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The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 11/27/02

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Thorne: Couldn't sleep?

Tricia: Nope.

Thorne: Me either. Have a seat.

Tricia: You don't mind?

Thorne: No, not at all. I like the company.

Tricia: I thought your sister and her family live next door.

Thorne: Yeah, but when you have kids, you go to bed early.

Tricia: Mm-hm

Thorne: See, I'm a night owl.

Tricia: Yeah, me too. You get the whole world to yourself at night.

Thorne: Yeah.

Tricia: You can finally hear yourself think.

Thorne: And see, I come out here to get away from my thoughts. The rest of the day, no matter how bad or stressful, just evaporates. Try it. Let me show you something. Face that way.

Tricia: Okay.

Thorne: Close your eyes. Trust me.

Tricia: Oh, trust you?

Thorne: Okay. Just listen to the sound of the waves. Breathe in. Breathe out. There you go. Just forget about Ridge.

Tricia: Mm-hmm.

Thorne: Forget about Brooke. Just let the sound and the rhythm of the waves just wash away all that stress --

Tricia: Mm.

Thorne: And tomato sauce. [Cheers and applause]

Clarke: I think they want encores.

Sally: No -- no encores. Leave them begging for more.

Clarke: Oh, I've got more. I've got lots more where this came from. Sally, you are on a roll.

Sally: Honey, I'm rockin' and rollin' tonight. Just point me towards the horizon and turn me loose.

Clarke: Don't you ever slow down?

Sally: Never. I don't believe in it. Besides, when you're moving forward, you got no time to look back.

Clarke: Well then, it's a good thing. You have a lot to look forward to.

Sally: Yeah?

Clarke: I mean, I gotta tell you, Sally. With Eric and Ridge and their competition, it's gonna make an international sensation out of Spectra.

Sally: Yeah, well, from your mouth to God's ear. But, listen, don't you find it just a little bit ironic that after all the years of fighting and scheming and striving to get to this position, it's gonna take a Forrester to put us on top in the international fashion scene, hmm?

Ridge: Do I want to spank you? Is that what you said?

Brooke: Well, I'm not going to force you. I mean, I'm not really feeling that guilty.

Ridge: Something tells me you're not feeling guilty at all.

Brooke: No. I really am very sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Wasting all that delicious marinara sauce.

Ridge: I shouldn't be laughing, 'cause it's not really funny.

Brooke: Well, it was a little funny!

Ridge: No, Logan, you dumped a whole jar of pasta sauce over Tricia. What's --

Brooke: I lost my temper, okay?

Ridge: Yes, that's obvious. The question is, "why?" I mean, what were you and Tricia arguing about, anyway?

Brooke: Well, she overstepped her bounds, Ridge. You and I have known each other for a very long time, and we have a very unique and special relationship. And I am not going to let anybody undermine that.

Deacon: How you doin', girl?

Megan: Don't you "hey, girl" me, you lying creep.

Deacon: Megan. What the hell are you doing here?

Megan: That's exactly what I was about to ask you. God, Deacon. What has happened to you?

Deacon: You got a while? 'Cause it's kind of a long, downhill story. Hey, barkeep. Why don't you -- you should get the lady here a drink.

Megan: No, no. Don't bother. I'm not staying.

Deacon: Suit yourself.

Megan: Well, neither are you. Get your coat. You're leaving.

Deacon: No, Megan, I don't think I am.

Megan: Yes, you are. Brooke finally has her life in order, Deacon, and there is no way in hell I'm gonna let you stagger in and tear it apart.

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Ridge: All right, look. Nobody likes to be told what do to, okay? I realize that. But that didn't give you the right to lash out at Tricia.

Brooke: Tricia doesn't know what we mean to each other. There's nobody in my life that understands me or knows me better than you do. Not my children. Not my family. Nobody. I can be completely honest with you. And this woman -- this stranger thinks that I'm using Taylor's death to manipulate you, to make inroads with you. She doesn't get it. If she thinks that I would stoop that low, then she doesn't know me at all.

Deacon: This is rich. You're worried about me tearing Brooke's life apart, after what she did to mine?

Megan: Wait a second. You want me to feel sorry for you? Is that it? You almost destroyed her relationship with Bridget.

Deacon: Almost? Are they getting along?

Megan: Yeah, they are. Not that it's any of your business, really.

Deacon: Oh, you're damn right it's my business. I gave up everything. I gave up my job. I gave up my home. I gave up my life, Megan! And what thanks did I get? Huh? You tell me. How did Brooke repay me?

Megan: Deacon, how do you expect to be treated? Huh? Turning up here like this. Like this? You're a mess, Deacon.

Deacon: No, I'm a drunk, Megan. It's okay, you can say it. I'm not proud. Let's see, I lost my pride months ago. Do you know what Brooke said to me when I told her that I was going away for good? Hmm? She just looked at me with those big doe eyes, and she said, "I think you should." She didn't say good-bye. She didn't say, "you take care of yourself, and you have a good life." She just looked at me like I was a piece of scum, and told me to get lost. The mother of my child.

Megan: You stay away from hope. Do you hear me? Am I making myself clear, Deacon? You have no place in her life.

Deacon: See? See, right -- right there. Just how you did that? That's how Brooke looked at me. And right at that minute, I knew. I knew that everything that I did, everything that happened -- that didn't mean anything.

Megan: That's not true.

Deacon: Megan, unless you're gonna put on the pom-poms and the cute little skirt, why don't you save the pep rally.

Megan: Deacon, what I'm trying to say is that Bridget and Brooke could never have made amends with you here. You leaving gave them the chance to repair their relationship, and it worked. They're doing better now. You should be happy. And so is hope. She's doing better now.

Deacon: Gosh, I just -- I feel so relieved. Hey, let me ask you something. How are Eric and Ridge doing? Because they don't write. They don't call. I miss them.

Megan: Well, they're doing as best they can, under the circumstances.

Deacon: What circumstances?

Megan: Right, you don't know.

Deacon: Oh, please. Please don't even tell me that Ridge is back doodling at Forrester again?

Megan: No, it's Taylor.

Deacon: What about Taylor?

Megan: Deacon, she died.

Deacon: Taylor's dead?

Megan: Yeah.

Deacon: Oh. I get it now. Taylor's gone. Which means Ridge is free. And that's why Brooke was in such a hurry to get rid of me.

Tricia: You are cute. Very cute.

Thorne: Sorry. I couldn't resist that.

Tricia: Yeah -- unfortunately, neither could Brooke.

Thorne: Yeah, well, she's always had a problem with impulse control.

Tricia: Mm. And that doesn't concern you?

Thorne: I stopped worrying about Brooke a long time ago. I think you should, too.

Tricia: Why, because she's a lost cause?

Thorne: No. I think she's a very intelligent, charming, and beautiful woman. So are you. And you're here on my deck and she's not.

Tricia: Oh. So in other words, "zip it?"

Thorne: No. I like talking to you, Tricia. But I think we have more interesting things to talk about. Or we don't have to talk at all.

Clarke: Remember what you said, Sally, to Massimo? That it doesn't matter who started this fight as long as we win? And we are going to win? It's just a pity that I'm not gonna be there to see it.

Sally: What are you talking about? You mean you're not going to be there in Portofino?

Clarke: No, no. I don't need to be. Ridge seems to know what he's going. He doesn't need me there.

Sally: Well, what if I told you I need you there? Oh, hello, friend.

Clarke: You want me to go to Portofino?

Sally: Yes, of course. Don't you realize that for the first time in our history, you and I are going to be able to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Eric Forrester, and beat him as equals. This is something I have been dreaming about all my life. Ever since I started this company with Adam Alexander all those years ago. Well, now he's not here. I can't celebrate it with him. I can't with Macy. And I can't with Saul. And as for C.J., Well, he's -- he never was made for this game. He's got his own plans. That leaves you and me. You and me and Darla. We're the only ones left from the old guard.

Clarke: You make it sound like you're talking about riding off into the sunset.

Sally: No, of course not. Listen. I know very well that if Ridge Forrester wins this competition, there's no telling how far we can go. I want you along for the ride. But, if you would rather do your own thing -- if you would like to blaze your own trail, I would understand.

Clarke: Sally, if you want me there, there's no place in the world I'd rather be.

Sally: Thanks. Thanks, Bucky.

Clarke: Better go pay the check.

Sally: What are you talking about? After that divine performance we just gave, C.J. Oughtta be paying us.

Clarke: That'd be the day.

Brooke: Listen, I don't mean to dump this on you.

Ridge: No, it's okay. I can see you're upset about this.

Brooke: But do you see why? I don't want you to think I'm being totally irrational.

Ridge: I don't. But I also don't think Tricia's being malicious either.

Brooke: She shouldn't pass judgment on something that she doesn't understand. She doesn't get our relationship, and I'm not about to explain it to her. Ridge, we have such a wonderful history together. And those memories -- they're just so precious to me. And I know they're precious to you, too.

Tricia: You don't want to talk?

Thorne: We don't have to.

Tricia: Really? Then what do you suggest that we do?

Thorne: Oh, I don't know. We could look at the stars or just listen to the waves.

Tricia: Right.

Thorne: What?

Tricia: Well, I just thought there for a second, you were hitting on me. But I should've known, you're not that kind of guy.

Thorne: Oh, you don't think so?

Tricia: Well, I don't know you that well, but I don't think you're the type of guy that makes advances on the new tenant. You're too nice.

Thorne: Oh, no. Not that.

Tricia: What? Stop it. There's nothing wrong with a "nice guy."

Thorne: Oh, really. Well maybe you haven't heard the rumor going around that us "nice guys" finish last.

Tricia: Not always.

Thorne: Oh, no?

Tricia: No.

Thorne: Well, name me one time when being nice ever got you what you really wanted.

Tricia: Well, what do you want?

Ridge: You're right, Logan. We made some great memories.

Brooke: Old times.

Ridge: Happy times.

Brooke: You probably haven't thought of that in years.

Ridge: Well, you never really forget the big moments.

Brooke: Or the crazy ones.

Ridge: Well, we had a bunch of those, didn't we?

Brooke: Yeah, we did. I think back to when we first met, and I was so young.

Ridge: Yeah, we both were.

Brooke: You were living in the fast lane.

Ridge: You were just dreaming about it.

Brooke: Mm-hmm. I never imagined where it might take us.

Ridge: Seems like another lifetime, doesn't it?

Brooke: So much has happened.

Ridge: But here we are, all these years later.

Brooke: And you know why, don't you? The bottom line is, Ridge, I'm here because of you. I'm here because I'm concerned about you. And because you're a very important part of my life. I'm here because I love you. Well, not the way that your mother thinks that I love you. You know, I --

Ridge: I know. You don't have to explain, because I understand. It's okay.

Deacon: That is funny. One word from me and Brooke's whole world goes to hell. 

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