Dawson: That moment on the beach could be yours. You could be Debra Karr.
Joey: Mmmm, sand in my crotch. Heaven.

Joey: I'm personally offended by this movie mentality that would have us believe that Brad Pitt
and Sandra Bullock are gonna magically drop from the sky and sweep us off our feet.
Dawson: I didn't know you had a thing for Brad Pitt.
Joey: I don't. It's an analogy.
Dawson: Sandra Bullock?

Pacey: I noticed you didn't hand me back my test. Does that mean you need to see me after
class?
Tamara: It means you racked up another prime number on a quiz.
Pacey: Prime like quality steak is prime?
Tamara: Prime like 23 is prime.

Pacey: You see, my problem is, I have a focus issue. I need a slave driver. Somebody with a
whip maybe?

Joey: And what do you want?
Pacey: Actually, something a little sexy would be good. I got a maybe, kinda, sorta date this
evening.
Joey: Mmmm, who's the lucky farm animal tonight?
Pacey: What makes a woman horny?
Joey: Your polar opposite?
Dawson: You mean oysters.
Pacey: Right. Oysters. A dozen oysters, Joey. Pack 'em up.

Joey: I'm gonna kill you. One night in your sleep. A slit throat maybe, or a screwdriver to your
temple. Be ready.

Dawson: But Jen, you're supposed to be in my movie, not this homage to head gear.

Joey: I'm a Pisces, I'm into Harleys, body piercing, and men with tattoos.
Anderson: Are you here with your parents? Are you guys on a boat?
Joey: Um, actually we brought the chauffeur. Mother hates to sail. She doesn't like the sun, she
burns easily.
Anderson: What about you?
Joey: I wear lotion.

Cliff: That's why we gotta give it 110 percent!
Dawson: 8 days a week.
Cliff: Remember how hard we worked this summer? Now is when it pays off.
Dawson: With communal showers.
Cliff: Let's do it for the coach!
Dawson: He likes to watch.
Cliff: Let's go out there and show 'em what we're made of!
Dawson: There's no clich here.
Cliff: Let's lay it on the line!
Dawson: May I have another?

Tamara: You have condoms Pacey? Because we are going to need condoms. It is a high
school, I'm sure you can round some up.

Anderson: My dad's into investments primarily. He doesn't really work, he just makes money.
What about yours?
Joey: Oh, he's a CEO of a huge conglomerate.
Anderson: Which one?
Joey: One of the nation's best-selling tampons.

Dawson: "Helmets of Glory." Can you even say it with a straight face?

Joey: I can't believe you've actually read the report. Isn't it like a million pages?
Anderson: I'm curious.
Joey: There's curious, and then there's sand models of Dallas.

Anderson: You think your parents might free you up tonight?
Joey: Oh, big family Scrabble tournament tonight.
Bess: Hey Joey!
Joey: I might be able to sneak away later.
Anderson: Okay, well you know where I'll be.
Bess: Planet Earth to Joey!
Joey: I'll come by after the game.
Dawson: Hey, "charade" is a good seven-letter word you can use in that Scrabble game.

Pacey: I know what you do with your students, so I guess he's in for one heck of a ride.

Tamara: What do you want from me?
Pacey: You. I want you.

Dawson: We're actually not supposed to be here. The guy's dead and his son's a real ass, so
if you see somebody, run like hell.

Dawson: See, the monster's dead but in his death Penelope finds understanding. She comes
here to his secret place to say goodbye. It's thematic. It kinda balances out all the blood.

Dawson: I'm really at the end of my rope right now Jen because all I want to do is kiss you and
I'm afraid if I don't kiss you soon I'm gonna explode.

Jen: The kiss, the kiss. I mean, you've built this kiss up to be such a big deal. What happens if
I'm a disappointment?
Dawson: Never happened.

Dawson: The percentage of dumb things I do is rising around you.

Line of the Week:

Joey: Clap hard Dawson. You may be Tinkerbell's last hope.