Dawson's Creek s06e06 Episode Script

Hey, you sure about this? As sure as I've ever been about anything in my entire life.
Groovy.
Cut! Excuse me, Andrew.
Must be my trick ear.
Did you just yell "cut"? Yelling "cut" is one of the few bright spots in an otherwise bleak existence and I will not allow some hack stuntman to deny me the pleasure.
You do not break character until I yell cut.
- Do you understand me? - Yeah.
Good.
That was fun.
Sometimes I forget how much I like yelling at people.
- You're a sick man, Todd Carr.
- I'm not gonna make my day.
This is what I get for shooting on a haunted stage before Halloween.
What do you mean, haunted? - You don't know? - What? About the bird who died here, Melanie Ray? You've heard of Melanie Ray? - No.
- And you call yourself a film geek.
Shame on you, Leery.
- You've heard of Melanie Ray, right? - Of course.
She was the Jamie Lee Curtis of her day.
The original scream queen.
She was shooting this B movie here in Boston.
What was it called again? - Kiss the Girls and Mak e Them Die.
- Right.
They shot it here back in the '50s.
And young Melanie was having an affair with the director.
- Where was I? - Affair with the director.
Oh, right.
Anyway, it was all complicated by the fact that Melanie was married to her costar, Nick March.
When Nick found out about the affair, he went ballistic.
They were doing this scene where the characters had to get in a fight.
He strangled her to death.
That sucks.
That's why they say her spirit still haunts the sound stage to this day.
If you believe in that sort of thing.
They're ready for you, Natasha.
- What? - Nothing.
What? Is something going on between you? Leery, my boy, I learned a long time ago not to screw around with my leading ladies.
That's what extras are for.
But if I was gonna unlearn that particular lesson lovely Natasha would be the one to do it with.
Right, while I still have my hair, people.
Energy up.
Camera.
Marker.
And action.
Hey, you sure about this? As sure as I've ever been about anything in my whole entire life.
- How's my party coming? - I'm pleased to announce Stage Seven's a playground for the morally impaired.
Oh, excellent.
I love Halloween.
- Always has been my favourite holiday.
- Yeah, mine too.
I'm famous for playing elaborate pranks on my friends back home.
Good for you, Gilligan.
How's my costume coming? - Picking it up right after this.
- Am I gonna look like a stud? - Is there any doubt? - But will it get me laid, Dawson? - That is the question.
- Tell you what.
If you can't close the deal, I'll have a few extras lined up for you.
That's what I like about you, always thinking ahead.
Camera.
Action.
Gentlemen, Natasha looks so hot in these dailies I'm gonna have to ask you to leave so I can be alone with myself.
Do you know what I mean? - What's your problem? - Nothing.
You're a bit territorial about Natasha, aren't you? - No.
- Good, because you shouldn't be.
You dumped her, remember? - For the prissy one.
- It's not that simple, Todd.
Sure it was.
Your puny little mind couldn't process the fact that you were shagging the hottest starlet in Hollywood so you jacked it all in for your prom date.
She wasn't my prom date.
It was junior prom.
That doesn't count.
Doesn't count.
Todd, you should take a look at this.
What is that? - Is this a joke? - This is what we got back from the lab.
Someone's screwing with me.
Is this one of those practical jokes you claim to be famous for? - What are you talking about? - Remember that story I told you about the actress who died? Yeah.
That's her.
Well, what's she doing in our dailies? I have no idea.
Sid! Baby, you look awesome.
- But - But what? Well, don't shoot the messenger here but for authenticity, leather pants would do the trick.
It's a miracle that I'm even going along with this thing.
Hey, you promised not to be cranky tonight.
Sorry.
I'm just not really a costume-party kind of guy.
You love putting on that monkey suit of yours every morning.
- Easy.
- All right, sorry.
Low blow.
I have no desire to get into another tiff about our ever-widening ideological differences.
- I'll be ready in a second.
- Okay.
You ready? What's wrong? - Nothing.
Let's go.
- Okay.
Yeah.
- I'm telling you, just call the guy.
- I'm telling you, it's too late.
The minuscule window of opportunity that once was has officially closed.
Yeah, but you like the guy.
I can tell.
- Which guy is this? - C.
J.
Strapping young lad.
- I see.
- I think maybe the thing to do here is to just crush from afar.
That way there are no broken hearts, no dashed dreams no morning-after pills to contend with.
- The girl's got a point.
- No.
She's just afraid this guy is too good for her.
Dial.
And she's wrong about that.
No.
He's probably working right now, doing good for others and whatnot which is annoying, but undeniably charming.
- Dial.
- Well, I don't know his number.
- Call the help line.
- No.
Doesn't that seem wrong? Just do it.
Help line.
Happy Halloween.
- Hi, is C.
J.
there? - Speaking.
Oh, hi.
This is Jen Lindley.
Do you-? Do you remember me? Well, hello, Jen Lindley.
What can I do for you? Well, I was just wondering what you were doing tonight.
But you're working, aren't you? Yeah, for another hour.
I'm filling in for somebody who's running late.
Well, do you have plans after that or? If going back to my room and watching Halloween H20 qualifies as plans then yeah, I'm all booked up.
Any interest in coming to a party? With you? Alone? Well, no.
I mean, I'll be there but my friends are coming too.
I don't know about that.
Wait a second.
Did you just call the help line to invite me to a party? Yeah.
Is that wrong? What's the address? - Good news.
- What? - You can come back to class.
- What are you talking about? I talked Hetson into letting you come back.
I made a deal with him.
- You talked to Hetson about me? - Yeah.
Which was clearly a mistake.
My bad.
Who said I wanted to come back to class? You seemed to go through an awful lot of trouble to attend so I thought it might've meant something to you.
But again, sorry.
Could you watch where you're going? - How old are you? - That'd be none of your business.
Just tell me where can I find some girl with the unfortunate name of Joey? Oh, I see you two have already met.
- This is your daughter? - Meet Harley.
Harley, this is Joey Potter.
Hi.
- What? - I thought she was 5.
- What gave you that idea? - The picture on your desk.
Well, she was 5 when that picture was taken.
- That's false advertising.
- Jeez, will you look at the time? I'll pick the little angel up at 11.
Have fun.
And well, thanks again, Joey.
- Bye, sweetie.
- Dad! I'm gonna give you one more chance here not to bail on me.
Sweetie, I'm not bailing on you.
No.
You're foregoing tradition, our tradition, to go out with some skank.
A, she's not a bad kind of skank, and B, we'll go to the movies tomorrow.
It's not the same.
We go to the movies on Halloween.
We go see some scary old movie at the Crest.
It's what we do.
Harley, you gotta give me a break here.
I'll make it up to you, I promise.
Okay? What are you looking at? Dawson.
Dawson.
Todd, can I talk to you for a second? Absolutely not, Leery.
I'm busy.
Todd, I'm serious.
I really need to talk to you.
Would you two beautiful ladies excuse me, please just for a minute? All right? - You better be dying.
- I saw her.
- Who? - Her.
- Melanie.
- You're screwing with me.
- I'm not.
I saw her.
- Where? - Here, on-stage.
- What are you like? You probably saw someone dressed like her.
It's a costume party.
This was before anybody got here.
Come on, mate.
Your mind's playing tricks on you.
Take the night off.
Have fun.
Knock back some bye-bye pain juice.
Say hello to a couple of birds.
God save the queen.
Hello, boys.
- Hey.
- You wanna dance, darling? Love to.
- Do you have a girlfriend, Eddie? - I most certainly do not.
Well, how come? Girlfriends are more trouble than they're worth.
Well, that seems like a total waste if you ask me.
- How old are you? - I've found that age is but a number.
All right, you two, break it up.
- You ready to have some fun, Harley? - And where is this fun you speak of? I was going to take you trick-or-treating when I thought you were 5.
So I thought we could go to the movies.
I heard you say something to your dad- That sounds lame.
I wanna stay here.
Well, I'm supposed to be taking care of you.
I don't think your dad would want you hanging out in a bar.
Trust me, he wouldn't care.
Okay, you're talking to somebody who could host a show on deadbeat dads so let's not go there.
Come on, let's have some fun.
No.
You're not gonna make me go anywhere I don't wanna go.
I'm gonna stay right here until my father gets back.
Hey, I read about this haunted house in the paper today.
- It's supposed to be pretty scary.
- I love haunted houses.
Yeah, maybe you guys could do that.
- Well, I'll go if you go.
- Eddie's working.
- Off in five, actually.
- Well, I'm sure he has plans.
Not particularly, no.
Well, then by all means, please join us.
- Cool.
- Cool.
You didn't have to do that.
I was handling it.
Yeah.
You were doing just swell.
It sucks when people butt into your business, don't it? Jen, did you tell C.
J.
it was a costume party? Yeah.
Yeah, I think so.
God, I hope so.
Why? Check it out.
Could've told me it was a costume party.
- Oh, my God.
I am so sorry.
- I feel like such a dork.
- And you are? - Sorry.
This is David.
- Hi, I'm Jen.
- Hi.
- This is Jack.
- Hey, David.
Hey.
We're gonna grab refreshments.
Need anything? - I'm cool.
- Fine.
Oh, my God! I am like flypaper for the homosexual community.
Yeah.
What? He's obviously gay.
I should've known.
- Who, C.
J.
? - It figures.
I invite a boy to a party, and he brings his boyfriend.
- What makes you so sure? - Whatever.
Even if he's straight, I can't take this C.
J.
anymore.
He's way too standoffish.
When I make my intentions clear I want them to be acknowledged and reciprocated, in that order.
I hear you.
All right.
We're gonna delve a little deeper into this, okay? I'm gonna take C.
J.
and you're gonna take the alleged homosexual and we're gonna meet back here.
- Deal.
- Break.
Oh, my God.
You're so retarded.
Who asked you, you little twerp? Hey, go easy on the poor kid, okay? She's got problems.
What do you know about that? Come on, it's obvious the girl has some issues with her father.
Don't we all.
Hey, look I'm sorry about butting into your life.
I saw an opportunity to help, and I went for it.
It's just that you're really smart.
You're a lot smarter than anybody else in that class.
And it just makes me sad to see all of that potential just going to waste.
What potential? What waste? Look, I like to read books.
What, my life would be so much better if I went to college? And - What? - I don't need your pity.
And I don't need to be some rich kid's charity case.
You think I'm a rich kid? - What? - It's just funny how little you actually know about me.
You know what's even funnier? All of this could've been so easily avoided.
I wasn't even gonna come back to Hetson's class.
He's too cynical.
He's too impressed with himself.
So why did you come back? You.
You You got under my skin.
I found myself having these series of annoying conversations with you in my head, which must be a sign of something.
So I kept coming back for more, which ultimately proved to be my undoing.
- Man, you are such a scaredy-cat.
- That's what they tell me.
Could you let me go now? You know what? I don't think so.
- Oh, crap.
- What? Harley.
Well, I've died and gone to hell.
Hail, Satan.
All of a sudden, I feel very old.
Pacey, come dance with me.
- Dance? Where? - Over there.
That's not dancing.
That's cavorting.
When did you become such a dull normal? About the same time you started failing tests.
- What's that supposed to mean? - What's with the F, Audrey? It's a letter grade.
It's given when a student fails to meet the requirements of an assignment.
Thanks, wiseass.
I'm just asking if everything's okay.
I got it totally under control, baby.
Okay, in my experience, there's never just one F.
- Those things come in bunches.
- You know what? I have a good idea.
- Let's not talk about this.
- Okay, fine.
- I'm letting you know I'm worried.
- It doesn't seem like you are.
You're too busy being Glengarry Glen Loser - to be worried about anything.
- That's nice.
Take a swing at me because I gotta work.
I don't mind that you have to work for a living, Pacey.
I'm just saying don't lose yourself in it.
Why are we bickering? I just wanna know what's going on with you.
You wanna know what's going on with me? I haven't really been going to class much this semester.
Why is that, you might ask? Because I've been kind of depressed.
I have this boyfriend, and I thought everything was going great.
But apparently it's not.
He cares about his job more than me.
And I know he would say that wasn't true and that I'm just being some drama queen.
But if it wasn't true, he'd know everything that was going on in my life, wouldn't he, Pacey? Hey, guys.
Love the costumes.
No, I'm not the director.
I'm the director's assistant.
Really? That's awesome.
Yeah.
- Are you okay? - Can you excuse me for a sec? - What's wrong, Dawson? - Nothing.
I was just looking for somebody.
Hello.
I was getting ready to leave when a new batch of dailies came in.
I go to digitise them, and this is what showed up.
Hey, you.
Hey.
Hey.
You- You look amazing.
I'm sure you've heard that a thousand times, but Yeah, I've gotten a couple marriage proposals and one guy said he'd sign over his car if I slept with him.
But thanks.
It never gets old.
- Can I ask you something? - If you must.
This Melanie Ray, why did she have an affair with the director? Who knows? Maybe she fell in love with him.
Maybe she wanted someone to pay attention to her.
But she had someone, she was married.
Yeah, well, not all relationships are perfect, Dawson.
They don't all last forever.
Maybe he had a shot.
Maybe he blew it.
Maybe she just didn't give him a chance.
If you're asking about me and Todd, it's none of your business.
- That's not what I'm asking.
- Oh, please.
You are not so good with the subtext, baby.
And you have no right to be jealous.
Jealous? I'm Who said I was jealous? You just keep telling yourself that, sweetie.
Hey, wait up.
Wait up.
I don't think you comprehend the dire.
I lost an entire human being.
A totally annoying human being, yes but I was responsible for her.
Everything was going fine until you had to kiss me.
- So now it's my fault? - Yes, it is your fault.
I'll accept your apology.
If you wanna get technical about it, you kissed me first - which makes it your fault.
- Make yourself useful.
If you were a teenage girl, where would you disappear? Oh, listen, if I was a teenage girl I'd never leave the house.
I'd be checking myself out.
- Thank you for that image.
- You know if you wanna get technical, it's Hetson's fault.
He's the one who bailed on her.
He was supposed to take her to the movies.
Eddie Doling, you are a genius.
Come on.
Hello.
Hey.
- Is everything okay? - Oh, yeah, yeah.
If your definition of okay is having the strong desire to draw a warm bath and slit your wrists, then I am peachy.
You and the old lady having some troubles? You might say that.
Do you need to have a bit of a chat? That's not really our thing, now is it? No, but we are flatmates, and I suppose that entitles you to something.
Okay.
I used to think Audrey and I were the perfect fit.
And we were.
Because for the first time in any of my relationships we were on equal footing.
No mind games, no high drama, no angst.
- It was just fun.
- Sounds good in theory.
It's a bit difficult to sustain that sort of thing.
- That's what I'm finding out.
- Yeah.
And it's making me second-guess myself.
Because I'm not really sure if the reason I'm checking out is because I just can't handle the rough spots or if it's because I just don't love her anymore.
Or really, for that matter, if I ever truly loved her.
Yeah.
I'm afraid only you can answer that one.
To be perfectly honest, I don't really wanna find out tonight.
So, what do you say we rejoin the party? Okay.
Thanks for listening, though.
It's okay.
But you know, just because we have one proper conversation don't think you can cry on my shoulder anytime you like.
So Yes? - How long have you been together? - What do you mean, "together"? Or, I mean, how long have you known each other? About a year.
We met at the Stand.
So you're one of those.
Yep.
Just another screwed-up gay kid trying to remake the world in his image.
- You should come by sometime.
- No.
No, thanks.
C.
J.
already gave me the hard sell.
So you're the Jen he's always talking about.
- He talked about me? - All the time.
He wants you so bad.
- Really? - Yeah.
He thinks you'd make a great counsellor.
For a second- For a second I thought that- That you meant that he wanted me.
But of course not.
He's gay.
Why would he want me that way? - Who, C.
J.
? - Yeah.
- C.
J.
's not gay.
- He's not? No.
Not at all.
Sorry.
I'm not offended, I'm just not gay.
David's gay.
Me, not so much.
Well, I know somebody who will be very glad to hear that.
Who? A little dense.
Jen, cute little blond travelling companion called the help line to invite you to this shindig.
Well, that's nice to hear.
And you're not very interested, are you? Truth is, I'm not.
I think she's really cool and everything.
And I think she'd be a real benefit to the Stand.
It's just that's not what I'm looking for.
But if you were looking for that right now? She's not my type.
The haunted house is down the block.
Make a right and just keep following your nose.
Know what I'm saying? It's great.
- Okay, thanks.
- Child abuse.
Not so rough.
Hi, Eddie.
You gave us quite a scare tonight.
Oh, don't be cute with her.
She doesn't deserve cute.
Don't worry.
The night's almost over.
You'll be rid of me soon.
Then you can go back to your miserable little existence.
- Do you mind giving us a second? - Yeah.
Listen, I know that you're pissed at your dad for flaking on you but it doesn't mean he's a bad dad or that he doesn't love you.
No, it just means he's a dick.
- Harley- - Do you like him? Sometimes I don't see how anyone could like him.
He's very abrasive.
True, but he's also very Every time I'm supposed to come see him I trick myself into thinking that it's gonna be different this time.
But it never is.
It's always just different shades of the same.
Leery.
This isn't what it looks like? You guys aren't screwing behind my back? No, we are.
But look at her.
Do you know what I mean? She's very persuasive.
- Shut up.
- You can't tell me to shut up.
You gonna fire me? You tried that before.
Listen, Natasha, I'm- I'm really sorry that I hurt you.
That was the last thing that I wanted to have happen, believe me.
I got involved in the middle of an incredibly complicated situation and made a choice without thinking, and it was the wrong choice which is what I don't think I've really been able to communicate to you which I- I like you.
I keep on saying that I'm not jealous, but I am.
I'm very jealous.
The thought of some guy touching you, especially him, I mean, he's - Todd.
- Leery, I'm not adverse - to giving this firing thing another go.
- Too late.
I quit.
I- Good luck with the rest of the movie.
I'm out of here.
Leery, this is bloody gold, mate.
- What the-? - Happy Halloween, Dawson.
We've had the immense pleasure of screwing with your mind tonight.
- Wait, so you two aren't even-? - No way.
Too old, too many extras.
I'm not into my assistant's sloppy seconds.
Watch it.
- What about the footage? - The magic of moviemaking, mate.
Wasn't that a lot to go through to get a laugh at my expense? No.
Worth every second.
I'm gonna go get Danny boy to edit this together.
- I wanna see.
- Come on, then.
You weren't serious about the whole quitting thing, right? Because I need some help with my shot list tonight.
You up for it? You're a scholar.
Come on, then.
We didn't really get much of a chance to talk tonight.
Well, you could always call the help line again.
You know, I was actually thinking about reconsidering the Stand.
I feel like maybe I was just too judgmental the first time around.
Well, we'd love to have you.
Just, you know, make sure you're doing it for the right reasons.
Are there any other reasons? I don't know.
You know, you could save me a lot of trouble by just going out with me.
This is making me sad.
Why? Well, he's not into her and I'm the one who told her to call him.
Trust me, she's better off.
What do you mean? It's a long story.
Want to tell me about it sometime over coffee? - Coffee? - Hot, caffeinated beverage.
Seems to be an excuse for people to get together - and find out if they like one another.
- I'd be up for something like that.
Cool.
- You ready? - Yeah.
- Well, it was nice meeting you.
- Likewise.
- Jack.
- C.
J.
, good to see you.
- I'll talk to you soon.
- Definitely.
- Okay.
- Bye.
Bye.
How'd that go? Well, he's playing a little hard to get, which is somewhat disconcerting.
But no worries.
He'll be mine.
Come on.
Let's get out of here.
Hi, sweetheart.
Hey, Dad.
How was the date? Went great right up to the moment when she said I had a toxic personality.
Is that bad? - How'd everything go here? - Great.
She was a perfect angel.
Cool.
You ready? Give me a second, Dad.
Sorry I was such an uberbitch.
We all have our moments.
You know what? Don't stop hoping that things will be different.
You're way too young to be so bitter.
- Can I give you some advice? - Sure.
Eddie totally likes you.
I hope a guy like him looks at me that way someday.
- Don't mess it up.
- Okay.
One root-beer float.
- Where is she? - Gone.
Hetson just picked her up.
Wanna split this? Shame to see it go to waste - like my potential.
- Shut up.
- Can I ask you a question? - If you must.
- What's going on with us? - What do you mean? Well, I mean, I kiss you, you kiss me.
In some states that could be construed as dating.
- We're not dating.
- God, no.
And I'm not going back to Hetson's class.
- That's fine.
- Is it? Absolutely.
You are who you are, Eddie.
I have no desire to change that.
You know what, Joey? I don't know what's going on with us.
But I kind of like it that way.
Me too.
Hey.
There you are.
I've been looking everywhere for you.
Is everything okay? I think we should break up, Pacey.
What? Let's sleep on it.
We can talk about it in the morning.
No.
This is what I want.
This isn't the way I wanted this to happen.
Shut up, Pacey! Just shut up, okay? You are getting off easy here, and you know it.
I'm not gonna let you put up some false protest so that you can feel better about yourself.
I am ending it now.
That's how I know that it's over.
You didn't say a word, Pacey.
Not a word.
Because you don't have the energy to fight it and I deserve better than that.
You're right.
You do.
You deserve way better than that.
Go ahead.
Why don't you follow the script? You know, say all of the things that you're supposed to say to me.
Got anything else? How many empty words will it take - for you to sleep? - What do you want from me? You know that's not how it is, but the negativity gets to me too.
So I agree with you.
Don't you dare try to make yourself feel noble, Pacey.
You are not some knight in shining armour.
You're just a guy who's grown tired of screwing the same girl and you feel guilty about it.
You think that sucks? Why don't you try being the one who has to wonder why all the people that she loves don't love her back.
Oh, Audrey, come on.
Still mad at me? - I was never mad at you.
I was- - Insanely jealous.
I didn't realize how much I wanted to be with you till I thought you were sleeping with Todd.
- Say it again.
- What, that I was jealous? No.
That you like me.
I like you, Natasha.
I really like you.
Good, because I like you too.
A lot of people walk in and out of my life, Dawson and you might not believe me because I'm an actor and I lie for a living but you're one of the only people I ever really wanted to stick around.
I don't know what to believe.
But I love my life.
I wake up most mornings pinching myself that I get to take even a small part in all of this but I can't help but feel like it's all an illusion.
It's like it's all just one moment away from disappearing forever.
That's because it is.
For all I know, this could be my last job.
Yeah.
So I'm going to enjoy the experience while it lasts hug everybody now, because they might not be here tomorrow and take the experience with me.
And if meeting you is all I get out of this one well, that might just be enough for me.
God, I missed you.
I always wanted you back, you know.
You just had to pay for your sins.
Are we even now? Just about.
Are you sure about this? As sure as I've ever been about anything in my entire life.
Groovy.
SDl Media Group