Transcript for Episode 13
Breaking Away
*Dawson's room, Joey enters through the window*
Dawson: Hey.
Joey: Hi.
Dawson: You're here.
Joey: I thought we were watching movies tonight Dawson.
Dawson: I'm glad you're here. I didn't even get any movies from the store.
Joey: Well, actually I came by to tell you that I couldn't make it, so...
Dawson: You dropped by to tell me that you couldn't drop by?
Joey: Yeah. See ya Dawson.
Dawson: Joey, stay. We can watch bad reruns and throw sarcastic remarks at the television.
Joey: Well for the record I'm getting pretty tired of television. I mean, the metaphor alone is making me nautious.
Dawson: What are you talking about?
Joey: I mean, every night it's the same. We hang out in your Spielberg-ized bedroom and watch movies and tv reruns. It's so predictable.
*Dawson flips on the tv anyways, he sits down*
Dawson: This is a great show. This is a huge two-parter, the big cliffhanger.
Joey: Cliffhanger? C'mon Dawson, you of all people should know that a cliffhanger is merely a manipulative standard designed to improve ratings.
Dawson: No, a cliffhangers purpose is to keep people interested. Keep them guessing what's going to happen in future episodes.
Joey: But just like in our own lives, they are so predictable. I mean, the producers put the characters in some contrived situation hoping that the audience will think something is going to change, but, you know what? It never does. Back to the same way it was before your so-called cliffhanger. It's boring Dawson.
Dawson: Well, what if this time it's different? What if this time in the cliffhanger something changes? You wouldn't want to miss that, would ya?
Joey: It still sounds like one big tease to me Dawson.
*Dawson's Creek theme*
*Jen's house, her Grams is talking to her Grampa*
Grams: Arthur Elders missed a Dickens meeting, third week in a row. He says his staff meeting ran late but Marissa Parkins said she saw him leaving happy hour at the Rolling Friar (?) which doesn't surprise me one bit. And in addition, your granddaughter and I seem to be coexisting lately. She broke it off with Dawson Leery, and Heaven help her, between you and me, I think she's starting to miss him.
*Jen walks up.*
Jen: How's he doing this morning?
Grams: Peaceful. No real change. Sleeping as he's been for the last 3 months.
Jen: Well, I'll see ya after school.
Grams: Don't forget your sweater. It's going to turn cool this afternoon.
Jen: I know. Bye Gramps.
*Jen leaves, her grandfather moves*
Grandfather: Goodbye Jen.
Grams: Jennifer! Jennifer!
*Jen runs back*
Grams: (cont.) He's awake.
*Jen is really happy.*
*CUT TO Capeside High*
Jen: God I feel like this big cloud has just been lifted off my shoulders. You know? I mean, they had to take him to the hospital to run some more tests. I can't see him til tomorrow. I don't know. For the first time, in a long time, I feel like letting loose and having some fun. I mean, I know it's a schoolnight and everything but what do you say? You and me?
Dawson: Um tonight actually I have plans with Joey. I guess I could ask if I could bag but...
Jen: No. No, whatever.
*Joey walks by*
Jen: Speak of the devil...
Dawson: Joey!
Joey: Oh, hey guys.
Dawson: Is everything okay?
Joey: Yeah, I think so. How do you go about getting a passport?
Dawson: Why? Where are you going?
Joey: Well, Mrs. Tingle just informed me that Grace Elkins turned down a scholarship to spend next semester in France because she doesn't want to leave her boyfriend so the faculty had to pick a replacement and...
Jen: They picked you?
Joey: Yeah.
Jen: Dawson, isn't that amazing?
Dawson: Wait a minute, slow down. You're going to France?
Joey: I don't know yet. I mean, I have two days to decide.
Dawson: If you did go, when would you leave?
Joey: 2 weeks. Um, see you guys later.
Jen: I definitely think she should go, don't you?
Dawson: Um, why not?
*CUT TO: The restaurant where Joey works. She's talking to her sister.*
Joey: I mean, I don't know. France is so far away. I mean, I won't know anybody, I don't speak the language, plus I don't think I could spend a year in any country that worships Mickey O'Rourke.
Bessie: Well, whatever you decide to do, I think it's an honor just to be asked. Really, kid, I'm proud of you. Dad will be too when you tell him all about it.
Joey: Uh, question. Why would I tell Dad?
Bessie: Don't tell me you've forgotten what tomorrow is.
Joey: Apparently, I have.
Bessie: It's his birthday, Joey.
Joey: Well, you're on your own Bessie enjoy yourself.
Bessie: I'm not going Joey, you are.
Joey: Wake up, Bessie. I am not going anywhere.
Bessie: Joey, we made a deal. I know you remember alternating birthday visits as long as he's in there. Well, I went last year, so according to my calculations, it's your turn.
Joey: Forget it.
Bessie: You're not getting out of this one. If you don't go, I swear to God, I'll make you regret it. Look, I know you're still angry at him for what he did to Mom and to us, I am too. But you know what Joey? He's still our father.
Joey: Yeah, our father who art in prison.
*CUT TO Pacey riding his bike down the street. Sirens as a police car pulls up and Doug steps out.*
Pacey: What do you want, man? I have to go to work.
Doug: Dad's looking for you. He's pissed.
Pacey: Gee, I wonder what it is I did this time?
Doug: Well, I'd say it's more like what you didn't do, like pass any of your mid-terms this semester. Principal Igar (?) called today to give you the official failure watch and frankly, Dad's a little worried.
Pacey: Well, you tell him that the concern is appreciated but he should save it for the closet case with the gun.
Doug: Tell me something, Pacey. Does being the leading contender for the title of the official joke of Capeside bother you even a little bit? 'Cause I must say it's a distinction the rest of the Whitter family would rather live without.
Pacey: Why don't you just run along and go grab a cat out of a tree or something and tell Dad that if he wants to talk to me he should do it himself.
Doug: You know one day Pacey you're going to be tired of being a joke and it's going to be too late. You're going to wake up and realize you're just a bad punchline nobody's laughing at. You have a good day now little brother.
*CUT TO Dawson and Joey getting tickets for the bus and standing on a dock*
Joey: You know thanks a lot for coming with me Dawson I could kill Bessie for making me do this.
Dawson: Not a problem. When was the last time you saw your dad anyway?
Joey: 2 years ago. About the same time I discovered he was trafficing marijuana while cheating on my dying mother with a bleached blonde cocktail waitress.
Dawson: Well, it's only for today. You'll get through it, I promise.
Joey: Thanks.
Dawson: By the way, any decision on the European thing?
Joey: Still holding out for fantasy elements.
Dawson: It's an incredible opportunity.
Joey: And what would you do if I left?
Dawson: Umm suicide. Something painless, you know, pills, car fumes maybe.
Joey: No, really Dawson. What would you do?
Dawson: If Paris made you happy, then I'd be happy for you.
*Later, at the prison.*
Dawson: Are you ready?
Joey: No.
Dawson: Well, tough.
*Later that night*
Joey: You're kidding me. We missed visiting hours?
Man: I'm sorry these are the rules. Inmate visitation ends promptly at 5 o' clock.
Joey: Yeah, but we just spend 4 hours on a bus. I mean, what are we supposed to do now?
Man: Look, Miss. I know you think your problem is very important and I'm sure to you, it is, but here at a prison housing over 800 felons it's not even a blip on the radar. Now can I ask you are we done here yet?
Joey: *turning to Dawson* This is becoming a far bigger nightmare than I ever anticipated.
Dawson: I'm sorry Joey, I know you wanted to get this over with. If you ask me really nicely, I'll come with you tomorrow.
Joey: Thanks for the offer Dawson, but there's got to be a better solution then spending another day on the bus.
Dawson: Maybe there is.
*CUT TO Motel Dawson & Joey are in a room and Dawson is watching tv*
Dawson: I just got off the phone with my mom and she said she'd tell Bessie we had to stay overnight. feel like watching some tv?
Joey: No thanks, I'm pretty tired. I think I'm just going to hit the sack.
Dawson: Okay. So um are we sleeping left to right?
Joey: Yeah, as usual is fine with me.
Dawson: Okay. It's just the first time we've ever slept together in a foreign bed.
Joey: Is that a problem, Dawson?
Dawson: No, it's different, you know? Little weird.
Joey: And lumpy.
Dawson: You know maybe I should sleep on the floor.
Joey: You can't sleep on the floor it's freezing. Besides, what's the big deal Dawson? I mean, we've mean sleeping in the same bed for years.
Dawson: Yeah. Jo?
Joey: Yeah?
Dawson: I don't want this to effect your decision about France but I would really miss you if you left.
Joey: Well, I'd miss you too Dawson.
Dawson: I've been thinking about us a lot lately.
Joey: You have?
Dawson: Yeah, I have.
Joey: And?
Dawson: And I haven't figured out where we are. What's going on between us.
Joey: And how do we do that Dawson?
Dawson: God. I'm sorry Jo I'm not...I'm just not all there. I mean, I can analyze somebody else until the cows wander home but as soon as I turn all that adult perception on myself, it's like, I completely lose connection between my heart, and my head. Like the two are incompatible and I can't get it together. And I wish I could because I'm so scared of what may happen if I don't. Does this make any sense to you at all?
Joey: What are you so scared of Dawson?
Dawson: I don't know....I don't know.
*CUT TO hospital. Jen and her Grams.*
Jen: How is he?
Grams: Tests seem to be going well. They tell me it was because he was lucky, but I know luck has nothing to do with it. I know it's because of our daily prayer and our faith in the Lord. That's what got him through it.
Jen: You know, no one's happier about his recovery than me but I very much doubt prayer had a whole lot to do with it.
Grams: Jennifer. God has a hand in all good things.
Jen: Oh but he had nothing to do with war, famine, AIDS, huh?
Grams: It isn't always up to us to understand the Lord's ways.
Jen: You know, don't go back to business as usual. Gramps is better. That's all that matters. I guess we'll just enjoy it in our own ways.
*CUT TO prison, visiting hours. Dawson & Joey are standing inside.*
Dawson: I should probably go now. I'll be right outside.
Joey: No, Dawson. You're not going anywhere.
Dawson: Joey you haven't seen him in forever. Don't you want to spend some time alone with him?
Joey: Yeah right. Like I want to spend time alone with the man who's responsible for the destruction of my family.
*Beeeeeeepppppp. Prisoners start coming into the room. Joey sees her Dad. She turns the other way.*
Mr. Potter: If I knew you were coming I would have sent for cigars and champagne. A couple of donuts anyway. Joey, you're beautiful.
Joey: No I'm not.
Mr. Potter: Hello Dawson.
Dawson: Hello Mr. Potter.
Mr. Potter: I thought the other night you might come, but I thought I better not get my hopes up. Birthdays in prison are depressing enough.
Joey: Well, I'm here, aren't I?
Mr. Potter: I'm so glad. You have no idea. You're all grown up. Man.
Joey: Well, that's what people do. They grow up.
Mr. Potter: How's...uh...school?
Joey: That's what you wanna talk about?
Mr. Potter: What do you want to talk about?
Joey: Nothing.
Mr. Potter: It gets so lonely here, Joey. I miss you. And your sister. I miss my family.
Joey: Your family? Tell me this, do you miss Mom?
Mr. Potter: Yes, very much. Joey, talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking.
Joey: You don't want to know what I'm thinking. Believe me. You know this was a mistake. And I guess I should tell you that I'm probably going to be leaving in a few weeks, I'm going to France. So I won't be around anymore. And that family that you miss...doesn't exist anymore. It's over.
Mr.Potter: It's not over Joey. It's still a family.
Joey: Well, it's over for me. Happy Birthday Dad.
Dawson: Joey! I should go with her. Um I'm sorry Mr. Potter. Good luck.
Mr. Potter: Dawson wait please. Tell me about her. Tell me about my daughter.
Dawson: What do you want to know?
Mr.Potter: Anything, everything.
Dawson: She's great. I mean, she's smart, she's beautiful, she's funny, she's a big ol' scaredy cat. If you creep up from behind her she'll jump out of her skin. It's pretty amusing. She's honest. She always calls them just like she sees them. You can always count on getting the truth from Joey even if the truth hurts. She's stubborn. We fight a lot. She can be so frustrating sometimes. But she's a really, really, good friend. I know her to a fault. She believes in me. And I'm a dreamer so it's so good to have somebody like that in my life. If she goes away, I don't know what I'm going to do. I mean, she's my best friend, you know? She's more than that. She's everything.
*CUT TO later on the dock*
Joey: Okay, whats your deal?
Dawson: What do you mean?
Joey: You haven't said one word the entire bus ride home. I mean, if anyone should be brooding it's me. Talk to me Dawson. What did he say?
Dawson: He asked a lot of questions about you. He misses you. He loves you. You shouldn't have left.
Joey: Don't lecture me.
Dawson: I'm not but
Joey: But what?
Dawson: You've got to deal with him sometime.
Joey: I deal with him everyday of my life, okay Dawson? Every single second I am dealing with the legacy he left me. He doesn't want me to deal with him. He wants me to make him feel better. He wants me to say, 'I forgive you, Dad,' but I can't. I don't forgive him for anything. I'm sorry, but I can't.
Dawson: Then tell him that.
Joey: What's the point?
Dawson: The point is he's your father. He's your only father.
Joey: I hate him, Dawson.
Dawson: Hates a strong word.
Joey: When it applies.
Dawson: Joey, sooner or later you're going to have to deal with these feelings of anger and resentment you've got towards him. Otherwise you're just going to handcuff yourself to him for the rest of your life and it's going to cause you nothing but pain.
Joey: Even in Paris?
Dawson: You decided to go?
Joey: Yes, Dawson. I think a geographic change is exactly what I need. It'll give me time to think, you know, start over, clear my head.
Dawson: Running away is not the answer, Joey.
Joey: What is the answer Dawson? Why don't you give me one good reason why I should stay? Give me one non-analitical off-the-top-of-your-head reason why I should stay. That's what I thought.
*CUT TO hospital.*
Jen: Grams? What's wrong?
Grams: Your grandfather. He's had another stroke.
Jen: What? How is he?
Grams: He's in intensive care.
Jen: But I thought that...I don't understand.
Grams: It was unexpected. His heart isn't strong enough to keep him awake.
Jen: No, no everything was just turning around it doesn't make sense.
Grams: God has a plan for everything. For your grandfather, for me, for you. Now sometimes we can't understand it, we can't see it, but this is when prayer is most important.
Jen: How can you have so much faith in prayer? Just because you pray doesn't mean it can change God.
Grams: Oh child you've got it backwards. Prayer doesn't change God. Prayer changes me.
*CUT TO restaurant. Pacey walks in.*
Joey: Sorry Pacey. Kitchen's closed.
Pacey: Please don't make me eat dinner with the Stepford family.
Joey: Uh oh trouble in paradise? Maybe I could scrape something up. I think I saw some rat droppings behind the oven.
Pacey: Great I'll take them. Just pop them in the microwave. Warm them up for me.
Joey: That was weird. For a second there I was overcome with this wave of sympathy for you. It'll pass.
Pacey: Tell me something, Jo. You have a habit of being annoyingly honest with me. When was it that I got designated a town loser? I mean, I know I've done some stupid things in my life but what was it exactly pushed me over the edge to being a walking, talking embarressment to my perfect family?
Joey: You're not an embarressment to your family, Pacey.
Pacey: According to Deputy Doug I am.
Joey: Well, at least your whole family isn't an embarressment. I just got back from visiting my dad.
Pacey: How'd it go?
*Joey gives him a look.*
Pacey: Fathers are weird creatures, you know that? When I was 8 years old, I used to play PeeWee baseball. We had this huge game at the end of the season. It was 2 outs, bottom of the ninth, and I was up to bat. I struck out. Anyway, we get home and my dad just proceeds to reen me. Tell me what a loser I am and what a disgrace I am to the whole family and town for losing the game. Next morning I go down to breakfast, and I overhear my dad relaying the events of the game to my brother. I heard him say to him, 'At least I have you.' I never told anybody this but I wish I'd never heard him say that.
Joey: Well, maybe you should have a talk with your father. You know, tell him that he hurt you.
Pacey: Is that what you did?
Joey: No, but I'm going to.
Pacey: Yeah?
Joey: No, I mean tonight. I'm going to go back there tonight. I have to go back and see him.
Pacey: Sorry but the buses don't run this late.
Joey: Well, can you help me? I mean, when have I ever asked you for a favor? I mean, can't you steal your dad's car or something?
Pacey: I prefer to call it borrowing, but sure.
Joey: Thank you.
*CUT TO Hospital. Jen is next to her Gramps.*
Jen: I missed you. Just when I thought I was going to get you back, you go away from me again. What am I supposed to do? What can I do to get you out of this bed and back into my life? I feel so helpless sitting here right now because I want to help you so badly and I can't because I want you to help me. I want you to smile at me and I want you to listen to me and I want you to magically uncomplicate my life the way you used to.
*CUT TO Prison.*
Man: Like I told the lady before, visiting hours are over at 5.
Pacey: You think maybe I could talk to you over here for a second?
*They talk*
Man: Okay, Miss. Follow me.
Joey: What did you say to him?
Pacey: Just reasoned with the man.
Joey: How much did you give him?
Pacey: 20 bucks.
Joey: Thanks.
*CUT TO Dawson's room. Jen comes in through the window.*
Dawson: Jen?
Jen: Hi um I know I usually use the door but um can I come in?
Dawson: Yeah of course. How's your grandfather?
Jen: It doesn't really look too good. I think I'm losing him. I feel like I'm losing everybody.
Dawson: God, I'm really sorry Jen.
Jen: I miss you Dawson. I really do miss you.
Dawson: I'm here Jen.
Jen: No you're not. You're half here and part of that's my fault. Dawson I blew it, you know? But I'm going to stop blowing it.
Dawson: What are you talking about?
Jen: Can I sleep here tonight? Dawson, with you the way Joey does? As friends, can I just lie here with you tonight?
Dawson: Yeah sure.
*Jen is crying*
Dawson: (cont.) It'll be okay Jen. It'll be okay.
*CUT TO prison*
Joey: Hi. I don't really know what I'm doing here. That's not true um. Look, I came here tonight to say, I came here to tell you that you messed up. You really messed up. And not because you broke the law or you got caught or that you left me without a father. You messed up because you don't know me. I'm your daughter and you don't know me at all. So I guess I just came to say that I'm alright. I turned out pretty good. And I'm going to be okay, no help from you. And um I just have one question. Do you love me?
Mr. Potter: More than you'd ever know. And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Joey: Do you think about me?
Mr. Potter: Sweetheart, all day long, everyday, every hour, every minute.
Joey: Do you really love me though? Because I'm 15 years old and I go through everyday of my life thinking nobody loves me.
Mr. Potter: Well nothing could be further from the truth. And I'm not the only one. Dawson Leery. He loves you Joey. He's never told you?
Joey: Ever.
Mr. Potter: Well, he does. I know it.
Joey: How?
Mr. Potter: Because he looks at you the same way your mother used to look at me. And you love him.
*Joey looks down at the ground*
Mr. Potter: (cont.) Have you told him? You have to tell him Joey. Don't make my mistake. Don't wait til someone you love is eaten with cancer and wasting away while you hold back...
*Joey moves to the gate. Her and her dad hold hands. Awww how sad. Kodak moment heh*
Joey: I love you Dad.
Mr. Potter: I love you.
Joey: I gotta go. Bye.
*CUT TO Joey rowing toward Dawson's. CUT TO Dawson & Jen in bed. CUT BACK TO Joey, etc.*
Jen: Morning.
Dawson: Good morning.
Jen: Thanks for letting me crash at your place.
Dawson: No problem.
*Jen kisses Dawson but Dawson isn't into the kiss*
Dawson: Joey!
*Joey sees them kiss and runs off*
Dawson: (cont.) Joey wait!
Jen: Dawson she'll be okay.
Dawson: JOEY! Oh God! I don't believe this.
Jen: Where are you going?
Dawson: Stop her. She's got the wrong idea about us.
Jen: Does she?
Dawson: Yeah.
Jen: Are you in love with her Dawson?
Dawson: I don't know what I am. I just know I've got to talk to her I've got to go. JOEY! JOEYYYYYY!
*CUT TO Jen's house*
Jen: How is he? Any change?
Grams: I was at the hospital last night. No change. I'm going to church later if you want to join me. What's the matter Jen? Is something wrong?
Jen: No, I'm fine.
Grams: Do you want to talk about it?
Jen: No. Not right now. But thanks.
Grams: Come to church with me Jen. Put aside your stubborn beliefs just once and open yourself up to something new. Something that could provide you with an enormous amount of comfort.
Jen: Grams.
Grams: You know you don't have to be in God's house for him to hear you.
*Jen goes into her Gramps' bedroom and grabs a pic and lays on the bed*
*CUT TO Dawson looking for Joey. He's not finding her.*
Dawson: Is Joey here?
Bessie: No, I haven't seen her.
*JENS HOUSE PHONE RINGS*
Jen: Hello. No this is her granddaughter. *to grams* He's gone.
*Dawson looking for Joey more. Joey by herself. Dawson never finds her*
*CUT TO Inside church. Jen enters. She sees her Grams up front. She looks around the church*
Grams: He's in the Lord's hands now. Oh please Lord take onto him my dearest Love. Keep him safe for me.
Jen: And me too.
*Grams starts crying*
Grams: I miss him so much.
*Jen is crying too.*
*CUT TO Dawson in his room. He opens his closet and Joey is in there.*
Dawson: Joey! God! I've been looking all over for you. Look, there's nothing going on between Jen and me. What you saw today was completely innocent.
Joey: Look, you don't have to explain to me Dawson.
Dawson Yes I do.
Joey: Why? Why do you feel the need to explain? We're just friends. That's all.
Dawson: Joey, c'mon you know that's not true.
Joey: So what are we Dawson? You know, I am so tired of the way we relate to one another. We spend all of our time analyzing our sad little adolescent lives.
Dawson: I know we know too many big words. But it's a good thing to analyze.
Joey: But it doesn't get us anywhere. It doesn't move us forward. We're in the same place we were 3 months ago. It's time to grow up Dawson.
Dawson: I know, Joey. We can. We are growing up.
Joey: No we're not. Everyday is the same. We watch a movie, preferably a Spielberg film, find the appropriate life correlation and then we pat ourselves on the back for being so clever. You know, as much as our perception is right on, our honesty is severely lacking Dawson.
Dawson: There is something lacking.
Joey: And the reason I came here tonight is because....we need to move on. Look, we're not kids anymore. And I'm not going to do this anymore and I thought you should know.
Dawson: So are you going to France?
Joey: Ah, the inevitable cliffhanger. Am I going to France?
Dawson: Are you?
Joey: Look, I am tired of all the drama in my life right now Dawson. And leaving town just makes the most sense to me so
Dawson: No, it doesn't.
Joey: Why should I stay? Is there some new release at the video store I don't know about? It's time to grow up Dawson.
Dawson: Well then we'll do it together. Joey, I could grow up give me a chance. Even Spielberg outgrew his Peter Pan syndrome.
Joey: I could have told you that months ago, Dawson.
Dawson: You did.
Joey: Yeah. Dawson, I'm so tired of dancing around these big words. I just want to be honest with you.
Dawson: Me too. Jo, more than anything, I just want to be honest.
Joey: Do you think we're ready for that honesty?
Dawson: Yeah I do.
Joey: Are you sure? Because honesty is a big word and it changes things and it complicates things. Are you sure you're ready for all the things that comes along with telling the truth?
*Dawson's smile fades.*
*Joey sees and is about to cry.*
Joey: I'll see ya Dawson.
Dawson: Joey! Joey!
*He kisses her. They pull away. Joey smiles and they kiss some more.*
The End.
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