Previously on Dawson's Creek
Goodbye, Dawson Leery,
thank you for changing my life,
and opening my heart again.
You spent your entire life
trying to get out of Capeside, Joey,
because you felt like you deserved better.
I am Capeside.
How would you like to move to Boston?
I will not allow you to do this for me.
Maybe I'm doing it for me.
How would you like to work on my yacht for the summer?
As one of the deckhands.
Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?
This summer job?
Yeah. If you haven't got one already.
Welcome to this rehearsal of Capeside High's cap and gown ceremony
for the graduating class of 2001.
The actual ceremony will take place
this Saturday at high noon.
Before the distribution of your hard-earned diplomas,
the winner of the Capeside pinnacle award,
Miss Josephine Potter, will deliver a speech which, uh,
I am sure will both razzle and dazzle us
for many years to come.
Miss Potter, it's go time.
Uh...
My speech isn't quite ready yet. Uh...
So, I guess I don't really have anything to say right now. Um...
Thank you.
All right! Yes!
No one says a word.
All right, a quick reminder for those of you
who may be susceptible to dark pagan desires.
If you are considering pulling a graduation night prank,
think again, I can assure that security will be...
Tighter than Ricky Martin's pants.
What?
All right, some housekeeping details.
Uh, the blue parking permits will not be valid at all on Saturday.
Hey, Pace.
Look, Mr. Leary, I'm really sorry that I'm late,
but I'm stuck with this American history teacher
that seems to think the final bell,
that's her queue to vomit up a 10 minute dissertation
on who won the cold war, which, by the way, was us. So, go U.S.A.
It's not about your being late, Pacey. I wish it was.
That sounds vaguely ominous. What is it about?
It's about your grades.
And what about my grades?
Well, you're-- well, you're right on the bubble
of being able to graduate.
Don't tell me that, man.
I have sacrificed my entire senior year for this, ok?
I pulled double class loads, I have done everything
that you people asked me to do.
I know you've worked hard. I do.
And it's not over yet.
Ok, now, how well you do on your final exam
will determine if you can graduate.
Principal Peskin insists that, uh, you spend your time studying
rather than attend the rehearsal.
What, so you're kicking me out?
Ok, please don't do this to me here, Mr. Leary.
I'm really under a microscope right now.
Please.
I'm sorry, Pacey.
Believe me, it's not my decision.
You--you should go home now.
Fine.
Can I help you with something in particular, Dougie,
or does this just fall under the category of general harassment?
A minute ago, I drove right by you.
Now, either you were purposely ignoring me,
or you just didn't see me.
No, I was just invoking the hard-earned lessons of my youth.
"Avoid eye contact with any and all authority figures at all costs."
Even the effeminate ones.
Please, God, may that never get old.
So, Pace, how you doing? Everything ok?
Oh, yeah, I've never been better, Dougie.
How's school?
Well, apparently, right now,
my grades are on the the bubble.
So the powers that be at our beloved Capeside High,
they don't know if I'm gonna be able to graduate or not.
I'm really sorry to hear that, Pace.
So, there you have it. Now, why don't you run along home
and tell the folks that little brother
is living down to expectations.
And cancel that huge graduation party
I'm sure they were gonna throw in my honor.
Listen, Pacey, when are you gonna know for sure, huh?
If I graduate?
Yeah.
I have one more final to take.
But it's a big one. It's Mr. Kasdan's lit course,
which is not exactly my best subject.
Listen, uh...
I could help you study.
Well, boy, I appreciate that,
but I'd really rather you do something
beneficial to all mankind with your time,
like, I don't know, solve a murder.
Wait a second, Pacey. I'm serious here.
You're serious? I'm serious.
Everybody is serious.
But you know what I don't understand?
Why they won't just let me graduate,
because it seems to me, the sooner I get out of that place,
the better off everyone involved will be.
Dawson, this speech is driving me nuts.
I--I must have some sort of a block or something.
I'll go you one better. I bet you that block has a name.
Pacey.
Yeah, so, he has been known
to occupy my thoughts on occasion.
And seeing him forced to leave his own graduation rehearsal,
that was painful.
I just wanted to go up to him and say something.
What stopped me was knowing
that he would resent me for it.
Yeah, I went up to him the other day in study hall
and asked if he needed some sort of help.
He made it very clear he didn't want any.
I mean, you'd think after everything we've been through,
Pacey and I could still be friends.
Is that asking too much?
Well...
It is asking too much.
So, what do I do?
I mean, he needs help.
Look, the 2 of you were both in that relationship,
and you obviously still have feelings.
That said, it can't hurt to let him know that you care.
Who knows? It might even help you write your speech.
Come on.
What's the matter?
It's like you're detailing my spokes
in a galaxy far, far away.
Can we talk about something?
Yeah.
Talking about this may not be the wisest way to go,
but nobody's ever accused me of being wise.
I'll vouch for that. What do you want to talk about?
About us.
What we are to each other.
At least, what I think we are.
Toby, I've always been honest with you
about where we stand.
Well, we are dating.
And if the usual terminology applies,
that would make me your...
Boyfriend.
You can't say it, yet, can you?
In fact, you go out of your way not to say it.
I don't think that's true.
Look, if you can't say it,
how's that supposed to make me feel?
Ok, ok. I'll-- I'll say it.
When?
When it's appropriate.
Ok. What's your definition of appropriate?
When there's nobody else around?
At small, intimate gatherings?
Under oath?
Just let me surprise you.
Listen, you gonna be able to get off work early tomorrow or not?
Yeah.
What?
What if she doesn't like me?
Oh, please.
Could happen.
Don't make me use this.
Don't even think about it.
Lindley...
It's me Drue.
What the hell are you doing here?
Let me in. I can explain.
Oh, not so fast, Tex.
I don't really see the wisdom of letting you in.
What do you want me to do, serenade you first?
Yes, that would be lovely.
Lindley...
Why don't you crawl back down there
and go find yourself a proper backing band,
maybe with a string section and a bass player. God, I love bass players.
Jen, I'm freezing my ass off.
You think I don't know that?
Ok, come on.
Thank you.
Oh, god.
Oh...so...
To what do I owe the pleasure of this little visit?
Well, mother and I,
we got into one of our debates tonight.
Thanks. Which turned into one of our
more memorable shouting matches.
Oh, yeah? About what?
Well...
The same miserable bastard we always fight about,
my beloved father.
Mmm.
He, uh...
Said he wasn't going to my graduation.
Been there. I'm sorry.
And Mom surprisingly decided to blame me,
claiming that Dad was fed up
with my history of inexcusable behavior.
And then I, in turn, blamed her
for her history of being a cold-hearted bitch.
And now you need a place to crash.
I would be ever-so-grateful.
I never thought this day would come.
Drue Valentine, actually in need
of a little human compassion.
All right. You get one night.
On the floor.
Oh, on the floor. Yes.
I need your back packs, your books,
and your cheat sheets on the floor.
As promised, this final will cover material
from all previous tests.
You will have no more than 45 minutes
to complete this exam.
Oh!
Uh, Mr. Kasdan.
Mr. Witter, how may I serve?
Well, do you think that I could trouble you
for a working pencil, seeing as mine currently is not?
I see. Still as unprepared
as the day you started this class. Eh, Mr. Witter?
It's nice to know, though, that in this ever-changing world,
I can still count on your remarkable consistency.
Boy, I sure deserved that one.
Good joke, Mr. Kasdan. Stupid old me.
Pacey, it was just-- - No, no, no, no.
I was agreeing with you.
I mean, I got it, right?
It was about me being stupid?
How I'm some lame, know-nothing student
who's just slowing down everyone around me?
You know what really kills me about you people?
I show up to class with a broken pencil, ok?
Now, you assume that that means that I don't care,
when the reality of the matter is,
I've been busting my ass in your class
for the last 5 months, just to keep my head above water,
so that I could graduate from this place!
So, if you ask me, you're the one who doesn't care.
None of the teachers here care!
I mean, for the honor students,
you're willing to bend over backwards,
but for me, a student who could actually use that help,
you can't wait to get rid of me!
All right, that's enough!
Look, I have tolerated this outburst of yours
because I know you need to pass this test, but you are this close
to throwing away an opportunity, young man!
You know, maybe you are right.
I must be an idiot, because I cannot for the life of me
figure out why I try so damn hard for you.
I mean, I don't know why I bother at all.
Hey.
Got a minute?
Yeah, sure.
Pacey, I heard about what happened
in Mr. Kasdan's class today--
You know what? I'd prefer to keep that topic
off the discussion list.
Well, could you at least tell me what you're gonna do?
I'll tell you what I'm not going to do,
namely, graduate.
Look, Pace, I'm sure there's probably time to--
to talk to somebody. I mean, you could--
you could go to Mitch, you could go to Peskin,
I mean, there's got to be something we could do.
I'm sorry, "we"?
I didn't realize that were were
involved in a team sport here, Joey.
I don't think there is a "we" anymore.
Look...
Look, Pace, I know it's over.
I just want to be your friend. I want to help you.
You want to know what the truth is, Joe?
I still love you, and I probably will love you
for a very long time.
But I can't just be your buddy.
'Cause, as much as I enjoy the concept of being just friends,
in reality, it's a bizarre form of torture,
and I'm just not willing to participate in it.
So, right now, what I want to do is just move on
and get over you, and the only way for me to do that
is to not be around you anymore.
And you can't see any time in the future
when you and I could be friends?
I don't want to think about the future.
I guess I should go.
Look, Joe, I know that--
I know coming over here couldn't have been easy for you.
Nothing seems easy anymore.
How's my little speech writer?
You making any progress?
Does it look like I'm making any progress?
No, not really.
I just went over to Pacey's to try to talk to him,
and, uh...
It didn't go well.
Oh, that explains a lot.
He's so messed up, and he won't let anybody help him.
Not even you?
Especially me.
That and...
Having to write a speech from hell.
Actually, that's why I came in here.
Because I've got something for you.
What is it?
It's a letter from Mom to you.
Uh, she wrote it a few days before she passed away,
and asked me to hold on to it,
and give it to you when you graduated from high school.
My god.
Maybe this will inspire you.
You gonna open it?
Uh...yeah, of course.
I just...
I don't really feel up to it right now.
I know. Take all the time you need,
and I'll leave you alone.
Hey, what's with the 50 yard dash, man?
We're right on time, early, even.
Yeah, but you don't understand. I know her.
She probably booked this flight 3 months in advance,
so she could get a seat by the exit
and be the first one off the plane.
And you would know this for sure because...?
Because she's always the first one off the plane.
There she is, there she is. Andie!
Jack!
Hey, Jack! Oh!
It's good to see you. How was the flight?
Oh, turbulent, cramped and stuffy,
but I am willing to overlook that,
assuming we get to attend at least one
kick-ass graduation party.
Oh, yeah. My people are on it.
Oh, I'm sorry. I don't believe we've met.
Yeah, uh, Andie, Toby. Toby, Andie.
Nice to meet you. You, too.
He's told me volumes about you.
Oh.
I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude,
but how do you know Jack?
Uh, well, uh, Toby's, um...
Toby's my boyfriend.
Oh--oh, my god. This is great! Oh!
I can't believe you didn't e-mail me, you big sneak.
I'm sorry, it's just kind of recent.
Sweet Jesus. Grams, can I just,
uh, talk to you for one second?
Ok, what's going on? 'Cause I said that he could spend one night
because I felt sorry for him. Why is he still here?
Well, after you left for school this morning,
Drue and I had a nice chat.
He explained everything.
Awful situation, a father abandoning his family.
Anyway, I-- I told him he was more than welcome
to spend another night.
For a price.
I'm not just a naive old softie, dear.
I recognize Drue for the duplicitous, smooth-talking
butt-kisser he is.
And now that you and I have sold this house,
we're going to need some poor fool to pack up and box
30 years of junk I've accumulated
in the dark of my attic.
I'm so glad you're on my team.
Mm-hmm.
You're a lucky girl, Jen.
A fellow could get used to these accommodations.
Ok, you are creeping me out.
So, what's on your, uh, social calendar for tonight?
You going to that big senior soiree thing?
Anybody who's anybody's gonna be there.
Why, you want a ride over?
Yeah, I do.
Though, I was wondering if I could interest you in a little, uh...
Recreational detour first.
Oh, no.
Hey...
Dawson, I need your help with something.
Yeah, sure. What's going on?
Is that your speech?
No, um...it's actually a letter written to me
from my mom.
She wrote it before she died,
and Bessie's been saving it ever since.
Wow.
Yeah.
Uh...
Have you opened it yet?
I tried, and, uh...
Every time I go to open it...
I remember what she was like at the end.
You know, so... Still and, um...
So much pain and suffering.
I just kind of freeze up.
But that being said, um...
I still have to know, so...
I was wondering if you would read it for me.
I'd be honored.
Thank you.
"My darling Joey, I know if you're reading these words
"it means you've graduated from high school.
"Congratulations, sweetheart.
"You didn't have a lot, growing up.
"You even have been shortchanged one mother.
"Still, I want you to be proud of your family.
"If our strife has caused you pain, remember,
"it also makes you strong.
"Bessie is strong, and I'm sure she's
"taking good care of you.
"Of all the things my illness has robbed me of,
"I count the greatest of them watching you grow up.
"You're barely 13 now, still a young girl.
"And so, I'm left to imagine the woman you've become.
"Strikingly beautiful, I'm sure, and equally unaware of it.
"Quick-witted and strong-willed.
"Possessing the deep, soulful eyes of an artist,
"and a shy smile that regularly betrays the tough facade
"you do your best to keep up.
"If any of this sounds remarkably on the nose,
"it's because it's the girl you always were, Joey.
"And it's the woman you'll always be.
"Whatever you decide to do with your life,
"I know your future will be luminous.
"Wherever you decide to go when you leave,
"remember your days in Capeside fondly,
"and keep close those who shared your childhood.
"They will always love you in a way no one else can.
"And they will always be with you.
"Just as I love you and will always be with you.
Love, Mom."
Hey.
How you doing?
Um...better. Thanks.
You still haven't written it yet, have you?
How did you know?
I'm no stranger to the fine art of procrastination.
Well, I thought it would be good to get out of the house.
Well, good. If you're gonna avoid work, avoid it in style.
Hey, guys. Got somebody who's dying to say hello.
Hey, Dawson!
Oh! Joey!
You look great!
Oh, thank you. So do you.
Wow, Italy must agree with you in a big way.
Did you have a good time?
Oh, don't even get her started.
No. Oh, my god. You guys, it is heaven.
You have to go, all of you, right now.
I think that's code for "She had a good time."
I don't even know where to start. The architecture,
the men, the food. Did I mention the men?
Mr. Kasdan.
Pacey.
May I?
Sure. Come on in.
Well, if you and I have anything to say to each other,
I can't imagine what it could possibly be.
Fair enough.
I'll get right to the point.
Did you study for that final
you so dramatically walked out on?
I can categorically say that I studied my ass off, sir.
Care to prove it?
You did hear everything
that I had to say in class today, didn't you?
Oh, I did.
You're not an idiot
or a punch line.
You are why I teach.
Those honor students that turn your stomach...
They don't need me.
They're gonna forget me as soon as they walk out the door.
But you...
I have a funny feeling I'm gonna be telling this story
for years to come.
And if that should turn out to be the case,
please describe me
as a strapping, handsome man,
possessed of an immense charity
and a great, great goodwill.
I can do that.
Mr. Witter, you have 45 minutes.
You all right? Yeah.
All right. I think the timing
for the sprinkler system's over here.
Drue, I've got a bad feeling about this.
Right. And "It's quiet out.
Maybe a little too quiet."
Whoooo. Shall I add that to the list
of B-movie cliches you've been spouting?
All right, this it.
That timer controls the sprinkler settings.
All we have to do is re-set the timer
so the sprinklers come on during graduation,
soaking the crowd, and therefore
transforming a rather ho-hum ceremony
into a glorious liquid wonderland.
You aim high.
As do you, my accomplice in crime.
Mr. Valentine.
Miss Lindley.
I would be delighted if you'd come with me.
Wow! This is so cool. Everyone is here.
Oh, perfect. Ok. Thank you.
So, well, I just want to say...
You know, I heard about you and Gretchen, and I'm really sorry.
You know what? It's ok.
Uh, I mean, you know. The breakup hurt,
and I'm sad that it's over,
but I don't feel like I have this cloud
hanging over my head that won't go away.
Wow! Someone's changed.
No endless replays of what went wrong,
no dark period of pain and regret?
That was pretty much my weekend.
Ah!
But, uh, you know, I got it out of my system,
and, uh, you know, when I look back on it,
I don't look back on it with an ounce of regret.
You know? Joey was my first love,
but Gretchen was my first mature relationship,
and she made me realize that I am capable
of loving somebody.
I wish I were a memory like that to someone,
you know, to someone who thinks back on me with a smile,
even though we've long since gone our separate ways.
I'm pretty sure you are.
Pacey!
Hey, hi!
Ohh!
How are you, Andie?
Ohh, great now.
Mmm.
This has been a long time coming for you 2.
You've managed to, uh...
Compile quite a dirty laundry list
during your brief scholastic careers,
everything from dabbling in ecstasy
to public intoxication, rigging yearbook photos,
to my personal favorite--
dumping my sailboat in the school pool.
I guess we can color your parents proud, huh?
What if I swear to you I didn't do the boat?
Should we add pathological liar
to your list of dubious achievements, Mr. Valentine?
So, what, we're hostages?
Ha!
No, young lady.
You're my audience.
If my audience were to leave early,
the performer would be deeply offended.
Dude, he's gonna keep us here all night.
We're gonna miss the party.
The party's right here, Mr. Valentine.
Do you like cello music?
I must confess,
it's been a lifelong passion of mine.
The chilling lows, the vibrant highs.
Still, I haven't had a lesson in...
Mmm, 10 or 11 years.
Um, you know, Jack's been writing me
and, uh, well, he told me about you and Joey.
And I just want to say I'm sorry, you know.
I know how much she means to you.
You know what? I'm going to be all right.
I know. It's just...
You know, I don't want to see you sad,
so if there's anything I can do for you...
Actually there is something that you can do for me.
Name it.
Why don't you tell me what it's like out there?
You know, when you're out on your own.
Ooh, well, it's scary at first, you know.
I didn't know anyone, but--ha ha--
it took no time for them to get to know me.
And before I knew it, I had all these friends
and, I don't know, I wasn't lonely.
I just--I realized that the longer I was away from here,
leaving Capeside wasn't an end. It was a beginning.
So...
Ok, I gotta tell you something.
I got an offer, a job offer, to crew on a boat this summer,
but it means getting on a plane to Miami,
'cause that's where the boat leaves for the Caribbean.
And is this something you want to do?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's something I really want to do.
I am so glad you're here right now.
Uh, ok...
I did it. Ha ha!
I did it. I passed my final exam.
I'm a high school graduate.
Aah! Oh, my god! I knew it!
I knew it. I knew you could!
Well, that's puts you one up on me.
Ok, so why haven't you told everybody else?
I mean, they're dying to know.
I don't need to tell them.
I don't need to compare myself to them anymore.
I did this thing for myself.
I just want to feel good about it.
All I want to do now is get up on that stage
and feel the sun against my face and just...
Know for the first time in my life
that I can overcome anything.
So, uh, why'd you tell me?
You were the first person in my life who ever told me
that I could be more than I was and believed it.
So I guess that's thank you.
You're welcome.
It's so good to see you again, Andie.
Mmm! You, too!
Oh, god! So the Caribbean!
Yeah, well, you'll be in Florence.
Glad that you made it.
Yeah.
This was a nice party.
I was thinking about tomorrow.
What about this Tomorrowland?
Does it look even remotely bright?
It certainly didn't when it held the prospect of never seeing you again.
How is that any different from the here and now?
I think I--I should probably go off and live my own life
for a little while.
That certainly doesn't mean that this is how I want it to end between us.
So hypothetically speaking...
If I were lucky enough one day
to find myself owning a sailboat again,
and I were to ask the woman that I love to go sailing with me...
Would she?
You wouldn't have to ask, Pace.
I'll see you.
I'll see you, Joey.
We're supposed to take pictures before the ceremony,
and they said no later than 10:00.
You've still got time!
Bessie, I don't want to be late.
You won't be late. Just hold on. Hold on.
Ha ha!
So did you ever get around to reading Mom's letter?
Yeah.
I don't want to be nosey or anything, but--
If I told you now, we'd both start crying,
but to summarize,
she was right.
What's that?
You did a great job taking care of me.
Oh, Joey, you're sweet, but really, it's not fair.
You deserved a mom.
Bessie, I got 2.
And you said you didn't want us to start crying.
I love you.
Well, look there, Lily.
That'll be you one day soon.
What, the happy graduate or the proud mother?
Well, why not both?
Although preferably not at the same time.
What's this?
Oh, just a little something
from a couple of proud parents.
You didn't--I...
Wow!
Thank you.
You like it?
Are you kidding?
I love it.
Well, there's an inscription on the back.
"If you will it, it is no dream."
When I brag to people and I tell them that my son
wants to go off to Hollywood to be a filmmaker,
they warn me.
They say you'll be eaten alive.
You know what I say to them?
I say,
"You don't know my son."
I just want to thank you guys for always believing in me.
That, uh...
It meant a lot.
I...
I love you guys.
Deputy Doug Witter.
To what do I owe this unprompted intrusion?
Oh, I just thought I'd stop by and offer my congratulations
and, uh...
What, wish me good luck?
Or something like that, yeah.
So, tell me, uh...
You need some money?
You know, not that I’d give you any, but, um...
No. I'll actually be fine,
just so long as I can store all of my stuff
at your place this summer, I'll be a happy camper.
So another exciting summer ahead for my little brother.
I'm glad.
You really deserve it.
Well, Dougie, you came halfway close
to sounding like you actually meant that.
Because I did.
You know, I got to tell you,
it would be an absolute shame for me
to let another day like today pass
without ever telling you how much I've always looked up to you
as my big brother.
Or mentioned the fact that I do actually think
that one day you will...
Make a girl very happy.
Mean to tell me that you've, uh, actually accepted my heterosexuality?
No, no, I said happy, Doug, not sexually happy.
Here, wait a minute. You got your tassel on the wrong side.
It doesn't matter.
Yeah, it does matter!
After the ceremony,
I'm just going to throw the cap up in the air anyway.
We're not supposed to throw the caps, remember?
"The pointy ends might hurt somebody."
Oh, yeah, that's right.
Bet you I can throw my cap higher than you.
Jack, there's something I haven't told anybody yet.
Why, what's wrong?
Nothing. Actually for the first time in a long while,
I can honestly say that there is nothing wrong.
Which is why you're going to stay in Italy.
I deferred Harvard by a year.
It's--it's just that right now
I can't imagine being happier anywhere else.
Hey, Andie, I get it.
You do? Yeah.
Really?
Yeah.
You don't care? You're not upset?
You're not going to try to convince me to stay
and you don't think I'm being idiotic?
Well, idiotic, yes,
but it's the smartest idiotic thing you've ever done.
Just promise me I can visit.
Only if you bring that man of yours.
Love you to death, little sis.
Love you more, little brother.
Ha ha!
Ohh!
You look relaxed and radiant.
That's what 3 hours of cello music will do to you.
Hmm!
By the way, if I haven't said it enough already,
thank you for understanding.
Well, I'm only too well aware of that man's taste in music.
I think you've been punished enough already.
Besides, you'd have to do a lot worse to undo how very proud I am of you today.
The pleasure's all mine.
Your parents are so cute.
They look like total emotional train wrecks.
Yeah, they are.
You know, on occasions like this,
it's nice that we can dress up in polyester choir robes
and stupid hats,
sit in the sun for a couple of hours to mark the occasion.
What fashion Einstein came up with this whole outfit?
I mean, is this a hat you really want to be wearing
the day you know people are going to be taking pictures?
Is that a smile?
Did I get you to forget about your speech at least for a second?
Yes, you did.
Ok.
Tell me more.
I'm not on my a-list material.
Sadly enough, that was my a-list material.
It's time for you to go sit up on stage
with the rest of the smart kids.
You'll be great.
See you soon.
All right.
I'd like to introduce to you
the winner of this year's pinnacle award,
senior salutatorian Ms. Josephine Potter!
Principal Peskin,
our families,
my fellow graduates,
I stand here before you aware of the similarities that we share.
I know that you're feeling, outside of my incredible stage fright,
the same things that I'm feeling--
pride and accomplishment, closure and regret,
and a hopeful outlook on the future.
But I don't think you need me to elaborate on those feelings.
Instead I--I wanted to share something personal
and tell you that...
That there are people in my life who are gone now,
people I miss very much
and people who I am haunted by in different ways,
but whether we're separated by death or merely distance,
I know that they're still with me because I keep them in my heart.
The truth is, in time, that's all that we're going to be to each other anyway,
this population of memories,
some wonderful and endearing,
some less so.
But taken together, those memories help make us who we are
and who we will be.
So whether you're here with each other now
or you're merely in each other's thoughts,
remember each other on that road ahead.
And I hope that no matter where your travels lead you in this life...
You'll always take Capeside with you.
Congratulations.
Aah!
Whoo!
Amanda Walters.
Cassandra Whitman.
Pacey Witter.