B&B Transcript Tuesday 7/15/03

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Tuesday 7/15/03

By Suzanne
Proofread by Becky

Jackie: Nicky?

Massimo: Oh, captain, my captain. My captain. You know something? You were right. We should've called first.

Jackie: Yep. Perhaps when we're married, you'll start heeding me.

Massimo: Married. Married. Oh, me, Massimo Marone, married.

Jackie: You know, there are so many women out there that are just gonna want to gouge my eyes out. And you could have married any one of them.

Massimo: Maybe, but see, there was always something holding me back. Now I know what it is.


Sally: Oh, no, that's impossible. No, that is absolutely impossible. I mean, my executive assistant sent that gown out to you two days ago. It's got to be there.

Employee: Sally, we have a deadline on those fabrics.


Sally: Hey. Is anybody alive out there? Are you all deaf? Come on.

Employee: Three minutes.

Sally: All right. You're getting on my nerves, you know that? Oh, no, no. No, no, no. I didn't mean you. No, certainly not. No, you can assure Mrs. Rice that everything is going to be just fine. The gown is there somewhere, I'm sure, and it will certainly arrive in time for the steak dinner tomorrow night. You have my word on that. You can take it to the bank. Yes. Trust me. All right.

[Echoing] Bucky, I mean it, I need you here right now.


Clarke: I'm right behind you, Sally.

Sally: Don't creep up on me like that? You want to give me another heart attack?

Clarke: Sally, look at you. You're trying to do everything around here, okay?

Sally: Well, that's because I have to, because nobody does anything around here except me. I mean, look at this place. It's a shambles. Nothing is in order. This thing was supposed to have been in Washington for a very important client two days ago.

Clarke: Sally, when are you going to admit that you made a mistake firing Darla?

Sally: Never. I will not have that woman in my office again.

Clarke: That woman -- that woman was as close to you as your own daughter.

Sally: Yeah, until she got pregnant by my own son-in-law.

Clarke: You know, she hates what she did as much as you do.

Sally: There is no excuse for what she did. There is no excuse for that. You know how I feel about Darla. You know I love her. I think about her all the time. There's not a moment that goes by when I don't think about it. But I am not gonna do this to myself. I am not going to do this to myself. I am going to have to learn to get along without her. We all are. Where's my coffee? Where's my coffee? That Debbie person said she would have my coffee on my desk. Now, where is it?

Clarke: Debbie, you sent back to the temp agency two days ago.

Sally: Oh. It wasn't her anyway. It was the other one. It was the big one. You know, Allison.

Clarke: Oh, Allison? Allison, you asked to move her car. Well, she did, and she never came back.

Sally: Really? Well, did you call someone to replace her?

Gladys: Sorry it took so long, but I couldn't get the coffee machine to percolate. In fact, I had the same problem with fang just last night.

Sally: Gladys? You hired Gladys to run my office?

Gladys: Honey, I've run many an office in my day -- right into the ground.

[Gladys laughs]

Sally: Oh, my lord. Please, don't put off the inevitable. Just shoot me now. Put me out of my misery.


Waitress: I can't believe all this studying you have to do. At least you'll be a doctor by the end.

Bridget: Yeah, if I live through graduation.

Waitress: Well, we miss you here.

Bridget: I miss it, too. See ya.

Bridget: Darla.

Darla: Hey, Bridget, hi. Oh, my god, I didn't notice you. Came from the bookstore.

Bridget: How're you feeling?

Darla: Oh, okay. You know, still a little queasy, but from what I read, it should get easier.

Bridget: Good. Hey, why don't you join me?

Darla: You sure you want to be seen with me?

Bridget: Darla, you're carrying my little niece or nephew in there. Sit.

Darla: Okay.

Bridget: They've been that hard on you?

Darla: Oh, you have no idea.

Bridget: Oh, actually, I do. I made some pretty big mistakes lately.

Darla: Not you.

Bridget: Yeah. It's a humbling experience.

Darla: And I'd say a lonely one.

Bridget: Yeah. So what do you do, huh? How do you make up for all that hurt you caused?


Massimo: Why don't we keep this cold? Come on.

Jackie: Don't you think maybe we should just come back at another time?

Massimo: Oh, how often do you get a chance to tell your son that you are engaged?

Jackie: Mm -- hopefully, just once.

Massimo: Mm. You know, I cannot wait to see his face when we tell him.

Nick: Hey! Tell me what?


Gladys: Here's your refill. And these papers need your signature.

Sally: Oh, thank you, thank you. Gladys, you're a lifesaver. Gladys, what is this? This says "Sally Specter."

Gladys: Well, what about it?

Sally: "What about it?" The name is, as I'm sure you know, Sally Spectra, not Sally Specter. Specter is some kind of apparition or spook.

Gladys: Well, the mood you're in today, you seem pretty spooky to me.

Sally: Give me some of this. I'm telling you, I really need this.

Gladys: You're in luck. I couldn't find the coffee filters, but I managed to dig up an old hair net.

Clarke: Sally, Sally, you know, I'm sorry about all this mess today, but you know, the temporary agencies, they're boycotting us, and Gladys, she was kind enough to help us out for one day.

Sally: Fine, fine. I know. I should be grateful for small favors.

Gladys: Small favors? Have you ever tried to book a pet-sitter at the last minute? Ended up having to bring my little fur ball with me.

Sally: Oh, no, no, no, no. I draw the line there. I am not gonna have some mangy canine in my building.

Gladys: Who said anything about a dog? Say hello to Petunia.

Sally: That's a skunk. Gladys, since when do you have a skunk for a pet?

Gladys: I had a skunk for a husband and nobody complained about that.

Sally: Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute, you. Stay back.

Gladys: Petunia won't hurt you. She's as gentle as they come. She's never lifted a finger in her life.

Sally: It's not her finger I'm worried about. Clarke, this is your doing, isn't it? This is your idea of some kind of comedy, isn't it? You did this to get me to give Darla her job back.

Clarke: I swear that I knew nothing about it.

Sally: Don't you lie to me. I know you. There is something rotten in the state of Denmark.

Clarke: Well, there's going to be something rotten on a gown in Washington if we're not too careful.

Sally: Oh, no. Oh, god. That skunk is on condoleezza's dress! What are we gonna do? That skunk is gonna ruin it, and us. No, no, no, no. Come on, petunia. Come on, my little girl. Come on, my sweetie. Come to auntie sally. Come on, darling. Come on -- oh, god! Would you get off that goods, you putrid, pungent pest?


Gladys: Boy, is she P.O'd. Or in your case, P.U'd.


Sally: Your skunk sprayed us, Gladys. She sprayed us. That's it. You are fired. And you are road kill.

Clarke: I'm getting out of these stinking clothes and into a dry martini. Come on, Sally.

Gladys: I'm with you, Petunia. This job stinks.



Bridget: I wish I had some answers for you. I'm still looking for them myself.

Darla: Yeah, every other crisis in my life, I always turned to sally, but she doesn't want me anywhere around now.

Bridget: She fired you?

Darla: Mm-hmm. I don't blame her, though, you know? I think if I were her, I probably would have kicked me out, too.

Bridget: Darla, you didn't do this on purpose.

Darla: Yeah, but I should have known better, Bridget. I saw how vulnerable Thorne was that night, you know? Thinking that he had lost Macy.

Bridget: You were trying to comfort him.

Darla: I wanted him, Bridget. And I wanted him to want me. Part of me still does.

Bridget: Have you felt this way a long time?

Darla: I never let myself go there, you know? Not until I thought Thorne was available. Once I got a taste of what it could be like, wow.  Bridget, how do you tell your best friend that your in love with her husband?


Nick: Well, it's about time you made an honest woman out of her.

Jackie: Oh, Nicky.

[Summer day ambience]mmm...

Nick: You sure you're ready for this?

Massimo: I've been ready for 30 years. And don't you worry about your mother. I will take care of her. I'm gonna treat her like a queen. She is gonna want for nothing.

Nick: You gonna spoil her?

Massimo: Rotten.

Nick: That's what I wanted to hear.

Massimo: Good. Now, it's time to celebrate, don't you think?

Nick: Let's see what I've got here.

Massimo: No, no, no, no, no, never mind that. No, that's not what I mean. I tell you what -- we've got to do this right, okay? Why don't you get rid of all this dampness, dig yourself up a jacket and you join your mother and me at Cafe Russe tonight?

Nick: Oh, love to.

Jackie: Oh, Nicky. I can't tell you, it means so much to have your blessing.

Nick: Mind if I bring somebody with me?

Massimo: No, of course not, as long as it's not --

Nick: It is. Brooke and I have plans tonight. I don't want to hear any more about it. Now, you want me to join, she comes, too.

Jackie: We would love to have Brooke join us, wouldn't we, darling?

Massimo: Of course we would. The more, the merrier.

Nick: Well, I'm liking this arrangement already.


Darla: The books says that the average weight gain for pregnancy is somewhere between 25 and 35 pounds. Holy cow. If he keeps growing at this rate, though, I'm gonna break some new world records.

Bridget: You said "he." Is it a boy?

Darla: Well, you know, sometimes I say "he," sometimes "she." I don't know. But I'm going to find out for sure later on today.

Bridget: You're having an ultrasound?

Darla: Mm-hmm.

Bridget: That's so exciting. You and Thorne are gonna see your baby.

Darla: Thorne doesn't exactly know about it.

Bridget: You didn't tell him?

Darla: You know, he'd just feel obligated to go, and --

Bridget: Darla, it's his child, too.

Darla: Yeah, one he never wanted.

Bridget: Still, don't you think you should let him make that decision?

Darla: You know, Bridget, I always thought that if I ever had a child, that Thorne and Macy would be the godparents, you know? And I'd be the godmother to their children. Sally, she'd be the grandma to them all.


Bridget: Oh, god. Sally driving a van full of kids to the arcade?

[Laughter] that I'd like to see.

Darla: Yeah, you and me both.

Bridget: Oh, god, this could be your chance.


Waitress: Sally, hi. It's been a while. Work keeping you busy?

Sally: I can barely breathe.

Waitress: New perfume?

Sally: Please, don't ask, okay? Just give me a double espresso and -- make it a triple -- and an extra-large tomato juice, and make it snappy.

Waitress: Tomato juice?

Sally: Forget it. Cancel the order, okay? And listen, when you run into C.J., Tell him his mother suggests he try and attract a better class of clientele.

Darla: Sally, please wait. Please don't go.

Darla: It is so good to see you again.

Sally: Oh, please, will you spare me the hearts and flowers?

Darla: Can you just give me a minute, Sal? Can we just talk for a minute?

Sally: I have nothing to say to you.

Darla: Please, sally. I am so scared. I am having this baby and I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I need my mother. Sally, you're the only mom I've ever known.

Sally: Well, you should have thought of that before.

Darla: Oh, you're right. You're absolutely right. I made a mistake. I made a huge mistake, and I'd do anything to make it right. But doesn't it say anything to you that I was willing to give up my child? Give him to Thorne and Macy? Doesn't that prove to you how much I want to make this right? Oh, please, Sal, please let me come back to work, back into your life. Just give me one more chance.


Nick: What's he doing out there?

Jackie: He's calling the restaurant, organizing some sort of extravagant reception, the best champagne.

Nick: I've never seen him happier, you know. Or you either, for that matter.

Jackie: I know. I mean, look, I'm black and blue. I keep pinching myself.

Nick: He's a lucky man. Anybody who'd get you is a lucky man.

Jackie: Nicky, you're so sweet, and you're finally gonna get the family that I've always wanted for you. You know, I remember -- just after you were born, I would sit beside your crib and I would imagine Massimo bursting in through the nursery door, and it was always the same fantasy. He'd just whisk us both away.

Nick: And we'd just sail off into the sunset.

Jackie: Sunrise. Into the light. I can't tell you how many nights I fell asleep in that chair.

Nick: There's an old legend among seamen, mother. Anybody can watch a sunset. But only the most worthy get to see the dawn of a new day. I hope you get everything you've dreamed of.

Jackie: Yeah.

Nick: You know, we've been lost at sea for a long time. Be nice to have a safe harbor, wouldn't it?

Massimo: You have, my boy. No matter where your journeys take you, always know that you will have a home with your mother and me.

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