B&B Transcript Friday 12/14/07

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Friday 12/14/07


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Proofread by Becky

Storm: What's wrong?

Brooke: Well, why would you think that there's something wrong?

Storm: Uh, well, the terror in your eyes is a dead giveaway.

Brooke: Terror? Why? Because the lights went out?

Storm: You tell me.

Brooke: I was just--

Storm: Looking at my old high school yearbook, I know. 1982 state water polo champs. Like father, like son. Is that what you were thinking?

Brooke: You and Dad played the same sport.

Storm: And lo and behold, we both have class rings. (Laughs) The similarities never end.

Brooke: If I'd pointed that out to you weeks ago, you would have hit the ceiling.

Storm: Yeah, well... (clears throat) a lot has changed between Dad and me. After the last couple days, nothing will ever be the same. (Thunder rumbles)

Brooke: I'm sure.

Brooke: Well... (sighs) you know, it's getting late, and I've got a billion things to do tomorrow, so...

Storm: (Laughs) What, are you kicking me out?

Brooke: Well, I'm fine here. You don't have to stay.

Storm: Well, let's see. All alone in this house with no lights and all these alarming questions running through your head...

Brooke: I don't know what you're talking about. Look, it--it's late. I'm going upstairs.

Storm: You're not going anywhere.

(Thunder booms)

Taylor: (Crying)

Taylor: (Sobbing)

Nick: Hi. What's wrong? Huh?

Taylor: It's so stupid. (Sighs)

Nick: Do you think I could decide that for myself, please?

Taylor: Remember it was a really beautiful day earlier before the storm blew in?

Nick: Sort of.

Taylor: Well, I had this great idea that I would take jack outside with his little tub and his toys, and I would give him a bath. And... (sniffles) the sun was shining, and the birds were chirping, and everything was great. He was laughing and splashing and playing, and he got me got soaked. And I was happy. I didn't find. I--everything was great. It was the perfect moment...

Nick: Okay.

Taylor: The kind of moment I've always wanted with a baby. And then when I was rinsing his hair. (Sniffles) you know, where the baby, downy hair is falling out, I noticed that the new hair that's growing in is blond. It's light, light blond like Brooke's.

Nick: Honey, I'm blond.

Taylor: (Sniffles)

Nick: Most babies are blond.

Taylor: (Sobbing) I know. I know, but that's not it. It's just that... I-I couldn't even help it. I couldn't help it. It just reminded me of her. (Normal voice) I mean, I was just having this beautiful moment with my baby, and it was ruined. It was poisoned because of Brooke. I mean, it's--it's like she's mocking me. I felt like I was being mocked, like--like I can never have a normal moment with my baby like any other mother. I can't have it. I don't--I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know why I feel like this. I don't... (sobbing) I don't know why. Why--why am I feeling this way? (Sobbing)

Donna: Surprise!

Stephen: Hi, honey. How much time do we have?

Man: The usual time. I'll be back in ten minutes.

Stephen: Okay.

Donna: Hey, hi.

Stephen: (Laughing) hi. Oh. Oh. (Sighs)

Donna: (Sighs)

Stephen: So, uh, what'd you bring?

Donna: Oh, uh, yeah. Well, it was birthday cake. You know, Brooke and Katie and I threw a surprise for Storm, not that we were in the mood for celebrating.

Stephen: (Sighs)

Donna: Dad? Well, what was it?

Stephen: Storm's birthday-- I-I totally forgot it was today.

(Thunder booms)

Brooke: Stormy, I'm tired. Please, just--just let me by.

Storm: So you can go upstairs and lie awake all night and wonder what kind of fiend your brother is?

Brooke: What is it you think I should be concerned about?

Storm: Well, it's a fascinating coincidence, wouldn't you say? Dad and I both went to the same high school. We both lettered in water polo, and we both have rings celebrating that fact.

Brooke: So? You and Dad have the same ring. So what? I trust you. You're my brother. You don't owe me any explanations.

Storm: But I want to. I want to explain, and I need you to listen to me while I do.

(Thunder cracks)

Donna: Daddy, you're in jail for attempted murder. You've got a lot on your mind, wouldn't you say?

Stephen: It takes a lousy father to forget his son's birthday. Can you believe the change in him?

Donna: Yeah, it's pretty amazing.

Stephen: (Laughs) I don't know what I'd do without him, honey. He's been ferocious defending me.

Donna: Storm loves you, Daddy. I mean, it's a shame that it took this to get him to realize it, but he does.

Stephen: I abandoned my only son. I forced him to become a man of the family, and he was so young. It was unfair. It was wrong. No wonder he hated me.

Storm: Yeah, I remember like it was yesterday-- Van Nuys against Pasadena. Hmm.

Brooke: We were all there to cheer you on.

Storm: Yep-- you, Katie, Donna and mom.

Brooke: The place was packed. It took some doing to find seats together.

Storm: Hmm. Well, that was because it was the first time in 20 years that Van Nuys went all the way.

Brooke: And the time before that, Dad's team won.

Storm: Hmm. Gosh, the stories he used to tell me... that's how I got hooked on water polo. I wanted to be the goalkeeper just like him, the star of the team.

Brooke: You were. It seemed like we hardly ever saw you. You were gone at practices and meets.

Storm: Hmm. I actually wrote him a letter asking him to be there.

Brooke: Who? Dad?

Storm: "State championships. Please, come home. Even it's for the day, it would mean the world to me."

Brooke: Oh, Stormy.

Storm: No, I just-- I wanted him to see how good we were, you know? I just-- I wanted him...

Brooke: You wanted our father to be proud of you.

Storm: (Scoffs) (sighs) I told myself, if he would come see me just this one time, I would forgive him. For the years of neglect, for not being there when we needed him-- I would just... (sighs) I would let it all go. I actually talked myself into believing that.

Storm: I remember looking up into the stands between plays, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. (Laughs) I remember you and the girls and mom... (laughs) started clapping and cheering when they gave us that trophy. I kept praying that Dad would come home at the last second, that we'd go out for pizza just--just like all the other families. But he never did come. He never even wrote me back. (Sighs) I don't know. Maybe it was just too much to ask. (Thunder cracks)

Stephen: Storm wrote me a letter once. He asked me to come home.

Donna: When was this?

Stephen: (Sighs) High school. He--he was in high school. There was something big going on. He wanted me to be there for it.

Donna: Why weren't you, Dad? Why didn't you ever come back to us?

Stephen: I felt if I did come home, I'd probably end up just disappointing everybody again.

Donna: I'm sorry you felt that way.

Stephen: I didn't even have the guts to answer his letter. I just kept my distance. I had so many opportunities, honey, and I just kept making mistakes.

Donna: Daddy, none of that matters anymore. It's all in the past, and when storm gets you out of here, we are gonna make up for all that lost time. And his next birthday, we're all gonna be together. I promise, all of us Logans, as a family.

(Thunder rumbles)

Storm: I didn't reach out to Dad for me, Brooke. I did it for all of us. (Scoffs) Honestly, who was I kidding? Trying to be the man of the family? I mean, come on. I was a mess myself, full of rage and frustration. But it didn't matter no matter how hard I tried, it just never seemed good enough.

Brooke: Storm, what are you talking about? You were our rock.

Storm: I was not your father. He was. He was a coward, and we paid the price for that.

(Thunder cracks)

Nick: Just like that-- that's your favorite. He loves to be carried like this.

Taylor: Why don't you rock him or something? He seems so much calmer with you.

Nick: No, I-I think he wants his mama.

Nick: Hey, do you remember all the nights we'd sit in bed, and we'd talk about him when you were carrying him and all of the hopes and dreams we had? Because we knew what a gift this boy would be.

Taylor: Nick, yes, I know that. (Sniffles) I know that. (Sniffles)

Jack: (Coos)

Nick: Well, you know, now it's time for him to face the real world.

Jack: (Crying)

Nick: So do we. Our job is to make this boy feel safe and loved. So all of these worries and the stress and all the doubts-- it's gotta go. This boy's a part of us. He's who we are, and we have to make sure that he knows he has a place with you and me. You know what I'm saying? Are you listening to me?

Jack: (Grunting)

Taylor: Look, sweetheart, he's trying to nurse.

Jack: (Coos)

Taylor: Shh.

Jack: (Crying) (stops crying)

Taylor: (Sniffles) (whispering) You were right. You were right.

Jack: (Sighs)

Taylor: He just wanted his mother. (Sniffles)

Jack: (Sneezes)

Taylor: He wanted his mommy. (Sighs)

Jack: (Coos)

Donna: Storm has been working his butt off to get you out of here. He believes you're innocent. So do I.

Stephen: I know your brother won't let me go to prison without putting up a hell of a fight. And he'll do his best to find whoever shot Stephanie. He's my hope, Donna. I have total faith in him.

Storm: God, I despise Dad for what he did to us, for all the damage that he caused us. But that's all in the past right now. I don't know, just thinking about it gets me all riled up.

Brooke: I can see it upsets you.

Storm: I mean, can you imagine-- the one thing that I asked the guy-- a couple of hours of his time. So I just cut him out of my life after that. Never contacted him again.

Brooke: And the ring... with the water polo engraving on it... what'd you do-- just throw it away so you weren't reminded? I mean, I could understand that.

Storm: (Chuckles) Actually, I kept it. Yeah, it was like I was waging this war inside of my head. It was like I was at a battle with the man. I didn't want to forget what he did to us.

Brooke: S-so what did you do with the ring?

Storm: Put it on a chain and wore it around my neck like dog tags. Never took it off.

Brooke: You've had that this whole time?

Storm: (Laughs) Didn't I just say that-- I never took it off?

Brooke: I never knew.

Storm: There's a lot you don't know about me, Brooke.

Storm: I know what you're thinking right now. You're thinking about that picture of Dad's hand wrapped around that gun.

Storm: You're scared.

Brooke: No.

Storm: Yeah, you're wondering if I might have done it. Maybe it really was my hand and not Dads. Maybe I set him up to take the fall, hmm?

Brooke: Stop it, Storm. Why are you doing this?

Storm: I want to know if you think I shot Stephanie. Hmm? Is that what you really think that your big brother could do? You really think I could just try to kill somebody and then try to frame Dad for that? You think I could be that diabolical, that deranged? Answer me, Brooke! Answer me.

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