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Are you insane?
How could you do that?
How could you take
a simple declaration of friendship
as an invitation to maul me, Pacey?
Answer me.
What were you thinking?
-What?
-What? l don't know.
God.
l mean, it was an impulse.
-An impulse?
-Yes, an impulse.
You know, sudden, momentary
and, believe me, fleeting.
You have any idea
of the monumental implications
of that meaningless little impulse?
The ripple effect it could create
in our small, but fragile, universe?
Right.
Forgive me for thinking
a kiss is a kiss.
Well, it's true.
A kiss is not just a kiss,
not between you and me.
And you know why.
Dawson? Remember?
l mean, he factors into this little
hormonal meltdown.
-Meltdown?
-Yeah.
l just had a meltdown?
Forgive me if l don't think that
this is the worst tragedy in history,
that Pacey Witter, in a moment of
impulsive, compulsive,
hormone-induced insanity
had the nerve to kiss Joey Potter.
And you let me do it.
You did, you let me do it.
So? Now the universe begins to unravel?
Well, excuse me while l get in the car.
-Would you get in the car, Potter?
-No.
-Would you just get in the car, please?
-No.
l didn't even mean to do it.
This is me,
Pacey, act first, think later, okay?
Now that l have a chance
to think about it
l take it all back, okay?
-So get in the car.
-No.
Jo, it's at least another six miles
to your house.
lt is freezing cold outside.
And if you don't get in, l'll do this the
whole way.
Would you get in, please?
l take it from your angry silence that
you're not speaking to me anymore.
-Nope.
-Great, great.
-How long you plan to keep that up?
-How's '' indefinitely'' sound?
-Fine.
-Fine.
-Fine.
-Fine.
So are you planning to fill me in,
or do l have to die from anticipation?
What?
How was it seeing A.
J.
?
And leave no sordid detail unturned.
Well, let's see.
We broke up and then Pacey
went insane and kissed me.
Hey, you kissed her.
Good for you.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
How could he do this to you?
Well, technically,
l maybe, sort of
let him do it to me.
But l still blame him entirely.
The whole thing was her fault.
She told me that l was the one
she thinks about.
You know? Me.
And she gives me this look.
What was l supposed to do?
You know how long l waited
to get that look?
And then he gave me this look,
this look, like--
l know the look.
Look, I don't get it.
She gave the look.
You kissed her, it was a good kiss.
So, what's the problem?
Hitting, punching, rejecting
might be a problem, not to mention.
Dawson.
l mean, if he found out
l won't think about what would happen.
l know we'd kiss friendship goodbye.
He'd never speak to me.
l can't risk that.
He's the brother l never had.
So, what you're saying
is Joey's like a bus.
No.
What l'm saying
is Joey is like a girl.
No, no.
Hear me out, okay? Joey is like
a bus that can't go below 50.
Dawson is a bomb
hidden underneath that bus.
You are the brave, heroic
police officer
wanting to drive the bus to safety,
but can't, because of the bomb.
Do you think it was more
than just an impulse?
-l don't know, Joey.
-Thanks, you're a big help.
Sorry, l'm obviously not telling you
what you want.
l honestly don't know.
Maybe you should talk to someone,
someone who could help figure it out.
Who? Dawson, Pacey, Andie? This is
what you're supposed to help me with.
l can't shed light on this one for you.
l'm sorry, Joey.
You need to forge ahead.
Things can work between you two,
if you first defuse the bomb.
Pacey, you need to tell Dawson
about Joey, okay?
Now, the trick is to do it in a manner
that makes it impossible to hate you.
Now, what l suggest
is you take him to a place
that reminds him of the
strong history the two of you share
where he'll think about
how much you really mean to him.
Then you tell him.
Oh, sure, yeah, he'll be upset
but he'll also understand that your
friendship is more important.
ln fact, he'll probably respect the fact
that you cared enough to tell him
in which case, he'll tell you
to go right on ahead.
And you and Joey can just drive off
into the sunset.
-That's your advice?
-What is wrong with that advice?
Nothing, nothing's wrong
with that advice.
lt's just very thought out
and '' un-Dougie-like.
''
However, even if your ridiculous plan
would work, you left out a couple details.
Her hitting, her punching,
her yelling--
Grow up, little brother.
Think she'd react so strongly
if she didn't feel something
for you too?
There was no hot water
in the shower today, no shampoo
and l have two tests,
French and math.
What the hell
are you so smiley about?
Ethan's coming over this afternoon.
He's gonna spend the weekend.
Do l smell a romance
a-brewing, big brother?
Come on.
lt is possible
for two gay males to be friends
without it turning ***,
you know?
Jack, l'm not talking
about your orientation.
l'm talking about the fact
you can't wipe that grin off your face.
No, l'm serious.
l'm just glad l finally found
a friend who actually
you know, accepts me for who l am
and understands.
Just a gigantic relief, that's all.
So, what does Dad have to say
about all this?
Well, he's got that business trip this
weekend, so l figured why risk a fight?
What?
Dad cancelled it.
Well, you know what?
So what?
You know, it's a harmless situation.
l'm an adult, pretty much.
lf l want a friend
to come to the house
l can.
There's not a damn thing
he can say.
Not a damn thing who can say
about what?
Not a damn thing the Congress
can say to the president
if he decides to veto
that new tax-initiative-reform thingy.
Okay.
-Bye.
-Bye.
Why are you smiling like that?
No reason.
-Let me ask you something, Henry.
-Okay.
When exactly were you planning on
telling me tomorrow's your birthday?
-How'd you find out?
-l have my sources.
And in honour of your birth, l planned us
a little outing.
Dinner, a movie
then your present, which remains
a surprise so don't guess.
Jen, actually, l can't.
-Well, not tomorrow, at least.
-Why not?
l have plans.
You have plans on your birthday?
With who? Your other girlfriend?
With my mom and my family.
You know, it's a family thing.
No friends.
Sorry.
That's cool.
l mean, l understand that.
Hey, Henry.
l'll see you at your party
tomorrow, man.
Can't wait.
You're having a party
and you didn't invite me?
Oh, okay, just let me explain, okay?
l can't think of a thing
you would say now
that'd dig you out of
the Grand Canyon-size hole you're in.
But while you frantically search
for a shovel, l'm going to class.
-Hey, man.
-l can't-- Take a look at this.
l can't believe they're doing that.
'' Construction to begin next week
on phase three
of Capewoods Condominiums.
''
-And?
-And?
Pacey, those--
They're gonna bulldoze our woods.
Our fort, that's where we did
all our preadolescent male bonding.
Oh, yeah.
Our first furtive glances at Playboy
you watching me take my first sips
of stolen beer.
We should protest it,
you know? We should
handcuff ourselves to the fort
or something.
You seem a little, l don't know,
weird or something.
l'm fine.
-l'm joking.
-So how was your weekend?
Anything interesting happen?
No.
You know what we should do?
We should go camping.
You and l.
Give the old fort one last hurrah.
-Really?
-Yeah, this could be our last chance.
Pacey and Dawson paying homage
to their swiftly disappearing childhood.
That's a really good idea.
Let's do it.
Let's go camping.
Great.
That'll be great.
What's wrong?
Well, my boyfriend is ashamed of me
and a weaselly little liar.
But other than that
l'm just peachy.
-Sorry, Jen.
-Me too.
Well, given the pathetic track record
of my love life
why would l expect any less?
Okay, you know what, friends?
Other girls don't have these problems
like we do.
And you want to know why?
Because they actually hang out
together.
What do you mean?
l mean, this mood of yours
is in clear need
of a little estrogen-energy boost.
Not to mention there's this mysterious
black cloud hanging over Joey's head.
So l think this calls
for a girls' night out.
-A girls' night out?
-Yeah.
Okay, don't you guys think
it's a little abnormal
you two never hang out with anybody
who doesn't have a ***?
You'd be surprised at how powerful
female bonding can be.
-Haven't you seen Thelma & Louise?
-Andie, they killed somebody.
Yeah, and then they drove
off of a cliff.
Yeah, but the point is,
they did it together, solidarity.
l mean, in this cold, cruel world, a girl
can rely on one thing: her sisters.
Yeah, l need a little female bonding,
and so do you.
So, what do you say?
-You know what? l'm in.
-Yay, Jen.
Yeah, l'm-- All right, l'm in.
Yay.
Okay, you're not gonna regret it.
-Hey, Jack.
-Hey.
What's up, man?
-lt's good to see you, man.
-Yeah, you too.
Dad.
You're home early.
Could l see you for a minute?
What's the meaning of this?
No meaning, he's a friend.
lf you had just asked my permission,
you would have saved yourself
the embarrassment of having to tell
that boy to go home.
He just took a two-hour train ride from
school.
l'm not telling him to go.
Jack, this is not a good weekend
for guests.
lt's not a good weekend for guests,
or not good for the guests l would have?
-That is not what l said.
-No, but, you know, it's what you mean.
Look, l don't care, all right?
He's a friend, he's staying.
-l don't have to justify that.
-You kept it from me
which makes it clear
that it's not a good idea.
Yeah, l felt l had to keep it from you
because l knew you'd react this way.
-My answer is no.
-Look.
You know what?
l don't care what your answer is.
l'm not asking.
When l moved back home, there was a
promise this would be an open house.
That l could live my life
free of judgment.
-As long as you're under my roof--
-The only reason l'm here is for Andie.
You know what? l'm glad
you came back this weekend.
Because if watching me hang
with friends makes you suffer
then you deserve to suffer.
Gotta say that was
good work today, Buzz.
Couple more weekends like this
and we'll be done.
All right, down you come.
You little monkey.
All right, slap me some skin, man.
That was good work.
You can't leave.
My friends are coming.
l told them all
about my semi-cool mentor.
l wish l could stay,
but l already made plans, little buddy.
Trying to give me
a complex about my height?
This has been fun,
but l'm late to meet my buddy, okay?
-Girlfriend?
-No, nosy.
l'm camping with Dawson.
l wanna go camping,
why don't you take me?
Buzz, l can't.
This is a no-kids trip.
lt's just me and Dawson.
Next time, you and me, l promise.
-See you on Sunday?
-Whatever.
Bye, Pacey.
Okay.
I'll go first.
Facials and pedicures.
What do you think?
Great! Okay,
l'll go get the stuff ready.
So, what's up?
Not much.
Really?
Because, Joey, if you're going through
a particular situation right now
and you need somebody
to talk to
somebody to shed light,
but yet who's still uninvolved
l just wanted to let know
l'm here.
You have any information
you'd like to share
about a particular situation?
You, me, Dawson, Pacey,
it's a real incestuous little group.
Now, l know l'm just standing
on the periphery
but it seems a world balance
is definitely shifting.
You know,
what l'd like to know is
how some meaningless scenario,
which was over before it began
somehow became
public knowledge.
-What makes you think l wanna talk?
-Joey, nothing's public knowledge.
And l have no idea what
particular scenario you're referring to.
Well, it's pretty clear from your attitude
that it's not meaningless.
And like l said before,
if you need somebody to talk to
to help figure things out with it
l just wanted to tell you
that l'm here.
So, what are you guys up to?
What does it look like
we're up to?
-Mind if l join you?
-Actually, yes.
Why don't you go over to Jen's with
binoculars, spy on Andie for a while?
God.
Think he'd be a little less blatant
about watchdogging us.
l'm sorry to put you through this.
Don't worry about it.
l've been
there and back with my own dad.
l know how to handle it.
How the hell did we do this
when we were 1 0-years old?
Then, all we had on our backs were a
bag of chips and a couple Capri-Suns.
Yeah, l guess a lot's changed
since then.
Yeah, of course.
But
change is good, right?
l mean, change can be good.
You know, sometimes even change
that seems bad can end up being good.
Hey.
There it is, man.
Our old fort.
Fruit of an
entire summer's labour.
Still standing.
You know, that's just typical.
-Of what?
-Of me.
l mean, everything, this fort,
everything we've seen today
l remember as being
bigger than life.
Now l think it's just ordinary.
Maybe my whole life
was just ordinary.
All this over an old fort?
We were 9 when we built this.
What'd you expect, the Taj Mahal?
Of course not, it's just l.
l don't know.
Recently l've been trying
to connect with who l was in the past
when l had all this passion
and l knew who l was.
And things were simple,
magical, even.
But now, l just.
Maybe l never was that person.
Maybe l just thought l was.
You know what?
lt's funny you should put it that way,
because what it sounds to me like--
lt sounds like you're looking
for an answer.
And so am l, because just this morning
l was at breakfast with Deputy Doug
of all people to ask
for an answer.
You know, so he tells me l should
come to you because you're
gonna have the answer l need.
So--
Do you hear that?
No.
What?
Yes, we found them!
Hey, neat fort.
Can we take this *** off now?
God, l know.
l can barely move my cheeks.
Still have two-and-a-half
more minutes.
This popcorn is good.
Thanks.
lt was my mom's specialty
when l was a kid.
Reminds me of being a child.
Don't you wish you could be
Everything was so simple
and under control then.
-God, l felt so protected.
-You know, l know what you mean.
l mean, l miss when l could just
climb trees
and roll in the mud,
hang with the boys.
And it was like we were the same.
None of this stupid man-woman stuff
getting in the way.
And l felt free to just be myself.
l never got to be a little girl.
My mom wouldn't let me play
in the dirt, because it wasn't proper.
Wouldn't let me dress up in her heels,
they were too expensive.
She was not about to let me pig out,
because she was afraid l'd get fat.
All l want to do is eat ice cream.
Eat ice cream, pretend to be a kid
and forget about those stupid boys.
Oh, l know.
They're twits.
Awful.
l mean, maybe it's genetic
or something, but enough is enough.
-And they lie.
-They mess with your heads.
The worst is when they have feelings
for you and they won't even admit it.
You know what?
l've decided on my activity.
My favourite place as a kid.
The roller rink.
Roller skating!
Good.
l think that your activity
can overlap with mine.
Mr.
McPhee, would you care
to join us for dinner?
Well, yeah, no.
lf you boys don't mind
-l'd love that.
-Great.
Let's go.
-Well, just let me get a jacket.
-Okay.
What?
All right, l talked to your parents.
They
said it's okay for you to stay tonight.
Yay.
l just want you to know,
a 1 0-year-old with a cell phone
is just plain wrong.
Dawson was gonna tell us a story.
That's right, That's right, l was gonna
tell you a story about a very old man
who was very rich and decided to
build a very unusual amusement park.
With dinosaurs,
and they called it Jurassic Park
and l've seen it 1 2 times.
-Try again.
-Okay.
All right, this is a story
about a boy named Elliott
who thought he saw a goblin
in his tool shed--
Hello? That was a movie.
lt's called ''E.
T.
''
-Okay, a great white shark?
-No!
Why don't you tell us
one of your stories?
Okay.
All right.
Well
this is a true story.
And Pacey said
l shouldn't tell you guys
but, you know,
l think you can handle it.
Actually, it takes place in the woods
we're sitting in right now.
lt's about an old man, who actually
used to live in that fort there.
lt used to be his home.
His name was Max.
Which is an ordinary enough name,
but Max is not an ordinary guy.
Max is evil.
Nobody knows why,
but he hates things that are
adorable or kind or even happy.
And he walks around these woods.
He used to be a lumberjack,
so he carries this huge, bloody axe.
He stalks the woods, killing.
Bunnies,
birds, whatever he'd come across.
But his favourite target:
The 9-year-olds.
-You okay, Buzz?
-Just keep going.
One day, Max arrived home
to find three boys
sleeping in his house.
You know? l was thinking
about what you said earlier
about how all guys are twits?
l think you're right,
but l think there's more to it than that.
Because, sometimes, you know
when they give you that certain look?
You know, that look that says you are
exactly where they wanna be right now.
And you feel it for them too.
And then you just melt,
like this big blob of ice cream
even when you don't want to.
Pacey used to do that to me
all the time
right before he kissed me.
Made my knees weak.
Henry's got a look like that.
Does it to me every time.
Okay, who wants to go again?
Oh, no.
No, no, no.
l'm gonna take a break.
Okay.
Come on, Joey.
-Okay.
-Let's go.
Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
Henry! Henry! Henry! Henry!
Henry! Henry!
Henry?
Hi.
You had a '57 Ford Thunderbird?
-l can't believe it.
That's my dream car.
-Let me tell you, it drove like a dream.
Mint condition, cherry red,
black interior
eight cylinders, three speeds,
convertible.
Remember that photograph
your mother took
of the two of us on the bumper
when you were just a baby?
l guess l blocked it out.
Why'd you get rid of it?
Kids and everything.
lt was impractical.
But l loved that car.
l cried when l traded it in.
Tears.
Oh, man, l can't believe that.
-Me neither.
-l haven't thought about that in years.
Jack used to beg me
to take him for rides in it.
You remember that car, Jack?
l think l already said no.
Right.
There's a classic car museum
just down the road.
They stay open late on weekends.
They've got a 1 926 Cadillac.
-Blow your mind, Ethan.
-Sounds great.
-Jack?
-Great.
Dawson.
Hey, check it out, man.
God, l completely forgot about this.
This is.
Okay, the ticket stub from the first time
l saw Jurassic Park.
And the second and the third.
-That's just sad, man.
-Tell me about it.
Hey, check this out.
lt's Deputy Doug's pocketknife.
Dad never found the evidence,
but he still gave me
the spanking of a lifetime.
Go figure.
Oh, my God.
Look at this.
lt's a picture of me
and little Joey Potter.
Look how beautiful she was,
even then.
We had no idea.
We must have been deaf,
dumb and blind not to notice.
What's this?
''The secret code of Pacey Witter and
Dawson Leery.
'' Do you remember this?
-You drew this up the day.
-The day we became blood brothers.
lt's our oath of loyalty.
-Yeah.
-This is great.
l can't.
l can't believe you found this.
lt's so--
lsn't it weird how you can just
put friendship with someone in a box,
bury it and completely forget about it?
Yeah.
Again, let me just assure you
that this is a pure coincidence.
l am not crashing your party
and your mom insisted we stay,
that's the only reason.
So you can stop being mad.
l'm not mad.
Humiliated, maybe, but not mad.
Oh, wait a minute.
First you lie to me about this party.
Then you hurt my feelings
by not inviting me.
And then l accidentally show up
anyway, wearing this.
And you're humiliated?
Can you blame me?
Look around, Jen.
This place is fit for a 6-year-old.
l told my mom l'd do it this last time.
How could l have brought you? You
wouldn't have possibly understood.
Come on.
How do you know what
l'll understand unless you tell me?
lt's been hard enough
trying to get you
to stop thinking of me
as an innocent little kid.
Then what, bring you to this?
Come on.
Henry, how many times
do l have to tell you this?
Your innocence is
one of the best things about you.
And it's helping me find
the same thing within myself.
You don't have to hide
who you are.
Not from me.
So
are you saying
you forgive me?
l'm saying l don't like being lied to.
l know, l'm sorry.
l understand if you never want
to speak to me again.
So dramatic.
Come back here, Parker.
You know, by the way
your birthday present would've been
a copy of Born to Run
mint condition, on vinyl.
Would have been?
Well, l sort of
sold it back to the record store
and bought some angry chick music.
Well, l guess
it's the thought that counts.
Yeah, something like that.
Happy birthday, Henry.
Come on.
The beauty of the old cars
is the simplicity.
Everything's here, nothing is automatic.
You have to prime--
-Can we talk over here for a moment?
-Sure.
What's up?
What's up is l didn't ask you to visit
so we could hang out with my dad
who hates me, okay,
and doesn't even try to understand me.
Who can cry over a stupid car
but can't muster an emotion
for his son.
No, no.
He stopped being my father
a long time ago, Ethan.
l can't spend some excruciating
evening being reminded of that.
This is a nightmare.
Jack, calm down.
l mean--
Boys, l'm gonna head back.
You can get home okay?
Yes.
You know, l really thought
things were getting better.
l was so grateful for tonight.
l cancelled my business trip
this weekend
to spend time with you.
Guess l'm just not the father
you want
or need.
-Pacey, you awake?
-Wide-awake, yes.
What's up, man?
lt finally occurred to me what in my life
hasn't lost its lustre with time.
My friendships.
l might be unsure of a lot of things in
my life, but l'll always be sure of you.
And Joey.
-Me and Joey, huh?
-Yeah.
l mean, you're.
You're pure loyalty.
You're still the guy who drew up
that oath we took when we were kids.
Still the guy who'd do anything
for a friend.
-And Joey?
-Joey?
My conscience.
My soul mate.
My inspiration.
Point is
l'm really glad to have you guys
in my life.
l'd be lost without you.
You know,
if l'm loyalty, Dawson
it's only because
you cast me in the role.
You're the storyteller,
you know?
You see everything
and figure out what it means.
You see the look on those kids' faces
while you were telling them that story?
How caught up they were?
You're the guy who builds
this fantastic world.
You just let the rest of us live in it.
These days,
it doesn't feel so fantastic.
lt will, bro.
Good night.
Hold on.
Don't you think
we should talk about what happened?
Actually, l'd just like to pretend
it's all a bad dream.
Well, that would be a mistake, Jack.
Look.
l know you're mad, but don't be.
l was trying to help.
No.
l'm not mad at you.
l'm just--
l'm just mad.
l don't know.
l mean, tonight.
Tonight he managed to make it look like
he was the victim in this whole thing.
And like l was some kind of
malicious ogre, but it's not like that.
God, Jack.
Don't you get it?
You're both victims here.
And it's not gonna
get any better unless
you start letting go
of some of that anger.
Yeah, but he's the one
who did this to me, okay?
He's the one
that made me this angry.
A year, Ethan.
A year he spends walking around like
l'm the worst thing that ever happened.
And he cancels one trip
so he can passive-aggressively
throw it in my face
and things will
magically fall into place?
lt doesn't work like that.
Well
let me tell you
how it does work, Jack.
You keep walking around
with all that anger
you and your dad are gonna lose
another year.
And another one.
Before you know it,
you wake up one morning
and realize that you need him.
Or he needs you.
But it's gonna be too late.
You know, the other nice side effect
of letting go of your anger
is that you don't have to be
angry anymore.
Just think about it.
Good night, Jack.
Night.
Weird night, huh?
Yeah, l'd say.
l was talking to Bessie
the other day.
And she told me to talk to somebody
about this
and l can't believe
l'm telling you, but.
Pacey kissed me the other day.
Yeah, l figured this thing
would come to a head sooner or later.
Nothing came to a head.
l mean, there is no thing.
lt--
l'm freaked out and angry,
and l don't understand
why he would do something like this.
l mean, it came out of nowhere and.
Well, if it came out of nowhere,
then how come l'm not surprised?
You should ask yourself, Joey
if this is really nothing
then why are you so upset
and so confused?
lt's late.
What is it?
Yeah, l just.
l just wanted to ask you why.
Why this weekend, why this trip,
why now?
When for the past year,
you've treated me like l was a ***.
Okay, so
answer me that, why?
lt was just
time.
l was talking to Richard
at the office.
He has a son.
Just failed out of his fourth college
got caught stealing a car,
drug problem, whole nine yards.
lt just suddenly occurred to me:
''Jack is a good kid.
''
l have a good kid
and l don't even know him.
But l want to know him.
So l cancelled my trip.
Look, l don't see what the big deal is.
Somebody had to make
the first move.
l just didn't think it would be you.
-l'll talk to you, huh?
-All right, see you.
Let's go, guys.
Bye, Dawson.
Watch out for Max
and his bloody axe.
See you guys.
l'm gonna get 1 2 Pixie Stix
and five candy bars.
How about an orange soda
and a box of pretzels?
One Pixie Stick, one candy bar
and an orange soda.
-Hey.
-Hey.
Hey.
Just a second.
You give us two minutes, l'll give you
-What do you say?
-Done.
There you go.
Hey.
Hey, again.
-So l just wanna--
-About the other night--
You go first.
Well.
l just-- l wanted to.
l just wanted to say
that
l'm sorry.
You know, all that stuff
about disaster and Dawson
and the ripple effect
in our universe
it was all right.
l mean, what l did,
that was just monumentally stupid.
l don't know what l thought.
l just wanted you to know
it was an impulse, plain and simple.
One that has left my body.
Permanently.
Promise.
lt's okay, Pacey.
l mean
l totally overreacted.
l mean something isn't a big deal,
unless you let it be.
And it.
You know, it's not a big deal.
Why get so upset?
l mean, it obviously meant
meant nothing.
Right?
Right.
Right,
because what l did was a mistake.
-Right.
-Right.
Well
l guess that puts us back
to just being friends.
Definitely.
Great.
All right.
Well.
Yeah, l should probably get going.
Once that kid gets that sugar in him
watch out.
He's a terror.
l'll have to
chase him home, two miles.
Not pretty.
Well, then,
l guess l'll see you later, Pacey.
Yeah, l'll see you later, Jo.
You got the front, l got the back?
One, two, three, grab it.
There you go.
-That her?
-Who?
-The girl.
-What girl?
The girl you want to kiss, stupid.
-The one you're in love with.
-Nope.
