The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 3/12/03
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Massimo: Did Ridge tell Eric?
Stephanie: That really is the only thing you're interested in, isn't it? No, fortunately, he couldn't bring himself to do that.
Massimo: Well, that must please you. You dodged that bullet.
Stephanie: Not really. My son is very hurt, and he's very angry with me.
Massimo: Our son has found out his father is not the man he thought he was. He's angry -- naturally. But believe me, he will forgive you. You have to have patience.
Stephanie: It's very easy for you to throw around that sort of advice. He's not angry with you.
Massimo: Look, I can understand why you're upset, but this is not the time to talk about it because Ridge is on his way over. Yes. He'll be here any moment. And I don't want him walking in on us like this. I don't want him to see us like this.
Stephanie: What would you have us be? The happy parents?
Massimo: We were happy once, Stephanie, when Ridge was conceived. And that's what I want. I want him to see what kind of love he came from. We owe him that much, don't you think?
Ridge: Massimo, you wanted to see me --
Massimo: Hello, son.
Ridge: What the hell's she doing here?
Eric: Do you have any idea how happy I am that you're still here?
Bridget: Oh, so Stephanie hasn't persuaded you I'd be better off in Copenhagen?
Eric: No, no, she hasn't. She was just trying to help you. I hope you can see that. Ridge wasn't able to.
Bridget: What did he say?
Eric: Well, he accused her of manipulating you. He practically took her head off. He was very, very angry. For a minute there, I didn't even recognize my own son.
Bridget: Well, he's had a lot to deal with, dad.
Eric: Yeah, yeah, he has. But I thought he had that mostly under control. But now it seems like all of the sudden something's put him over the edge. Do you have any idea what that is?
Rick: So you two were up talking all night?
Amber: Yeah, and we barely scratched the surface.
April: You would not believe all the things that we have in common.
Amber: We have the same taste in magazines, in movies, in food. I have such an awesome sister! I just wish --
April: I know, me, too. But we'll catch up for all the lost time.
Amber: How about starting with our favorite breakfast?
Rick: No, don't -- don't tell me --
Amber/April: Chocolate doughnuts and diet soda.
Rick: Now I know for a fact that insanity is hereditary.
Amber: I'll be right back.
Rick: Okay. You know, she hasn't stopped smiling since she met you.
April: I know, I'm starting to look like Nicholson from that "batman." Thanks for letting me crash here, by the way.
Rick: Oh, it's the least we could do after you came through for us the way you did yesterday. You took a complete pr nightmare and totally turned it around.
Brooke: So the press conference went well?
Rick: Hey, mom. Look, are you ready to be blown away?
Brooke: Amber, I really want to thank you for what you did.
Rick: Oh, but, mom -- wait, wait a second.
Brooke: Honey, let me finish.
Rick: No, mom --
Brooke: I know it was a big sacrifice -- you quitting your job at Forrester. And I wanna let you know we're all very grateful for it. You are the best daughter-in-law that a mother could ever have.
Amber: Morning, Brooke.
April: What's shakin'?
Brooke: Ooh -- okay, I think I need to go back to bed.
Brooke: Amber, you had no idea you had a twin?
Amber: Hmm-mm, not until that very moment. You know, figures my mom didn't think it was important enough to mention. April just found out about it, too.
Brooke: Well, you certainly picked the right time to get in touch.
Rick: Oh, mom, you should've seen it. The press ate it up when April told them that she was the one on the tape and not Amber.
Brooke: Well, that was a very big sacrifice you made.
April: What's the worst that could happen, right? Some guy will come up to me and tell me I have a nice butt.
Rick: And as you can see, April isn't exactly the shy, retiring type.
Amber: No, she isn't. But that's cool. You know, she's my sister, and I wouldn't want her any other way.
Stephanie: I had no idea that you would be here, Ridge.
Ridge: Massimo calls me over here, and you just coincidentally show up?
Ridge: Well, then I'll just coincidentally leave.
Massimo: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Ridge, aren't you curious to see your parents together? This is the first time the three of us have been in the same room since you found out that we brought you into this world.
Ridge: So what? I'm supposed to see you in a whole different light based on that, huh? Massimo, to me, you're a guy who got a raw deal, and she's the one who dealt it.
Massimo: Oh, Ridge, I think there's more going on inside you than that. I mean, don't you wonder, say, where you got your features, your disposition? I mean, just think what your life would've been like if we brought you up.
Stephanie: Massimo, stop it. Stop fantasizing about things that have never happened. You can't turn back the clock.
Massimo: Well, that's what I'm talking about. We should spend as much time as we can together. So as we can get to know each other -- as a family.
Stephanie: Oh, my God.
Ridge: Oh, now, wouldn't that be fun? Going to out of the way places for dinner, disguising our identities, taking the grandkids to the zoo. Yeah.
Massimo: No, no, no. I refuse to do this in hiding.
Stephanie: Well, it's not going to be done in public.
Massimo: Do you see what secrets do to people? Look what it's done to you and your son, damn it.
Stephanie: Oh, and now you would have me lose my husband, as well?
Massimo: If that's the outcome, so be it.
Stephanie: That's very cavalier. And it only tells me how little you really care about me.
Massimo: Stephanie -- I have always loved you. I'll probably always love you. But there's one thing that I love even more -- and that's my son. And I intend to make him that in every sense of the word.
Ridge: You're going to tell everyone the truth then?
Stephanie: No, you're not!
Massimo: He is my flesh and blood, for God's sake! Like it or not, the whole world is going to know about it -- starting with Eric.
Brooke: I can't believe how much Amber and April look alike. How're we going to tell them apart?
Rick: Oh, I don't think we have to worry about that.
Amber: Hey, baby.
Rick: What's up?
Brooke: Well, you really are full of surprises, aren't you, April?
April: Dig it? I put this together myself.
Brooke: I could tell.
April: Yeah, you might want to copy this for one of your collections.
Rick: We'll -- we'll have to think about that.
April: And you should see what I wear to my singing auditions.
Amber: You're a singer? No way. So am I. I mean, well, I mean, I was, but -- you know, I've got enough on my plate being a designer and a mom. But it was fun while it lasted.
April: Well, that's why I came to L.A. I mean, I wanted to help you, but then I figured all the publicity couldn't hurt. You know, there are plenty of opportunities for singers out here. And I figure, you know, why not capitalize on my little 15 minutes of fame?
Amber: I wish it were that easy. You know, I mean, do you know how many people come out to L.A. And think they're just gonna hit it big?
April: Hey, I know. But what a better time to give it a shot, hmm? I have a feeling that everything's gonna change now that I'm here.
Amber: Well, if you're thinking about staying in L.A., then you have to stay with us.
Bridget: Well, dad, I mean, you know how it is. People's feelings are never predictable. And when you've been through something like Ridge has -- Taylor's death is not just something that's gonna go away. He could be fine right now, but then --
Eric: But in the last few days, anything specific?
Bridget: No, not that I'm aware of.
Eric: That's funny. I thought that -- I kinda talked myself into the idea that Portofino was a turning point for Ridge.
Bridget: Dad, you did an incredible thing for Ridge, challenging him to that competition.
Eric: Well, I'm just gonna have to do more.
Bridget: You just never give up, do you?
Eric: Certainly not. Not where my family's concerned. I mean, look at all of us in Portofino. It was wonderful, and it reminded me of how it should be, how it could be. All of our differences and misunderstandings just evaporated there. And there we were as a family, in a way we haven't been for a very long time. Now we're back, and we're all just drifting apart again. Stephanie's still living out in the guest house, and you're totally preoccupied with your life and growing up. And Ridge, I don't know where he is. Something's wrong. Something missing. I feel like I'm losing my son.
Stephanie: Mass, isn't it enough -- isn't it enough that Ridge knows you're his father? I mean, what is it that -- what is it that's driving you to do this to Eric?
Massimo: Because I'm tired of acting, Stephanie. I'm tired of being on the sidelines, pretending that it's not killing me every time that man says "my son."
Stephanie: So because you feel sorry for yourself, you're prepared to destroy my family.
Massimo: Eric has other children. I don't.
Stephanie: That gives you the right to this?
Ridge: Neither of you give a damn about Eric. You're so wrapped up in your own heads, you can't see straight. The only one here that's thinking about Eric Forrester is me. And that's why I'm going to tell him the truth.
Stephanie: No, you're not!
Ridge: He deserves to know.
Stephanie: Look, Massimo is biologically your father. But he is nothing more than just a DNA match.
Massimo: And whose fault is that? I would've been there from the first breath that he drew. But even after all these years of denial, I'm still more of a father than Eric. Where do you think he gets his passion, his fearlessness, his intelligence? From a dressmaker?
Stephanie: You mean son of a bitch. You don't have any idea what it is to be a father. You don't have the least notion of what it takes to be a father. A father holds your hand when you're learning to walk, step by step. A father is there. He takes you to school in the mornings. He takes you home at night, and he spends hours going over homework with you. He teaches you. He teaches you how to play baseball. He teaches you how to drive a car. He teaches you how to design a beautiful dress. And when you're hurt, and you're crying, and there isn't anybody else, you run to his arms. Eric is your father. He's your father. And he's the heart and soul of you.
Ridge: And that's exactly why I'm not gonna deceive him anymore, mother. Because I respect him too much. And you know what? I owe him that much.
Stephanie: If you believe that, you won't do this!
Ridge: Dad taught me to do what's right. And that is exactly what I'm gonna do!
Brooke: Hey, don't get me wrong, April. You're more than welcome to stay here. I just thought you might want to stay someplace that was more your style -- whatever that may be.
Amber: We've got these huge guest rooms, and they're just taking up space, so --
April: Cool, Amber. It's cool. Besides, I'm not into the whole museum thing, anyway. I'm used to being on my own.
Amber: But you'd be doing me a favor by staying here. You would. You know, and then we could hang out all the time, and you could get to know your nephew.
April: I can still do all that stuff if I have my own place.
Rick: Sounds like your sister's made up her mind.
Amber: All right. But I'm not giving up.
April: Come on. Let's go find some apartments. See what's out there, huh?
Amber: Is it okay with you guys?
Brooke: Just don't take too long. We have a lot of work to do.
Rick: Have fun.
April: I always do.
Brooke: Oh, boy, just when I was getting used to the one Amber.
Rick: Something tells me that things are never gonna be dull around here again.
Massimo: I hope you realize that if I could have protected you from this, I would have.
Stephanie: Mass, don't add insult to injury, all right?
Massimo: Oh, Stephanie, for God's sake, you're the mother of my son. Why in the world would I want to cause you pain?
Stephanie: I was standing here looking out that window and wondering. Actually trying to remember what it was about you I loved in the first place.
Massimo: 'Cause you thought I was cute.
Stephanie: You know, you've become this pompous, egocentric old man who, I think, senses life slipping right by him. And this fascination with Ridge being your son is just -- it's just some desperate attempt to hold on to some form of immortality. I hope it gives you some sense of satisfaction when you rot in hell.
Eric: I'm gonna go. There's something I want to talk to Stephanie about.
Bridget: Oh, dad --
Eric: Oh, right. I was gonna fix that light fixture for you.
Bridget: Yeah, I know. I got it stuck in that little socket thingy.
Eric: Oh, that's -- that's very complicated. The question is -- how many redheads does it take to screw in a light bulb?
Bridget: Oh, funny, that's cute.
Eric: How are you gonna perform surgery on people if you can't change a light bulb?
Bridget: Dad? We'll get Ridge through this.
Eric: Yeah, we will. I couldn't go on if I thought differently.
Bridget: Do you have any idea what a wonderful father you are?
Eric: It helps when you have great kids.
[Knock on door]
Bridget: Who is it?
Ridge: Hey, princess, it's me.
Bridget: Okay, but before we do, you should know that --
Ridge: I've made a decision. I'm going to tell dad the truth, that I'm not his son.
Bridget: Oh, my God, what? What made you -- we need to talk about this, but we can't do it now.
Ridge: I've got to. I've got to do it now because the lies have gone on long
Bridget: Ridge, just--
Ridge: I know what you're going to say, that he's gonna be crushed, that he's gonna be furious, and I agree with you. But I'm made up my mind, Bridget. I've got to tell dad.
Eric: Tell me what, Ridge?
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