Meanwhile, Abby is parting clothes on the rack of the closet in the Sanctorum Dawsonorum and yammering about being on the verge of finding "paydirt." As she steps further into the closet, Jen and Joey close the doors and stand in front of them, smiling at each other as Abby hammers on the doors from the inside. Okay, I don't deny that Abby adds nothing to these proceedings, but that being the case, why did Jen ask her? Whatever. Andie calls their attention to a video in her hand: "Guess what I found tucked behind Jaws? Good. Will. Humping." Jen and Joey look intrigued and go over to Andie, allowing Abby to emerge.

Back at the boat, Pacey is messing around with a lure when a tug is perceived on one of the lines. The Sheriff comes over and starts to struggle with it, only to have the line snap. He asks Pacey where the other rod is. Pacey says it's on the starboard side. The Sheriff glares at him. Pacey says it doesn't matter which side of the boat the pole is on. The Sheriff says, "This is what I mean, Pacey. It's the same thing with you over and over again." Pacey slumps, since evidently this is a lecture he's had many times before. The Sheriff goes on: "The simplest instructions in the world and you'll find any excuse not to follow them. How do you expect me to give you more responsibility if you can't even adhere to the most rudimentary directions? When I speak, you listen. Don't think, just do. Please! I'm not asking that much." Pacey gets a beat to absorb the impact of his spiritual de-pantsing before Dawson comes stomping out of the galley, saying, "Now that I've finally shaken Jack for two seconds, can you tell me what the hell were you thinking inviting him?" Instead of leading with, "Ask me if I care about your pedestrian neuroses," Pacey says, "Listen, man. I'm sorry, okay? Andie's just been nagging me incessantly about including the guy. He doesn't know any guys in town, and their mother just keeps getting worse and worse. Guess I took pity on him, yeah?" You might think that Pacey's mentioning Jack's mentally ill mother would cause Dawson to, I don't know, think about someone else's bigger problems for a single second and, I don't know, shut up for once, but it doesn't, and he pushes forward with the Dawson Agenda, dismissively saying, "Okay, that's fine; how could you forget to tell me?" Pacey stares at Dawson for a second, giving him another chance to SHUT UP, which Dawson doesn't take: "Pacey, come on! A little bit of preparation time before facing my adversary." I guess it's the word adversary that triggers Pacey's crap detector, since he has had to face a much worse adversary every day of his life, and Pacey, thank God, says, "You know what? Screw you, Dawson. Not all of us can be the fair-haired embodiment of perfection, all right? Not everybody gets 'wunderkind' and 'genius' attached to their name. Some of us are just simple-minded folk trying to make it through the day without breaking something." Dawson, instead of saying, "I'm sorry," or "What is this about?" or "My God, what a jerk I am!" just raises and lowers his eyebrows a couple of times in mute befuddlement. Pacey, honey, you go.