The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 11/18/09
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Bridget: You're carrying me over the threshold.
Nick: Well, yeah. We're havin' a baby. You gotta take it easy.
Bridget: Mm, I think you're a bit confused about some stuff, sweetheart.
Nick: Yeah, well, bride, expectant mother--either way.
Nick: If I were you, I'd take the free ride.
Bridget: Really? Well, I think we should wait and see if the pregnancy takes.
Nick: Honey, we gave life to a child today-- our child carried by a surrogate. I think it's time that we celebrated a little bit. (Whispers) I got you a present.
Bridget: You did?
Nick: I did.
Nick: (Normal voice) Right this way.
Bridget: Oh, whoa!
Whip: I don't believe it. It's really you.
Sandy: You must have the wrong exam room.
Whip: Agnes. Agnes, it's me. It's--It's Whip. You--I mean, you are-- you are the--the surrogate. "Sandy Sommers"? Agnes. Agnes, come on. It's me. It's your cousin Whip. What's goin' on?
Woman: All my friends are doing "The Catwalk" at the sorority house, and when we found out you filmed so close, we just had to meet you.
Pam: Oh, aren't you sweet?
Pam: (Gasps) Very good meow!
Stephanie: (Whispers) Pam! We don't have time for this.
Stephanie: Change into your street clothes.
Pam: Okay. There you go.
Woman: Thank you so much. It was nice meeting you.
(Cell phone rings)
Pam: Bye. Ditto.
Stephanie: (Normal voice) Oh, it's Mother.
Stephanie: Uh, Mother, your plane landed? You're here?
Ann: Can you believe it? My flight was early, which was a godsend. They had us crammed in like sardines.
Stephanie: Why-- why didn't you fly first class? Mother, I tell you what. Just tell me the flight number, and Pam and I will come and get you. Mother? Mother, can you hear me?
Pam: (Mouthing words)
Pam: What's wrong?
Stephanie: Well, I don't know. Maybe the cell died. Uh, Mother, are you there?
Ann: Where else would I be?
Stephanie: Mother, tell me the flight number, and Pam and I will come and get you.
Ann: Not necessary. I've arranged for a taxi.
Stephanie: You don't want us to pick you up?
Ann: I didn't come here to be an imposition.
Stephanie: Mother, it's not an imposition. Please, just-- we will come and get you.
Ann: There's something I have to do first. I'll--I'll call you later.
(Phone hangs up)
Stephanie: Well, uh--
Pam: What is it? What is she up to?
Stephanie: I don't know. I haven't a clue.
Sandy: This isn't a good time, for obvious reasons.
Whip: Come on. You're not the least bit happy to see me?
Sandy: Do you care, really?
Whip: Uh, yeah. (Laughs) I mean, I'm not the one who dropped out of sight.
Sandy: I didn't drop out.
Whip: Oh, then why didn't you answer my phone calls, huh? Come on. We were tight. Remember when you--you-- we used to hang out at-- at that bar near, uh, near Forrester when I was workin' there. You know, I'd put in a full day, and then I'd-- I'd come meet you down at The Breeze. Hey, you were my favorite barkeep.
Sandy: I had other things I wanted to do with my life.
Whip: I know. I know, remember? You--you had a lot of dreams. I was trying to help you make 'em come true. I mean, we're family. And we still are.
Sandy: I don't know what you want me to say.
Whip: Well, I'm-- I'm just trying to understand. You know, one minute, we're laughing it up in some bar, and then you just decide to take off, and nobody hears from you. Nobody knows where you've gone. Agnes?
Sandy: Don't call me that. My name is Sandy. I had it changed.
Whip: Why? A-And what does it have to do with you being a surrogate for my boss and his wife? Yeah, that's right. I work for Nick and Bridget at Jackie M. and, uh, you're carrying their baby. Just a coincidence, Sandy? You tell me.
Man: Paradise Cove.
Ann: (Sighs) It's even more beautiful than I remembered.
Man: Far cry from Chicago this time of year, that's for sure.
Ann: I came here once with my daughters. It was one of the most special days of my life.
Man: You okay, lady?
Ann: (Breathing heavily)
Man: I mean, you seem a little frail. Sure you're up to this?
Ann: Guess we'll find out, won't we?
Man: Want me to wait?
Ann: Oh, no, no, but thank you. You've been a dear.
Man: I'll get your change.
Ann: Uh, not necessary.
Man: Oh, thank you.
Jackie: Hello? Oh, Whip.
Whip: Yeah, surprise, surprise. Um, allow me to make the introductions. Uh, this is Nick's mother. This is Jackie Marone Knight and her husband, uh, Owen Knight.
Jackie: Um... (Chuckles) so you two know each other?
Whip: Oh, no, we're just, uh, just getting to know one another. Talk about somebody with a-- an interesting past.
Pam: This is really weird, Steph. We should have heard from her by now. I don't like this. (Cell phone rings)
Stephanie: Wait a minute.
Pam: Oh, is it her?
Stephanie: Mother, where are you?
Ann: I'm here, sweetheart. I made it.
Stephanie: Made it where?
Pam: Where is she?
Stephanie: Mother, were you drinking on the plane?
Ann: It seems like only yesterday we were all here together-- you, me, your sister. Do you remember, Stephanie?
Stephanie: Remember what?
Ann: My last Christmas in L.A. You and Pam took me to that little cove in-- in Malibu. The one with the restaurant and the beautiful pier.
Stephanie: Is that where you are now?
Ann: At the pier, yes. Is--Is Pammy there with you?
Pam: Yeah, Mom, I'm right-- I'm right here. Are you all right?
Ann: Better than I've been in months, dear. (Sighs) But I'm waiting for you and your sister to join me. I want to see my girls.
Pam: (Mouthing words)
Stephanie: (Whispers) Okay, that's fine.
Pam: Okay. Okay, we'll be right there, Mom.
Bridget: I cannot believe you got me these.
Nick: I can't believe you look so adorable in them. But then again, you look adorable in anything.
Bridget: Oh, come on. They're pink plaid pajama bottoms.
Nick: Well, isn't that what moms are supposed to wear? I thought it was sort of a good luck thing, a good omen.
Bridget: Oh, right. Well, in that case, I'll just embrace them. Aah! (Giggles)
Nick: Mrs. Marone, you are the hottest-looking thing in anything you wear. You're the sexiest-looking pregnant non-pregnant woman in the world.
Bridget: (Laughs) Sandy was a real trooper today, wasn't she?
Nick: Well, I think you were the trooper. I mean, yes, she was amazing, but, you know, you were there for her. You supported her. I saw the way you took her hand and--
Bridget: I think she was nervous.
Nick: You know, I tried to take her hand, too, and she pulled it away. Did you notice that?
Bridget: I did. I did. I saw it, sweetheart. I-I don't think you should let it bother you. You know, you are a man, and I think she's going through a complex situation emotionally, and that's all it is.
Jackie: Sandy, what you are doing for my son and my daughter-in-law, well, I can't tell you what it means to me. I want you to know that you are one of the family now.
Owen: And what a family. There's never a dull moment, right? (Chuckles)
Sandy: So I gathered from the ad of you wearing the dog collar.
Owen: Yeah, that was Whip's idea.
Jackie: Yes. Whip is Jackie M.'s P.R. guru. (Chuckles)
Whip: Yeah, I was actually telling Sandy, uh, a little bit about my background. Uh, surprisingly, we have quite a bit in common, don't we?
Pam: Wait, Steph. Didn't Mom say that she'd meet us on the pier? (Sighs)
Stephen: No, look. There she is. She's on that bench.
Pam: No, that's not her. That woman is wearing red. Mother never wears red. She hates red.
Pam: She must have dozed off waiting for us. Mom?
Ann: Girls! It's so good to see you.
Stephanie: Mother, what's this all about?
Pam: Why'd you fly all the way to L.A. and have us come meet you here?
Stephanie: What's going on with you?
Nick: I told you I was gonna spoil you.
Bridget: Well, honey.
Bridget: My goodness. (Gasps) Wow, a calendar.
Nick: To mark off the days.
Bridget: (Chuckles) Until the baby's born.
Nick: That's right. Every day in the morning, we cross off the day...
Nick: And all of a sudden, before you know it...
Bridget: Nine months has just flown by.
Nick: And Jack can do his part, right? We can put a crayon next to this so he can mark off days with his crayon.
Bridget: And then he'll know how long he has to wait until he has a little brother or a little sister.
Nick: So I thought we might want to start today, even though we don't know for sure, so that we could...
Bridget: I don't want to jinx it. Well, no. Mnh-mnh. But I do believe it's gonna happen. I really believe it's gonna happen.
Whip: Okay, I handled it. Jackie and Owen are on their way back to the office, which gives you and me a little more time to talk. So why don't you start with why you disappeared on me years ago.
Sandy: I'm not the one who moved to Europe, huh?
Whip: Hey, I called you. I e-mailed you. I didn't get any answer.
Whip: Come on, Agnes, so here was are, right? We're back in L.A., the two of us, both in Nick and Bridget Marone's life, only you're the one who's a surrogate. Come on, coz, what's goin' on?
Sandy: I met Nick and Bridget through an agency. They chose me from all of the possible surrogates. And it was obvious to me from the minute that I met them how much they want a baby of their own. I'm not here to take advantage. I could use the money, sure. You know, a few bucks. But all I really want to do is I want to help these people. Maybe that sounds sappy. I don't know. Maybe it is. But with any luck, I have their little baby growing inside of me right now. What could mean more than that? And what could be more beautiful for them and for me?
Ann: You girls know what Chicago is like this time of year-- the--the cold, the overcast skies.
Pam: But y-you love Chicago.
Ann: But I had to come here, the most beautiful place I've ever seen in my life.
Stephanie: Had to come? Why?
Ann: When you brought me here that Christmas, oh, I'd been such a terror-- constantly complaining, nagging. I'm sure you wanted to get me out of the house just so poor Eric wouldn't strangle me. But the moment I stepped on that pier, the ocean, the sea breeze in my face, that salty smell, mmm.
Pam: So you flew 2,000 miles just to smell the salty air?
Ann: And to see my two wonderful daughters...
Ann: In a place as close to heaven on earth as I can imagine.
Stephanie: Mother, where are your bags?
Pam: Oh, you didn't let the cabbie drive off with them, did you?
Ann: I didn't bring any luggage. Everything I need, I-I have in here.
Pam: (Sighs) Okay. (Chuckles) I am not understanding this at all. Mom, you call me out of the blue from O'Hare to tell me that you're boarding a plane for L.A., and when you get here, you tell us to come meet you here at the pier? And to top it off, you're wearing red. You never wear red.
Ann: Your grandmother made me wear red almost every day as a little girl. It was her favorite. After I left home, I swore I'd never wear it again. (Sighs) I think your grandmother would like to see me in red.
Pam: Mom, Grandma's been gone for over 30 years now.
Ann: I'm dying.
Pam: (Sighs) Good lord, Mom. You've been saying that to us ever since we were kids. (Sighs)
Ann: This time, it's true.
Ann: That's why I asked you girls to meet me here. When it happens--
Pam: Please, just stop talking that way.
Ann: Pammy, this is my moment, not yours. I don't have much longer. In the time I do have, I don't want any whining. I want s-some happy moments with my daughters, with the ocean and sea breeze in my face. (Sniffs) Oh, and that smell. Hold my hands. Come on. Do as your mother tells you.
Ann: (Humming Stephen Foster's "Beautiful Dreamer")
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