Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Joey and I are together for a week

Could you please tell your sister I work here now?

- Go ahead, I'll lock up.

- Look at me, I'm a mess.

- Ohhhh, not much. Just checking out a warehouse next door

So you take the anaquated knowledge of infidelity

- You'd be honest with me, right?

- It's really important for me to know that you think

- Is he alright?

I already know everything there is to know about you.

I saw you there a few nights ago. God, I love that place.

I thought I could be Pacey Witter,

I'm happy for you two. You deserve happiness. GOD KNOWS it took long enough.

I don't know, somedays it would just make me so mad at me, and us, and...

- Okay, well, just tell him to come in and ask for me.

- Signs point to yes. What is my future?

- Happy Birthday, Pace.

- My advice is to avoid the big D at all costs, man.

- Yeah I think we are... Let's go.

- When I think about you and me together, it's perfect.

- Where's your sense of humor?

any sex questions about anything... you know you can come to me.

- By what? Reclaim our honesty by what?

- 'Kay. No offense, Dawson, but I don't think anybody cares.

- This is for you. It's not much.

- The big 1-6. Whoopee.

- What? Don't turn this around and make me the bad guy.

you know, busboy, waiter, really anything.

- HEY! Look at the time. We're going to be late. LET's GO.

blink ago he was coming home from the hospital.

You're not trying to bribe me, are you Mr. Witter?

She said I was a talentless dreamer with no cinematic future.

I'm such an idiot you were trying to tell me all day it was your birthday, too.

for tarter sauce? It's not that good.

And you were supposed to get your driver's license today.