Pacey: Alright, what did you mean by that?
Joey: About what?
Pacey: About me knowing you better than anybody else.
Joey: Exactly what I said, Pacey. You know me, okay? In a way that nobody else besides Dawson ever has, so—
Pacey: We’re not talking about Dawson right now. We’re talking about me. I mean, you can’t keep on doing this to me, Potter!
Joey: Doing what? What, so I count on you and I tell you secrets and suddenly it’s—
Pacey: And you call me in the middle of the night to pick you up, why?
Joey: Well, I’m sorry that I called. I thought that I could—
GRAMS: You know you love someone when you can spend the entire night just sitting by the fire watching them sleep.
PACEY: What you’re really saying then is that, given the highly dysfunctional nature of our relationship, this is actually how you express concern for me.
JOEY: You gotta learn to read between the banter, Pacey.
