EPISODE #104 - "Blown Away"
original air date: 2/17/98
Dawson's Creek is ©1998 Columbia TriStar Television and Warner Brothers. This script was typed up by Kathy Marshall and should not, under any circumstances, be reposted on any other site without permission. Thank you.
SCENE: Dawson's room. Dawson [DWSN] and Joey [JOEY] are on Dawson's bed. The wind knocks over a picture on Dawson's bedside table.
DWSN: Woah. Well, so much for Twister. What's next?
JOEY: I vote for the Poseidon Adventure.
DWSN: Yeah, but Towering Inferno has a higher all-star body count.
JOEY: But they just burn. In the Poseidon Adventure, the deaths are much more interesting. Everything is upside down.
DWSN: Hey, it's time. Let's see if our disaster movie seance worked. [He turns on the TV. A weather man [TVWM] comes on.]
TVWN: Good evening from the weather center where we continue to track the progress of hurricane Chris, gaining momentum as it heads up the coast. Prompting warnings for several coastal areas, and even school cancelations. Local officals have gone ahead and cancelled classes for tommorrow in Yarmouth, North Falmouth, and Capeside. [Dawson and Joey give each other a high five, then Bob [BOB] and Dawson's mom [MRSL] come on]
MRSL: Well, Bob, sounds like tomorrow would be a good day just to stay in bed.
BOB: You got that right, Gail.
DWSN: [angry] Ugh, could they be any more obvious? [sarcastic] So Gail, how do you feel about the current situation in Bosnia? Will you be jumping my bones after the broadcast? [he turns off the tv, he and Joey sit down]
JOEY: Does your mom know you know?
DWSN: No.
JOEY: Your dad?
DWSN: We're finally clueless.
JOEY: So, Paul Newman or Gene Hackman?
DWSN: Actually, you know Jo, I'm a little tired, mind if I sac?
JOEY: No, that's fine. [puts on shoes] Ya know you're gunna have to deal with this, Dawson.
DWSN: Everything's postponed because of the hurricane. My life included.
JOEY: Your life is a hurricane.
DWSN: No metaphors, Joey, it's too late.
JOEY: Later.
DWSN: I'll see you tomorrow.
JOEY: Hey Dawson?
DWSN: Yeah?
JOEY: Fasten your seat belt, it's gunna be a bumpy life.
[Joey leaves, Dawson turns on tv. Fade to opening credits, theme song comes on.]
SCENE: Dawson's house. All around, people are boarding up and preparing for the storm. Inside, Dawson's mom [MRSL] is on the phone.
MRSL: Oh, well I guess if it were the Capeside bake-off, then I would be doing it. [Dawson's dad, [DAD], walks in] No, I'm not trying to be sarcastic, I'm trying to be a reporter. Fine Jim, if anyone needs me, I'll be right here, darning my husband's socks. [to her husband] Unbelievable!
DAD: Well, I take it they're not letting you cover the hurricane.
MRSL: Of course not. I'm missing a certain appendage between my legs which apparently make one uniquely qualified to cover inclimate weather.
DAD: Well, me and my appendage are both thrilled that you will be here safe, where you belong. [He kisses her, Dawson [DWSN] walks in]
DWSN: Alright, I got a flashlight, candles, cold shower, and batteries.
DAD: Well thanks, Dawsons. Well, listen, I'm going to go next door and check on Jen and Mrs. Ryan. I'll extend an invitation to ride out the storm. [he leaves]
DWSN: My dad's a great guy, isn't he? Maybe on the Tom Hanks-Harrison Ford idealistic side, but solid like a rock. Even to a fault. So who's covering Hurricane Chris?
MRSL: Bob got the gig.
DWSN: [sarcastic] Oh, that Bob, boy he's on top of it.
MRSL: He's a great guy.
DWSN: Dad's a great he. He's the anchorman.
MRSL: Um, honey, did you secure the front porch?
DWSN: I'll get right on it. Gotta get ready for Hurricane Bob.
MRSL: Hurricane Chris.
DWSN: Oh, that's right. Chris is the hurricane, Bob's the anchorman. [he leaves]
MRSL: [to herself] Oh boy.
SCENE: The beach. Pacey [PACY] and his brother, Doug [DOUG] are preparing for the storm.
PACY: I just want it noted that I am here under complete diress.
DOUG: Oh just stop your punk-ass whining.
PACY: School's out today. It's my one chance to sleep in, catch up on my soaps, enjoy the storm.
DOUG: Hey, dad's orders.
PACY: [mocking] Dad's orders. You say that with such a lapdag enthusiasm.
DOUG: You know I'm gunna kick your ass.
PACY: Ooo, you're so butch, Dougy.
DOUG: Oh, screw you.
PACY: Doug, you're gunna have to learn how to process these hostile outbursts of rage. I mean, any therapist is gunna tell you that these are just mere repression tactics to mask your true hommosexual desires.
DOUG: Just because I'm pretty doesn't mean I'm gay.
PACY: Oh really? I think that your CD collection would contradict that. Barbra Streisand, the soundtrack to Les Mis...
DOUG: I have an interesting and soft complexity.
PACY: Ya know Doug, you don't have to defend yourself to me. I'm on your side. I just want you to lead a happy and, uh, fruitful life.
DOUG: You know women happen to love my CD collection.
PACY: Answer me this: Why did you choose a profesion that requires you to dress like one of the Village People?
DOUG: I chose to wear a badge because our father, the Chief of Police of Capside, instilled in me a sense of duty and a belief in justice.
PACY: Right, which makes it all the harder for you to come out. I understand that, Doug. Ya know, I'm sure that there is a support group for gay officers.
DOUG: [grabbing Pacey by the shoulder] Listen, Pacey, I am not gay. [He walks away, leaving Pacey standing there]
SCENE: Joey's house. Her sister, Bessie [BESS] and Bessie's boyfriend [BOYF] are arguing. Joey [JOEY] is nearby.
BOYF: You're waffling. We already agreed on this.
BESS: Having your genitals sliced can affect a child until adulthood.
BOYF: Trust me, if I was conscious of it, I would most definatly remember.
JOEY: Ya know, Junior won't be an issue if we all blow away in a typhoon.
BOYF: It's just a warning. These things never come this far north.
JOEY: Well, I vote we go to Dawson's.
BESS: Hey, actually that's not a bad idea.
BOYF: Don't change the subject. This kid [makes slicing motion] is getting circumcised.
BESS: No, he's not.
BOYF: Just because you're pregnant, don't think you're gunna get the last word on this.
BESS: Watch me.
SCENE: Tamara's house. Outside, Tamara [TMRA] is preparing for the storm. Pacey [PACY] appears.
PACY: Tammy! Hey, Tamara!
TMRA: Hi, ah..., [he moves toward her] No, don't!
DOUG: [appearing] Back side's all done. Yo, Pace, give me a hand here.
TMRA: It's good to see you, Pacey. Your brother was kind enough to help me secure the place.
PACY [sarcastic] Oh, yeah, he's a great guy.
TMRA: How's your homework coming? I hope the storm is giving you a chance to catch up on your reading!
DOUG: Are you kidding? The guy's a goof. he hasn't cracked a book since third grade.
TMRA: Oh really? Well, you'd be pleased. Your brother's doing quite well, Officer Whitter.
DOUG: Oh, please, call me Doug. And I can call you...
PACY: Ms. Jacobs would be fine.
TMRA: Or Tamara, whatever you like.
DOUG: [tipping his hat] Tamara. [lightening strikes, thunder claps, Tamara jumps]
TMRA: Oh! I'm sorry, I hate storms. I...I really don't do well at all in bad weather.
DOUG: Well, we'll have to do something about that. [Tamara goes inside, Pacey glares at his brother]