Dawson's Creek s05e06 Episode Script

- So there's nothing wrong with me? - Everything is fine.
Blood, EKG, all normal.
Anything else I should know about? I've been having these episodes.
Well, attacks, really, where I get sweaty and feel like I'm gonna pass out.
- Have you ever passed out? - No, but I've come close.
- How long has this been going on? - A couple of weeks.
Dawson How long has it been since your father died? About a month.
- Am I going crazy? - You're not crazy, Dawson.
Stress manifests itself in all kinds of ways.
Anything as significant as the loss of a parent could easily trigger what you're experiencing.
I don't think it's that, though.
I mean, you know, it was tough, but I've been dealing as well as anyone could.
These episodes could be how you're dealing.
Look, this isn't my area, but I know a doctor in Boston who I think can help you.
She specializes in things like this.
Grief, loss of a loved one.
- You mean a shrink? - Yeah.
Tracy, Dawson needs to see Dr.
Weir.
- Weir is the best in Boston.
- Is there someone closer? I really have to stay near my mom.
The only other place would be in Providence.
Trust me.
Weir is worth the trip.
- You're all set, 5:00 tomorrow.
- Great.
Let me know how it goes.
Thanks.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Do you need to go to the health centre? - What? No.
Why? - You're cleaning.
Right.
Right, I get it.
It's a joke, right? Wow, Joey Potter made a joke.
I should take you to the health centre.
Seriously, what is with this Martha Stewart routine? - My mother.
- What about her? She's in town for a day and she's coming to visit.
I get to meet the woman responsible for bringing you into this world? This should be fun.
- Or not.
- No, Joey.
Not fun.
Not even a distant relative of fun.
About as far down on the fun family tree as you could get.
I take it you two have some issues.
You ever seen a little movie called Mommie Dearest? This woman has systematically destroyed my self-esteem, okay? You don't strike me as lacking self-esteem.
Well, just wait and see.
This time tomorrow, I'll be a shadow of my former self.
I think you're exaggerating.
We're talking about a woman here so self-involved and insecure that she used to borrow my clothes and hit on my boyfriends.
She's like a menace to society, an enemy of daughters everywhere.
Brace yourself, Jo.
Something wicked this way comes.
- Dawson hasn't called, has he? - Like I would forget to tell you.
Okay.
Right, I probably would.
But, no, he hasn't.
"She's my sister"? How could I be so stupid? - I thought she was his sister.
- Maybe she was his sister.
But the other girl? No, definitely not.
Unless they had some sort of Flowers in the Attic thing going on which I wouldn't put past him.
- Men are such dogs.
- That we are.
It'd be better if they sniffed your butt and peed on you.
They're gonna do it anyway, metaphorically speaking.
What is this? - It's a long story.
- Know what the worst part is? I've become a cliché.
Is anything more trite than blaming a cheating boyfriend on the wayward nature of men? When the real culprit here is my naiveté.
I thought this was Jack's area of expertise.
Jack? Well, Jack, I haven't spoken to in weeks.
He's too busy guzzling beer with his neander-creep frat brothers.
Okay.
Well, the way I see the situation, you got two options.
You can get angry, which you've already done - Or? - Or you could get even.
I thought the only food employees were allowed to eat in this restaurant - was the staff meal.
- Well, today is my day off.
So, technically, I'm not an employee.
Well, then, I might have to charge you.
With what? Possession of stolen bisque? Clever, but it's not bisque, it's chowder.
Well, whatever it is, it's mine.
You think you can have whatever you want in this place.
Well, obviously not whatever I want.
There you go, Witter.
Don't spend it all in one place.
Not only do I get to be the subject of your derision, but I get paid for it.
I found that on the boat.
Your wife must have left it.
Right.
Thanks.
Which reminds me, speaking of that boat of yours Yeah, what about it? How about letting me use it again sometime, like tonight? You know what? Tonight is just not a very good night.
Pacey, come on.
Hey, I'll give you the night off.
- I already have the night off.
- Well, then gotta be something that I can do that'll change your mind.
You know, I'd love to help you out but I'm throwing this party tonight for a friend, so I can't.
Hear that, everyone? Pacey's throwing a party tonight.
Yeah! All right! - Hello? - Joey? Hey, it's me.
Dawson.
Hey, how are you? Hey, I'm sorry it's taken me a while to get back to you, but I've been - I've had my hands full around here.
- Oh, that's what I figured.
How've you been? You know, I've been fine, I guess, you know.
- Dawson, you can- - So Listen, I think I might be in town this weekend.
Really? Great.
Do you need a place to stay? No, I think I'm just gonna stay with Jack and Jen.
It's probably just as well.
Audrey's mom is coming into town, so Oh, okay.
So Yeah.
So how about I- I'll just I'll give you a call when I get into town.
Sounds good.
- All right.
Bye.
- Bye.
Fine.
Look, are you happy now? Is it any wonder that I hate myself? Oh, you're such a drama queen, Audrey.
Right.
This from Stella Adler herself.
- Hello, dear! - Hi.
Joey, this is my mother.
Mother, this is Joey Potter.
Oh, I have heard so much about you, dear.
- It's such a pleasure to meet you.
- Oh, it's very nice meeting you.
Oh, you have such a cute little figure! - Did you ever do any modelling? - No.
If you're wondering why I was standing on the scale it's because crazy woman here thinks I've gained 10 pounds.
That's not what I said.
Five, maybe.
Do you have any idea how long it's taken me to feel good about my body? And there's no reason you shouldn't, sweetie.
It's just a known fact that college freshmen tend to pack on the Ibs.
- Joey, how old do I look to you? - Excuse me? I'm putting you on the spot.
I understand this.
Allow me to rephrase.
Do I look more like Audrey's mother or Audrey's sister? Be honest.
- Definitely Audrey's sister.
- Exactly.
Do you know why that is? Because I take excellent care of myself.
Your body should be treated as your friend.
Okay, just shoot me, please.
Will you just shoot me right now? You must come to dinner with us.
Actually, I can't- Joey, did you check out the leak in the bathroom? - What leak? - The " leak" leak.
I'm sorry.
I can't believe you said she looks like my sister.
I have to admit, she does look young.
Yeah, thanks to her two best friends, collagen and botox.
I can't make it alone with her.
You have to come.
I can't.
I'm waiting for a call from Dawson.
- You have a cell phone.
- We're supposed to go out later.
That's later.
I need you now.
Audrey Joey, thank you.
You're a lifesaver.
Hello? - Dawson.
What are you doing here? - I was in the neighbourhood.
Figured I would drop by, see how you guys were doing.
You should've said you were coming.
Grams would've baked a cake.
That's fine.
Do you think Grams would mind if I crashed here? - No, of course not.
You okay? - Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Hey! Thought I heard a familiar voice.
- Hey, man! - How's it going? - Good to see you, man.
- Good to see you.
Listen, I gotta run, but you and I, we'll talk later.
- All right.
Where are you going? - Nowhere.
You look pretty smoking for a girl who's going nowhere.
Well, thank you.
I'll take the compliment and subtly defer the question to a later date.
Yeah, you subtly defer that question, Jen.
Actually, I'm out of here too.
I'm going down to the house to hang out with the guys.
You wanna come? You know what? That sounds great.
- Really? - Yeah.
- As long as I'm not intruding.
- You kidding me? Come on, let's go.
All right.
Who is it? Jen, your most willing girl servant.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here? - Don't look so surprised.
We had plans to rock your world.
I thought we were going to rock my world tomorrow.
You know what? You're right.
I've gotta get one of those Palm Pilot thingies, keep track of all my liaisons.
Oh, well.
Just so long as you're here and I'm here what are your thoughts on getting naked? Actually, Jen, now's not the best time.
Okay.
I get it.
You don't want me.
Do you know what that's like for a girl, Charlie to offer oneself and be rejected? It's horrible.
Come on.
No, no, no.
It's just that I have this midterm and I haven't even started studying, okay? I understand.
- I'm just gonna go get my sweater.
- No, wait! What? Sweater? What sweater? - That one that I left here that one time.
- Oh, right.
Your sweater.
- It's not in there.
- It's not? It's at the dry cleaner's.
I had it dry-cleaned.
I'm really good like that.
Oh, okay.
- Who are you? - Charlie's girlfriend.
Who are you? I'm Charlie's girlfriend.
Go! - Oh, that looks good.
- Thanks.
- Is that a cream sauce? - It's a Dijon.
Well, it looks like cream.
Have you been working out? - No, I hate working out.
You know that.
Well, I walked six miles in soft sand before getting on the plane.
My sciatic is killing me.
That's great, Mom.
- Are you being sarcastic? - It was kidding.
Are you asking me or telling me? Your voice goes up at the end like it's a question but I suspect you're not looking for an answer.
- It's called " uptalking.
" - I wasn't aware I was doing that.
You should be, because it makes you sound like a California blonde.
Will you excuse me? I have to make a phone call.
Sure.
Dawson! You ready? Round two, brother! Let's do it.
I'm curious.
How exactly did you think you were gonna get away with this? - Get away with what exactly? - Having your cake and eating it too.
Now, why is what you just said so arousing? Don't be glib, Charlie.
Glib makes me mad.
Glib makes me want to smash some of your very precious vinyl.
Okay.
Okay.
All right, look, guys, we never had that talk.
- What talk? - We never discussed commitment.
Who never discussed commitment? You and me, and you and me.
Look, come on, guys.
This is college.
You know how it is.
No, tell us, Charlie.
How is it? It's about meeting new people.
Experiencing new things.
Look, here's the thing.
I never meant for any of this to happen, all right? I truly didn't.
I met both of you on the same night at that party and then this stuff just happened.
I mean the only thing I can say at this point is I'm sorry.
I'm truly sorry.
I never meant to hurt either of you.
Can I make a suggestion? All right, you and me and me and you is pretty much over, kaput.
This much I know.
We can't go back to the way things were.
But we can go forward.
What does that mean? I mean, look at the facts, all right? I like you.
And I like you.
And once upon a time, you both liked me.
All right, so I propose- Tell me if I'm crazy here.
- that we all like each other at the same time.
So they're doing a production of The Seagull at school.
I'm thinking of auditioning.
- Really? - That's great! Did Audrey tell you that she acted a bit as a child? I've need to rent the movie she was in.
You're not missing much.
Do you miss it, honey? No.
I can think of better ways to feel bad about myself.
- Well, I miss it.
- You were an actress? Model, actress, whatever.
- She was the Gisele of her time.
- Hardly.
But there were a lot of shows and a couple of covers here and there.
But acting, that's what I really wanted for myself.
You know, if you look closely, you can see her in an old A-Team episode.
Actually, I was up for a Scorsese movie when I found out I was pregnant with Audrey.
That's pretty much why she hates me.
I ruined her career.
That's not true, dear.
I wasn't very good.
- You? You were good.
- I suck.
You do not, Audrey.
You just lack focus.
Acting requires a great deal of discipline, something you've never had.
- That's not true, Mom.
- Audrey, please.
Since you were a little girl, flitting from one thing to the next.
Toys, boys, schools.
Do you know how many private schools Audrey's been to in four years? I don't think Joey wants to hear about this.
Six in four years, which must be some kind of record.
Each one ending in lurid scandal.
Mom, please stop.
You're embarrassing me.
Oh, I'm embarrassing you? I'm so sorry, Audrey, but I don't think you really know what it's like to be embarrassed.
Not until you have to shell out a six-figure donation to some hoity-toity New England college so they'll even consider your daughter whose academic record is the very definition of embarrassing.
The fact that you're here at Worthington at all is a miracle, Audrey.
You might learn to appreciate it.
- You know what, Mrs.
Liddell? - Kay, please.
You know what, Kay? I've sat here this entire meal and listened to you do nothing but cut down your daughter.
I don't know if you're upset because she's not what you want her to be or because she's 18 and you're not.
Audrey may be dramatic, but at least she's never boring.
And she may be interested in a lot of things but that makes her well-rounded.
And as far as discipline goes, she obviously has a great deal because no matter what you say to her, she manages to bear it.
As you can see, I don't really have that kind of discipline.
Audrey, let's go.
There's a party.
- What do you say, Nora? - I'm game if you are, Jen.
All right, so, what do you say we get this party started? All right.
Here's what's gonna happen.
You go stand up over there.
All right.
Come on, baby! All right.
So, what now? Strip.
You first.
- Nora, let's leave.
- Let's get out of here.
No, no, no! Don't go.
Don't go.
All right.
Whatever you want.
All right.
I'll go first.
Never let it be said that Charlie Todd was lacking in chivalry.
Yeah, go ahead.
Oh, don't stop there.
Oh, don't stop there.
I do believe you have one garment left.
- Now it's your turn.
- Oh, no, no, no! Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.
This is not tit for tat here.
Make no mistake we're holding the cards.
Now shut up and get naked.
Okay.
Okay.
It's not something both you girls ain't seen before.
Oh, yes.
- You ready? - You bet.
Okay.
Now you close your eyes.
Why? Because it's our turn, silly! We're shy.
This is so cool.
Looking good, baby.
Come on, all the way back.
Are you ready for us, Charlie? Oh, yeah! What are you doing? Hey, come on! Hey, get back here.
Are you listening to me? - Goodbye, Charlie.
- Bye, Charlie.
Hey, the two of you, get back here.
Hey, move it along.
Nothing to see here.
How awesome was that? You're a genius, Jen, I'm so glad you talked me into that.
Can you believe he thought he could talk us into a threesome? I mean, no offence, you're really beautiful, it's just not my scene.
None taken.
And you too are beautiful, very much so.
Yeah.
All in all, it was a pretty priceless moment.
Not quite as priceless, however, as the one when he realizes that his autographed copy of Pinkerton is missing.
Kudos.
Class notes for art history.
- Midterm's on Monday.
- Bummer.
He loves that shirt.
And when I get home, I'm going to clean my toilet with it.
You know, it's just I knew it was too good to be true.
That I could meet a guy that was both cute and honest.
- What was I thinking? - Yeah, I know.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, I thought it too.
Listen, a friend of mine is having a party.
Do you wanna come? Thanks.
I'm gonna go back to my dorm, listen to some music and try to convince myself being alone doesn't suck.
That's actually not a bad idea.
- But we should hang out some time.
- Yeah.
That'd be good.
- Bye.
- See you.
- Hey, thanks.
- You're welcome.
This boat kicks some serious ass, you know.
That it does.
And one day I hope to have one just like it.
But in the meantime, I mean, it must be quite the chick magnet.
You know, I resent that.
Can't a guy just love all things nautical? Tell me something, this latter-day Hemingway thing - does it really work for you? - What are you guys doing? Your roommate's hitting on me.
- Am not! - You are too.
- You wish.
- I call them like I see them.
You better watch it.
I might just have to put a hole in your boat later or something.
- I have no words.
- Neither do I.
- Did you talk to Dawson today? - No.
He was supposed to call, but I haven't heard from him.
I called him about the party.
Never called me back.
I hope he's okay.
Well, speak of the Dawson.
Where's the man? Where's the man? - Pacey.
Pacey.
- Dawson.
- Dawson.
- Hey, man, guess what.
I'm in Boston.
- I know.
- This is my oldest friend, Pacey Witter.
Pacey, this is Brady and Moskowitz and guy in a blue shirt.
- Dawson Leery? Hi.
- Hey, Audrey.
Hey.
- How are you? - I'm real good.
- How are you? - I'm great.
- What's up? - You got him drunk? He had a few beers at the house.
Why? The objective was to make him feel better sober.
I thought the object here was to make him feel better, period.
- I mean, come on, look at him.
- I like you, Audrey.
I do.
I'd say he's feeling better.
I'd say he's hardly feeling anything right now.
Come on, man, whatever works.
We don't see enough of each other.
Every time I see you, you're out the door or something.
- You should come by more often.
- I miss you.
- Hey.
- Joey, Joey, Joey.
- Oh, Joey, I was supposed to call you.
- Yeah, you were.
I was supposed to call you.
I'm so sorry.
Here, hold on.
Let me rectify this.
Hold on.
Have no fear, Dawson is here.
I'm calling you right now.
Come on, Joey, pick up.
I know you're there.
What's up with you tonight? I'm leaving you a message.
Joey, hey, it's Dawson.
I'm at this party at Pacey's boat.
I wish you were here.
It sucks that you're not.
I was supposed to call you.
I'm so sorry I didn't call you.
I meant to and I was really going to.
But you know what? I couldn't.
I just- I couldn't call you.
Does that make-? Does that make any sense? Am I making sense or am I rambling on like a drunken idiot? That's what I'm doing.
But that's okay because you left me a drunken message and if you hadn't, I would've gone back to L.
A.
I probably would still be there right now.
And maybe my dad would still be alive.
So thank you, Joey, I appreciate it.
Okay.
Call me.
Bye.
Dawson, great party.
Rise and shine.
Come on, drink up.
- What is that? - You really wanna know? It's sauerkraut juice, honey and a splash of Tabasco.
- That's disgusting.
- Yes, it is.
It'll make you feel better.
Guys at the restaurant swear by it.
Oh, my God, I can't do that.
All right.
Please tell me that how my head feels is no reflection on how I acted.
How your head feels is no reflection on how you acted.
You're not a very good liar.
Look, you obviously had a lot of stuff bottled up inside.
You combine that with a couple or 12 beers, and it's bound to happen.
I'm afraid I said something really terrible to Joey.
- Yeah, be afraid.
- Oh, God.
Be very afraid.
You put on quite a show last night.
But if it's any consolation to you I think Joey's gonna forgive you a lot sooner than you forgive yourself.
It will make you feel better.
Thanks.
I gotta get to work.
Give me a hug.
Okay, Mom.
You better go.
Your car's waiting.
I miss you already.
I feel like I didn't get enough of you.
Well, I think you got plenty.
I want you to know that the only reason I say some of the things I say to you is out of love.
Do you know how much I love you? Bunches? Bunches.
That's nice, Mom.
But you know what was missing from that speech? An apology to me.
Let's just not do this anymore, okay? - You don't want me to visit anymore? - Oh, okay.
Well, that would be awesome.
But that's not gonna happen so I don't know.
Let's just Let's just try to be good to each other.
Okay? Because I know I might be a spoiled brat but, quite frankly, I'm the only one you've got.
And you may be a raging psychotic, but you're my raging psychotic.
Do you know what I mean? I'm sorry, Audrey.
Me too, Mom.
Okay.
Okay.
- Take care, honey.
- You too, bunny.
She's gone.
- You're still in one piece.
- Yeah.
Thanks to you.
What did I do? You defended my honour, Joey.
That, and you took me to a party.
For once, I didn't have to invite myself along.
It was nothing.
No.
It was something.
You made me feel good about myself.
Trust me, that's something.
And you know all that stuff that she said I hope you don't think less of me or something.
Please.
I'm just glad I could help.
I just wish I could return the favour.
Hey, what are you doing up so early? Post-traumatic hunger syndrome.
You want some? I'll take that as a no.
Is your need for comfort food because of-? - He who shall remain nameless, yes.
- Is he who shall remain nameless the reason you didn't make it to Pacey's party last night? Wasn't feeling very festive.
How was your frat pack experience? Yeah, I can't picture you hanging out with a bunch of guys who consider the high-five a form of greeting.
Yeah, but I don't know.
The last time I was here, everybody just walked on eggshells around me so that just reminded me of everything.
Your life just seems to suck right now in ways that I can't imagine.
But everybody's trying their best, you know.
Yeah, you're right.
I'm a lucky guy.
I've got some pretty kick-ass friends.
Don't you forget it.
Well, someone's looking a little tired.
- You hung-over? - Overworked.
- I thought you had a date last night.
- So did I.
But something came up and they were short a waiter, so How was your party? Not as good as it would have been if you were there.
Well, I'll be sure not to miss the next one, then.
What's wrong? Nothing, I was just noticing that necklace.
It's nice.
- Thanks.
- Is it new? No.
It's my grandmother's.
You know, passed down for generations.
Thought I lost it the other night.
My mother would not have been pleased.
- Yeah, I can imagine.
- Anyway I'd better start setting up before I pass out.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Joey, I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you how sorry I am and I just don't know how.
It's like all of a sudden English is my second language.
Aren't we beyond the need for formal apologies at this point? You were such a jerk last night, I figure you're feeling all kinds of stupid.
That's true.
That's the $2 movie theatre I was telling you about.
I can't remember the last time I just went to the movies.
Maybe the next time you're up, we can go.
Granted, the seats are torn and it smells like burnt popcorn circa 1975 but it does have that old-movie-house kind of charm.
You'd think going to a movie and losing myself in somebody else's world would be appealing right about now, but it's just not.
The truth is, Jo, I don't know what to do with myself.
Dawson, your dad just died.
You have every right to be feeling that way.
You know why I came here this weekend? It was to see a shrink.
Well, a grief specialist, to be exact.
Well, how did it go? Didn't.
I flaked.
How come? I don't know.
I don't know.
Nothing makes sense to me these days.
Can I tell you something even if it has the potential to make you sad? Joey, when I made the decision not to go back to L.
A all I could do was daydream about this one thing.
Kissing you.
I was so looking forward to this day when it would feel right for you and me to give it another try, you know.
And for the first time in forever, it seemed so possible it seemed like it was just around the corner.
And then he died.
And it just went away.
I was living in this fuzzy world of daydreams and I just got yanked out of it.
And I have no idea how to get back there.
And what scares me most is that maybe I never will.
You'll find your way back.
In the meantime, well I'll be daydreaming for the both of us.
May I have your attention, please? The train for Capeside, Massachusetts, will be departing off of Track 12.
Once again, the train for Capeside, Massachusetts - will be departing off of Track 12.
- That's you.
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