Episode Report Card Wing Chun: D | 1 USERS: B+ YOU GRADE IT Reunited
By Wing Chun | Season 2 | Episode 20 | Aired on 05.11.1999
At the bar, Dawson asks Joey what she's doing, since "not ten minutes ago" she was telling him to behave. Jen joins them and says that "Operation 'Reunited' " is underway, and that Dawson will see in a minute what it's about. The maitre d' appears and says that he saw they got the wine they asked for. Joey says thanks. Wing Chun asks how Jen and Joey were able to order a bottle of wine in a restaurant. Dawson expresses irritation that the maitre d' knows what's going on, and he doesn't.
The band starts playing "Reunited." Wing Chun calls for Gravol. The Flash sits down next to his Bride and remarks, "Familiar song." She replies, "Not familiar enough." To cut to the fishcakes, he asks her for a Flashdance, they get close, Mrs. Flash takes credit for the wine, and it looks to everyone involved like they've rekindled some kind of spark. "Operation 'Reunited'" is an apparent success.
Back at Meds Mansion, Andie is still locked in the bathroom. She leans back against the door and then sees Tim in the mirror. He tells her to stop crying. She rushes up to the mirror and growls, "Go away!" On the other side of the door, Pacey says, "I'm not going anywhere." Andie says she was talking to Tim. Pacey asks if Tim is in there with her now. Andie ignores him and yells at Tim, "I said go away. You're NOT REAL!" She picks something up off a countertop and throws it at the mirror, shattering it. Panicking, Pacey asks what broke and whether she's okay. Jack yells at her to open the door and tries to jimmy the knob with a screwdriver. Andie presses her cheek to the door and sinks to the floor. She looks up and sees Tim, who says, "They don't believe you, Andie. They think you're crazy, but you're not." "Yes I am," she sobs. "I am crazy." Pacey asks, "Who said you're crazy, Andie? I don't think you're crazy, and Jack doesn't think you're crazy either, okay?" Andie sobs, "Yes you do." Pacey insists, "No, we don't. I believe you, Andie, okay? I believe that you're seeing Tim right now, and that he's there and you're talking to him." Tim gets close to Andie's face and starts stroking her hair. Pacey says, "But you know what? It's not fair that Tim can see me and I can't see him. So I need you to do me a favour. I need you to tell me what he's saying." Silently, Andie nods. Tim says, "I'll take care of you." Pacey says, "Okay?" Tim says, "You can't trust anyone else. They don't understand." Andie says, "He says you don't understand." Pacey says, "Tell Tim that he's wrong. I may not understand everything that's going on with you right now, Andie, but I understand you. You hear me? You tell Tim that." Tim says, "You have to choose, Andie. Let me take care of you. I'll make you better." Andie shakes her head rapidly and says, "I can't. I can't choose." Hearing this, Pacey rears back, then leans forward and says, "No, Tim's right, Andie. You do. You have to choose."
Jack asks what he's doing. Pacey holds up a finger to keep him quiet. You're a good man in a crisis, Jack. Not. Andie chokes, "No, I don't want to. I can't." Pacey says, "You have to, Andie. You have to choose." His voice breaking, he says, "Now, I'm begging you from the bottom of my heart, please, choose me." Andie looks back and forth between Tim and the doorknob. Pacey says, "Open this door, come out here, and choose me, please. You are so special, and you give so much to everybody around you. And you know what, Andie? I need you more than Tim does. So does Jack." Andie says, "That's not true!" Pacey says, "Yes, it is. My life began when I met you, Andie. You never gave up on me, so I'm not going to give up on you. So please, Andie, for the love of God, please come out here and choose me. Please." Andie stares at Tim, crying harder, then pulls herself up using the doorknob and comes out. Pacey gathers her in his arms. Jack says nothing but looks exhausted after his ordeal of sitting there not doing anything at all. Andie cries some more, and Pacey cradles her, crooning into her hair.