The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Thursday 8/29/02
Proofread by Becky
Ridge: Oh, doc, have I missed you.
Ridge: Amber, what the hell are you doing here?!
Amber: I'm sorry, Taylor. I didn't mean to interrupt your dinner. The Jacuzzi was on, and I didn't think you'd mind.
Ridge: What's she talking about here? What are you doing sneaking around our property anyway?
Bridget: I don't believe that guy. He sits there for, like, two hours sipping one glass of chai and then he stiffs me on the tip.
C.J.: Well, why don't you take a couple of Raquel's tables. She's pretty slammed right now.
C.J.: Yeah. It's all right.
Bridget: I like this. You should feel guilty more often.
C.J.: Excuse me, what exactly do I have to feel guilty about?
Bridget: Come on, you still feel bad about your big dinner disaster. Luau of the damned.
C.J.: Yeah, okay, nice, make jokes. I was trying to do something nice. But you know, I really think you hurt Scott's feelings.
C.J.: Oh, yeah. He was crushed. You know, you supermodels love 'em and leave 'em. God, Bridget, you're such a player.
Bridget: Well, you set us up. What does that make you?
C.J.: Misguided and stupid.
Bridget: Oh, C.J., You're not misguided.
C.J.: Okay, all right. I just really thought you were ready to move on.
Bridget: Yeah, I do want to move on.
C.J.: Scott just wasn't the right guy?
Bridget: Nothing against him. He was a really nice guy. But you could have done much better.
Brooke: You're gonna go home soon, sweetie.
Megan: You're still here?
Brooke: Not for long.
Megan: That's good. You guys should go home. You want some help packing up?
Brooke: No, I'm doing fine. Thanks.
Megan: Hey, you know, I -- I saw Whip earlier. Is everything all right?
Brooke: Yeah. I think we're going to be okay.
Megan: Wow. That sounds almost optimistic.
Brooke: I wouldn't take it that far.
Megan: Come on, Brooke. Look, I've seen the change in you, you know? Everyone has. I mean, you've been completely preoccupied for months. And now look at you, you know? You're at the top of your game.
Brooke: I know what my priorities are -- my work, my children, my family. That's my focus now, and I'm not going to let anything distract me.
Megan: So I guess you and Whip didn't reconcile?
Brooke: For too many years I've been consumed by the men in my life. I'm not going to let that happen again. I need to put my energy into things that really matter.
Megan: Well, it looks like you're doing pretty well so far.
Brooke: Yeah, in every area except for one. Somehow I need to repair my relationship with Bridget.
Amber: I'm not sneaking around your property, Ridge.
Ridge: Well, you sure as hell don't have permission to be here!
Taylor: Yes, she does.
Ridge: You knew about this?
Amber: I was trying to stay out of the way.
Taylor: It's okay, Amber.
Ridge: No, it's not okay! Look, you want to help her, that's your business. But I don't want your patients running around our yard.
Taylor: She isn't a patient.
Ridge: Well, then what the hell is she doing here?!
Taylor: Amber is living here. She needed someplace to stay. Captions paid for by bell-Phillip television Productions, Inc. And CBS
Ridge: You took her in?
Ridge: Her husband throws her out and now she's living here?
Amber: Okay, my husband didn't throw me out. I left.
Taylor: Ridge, she didn't have anywhere else to go.
Ridge: What, Rick take the credit cards? She doesn't have the bus fare back to furnace creek?
Taylor: Would you calm down?
Ridge: This isn't right, Taylor. She doesn't belong here. I can't believe this. She cheats on her husband, she proves everything I ever said about her.
Amber: I didn't cheat on my husband, and Taylor's gonna help me prove it!
Ridge: What? What the hell's she talking about?
Taylor: I told you -- you don't have all the facts on what happened that night. Actually, nobody does.
Ridge: She admitted it! She came back the next day and told Rick everything!
Amber: Well, that was before I realized I'd been drugged.
Ridge: Drugged? Please! You fell off the wagon! Taylor, you bring a drug addict into our house here, you expose our kids to all this. What the hell were you thinking?
Amber: Okay, I didn't fall off the wagon. Somebody put something into my drink.
Ridge: Right, somebody slips you a Mickey at a family party?
Amber: That's right. That's why I can't remember anything.
Ridge: Taylor, tell me you're not buying all this.
Taylor: Look, I know it sounds bizarre, but it does make sense. It adds up. I do believe her.
Ridge: Based on what? Her track record? Her integrity? We all know how much that's worth now.
Amber: I know what you think of me, but it's not true. I did not cheat on my husband. Somebody set me up.
Ridge: Oh, yeah, once again, it's someone else's fault. Taylor, she has done all this before. When Brooke threw her out, she went to my mother. She does the same con job on her to get her to take her in as well.
Taylor: Oh, Ridge, she didn't con me. She came to somebody who would be rational and objective, and I have been. Which is a whole lot more than I can say for you!
Bridget: Hi. What can I get you?
Whip: Hi, Bridget.
Bridget: What do you want, Whip?
Whip: A large americano.
Bridget: To go?
Whip: No. I was hoping you would take a break. I'd like to talk to you.
Bridget: I'm busy.
Whip: It's important.
Bridget: Let me guess. You want to explain? Oh, no, wait, maybe you want to apologize, right? You know what, you can save your breath, because I don't want to hear "I'm sorry" from any of you ever again.
Whip: Look, I know you're still hurting, all right. I don't blame you. I understand. What happened to you is a shame.
Bridget: A "shame"? No, Whip. Not getting picked for the cheerleading squad is a shame. Missing your favorite TV show is a shame. What happened to me was a catastrophe.
Whip: I know it seems that way. But your wounds are still fresh.
Bridget: You think I'm just going to get over this?
Whip: Yeah, I do. You're a very strong woman. You're just like your mother.
Bridget: Don't. Don't you dare! I am nothing like her!
Whip: Bridget, listen to me.
Bridget: Did she send you here?
Whip: No, she did not. She did not. She doesn't even know I'm here.
Bridget: Maybe you shouldn't be.
Whip: Look, I don't want to bother you, all right? Brooke told me that you're trying to make a new life for yourself, and I think that's great. I respect that. I think it's time for all of us to put the past behind us and move on.
Bridget: I have moved on, Whip. You and my mother and Deacon are not part of my life anymore.
Whip: Brooke is still your mother, and she always will be.
Bridget: Look, if you're trying to plead her case, you're wasting your time. I've heard all her sorry excuses.
Whip: Okay, no more excuses. I'm going to be completely honest with you.
Bridget: Oh, that's great. Yeah, 'cause I'm gonna believe you? You married a woman who didn't love you. You told everyone you were the father of her child.
Whip: Yes, I did. We were trying to protect you.
Bridget: You lied to me.
Whip: Yeah, I know it seems that way right now. But please, Bridget, just listen. Your mother --
Bridget: No! I'm not gonna lis -- you know what? Thank you so much for stopping by, Whip, but do me a favor. Next time you want coffee, get it somewhere else!
Amber: You don't have to defend me, Taylor.
Taylor: Don't worry about it, Amber.
Amber: No. I don't want you guys to fight. Ridge just got home. You just planned this great evening with him, and I don't want to mess it up.
Ridge: Finally she's talking some sense.
Amber: Hey, you know what? I know you don't like me, but I don't like you, either, okay? I don't like the way you treat me, I don't like the way you treat my husband.
Ridge: Oh, yeah, because you treat him so well, don't you, Amber?
Amber: Taylor, I'm gonna go now.
Taylor: You don't have to leave.
Amber: You know what? Ridge, he doesn't want me here, and he doesn't believe me. And the truth is, if I were in his shoes, I probably wouldn't believe me, either. But I love Rick, and I would never do anything to hurt him. Not like that. I'm sorry I ruined your evening.
Taylor: Amber, wait. Could you get my beach house keys off the hallway table? I want you to stay there.
Amber: Thanks. And you, too, Ridge.
Ridge: For what?
Amber: You give a great foot rub. You guys enjoy your evening.
Megan: Look, Brooke, Bridget is still really angry. Maybe you shouldn't push this.
Brooke: I have to get through to her.
Megan: But if she's not ready, then --
Brooke: She's hurting, and I've caused it.
Megan: But you can't take it away, Brooke. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to rub salt in your wounds or hurt you, but it's just you can't make this any easier for her.
Brooke: I know. That's what everybody keeps telling me.
Megan: Well, then, maybe you should listen. Look, Brooke, you did the best you could in an impossible situation.
Brooke: No, I made the wrong choice. And not just once, but over and over again. And now, I'm going to do what's right.
Megan: Okay, but Bridget doesn't want to see you.
Brooke: Yeah, but she doesn't know that I've changed. I'm not the same person that I was a couple of weeks ago. My life is completely different, and our relationship could be, too.
Megan: Yeah, maybe it could be, but in time.
Brooke: I know. My family has survived many challenges. And I'm sure we're going to get through this one, too. I think it's already happening. I mean, you see the way that Eric and Stephanie have rallied around this child.
Megan: Yeah. And what about Deacon? He's part of this family now.
Brooke: No, Deacon is part of the past. I'm focusing on the future.
Megan: Oh, come on, Brooke, this is his daughter. You don't think that he's gonna try and stay in touch? Are you kidding?
Brooke: The only phone call that I'm waiting for is one from Bridget. Oh, God, I really miss her so much. I wish she would just reach out to me.
Megan: I hope she does.
Brooke: Yeah, she will. I just keep waiting for that day.
Megan: Look, I'll see you tomorrow.
Bridget: What are you doing?
Whip: I'm trying to talk to you.
Bridget: I'm done talking.
Whip: Well, I'm not. Just give me a minute, okay? Look, I know you don't want to hear this -- I am sorry. I am truly sorry for hurting you, and so is your mother.
Bridget: You're sorry. She's sorry. Everybody wants to apologize. I get it.
Whip: No, I don't think you do.
Bridget: Oh, yeah, that's true. You don't want to apologize, you want to be forgiven.
Whip: I don't want anything from you, Bridget. I'm just trying to help.
Bridget: Who? Who are you trying to help? My mother?
Whip: I'm trying to help you.
Bridget: Yeah, well, I don't need your help. I'm doing just fine on my own, thanks.
Whip: Okay, fine. Maybe you are. Maybe you are doing just fine. But your mother isn't. I know you don't agree with me, but your mother just went through a year of hell. Trying to keep this secret was one of the hardest things that Brooke has ever had to do. All right, fine, maybe you don't think it was the right decision. Maybe you don't agree with her logic. But, Bridget, you of all people, should understand what she was going through. Deacon seduced your mother the same way he seduced you.
Ridge: You're letting Amber stay at your beach house?
Taylor: Yes, I am.
Ridge: Feeling generous, doc, huh? Or are you just trying to get back at me?
Bridget: I see. So it was all Deacon's fault.
Whip: No. There are enough mistakes to go around. But you're making one right now.
Bridget: You don't know me. You don't know anything about me. And you sure as hell don't know anything about my mother.
Whip: I know she loves you.
Bridget: Just not enough to keep her hands off my husband, though.
Whip: Look, Deacon is gone. I'm leaving. Bridget, you can go back to Forrester. You and Brooke can start over again.
Bridget: No, we can't. I am not going back there, and I can't forgive her!
Whip: Bridget, it's not too late. Please, come on. You gotta put this anger away. Please just --
Bridget: Would you please just leave me alone?
C.J.: Hey, hey, what's going on here?
Bridget: C.J., It's all right. He's my mother's husband.
C.J.: Oh, so you're the Lucky guy. Look, I don't know what you're doing here, but Bridget doesn't need to be hassled, okay? She's been through enough already.
Whip: Listen, junior, there's no need to start mad-dogging me, okay? We're almost finished here.
Bridget: No, Whip, we are finished.
C.J.: Hmm, that sounds like a good-bye to me.
Whip: All right, I'll go. Just please do what I asked, Bridget. Just call your mother. Even if you're not ready to forgive her, just give her a call. Don't do something that you'll regret for the rest of your life.
Ridge: I gotta hand it to you, doc. One hell of a homecoming.
Taylor: I was trying to talk to you about it earlier.
Ridge: How long has she been here, anyway? Since she left Rick?
Taylor: You know, if you would look past this resentment you have, you would see that her story makes sense.
Ridge: Look, I don't really want to talk about Amber anymore, okay? In fact, I don't really want to talk at all.
Taylor: Fine. Fine, we'll call it a night.
Ridge: Wait, wait, wait. Where are you going? Where are you going?
Taylor: You just said you don't want to talk.
Ridge: It doesn't mean I want you to leave. Come on, come here. Come on. Especially since we have the hot tub all to ourselves now. Come on. Come on.
Taylor: Ridge, we were just in the middle of an argument.
Ridge: Well, now we're making up. Come here. Come on, doc. In you go.
Taylor: You're nuts.
Ridge: Yes, I am.
Taylor: Absolutely nuts.
Ridge: Thank you. That's the nicest thing anybody's said to me all day. [ Phone rings ]
Brooke: Hello? Hello?
Bridget: Yeah, mom. It's me. I need to see you.
Brooke: Honey, I'm so happy. I was hoping that you would call. Yes. Where are you? Are you at the insomnia? I could come right over.
Bridget: No, no. Not tonight. I'll come over there in the morning.
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