,
wholeheartedly,
or you can go back to Mr. Drake and write him a very large check
and make this marriage another statistic.
Either one of those options sound appealing, Mitch?
Yes.
I just don't know which one yet.
I was hoping you might be here.
This is beginning to sound like a ridiculous refrain,
but, Joey, you have to know
that I don't have any of those feelings left for Jen, I swear to you--
Dawson, it's ok.
It is?
Yes.
Do you want to know why I didn't go to France, Dawson?
Because I wanted you so badly.
I mean, France, I could have started over.
You know, I wouldn't be Joey the waitress
or Joey the daughter of a convict,
or Joey, half of the "will they, won't they" couple of the century.
I didn't go to France because
it just seemed like the easy way out, you know,
the easiest escape from my life,
which, in spite of a few highlights,
is pretty pathetic.
But I didn't want to take that easy way out, Dawson.
It just seemed like sticking around here
would only make me stronger.
And there was you, too.
Dawson Leery,
who finally got a clue.
But I have to tell you, Dawson,
as complicated as our friendship was,
it doesn't even compare to how complicated
whatever you and I have here is bound to be.
I don't know.
You know what?
What you and I have may never be simple,
but that doesn't mean that we're not gonna be scorching.
Besides, who's to say that you can't have some of France
right here in Capeside, huh?
Here we are along the river seine,
a tour of the isle de la cité,
the favorite spot of lovers and friends,
and...
From here, we also have a view the magnificent structure
that we simplists here in Capeside like to call...
Ze swing set.
Granted, it's no Eiffel Tower,
but it's all we got.
But don't forget about the other Francophile opportunities in town...
French fries...
French toast...
French doors...
French kiss.
The second kiss,
the rational one,
the one that required thought.
You know, I found out what they're replacing the Rialto with--
Another movie theater.
They're replacing one theater with another?
Yeah, they're upgrading.
Bigger seats, bigger screen, better sound.
They say it's supposed to be great.
I don't understand why
they have to change something if it already works.
Because maybe it'll work even better.
It's gonna be so simple, Jo.
You know, all this talk about a second kiss?
Yeah?
Has kinda put me in the mood for a third.
Me, too.
I told you it was gonna be simple.