Dawson: Joey, you're gonna have to kiss him.
Joey: I can not and will not kiss that cretin.
Dawson: It's a movie, you're playing a character.
It's not Pacey you're kissing.
Joey: So he's a sea serpent from the deep. What's
the difference?
Dawson: Jen happens to be a bright and talented
young woman who is clearly in charge of her
own body.
Joey: I'm not suggesting leather straps and Crisco,
just a kiss.
Dawson: It's better this way, it's so unpredictable!
The audience is never gonna see it coming!
It's like Janet Lee in "Psycho."
Pacey: Drew Barrymore in "Scream."
Joey: Ah, rip-off of a rip-off.
Dawson: "Helmets of Glory." Chronicles last year's
football season. And get this, Mr. Cliff
Quarterback himself is writing, directing and
starring in it.
Joey: Oh, a Streisand.
Dawson: This is serious, Jo. They're entering
it in the film festival. My film festival. This is like
immediate competition.
Joey: And it's a sports film.
Dawson: A thin and pedestrian sports film.
Joey: Ah, the epitome of everything you're against.
Could life be more cruel?
Dawson: Dad, hey Dad. Have you seen my camcorder?
Mr. Leery: Filming today?
Dawson: Yeah, Joey gets decapitated today.
Mr Leery: It's, uh, in my bedroom, on the night
table, your mother's side. You might want to
take the tape out.
Dawson: You can get arrested for that in some
states.
Pacey: Joey, you die so well. Dawson, could we
get another one of those, 'cause I so love that
image.
Dawson: Cliff. Cliff Elliott. What's that about?
I don't get it. How could she be attracted to him?
What's he got?
Joey: Well, we could start with his chest measurement
and work down.
Dawson: I don't get it! I don't get it, what did
he do that I didn't do?
Joey: He asked her out!
Dawson: I'm going to the dance.
Joey: What?
Dawson: I'm going to the dance.
Joey: What?
Dawson: It's my only recourse.
Joey: Why?
Dawson: 'Cause Jen is there.
Joey: In the arms of another man. I mean, why
torture yourself?
Dawson: I'm an artist. Tortured is a prerequisite.
Joey: What exactly is your plan?
Dawson: I didn't get that far.
Joey: Well you better write something quick,
because in some world sectors, what they're doing
is known as foreplay.
Dawson: Do you dance?
Joey: No.
Dawson: Now you do. C'mon.
Joey: Dawson, this is certifiable.
Dawson: It's easy. You just move around, shake
your ass back and forth.
Dawson: I can't explain it any better, Jo. The
girl's a mystery to me, but I feel like I've known her
my whole life. I mean, it's like the way I feel
about you. She challenges me the way you do, she
could be you. Except…she's Jen.
Pacey: You know, I feel this strange familiarity creeping over me.
Pacey: I may just be fifteen, but I'm well beyond
the age of accountability. Maybe not within the
confines of the judicial system, but for me.
Dawson: Jo, let's assess. What have we learned from tonight's 90210 evening?
Dawson: Do me a favor? If I get like this again,
and I'm sure I will, before this adolescent growth
process is over, well next time just chain me
to my bed and wait for my moment of clarity to
come.
Joey: Can I use leather straps?
Dawson: Not until you explain the Crisco.
Jen: You know, I really am a cliché, Dawson.
In New York, I was movin' fast, I was movin' really,
really fast. So fast I kept stumbling and falling.
But here I feel like for the first time in a long time
I'm walking at a steady pace and I'm afraid that
if I kiss you, my knees may buckle and I may
stumble and I don't know if I can handle it now.
Line of the Week:
Dawson: At this very moment they're slow dancing.
Her arms are wrapped around his waist and
they're moving to some stupid cheesy 80's song,
and he's whispering things into her ear to
kinda make her giggle and toss her hair off to
the side. Every once in a while their eyes meet
and they shift awkwardly because they know it's
all coming down to that one moment at the end
of the night where he leans over and tells her
what a great time he's had. He asks her if they
can do it again, and she just smiles in that
sexy, teasing way that she has, it's not really teasing,
but just sexy and says "I'd like that." And then
their lips meet. Their mouths come together.
Their tongues find each other, I aauugghh! I
can't take it.