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The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Thursday 5/2/02

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Deacon: Oh, is that so, huh? Brooke's waiting for you in the bedroom?

Whip: Well, actually in the bathtub. I was just gonna join her. Care to stay and watch?

Deacon: No, I'm staying, all right! After I rip your arms out of their freakin' sockets!

Whip: Oh, just so it's my arms, Deacon. You know? The better part of me I need in one piece.

Deacon: Really? See, Brooke would never touch you because you're scum, and she knows that. And what's worse, Whip? You know it, don't you?

Whip: Oh, well, we've made a bit progress here in gay Paris, Deacon, as you can see. Tell me -- did you bring your wife along?

Deacon: This has got nothing to do with her.

Whip: Well, I think she'd feel differently. Why don't we just call her and see?

Deacon: Whip, you are leaving here. If Brooke wants to stay, well, I guess she can stay.

Whip: Oh, alone? How thoughtful of you.

Deacon: I think she's better off alone.

Whip: Yeah, that's how you want her, isn't it, Deacon? Alone. Just her. No mate. Just the baby. You know what? You call yourself a man. You're just a weasel. You're a clinging, insecure little boy. And I'm glad you showed up, because Brooke's gonna finally see who you really are.

Tony: Mm. So -- when do we have to pick up Zende from chess club? Do we have some time?

Kristen: Not much, unfortunately.

Tony: You know, the distractions of a family life.

Kristen: Oh, come on. You don't really feel that way, do you?

Tony: No, I'm just kidding. I wouldn't change anything for the world.

Kristen: I know. It's amazing, isn't it? How much he's become a part of us?

Tony: Do you think he knows how much we love him?

Kristen: Oh, without a doubt. [Tony chuckles]

Tony: He has us pretty wrapped around his pinky, doesn't he?

Kristen: He owns us. Pretty much.

Tony: Well, we better be careful about that.

Kristen: What? Why? Oh, just because you were out of control as a teenager, it doesn't mean he's going to be.

Tony: Hey, genetics.

Kristen: Genetics? He doesn't have any of your genes. Thank heavens.

Tony: Hey, I know my son. He's gonna get started early.

Kristen: "Started early"?

Tony: With the girls. I'll bet you he already has a girlfriend.

Miss Benton: Who are you, young lady?

Zende: We were just playing chess, Miss Benton.

Benton: No one is allowed on school grounds without checking into the office.

Erica: I -- I did check in.

Miss Benton: Do you know her?

Zende: Um, yes.

Erica: I'm sorry, Miss Benton. I thought they told you. I'm Erica, your new assistant.

Miss Benton: My assistant?

Erica: Yeah. I -- I guess you're overworked. At least, that's what I was told.

Miss Benton: Who told you that?

Erica: Oh, gosh. Um -- what's her name? I think it started with an "s"?

Miss Benton: Mrs. Samuels?

Erica: Yeah! Yeah, that's it. But, you know, if you'd rather have me go, I can just --

Miss Benton: No, no. I do need some help. I just didn't think I was in line for a teaching assistant.

Erica: Well, here I am. Is there anything you'd like me to do?

Miss Benton: Yes. I have papers to grade.

Erica: Well, I'll -- I'll get right on them.

Miss Benton: I'm sorry if I was rude, Erica. I just didn't know.

Erica: No. No, it's okay. Hey, I won't say anything if you don't. Well, when do you want these back?

Miss Benton: End of the week should be fine. A teaching assistant.

Ben: Miss Benton, can you help us over here, please?

Miss Benton: I'll be right there, sweetie.

Ben: Okay.

Miss Benton: Well, you'll have to excuse me. Welcome our school, Erica.

Erica: It's -- it's very good to be here. What?

Zende: A teaching assistant? [Erica sighs]

Brooke: That disgusting video. How could you do that to me, Whip? [Brooke sighs] Oh, Deacon, how I miss you.

Whip: You know, you just can't stay away from her, can you? She's like a drug to you. You're addicted to her.

Deacon: Oh, you think I came here for Brooke. No, Whip. I came here for you.

Whip: Me? Deacon, remember -- I'm the answer to your prayers. I'm your best friend in the world. I'm the excuse you need to get on with your marriage.

Deacon: And leave Brooke to you? Listen up -- plan "a," I leave Paris with Brooke. Then there's my choice -- plan "B."

Whip: You just don't get it, do you? This is out of your control.

Deacon: Which is exactly why I'm here. I'm here to take control.

Whip: Oh, of what, Deacon? Me? The only way you're gonna do that is to kill me. And you're just not man enough to even try that. Even if you were, there's a pregnant little lady in there who might object.

Deacon: I'm gonna be doing her the biggest favor of her life.

Whip: You know, you almost sound serious.

Deacon: Oh, I'm serious as a heart attack, pal. Now, you can come with me peacefully if you want. Otherwise, I'll drag you out by your bleeding skull. Doesn't make any difference to me 'cause, either way, you ain't staying.

Whip: Well, well. You are quite the man, aren't you?

Deacon: See, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what you're up to, Whip. I gotta hand it to you, though. You're a smart guy. Set yourself up for the easy roll. Early retirement. What, you got all those long-term goals. Remember, with the yacht, the nice crib in the beach. And then there's Brooke. She figures into it, as far as she'll be writing the checks. 'Cause God knows you ain't man enough to earn it on your own. This is all to get to the big payoff, right? All to get her to say yes to marry you. Then you're gonna be writing the checks, aren't you? She's just gonna be relegated to another notch on your belt, like -- like Sheila or Mariah or Kelly, or half a dozen other models. That's right, pal. See, I've heard all about your little conquests. But do you think for one second that I would let that happen to the woman that I love? Do you think that I would jeopardize her happiness, her sanity? Do you think for one second I would bring my child into a world, a world that you'd could come anywhere near him?! And you don't know me. You just think you do. There's only one way that I'm leaving here without you. And that's if you kill me. Unless you're ready to do that right here, right now, with every bone in your body, then you will come along peacefully. Otherwise, you will have to kill me. Well, don't just stand there, boy. Throw down.

Whip: You the man. [Grunting]

Erica: Your move.

Zende: Oh. Uh, sorry. Hmm.

[Erica thinking]

Erica: He likes me.  It's probably his first crush.  I really need to get a  life.  I come to L.A. To hook up  with the Forresters.  And here I am playing chess  with some 12-year-old.  I've got about as much  chance of seeing the  Forresters again as this  kid has.  What am I gonna do?

Zende: Hello? Your turn.

Erica: Yeah.

Zende: What's the matter?

Erica: Nothing. So -- tell me about yourself.

Zende: I'm very mature.

Erica: I can tell. What's your name?

Zende: Zende Dominguez.

Erica: Dominguez?

Zende: I know what you're thinking. I don't look Hispanic. I'm not. I'm adopted.

Erica: So your dad's name is Dominguez. What's he do?

Zende: He's a fashion designer.

Erica: Really? What about your mom?

Zende: She's a designer. She used to model. She does everything in the fashion business.

Erica: Cool.

Zende: Well, it helps when your last name's Forrester.

Deacon: You want a piece of me? Huh? Come on. [Grunting]

Whip: That hurt a little, Deacon? Huh? [Grunting] Come on. Good. Good, baby. Come on. Come on. [Grunting] Come on, boy. Come on. Huh? [Grunting] [Coughing]

Kristen: You really think Zende's starting to take an interest in girls?

Tony: Oh, come on. Who's his dad?

[Kristen laughs]

Kristen: Oh, I'm sorry. Forgot.

Tony: Honestly, I think he's more into baseball and chess but --

Kristen: Yeah, but, you know, he is starting to get at that age. Well, when did you start getting interested in girls?

Tony: When I was nursing.

[Both laughing]

Kristen: Come on. Let's go pick up our son.

Erica: Your mom's a Forrester?

Zende: Yeah.

Erica: Like -- like a distant relative?

Zende: Her dad's Eric Forrester. He's my grandpa.

Erica: Wow.

Zende: What? You like clothes?

Erica: I'm a girl, aren't I?

Zende: Yeah, I guess you are.

Erica: Like you didn't notice.

Zende: You got a boyfriend?

Erica: Not yet. So -- so what are they like?

Zende: Who?

Erica: Your family.

Zende: Oh, they're the best.

Erica: Are they close?

Zende: Yeah.

Erica: Do you get together with them much?

Zende: Yeah, all the time. I go to my grandma's and grandpa's house.

Erica: Well, what about the rest of the family?

Zende: Well, there's Thorne, Ridge, Taylor. I think she's beautiful.

Erica: Well, what about Amber?

Zende: I think she's cute, too.

Erica: No, I mean, like, do you see her a lot?

Zende: Yeah! Except she lost her baby.

Erica: Yeah, I know.

Zende: You do?

Erica: I mean, you know, I probably just read it somewhere.

Zende: Oh.

Erica: So, do you think she's cool?

Zende: Cool? Heck, no! I think she's hot!

Erica: Smart boy.

Zende: You're not really a teacher's assistant, are you? Don't worry. I won't tell.

Erica: Okay. Thank you.

Zende: So, what are you gonna do about those papers?

Erica: I'm going to grade them.

Zende: You know, one of those are mine.

Erica: Well, you might just be getting an "A."

[Thumping sound]

Brooke: Who's out there? Whip? Is that you?

Deacon: No, Brooke. It's me.

Erica: So, you're a -- a Forrester.

Zende: A Dominguez. Zende Forrester Dominguez. But you can think of me as a Forrester.

Erica: It doesn't matter to me.

Zende: You seem interested in those people.

Erica: I'm interested in all people.

Zende: It's kinda neat, huh? I'm kinda a celebrity?

Erica: Yeah. I -- I guess you are.

Zende: I'm gonna be famous like my dad and mom.

Erica: I will be sure to get your autograph then.

Zende: Very uncool, bragging.

Erica: You weren't bragging. You will be famous someday.

Zende: Hey, Claire. Wait.

Tony: Hey. There's out little chess champ.

Zende: Dad, Mom.

[Tony laughs]

Kristen: Hi, honey. How was your day?

Zende: Good. I got an "a" on my math test.

Kristen: You did? Excellent!

Tony: That's great!

Zende: How was your day?

Kristen: Well, let me see -- it was, well, not bad.

Zende: Did you design any million-dollar dresses?

[Tony laughs]

Tony: What?

Zende: Oh! Mom, Dad, I want you to meet Erica. She's our new teaching assistant.

Kristen: Oh.

Tony: Hello, Erica.

Erica: Hi.

Kristen: Hi.

Erica: Nice to meet you.

Kristen: Nice to meet you. Listen, Zende, I don't mean to be rude, but we are kind of in a hurry.

Zende: Why?

Kristen: Well, Rick and Amber have invited us over for a pizza party.

Zende: Cool.

Tony: Go get your backpack so we can hit the road.

Zende: See you tomorrow, Erica.

Erica: All right. Bye, Zende.

Zende: Bye.

Erica: I must be living right. Zende Forrester Dominguez.

Brooke: Deacon, what are you doing here?

Deacon: Your boyfriend's laying out there on the floor.

Brooke: My boyfriend?

Deacon: Whip told me that you were in here waiting for him.

Brooke: No, he left a long time ago. You mean he's out there?

Deacon: Yeah, he's taking a little nap, courtesy of yours truly. My God, you look so unbelievably beautiful.

Brooke: What are you doing here in Paris?

Deacon: I came to take Whip back. Either him or you.

Brooke: Why?

Deacon: Because this guy is gonna mess you up, Brooke. And I can't allow that.

Brooke: No, I can't allow that. Deacon, you shouldn't have come.

Deacon: Just looking at you, I -- I think I realize that now.

Brooke: You have to leave. This is too dangerous.

Deacon: Why? Because of Whip?

Brooke: No. Because of us.

Deacon: I had this -- I had this dream on the plane. It was more of a nightmare. Brooke, you were making love to him. Look, I know I've got no right to tell you anything, but --

Brooke: No, no, that would never happen.

Deacon: Baby, anyone but him. This guy is not what you think he is. He's lying to you. He'll never make you happy.

Brooke: I don't need him to make me happy. I'm not looking for anybody to make me happy.

Deacon: I just wish to God that I could.

Brooke: Oh, Deacon. Don't say that.

Deacon: I'm sorry. It's just -- I get around you, and I just start feeling -- I don't know.

Brooke: I know. I know. I feel the same way. Which is why you have to leave. You can't be around me, anywhere near me, even in the same city. Please, just -- just go, okay? Before I ask you to stay. Because I can't. I just can't.

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