Previously on Dawson's Creek
Isn't it a little early to be knocking 'em back?
Rehab, rehab is for quitters.
The fact that I recently destroyed
your house with an automobile
must have slipped my mind.
My attitude isn't the problem here.
Yours is.
I shouldn't be here.
Why?
I shouldn't be dealing with all of the ghosts
of relationships past.
It's too much.
I don't understand why you wouldn't call me back.
It's not like you, okay?
And I guess I'm just scared
that something may have happened to you.
Eddie Doling, 3a?
We're in the wrong apartment, right?
So...
Anyway, here's the thing.
Um, I messed up,
and I'm really sorry...
You know, for my insane behavior
the past couple of months,
for any pain or worry I might have caused you guys,
for...
Pushing you away when you were just trying to be my friends.
So the thing is that after the whole Christmas debacle,
you know, I went home to Los Angeles, and...
This one night,
this one horrible, horrible night,
I found myself at this party in Malibu
on this beach...
Full of strangers.
And the sun was coming up, and...
I was just drunk off my ass, and...
I remember looking around and thinking,
"You know what?
"Maybe the problem isn't Joey...
"Or Pacey or...
"Jen or C.J.
"Or Jack or Dawson or anyone else.
"Just maybe...
Maybe it's me."
I don't expect you to forgive me right away
because I do realize how bad I've messed up, and...
You know, I just...
If you guys wanna call me sometime,
you know, just to say hi, that would be really cool.
Because I really love you guys, and I miss you,
and I'm just really sorry.
- Audrey. - Audrey.
Hey, come on. Come back here.
Audrey. Audrey. Hey.
We missed you. Yeah.
I missed you, sweetie.
It's ok.
Mmm. Mmm.
Oh, god! Ha!
What are you doing?
I was just having a sexual fantasy
about the new bartender.
We were out in the alley, and we were doing it
against the brick wall behind the garbage bins.
Interesting.
'Cause to me, it's totally the pool table.
Joey Potter, I am shocked!
What? I am not above the occasional random sexual fantasy
to help the otherwise glacially paced workday.
Believe me. Don't let the prim exterior fool you.
Underneath it all, I'm actually...
Less prim.
Oh, while we're on the subject
of bartenders with lust-worthy asses,
whatever happened to Eddie?
What do you mean? He got fired.
Well, I know that.
But he never even came back to clear out his locker.
Well, why would you think
that I would know where he was?
Well, weren't you two--
Oh. Oh, we had a little fling.
A barely significant fling.
I mean, it was...
Nothing.
I guess I must have got it wrong.
Yeah. Me and Eddie, way over.
It was over before it started.
Ok, well, good.
Then I guess you wouldn't mind clearing out his locker.
The boss has been asking me about it,
and we really do need the space.
I'd do it myself, but I was kinda hoping
to cut out early for band practice.
Yeah, sure. That's no problem.
Good. Ok.
Um, I guess you can pretty much
just throw everything into the garbage.
If there was anything of any worth,
I'm sure he would have come back for it already.
Right.
You're a love.
Oh. Have fun then, Joey.
So continue watching to see if the merger takes.
In the meantime, advise caution to your clients.
Now one final note.
I'd like to remind you
to keep pushing Stepatech industries.
It's about to shoot through the roof.
When their new drug gets approved on Monday,
anyone who holds the stock
is going to be very, very rich.
And I don't need to remind you
that Stepatech itself is a client here,
and we'd like to keep them happy,
so keep giving it the hard sell.
All right, let's go out there and make some money.
Witter, can I talk to you for one second?
Please.
Here's the thing.
I know we've had our problems in the past,
but don't think that because of that
I'd let your good work go unnoticed or unrewarded.
Rich, please,
the enormous commissions are reward enough for me.
Spoken like a true acolyte.
So I have an extra reward in store for you.
There's a big shindig tomorrow night
at the home of Roger Stepavitch.
Do you know who Roger Stepavitch is?
Of course I do.
He's the founder and CEO of Stepatech industries.
Very good.
He asked me personally to bring
my most promising seller to this particular shindig,
which puts me in kind of a tough position
because, well, it's you, Pacey.
You're my best seller. Let's face it.
You have some sort of natural gift for this stuff,
a gift which unfortunately is matched
only by your incredible ego and attitude.
And I'm torn because on the one hand,
I see flashes of greatness in you.
And on the other hand,
I see flashes of you freaking out on me
in the middle of the French quarter down in New Orleans,
or you suddenly pretending to get sick
and blowing off work for a couple days
for no apparent reason.
So as you can see, I'm in a bit of a bind.
I want to bring you to this party, Pacey.
But first I need to know something.
Can you be a team player?
Wow, Rich, I-- I mean, uh, heh.
I don't know what to say here.
I'm honored. Yeah.
I'm honored by the trust that you've placed in me,
and I do know that we have had
our differences in the past.
But you should know that now
I am 100% committed to this job
and everything that it has to offer.
And I fully realize
what an enormous opportunity you're giving me here
by taking me to this party, so--
Witter, I don't need your life story.
A simple yes or no would have sufficed.
Right. Well, in that case,
yes, absolutely.
You can count on me 100%. I'm a team player.
Good. It's settled, then. You're coming to the party.
I--I appreciate that. That's--this is fantastic.
Hi.
Sorry to keep you all waiting. I--
Oh. Hello.
Dude, what is up with all the Courtney love wannabes?
It's like an Audrey convention out there.
Um, yes, well, why don't you come on in
and I'll explain about that.
Hey.
Ok, you guys, what's up?
Why are you looking at me like somebody died?
I don't know how to say this.
Um, those girls out there?
They're out there because they're auditioning
to be lead singer of this band.
But we already have a lead singer, you guys.
Yes, we did have a lead singer.
Unfortunately, she flaked out so terribly,
she had to be replaced.
You know, got drunk a lot,
messed up on stage,
and then disappeared to California
without so much as a phone call,
missing several band rehearsals,
you know, the usual bit
that gets lead singers kicked out of bands.
But the thing is we have a gig tomorrow night,
like, a real gig.
Well, we're third on the bill,
but we're opening up for a band
that's opening up for a band that's really good.
Like, amazing, actually,
and...
This could potentially be huge for us,
and we can't afford to muck it up.
What band?
Loud milk.
Oh.
I love that band.
Don't we all,
and we're playing at the bent elbow.
The place is, like, famous.
I know.
It's all fairly monumental,
which is why we needed a new lead singer,
one with the talent
minus the drama.
Ok.
I got it, but...
The thing is...
That you guys should know,
is that there was this lead singer,
you know, the one who flaked out terribly
and messed up and deserved to get fired,
but, you see, that lead singer--she's gone.
Because she had this moment of clarity on a beach in Malibu,
and she realized that all of the drinking
and the partying and--and the general mayhem
was costing her the things
that were most important in her life
like her friends and...
This band.
You guys, I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry
because this band is one of the few things
that I care about in the whole stupid world!
Ok, and--and you have got to admit
that I may be part of the reason
why you guys got that gig.
And you know that none of those girls out there
are gonna be half as good as me
when I'm good!
And I promise you
that if you give me another chance,
I will be better than good.
I will be the best.
Please.
You guys, just gimme--
just gimme another chance, please?
Ok.
But I swear, if you make me regret this,
I will kill you.
No, I won't, I won't, I won't!
Aaaah!
♪ I don't believe it ♪
♪ How I left you standing there ♪
♪ I left you bleeding there ♪
♪ I don't understand it ♪
♪ How I always make you mad ♪
♪ I seem to make it bad ♪
♪ And though I don't wanna bitch ♪
♪ till I'm old ♪
♪ gray and 66 ♪
♪ Don't wanna have just a bad time ♪
♪ I still have faith ♪
♪ I won't push you away ♪
♪ Don't wanna have just the bad time ♪
♪ Don't wanna have just the bad times ♪
That actually sounded very good.
All right. So, everyone meet back here at 8:15?
Ok. Sure.
Hey.
Hello.
You girls rock.
Oh. Well, thanks.
So, um...
Uh, you like to have fun?
I guess.
Well, I'm with the, uh, the other opening band,
Satan's tampon?
You ever hear of us?
I can't say that I have.
Right. Well, there's a--
there's a party happenin' later on the tour bus
if you wanna come.
Ok, Harley,
all you have to do is follow the formula.
It's simple.
"A" squared plus "B" squared
equals "C" squared.
Forget it. I'm never gonna get it.
Yes, you will. You just follow the formula.
Screw the formula.
The formula can lick my Lily-white ass.
Nice. You kiss your father with that mouth?
Ew, gross. Why would I kiss my father?
You know what? Fine. Why don't we take a break?
You want a soda?
I'd rather have a vodka.
Oh, sorry. We're out.
What?
Just wonderin' how you're holdin' up.
How I'm holding up?
Look, we could sit here all night
and pretend that I don't know what I know about you and Eddie
or you could actually realize
that I might be a good confidante or shoulder to cry on.
We could talk about it.
I appreciate the offer, but there's really nothing to talk about.
What do you mean there's nothing to talk about?
The boy just disappeared with no explanation.
He broke your heart.
You're dying inside, wanting to know what happened to him.
Thanks for the recap.
Joey, listen,
I may be a 15-year-old idiot, but...
I'm also your friend,
and I understand the situation with you and Eddie
better than you're giving me credit for.
You're my friend?
Yeah. We're friends.
Aren't we?
Yeah, I guess we are.
Cool. So, how's the search going?
Any new leads?
What search?
What, am I supposed to hire a private detective
to find some guy I dated for 2 months
who obviously never wants to see me again?
Well, how do you know he doesn't want to see you?
Maybe he just got bonked on the head
and now he has amnesia.
Or maybe he got kidnapped
by international jewel thieves.
Point is, you have to be your own detective.
Well, now that you mention it,
and I can't believe I'm telling you this,
but...
I sort of found a manuscript he wrote.
It had a phone number
and address on it in Worcester,
which is where his parents live,
and they probably know where he is--
Well, what are you waiting for?
What, am I just supposed to call them up and ask?
Yes! Duh.
Don't you think it--
it seems a little desperate and pathetic?
It's romantic and heartfelt.
I guess it wouldn't hurt to call.
I mean, at least I'd know where he was.
You know, that he was alive.
Go. Call.
What's going on?
Oh, it's all very exciting.
The phone is actually ringing.
Shut up.
Hello?
Welcome to the big leagues, my friend.
Please don't embarrass me.
Rich Rinaldi.
Hi.
Hey. How ya doing? It's good to see ya.
Good to see you.
So, congratulations on landing the account.
Roger's over there singing your praises.
That's certainly appreciated, Carl.
We do our best.
This is, uh, Carl Rosen,
VP in charge of marketing at Stepatech.
Have you met Pacey Witter, one of our most promising young sellers?
I have a feeling you're gonna be hearing a lot from him in the future.
Oh, pleasure to meet you, Mr. Witter.
It's a pleasure to meet you, too, sir.
Well, gentlemen, keep up the good work. Enjoy yourselves.
Thanks. Thank you.
Ah.
Excuse me.
Uh, I see someone that I'm going need to pow-wow with.
You gonna be ok on your own for a little while?
Ok. Save me.
I'm sorry?
Ok, there's this 98-year-old man over there
that will not stop grabbing my ass.
So, you know, just until he stops lurking,
just pretend that we're having some sort of a conversation.
Ok. Hi.
That's it?
That's it? That's all I get? "Ok. Hi"?
Ok. Hi, I'm Pacey Witter.
Oh. Well, so, you're Pacey Witter.
What, you've heard of me?
Let's just say that your reputation precedes you.
Now, I've heard that you are quite the up-and-coming young talent,
a real boy wonder.
And just where did you hear that?
Let's just say that I make it my business
to know these things.
So, then, you work for Stepatech?
Nope.
So...
It must be a real honor,
Rich picking you out of everybody to come here tonight?
I see. You know Rich.
Well, whatever you do,
do not believe a word that man says about me.
So, tell me something, Pacey.
You're new at this, right?
Mm-hmm.
Tough business. Lotta sharks.
Ah, it's not so bad.
Why this?
Smart kid like you, you could be in college.
I mean, is it the money or--
No. No. Not really.
Well, that's a lie.
In the beginning it was definitely the money,
and then after that,
it was the thrill of the hunt,
the adrenaline,
and now I guess it's some combination of the both.
And what about you? What do you do?
Ooh.
I guess he's gone.
Wait, that's it?
You're just gonna leave?
Mm-hmm.
But I don't even know your name.
Well, you're gonna have to try a little harder than that.
I'll see ya later, Pacey.
Where is she?
Who? Who, she says.
You know damn well who!
Harley?
Harley, get your butt out here this instant!
Harley isn't here.
You don't have to cover for her, Joey.
The school called.
She cut class again. Fourth time this month.
Harley?
Come on, I know you're hiding.
Don't be afraid, just get your ass out here
so that I can kick it into oblivion.
You know, I hate to interrupt
your extremely effective parenting techniques,
but I'm afraid she's really not here.
Well, where do you think she went?
I mean, she--she's probably ok, right?
I mean, I mean you--you think she's ok, don't you?
Where is this coming from?
Look, Joey, I--I admit
that I haven't been the most present parent to this point,
but sometime--
I don't know, one minute it was all
Barney and Elmo, and now,
well, I'm kinda startin' to realize
that my little muffin
might just be a juvenile delinquent.
All right. Calm down.
She's not a juvenile delinquent.
I mean, yeah, she talks a good game,
and she may skip school occasionally, but...
It's all just a front.
Trust me.
Still doesn't change the fact that she's missing.
My little girl is missing.
Hey, Daddy.
Harley.
Where have you been, young lady?
I just had an errand to run...
In Worcester.
Hey.
Big gig, huh?
Yeah.
You nervous?
No.
That's a lie.
Yeah, actually, tremendously.
I don't think I've ever done this sober before.
Well, in that case--
I quit.
Quit?
I'm re-assessing my life
or something.
Bummer.
Yeah.
Yeah, whatever happened to that girl in Philly?
You know what?
Actually, can I just...
Have a sip?
Yeah. Sure.
Thanks.
Want one of these?
Ok.
Ugh.
There you go.
So do you think maybe you could stop ignoring me
so we could go somewhere and talk?
Oh, I'm sorry. Was I ignoring you?
My compliments to the chef
on the deep-fried buffalo wings.
They're excellent tonight.
Shouldn't you be home punishing her?
I am punishing her.
I'm making her sit
and have a meal with her father.
By the way, we're outta root beer.
Ask the bartender.
Hey.
Thank you for driving her back,
but do me a favor.
The next time my daughter comes to visit you in the gutter,
shut the door, slither off, and stay the hell away from her.
So, that's it?
You're just not gonna talk to me?
If you have something to say, go ahead.
Fine.
Look, Joey, I'm--I'm here because I know,
and I wanna help you deal with this.
I mean, it's my problem, too.
What?
Look, Harley told me.
Ok? I know.
Know what?
About...
About the whole, you know,
the whole pregnancy thing.
Oh. You mean the whole fake pregnancy thing
she made up in order to lure you here
under false pretenses.
That whole pregnancy thing.
So, whoa, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
You're not--
you mean you're-- you're not pregnant?
No.
Oh, thank god.
Even if I was, I certainly wouldn't tell Harley.
Hey, is this my, uh--
where did you get this?
Just one of the many non-valuables
you left behind for someone else to clean up.
Oh, I see. So I leave you behind,
therefore you send your little Minion to come after me
and trick me back?
But perhaps if you didn't wanna be found, Eddie,
maybe you should've covered your tracks a little better.
Did you--
did you call my house and hang up yesterday?
No.
Wow, you know, I mean, it makes sense.
I mean, you're obviously pissed off by the way things ended between us.
Oh, you see, you know what?
That's where you're wrong
because things actually really never ended between us, Eddie.
You just up and moved to Worcester for no apparent reason
without even informing me,
which to me, if you ask me,
that's not really an ending, now, is it?
I don't care.
I mean, now that I know you're alive, the mystery's solved.
You can go.
Joey, I left, but did you ever stop to think
that maybe I did that for you?
Are you dying, Eddie?
No.
Were you protecting, uh, government secrets?
Were you kidnapped by international jewel thieves? Is that it?
Because otherwise,
the only person you did that for was yourself.
It was a nice, easy out. I get it.
You know what, you got it.
You're out.
Do you think it was that easy?
It was the hardest thing I've ever done.
Really?
You know what? Forget it, ok? It doesn't matter.
I'm just gonna go.
Fine.
Fine!
So, why, Eddie? Why?
Because, ok?
Because? Because.
Because I couldn't even face you.
Ok? Because I was ashamed.
Ashamed?
Ashamed of what? Joey, I couldn't even find a job.
I couldn't pay rent. They turned my electricity off.
I had cockroaches crawling on my arm.
But why would you think
that would make a difference to me, Eddie?
I mean, I'm poor, too, remember? I'm just like you.
No, ok? You are not just like me,
'cause you actually have a future.
You actually have a life ahead of you.
So do you.
No! No, don't you see?
I mean, that's why I punched Hetson that time,
because he was right, and I knew he was right.
I mean, why is it that you're the only one who can't see it?
Joey, I'm nothing.
I'm just a guy with no job,
no money in the bank, no prospects,
no education, no talents, nothing.
Hell, I even got the rejection letter to prove it.
They said you have promise.
Well, they say that to everyone they reject.
Yeah, but in your case, it's true.
Look, I appreciate the pep talk and all, I do.
But let's face facts.
I mean, you and I, we're headed for 2 very different futures.
And the truth is, Joey, is...
You deserve to be with the best guy in the room,
not the one who picks up his trash
or buses his table.
You're gonna have whatever you want in this life, Joey.
I wanted you.
No.
No, you wanted that guy you met in English class.
And I'm not him.
I gotta go.
What is up, bent elbow?!
♪ Who can turn the ♪ ♪ world on with her smile? ♪
♪ Who can take a nothing day, ♪
♪ and suddenly make ♪ ♪ it seem worthwhile? ♪
♪ Well it's you girl, and ♪ ♪ you should know it ♪
♪ with each thing and every ♪ ♪ movement you show it ♪
Well, I got in on the ground floor.
Sort of had an instinct about it.
Instinct or luck?
I don't believe in luck when it comes to money.
The lucky ones never do.
Come on, we have some business to attend to.
Do you know her?
Who? Her.
Uh, well, from the back of her head,
I'd say I have absolutely no idea.
Now, perhaps, you'd like to join me
in the private office of Roger Stepavitch
so we can discuss ways you and I can get closer
to becoming millionaires.
I can do that. Good.
So, Pacey,
Rich tells me you have quite a raw talent.
Well, everything I learned, I learned from Rich.
Well, I appreciate all your hard work.
You've helped sell a lot of Stepatech stock for us.
Only because I believe in your company, sir.
Tell me, Pacey, were you surprised
when Rich told you that we decided
you should take on a more prominent role
in the handling of the Stepatech corporate account?
Actually, Roger, I hadn't mentioned it to him yet.
Oh.
And I'm really sorry, gentlemen,
but I don't think I follow.
What do you mean, a more prominent role?
Uh, it's like a promotion, Pacey.
Your title will stay the same,
but you will be getting a substantial raise.
And from now on, your name will be on all transactions
that we handle for Stepatech corporate.
That's-- that's fantastic.
But honestly, do you think I'm ready for something like that?
I mean, I just finished those series 7s,
and I’m a little green, but other than that,
you know, if you think I can do it--
Uh, I thought that you said that, um--
Actually, I'm a little surprised by your attitude, Pacey.
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I think I mis-spoke.
It's just such a fantastic opportunity
for a man as young as myself.
It caught me a little flat-footed.
But let it never be said that Pacey j. Witter
is not all about stepping into the future,
which, if I'm correct,
is actually the slogan for your fine company.
That'll do.
Excellent. Well, welcome aboard, young man.
I predict great things for you in the future.
Well, thank you, sir.
And I hope I can live up to your expectations.
I have no doubt that you will.
You're mad at me, aren't you?
No.
Yes, you are.
I know I messed up. I'm sorry.
You were so sad, I just thought I could help.
I know, Harley.
It's just that in the future,
maybe you could obtain my express written consent
before you go off Willy-nilly telling boys that I'm pregnant,
or on second thought,
maybe you could just not do it at all, ok?
I won't. Promise.
Thanks.
So what happened?
He's gone.
He just left, and he's given up,
and the thing that sucks about it
is I read those stories,
and they're actually really good,
and he's never gonna do anything with them.
He's probably just gonna rot away in Worcester for the rest of his life
and there's nothing that I can do.
Look.
What?
Hello?
No.
Why not?
Because I’m...
I'm not asking your dad to read his stories.
I mean, he'd never help him,
and even if he wanted to,
Eddie would never let him.
It's worth a try, isn't it?
I mean, if my dad hates them,
Eddie never has to know,
and if he loves them, maybe he can help him.
It's better than him rotting away in Worcester forever.
Professor Hetson,
um...
I was wondering if you could maybe read these short stories
and tell me what you think.
You are aware that I'm honest to a point some have called brutal?
Yes.
And that I've crushed more than one would-be
Sylvia Plath’s literary ambitions into oblivion?
You're still willing to take that chance with yours?
They're not really my ambitions.
No.
Come on.
You just have to read them.
I mean, they're really good.
They're amazing, actually.
I don't care.
You're his last chance, Professor Hetson.
I know that you have connections.
If you could just give him some encouragement, at least?
Look, Miss Potter, let's get something clear.
Not only is your Mr. Doling not a registered student at Worthington,
not only did he try to defraud our hallowed university,
ok, not only did he kidnap my one and only--
He didn't kidnap her.
He gave her a ride home.
Potato, po-tah-to.
The thing is, Joey, I could forgive all that
if it were not for one fatal mistake.
He punched me in the face.
I mean, there could have been scarring, broken bones.
We're talking serious disfigurement
of one of my most cherished assets,
and that is not cool in my book.
Come on, Harley. We gotta go.
Don't worry. I'll work on him.
Don't forget your bag.
Shh.
♪ No, I don't want to bitch till I'm a grand 66 ♪
♪ Don't wanna have just bad times ♪
♪ uh... ♪
♪ I don't need a picture to tell me that I'm wrong ♪
♪ I don't need you to go on and on ♪
♪ I don't need no picture telling me that you're wrong ♪
♪ Aah, whoa! ♪
♪ I want to be the lizard king! ♪
Boo!
She sucks!
♪ Got off the phone ♪
♪ He just broke up with his girlfriend ♪
♪ We got a hairy play to show over the weekend ♪
♪ We got a Cadillac from 1967 ♪
♪ And in the end all the children go to heaven ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Got outta class because it's useless information ♪
♪ They got a mouth that just attacks imagination ♪
♪ I'm all dressed up, but I ain't got no invitation ♪
Feel better?
Yeah.
Good.
You're out of the band.
No.
Emma, you can't kick me out.
You can't. I can do better
because I had this moment of clarity on a beach in Malibu
and I know that I need to be better, and I can--
Don't want to hear it, Audrey. You're out.
I'll call you a cab.
Go home and sleep it off.
♪ Yeah, yeah, it doesn't matter ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, when we're together ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, it's innovation ♪
♪ Yeah, now we're changing corporations' ♪
♪ Lack of motivation ♪
♪ Teenage expiration ♪
♪ The only thing that saves you at all ♪
Yes, yes, I am back.
Can you believe it?
Harley "forgot" her backpack.
Oh, yeah, um, I'll get it for you.
It's right behind the bar.
So your little plan worked.
Harley annoyed me into reading a couple of Mr. Doling's stories.
Really?
Yes.
And while I found them to be overall perhaps
maybe a little overwrought and derivative,
they do show at their core a writer with potential.
Really? You think he has potential?
Don't make me say it again.
Well, I mean, is there something--
there's gotta be something you can do to help him.
I mean, maybe you can show his stories to a publisher.
He's not ready for that.
Well, maybe you could pull some strings at Worthington.
No.
Come on, there's gotta be something you can do,
anything.
All right. There is someone I know
who teaches at the California writer's workshop.
Are you serious? Do you think you can get him in?
I think Eddie could get Eddie in
with my recommendation.
Well, isn't that place
kind of, like, prestigious?
Kinda, like, uh-huh.
Well, he doesn't even have an undergrad degree.
Yeah, no, I know. I still think he's got a shot.
Let me know what he says.
Oh, yeah, well, you know what,
actually, Professor Hetson,
I think he'd rather hear it from you.
Joey, the kid punched me.
I'll try and get him into this program,
but I kinda think that that's enough.
Yeah, but, see, Professor Hetson,
the thing is, he's kind of... Given up,
and I don't think he'd listen to me.
I really...
We're not on the best of terms.
It's a fascinating saga.
Tell you what. It's up to you.
You want to try and convince him,
tell him I'll write a recommendation,
but either way, it's up to you.
The ball's in your court, kid.
Look, I'm off.
I've got Harley chained to a radiator.
Kidding, Joey. Get a sense of humor.
So, I guess this is good night.
You know, I'm never going to be able to call you
if you don't tell me your name.
That was a big night for you in there, huh?
Yeah, I guess it was.
Yeah.
So, um, I saw you and Rich
going into Roger's private office.
I'm sorry?
Let me guess.
You're moving up in the world,
maybe he offered you a promotion?
A big raise?
Are you a reporter?
Look, I just think maybe you should ask yourself
why this has all been so easy...
Or if it's just a little too good to be true.
Good luck, Pacey.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I thought that you should have this.
It doesn't belong in the garbage.
Thanks.
Sure.
I gave it to Hetson, and, uh,
he said he could maybe
get you into the California writer's workshop.
You, uh, gave this to Hetson?
Yeah, that's right.
What's the point, Joey?
I mean, they're not gonna let me in.
Even if they did, I can't afford that place.
Maybe there's a scholarship, ok?
Or financial aid.
The point is to at least try.
I mean, this is a shot, Eddie, a real shot.
I suggest you take it.
Ok, you know what, if you want to be a coward about our relationship
and run out on me, that's fine,
but don't be a coward about this.
I mean, this is your life.
Don't give up so easily.
I guess I should go.
You know what?
Actually, I'm not gonna go
because that's just what you want me to do.
Look, a long time ago,
you told me that you wanted to be one of those people
that took chances, who really lived life,
but I guess that was a line, huh?
Because as far as I can see, you're just afraid
of me, of yourself, of actually living your life.
You're right.
So now what? What are you gonna do about it?
Are you just gonna sit here and rot away in Worcester?
No.
Wrong answer.
I'm just doing what you told me to do.
That's not what I meant.
It's too late for that, Eddie.
I...
I gotta go.
Wait, Joey, wait.
I love you.
Please, Joey, don't--don't go.
I don't want it to be too late.
I love you, too.
Bye.
Audrey.
Audrey, wake up.
Audrey!
Audrey.