Previously on Dawson's Creek
I'm going to be a mentor.
Since I seem to be completely incapable
of suppressing my own juvenile impulses,
Principal Green seems to think that I would benefit
from the company
and example of someone half my age.
Don't you think it might be a little confusing,
even hurtful, to the child of divorce
to see his parents play-acting a happy marriage?
I guess it just hurts, that's all.
That just means that it isn't pretend anymore.
I mean, as soon as I think I have
you all figured out,
you go and you do something,
something that completely challenges
me in a way that no one else would even think of.
You know, you never know how things are gonna turn out.
Very true, Potter.
I mean, who would've thought that I'd actually
be able to use those dance lessons?
There's gonna be dancing at this thing?
Yeah. I thought you said it was just
self-congratulatory award-giving.
This is a big deal.
A.J.'s going to be reading his work
in front of several very important alumni.
He's the youngest person in his department to win--
Creative viting award?
Creative writing.
Yeah, I'll say.
It's calligraphy.
It's pretentious.
You know what? Don't mind me.
Just have a good time this weekend.
I will.
I mean...
This could be the most romantic night of my life.
I mean, it's not every day that I get in--invited
to elegant dinners with distinguished guests
accompanied by a friend who--
Friend?
Is that what you and A.J. are?
Uh, A.J. and I are...
It's really none of your business what A.J. and I are.
A.J. and you are friends who kiss.
Oh...
Pacey, look...
Long-distance relationships don't necessarily follow
the same rules and definitions as regular relationships.
No, they don't. And that's why they're perfect for you.
'Cause they're not real.
What is that supposed to mean?
Don't you see?
Little scrubber girl, Joey,
gets to put on a pretty dress
and go to the ball with college prince charming.
That's not real. It's a fairy tale.
Say what you will, but fairy tale or not...
I still feel what I feel, Pacey.
What I'm saying is, all you have here is an eyes-closed wish.
Sometimes wishes come true.
Yes, sometimes wishes do come true.
Sometimes even in unexpected places.
But reality always finds a way of creeping back in, Jo.
Clock inevitably strikes midnight.
Then it's pumpkin city.
The fantasy fades.
Try to have a good weekend, Pacey.
Thanks for the ride.
Have a good time.
We could have a winner here.
I really hope you're right.
Why? Just because my restaurant opens in less than a week,
and I still haven't found a chef?
Or waiters. Or...menus.
What? The menus still haven't arrived from the printers?
We sent them back yesterday, remember?
We said $2,200 was a little pricey for scampi.
Right. You just keep screening applicants for my waitstaff.
Hopefully, we have, uh, found our kitchen talent.
The chowder smells amazing.
What do you think?
Look, I don't know fine food,
but I know enough to tell you that this...sucks.
Are you sure that we don't want to steal Bodie from the Potters?
Not unless we decide that Bessie and Alexander
don't need a home and I don't need Joey as a friend.
Chowder isn't easy to master.
Here, try his breaded monkfish.
It looks great.
I gotta get off to the printer.
Oh, and, honey, don't worry.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Hey!
Thank you so much for picking up the sign. I really appreciate it.
Yeah, well, unfortunately, this may exacerbate the insanity.
Unless, of course, you wanna keep the place a secret.
What happened? Well, the guy told your mom
he had to have a name by today.
He's already got another job.
I thought it was the fish bistro.
Dawson, a woman has the right to change her mind.
Not this late in the game.
Well, uh...
Ok, so the restaurant could be like one of those
hip no-name clubs.
You know, too cool to have a name.
Excuse, please.
I look for restaurant of fish.
I have trying out for chowder man.
You guys hungry?
So who is this kid
worthy of being a Witter mentee?
Someone your school administration and I
thought would be appropriate.
How exactly do you guys go about making that determination?
You'll see.
Uh, if there are any problems,
I can always assign you to someone else.
I think I'll probably be able to handle a 9-year-old, thanks.
Buzz Thompson meet Pacey Witter.
Hey. How you doin', kid?
How old are you?
16. How old are you?
You have 5:00 shadow.
Well, I'm mature.
Is that what you call it?
Heh, heh...
I get it. You're a smart ass.
That's why they put us together.
People think I’m a smart ass, too.
But when they really get to know you,
they discover, under the gruff exterior,
lies a vulnerable, beating heart.
Get real! I'm not like one of those kids on Seventh Heaven,
and I'm not like you. Pissy!
Pacey.
Whatever, Pissy.
Pacey. And you don't know anything about me, kid.
I know you think you don't wanna be here,
but you're just dying to throw your arm around me
and have a warm and fuzzy.
Well, don't bother,
'cause you're gonna be back here
trying to get rid of me.
I give you 48 hours. Kid!
Hi, I'm-- I'm Joey Potter.
Of course you are.
And you are...
I'm Morgan.
I'm A.J.'s oldest friend.
Oh.
Where's A.J.?
The jumpy-boy is still trying to decide
on what to read for tomorrow night.
Why do I feel like I fell asleep on the train
and suddenly woke up the protagonist in a Kafka story?
Well, there's the wit. Just like he said.
The wit?
The famous Potter wit.
He's told me all about you.
Artist, political agitator...
Oh, and, uh, size-8 foot.
Put these on. We're gonna go blading.
Thanks.
Is this the fun part?
Is this the part where we're having fun?
Or did I blink and miss it?
You know, you got me, man. I don't wanna be here any more than you do.
I got stuck with you. But this still doesn't have to be so horrible.
Here comes the honesty. Next is the intimacy.
What exactly do you want?
Let me make this easy for you.
Read my lips.
Pikachu.
You want something that has to be treated with antibiotics.
Man, your generation is so out of it.
Pokémon, you putz.
I knew that.
I got Alakazam through Metapod,
but I'm in serious need of a Poliwrath.
There's a vendor right over there.
You gotta be kiddin' me, man.
There's no way I'm spending 20 bucks
on a Japanese trading card.
You have a serious problem with anger.
I hope the Capeside mentoring program
knows who I'm dealing with here.
Ok. If I buy you the stupid card,
would you shut up for 2 seconds, please?
Ok.
Here, take these and go whack some moles
and stay out of trouble while I'm gone. Man.
Whatever, Pissy.
You guys playing?
Step aside.
Get out of here!
Hey! Hey, hey, hey! What the hell's goin' on over here?
What are you doing?
He hit me in the head with the mallet.
Popped me right on the nose!
They tried to push me off my game!
Ok, that's it. You're done.
No more decisions for you.
Now we do something I think is fun.
Ow!
Hey.
Hey!
Where's Joey?
I showed her around town, like you asked.
You didn't...
You did.
Joey, hey. It's good to see you.
Hey. You, too.
How was your trip?
Uh...
It was a trip.
I'm--I'm so sorry I wasn't there to meet you.
I still haven't picked a reading for tomorrow.
Do you hate me?
Completely.
Hi.
Oh, good god. Get a room.
I hope she didn't totally wear you out.
No, it was-- it was actually very informative.
I had no idea that the Charles River
ran through so much of the city.
You took her on the Charles River circuit?
She did better than you.
Oh, I'm sorry. I asked her to pick you up,
not take you on an endurance test.
Oh, you're threatened!
He can't blade to save his life,
and if any time a girl shows greater skill than him,
he gets totally threatened.
What?
How long have you guys known each other?
Pretty much since we were zygotes.
Morgan and I grew up together.
Same town, same high school--
Same college?
Actually, I got bored with this geek,
and I decided to make some new friends.
So I went to school last semester at Sorbonne.
I've always wanted to study in Paris.
Plus tard, je te dirai tous ces faiblesses.
Pas si je peux t'empécher.
Sorry. My French isn't very good.
Oh, Morgan likes to embarrass me,
so I'm not letting you two hang out together anymore.
Hmm. See? Threatened.
Don't let the friendly banter fool you, Joey.
We really can't stand each other.
You know, you were all he wrote about in his letters to me.
Really?
I'll bet he never told you a thing about me.
Yeah, well, I can see that you two need some time together.
Thank you.
At least you can take a hint.
Joey, I'm glad that you're here.
I was beginning to think
that you might be one of his fantasies.
No. She's real. I told you.
Flesh and blood.
That's me. Joey Potter, flesh and blood.
Ok, here's another one. This guy says
his Spanish mackerel quiche is world famous.
Does anybody have any idea what that is?
You don't want to know.
The lady who did the cod flambé...
That was my favorite.
Yeah, she was a gem-- huh.
You should see the kitchen ceiling,
it's covered in tiny burnt fish bones.
Yeah, your mom needs some serious help, man.
I want to know what rock
these people have been cooking under.
Hi, guys.
Hey!
Hey, Jen.
You. I know you.
You--you were at a rally,
right? No! Or was it the, um...
The hacky sack circle at Capefest?
Very funny, yeah.
I know, I've been a little out of circulation lately.
Spending most of my time with Henry.
Ooh!
That's understandable.
I think there's a 6-week honeymoon period
you go through whenever you get into a new relationship.
Well, yeah, but then you wake up one day,
you realize you've got the relationship but not much else.
If you're in need of sustenance,
you've come to the right place.
Actually, I was-- I was thinking about
serving said sustenance.
Jen Lindley wants to be a waitress?
Yeah. I think it would be a great way
for me to meet new people.
I--I could earn enough tip money
to occasionally take Henry out...
I'm tired of living off my Grams.
Ok. Uh, well...
As you can see, my mom is in immediate need of assistance--
How soon can you start?
Can you believe I haven't been able
to decide on a reading for tomorrow?
I mean, it's only the most important opportunity of my lifetime.
What's wrong with me?
She's pretty.
Who?
Morgan.
She's really pretty and...
So smart.
Yeah. Real smart.
Ow.
Sorry.
A.J., why didn't you tell me about her?
I--I don't know. I guess we have so little time together,
I just figure I'd concentrate on the big things.
You don't think one of your oldest friends
is a big enough thing for you to tell me about?
Yeah...
But, I mean, how much do you talk to me about your friends?
I guess you're right.
So...I'm trying to decide on-- on something I did
more recently or maybe one of my older pieces, I don't know.
Did you two ever... Date?
Joey, look... I promise you have nothing to worry about.
Ow.
I'm sorry. Damn this stuff. But...
I wanna make sure that no foreign elements
get introduced to your hemoglobin,
because that's the part of the blood
that transports-- I know what that is.
Sorry.
You know, I--I, uh...
I know something that might work better than this.
Is it better?
Well, um...
See, now I'm feeling a little lightheaded.
Really?
Yeah, I don't-- I don't think
my hemoglobin is transporting enough oxygen through my body.
Oh...
That could be a problem.
I was thinking...oh.
I guess you guys got that room.
No, wait. What were you thinking?
I was thinking, Arthur.
You know, go with the nature of love piece.
You don't think it's old? Arthur?
They already know your new stuff.
They wanna know where it comes from.
I say be honest and show them your roots.
Yeah. You're right.
Yeah, that's a great idea.
What's up with the double-breasted jacket and the rep tie?
You win an award, and suddenly you turn Ralph Lauren on us?
No, I--I just want to look respectable. What's wrong with that?
It'll take a lot more than a boring jacket.
Why not just be yourself?
You know, khakis, sweater, loafers? That's you.
Oh, and I have something for you.
Oh...bye.
Who's Arthur?
You can't make me do this.
The hell I can.
This is slave labor.
Can you do anything besides whine, kid?
I can write letters.
You could paint.
Watch and learn, all right?
It's up, and then down.
And then up, and then down.
You got it?
Have you ever heard the expression,
don't go against the grain?
Who on earth got you to sit still long enough
to teach you how to paint?
My dad.
Really?
Where is your dad now?
Somewhere in the Atlantic.
Oh, yeah? Your dad's a sailor?
Nope.
Fish food.
Scattered his ashes off Nantucket.
Oh.
Where's yours?
Uh, my dad?
He's probably hanging up his holster right about now.
A cop!
That explains your authority issues.
I don't have authority issues.
Issues, issues, issues.
I don't have issues, ok?
Look how you handled me at the arcade.
You got into a fight.
You're gonna have to learn that there are better ways
to handle confrontations
than playing whack-a-kid. Ok...
Mentor.
How'd you get into this stupid program?
I hit a guy.
What?
I hit a guy.
That's it. I'm outta here.
Hey, come back. Hey! Come back here!
Or what? You'll whack me upside the head?
Here, you little...
Help! Help! Child abuse!
Let go of me, you hypocritical maniac!
His father's name is Arthur, so they named him Arthur Jr.
That's what the A.J. stands for.
I can't believe he never told me.
You would've gotten it eventually.
Who's that?
Uh, a friend.
He's gorgeous.
Oh, these drawings are incredible.
I can't believe that people just draw these on the sidewalk.
Actually, sidewalk chalk drawings are a classic Parisian tradition.
Yeah, but who does this kind of work?
Uh...me. Um...
That one took me 3 days.
People just respectfully walked around while I worked.
This semester, I'm studying photography.
I guess I was wanting something more substantial in my life.
Here...take this.
It's beautiful.
Yeah, well, he may chicken out and not even show up tomorrow night.
You know, sometimes you really have to kick his butt.
Ha.
I mean...
Once I gave him some thick gray crane paper,
told him he had to fill it up with words before he talked to me.
And he didn't talk to me for 2 weeks.
Oh!
Uh, there are so many things that I'm learning about him every day.
Did you know that he likes to eat all the peanuts out of Chex Mix?
Really?
Yeah. He's been banned from social gatherings
in over 20 states. Heh, heh.
Well, I have been witness to his-- his pasta slurping.
Oh--
Does he still conjugate Latin verbs under his breath when he gets nervous?
Yeah. Uh...
Adamo, adamas, adamat--
He is such a mess.
Yeah...
He can kiss.
Yeah, well--
Uh, you don't have to...
Once.
Afterwards we felt really weird and silly and, uh...
Well, we just... We know each other too well.
And, uh...
We have way too many fights.
But there's just...
No mystery. So, um...
There's absolutely and positively
nothing there.
Do you have any plans for tomorrow night?
Actually one of my favorite activities.
I'm gonna get the early Sunday times and just...
Come with us.
That's your thing.
No.
You're, uh, A.J.'s oldest friend.
You...you should be there.
Yeah, but you're his girlfriend.
Isn't it possible for the both of us
to be a part of A.J.'s life?
You're all right, Joey Potter.
Hey, you guys are leavin' already?
Oh, Dawson, I've eaten so much over the last few hours,
I just can't be objective.
Sure you don't want to stay?
I've got a feeling about the guy.
I can still be objective.
If this guy is half as bad as the dozen before him--
He says that--
No! Don't even mention anything that comes from the sea.
Oh!
Ooh, thank you.
I promise to stop doing this before you guys open.
Don't worry about it.
Is everything ok?
Oh, god, what happened?
Your waitstaff is just experiencing the difficulties
of proper serving.
Hi.
Jen, I'd be happy to demonstrate the standard way
of carrying a stack.
Oh, thank you, God. Thank you.
Thanks for the offer, but, um...
I think we've got it covered.
Well, ok, then what can I do?
What do you mean?
Well, I'm here...
Reporting for work as requested.
Who requested that you come to work?
You know you can't keep treating me this way.
There are laws.
You have to feed me.
Here.
Wieners?
It's all-beef.
Do you wanna know what part of the beef?
Come here.
When are you taking me home?
My mother's cooking her meat loaf and mashed potatoes tonight.
You wanna wait for meatloaf and mashed potatoes, wait.
Who's the girl?
What girl?
The one you named your boat after?
"True Love" isn't a person. It's an idea,
an unattainable idea.
Who's the unattainable girl?
Man, you just love gettin' under my skin, don't ya?
Have you kissed her?
I told you, there's no girl.
Why don't you just kiss her?
And why don't you just shut your mouth?
You have no problem taking a swing at a guy,
but you can't tell a girl how you feel about her.
Man, you're pathetic.
All right, you wanna go home?
You're bluffing. You need me to finish your boat.
I don't need you. Let's go.
Bluffin' coward. Let's go.
Fine. Tomorrow you'd better find something creative for me to do,
because I'm not working on this pitiful raft anymore.
Maybe tomorrow I just won't show up.
Make my day...
Loser!
What am I doing here?
I had a good life, good friends,
a modest but promising little future
teaching at a junior college in a pleasant suburban town.
At this time, it is my honor to introduce the young man
who made this institution so proud.
Tonight, he will share with us
his imaginative mind and distinctive voice.
Look, there's still time.
Do you wanna make a break for the back door with me?
A.J., come up here and share with us.
Too late.
Greetings.
Tonight I'm reminded of F.D.R.'S immortal words...
"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
Of course, F.D.R. Never stood up here.
Silent Dream.
"It had always seemed like a silent dream to her.
"The many meaningless passings in the hallway,
"the sense of disconnection from those she supposedly knew so well,
"but once she met him, the boy she had already known all her life,
she realized that love unspoken is the loudest sound of all."
"And she awoke."
"Her name was Mary.
"And more than anything,
"she loved to read the Sunday Times on Saturday night.
"Mary dated frequently,
"and, sadly, found her time spent alone was the only shelter from the rain.
"It seemed no one else noticed the dawn of her heart.
"I fell into her and awoke by the radiance she beamed.
"Her silent dream is my courage.
"Her dance is my freedom.
Her smile is a painting of my soul."
The kid hates me.
Well, don't take it personally.
He's been through 4 mentors in the last year.
Then you've been expecting this conversation?
I had hoped not to have it with you,
but I'm not surprised.
His mother works all hours,
and the program isn't really designed
to be a cheap baby-sitting service.
I try to do more with that kid than just baby-sit him.
He has the highest IQ in his class,
but he's constantly failing.
He can't seem to finish anything he starts.
Guess that thing with his father really screwed him up, huh?
Wouldn't it screw you up
if your father ran off with a young woman?
Ran off?
Started a whole new family.
In Nantucket.
Mm-hmm.
That's why he behaves the way he does.
He feels rejected.
Well, I know that feeling.
So he tests the people in his life,
just to see if they'll come back to him.
Well, if you like, we can reassign you immediately.
Reassign?
What? You thought I came in here
'cause I couldn't handle the kid?
Look, I don't know what kind of problems those other 4 guys had,
but there's not a kid on earth
that Pacey Witter can't handle.
The only reason I came in here
was to ask you if I could pick him up early tomorrow.
Sure. I think we could arrange that.
Cool.
I'm really angry with you, Dawson.
You had no business telling your father that I needed help.
But, Mom, you do.
Where did you get a ridiculous idea like that?
Ridiculous? You mean, like the state this place is in right now?
Mom, you open in less than a week, and I can't do it all.
I only asked you to screen applicants for my waitstaff,
oversee some tastings.
Things I know nothing about.
Bringing in my ex-husband certainly isn't the solution.
Ok, Mom, you--
You and Dad have made it very clear
how much you want to be a part of each other's lives, all right?
I thought I was confused before.
Dawson, do you want people to tell you how to direct your movies? No.
You need people to act in them, light them, take direction.
This is my career now, Dawson.
God, I thought of all people you would understand that!
Well, excuse me for not wanting to see you fail, Mom.
If there's one thing that you've taught me,
it's that you should never be ashamed to ask for help, right?
I don't understand why you can't take your own advice.
Can you believe the Pynchon look-alike gave me a bottle of dom?
It's definitely your night.
You have no idea how lucky he is you broke your heel.
The guy can't dance to save his life.
Well, here we are.
Here we are.
Have you guys thought about heading down to the arboretum?
I bet it's amazing down there tonight.
I want to go back to your room.
Ok.
Good.
I'll have the arboretum all to myself.
I'll catch you kids later.
This is yours.
Thank you, Morgan.
You're welcome.
What's the matter?
You tell me.
You're feeling guilty right now, aren't you?
Guilty? No.
I don't like the idea of Morgan hanging out by herself at night.
That's all.
Go join her.
I want to go back to your room alone.
What?
Tonight is one of the most memorable experiences
of your life, A.J.,
and you should share it with Morgan.
I don't understand.
You've gotta be the thickest Mensa member around.
A.J., Morgan is your muse.
No, Joey, she's just my friend.
No. She's more than just a friend.
She picks out paper for you,
and she encourages you to write,
and she demands that you be yourself,
and she does this in such a selfless way
that you can't even begin to comprehend and--
Wait. Wait, wait. Did she tell you something?
She wants more than friendship?
No, no. She--
Then where is this coming from?
I know what it's like to--
to harbor feelings for somebody that you deny, and...
I know how horrible it is
to realize those feelings way too late,
and this is coming from my own experience, my own life, which...
Honestly...
You know very little about.
Well, god, Joey, give me a chance.
Let me get to know more about you.
Isn't that the fun part?
Yes, it's--it's fun,
and it's romantic and exciting and unbelievable, but...
It's not real.
Well, then, let's make it real.
See, you already have something that is real,
and Morgan has just recently realized it.
Why do you think she came back from France?
Can't you hear it, too?
Hear what?
The loudest sound of all.
Love unspoken.
Oh...
The feelings between you and Morgan.
Joey, you're reading way too much into this.
Am I? Yes.
A.J., then why the look?
What look? What are you talking about?
In the reading, you paused, and you looked at her.
I don't know. I was reading something and--
Ok, I guess it made me think of her.
It's because it's about her.
No, no. It's a made-up character, Joey.
Uh...
A.J., I...
I want you to go to her.
And I want you to...
To look into her eyes...
And look deep...
And see just how made-up that character is.
Is that what you really want?
Yes.
Well...
So that's it? I mean, we're--
What about us?
"Us" is--
"Us" is something that...
I'm gonna remember for the rest of my life,
but, see...
"Us" is a memory.
And you and Morgan...
A reality.
Uh...
I used to think a broken heart was just...
Hyperbole.
Now I know the truth.
A.J., there are worse things than a broken heart.
Like the love that you don't explore.
I guess I'll see you around...
Potter comma Joseph.
I gave at the office.
I just wanted to come by
and tell you something about your work on the boat.
Yeah?
Yeah.
It ain't half-bad, kid.
Yeah. If you pay attention, I'll teach you a thing or two.
What do you know about makin' meatloaf and mashed potatoes?
You have to work it with your hands.
Like this?
You're getting the hang of it.
Well, it's a good thing your mom had to work late tonight, huh?
Yeah.
And so you know,
my father's not entirely dead.
Her name is Joey.
Is she a hottie?
I'm not answering that.
Come on. I'm 9.
I have years before I get there.
The least you can do
is cough up a description.
Ok...
She's so beautiful...
That every time you look at her, your knees tremble,
and your heart melts.
And you know right then and there
without any reservations that there's order and meaning to the universe.
She's a hottie.
Yes, she is.
Where is she?
Right now...
She is probably out having the time of her life.
Looks like you've been out here for a while.
Yeah.
I bet you could use a friend.
For somebody who's been so wrapped up in her own little world,
you're pretty perceptive.
Well, that's just the kind of girl I am:
Thoughtful and pathetic,
and I can see pretty much see everything that happens out here
from the restaurant.
So you heard the fight I had with my mom.
Yeah...
And then I caught a mini version of her wrath myself.
Just after I broke a few more plates.
I think the pressure of the restaurant has finally gotten to her.
I was just--you saw. All I was trying to do was help her out,
and she completely unloaded on me.
Oh, I think you were trying to do a little more than just help her.
You're trying to help yourself, too.
Help myself?
You're trying to put your family back together, Dawson.
What?
No, I'm not.
Hey, come on, you saw how angry I was at the B & B
when they tried to pose as husband and wife.
Exactly. Because it was a facade, a lie.
Of course that upset you,
but what's going on in the restaurant is real.
What's going on in the restaurant is chaos.
We invariably return to what we know, Dawson,
what's in our bones.
And your family, that--
it's in your bones.
Yeah, but I know that they're not getting back together.
So, uh...
So what am I doin'?
Do you remember a couple of years ago at that spot right over there...
You asked me to dance...
And you said that you wanted to be my boy adventure?
Uh...
Did I really say that?
Oh, I was so naive.
And sweet and honest.
On the outside, you're not that same naive little boy anymore.
You've been through too much recently, but--
but deep down at your core,
there's always gonna be a part of you that rejects reality
and that's eternally hopeful
and...
And that just wants his parents back together.
Hey.
So, what happened?
Nothing happened.
You got bored?
You got homesick?
He finally ripped off his rubber mask
and revealed his true alien features, what?
I don't want to talk about it.
Oh, well, forgive me if I'm having a little bit of trouble
with the no-questions- asked part.
Good morning.
I came here to apologize for, uh...
Undercutting your authority around here
and to offer my services,
but it looks like you're doin' just fine without me.
This coffee tastes like clam chowder.
Oh, that's good.
That is good.
Uh-huh.
This is not the place I left last night.
Oh, you mean, you weren't at Leery's Fresh Fish?
I thought Leery's Fresh Fish was--
It's her name, too, Dawson.
Ok?
So what's goin' on?
You know, you were right, honey.
I do need a partner, and I was just too proud to admit it.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Running a restaurant takes many talents.
You've got the most important one.
You know how to delegate.
So you made Dad a partner after all?
No, no. That would never work.
She hired me as the general manager.
"Hired" being the operative word.
And my first order of business
was to strongly suggest she make Bodie her partner.
Bodie? But wait--
Well, yeah, he's gonna own 20% of the business,
and in return, he's gonna provide me with all of his recipes,
oversee the kitchen, work only nights.
That way, it won't take him away from his B & B.
We're gonna have to fire Jen from the waitstaff.
But-- - Honey...
As a waitress, she's gonna put me out of business in a week.
But she'd make a charming hostess.
I think she would like that.
Apparently you guys work well together.
So are you ever gonna speak again?
Oh, come on, Jo, say something.
What do you want me to say, Pacey...
You were right?
You were right, ok?
Right as always.
Pacey Witter:
The only person in my life who ever speaks the truth.
That's not entirely accurate.
Well, you told me what was going to happen.
Which was what, Jo?
What happened up there?
There was another girl.
Oh...
I'm sorry, Jo.
You know, the whole time that I was watching them,
I just kept thinking...
This is it.
This is real, just like Pacey said.
This is the real thing.
And it reminded me once again what exactly I don't have.
If you keep looking, you'll find it.
No, I won't.
I mean, isn't that obvious by now?
I'm not meant to.
Why? Because you're 16 and alone?
Come on.
No. Because I'm 16, and in my entire life,
there have been 2 people who have actually known me, Pacey:
Dawson and-- this A.J. guy didn't know you.
I don't care how you felt about him, Jo.
He didn't know you, 'cause if he did,
he never would have walked away.
I was going to say you, Pacey.
Ok.
Have you totally lost it?
Nope, not totally, not yet.
All right, what did you mean by that?
About what?
About me knowing you better than anybody else.
Exactly what I said, Pacey.
You know me, ok?
In a way that nobody else besides Dawson ever has.
We're not talkin' about Dawson right now.
We're talkin' about me.
You can't keep on doin' this to me.
Doing what?
So I count on you, and I tell you secrets?
You call me in the middle of the night to pick you up. Why?
Well, I'm sorry that I called.
I thought that I could--
I'm not mad that you called me.
I just want to know why you called me.
You were the first person that I thought of, Pacey.
What does that mean, Jo?
It means that...
I guess it--
it means that I can talk to you
and that you're there for me.
Don't you ever get tired of talkin'?
No. I don't. Well, I get tired.
I don't want to talk anymore.
What are you trying to say, Pacey?
Why are we standing here? I don't--