AUDREY: Oh, my god! You're still there, like a vegetable.
PACEY: Ok, ok. Yuck it up, kiddies, 'cause this is how I will appear every morning in all my formal glory. Some of us actually have to work for a living.
JACK: Oh, poor Pacey Witter has a job that million would want that he's vastly under qualified for.
PACEY: Oh, come on.
JACK: What's up with that hair, man? Why is it... the way it is?
PACEY: It's too much product? (ma neee... cini ti se
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EMMA: Now, are you sure that blonde of yours isn't a ruse, Pacey?
PACEY: Emma, you know, if you can't deal with the man love, [Slap] I don't think this thing's gonna work out.
Paceyevom lupanju Jacka po guzici!