Even more awkward conversation:
Dawson: And this time, you have to go. You have to see for yourself. l can tell you it's a colossal mistake and all roads lead back to me, but it won't make a difference. Words and speeches sound great, but they don't add up to anything. All that matters right now is what you want.
Joey: l don't even know what l want.
Dawson: Yes, you do. You want him. You want him like l want you. You love him like l love you. The only difference is, he loves you back the same way. And you deserve that. And l'm not gonna be the one who stands in the way of you getting that. You're free. You can do whatever you want.
Joey: Yeah, but l want us to still be friends. l want to know that you don't hate me.
Dawson: Those are words, Joey. They're just words. Because after you're done dispensing your pleasantries here you're gonna turn around, and you're gonna walk away from me. Aren't you?
Joey: l have to. Otherwise, l'll never know.
Dawson: Just go.
Joey: Look, Dawson—