B&B Transcript Wednesday 11/28/07

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 11/28/07


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Proofread by Becky

Bridget: Hey, sweetie. (Laughs)

Nick: So you're telling me that the transplant worked, Bridget?

Bridget: That's what I'm saying.

Nick: I mean it. This is the real deal?

Bridget: It's the real deal. Your baby's immune system is completely correcting itself more quickly than we even expected. And the blood count level's within a normal range and getting better every day.

Jack: (Crying)

Nick: Oh.

Bridget: I am so glad to get to tell you this good news.

Nick: You hear that, buddy? We got a clean bill of health. We got Dr. Bridget to thank for that.

Bridget: It's my favorite part of being a doctor-- getting to tell people that finally their prayers are answered.

Nick: Taylor's gonna be over the moon when she hears this.

Bridget: I'm sorry I missed her. I wish I could have seen the look on her face.

Nick: Well, I'm the lucky guy who gets to tell her. Look at that. She just took a little time away, take some space. I think it's a good thing.

Bridget: Yeah.

Nick: But you--you, look up there.

Bridget: (Laughs)

Nick: We gotta thank the big guy upstairs for making you so healthy.

Bridget: You hear that? We're gonna keep monitoring you every day, but other than that, Nick, everything is really good. (Door opening)

Brooke: Should I stay back, or--

Nick: No, no, no, come on in. Come in.

Brooke: Really?

Nick: Yeah.

Brooke: Are you sure?

Nick: No, no, he's got the green light. The transplant took. He can go public.

Brooke: Really? That's wonderful.

Bridget: You just still have to be a little careful, you know?

Nick: Well, yeah, yeah. But he can be around people, right?

Bridget: Yeah, just don't overdo it.

Nick: All right. See this?

Brooke: (Laughs)

Nick: This boy is gonna be healthy and happy, because of you, because of the bone marrow you gave him.

Brooke: I'm so thrilled. I really am relieved.

Nick: It's good to have some things getting back to normal.

Brooke: Normal? Well, yes, for you. And I'm really so glad.

Nick: How's the situation with Stephanie?

Bridget: When I left the hospital, she was already out of surgery and asleep.

Brooke: (Sighs)

Nick: Any suspects?

Brooke: No, they're still investigating.

Bridget: (Sighs) well, I hope that they figure this thing out and really soon.

Eric: Donna, I don't know why Stephanie would accuse you.

Donna: Oh, think about it, Eric. Who better to accuse than the woman her husband is in love with?

Eric: But, Donna, if--if she thinks that you're innocent of this--

Donna: Yeah, yeah, I-I-I would like to think that she's not latching onto this as a way to get back at me. But come on, Eric, we are talking about Stephanie. I didn't shoot her. But the person that did is still out there, and they're a threat to her, not me.

Pam: Stephanie? It's me--Pamela-- all the way from Chicago. Can you hear me, dear? Are you awake? My big strong sister. (Scoffs) so helpless, weak. I was planning on seeing you at Eric's show, but mysteriously, my name wasn't on the guest list, like you promised it would be. Must have slipped your mind. Always so busy thinking of yourself. Anyhoo-- oh, I brought you something. Look, Mr. Cuddly-- your favorite bed pillow from home. Goose down, so soft, much nicer than those foam-rubber things the hospital gives you. Obviously they don't know what a very special patient you are. Stephanie, I plan to personally see to it that you get exactly what you deserve.

Pam: I spent so many gray winters stuck in dreary old Lake Forest catering to Mother's every whim, while you were out here in this beautiful sunny place leading your fabulous celebrity lifestyle. And now I'm taking care of you. First Mother, now you. Must be my personal cross to bear in life. Always giving, giving, giving, never getting a thing in return.

Pam: But now you're helpless. Can't boss me around. You can barely speak, much less lift a finger to defend yourself. What would happen, dear sister, if the person that did this to you came back to finish the job?

Brooke: So the surgeon was able to remove the bullet?

Bridget: Yeah. The police should already have it right now.

Nick: Wow, out like a light. I wish I could do that.

Bridget: Well, there's a reason they call it sleeping like a baby.

Brooke: He could have stayed here in the bassinet.

Nick: Yeah, I guess he could. I didn't want to move him around. I wanted him to get some good sleep, you know?

Bridget: Well, since the baby's sleeping, you know, maybe we should start to go.

Brooke: Did Taylor tell you I was gonna stop by?

Nick: Yeah, um, yes. She wanted me to give you these papers. You had brought them by for her to sign.

Brooke: Oh.

Nick: She signed them.

Brooke: Wow. She seemed so torn. I-I-I wasn't sure that--

Nick: Yeah, she was, but she thought about it and figured this was the right decision-- to just have a formal agreement acknowledging that, um, well, she--she carried the child, she's the mother, even though what you did was amazing with the bone marrow, and we'll be ever grateful.

Bridget: Yeah, me, too, mom.

Brooke: (Inhales sharply) well, what's important now is that the baby get as much love as he possibly can. I mean, the first few weeks of his life were really traumatic.

Nick: Well, he's getting all the attention possible, believe me.

Brooke: I know you and Taylor will be really great parents.

Nick: Bridget, did that pediatrician mention a new formula? I think Taylor talked about, uh--

Bridget: Um, thank you for reminding me. Yes, I have some samples in my car. I'll get 'em before I go.

Brooke: Formula? Taylor's not breast-feeding?

Bridget: Well, Jack just is-- y-you know, he's not eating as much as we would like. He's underweight since he was born prematurely.

Brooke: So she's not feeding him herself?

Nick: Well, he's gonna be fed. It's just gonna be different packaging.

Bridget: When a-a baby isn't eating, mom, we have to address that.

Nick: She gave it a lot of thought before she came to this decision. It wasn't overnight.

Brooke: Well, it's the wrong decision.

Bridget: (Scoffs)

Nick: Well, in your opinion.

Brooke: Yes, actually, in my opinion, I think Taylor's doing something that could jeopardize your child.

Eric: Donna, look, I-I wish I knew what to say to you.

Donna: That you believe me. That you'd actually think that I... I could be capable of this--

Eric: Donna, Donna, Donna, I'm sorry. Look. (Sighs) I do believe you, but when Stephanie first said it to me, it was such a shock on me, but I know-- I know in my heart that you never could have done such a thing.

Donna: God, that is all I needed to hear from you.

Eric: Okay. I'm sorry.

Donna: Look, you're just looking for answers, and I understand that, but Stephanie has a lot of enemies.

Eric: Oh, God, I know, but--but somebody who would actually want to-- somebody to actually want to shoot her, to kill her? Who could that be?

Pam: You stayed with us. It wasn't easy, was it? Of course, you didn't stay very long-- a week? Can you imagine spending your whole life with that woman? What life? All those years of suffering, trying to deal with that woman without any help, any relief. And you out here in paradise. (Scoffs) sometimes I think it'd just be easier to close my eyes and never wake up. Wouldn't that be nice, darling Stephanie? Just slip away on a cloud, never stop dreaming.

Nick: This isn't your call, Brooke.

Brooke: Bridget, you and I both know that breast-feeding is what's best.

Bridget: Of course, mom, but some mothers and some-- even some babies just never get into that natural rhythm of breast-feeding.

Brooke: Okay. Well, then pump and bottle-feed him. But at least he'd be getting the benefits to his immune system.

Nick: Well, it's not the end of the world if this boy gets formula, is it?

Bridget: No, it's not. He needs to eat and gain some weight and get stronger. That's our priority. Mom, if he isn't taking to the breast right now--

Brooke: But did Taylor talk to a lactating consultant, because they can really help. You know, I'd be happy to arrange one.

Bridget: Mom.

Nick: Brooke, drop this, please. It's Taylor's call.

Bridget: Mom, honestly, it's getting really late. I still have a lot of stuff to go over with nick. I did a double shift in the ER today, all this stuff with Stephanie-- I'm really tired.

Brooke: Okay. I'll just be on my way.

Brooke: Tell Taylor that I'm, uh, glad that she signed these papers. I'm sure she'll be home soon. It is kind of odd that she invited me over and she wasn't even here.

Nick: Not necessarily.

Bridget: You know, I'm just gonna go, uh, get those samples from my car.

Brooke: You're upset with me.

Nick: Brooke, you gotta drop this for everyone's sake, especially Taylor's. She can't handle any more stress.

Brooke: I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I overstepped, but--

Nick: Please. You're--you're concerned about the child. I-I know that.

Brooke: I am concerned.

Nick: It's what exactly? What's worrying you? I don't get it.

Brooke: Frankly, I'm not convinced that your wife is doing everything she possibly can for our child.

Nick: It's my child with Taylor.

Brooke: I-I know. That's what I meant. But you still can't deny that on some level he's our child, too.

Bridget: Mom, you've really got to stop this. You need to let Nick and Taylor raise their own child.

Brooke: Honey, how can it be that simple when I'm the natural mother?

Bridget: You're not. You're the egg donor, and that's it.

Brooke: Is that the formula you're bringing?

Bridget: (Scoffs) Mom, Jack will not be scarred if he isn't breast-fed.

Nick: This is tough enough on Taylor without you deciding she's a bad mom.

Brooke: I never said that.

Nick: Well, that's sort of how you're acting.

Bridget: Okay, okay, okay, everyone knows that Taylor's an excellent mother. Thomas and Phoebe and Steffy prove that. She's going to feed Jack the formula from a bottle, and she'll hold him and love him and play with him and satisfy his tummy. And that's all this baby needs to bond with his mom.

Nick: That sort of puts it in perspective, doesn't it, Brooke?

Brooke: (Sighs) Sure. Of course.

(Beeper beeps)

Bridget: (Sighs) I've gotta get back to the hospital.

Brooke: Well, I'm gonna be leaving soon. I promise.

Donna: I should go.

Eric: (Inhales sharply) for tonight, I think so, yeah. Look, I just want to take a shower and get in bed, you know?

Donna: Yeah. I just worry about you being alone.

Eric: Well, I'm not alone, really. Pam's here-- Stephanie's sister. She came to see the showing. Then when she heard what happened to Stephanie, she offered to stay and--and help out.

Donna: Pamela Douglas?

Eric: Yes.

Donna: Yeah, Jackie told me about her. She had a crush on you or something.

Eric: Yes, actually, she did. But look, it's--it's kind of a sad story, really. These two sisters-- they had an abusive father, and their mother was no picnic, really. And Pam was sort of stuck there all these years taking care of their mother.

Donna: Yeah, while Stephanie didn't lift a finger, am I right?

Eric: It depends on who you ask. Yeah.

Donna: Pam probably resents the hell out of Stephanie. She's probably in love with you, Eric, would like nothing more than her sister to be out of the picture.

Eric: No, no, don't even go there now. Come on, Pam is-- Pam is the sweetest woman you'd ever want to meet.

Donna: (Sighs)

Eric: Now good night.

Nick: Are we okay here?

Brooke: (Sighs) I've stepped back. I'm gonna watch you and Taylor raise this child. What choice do I have? And even though you're going to be his parents, that little boy will always be very special to me.

Nick: Brooke, I promise you he'll get what he needs from me and Taylor.

Brooke: I hope so.

Brooke: You know, it really meant a lot to me when you gave me this picture of Jack.

Nick: Well, maybe that was a mistake. I don't know.

Brooke: No, no, don't say that, please. I promise I will watch him grow up from a distance. Don't turn your back on me now, especially now.

Nick: What's-- what's going on?

Brooke: I didn't tell you this before, but Stephanie blurted out that one of the Logans shot her. (Sighs) you know, nobody in my family could do that, Nick. Not one of us is capable of shooting anybody, no matter how far we were pushed. But what really concerns me is who is guilty. I'm scared. I'm really scared for my family.

Pam: You must be Donna Ho-gan.

Donna: Logan.

Pam: Ah. Going after my sister's husband, huh?

Donna: You're Pammy from Chicago.

Pam: Pleased to meet ya. Not. I heard you trying to talk your way into Eric's bed. It didn't go too well, though, did it? Oh, and before I forget, here. Tiny found them--my dog. Lucky he didn't catch you wearing them. (Chuckles) He hates cats.

Donna: You jealous crazy lady.

Pam: Tiny? (Whistles) come here, sweetheart. Come say good bye to our guest.

(Dog barks)

Pam: She was just leaving.

(Dog growls)

Donna: That's tiny?

Pam: Mm. (Barks)

Pam: Adorable, isn't he? And fiercely protective, like me.


Donna: Aah.

Pam: You have no idea who you're messing with, tootsie. You stay away from Eric. Don't come back here anymore. Okey-dokey?


Donna: Aah.

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