B&B Transcript Wednesday 2/7/07

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 2/7/07


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Ridge: If you can't set boundaries for Rick, then I'll have to.

Brooke: You don't want my son and your daughter under the same roof? Need I remind you whose roof it is?

Ridge: Oh, so if I don't happen to agree with the way you think about something, I'm out of there, is that it?

Brooke: Don't be childish. All ultimatums are off the table. We are trying to build a family.

Ridge: Why aren't you saying this to Rick instead of to me?

Brooke: Sorry to break it to you, but not everybody's going to fall in love with you at first sight.

Ridge: Look, but families aren't made, they just are. Okay? It's not always going to be sunny and roses either. Rick doesn't like me, that's a shame but I can live with that. What I can't live with is something going on between he and Phoebe.

Brooke: Then we don't have a problem. Unlike you, Phoebe's just trying to make Rick feel welcome. And I refuse to see that as indecent.

Phoebe: I don't know Jenna.

Jenna: It really opens the shoulders.

Phoebe: You know, Rick says one of things I have going for me is that I'm not a professional like you are.

Jenna: Well believe him. My friend Ariel models for Forrester International, says he's incredibly savvy.

Phoebe: Well, did she date him?

Jenna: I don't think he's the type to date an employee, do you? Anyway, I'm just saying the right posture will show the clothes off well.

Phoebe: Okay, well do you have the name of that yoga place?

Jenna: Sure.

Phoebe: I think there's probably a pen in Rick's jacket, maybe.

Jenna: Well, Ariel will be happy.

Phoebe: Why?

Jenna: Rick's plane ticket back to Paris tomorrow.

Rick: See, office products is not really my area.

Shane: Right, right, that's why I asked for a Miss Forrester.

Rick: Oh, well Felicia she too --

Shane: No, no, no, how about Miss Phoebe Forrester?

Rick: Oh, Phoebe well then you're really barking up the wrong tree. Mr. Uh --

Shane: Wait, wait, McGrath. Shane McGrath.

Rick: Shane?

Shane: Mm-hmm. Yeah, you probably heard my name around here, I'm sure. It's probably been kicked around by Phoebe's father. But, I don't want to be critical here, but I think the guy -- I think he really misjudged me, just a little bit. You know, and once Mr. Forrester makes up his mind, it's hard to change it.

Rick: Yeah, you know I can't really argue with that.

Shane: Well, trust me I think she's definitely going to want to see me.

Phoebe: Were you not even going to tell -- Shane? Hi.

Shane: Hey. Phoebe, I did it. Your father said I'd never amount to anything.

Phoebe: Uh-huh.

Shane: Well, check this out, assistant office manager. Office management, waste consultants.

Phoebe: That's wonderful.

Shane: I knew you'd think so.

Eric: Pam?

Pam: Yeah?

Eric: Didn't I tell you not to pack?

Pam: Eric, the time?

Eric: Didn't I tell you that you're not going anywhere until your sister and you and I have a little talk?

Pam: Yes, but I'll miss my flight.

Eric: Well, that's the good thing about L.A. Actually, all they have are flights 24 hours a day.

Pam: But, I thought you ordered the limousine?

Eric: No, I told you there's a limousine coming.

Stephanie: Pammy? You are still here, I was so worried I'd miss you. The 405 was just awful.

Pam: Oh, that's probably why my car's late.

Stephanie: You got everything? You've got your tickets?

Pam: Yeah.

Stephanie: I'm going to miss you.

Pam: Me too.

Stephanie: Give me a hug.

Eric: Nobody has to miss anybody. Pammy's not leaving.

Shane: All right, so this is what we do. We recycle the 200 cartridges and then we just supply you with the refills. So, those sensitive documents don't end up in the wrong hands.

Rick: Shane, Shane, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry to interrupt you. I really don't know what you're selling here. Is it products, machines, a service --

Shane: Well, I'll tell you what I'm selling. Dinner, me, you. Yeah, we'd love to have the accounts here, but I think there's a lot more that you and I could be discussing. So, I've taken the liberty of reserving a table at the Cafe Russe. Any objections to that?

Rick: Is it really any of my business?

Shane: Well, see that's a refreshing change of attitude right there, I like that. What do you think?

Phoebe: Um, I don't know, is there anything I have to do tonight or something tomorrow I have to get ready for?

Rick: Not that I know of. I mean, I'm working late, but that's no reason that you shouldn't have a life.

Phoebe: That's it?

Rick: If you want a different answer, ask your father.

Phoebe: I don't need my father's permission to go to dinner. Okay, I just have to change my clothes and then we can go.

Shane: Okay cool, great.

Phoebe: I'll see you tomorrow?

Rick: Yeah, don't stay out too late.

Phoebe: I'll see you tomorrow.

Ridge: Don't you remember when Bridget was Phoebe's age? So many things to protect them from, so few ways to do it.

Brooke: Phoebe doesn't need protecting from Rick. All he's done is befriend her.

Ridge: Yeah and usually without supervision and usually quite late at night.

Brooke: Did it even occur to you that all of you threats and forbidding might actually bring about the one thing that you fear the most. You're putting something in their heads that's net even there.

Ridge: I remember being Rick's age, it's there.

Brooke: I refuse to make our kids feel ashamed of themselves for no reason.

Ridge: Where does that leave us, Logan?

Brooke: About where we started.

Eric: You have become such a part of this family in such a short time. There's so many reasons for you to stay. We're introducing the new Forrester line --

Pam: And I stick out like a sore thumb in a fashion show.

Stephanie: Eric, what are you doing? Pam wants to go home. Now you might not want to take care of my mother, particularly neither do I.

Eric: Well, I'm not so sure that Pamela wanted to either.

Pam: That's okay. She needs me and we're used to each other. It's not like I have some grand talent for anything else that I'm wasting. What I couldn't do Eric is stay here and leave her alone. I just couldn't do it. You have no idea, either how brutal the winters in Chicago can get.

Eric: Listen, I want you --

Stephanie: Would you stop? Stop.

Eric: I want you to look at this book.

Stephanie: You're making her anxious about the flight. Come on now, I'm going to --

Eric: If you two would please just hear me out --

Pam: Look, I don't want you to think that you've been anything less than --

Stephanie: Perfect. He's absolute perfection isn't he? He's a little impractical. Other than that, he's perfect. Now Mr. Perfection, would you carry the bags out to the car, please?

Pam: Wait, before you do that, I just want to say something. I've had the time of my life. Does that sound pathetic?

Stephanie: No.

Pam: I mean all I've done is just be here, but I can't tell you how much it's meant to me the way you included me in everything and appreciated me. Thank you. Okay, I'm done. You can get my bags now.

Stephanie: Maybe that's the car, hold on. It is, the limo's here.

Eric: Well, too late now.

Pam: Well look, relax. You've got plenty of time. What I need you to do -- apologize to mother, I called her a selfish old witch just before I left the apartment. And I'm so sorry.

Pam: You know what? I don't think she'll remember.

[Stephanie and Pam laugh]

Ann: Just so we all understand, I'm not at all sure that I'm ready to move to Los Angeles, but since Eric offered the selfish old witch thought it might be impolite to not come take a look.

Brooke: No, no, no, no. You're not going to get around me that way.

Ridge: I'm just trying to make up.

Brooke: Ridge, you skipped over the part where we come to an agreement.

Ridge: I don't think we're going to.

Brooke: We're not 25 anymore.

Ridge: So? It's not that kind of argument either. It's not about being possessive or jealous or either one of us isn't going to love the other enough. We're just having a family argument.

Brooke: We are? Does that mean we're a family already?

Ridge: All I know is that you are incredibly hot and luscious when you're upset with me.

Brooke: Oh, stop it. I am not!

Ridge: Yes, you are. Right there, that's it. That's what I'm talking about. Right there. Right there.

Brooke: Don't you dare give me that look.

Ridge: What look is that?

Brooke: That look.

Ridge: This look?

Brooke: Yeah.

Ridge: This look? This one right here?

Brooke: Okay, at least lock the door.

Shane: Four tons of paper. Four tons.

Phoebe: Wow!

Shane: I mean the machine is not even that big, that's the whole beauty of it. I mean, what it does is it bails the paper and then we just sell the recycled for 100 bucks a pop.

Phoebe: Wow, I don't know if we have that much paper to shred.

Shane: Well, I'm just saying can you imagine what four tons of shredded paper looks like?

[Phoebe laughs]

Waiter: Excuse me, can I take your order?

Shane: Oh yeah, ladies first.

Phoebe: I would like the grilled scallops caesar, please. Thank you.

Shane: And? You can order anything you want.

Phoebe: That's all I want.

Shane: Can you just give us a minute, please?

Waiter: Sure.

Shane: Thanks.

Shane: Hey Sten, you don't have to embarrass me. I wouldn't have brought you here if I couldn't afford it.

Phoebe: I don't mean to, Shane. That's just what I always get.

Shane: You know I can sit here and try to impress you from now until dooms day, but it's not going to work is it?

Phoebe: Shane --

Shane: Listen, I know my job is not that glamorous, but it's a good job, Phoebe. And it comes with great benefits. And I did, I worked myself to the top pretty fast. I thought that's what you wanted.

Phoebe: Yes, it is. And I am so happy and proud of you.

Shane: What?

Jenna: Is that Phoebe's boyfriend?

Rick: Maybe.

Jenna: Is he supposed to be a secret? And why is she scowling?

Rick; I don't know. I guess you never know with that one.

[Stephanie and Pam together]


Stephanie: I don't understand --

Pam: Neither do I.

Eric: Ann, come in, come in. Let's all go in the living room, everyone now. I want us all to sit down, I have something I want to show everyone. How was the flight, honey?

Ann: Oh, lovely. I love that plane.

[Eric laughs]

Eric: So do I. Well, this is exciting.

Ann: It's hard to be asked to leave all of your friends at the drop of a hat.

Pam: What friends?

Ann: Well, not that I could go out and see anyone, while you're shilly-shallying out here. What with the streets full of snow and ice --

Pam: You never see anyone in the summer either.

Ann: Well, make all of the fun you want. You're going to be old someday.

Pam: And wasn't I the one who tried to get us the duplex in palm beach?

Ann: At one of those "Golden years" places? Oh, I can't abide old ladies. If that's what you have in mind Eric?

Eric: No, not at all. An ocean-view condo in Santa Monica. Close to shopping, theaters everything right within walking distance. I did see a few little old ladies, but I don't think they're going to bother you. It's all in here, pictures and everything.

Stephanie: You know Eric, you're not listening. My mother does not want to leave Chicago.

Ann: Oh, at my age you get used to being bossed around, Eric's no worse than your sister. Pamela, get my make-up kit out of my bag, I must look a fright.

Stephanie: Mother, you don't have to do this.

Ann: The last thing I want is to be a burden. Whatever's most convenient for all of you. Pammy, stop that, you're not funny. I saw your bags as I came in, are you going somewhere?

Pam: Whither thou goest --

Eric: No. Pam is moving into the guesthouse. We have two, you can take your pick.

Stephanie: Our guesthouse?

Eric: And we'll hire someone to come in and keep house for you.

Ann: Pamela, I think that's a good idea. You depend on me far too much. The ocean doesn't look that different from Lake Michigan, does it? And I'm sure a professional will know not to leave streaks on the windows.

Stephanie: Eric, I want to talk to you on the terrace, for a moment, please. Now.

Shane: I went to this place the other day that said they could help me find my birth mother.

Phoebe: That's good.

Shane: Yeah, I think that's one of the reasons I feel like I'm always down. Because I never really felt like I belonged to somebody. I mean my parents they were good people, the ones that raised me, but they just wanted a kid to adopt. I was more like a project, you know any kid would have done -- what is so interesting about your cousin?

Phoebe: He's not my cousin.

Shane: Then why is everything so much more interesting to look at than me in this room? You know, I can tell I'm not going to belong to you very much longer either. You know I knock myself out, I try to do all the right things, and where does that get me?

Phoebe: Shane look, I am so happy about your success, you deserve it. But I didn't want that for me, I wanted it for you.

Shane: Yeah, but I thought that --

Phoebe: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have suggested -- it's just not a very good night.

Shane: All right, well, why didn't you say so? Isn't this where you have to get up and go powder your nose or something?

Phoebe: Excuse me.

Shane: All right.

Rick: Hey, hey, hey! All those fabric specs at the office were making my eyes cross, so --

Phoebe: I know all about your attention span, Rick. Have a nice life.

Ann: I couldn't get comfortable on a couch like that. Are you listening?

Pam: Yeah. Mother, I'm sure you can bring your own furniture.

Ann: Don't look so forlorn. Would having a life of your own be so terrible?

Pam: No, Mother. It wouldn't.

Stephanie: Where is this coming from? I mean Christmas is one thing.

Eric: It's our turn.

Stephanie: Our turn for what?

Eric: It's our turn to step up and take care of your mother now.

Stephanie: You did this without consulting me? I mean after all we are talking about my mother and my family.

Eric: Doesn't that make then my family too?

Stephanie: That you could move someone into our home without even discussing it with me first.

Eric: No, it's not our home, it's the guesthouse. And if you ask me, it's not nearly hospitable enough. And Pam is not a guest, she's family. I did not discuss this with you because I think you have kind of a blind spot when it comes to Pam. You owe her that. She deserves this.

Stephanie: What Pam deserves will be settled between Pam and me. Something's going on and you're not telling me.

Rick: What's your problem?

Phoebe: Well, I had one but it's leaving town. Shouldn't you be with your date?

Rick: "My date"? You mean Jenna? She's here meeting her boyfriend. Her cab didn't show up, so I gave her a ride.

Phoebe: Oh.

Rick: And I wanted to stick around to make sure this Shane character behaved himself.

Phoebe: Well, why, what do you care? Tomorrow I'm history, right?

Rick: Why are you history?

Phoebe: Because you're leaving town.

Rick: Really, where am I going?

Phoebe: Paris!

Rick: I forgot I had that.

Phoebe: You forgot you had that ticket back to your wonderful life that nothing can compare to!

Rick: Phoebe, when I booked the trip to L.A. I booked a round-trip ticket.

Phoebe: Well, I'm sorry we're all too ordinary for you here.

Rick: You know what? I canceled the return trip last week.

Phoebe: Why?

Rick: You can't figure that out?

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