- Dawson: All the mysteries of the universe, all the answers to life's questions can be found in a Spielberg film.
- Dawson: Where are you going?
- Joey: Home.
- Dawson: Spend the night.
- Joey: Can't.
- Dawson: Well, you always spend the night.
- Joey: Not tonight.
- Dawson: Why not?
- Joey: I just don't think it's a good idea for me to sleep over, anymore, ya know?
- Dawson: No, I don't know. C'mon, you've been sleeping over since you were seven. It's Saturday night.
- Joey: Things change, Dawson. Evolve.
- Dawson: What are you talking about?
- Joey: Sleeping in the same bed was fine when we were kids, but we're fifteen now.
- Dawson: Yeah?
- Joey: We start high school Monday?
- Dawson: Yeah?
- Joey: And I have breasts!
- Dawson: What?
- Joey: And you have genitalia!
- Dawson: I've always had genitalia.
- Joey: But there's more of it.
- Dawson: How do you know?
- Joey: Long fingers... I gotta go.
- Dawson: [she starts to leave] Whoa Jo, don't hit and run.
- [she turns around]
- Dawson: C'mon, explain yourself.
- Joey: I just think our emerging hormones are destined to alter our relationship and I'm trying to limit the fallout.
- Dawson: Your emerging hormones aren't developing a thang for me, are they?
- Joey: A thing? No, I'm not getting a thing for you Dawson. I've known you too long. I've seen you burp, barf, pick your nose, scratch your butt. I don't think I'm getting a thing for you.
- Pacey: [He sees Miss Jacobs, and says to himself] What are the chances?
- [he walks up to her]
- Tamara Jacobs: Pacey, are you okay?
- Pacey: I'll live.
- Tamara Jacobs: Wait, talk to me a second.
- Pacey: [she tries to touch him bu he pulls away] About what, The Graduate or The Summer of '42, which would you rather discuss?
- Tamara Jacobs: I'd like to clear up this misunderstanding.
- Pacey: I understand you perfectly well *Ms.* Jacobs.
- Tamara Jacobs: I'm so sorry.
- Pacey: Pacey: Well you should be because you're a liar. How can you say you were just renting a movie?
- Tamara Jacobs: Because it's the truth.
- Pacey: Pacey: It's a crock. The truth is you're a well put together, knock out of a woman who's feeling a little insecure about hitting forty. So when a young, virile boy, such as myself flirts with you, you enjoy it. You entice it. You fantasize about what it would be like to be with that young boy on the verge of manhood. Cause it helps you stay feeling attractive. Makes the aging process a little more bearable. Well, let me tell you something. You blew it lady, because I'm the best sex you'll never have.
- Tamara Jacobs: [she stares at him] Your wrong about one thing Pacey. Your not a boy.
- [she kisses him]
- Tamara Jacobs: Oh, God. I'm sorry. Oh, God.
- [she runs away]
- Pacey: I'll see you in school, Ms. Jacobs.