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| Transcript: Breaking Away |
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Transcript Page 1*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.
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