Pacey
What are you trying to prove?
Just trying to help Joey.
Pacey
[Under his breath in a disbelieving tone] Just trying to help Joey. Look, man, why don't you just take a swing at me? I mean, honestly, just take a poke, get it over with, save us both a lot of time and trouble. Wouldn't involve our friends.
Pacey
Do you think that by indulging yourself in this James Dean meets Grease Lightning fantasy that you're actually going to prove that you're a better man than I am?
I don't have to prove that. You made that clear when you moved in on Joey.
Pacey
For the very last time, Dawson. I made a mistake. [Pause] I thought you of all people would understand falling for Joey Potter.
[Laughs rudely] Are you delusional enough to believe that you actually have something real with Joey?
Pacey
Well if I do, it's because of our own free will.
Do you really think that a couple confused weeks means anything compared to the lifetime that we've had?
Pacey
And do you actually think that you could possibly hold onto that beautiful woman with some sort of selfish ultimatum?
Answer my question Pacey, do you really think that you can compete with history?
Pacey
Some history. 15 years of watching PG movies in your bedroom followed by another year and a half of pretending to be grown up only to drop each other at the first sign of crisis. That's your history? Come on, man...and you call this woman your soul mate?
Yes, I do and you knew that and you went after her anyway.
Pacey
Right after you rejected her.
Oh, so she was vulnerable. Perfect for you, 'cause you're only interested in girls you can save or screw, right Pace? [Pacey just stares at Dawson and walks away]
No you didn't, Dawson, you lost.
If you knew a little more about sailing, you would know that you got disqualified for- [Pacey walks up]
Pacey
For nearly killing me!
What, I got disqualified?
Pacey; Oh, I've got a couple more words for what you are!
Okay, let's not forget who started this, Pacey! You're the one who said you want to-
Okay, stop! The both of you, stop this. I'm not some damn trophy.
Pacey
No, Jo...[Turns to Dawson] Let's not forget who started this, okay. Let's not forget who pushed me towards Joey Potter in the first place, it was you!
Pacey
Yes, it was you! Because you couldn't be bothered-
Because I didn't want to get hurt again, Pacey, I still had feelings for her, I still loved her! I-i still love her [He looks at Joey. Pause as Pacey scoffs and shakes his head]
I-I hate this. I hate all of this! God, I hate you for kissing me and forcing me to figure out what it all means, Pacey! And I hate you, Dawson, for forcing me to make a choice between our friendship and what I might have had with him. And I hate myself, I mean, I wish we could go back to the way it was, I wish I could take it all back, but I can't. Nothing is worth going through all of this. No one person is worth this. Neither one of you and especially not me.
Have you told her how you feel?
Pacey
Andie, she already knows how I feel.
I mean, have you really told her, Pacey? You can't just leave without letting her know. I mean, that's not like you. You--you don't just stand and let things happen, and you don't run away, either. You have to tell her that you love her, and you have to try to get her back, because if you don't, I promise you, you will regret it.
[Joey walks over to Pacey sitting at a table]
I've been meaning to ask you something all night, Pacey. [He turns around to look at her. She takes his hand] Would you like to dance with me?
Pacey
[pause] Yes. [They stand up and go to the dance floor and start dancing] How come this feels so right?
Maybe it was those dance lessons. [They smile at each other and Andie finds them dancing, her features becoming sad]
Pacey
[talking about her diamond earrings] Where'd you get those. They're not you.
Why because I'm some poor tomboy or because Dawson gave them to me?
Pacey
Neither. See this? [He holds up her wrist with a bracelet on it] This is you. It's not showy or gaudy. It's just simple, elegant, beautiful.
Pacey
I know.
Pacey
Well, because you told me, six months ago. You were wearing that blue sweater with the snowflakes that you have. We were walking down the hallway at school, I was annoying you as per usual and you said "Look Pacey I just found my mother's bracelet this morning, so why don't you cut me some slack."
[she stares at him] You remember that?
Pacey
I remember everything. [They begin to dance cheek to cheek]
Pacey
Good lord woman, you really are a fickle mistress, you know that? I mean without kissing, what do we really have left?
Precious little, we should probably break up.
Pacey
Yeah, well, we had a good run, huh?
[They kiss]
Pacey
Look, I know that things between you and I are pretty much beyond repair right now. And, I wouldn't presume to be able to solve everything with a conversation 'cause that's just not the way it works. But, I've been wanting to tell you that I'm sorry Dawson. I'm really sorry for the way everything went down this spring. For my part in it, for the pain that it must have caused you. And, [sigh] I'm really sorry that I ruined our friendship, because I miss it, badly. And, uh, however far off it may be, I do look forward to the day when you and I might be friends again...so until then.