B&B Transcript Wednesday 4/7/10

The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 4/7/10


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Thorne: Wait till you see the video I'm working on, Mother. It's really coming together.

Stephanie: I hope your father's gonna be happy.

Thorne: Well, he's an icon in the fashion business. He deserves to be recognized, Mom.

Stephanie: You know, I wish we'd done it sooner.

Thorne: I wish we all would have done it sooner, but you're the one who did, and that's because you-- you're Dad's champion, and you always will be.

Eric: Which makes me a very lucky man.

Stephanie: How long have you been standing there?

Eric: Long enough to wonder what the two of you are up to.

(Ambulance siren wails)

Bridget: Dr. Caspary, I am so sorry that I almost forgot about my appointment. I was just in the middle of something at work.

Dr. Caspary: I take it you're still enjoying designing.

Bridget: Yeah, I am. I-I love it. It's been a godsend. Helps keep my mind off of things that I wish I could change but I know I canít.

Owen: You'd think that I'd learn.

Nick: Is there a problem?

Owen: Yep, but I'm lookin' right at it.

Whip: Stop grousing, all right? Here you are, dear.

Jackie: Oh, thank you.

Whip: Look, this is the next biggest thing. We've got--we've got another winner here, Owen. It's the cougar and her cabana boy. It's gonna be bigger than-- never mind. Look, here. Just slather some lotion on that beautiful body of hers, and flex your pecs. You can do two things at once, right?

Jackie: Oh!

Whip: All right, so it's a scorching summer day. Beautiful yet fair-skinned cougar has sought refuge by the pool. She has her wide-brimmed hat to protect her beautiful bod, but she's gonna need a little bit more protection, too. (Clicks tongue)

Jackie: (Singsong voice) Cabana boy? Are you all right?

Owen: Why? Did I miss a spot?

Jackie: (Scoffs) It's this concept. You're only doing it because of me, aren't you?

Owen: (Sighs)

Jackie: Do you truly hate it that much?

Owen: Nope. Not really. But, uh, just don't tell Whip.

Jackie: (Chuckles)

Whip: Whoa, whoa. Easy there, cabana boy. Don't cross the line.

Thorne: What makes you think Mother and I are up to something?

Eric: Are you saying you're not?

Stephanie: Why are you asking so many questions?

Jarrett: Yeah, that's for the press to do.

Eric: Jarrett?

Jarrett: (Chuckles) Hello, everyone. Hope I'm not interrupting.

Thorne: Actually, uh, your timing couldn't be any better, Jarrett. Right, Mother?

Stephanie: Uh, well, that depends. (Chuckles) Are you here on behalf of Spencer Publications?

Jarrett: Oh, good lord, no. No, Bill would have me tarred and feathered if he knew that I was here consorting with the enemy. He's basically blackballing the Forresters from all Spencer Publications and media outlets.

Thorne: (Chuckles) Well, that's no surprise.

Jarrett: Yeah, well, I'd like to shout it from the mountaintops. I mean, all is right in the fashion world. The first family of haute couture back in control of their company. With one significant change, of course.

Eric: Uh, you're referring to Ridge now.

Jarrett: Yes, well, I mean, what a--what an amazing time this is in the life of Forrester Creations. The--the man who founded the company... (Stammering) took it to unsurpassed heights, back in control and passing the leadership baton to his firstborn. I mean, that's the stuff of legends. It should be celebrated as such. Don't--don't you agree?

Dr. Caspary: It's certainly understandable why you'd feel that way. It hasn't been that long since Agnes lost the baby. You're still working through a lot of emotion. But in time, Bridget... unless there's something else you're referring to?

Bridget: (Stammers) No. It's just some things are... some days are easier than others. That's all. But, uh, about my checkup.

Dr. Caspary: Everything looks fine. Though I did take the liberty... your next batch of birth control pills.

Bridget: Oh.

Dr. Caspary: Save you from having to stop by the pharmacy.

Bridget: Oh, thanks. I have a few left, actually. But thanks.

Dr. Caspary: No, I checked your file. You should have run out today.

Bridget: Really? I must have missed a few days then. I should be more careful. I usually am. I guess I've been such a basket case lately.

Man: Great. Great.

(Camera shutter clicks)

Man: Good, yeah. Just right this way, Jackie. Great. Great. Good. Good.

Whip: Okay, this is what it's all about, folks-- the hunky cabana boy quenching his luscious cougar's thirst, attending to her every want and need.

Jackie: Mmm! This is really good. Would you put a bit more rum in it, darling?

Whip: Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. Just for purposes of the photo shoot, okay?

Jackie: Yep.

Whip: Remember, he's not your "dah-ling." He's--

Jackie: No, he is my cabana boy.

Nick: So how are we doing? Pretty much got what you need by now?

Man: I did. I'll have the proofs at the end of the day.

Nick: Excellent. Thank you.

Owen: Oh, what the hell. I deserve this.

Jackie: Oh, yeah.

Owen: Mm.

Jackie: And so much more for being such a good sport.

Owen: Ahh.

Jackie: You know, I think I'm going to reward you later.

Owen: Yeah?

Jackie: Actually, maybe sooner.

Owen: Mm.

Jackie: Mm.

Whip: (Scoffs) Don't they ever stop? Oh, wait, who am I talking to? It's pretty much that way with you and Bridget, isn't it?

Nick: It's a good thing you and your new wife don't work together.

Whip: Good point. Oh, by the way, I'm sorry. I-I have to run something by Bridget. Where--where is she, actually?

Nick: She has a doctor's appointment.

Dr. Caspary: Bridget, I know you've been under a great deal of stress.

Bridget: Yeah, I've been doing my best to handle it, though.

Dr. Caspary: You and Nick are, you mean. Together.

Bridget: Yeah. My husband's been wonderful. That's what makes it even harder.

Dr. Caspary: I don't understand. Makes what harder?

Bridget: Huh? Oh, I'm--I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that. I... (Chuckles) uh, never mind. Thank you for these, and I will... I'll make sure I take them.

Dr. Caspary: Good. With your history, I know you don't want to risk a pregnancy.

Bridget: Yeah, you're right. That's why we got the surrogate in the first place.

Dr. Caspary: Mm.

Bridget: I guess it just wasn't meant to be. You know, sometimes I can't help but wish that... I'm being silly. Agnes fell. She lost the baby. That's the end of the story.

Dr. Caspary: That night still haunts you.

Bridget: I'm doing my best to put it behind me. Then something'll remind me of that day or that night. I hate being on edge like this.

Dr. Caspary: Do you feel you need medication?

Bridget: I, um... I've been taking Saint-John's-Wort, but...

Dr. Caspary: I'd feel better prescribing something.

Bridget: If I'm gonna take something, though, I want to do a more natural approach.

Dr. Caspary: I, uh, I understand, but some studies have linked Saint-John's-Wort to a possible decreased effectiveness of birth control. And for that reason alone, I think we should play it safe. This is for a mild antidepressant. You can choose to fill it or not.

Bridget: Okay.

Dr. Caspary: Again, Bridget, I realize this is a very emotional time for you. But with Nick's love and support, there's nothing the two of you can't overcome. But remember, be diligent with your birth control. You don't want any surprises.

Bridget: Right.

Eric: That's pretty unusual, isn't it?

Thorne: Huh?

Eric: Stephanie walking Jarrett to his car.

Thorne: Well, they're having a torrid affair. You didn't know?

Eric: Stephanie and Jarrett? That's an interesting combination.

Thorne: (Chuckles) We all know Mom's a one-man woman, Dad.

Eric: Yeah, not that you're promoting anything in particular.

Thorne: You know you'll always be first in her heart, and that there's nothing in the world that she wouldn't do for you. She's proved that time and time again, Dad. She's still proving it.

Eric: You've never given up on your mother and me, have you?

Thorne: Because you've never given up on each other. I mean, not really. Even though there were times it seemed like you had, but the love, Dad... it's always been there. You gotta see that, right?

Eric: What I see is a thoughtful, compassionate son whom I love very much and who loves his parents very much, and who would like to go back and, uh, patch up all the mistakes they made and heal all those wounds.

Thorne: It's not too late for you and Mom, you know. The only thing standing in you way is... actually, there's nothing standing in your way if you won't let it.

Eric: It's not as simple as all that.

Thorne: If you mean Donna--

Eric: I do mean Donna, Thorne. She's my wife. I made a commitment to her.

Thorne: Like the commitment she made to you? To stand by you in good times and bad? Only when the bad times came in the form of Bill Spencer, it didn't take her long to get to--

Eric: All right, Thorne, don't do that. I won't have you talking about Donna that way.

Thorne: (Sighs) I don't want to talk about Donna that way. I don't want to talk about Donna period, Dad. But I think if you'd just be honest with yourself, you'll see--

Eric: Look, Thorne, donít.

Thorne: Okay. Okay, fine. Fine. I'll just say this. I know that it wasn't all just martinis and magic when you and Mother were together. I mean, there-- it was ups. It was downs. It was tears. It was laughter. But there were times when you knew it was worth it, Dad. And I still believe it could be, whether Mother is challenging you, inspiring you or frustrating the hell out of you, there's one thing that is undeniable. One thing. And that is you two are at your best when you are together, whether it be here in this office or whether it be in the home that you used to share. And it could be again, Dad.

Jackie: (Giggles)

Whip: Oh, boy. I gotta tell you, if I could only pull off that look. (Chuckles)

Owen: You could if you went to the gym.

Whip: Mm. Actually, I was talking about the cabana boy thing. I mean, personally, I didn't think you could top the whole fig leaf deal.

Owen: Okay, Whip, are you finished?

Whip: Okay, look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Look, Owen, this is my job, all right? My job is to promote the image of this company so that our-- our customers buy our clothes, and that image is the fantasy of you and Jackie, okay? You're the perfect couple. And she's right. You are a good sport, so thank you very much. I appreciate it. Guess that makes you next in line for sainthood...

Owen: (Chuckles)

Whip: Right behind Bridget.

Nick: Hang on. I have one little thing you might want to replace with that coffee.

Bridget: Mm. Mm, wow.

Nick: Which one you want?

Bridget: Mm. (Giggles)

Nick: How'd it go at the doc's? Everything okay?

Bridget: Yeah, everything's fine.

Nick: Yeah?

Bridget: Speaking of fine, Mr. Marone, my God. Look at you. You look amazing.

Nick: Really?

Bridget: Awfully fit there. Is that a beginning of a six-pack I see?

Nick: It's-- it's more like a two-pack, actually.

Bridget: Hmm, I think you could turn it into a 12-pack anytime you wanted.

Nick: Ha! I love you. Mm. And I'd do almost anything for you, but more sit-ups, that's not on that calendar.

Bridget: Oh, yeah?

Nick: Besides, we've already got one gym rat in the family. You wouldn't want me being more like Owen, would you? I mean, not that I'm knockin' the guy.

Bridget: (Chuckles) Yeah.

Nick: I mean, his-- you know, his perfect pecs and all of that... especially what he went through today at this photo shoot. My God. (Chuckles)

Bridget: The cabana boy thing?

Nick: (Chuckles) Oh, God. This Whip, I think he really, really enjoys torturing him. I mean, he pushes him and pushes him to the point of embarrassment. And he does it. I mean, he absolutely does it because he loves my mother so much. And... I don't know.

Bridget: Aw.

Nick: It says a hell of a lot about the guy. Actually, it says a lot about me, too.

Bridget: What do you mean?

Nick: You know, I had this guy pegged wrong. I thought he was gonna show up, take advantage of my mother, then dump her. But, you know, that's not what happened. He loves my mother. And he chose that love over his need to have a child.

Bridget: Yeah. Oh, my god. (Muttering)

Stephanie: (Whispering) Did you get enough, uh, clips for the video?

Thorne: (Whispering) Mother, there's so much, Mother. I mean, Dad's accomplishments are--it's gonna take hou-- fill up hours of video.

Stephanie: Oh, we don't need hours, Thorne. We just need a few clips for the video.

Eric: What are you two whispering about?

Thorne: (Normal voice) I was just telling Mother how we, uh...

Eric: (Clears throat)

Thorne: Had a heart-to-heart today.

Eric: Oh, and I-I'm sure you don't have to guess what that was about.

Thorne: I was just talking about family and how much he's loved.

Stephanie: Oh, well, he's not only loved by the family. He's loved and admired by the industry.

Eric: I don't need the industry to love me. I just need my family to love me, and, of course, you do, so I'm okay.

Stephanie: (Chuckles)

Owen: Mm. Mm.

Jackie: Mm.

Owen: So what was that for?

Jackie: (Sighs) Call it a down payment just to thank you for putting up with Whip's latest insanity.

Owen: (Groans)

Jackie: I know you're only doing it for me, and I truly thank you. (Chuckles) I must admit, though...

Owen: What?

Jackie: That, um, cabana boy outfit...

Owen: Oh, yeah?

Jackie: (Chuckles) Is really hot.

Owen: Yeah? Do you like it better than the, uh, the fig leaf?

Jackie: Mm, I don't know. Maybe I'm gonna have to take another look.

Owen: Oh.

Jackie: Right after I lock the door. Wouldn't want Whip coming in and catching us red-handed, or even worse...

Owen: Ew.

Jackie: Nick or Bridget. Mm.

Nick: Whoa, whoa. You didn't burn yourself, did you?

Bridget: No, no, I just got it-- nothing a little cold water won't cure.

Nick: I guess we're both accident-prone today. I dumped ink all over my other shirt. (Chuckles)

Bridget: Oh, well, that was quite a treat for me. I got to see my hot man bare-chested. Hmm.

Nick: Thank you. Hope you don't think I was trying to impersonate Owen.

Bridget: What-- why would you say that?

Nick: (Chuckles) I like the guy. You know, my mother has the man of her dreams. And--and she's the only woman on the planet for him.

Bridget: Yeah, he is.

Nick: Just like you are the only woman for me. Ah. Never doubt that.

Bridget: Always, always, always remember how much I love you.

(Intercom buzzes)

Nick: Mm. Save those lips. Yeah? Uh, right-O. On my way. Hey, I gotta go.

Bridget: Okay. Well...

Nick: Okay? I love you.

Bridget: I'll be right here when you get back.

Nick: Okay. See you in a bit.

Bridget: I love you, too.

(Cell phone rings)



Bridget: Hey, Robin, what's up? Oh, right. No, thanks for reminding me. Okay, I'll put it on my calendar right now. Thanks, hon.

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