Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The truth is...
So really, what's the reason for your little clambake?
- Alright, so I shouldn't have read your journal but c'mon...
- Alright. Then we're going to get him back for you.
- You work at the Icehouse, don't you?
- Hi if it isn't Andie McPhee the rich girl in town.
I mean, I'm sick and tired of being Dawson Leery's sidekick.
- You don't have anything to say to me today?
- You obviously don't respect my filmmaking abilities.
- Nope. - Not once?
- I'm psychic. Okay, I heard you and that guy, Dawson, arguing about it.
- What I'm curious about is what else is in that journal that you don't want me to see?
- No. He's really hurt and he's angry and he's not speaking to me.
I'm his best friend and I forgot his 16th birthday.
- I don't want a divorce, Gail, but, um,
- I want him back.
- No. Because I, unlike you, respect your privacy.
- Okay, um, I was talking to a friend of mine about sex within the marriage...
- What's up?
- I'm going to get going.
What does Joey Potter really think about me?
Maryann this is you!
It's just that telling a girl that I'm dying
I was thinking we could do some serious partying of our own.
- Alright, look, I don't know what's going on between us...
It seems a little sad, really, that I was the girl who's sole purpose
- Look, that's just the booze talking.