Dawson, I don't like to get in the middle of these things, but you sound like someone who's trying to convince themselves they made the right decision.


Casey: So, you're leaving?
Dawson: I just think we need some space from each other. Maybe that's the only way we can sort this whole thing out.
Casey: Sounds like you've already made up your mind.

Hey, everything ok? You keep looking at your phone every two seconds and you just got here.


Dawson: Why what'ss wrong with Boden?
Casey: Donna went into labor. The baby's in a critical condition.

Brett: No way he lets us go.
Mills: He's not in charge.

Can't you guys tie off the bleed?


Where the hell have they been all this time?