Dawson: “You think that whatever was wrong when you were with me is gonna magically get better when you’re with him?” Joey: “I don’t know, Dawson, okay? I just know that I need him.” Dawson: “Do you need him like you need me?”
Pacey: What you said earlier was right. I never did [get over you]. Look at you - how could I? Joey: You know what else we never did? [they kiss] Joey: Your turn. Pacey: Sweet dreams, Potter.
Pacey: “It’s… nothing.”
Joey: “Doesn’t look like nothing.”
Pacey: “Believe me, man, we’ve done exhaustive research in this area… it’s nothing.”
Jen: “Pacey and I are just friends.”
Joey: “Is the what the kids are calling it these days? You guys are so stupid! You’re both gonna get hurt by this.”
Pacey: “Nobody is gonna get hurt by this. We both agreed that neither of us have our emotions in it.”
Joey: “And you’re proud of that fact?”
Jen: “Joey, we’re just messing around.”
Joey: “Dawson…”
Dawson: “They lost me at nothing.”
Pacey: “I equate studying with sex, sex with studying. Now I get studying, but no sex, you understand? So it’s a little hard to get motivated these days.”
Joey: “So what you’re saying is that you’re merely the innocent victim in some behavioral psychology experiment gone horribly awry?”
Pacey: “Yeah.”
Joey: “And that you’re desperately in need of some able-bodied female to help you provoke those preconditioned Pavlovian homework responses?”
Pacey: “Yes!”
Joey: “That is the worst pick-up line I have ever heard, Pacey.”
Pacey: “Thanks, Toots, but I wasn’t hittin’ on ya. I’ll have you know I have my own prospects, thanks.”
Joey: "Could you be any more naive?"
Dawson: "Could you be any more cynical?"
Pacey: “And now, the purpose for our little foray into truancy…”
Joey: “True love?”
Pacey: “Yeah. It’s my girl’s name.”
Pacey: “Did you ever stop to think about how much hormonally charged energy you waste on these quick quips and the biting banter? Your life would be considerably more productive if you would just take some more… oh, what is that word? Some more… action. If you took more action.”
Joey: “Oh, like voluntary manslaughter?”
Pacey: “Well, how about like sticking out your thumb, huh?”
Joey: “Oh yeah, what else? Maybe hike up my skirt, pout my lips, strike some sexy pose for a horndog trucker? Stick out your own thumb, you sexist toad.”
Joey: “The only real thing we can offer each other is forgiveness. Don’t let yourself get so angry that you stop loving, because one day you’ll wake up from that anger, and the person you love will be gone.”
Joey: “Of all the people to see me like this, it had to be you.”
Pacey: “It’s a new year, Joey. You never know, we could even end up as friends.”
Joey: “Pacey, I’m upset enough as it is.”
Pacey: “C’mere.”
