B&B Best Lines Friday 8/23/13

The Bold and The Beautiful Best Lines Friday 8/23/13


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Thomas: Did you see the show?

Rick: Yeah, I saw the show. Caroline's designs were flawless. All of our models hit their marks. So, yeah, I can't help but feel confident.

Thorne: Okay. Well, Dad said he'd make a decision about the company's future based on the response from the press and the buyers. So, Little Brother, I'm feeling pretty confident, too.

Thomas: After you, Mr. President.

Thorne: Thank you, Mr. V. P.

Thomas: So, tell me, what do you think your first executive decision will be? And please tell me it involves Rick packing up his office.

Thorne: Definitely.

Thomas: Well, maybe a transfer is in order. Put him somewhere he's more useful. He always acts like he was some kind of superhero at International.

Thorne: I can see that happening someday, yes. But first, Rick is going to do some time in the basement -- some serious time. Years, maybe. Day in, day out, breathing in the exhaust from the loading dock.

Thomas: Having to deal with his office being the company storage room?

Thorne: Oh, yeah. Paris is gonna have to wait.

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