B&B Transcript Friday 6/13/03

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Friday 6/13/03

By Suzanne
Proofread by Nadine

Rick: Mom, wow.

Brooke: Oh, stop.

Rick: Come on, give me a break. I'm just giving you a compliment.

Brooke: No, you're trying to make a big deal about me going to dinner with Nick Payne when there's really nothing to it.

Rick: Okay, just admit it. You're going on a date.

Brooke: No, I'm not. I'm having dinner with a friend.

Rick: And you dress like this to go out with your friends all the time?

Brooke: Smart aleck.

Rick: What time are you meeting him?

Brooke: He's coming to pick me up.

Rick: I knew I liked this guy.

Brooke: You haven't even met him yet.

Rick: I still like him.

Brooke: Why? Because he's coming to pick me up?

Rick: Because he's not Ridge. Look, mom, I know you love him. And you probably always will. But he never seems to give you his all. Even when he's promising it, he's focusing on something else. You deserve better. [Doorbell rings] Well, there's Mr. Wonderful right now.

Brooke: Will you stop?

Rick: Nick? Hi, I'm Rick Forrester, Brooke's son. It's really nice to meet you.

Nick: How are you doing? Your mom must have had you when she was about 12.

Brooke: I'm just well-preserved.

Nick: Touché. Wow. Glad I shaved.

Brooke: So am I.

Nick: Ready?

Brooke: Yeah. Thanks.

Rick: All right. Look, you guys have a wonderful evening, okay?

Nick: I'll have her home by 10:00.

Rick: Take all the time you need.


Deacon: You know, I meant what I said. I am going to be a part of my kids' lives.

Macy: I can't imagine, you know, going for months without holding my daughter in my arms.

Deacon: And my son. I don't even remember the last time I saw him. I mean, me and Little D.  -- that's what I call him. I call him Little D. We used to have so much fun together. I used to make this kid laugh. And he would just -- he would shriek when he saw me, just go, "daddy, daddy!" He would just jump up and down, and he would get so excited. And we had -- we had all these games we used to play. I taught him how to do this Elvis impersonation. I got him this little leather jacket. I used to get him to flip his collar up and go -- [impersonating Elvis] "thank you very much. I love ya, baby. Thank you. Thank you." [Laughter] It was so cute.

Macy: You're gonna make a great daddy.

Deacon: Thank you. You're -- you know, you're a hell of a listener.

Macy: You're not so bad yourself, Elvis.

Deacon: I wanna thank you for -- for giving me a kick in the ass. My kids are finally gonna get a chance to know their daddy. And this time, nobody's gonna stop me.


Rick: Hey. Where's -- where's Eric and Hope?

Amber: Oh, Marta's getting them ready for bed.

Rick: Oh, it's a bummer I have to have these drinks with the clients. We could really use a night alone.

Amber: Yeah.

Rick: Look, I'm really sorry we got into it yesterday.

Amber: How is Bridget?

Rick: She's better. They're probably gonna let her out of the hospital tomorrow. And if Ridge knows what's good for him, he'll stay away.

Amber: I'm sure your mom will see to that.

Rick: Actually, my mom's out with a new guy right now.

[Amber laughs]

Amber: Uh-oh. Who is the chump?

Rick: What? What are you talking about?

Amber: Oh, come on, Rick, this guy -- he does not stand a chance with your mom. There's only one guy she cares about. And all the rest of them, they're just substitutes, or they're to make Ridge jealous.

Rick: Okay, okay. I don't want to get into another argument. Just -- something tells me that this guy's a little bit different than the rest. All right, well, I gotta get going, okay?

Amber: Okay. Oh, oh, oh. I borrowed your car, so it's parked out back.

Rick: Okay. I'll see you in a couple of hours, all right?

Amber: Okay.

Rick: Bye.

Little Eric: Mommy, where's daddy?

Amber: Oh, honey, you just missed him. He had to go to his meeting. I thought you already got a chance to say good night.

Little Eric: I wanted to do it again.

Amber: Aw. What if I give you a big hug and kiss for him, huh? Yeah. Yeah.

[Doorbell rings]

Little Eric: Daddy!

Amber: Eric?

Little Eric: Daddy!

Deacon: Hey, Little D., come here. It's daddy. How are ya? Buddy, I missed you. I've missed you so much. How've you been?

Little Eric: You're not daddy.

Deacon: What are you talking about? Of course I am. Hey -- okay, look, I know maybe I look a little different than I did before, you know, the hair and everything. But it's me. Come on, it's Deacon, the other dad. The cool one, remember?

Amber: The one who wasn't taught to call before he stops by. Come on, sweetie, come on. Why don't you go and try to finish your castle, okay?

Deacon: I did call. I spoke to Brooke.

Amber: And she said it was okay to come by?

Deacon: Amber, come on, I just wanted to see my -- look, I just -- I wanted to see Eric.

Amber: You don't have to hide it. I know all about Hope, okay? Brooke told Rick everything.

Deacon: I can just hear her now, huh? You know, "victimized again by big, bad Deacon." So -- so, where is the poor, unsuspecting little mother right now?

Amber: She went out.

Deacon: Yeah? And her pint-sized henchman, Ricky? Where's he?

Amber: He's out, too.

Deacon: Really? Hey, Little D., hear that? We're all alone.

Amber: Don't get any ideas, Deacon.

Deacon: Just -- just give me half an hour. 30 minutes, please? Come on.

Amber: To do what?

Deacon: What do you think to do what? I want to see them. I want a chance to get to know my kids.

Amber: Since when has that been important to you?

Deacon: Amber, that's always been important to me. Listen to me. The only reason that I've stayed away is not to cause any static with Brooke or your husband. Come on, do you have any idea how hard this has been on me? Do you have any idea what it's been like not seeing my kids?

Amber: Do you have any idea how hard it's been for Eric, huh? To have you just disappear like that? You know, kids need to know that they can count on you.

Deacon: And they can. They can. They can count on me now. Hey, listen -- look, I was screwed up, all right? For a long time. I had all of my priorities out of whack. But now -- I mean, can't a person -- can't a person get their life together, figure out what's important and then try and make up for it? You did. Look, I'm not -- I'm not running a game here. I'm not trying to manipulate you. All I'm asking for is the same opportunity that you got, just to make up for my mistakes. Amber, please. Please let me see my kids.


Sally: So, Macy, my darling, where did you disappear to this afternoon?

Macy: I just had coffee with a friend at Insomnia.

Sally: Mm? Who was that?

Macy: Oh, just somebody I met at an AA meeting.

Sally: You're going to meetings again?

Macy: Yeah.

Sally: That is very good news.

Macy: Yeah. Well, I thought you'd be happy to hear that.

Sally: Of course I am, darling. And I must say, I'm a little relieved, too. I will admit to being a little nervous when I got home and saw you with a bottle of whiskey in your hand.

Macy: Yeah, well, it scared me a little bit, too.

Sally: But you handled it right. You took care of yourself.

Macy: Yeah. And for that, I have one person to thank -- Brooke Logan.


Brooke: Well, I think you broke a land-speed record getting here.

Nick: I hope I didn't scare you.

Brooke: Oh, no. I like going fast. In cars, that is.

Nick: Oh, I know what you mean. I understand you don't want to jump into anything very serious after breaking if off with old Cliff.

Brooke: Ridge.

Nick: Ridge, Cliff, whatever. The point is, you're moving on with your life. That's the key. Hi. Could I get a margarita with salt and a rye on the rocks? Thanks. A perfect, sunless tan... Instantly.


Deacon: Wow. You've got a castle going here, huh? This thing's awesome. You know, I wish I would have had toys like this when I was your age. Hey, you think maybe I could help?

Amber: I can't believe I let you talk me into this.

Deacon: Come on, Amber, what's the harm?

Amber: That's what I'm trying to figure out.

Deacon: Look, I told you, I've got no agenda here. I'm just trying to reconnect with my kid. You know what this castle needs? It needs a moat. You know what a moat is? It keeps all the bad guys out. See, we'll put this right up here. Ah, wow. Look at that. It's the white knight. You know what this guy does? He protects everybody from the bad guys.

Little Eric: Mm-hmm.

Deacon: Yeah. Hey -- who's -- who's this pretty lady?

Little Eric: The queen.

Deacon: The queen. And where's her king?

Little Eric: Gone.

Deacon: You know, I -- I bet he isn't gone. I bet he's just -- I bet he's just off fighting some fire-breathing dragon or, you know, maybe he's trying to find some treasure, because you gotta -- you gotta pay the mortgage on this bottomless pit. And he's gotta put food in the mouth of the prince and the princess, right?

Little Eric: He ran away.

Deacon: Hey. I'll tell you what. Let me sit up here for a second. You're getting so big. I bet that the king -- I bet he's doing everything he can to get back to his castle and to his family.

Little Eric: No, he isn't.

Deacon: You know, honey, I know that I was gone for awhile. I had to take care of some grown-up things. I had to get a job. Listen to me. That doesn't mean that I wasn't thinking about you every single day and I wasn't wondering what you were up to and I don't want to be with you.

Little Eric: Did you find a job?

Deacon: Well, it was more like a job found me. But you know what? I am what's called a music agent. I work with singers. Like Elvis, remember? [Impersonating Elvis] "thank you. Thank you very much. I love you, baby." Come on, now it's your turn. Come on, do it. All right, okay. I can see that I'm gonna have to teach you how to do this all over again. Go get that -- go get that leather jacket that daddy bought you.

Little Eric: It's too small.

Deacon: Yeah, I guess it would be, wouldn't it? Hey, I'll tell you what. What do you say you and I, we start all over again? Just Little D. and daddy? Before you know it, it's gonna be like I was never gone. I promise you. Okay?

Amber: There's someone else you haven't said hi to yet.

Deacon: Hi. Hey, you. Ah, look at her. Oh, she's beautiful. Look at these little feet. Hi, honey. It's your daddy. Thank you.


Brooke: You didn't?

Nick: No, that's how I decided to handle it. I spent two nights in the brig, and all I could really think about is -- does it hurt more to actually be hit in the face or to hit somebody in the face? You know, it's very painful to hit somebody.

Brooke: You sound just about as competitive as Ridge.

Nick: Ugh, there's that name again.

Brooke: Nick -- when you were talking about me moving on with my life --

Nick: Yeah?

Brooke: Well, I am. I am going to do that. But it's going to take a lot more than a wonderful evening with a very wonderful, special, charming man.

Nick: Well, I'm free for dinner tomorrow night.

Brooke: Before you even say that, there's something you need to know about me.

Nick: I don't like the sound of that. Let me guess. The teeth are fake, and you have hair all over your feet?

Brooke: How'd you guess? No, seriously -- I've taken advantage of more than a couple of men in my time.

Nick: What do you mean?

Brooke: Well, to try to forget Ridge, I throw myself into a relationship. And just about when they're starting to fall for me, then I will turn back to you-know-who.

Nick: Oh. Oh, I see. So you're a bit of a tease.

Brooke: And that doesn't worry you?

Nick: That I'll be brokenhearted someday and go into a downward spiral and wind up all shattered and pathetic, worrying about the woman I let get away? I faced many a storm at sea. Would you like to dance?

Brooke: Well, don't say I didn't warn you.

Nick: And don't say I didn't warn you.


Sally: So you really are going to thank Brooke for your sobriety?

Macy: Well, why go back to drinking when I've already survived one of the worst experiences in my life?

Sally: Of course. You mean Brooke stealing Thorne.

Macy: No. Flaunting it in my face. No guilt, no remorse, just that smug little smile, like she'd already proven that she was better than me. And you know what? I started to believe it. I just -- I felt so worthless. That's why I got in the car that night. I just didn't care. But when I got sober, I promised myself I would never, ever sink that low again. At least Darla apologized for sleeping with Thorne.

Sally: Whoa, hold the phone. You're not considering forgiving that, are you?

Macy: Oh, no, no. No, of course not. I tell ya, nothing -- nothing will ever compare to the hurt I felt when Thorne left me for --

Sally: What is it?


Deacon: You are so beautiful. Oh, my God, look at these cheeks. She's like a little angel. Look at those eyes, too. You know -- you know, I wasn't sure that her eyes were going to stay blue. So pretty.

Amber: You know, I better get her back to Marta.

Deacon: No, no, please, not yet.

Amber: Come on, Deacon. It's bad enough that I let you spend time with Eric. But if Brooke ever found out that I let you within 50 feet of Hope --

Deacon: You know what? Look at that -- I think she and Little D. actually look alike. Right around the jawline, the mouth. Isn't that cute? Hey, do you wanna go over here? You wanna play? Come on. Come on, let's sit down. Oh, yeah. Hey, Little D.? It's pretty cool having another kid around, isn't it? It's kind of like having a sister.

Little Eric: But I'm the boss.


Deacon: I bet you are.

Amber: And he lets her know it, too.

Deacon: What did I just sit on? Hey, look who I found. Is this --

Little Eric: The king!

Deacon: Yeah. Huh?

Amber: Oh, my gosh, do you believe that?

Deacon: I told you he'd be back. And this time he's back for good.


Macy: It's been a long time since I've seen her. Huh. She looks older. But it has been three years.

Sally: Fine. What do you say we make it another three years, okay? Waiter, honey, check?

Macy: So much was said that night, so much unresolved.

[Macy remembering]

Brooke: Thorne and I love each other, and we're going to be together. There is nothing you can do to stop us. Slow down and get back. Get back. Look out!


Sally: All right. Let's get out of here. We don't want any more trouble with the likes of her. [Macy sighs] come on.


["Unforgettable" playing]

Brooke: Oh, no.

Nick: What's the matter?

Brooke: This song -- "Unforgettable" -- it was Ridge's and mine.

Nick: Oh.

Brooke: Yeah.

Nick: I never liked that song, anyway.

Brooke: Sorry.

Nick: It's all right. Maybe I'll sing for you one day, huh? Make that song forgettable. So I'll get us a couple of drinks and tell the DJ to change songs.

Brooke: Thanks, Nick.

[Brooke gasps]

Macy: Oh. Did I startle you? And here I thought you were just dying to see me.

Back to The TV MegaSite's B&B Site