The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Tuesday 6/1/10
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Brooke: (Sighs) (Giggles) (Sighs)
Ridge: What is that for?
Brooke: As if you didn't know. Hope's graduation party. And everything you're doing to make this so special, including convincing Stephanie to use the Forrester estate. (Giggles)
Ridge: Well, it's not every day a girl graduates from high school, is it?
Brooke: I know. (Sighs) It seems like just yesterday I was reading her stories about prince charming.
Ridge: And now she found him, spinning tunes in a coffee shop of all places.
Brooke: Mm. Oliver is Hope's first love. It may last. It may not, but I have never seen her happier, and I don't want anything or anyone to spoil what they have.
Hope: Mm, okay, I really have to go this time.
Hope: Yeah. Yeah. Seriously, if... if I don't leave now, I never will. Okay, I'm leaving. I'm leaving. (Sighs)
(cell phone beeps)
Oliver: Oh, no way.
Marcus: You'll never guess who just walked in the building.
Oliver: Reggae town recording star Daddy Yankee.
Marcus: How'd you know that?
Oliver: His associate just texted me, said he's on his way up.
Marcus: Wait a minute. So you actually know somebody that works for him?
Man: "O." And I go way back.
Oliver: Dempsey, my man!
Dempsey: What's up?
Oliver: When'd you get into town?
Dempsey: Last night. Who's this?
Oliver: Uh, Marcus, this is my old friend Dempsey, musician, songwriter and promoter to all things Daddy Yankee. If you hadn't guessed, Marcus is a big fan of his.
Marcus: Man, come on.
Marcus: It ain't like you're not exciting or anything like that, 'cause you are. I mean, you're great, just like he is. It's the--
Daddy Yankee: Oh, don't say that.
Marcus: Wow, Daddy Yankee. You, uh... (chuckles)
Daddy Yankee: What's up, my friend?
Oliver: My man.
Daddy Yankee: Things are good, huh?
Oliver: Muy bueno.
Daddy Yankee: Yo, I still owe you one--those quick mixes you did last time when I was in L.A.
Oliver: Come on, it was a trip doin' a job for you.
Daddy Yankee: Dempsey told me you were the guy. He got it right.
Oliver: It's gonna look great on my résumé.
Marcus: Yeah, résumé, right. Oh, um, so you guys are in town? I mean, 'cause I didn't hear about it on the internet or anything like that.
Dempsey: No, no, no. We're just in town scouting for locations for Daddy's next music video.
Daddy Yankee: Mm-hmm.
Oliver: What--what are you lookin' for?
Daddy Yankee: I mean, I got this crazy idea. You know, totally Beverly Hills, party, girls, lifestyle. I'm just lookin' for the right location.
Oliver: You lookin' for a private house?
Daddy Yankee: Maybe one of those major estates, if we can get behind the gates.
Oliver: Got any ideas, Marcus?
Marcus: Hmm. So you mean like a huge mansion over viewing the city and everything, right?
Oliver: Something like that?
Dempsey: Okay, what you guys talkin' about?
Oliver: The Forrester estate. It might be perfect for you.
Dempsey: Man, I've seen pictures of that place. Do they rent it out for shoots?
Oliver: No, but, uh, Marcus and I have a connection.
Marcus: (Chuckles) That's right. (Chuckles)
Dempsey: Oh, yeah?
Oliver: Hope, my--my girl, she's, uh, she's havin' a graduation party there.
Daddy Yankee: When?
Oliver: Tomorrow. If you could come and perform, that'd be crazy. And in return, you could get some footage of the Forrester estate, uh, L.A. kids partying L.A. style, anything you need.
Dempsey: Really think they'll let us do some shooting there?
Oliver: I'll have to check on it, but I bet we could make it work.
Marcus: Yo, it's gonna be mad crazy for those kids, man.
Marcus: M-me, too.
Daddy Yankee: Okay, check it out. If it works, I'm down with it.
Oliver: All right, let's do it. Let's do it.
Daddy Yankee: Let's go.
Steffy: Don't mind me. I was just looking for someone.
Brooke: That "someone" wouldn't happen to be Oliver.
Steffy: Oh, I was actually just with Ollie and your daughter not too long ago. She's totally off-the-wall about her graduation extravaganza. Definitely a night she's gonna remember.
Brooke: Yes, it is. I'm making sure of that.
Pam: Drat! Voice mail again.
Jarrett: Whose voice mail? Should I be jealous?
Jarrett: (Chuckles) No, I-I know we didn't connect romantically on our date the other night. It doesn't mean we can't be friends.
Pam: I'd really like that, Jarrett. I think that you're a terrific guy, and I need a friend.
Jarrett: Oh, well, you've got one now.
Pam: Yeah, well, can my new best friend keep a secret?
Pam: Something's happened to me, Jarrett, something that you can't breathe a word about to anybody, especially my sister.
Jarrett: I'm guessing a man is involved.
Pam: (Chuckles) Roberto in shipping is a man. Hal, my plumber, is a man. I'm talking about a gorgeous hunk of man. And he's staying at my place.
Jarrett: (Laughs) Ooh.
Pam: (Inhales deeply)
Jarrett: Good for you. (Chuckles)
(Knock on door)
Stephen: What are you doing back here?
Mike: The gun-- I want it back.
Mike: I-I'll give you back your cash. Just hand it over.
Stephen: What the hell kind of scam is this?
Mike: Maybe that's what I should be asking you. I didn't figure it out till I was halfway home who she was.
Stephen: What are you talking about?
Mike: On the way out of here before, I thought I recognized her, but the hair fooled me. The woman in that photograph is Stephanie Forrester.
Stephen: So what does that have to do with me?
Mike: I got a history with "the dragon lady" and her clan-- not a pleasant one. I don't want to have anything to do with those people ever again. Capisce? Now are you gonna give me what I came here for, or am I gonna start tearin' the place apart?
Hope: Hey, I'm such a dork. I got all the way to my car before I realized I left my keys. What? What--what is that face? Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
Steffy: Daddy Yankee? What are you...
Daddy Yankee: Which of these mamas is your lady?
Steffy: Oh, we both are. Hi, I'm Steffy.
Hope: Um, hi, I'm Hope.
Daddy Yankee: How are you doing, Hope? Nice to meet you.
Ridge: Okay, okay, we--I'm-- I'm a little confused here. I'm confused. Who are we? Who are we?
Hope: No, I'm--I'm sorry. Please do not pay attention to him.
Steffy: Yeah, normally he's a really cool dad, except when it comes to music royalty, which you definitely, definitely are.
Hope: Oh, absolutely, yeah.
Daddy Yankee: So you're Ridge Forrester.
Ridge: Yes, I am. How you doing?
Daddy Yankee: How you doin'?
Ridge: I'm sorry. I can't call you Daddy. How about D.Y.? Is that okay?
Daddy Yankee: D.Y. is perfect with me.
Steffy: Oh, my God.
Brooke: I'm Ridge's wife, Brooke. Nice to meet you.
Daddy Yankee: Nice to meet you.
Ridge: So what brings you guys to town?
Daddy Yankee: Scouting some locations for my next video. O.'s been a great help.
Hope: Wait. Wait. I'm sorry. You two know each other?
Dempsey: Not only does he know him, O. Helped us out of a jam last time Daddy was in town.
Daddy Yankee: And I'm here to return a favor. Right, Papa?
Oliver: I asked him to sing at your graduation party. He said yes. (Laughs)
Hope: Oh, my god, are you serious?!
Steffy: Oh, my God.
Hope: You are serious. You're serious about this. Aah!
Ridge: Are you sure you know what you're gettin' into here?
Daddy Yankee: As long as you don't mind shooting some footage for the next video while we're there.
Brooke: Oh, wait, so you mean Hope and her classmates would be in your newest video?
Daddy Yankee: If it's okay with Hope...
Hope: Yes, yes. It is more than okay with me. Oh, my God, this is gonna be the greatest night of my life.
Stephen: So what did Stephanie and the Forresters do to you?
Mike: Not me. This woman I was involved with. She had it bad for Eric Forrester, wanted to be his wife in the worst way. Finally made it happen, too, but not without makin' a bunch of enemies including--
Stephen: Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. You're talking about Sheila.
Mike: Sheila Carter. Yeah.
Mike: Not like everybody in L.A. hasn't heard that name, right? All the desperate things she did, how messed up she was. I blame Eric and his family for drivin' her to it. They never gave her a chance. And Stephanie? She was the worst.
Stephen: Yeah, well, tell me about it. That woman has harassed my daughters for most of their adult lives, not to mention the rest of my family.
Mike: Your daughters? Are you talkin' about Brooke and Donna Logan? You're their old man.
Stephen: So now you know who I am. But you also know that there's no love lost between the Logans and the Forresters.
Mike: A-are you thinkin' about usin' that gun to off Eric’s old lady? That family has Lieutenant Baker and Burke in their back pocket. You so much as put a scratch on her--
Stephen: I don't care what they do to me. This is not about me. That woman has done horrific things to people I love. And that's why my wife Beth thought about only that till the end of her life. She begged me to protect her daughters. And I damn well am gonna do it no matter what it takes.
(Front door rattles)
Pam: Yoo-hoo! Stephen, I'm home! Oh, well, hello. Who's this?
Mike: You gonna do the honors, or should I? I'm Stephen’s--
Stephen: He's my accountant.
Stephen: He just stopped by to pick up some things, and he's on his way out now.
Mike: Only I seem to be leaving empty-handed.
Stephen: I promised him one of your lemon bars. He has an insatiable sweet tooth.
Mike: And an insatiable eye for the pretty ladies, too.
Pam: Oh, thank you.
(Cell phone rings)
Mike: Yeah? Oh, I was afraid of that. No, sit tight. I'll take care of it. I guess I'm gonna have to, uh, take a rain check on your lemon bars. But I'll be back. Count on it.
Pam: Sorry. (Sighs)
Stephen: Well, I thought he would never leave.
Brooke: Did you see Hope's face? The way she looked at Oliver, knowing that he made this happen for her?
Ridge: She was absolutely glowing.
Brooke: (Laughs) So was he. I think it proves how crazy he is for her.
Ridge: You do realize this graduation party has turned into a much bigger deal.
Brooke: I know. Can you imagine Hope's classmates? How they're gonna react once they find out who's performing and that they can be in his latest video? (Giggles)
Ridge: You seem a little excited here, too, huh?
Brooke: Well, you know, it kind of reminds me of some nights that I will never forget.
Ridge: Remind me.
Brooke: (Sighs) Mm. Okay.
Hope: (Sighs) Could this day get any better?
Oliver: You could win the lottery.
Hope: I already did... (inhales quickly) the day that you said you loved me. And now you got this amazing recording artist to play at my party. You are like a dream, sir.
Oliver: Don't you know by now? There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.
Marcus: Wow, I mean, Daddy Yankee’s gonna be laying it down at the Forrester estate. (Laughs) Is that a trip, or what?
Steffy: Doesn't surprise me. Hope gets whatever she wants-- her own fashion line, Oliver, a music star playing at her graduation party? Well, I think it's time she loses something. (Valley girl accent) And what better place than her big party?
Brooke: (Scoffs) Marcus, could I speak with Steffy alone, please?
Marcus: Sure, Auntie.
Steffy: (Normal voice) Thank you.
Brooke: This is Hope's graduation party. It's her big night, not yours. So I expect you to respect that. Keep your distance. Do you hear me?
Pam: So I kept leaving messages for you, but you didn't answer me back, so then I began to wonder if maybe you changed your mind about staying here. So you can imagine my surprise when I walked in the door, and there wasn't just one, but two... Stephen? A-are you even listening to me?
Stephen: Yeah, I hear you. I'll be right out.
Pam: Okay. (Chuckles) Oh.
Stephen: Looking for something?
Pam: Well, yeah, I normally keep my crocheted doilies I-in this drawer, but I wanted to put one under the va-- oh, jeepers. (Laughs) Oh, golly.
Pam: Stephen, you're practically naked.
Stephen: Oh, no, no, it's just, uh, sometimes it's more comfortable to sit and watch TV like this.
Stephen: I bet you can't say that about your last roommate, huh?
Pam: (Laughs) About Stephanie in men's boxers? No, I don't think so.
Stephen: Why not? She wears the pants in that family.
Pam: (Clicks tongue) Oh, now, now, now. Don't let Eric hear you say that.
Stephen: Why? He knows, and so do you.
Pam: Whatever. Look, she's just happy as a clam to be back with the man that she's always loved.
Stephen: Well, things always work out for Stephanie, don't they? Just the way she wants them to. You, on the other hand, sacrifice your life taking care of your mother. It makes it very easy for your sister.
Pam: (Clicks tongue) I didn't mind. (Sighs)
Stephen: Well, I think you did, and I think you still do. You're just not sure what to do about it.
Pam: Is it me, or is it really warm in here? (Laughs)
Stephen: Well, I could use a cold one.
Pam: Oh, got it. One cold one coming up. (Chuckles) One cold brewski...
Stephen: All right.
Pam: And one crocheted remote control.
Stephen: Very nice.
Pam: (Thinking) Control yourself, Pammy. So there's a man in his underwear on your couch drinking a beer. Holy moly! There is a man in his underwear on my couch!
Stephen: What are you doing?
Pam: Oh, say lemon ba--
Stephen: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I'm, uh, I'm a little camera shy.
Stephen: But I will take one of you.
Stephen: Come on. Here we go.
Pam: Stephen Logan, you're an angel. I wish my sister could see you the way that I'm beginning to.
Stephen: Okay, one more.
(Camera shutter clicks)
Hope: Oh, you know what the best part's gonna be?
Hope: Sharing the night with you.
Oliver: Does that mean I get the first and last dance?
Hope: Yes, it does, and every dance in between. I mean, it's the least I could do for the guy who's made all my dreams come true.
Oliver: Well, not all your dreams, not yet. But someday soon.
Hope: I really do love you, Oliver Jones.
Steffy: No offense, Brooke, but you are not my mom. You don't have a say where I can and cannot go.
Brooke: Maybe not, but when it comes to my daughter--
Steffy: Mm, you'll do anything to keep the big, bad Steffy away from hurting Hope, huh?
Brooke: I've told you this before, and I'll say it again. You can fight me all you want. That is fine. But Hope is off-limits. And if you pull another stunt like that "Ho Logan" sign, I will...
Steffy: What? What are you gonna do?
Brooke: I know what you're up to. You're gonna show up at that party and you're going to come on to Oliver. And then you're going to humiliate Hope in front of all of her classmates. And she's gonna run out of there in tears. Her night will have been ruined. You think if you can make her miserable, you'll get rid of her, and then you can have Oliver all to yourself. Isn't that right? I'm sorry to interfere with your little plan, but that's just not going to work, because I am going to be there, and I am going to make sure that nothing interferes with Hope's and Oliver’s happiness. You'd better just steer clear. You really don't want to tangle with me. Nothing is going to destroy this evening for my daughter, nothing and no one, and that includes you.
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