(On True Love)

Pacey: Hey, just caught us some dinner.

Joey: Ah, seafood. Great change of pace, Pace.

Pacey: Was that a note of disgust I detect at our sustenance of the ocean born?

Joey: After this trip, if I never eat a thing that breathes through gills again, it'll be too soon.

Pacey: So there she blows, huh? Capeside, Mass. Our first and last port of call.

Joey: Doesn't look much different than when we left it, does it?

Pacey: Well, that's cause it ain't, Fraulien.

Joey: I'm in no more of a race than you are to get back there, but it's not like we have another choice.

Pacey: We don't have to go home. We survived three months taking odd jobs. We can survive as long as we want. Just as long as we're happy.

Joey: Pacey, if you're so serious about this, than why bring it up now? Two hours from home?

Pacey: Twelve hours from home. See, I think we should probably drop anchor here, have a bite to eat and then we can debate whether or not to scrap this whole mission home.

Joey: You know, I don't believe you, Pacey Witter. I mean, as truant as your natural instinct may be, you'd never really suggest skipping our senior year entirely.

Pacey: Just what would we be missing from the land of poorly scripted melodramas, huh? Recycled plot lines, tiresome self-realizations. Throw in the occasional downward spiral of a dear friend, maybe a baby here and death there, and all you really got is a recipe for some soul sucking, mind numbing ennui, and I for one could skip it.

Joey: You know what continually amazes me, Pacey?

Pacey: What's that?

Joey: How long you've lasted without being thrown off this boat.

Pacey: Well, finally. There's something we can both agree upon.

(Pacey and Joey jump off True Love and into the water holding hands.)

(At the docks)

Pacey: Boy! That's a little on the heavy side. Who's that one for?

Joey: Um, my sister, I think. Is that everything?

Pacey: Yeah. For right now. I figured we'd just leave the rest of the stuff on boat and pick it up tomorrow. Uh, before we leave though, there is one other thing we should cover.

Joey: What's that?

Pacey: Well, they're gonna ask.

Joey: Who's gonna ask what?

Pacey: The masses. They're gonna ask what happened on the boat. Between you and I, you know, sexually speaking.

Joey: No one cares, Pacey. Okay, maybe they care, but they're not going to ask. It's too crass.

Pacey: We live in a crass age.

Joey: Okay. So what are you going to say?

Pacey: That really depends.

Joey: On?

Pacey: On what you're going to say.

Joey: Well, I guess I'm going to say nothing because it's no one's business.

Pacey: That's good. Nothing sounds perfect.

Joey: Besides, they're not going to ask.

Pacey: Oh, they'll ask.

Joey: Well, this is it. The last of our summer. I go left, you go right, and we spend the next full 24 hours away from each other.

Pacey: If you're curious as to why I'm not currently a wash in sadness, it's only because, to be perfectly honest, you were starting to get on my nerves, Jo.

Joey: Good, because you know, I'd hate to think after all of our intimate talks, you were actually covering up your aching heart with false bravado.

Pacey: Well, put your mind at ease. I guess I'll call you tomorrow, maybe.

Joey: Oh, if you think about it. Sure, okay. Good luck out there.

Pacey: Thanks.

(They both walk in opposite directions. Suddenly they both rush back towards each other and kiss.)

(At the Potter B&B)

Joey: I can't believe you!

Bessie: I'm your sister. I'm entitled to know.

Joey: No, you're not.

Bessie: I'll rephrase. I'm your sister you ditched high and dry last year. I'm entitled to know.

Joey: Open your gift.

Bessie: A plant.

Joey: It's a Carolina Jasmine. At night, if the wind hit right, we could smell them two miles out on the water.

Bessie: At night while you and Pacey were...

Joey: Quit it. I haven't even unpacked yet.

(At Doug's apartment)

Gretchen: As usual, your level of maturity astounds. I know, why don't you stay with Joey?

Pacey: What's that suppose to mean?

Gretchen: Well, you have a girlfriend now. I'm sure she would be more than happy to set you up with a little bed. Or share hers.

Pacey: You know, honestly, I don't appreciate that suggestion or the tone that accompanies it.

Doug: You know, Gretchen's got a point. If any place has extra rooms, it's a B&B.

Pacey: I'm not going to impose upon on that family.

Gretchen: Yeah, why should you, when you have your own to impose on?

Pacey: Ahh, Gretchen, so good to have you home. Oh no, whoops, silly me. I don't have a home anymore.

Gretchen: Hey, it pains me to see you this way. It really does. (to Doug) Pass the iced tea. Thanks.

(At Jen's house)

Jen: Okay, enough about me. You're the one fresh from the world excursion. So?

Joey: We had the time of our lives. I honestly wouldn't even know where to begin talking about it.

Jen: Well, I'll help you out. Cut to the sordid stuff.

Joey: Jen!

Jen: Come on, Joey, I wouldn't be human if I didn't want to know. You and Pacey, alone on a boat for three months. Everybody's going to ask.

Joey: We're not talking about it.

Jen: With my experience on that particular yes or no question, no means no, and we're not talking about it means you did.

Joey: You got me. We did it. All day, all night, 24/7. Are you aware that there are at least 38 known different sexual positions. And 42 if you're flexible enough.

Jen: Okay, it's none of my business.

(At the dock in front of the B&B)

Pacey: Guess who?

Joey: Uh, let's see. It can't possibly be my boyfriend. We're not supposed to see each other till tomorrow. He was growing sick of me.

Pacey: Yeah, that was before he found out he was homeless and needed to bum a couch for the night.

Joey: Ahh, try again. B&B is booked. I'm on the couch myself till Tuesday.

Pacey: Is it just me, or are you starting to get the distinct feeling that this town really didn't miss us all that much.

Joey: It's like the reverse of "It's a Wonderful Life". Everybody's better off without us.

Pacey: Except for each other. So what do you want to do tonight? Wanna grab some pizza and hang out on the boat, or I was thinking maybe we could go catch a bad summer movie at the $1.50 theater. What do you say?

Joey: Well, uh actually, Jen invited me to the Dive-In.

Pacey: The Dive-In? Everybody from school is gonna be at the Dive-In. To be perfectly honest, I don't think I'm prepared for that quite yet. (after a pause) Were you gonna go without me?

Joey: We could just go together. I think it would be fun. And healthy. You know, to see everyone.

Pacey: To see Dawson.

Joey: Yes, to see Dawson, which we've talked about, Pacey. It's no secret that I'm anxious to get things squared away with him.

Pacey: It's no secret. And to be perfectly honest. I don't really care where we go or what we do. As long as we do it together.

Joey: Thank you.

(At the Dive-In, Joey and Pacey are holding hands, but Joey lets go of his hand when they spot Dawson, Jen, and Jack.)

Joey: Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

Pacey: It wasn't my idea in the first place.

Joey: Do you think that-

Pacey: You thought that maybe I should go and get us something to drink while you go and say hi?

Joey: I mean, I just think it will be easier.

Pacey: Yeah, no problem. Be back with a coke.

(Pacey runs into Gretchen while he was standing in line for drinks.)

Gretchen: Is it possible that you've actually grown more obnoxious over time?

Pacey: Well, it is the Witter way.

Gretchen: And somehow, you still got the girl.

Pacey: Yes, I did. Who'd have thunk that me and Joey would end up together, huh?

Gretchen: Uh, me.

Pacey: You did not.

Gretchen: It didn't take Nostradamus to call it. I mean look at your similarities. You're both classic scrappy underdogs. She's sassy and you're a legendary annoyance. She's beautiful, and you're lucky.

Pacey: There is a compliment in there somewhere, right?

Gretchen: You're both lucky.

Pacey: Thank you.

(Joey and Jack talking and watching the movie while they wait for Dawson to come over to say hi.)

Joey: Ask me a question.

Jack: I get it. It's the old let's small talk till the other comes over, right?

Joey: Precisely. Just ask me a question.

Jack: (smiling) Actually, I did have a question.

Joey: Not that question!

Jack: Come on!

Joey: Jack!

Jack: I won't tell anybody, I swear.

(Pacey finds Joey after she has talked to Dawson.)

Joey: There you are.

Pacey: And here we go.

Joey: What are you doing?

Pacey: Doing both of us a favor, taking both of us home.

Joey: Are you gonna ask me if I wanna go?

Pacey: Do I have to?

Joey: Maybe I'm having a fun time.

Pacey: If this is how you look when you're enjoying yourself, Jo, then you weren't having a good time on the boat this summer, cause you never once looked like this.

Joey: And you never once behaved like this.

Pacey: And just how am I behaving?

Joey: I don't know, currently I'm deciding between asinine, immature child, or arrogant infantile boyfriend.

Pacey: You know, I didn't want to come here in the first place.

Joey: Well then you shouldn't have come.

Pacey: Yeah, I guess you would love that. It would have given you all the time in the world to square things away with Dawson. Those were your words, right, square things away?

Joey: Pacey, dealing with Dawson is a reality to me. It's a reality for the both of us.

Pacey: The guy hates me. Okay? I can't fix that.

Joey: Well, you can try!

Pacey: I don't want to!

Joey: Well I do! And I'm sorry if you have a problem with that.

Pacey: You're damn right I have a problem with that. You're not even unpacked yet, the first thing you think to do is-

Joey: Look, I can't help it if he's been on my mind. But it doesn't mean what you think it means.

Pacey: I don't know what it means. I don't care what it means. I've just watched you grow more and more preoccupied every day this week, and I'm tired of it, and it better stop.

Joey: You better watch who you're ordering around Pacey. We're not on the boat, and we haven't been for a day.

Pacey: Who ya kidding, Jo? Come on. You got off that boat long before the two of us did.

c: What is that suppose to mean?

Pacey: You're a smart girl, Jo. You can figure it out.

(At the docks, on True Love)

Joey: Well, I've decided something. And it is perhaps the singularly most important thing that I've realized in the last 45 minutes, so I must share it with you. This town has far too many stoplights for somebody who's not very good at driving stick. I stalled 7 times coming over here.

Pacey: Too bad it wasn't 8.

Joey: I stalled 7 times and 6 out of the 7 times, you know what I thought about?

(Pacey shakes his head no.)

You. It's this secret thing I do whenever I get really pissed off or confused or angry or upset or sad. I think of you and I immediately feel good inside. I guess it's kinda like taking a good-mood pill or something. And I swore to myself that I would never tell you that I did this because it is so girly and stupid. And I just told you because I needed to score major points for not explaining what went down tonight. Or where I've been the last week when I haven't been on this boat.

Pacey: Keep going.

Joey: Pacey, I wanted to see Dawson tonight, not because for 4 months of my life he was my boyfriend, but because for the better part of my life, he was my friend. And as my friend, I hurt him deeply. And living with that fact has caused me no small amount of guilt over the past 3 months. So yes, I have been preoccupied. And it has made my mind wander. But my heart. That's a fixed point. 3 months of riding the open waters couldn't shake it. I'll be damned if I let your insecurities shake it. My heart never left this boat. It never left you. As far as I can see, it's not going to anytime soon.

Pacey: Okay, you got me. I do wanna know one thing, though.

Joey: What's that.

Pacey: I want to know what exactly it was you thought of the 7th time you stalled.

Joey: That I was never going to drive stick again.

Pacey: (laughing) How very practical. (they kiss)

Joey: Hey Pacey?

Pacey: Hmm?

Joey: Do you think we can do that thing that we do sometimes?

Pacey: You wanna do that thing? Yeah.

(Inside True Love, Pacey and Joey are lying in separate hammocks, reading The Little Mermaid)

Joey: The little mermaid can not take her eyes from the ship, or from the beautiful Prince. The color of lanterns had been extinguished. No more rockets rose in the air and the cannon had ceased firing. But the sea became restless and a moaning, grumbling sound could be heard beneath the waves. (Joey passes the book to Pacey)

Pacey: After awhile, the sails became very quickly unfurled and the noble ship continued her passage. But soon, the waves rose high, the clouds darkened the sky and lightning appeared in the distance. A dreadful storm approaching. Once more the sails were reefed and the great ship pursued her flying course over the raging sea. To the little mermaid, this appeared pleasant sport. Not so for the sailors. (Pacey looks up to a sleeping Joey)