Dawson's Creek
Beauty Contest

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Beauty Contest

On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him 'til morning
Without him, I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me
In the rain
The pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind,
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say there's a way for us
I love him, but when the night is over
He is gone, the river's just a river
Without him, the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers
I love him, but every day I'm learning
All my life I've only been pretending
Without me, his world will go on turning
The world is full of happiness that I have never known
I love him
I love him
I love him, but only on my own.
Like, I don't think I quite get it. Couldn't they have somehow worked in Dawson's name so it would be totally clear? ["I would answer that, but I suddenly have several very painful cavities." -- Sars]

Dawson fetches Pacey from the supply closet, where he's fussing with his bowtie. At the sound of Dawson's voice, he starts, spraying playing cards into the air. Dawson assures him that he's "doing great." Pacey says, "I need to know something, Dawson. When I asked you if doing this thing was stupid and you made me believe that it had a point, did you ever actually believe that I had a chance at winning this thing?" "Come on, Pacey," Dawson fails to answer. Pacey throws up his hands and says, "Great, that's what I thought. Just another thing for the kids to laugh about Monday morning at school." More cards shoot out of his breast pocket. Pacey concludes, "And who am I to disappoint, right?" Dawson sternly says, "Wait, you're not thinking of doing something stupid, are you?" Pacey exclaims, "Those people suck! How can I possibly leave here without letting them know that little-known fact? I mean, I'm going down -- I've got nothing to lose." He puts on a top hat and storms out. Dawson rolls his eyes. Shut up, Dawson.

Onstage, Mrs. Windjammer is saying that Pacey has changed his program, and instead of a magic act, will perform a dramatic interpretation. Pacey comes onstage wearing only his vest -- no shirt -- and with blue make-up covering most of his face, and, in a pretty crap Scots accent, says, "Well, I'm not William Wallace, but I am Pacey Witter." He pauses, and from the wings, Dawson yells, "Pacey Witter's seven feet tall!" "So, they say...so they say," Pacey says, and goes on, "And they say that this Pacey Witter is a dangerous man who slaughters Capeside residents by the dozens with jokes and buffoonery. And that if he were here, he would destroy those who would judge him, with sparks from his eyes and wit from his ass. Well, I am Pacey Witter. But who of you are in the position to judge me?" He indicates a man at the judges' table and asks, "Is it you, sir? And what sort of human being tolerates being judged? Well, judgment stops today, because that which scorns me deems to own me, and I am willing to trade the trappings of my dysfunctional life for one chance -- just one chance -- to stand in front of my fellow countrymen and tell them that you may take my life, but you will never take my freedom! Thank you and goodnight." He starts to walk offstage. Dawson, standing backstage with a constipated expression, starts applauding tentatively. The judges look mildly amused. Bucking expectations, Pacey fails to run back onstage and fart at the crowd.

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