B&B Transcript Friday 12/6/02

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Friday 12/6/02

By Suzanne
proofread by Suvi

Stephanie: Thank you.

Amy: You're welcome. Hope's still sound asleep.

Brooke: Oh, thank you.

Ridge: How about Steffy and Phoebe?

Amy: All settled down in front of a movie.

Ridge: Great. I've decided.

Brooke: What?

Ridge: How I'm going to celebrate when I win this competition.

Brooke: Oh. So you think you're going to win?

Ridge: I can practically taste the victory right now.

Brooke: You're pretty confident, aren't you?

Ridge: Well, you got a problem with that?

Brooke: Well -- just don't count your chickens.


[ Chickens clucking ]

Clarke: Where's colonel sanders when you need him? Oh, my God.

Sally: Not those chickens again. Come on.

Clarke: Here chickens. Come here. Here chicken, chicken.

Sally: Someone's gonna get their neck run.

Marge: What in tarnation is --

Clarke: I got it. I got it. I got it.

Marge: What the devil did you let that fella out for?

Clarke: All right. There. Stay. Sit. Good.

Marge: You damage the cargo, I'm afraid that's extra.

Sally: Wait a minute, Marge Barker, you're not gonna chisel me out of another penny to take a ride in this flying lawn mower.

Marge: This is a vintage aircraft. Hal and I've been flying her since before we were married.

Sally: I can well believe it. I think Wilbur and Orville Wright were flying this plane.

Marge: I got a parachute in the back. I'd be happy to let you use it.

Sally: Oh, thank you so very much. That's so kind of you. But I'm telling you, if I didn't have a very important appointment in Portofino, I would jump out of this heap without a parachute!

Clarke: Sally -- Sally, Sally, Sally, Sally -- Sally, calm down. Sit down. Sit down and breathe. Breathe. That's the way we'll get through. Here's your seat, okay? It's seat number 1C.

Darla: Hey, do you want this?

Sally: Oh, God, could things get any worse?

[ Speaking Italian ]

[ Speaking Italian ]

Sally: Hey. See if you can get Julia Childs to tell you if there's any food on the plane, huh?

Clarke: Amelia Earhart, excuse me. This is a long flight, and we haven't had anything to eat, you know? Could you possibly find something for us?

Marge: You should have checked your tickets. It says right on 'em to bring your own food.

Clarke: All right. Excuse me. Now, I know we didn't bring any food, okay? We didn't check our tickets very carefully. But, please, if you could find in that very, very generous heart of yours just a little space for us and a little food for us, we'd be very, very grateful.

Darla: Very, very, very grateful.

Marge: I'll see what I can do.

Clarke: Thank you. I appreciate it.

Marge: Yeah. Well, keep a leash on that one.

Clarke: Sally? Sally, Sally, Sally -- just settle down, okay? The stress is not good for your blood pressure.

Sally: I've got no pressure. I've got no blood. I have no vital signs at all. I am a complete zombie! When I think how I looked forward to this trip -- I was actually gonna travel first class for the first time in my life. I was gonna pay for it and everything. And you had to book me on this thing.

Darla: You asked me to get a good deal.

Sally: Honey, I meant something like maybe a little less than what the Forresters would pay for their private jet. You know, just maybe one or two leather couches, a little brown molding --

Clarke: When were you on the Forrester jet?

Sally: I have never been on the Forrester jet. But I know it could not in any way be as horrible as this. Okay, folks -- beverages and hors d'oeuvres are now being served in the main cabin.


Stephanie: Oh, something new. That looks delicious.

Eric: Thank you.

Amy: Enjoy.

Eric: Thanks.

Stephanie: Well, did you accomplish anything with Ridge?

Eric: We talked mostly about the competition.

Stephanie: That means no.

Eric: What would you have me say to him? "Stay away from Brooke, she's bad for you"?

Stephanie: Well, I've been saying it for years. I could use a little help.

Eric: I have an idea.

Stephanie: I hate it when you do this.

Eric: What?

Stephanie: Change the subject.

Eric: But I do it with such charm and finesse.

Stephanie: It sounds to me as though you've been reading your own press releases, sir.

Eric: Well, I have. Have you seen them? They're very, very good, you know? You wanna hear my idea or not?

Stephanie: Not really.

Eric: Good. Let's talk about Thorne and how well he seems to be doing.

Thorne: Did I hear my name?

Eric: Yes. We were just saying how happy you seem to be these days.

Bridget: Well, who wouldn't be happy after a kiss like that?

Thorne: Oh. I get it. You guys are gonna gang up on me, huh?

Eric: Yeah.

Ridge: Are we talking about Thorne and Tricia here?

Thorne: No.

All: Yes!

Ridge: Well, it seemed pretty hot to me.

Bridget: Me, too. Mm-hmm.

Eric: You know, I have to vote with the majority on this one, Thorne.

Thorne: What is this? The olympics? Are you guys gonna rate my kiss or something?

Brooke: Well, I give it a ten. I would like to propose a toast -- to Thorne and Tricia, to new beginnings.

Eric: Here, here. To new beginnings.

Bridget: So, tell us about that kiss.

Ridge: "Culture and people of Italy," "the study of renaissance and the reformation in Italy." Hmm, heavy stuff.

Bridget: Yeah. Well, to balance it out, I brought this, too.

Ridge: "The practical Italian phrase book." Boy, you've covered all your bases, haven't you?

Bridget: I guess I got a little carried away, huh? It's just my first trip to Italy. I just -- you know, I wanted to learn as much about the country and its history as I could.

Ridge: Hey, I think it's great that you're so excited about it. I mean, you should be. The first time is always really special.

Bridget: Yeah. Okay, I admit it -- I'm glad you talked me into coming.

Ridge: I am, too. I'm gonna leave you to your books here.

Bridget: Oh, thank you.

Ridge: So, later.

Bridget: Okay.

Ridge: Hey there, gorgeous. How are you enjoying the plane ride so far?

Brooke: I'm just fine, thanks.

Ridge: Well, I was talking to the other beauty.

Brooke: Oh.

Ridge: Wow, she's gonna break some hearts someday, isn't she?

Brooke: Fewer than I did, I hope.

Ridge: Is that what happened with whip? You broke his heart?

Brooke: It's complicated.

Ridge: Well -- I can't imagine any other reason he'd leave this little sweetheart.

Brooke: He didn't abandon us. It's what I wanted. It's for the best.

Ridge: Sure?

Brooke: Positive.

Thomas: I found this on the seat over there.

Brooke: Oh, thanks, Thomas. You know, that's one of her favorite toys. You want to give it to her?

Thomas: Sure. Hey, Hope. You lose something? Hey. Check it out. You want it? You got a pretty good grip there.

Brooke: Not bad for a girl, huh?

Thomas: I guess.

Brooke: I think she's smiling at you.

Thomas: Yeah?

Ridge: Oh, yeah. Trust me, that was a smile.

Thomas: Cool.

Brooke: Very cool.

Ridge: Hey, cutie. Oh, everything goes in the mouth. Yeah. Yeah.

Thomas: Hey.

Ridge: Get another smile.

Eric: We have the plane for three days. Amy, what is -- what is that delicious smell?


Sally: Canned meat -- origin unknown? That's what you're serving for dinner?

Marge: If you don't want it, I can --

Darla: No, no, no, no. This is -- this is great. Thank you. Thank you. Sally, it's a long flight to Italy.

Clarke: Have you got anything else?

Marge: I almost forgot. A nice can of American beer.

Sally: I was kinda thinking along the lines of a nice bottle of French champagne --

Clarke: That's okay. That's okay, Marge. Why don't you go ahead and get yourself something to eat?

Marge: I gotta take over for Hal soon, so I better do that.

Sally: Swell.

Darla: It's not so bad, Sal. It's kind of like a tailgate party.

Clarke: Yeah, maybe the beer will dull the pain.

Sally: It would take a whole case of that stuff to dull this pain.

Darla: Oh, come on, honey, look at the bright side. Here you go.

Sally: What is the bright side, Darla?

Darla: Things can't get any worse.

[ Speaking Italian ]

[ Speaking Italian ]

[ Speaking Italian ]

[ applause ]


Thorne: Thank you.

Amy: You're welcome.

Stephanie: So, when did you plan on telling me?

Thorne: What?

Stephanie: What? When Tricia moved in with you.

Thorne: It's no big deal. She rented the loft over the garage.

Stephanie: No big deal? Hmm? Beautiful, single woman moves in with handsome, single man, and it's no big deal? Times have changed.

Thorne: She needed a place to stay, so I offered her one. Okay? Don't read anymore into than that, Mom.

Stephanie: And I shouldn't read in -- anything into the big, deep throat kiss?

Thorne: That was --

Stephanie: I know. I'm giving you a hard time, aren't I? I don't mean to. I know that since Macy's death you've been living with a lot of pain and guilt.

Thorne: You know, it's like I can't let go of it. Or it won't let go of me.

Stephanie: But, honey, it's over. It's time to move on. I don't want you to let anything stand in your way.

Brooke: I think Iím gonna put Hope down for a nap. Say good night.

Ridge: Bye. Bye-bye.

Brooke: Bye-bye.

Ridge: Bye-bye.

Eric: I just don't think this is what we wanna say -- start here.

Ridge: Yes?

Stephanie: Yes, what?

Ridge: Yes, I know what I'm doing.

Stephanie: The question is, do you know what Brooke is doing?

Ridge: I give up. What is she doing?

Stephanie: Using her baby to forge a bond with your family.

Ridge: Really?

Bridget: Hey, everyone -- look, it's Portofino.

Thorne: No? We're there? Oh, look.

Bridget: Wow.

Thorne: Oh, my Gosh.

Brooke: Oh, Ridge, isn't it beautiful?

Ridge: Oh, yeah.

Brooke: Are you ready?

Ridge: For what?

Brooke: For whatever Portofino has to offer?

Ridge: Yeah, I am.


[ Singing in Italian ]

[ Singing in Italian ]

[ applause ]

[ Speaking Italian ]

Sally: What's going on? Why is it suddenly so cold in here?

Darla: I don't know. I think it's kind of refreshing.

Sally: Refreshing? Look, my hair is frozen.

Clarke: Well, at least we can't smell the chickens as much.

Darla: Hey, there's a good thing.

Sally: Darla, there's nothing about this flight that is a good thing.

Marge: Okay. Buckle up, we're landing.

Sally: I stand corrected. Okay. Get ready, Italy, here comes Spectra Fashions.

Marge: We're not landing in Italy.

Darla: We're not?

Marge: Nope. Just refueling -- in Iceland.

Sally: Iceland? Are you talking about the Iceland where all the ice is, Marge?

Marge: No. I'm talking about the one with palm trees and sandy beaches.

Sally: You are killing me, Marge! You're killin' me!


Eric: Well, here we are -- Portofino.

Brooke: It's so beautiful. I can't believe it.

Eric: It's your favorite place in the world, isn't it?

Stephanie: It certainly is. I have so many wonderful memories here.

Ridge: Well, you couldn't have picked a better setting, Dad.

Eric: No, I don't think so. This is gonna be a great trip. Full of excitement and glamour. And maybe a little romance, hopefully. Father against son -- the challenge of a lifetime. The Portofino challenge. Let the games begin.

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