Episode Report Card Jessica: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Hotel New Hampshire
By Jessica | Season 5 | Episode 8 | Aired on 11.27.2001
She Who Shall Not Be Recapped sits on a bench, waiting to ride out of my life. Pacey plops down beside her. She doesn't look at him, but does apologize for being such a beeyotch the night before. She doesn't regret sleeping with him, she says, because Pacey forced her to finally make a decision about the whole Sleeping With A Married Man thing. Pacey looks at her and tells her that she doesn't have to leave town in order to make a change in her life. Shut up, Pacey, yes, she does! "I owe myself some major regrouping," You Know Who says. "Nobody can save you from yourself." Wow, that's brilliant. Didn't Billy Joel write that? "I probably would have tried anyway," Pacey tells her. And then, FINALLY, the cab FINALLY shows up and She Who Shall Not Be Recapped FINALLY gets into the taxi and leaves the show forever, THANK GOD. Pacey looks sad. The Sad Sad Piano plays The Song Of The Rejected Fry Cook.
The Hotel. I'm sure the town of Hocksett will be putting up a plaque in that room: "Dawson Leery Lost His Virginity Here. Finally!" The lovers pack. Jen stops and stands with some pants in her hands and announces that they need to talk. Dawson's all, "Sure! Whatever! I've never been so happy!" She tells him that she's feeling awkward with him, and "there's just too much at stake for [her] to let it slide." She partially wishes the sex could just be "a beautiful memory," but the rest of her knows that "sex changes everything," and she doesn't want to lose his friendship simply because they've Known Each Other Biblically. Dawson sits down and looks at her and promises that she'll never lose his friendship. "And yes, sex does change things," he says, because now he's the big sexpert. "But who says it has to be for the worse?" Jen just looks at him. "All I know is, it happened last night. And it felt right. And if sex changes things, I say bring it on," he says. Jen smiles warmly at him. "Okay, I'm in," she tells him. They beam. "I wish we didn't have to leave here," she muses. "So, we stay," Dawson tells her. "Stay?" Jen asks. Dawson dumps out his packed suitcase on the floor. "We stay for a least a couple of days. After all, this is the honeymoon suite, right?" Jen leans in toward him and smiles. "And I am your girlfriend," she purrs. They kiss.
Next week: I enter a sanitarium to try to regain my sanity after all the bare Van Der Beekian chest.