* Vida Acelerada *

Pacey: Come, just a little bit farther, right up here. A few more steps, right here, whoa, stop, right there. Perfect. We’re here.
Joey: Pacey, I don’t know where you think ‘here’ is but it seems to me, we’re nowhere.
Pacey: Think back with me for just a second. Do you remember how this whole thing started? It started with a girl, a wall, and a paintbrush.
Joey: You bought me a paintbrush?
Pacey: No lame-o, I stole this from your permanent collection.
Joey: You bought me a wall?
Pacey: Not bought, rented. And this thing didn’t come cheap, either. It cost me 100 bucks.
Joey: You bought me a wall?!
Pacey: You said that already. Look, it’s a limited time offer, so you should get cracking.
Joey: Pacey, did you fail to notice the size of this thing?
Pacey: I just thought your next endeavor should be bigger and better than your last one. Pacey: Come, just a little bit farther, right up here. A few more steps, right here, whoa, stop, right there. Perfect. We’re here.
Joey: Pacey, I don’t know where you think ‘here’ is but it seems to me, we’re nowhere.
Pacey: Think back with me for just a second. Do you remember how this whole thing started? It started with a girl, a wall, and a paintbrush.
Joey: You bought me a paintbrush?
Pacey: No lame-o, I stole this from your permanent collection.
Joey: You bought me a wall?
Pacey: Not bought, rented. And this thing didn’t come cheap, either. It cost me 100 bucks.
Joey: You bought me a wall?!
Pacey: You said that already. Look, it’s a limited time offer, so you should get cracking.
Joey: Pacey, did you fail to notice the size of this thing?
Pacey: I just thought your next endeavor should be bigger and better than your last one. I’m supporting you, you keep on growing both as a person and as an artist. I also got you this, (holding up a can of paint) now I know it’s not going to cover the whole thing, but as the saying goes, ‘The journey of 1,000 miles begins with a single step.’
Joey: Well, I’m gonna need your help on this one.
Pacey: No, no, no, no. Not this time. You’re on your own, sister.
Joey: Pacey, you’re unbelievable. I mean, as soon as I think I’ve got you all figured out, you go and you do something so outrageous that, it completely challenges me in a way that no one else would even think of. In case I don’t say it enough, thank you.
Pacey: It’s about time, Potter. It’s about time.

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Joey: Well I expected you to at least say good-bye.
Pacey: Oh, yeah, the good-bye scene. Played that one over a thousand times in my head. I come to you heart in hand and announce my plans, you look at me, pained, but then of course the Potter sarcasm kicks in, and I leave never getting what I came for.
Joey: And what is that Pacey?
Pacey: You never ask me to stay. Ever.
Joey: Look, that’s not my decision.
Pacey: Yes it is. It always has been. You may be too afraid to make it but, let’s be honest with each other here, the decision to be together or not be together has always been yours.
Joey: All I asked for was time.
Pacey: And that’s exactly what you got. You’re gonna get three more months of it. (takes another bite of his candy bar)
Joey: You know, I may be undecided, Pacey, but at least I’m not running away. You can dress it up any way you want, it still comes down to the same thing. You’re giving up.
Pacey: I’m giving up?
Joey: Yeah. You.
Pacey: Me?
Joey: Uh-huh.
Pacey: (chuckles) Turn around. (She turns to see the wall, which only has the background white painted) It’s your wall.
Joey: Hmm-mm.
Pacey: It’s unfinished, just like us.
Joey: Believe it or not, Pacey, this is not the ending that I asked for.
Pacey: Me neither, but it’s the ending we got, isn’t it.
Joey: (walking away) Yeah, I guess it is.

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Pacey: What took you so long? (takes a drink of milk) I got thirsty. I called Bessie, Bessie called you. I tell you, it is not easy work finishing things off.
Joey: Pacey, what does this mean?
Pacey: Well, it means that you were right. That my leaving would be giving up on you. And I’m not quite prepared to do that just yet. But it also means that I need to know that you’re not quite prepared to give up on me yet, either. So, all that being said, I refer to the wall, with its hastily yet adoringly written S.O.S. which I guess kinda speaks for itself. I spent an hour and a half staring at this half-painted wall after we talked last night. Just staring and thinking. So, the way I figure it, it’s your turn to stare now.