Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- That's a deal.
- Look, Dawson. I know this isn't easy for you.
I just signed up for some art classes and between work and school...
- I hope I don't have to tell you. This is really bad for business.
- Well, I don't mean to be insensitive,
- You're not going to stop speaking to me again, are ya?
- I know, I know. Thank you.
- No, no, go on, have fun.
- Maybe you should just finish watching the movie.
- Impressed at your showing last night. I'm surprised to see you here.
I mean, if someone along the way had just taken two seconds to notice,
- But I don't know how. I don't know where to start.
It's like nature's version of performance art.
- With lightning?
Yeah, she goes way up and then crash
Jo, my intentions here are honorable.
I have tried to live my life just like you.
I thought we could grab a bite to eat, spend some time, be like a friend thing.
You are, in what we studious circles refer to as...
- I thought you said your mother was getting better.
- She's a good friend to have. You should have more just like her. You know?
- You do what you gotta do. Okay, let's get started.
- Don't judge, Dawson.
- She went out like a light, huh?
freely and openly, I don't want that to change.
Now that all my postulating of illigitimy has been duely-documented,
- Why so that you can explain this?
- No, I can't.
- Um, look, I'd really like to make things right between us.
- Yes, I can make you a sandwich, Pacey.
- Hey.
More than anything I guess I was mad at myself.