The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 6/9/10
PLEASE CLICK TO DONATE TO OUR SITE!!!!
Proofread By Jenni
Oliver: What about last night?
Brooke: (Sighs) Is one of these yours?
Brooke: But you know whose they are.
Oliver: I donít.
Brooke: Could somebody you know have worn one of these masks last night to do something they wouldn't normally have the guts to do?
Pam: I made some fresh coffee. You know, it would take me less than ten minutes to make some fresh pancake batter for you.
Stephen: I am stuffed, and you're gonna be late for work.
Pam: Oh, that doesn't really matter. (Chuckles) Nobody will really miss me. I don't do anything very important around there anyway.
Stephen: And who says? Stephanie?
Pam: There's chicken salad for you in the fridge for lunch, and I sliced some tomatoes-- vinaigrette. And for dessert, I made you--
Stephen: I'm fine. Would you stop spoiling me?
Pam: Do I have to?
Pam: (Sighs) I can't believe this is happening. You're supposed to hate me, Stephen, after everything I did to Donna.
Stephen: Everybody makes mistakes.
Pam: But still. I'm living with a man. (Chuckles) I mean, not living in sin, but still. Mother must be rolling in her grave. (Laughs)
Stephen: Well, it's-- it's just until I get back on my feet.
Pam: No, you don't understand. I don't want you to go. You think less of me now.
Stephen: Of course not.
Pam: I--something's changed. I can see it.
Pam: You won't be here when I get back. You want to leave.
Stephen: No. No, I donít.
Pam: Most people think I'm laughable. I know that they do. I can hear them, Stephen, so why don't you just laugh at me and get it over with?
Stephen: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Pam: I know that I'm being awful, but I don't know how to act.
Stephen: You're supposed to hate me. That's what's been drilled into your head.
Pam: (Sighs) (Sniffles) I don't listen to what everybody says.
Stephen: Have you ever-- Pam, have you ever had a meaningful relationship with anyone but your mother and your sister? This life... this life that they've forced you into is a cage...
Stephen: And you have to break free of it.
Pam: (Exhales deeply) I have to go to work is what I have to do. (Sighs) I won't be late.
Stephen: I'll be here.
Stephanie: I told Eric. I told him we should stop at that house before we come into the office.
Ridge: The house is fine, Mother. The team was there till about 4:00 in the morning putting everything back the way it was.
Stephanie: And you were with them?
Ridge: Of course. There's still a couple of things we couldn't do. Maybe the hardwood floors need rewaxing, the carpets cleaned, that kind of thing.
Stephanie: That's all there is?
Ridge: It was a great party, Mother. Hope will remember this for the rest of her life. You know what? Probably so will the rest of us.
Oliver: Mrs. Forrester, if you're asking if I--
Brooke: Your little episode last night-- that didn't look like low blood sugar to me. That looked like stress, like somebody cracking under pressure.
Oliver: I was under pressure to make the party come off, keep the musicians happy, Hope's friends happy.
Brooke: Or maybe you're under pressure because you were keeping something to yourself. Were you?
Oliver: If you think you know, just say it.
Brooke: Was Steffy at the party last night?
Brooke: Isn't this her mask? Didn't she use it to try to crash my daughter's party?
Oliver: No, I nev-- I never saw her there.
Brooke: But then you didn't see behind everybody's mask, did you?
Oliver: No, I-I didnít.
Katie: Hey. Are we having a lunch?
Brooke: Oh. (Sighs)
Katie: Did you forget? (Chuckles)
Hope: Well, I am off to meet Margot and Rae. Sorry. Girls only.
Oliver: I've got plenty to do here.
Oliver: Have fun. Have fun.
Hope: I will have fun. Oh, Aunt Katie, do you want to see some of the video I took from my party last night?
Oliver: I-It's not like Steffy to crash a party in secret. She'd want everyone to know.
Brooke: Maybe you're right.
Oliver: I'm the kind of person that likes to keep things to myself. Maybe you are, too? But--but she's not.
Brooke: (Chuckles) Forget I said anything.
Ridge: You had martinis.
Stephanie: Yeah, um, well, we weren't gonna get in the car and drive anywhere, yeah.
Ridge: Did Dad put on some music?
Stephanie: Uh, yes, as a matter of fact, he did.
Ridge: Did he sing?
Stephanie: No, we didn't have that many martinis.
Ridge: (Chuckles) Then you danced?
Stephanie: I suppose.
Ridge: Did the two of you share a bed?
Stephanie: Now listen. That's not the kind of question that a son asks a mother.
Ridge: You're absolutely right. I'll ask Dad.
Stephanie: We did, however, have a very long conversation about your lovely wife. And I did say "lovely," yes. She looks great. Don't know how she does it. Even on my worst day, I could always concede that.
Ridge: But what?
Stephanie: Well, perhaps I should concede that, um... I was wrong about her.
Stephanie: She's been a good wife to you, hasn't she? She's made you happy. That's all I ever wanted for you. And I'm sorry. (Sighs) I'm sorry that I allowed my hostility towards her to put a strain on our relationship. You think you could forgive me for that?
Ridge: Wow. (Laughs) Wow.
Katie: Oh, my gosh. All those hooded dresses with the masks.
Hope: I know. Aren't they cool? They're from the Hope for the Future line.
Katie: Yeah, I know. I remember. But with the masks, it seems so surreal.
Hope: I know. It's mysterious. You couldn't tell who anyone was. Me and Mom both wore 'em.
Katie: (Chuckles) Wow. Is that Ridge? I--who knew he had rhythm?
Hope: No, no, that's Oliver.
Hope: That's weird. Steffy said the same thing. Oh, you know what? Can I show you the rest later?
Brooke: Have fun, honey.
Hope: I will.
Brooke: Okay. (Clears throat)
Katie: So, um, how many hours of footage does she have?
Brooke: I don't know. I might have to check it out and make a few minor... (Clears throat) edits here and there.
Brooke: Oh, Katie, you don't want to know. No. (Laughs) You'll think I'm a terrible person.
Brooke: (Giggles) 'Cause I am. I am. I am a terrible person. I'm terrible.
Katie: Brooke, what did you do? (Sighs)
Steffy: Somebody a little hungover?
Oliver: Just tired.
Steffy: Mm, yeah, the "knight in shining armor" gig can really wear you out. I'm actually surprised you're here. Why don't you take the day off?
Oliver: Yeah, as long as I'm here...
Steffy: So was it wonderful, the big party?
Oliver: I might not be the most objective source.
Steffy: Objectivity is for nerds. Hope said it was one of the most amazing nights of her life.
Oliver: She did?
Steffy: She did. Well, did the earth move for you, too?
Pam: You buzzed?
Stephanie: Uh, well, yeah. I-I-I didn't see you. I didn't mean-- I didn't know if you were here.
Pam: (Chuckles) Neat little toy, isn't it? Push the button, out pops Pammy.
Stephanie: (Chuckles) Well, as I said, I-I didn't see you when I came through.
Pam: Well, I was a little late. No one else noticed.
Stephanie: Well, honey, you're always the first one in and the last one out, and you're always saying, "How can I help you," so I--wait a minute. Are you gonna change now that you're dating somebody?
Stephen: I left you all in harm's way. And I promise you, sweetheart, what happened to you will not happen to them.
(Knock on door)
Stephen: Who is it?
Mike: Your accountant.
Stephen: Now is not a good time.
Mike: Yeah, well, this whole lifetime leaves a lot to be desired, if you ask me. If you're using me to send Stephanie Forrester to her just reward, I got a right to know what's going on.
Steffy: Well, Hope gave me the impression something amazing happened. Did somebody's virginity bite the dust?
Oliver: Why do you want to know?
Steffy: Maybe I just do.
Oliver: When Hope's ready, she'll tell me, but I'm not tellin' you, and in the meantime, I'm not comin' knockin' on your door, so...
Margot: Thank you.
Margot: So was your grandmother's house completely destroyed?
Hope: No, no, Dad had people cleaning all night.
Rae: That is so epic. What time did you get home? Or did you?
Hope: Um, I don't know. Like, 1:30, I guess. Why? Where else would I sleep?
Rae: (Chuckles) You have this super hot older boyfriend.
Margot: Wait, but they're not doing it. Or... you werenít.
Hope: No. It's not that I'm afraid. I swear. It's just...
Hope: You know, it's, like, this whole big, new thing that I have to deal with, and I'm still trying to figure out how to be in love and breathe at the same time. You know what I mean?
Margot: I mean, there's no need to rush. It's like, "Um, I'm still on my appetizer. Don't serve me my tiramisu yet."
Rae: Guys do get in your face with it a little bit.
Hope: You know what? Not Oliver. He really doesnít. We've talked about it. I mean, we talk about everything, really. And he's in no hurry.
Brooke: (Whispers) I had anonymous sex.
Katie: (Chuckles) You what?
Brooke: With my husband. (Chuckles)
Katie: I need to see if Hope has some needle and thread. I need to sew a scarlet letter on you. It should have happened years ago.
Brooke: Will you stop it? It was with my husband, so it was legit.
Katie: So this was at Hope's party?
Brooke: Yeah, I couldn't help myself. It just had that groovy Latin beat and those crazy masks.
Katie: (Laughs) So what happened?
Brooke: Well, I grabbed him, and I dragged him outside... or did he drag me?
Katie: With all those people around?
Brooke: Put on one of those masks, and you become shameless. You know what happened then? He pushed me up against the wall--
Katie: Okay, okay, I don't need to hear any more.
Katie: So you never took off your mask?
Brooke: No. He tried to take it off one time, and I wouldn't let him.
Katie: You are a bad, bad girl.
Brooke: I know. (Laughs)
Stephen: You have no right to anything. I mean, who are you? You're some interfering clown.
Mike: Who sold you a gun that could be traced back to me if you don't know what you're doing.
Stephen: It won't be, okay?
Mike: Why--why should I trust you? Here you are, sleeping with the enemy, shacked up with Stephanie Forresterís sister.
Stephen: I am not sleeping with her, and she's only the enemy because Stephanie has left her unable to think for herself. Listen, I don't owe you an explanation. I paid you for the gun.
Mike: Did it ever occur to you maybe I'm a good Samaritan in sheep's clothing? I'm on your side, mac. That pop gun I sold you, that's good for shootin' squirrels. But you're goin' up against Godzilla. So I brought you an upgrade.
Stephanie: Are you sleeping with this guy?
Pam: What kind of a question is that?
Stephanie: Well, it's perfectly natural.
Pam: Look, Mother's gone. I don't need you to fill her shoes.
Pam: (Scoffs) I am entitled to a private life, Steph, even if there's nothing particularly exciting about it. It's no use trying to make me feel wrong or--or bad about it.
Stephanie: I'm not.
Pam: (Sighs) Well--well, then, did you want something?
Stephanie: Well, yes. Could you call Bernie Figueroa and have him come and clean the carpets?
Pam: Which ones? These here?
Stephanie: No, the ones at the house. We had the party up there for Hope. I don't--oh, and ask him, uh, to check and see if the floors need to be waxed. Ridge was concerned about that. I don't know if it's under "Figueroa" or "carpets," but it's in, you know, that card index out there. Thank you.
Pam: Why don't you do it yourself?
Mike: Take it. See how it feels in your hand. Now that's what I call firepower.
Stephen: Well, how much does it really take anyway?
Mike: To put down one old lady? The battle-ax in question-- probably only gonna get one shot, so you got to make it count. Plus, this thing is spick-and-span. They'll never be able to trace it.
Stephen: What's it kick like? I mean, what's the--the recoil?
Mike: You're a big guy. You'll be okay. Eh, most people, it'd probably knock 'em down. (Chuckles)
Stephen: I-It won't work.
Mike: Sure it will.
Stephen: No. No, it's too much.
Mike: Too much? It's just right.
Stephen: No, it's too heavy to handle.
Mike: Well--well, what? Is your arm gettin' tired? You're handling it fine. Or isn't it for you?
Stephen: Listen, just take it and get out. I don't want it, and I don't want to see you again, either.
Mike: You really ought to consider another line of work. You're not the type.
Stephen: And is that your expert opinion?
Mike: I size people up all day. It's my business to pick out ones who are up to no good.
Stephen: Oh, and what is your line of work?
Mike: Airport security, makin' sure you get safely to your final destination.
Stephen: Just get out of here. Come on. Get.
Mike: All right, well, good luck gettin' Stephanie to hers.
Stephanie: You mean, just asking you to make a phone call is a big deal?
Pam: I would be happy to make a phone call down to H.R. to get a copy of my job description if you would care to review it.
Stephanie: Never mind. I'll do it myself.
Pam: It's your house, Steph. I'm not your servant. I'm a professional here at Forrester Creations like everybody else, and I think I should be treated with a little bit of respect. You'd never ask Madison to make that call.
Stephanie: I certainly would.
Pam: And she'd probably feel like she couldn't say no, just like I used to. Between you and Mother, I've felt that way my whole life, every hour of every day.
Stephanie: Fine, fine. Go. And while you're at it, do call Human Resources and get a good description of the job that you've been hired for, but don't worry. Never, never again will I ever ask you to do anything for me.
Pam: You left, Steph. You can damn well get your own floors cleaned. (Sighs)
Katie: You know, one of these days, someone is going to write an unauthorized biography on you.
Brooke: Oh, please. I'm sure Stephanieís been working on that for years.
Katie: You weren't afraid of someone seeing you?
Brooke: Well, you only live once.
Katie: You're like a couple of teenagers.
Brooke: I suppose so.
Katie: Well, it doesn't really surprise me about you, but I thought Ridge was a little more straitlaced.
Brooke: What? No. My husband? He's not stodgy at all. But it is kind of weird. He has been acting coy about what happened. He's not really acknowledging it. But I have to tell you. There was something so hot and so impulsive and so... (Sighs) incredibly erotic.
Brooke: It's something I'll keep in my mental scrapbook for many, many years about reasons why I love my husband so much. Oh, Oliver.
Oliver: Did Hope leave? Oh.
Katie: Do you think he overheard you?
Brooke: And if he did, well, he certainly got an earful.
Katie: (Laughs) Don't worry. He has no idea what we're talking about.
Hope: (Giggles) (Sighs)
Back to The TV MegaSite's B&B Site
Try today's The Bold and The Beautiful short recap, detailed update, or best lines!
We don't read the guestbook very often, so please don't post QUESTIONS, only COMMENTS, if you want an answer. Feel free to email us with your questions by clicking on the Feedback link above! PLEASE SIGN-->
HELP SUPPORT THESE GREAT CAUSES!
Main Navigation within The TV MegaSite:
Home | Daytime Soaps | Primetime TV | Soap MegaLinks | Trading