The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Friday 1/25/13
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Donna: Talk about timing. I'm right here to catch you if you fall.
Taylor: [Gasps] Busy?
Thomas: Well, when everything I do has to be approved by Rick, kind of jams up the creative flow.
Taylor: I can imagine.
Thomas: I was so close, Mom.
Taylor: You were more than close, Thomas. You were there. Your father appointed you C.E.O. and then what happened is what always happens. Things just somehow fall into the Logans' hands. You deserved better, Thomas.
Thomas: Yeah, but it's not gonna happen for me here. I can't spend the rest of my career begging Rick to take my ideas. Mom, I told you. I'm going to Paris.
Taylor: Well, that might be good to get away and maybe go visit your father.
Thomas: Yeah. Well, I'm thinking I might not come back.
Marcus: [British accent] More caviar for my beautiful wife?
Dayzee: [Laughs] [British accent] Why, yes, I'd love some. Thank you.
Dayzee: [Normal voice] This is a long way from where I've come. Fish eggs on toast point, right?
Dayzee: All right. Bottoms up. Mmm.
Marcus: [Normal voice] Yeah?
Marcus: That's what's so great about life.
Marcus: Full of surprises. Changes up on you.
Dayzee: Mm. Best surprise of all... you.
Dayzee: [Sighs] You know, sometimes I still can't believe it. Me, married to a Forrester.
Marcus: No regrets?
Dayzee: Do I look like a woman with regrets? [Chuckles] Where are you going?
Marcus: The caviar needs replenishing, Darling.
Dayzee: Excuse me.
Marcus: Mm-hmm. Hold my place?
Marcus: Mm-hmm. All right.
Dayzee: Thank you.
Eric: Looks good, don't you think?
Donna: Uh, well, it looks... like Stephanie. Almost expect her to throw me out.
Eric: [Chuckles] No one's gonna do that. I'm glad to see you.
Eric: Yeah. It's nice to have friends that care enough to stop by and check on you.
Donna: It's a big place, huh?
Eric: Yeah. It's a big house. What's this?
Donna: Oh, um... pot roast, carrots, mashed potatoes.
Eric: What? You cooked for me?
Donna: I wanted you to be comforted, not sick, okay? Um, no, it's takeout. I'm a really, really good heater-upper, and... I'll be right back.
Donna: I'll show you.
Donna: My pleasure.
Eric: Pam. Come in. Striking, isn't it?
Pam: Yeah. Like you could reach out and touch her.
Eric: God, I wish.
Pam: Eric... I will never be Steph. No one could ever be Stephanie. But I'm here. Anything you need. You're not alone.
Eric: Speaking of that --
Pam: So, I want you to relax and, uh, enjoy your photograph. I'm gonna make you a proper dinner. You said you'd never get sick of it, so pot roast, mashed potatoes, and carrots.
Eric: That sounds familiar.
Pam: Well, I'll get started.
Donna: Honey Bear, guess what I found! Honey-roasted peanuts and a honey-bear bottle.
Both: What are you doing here?
Taylor: I support you going to Paris to regroup or decompress or whatever it is you need to do, but I would hate it if you were to go away permanently.
Thomas: Well, what's here for me, Mom? You and Steffy. That goes without saying. But aside from that? Rick stole Caroline. Grandmother revoked my ownership of Forrester. And now... Granddad basically devalued all of my hard work at the company and anointed Rick.
Taylor: Things would be so different if Stephanie hadn't robbed you of your 25%. I still cannot believe she did something so underhanded. For the life of me, I cannot understand why she would set us up to be blind-sided like that.
Thomas: Who knows? Maybe she wanted Rick in charge all along, so... not sure when that turn got taken.
Taylor: Probably when she lost her mind. Fell in love with Brooke, too. I wish you wouldn't.
Thomas: What, do you think I should stick around where I'm not appreciated, where whatever I do, not matter how innovative, how groundbreaking, it just gets thrown back in my face like it's nothing?
Taylor: Thomas, there are other fashion houses. You don't have to go away to Paris.
Thomas: No, I'm thinking about doing something with Dad. Look, Mom, I'm a good designer. I'm talented. I've got business savvy. And I have to realize all of my potential. I can't do that here with all these Logans in my way.
Taylor: Oh, I'm gonna miss you so much.
Thomas: I know. I'm gonna miss you, too.
Taylor: Well, take all the time you need. Just promise me that, you know, after you do what you need to do you'll come back home.
Thomas: [Chuckles] Yeah. We'll see how it plays out.
Taylor: But, um, while you're there, I don't know how long Steffy will be there, but maybe you could catch up with her and try to talk to her.
Thomas: Okay. Yeah.
Taylor: So, this is it. You're just leaving me to the wolves.
Thomas: I'm not worried. You're gonna be fine.
Taylor: I'd rather have you here. But, uh, you go, and you be brilliant. And just know that I'm here. I'm here for you. I love you unconditionally, and I support you completely.
Thomas: I'll take that with me. Come here. I'm sorry. I love you, Mom.
Taylor: I love you, too.
Dayzee: We have a secret stash you're not telling me about?
Marcus: A limitless supply.
Marcus: Okay, well, we have a few more jars left. My dad's the one that keeps the stash.
Dayzee: So are we raiding the Forrester fridge now?
Marcus: Oh, yeah. It's one of the perks.
Dayzee: Of which there are many.
Marcus: Mm-hmm. Does it get to you sometimes, the conspicuous consumption?
Dayzee: You know, it's funny. You'd think it would, but... I love everything about being a Forrester -- being married to you... the sense of family... the power the name gives me to help people in need... and... even the endless supply of caviar.
Dayzee: Does that make me shallow?
Marcus: You couldn't even if you tried, zee.
Dayzee: I don't know. I just -- I just never thought that I'd have so much, you know. And all because Stephanie lost that scarf. I just... sometimes I'm afraid to look back.
Marcus: What do you mean?
Dayzee: I don't know. I don't know. Just, like, maybe I'll... turn into a pillar of salt or something.
Maya: My baby. Where is she? I want my little girl.
[Back to present]
Marcus: Babe. Is everything okay?
Dayzee: Haven't you been hearing anything I'm saying? Couldn't be better. [Chuckles] I just, um... I j-- I just couldn't stand it if, um...
Marcus: If what?
Dayzee: I just don't want anything to change.
Marcus: It won't. Well, only for the better.
Dayzee: Okay. I'll take that.
Marcus: I am so lucky to have found you. No, I'm serious. My perfect woman. Beautiful... intelligent... smart, honest, tough. Watch out.
Dayzee: Get you.
Marcus: I definitely hit the jackpot.
Eric: This is exactly what I needed -- the two of you here. Thank you.
Pam: You know what I think you really need?
Eric: No, but I think you're probably gonna tell me. What?
Pam: You ever thought about getting a dog?
Eric: I can honestly say no, it never entered my mind.
Donna: Uh, no, no, no. You don't want a dog. Dogs are way too labor-intensive. I mean, you have to take them on walks and play fetch and... you'd be much better off with a cat. They're cute, entertaining, and independent.
Eric: I think maybe I need to learn to take care of myself before --
Pam: What is that? I-I smell something burning.
Donna: Oh, my God. The takeout!
Pam: What, you burned takeout?!
Donna: Well, I-I wanted it to heat up quickly!
Pam: You are so lucky that I'm here.
Donna: [Sighs] Some things never change.
Eric: You have many other fine qualities.
Donna: You know, I know what it's like... being lonely.
Pam: Uh, dinner's almost ready. I precooked the pot roast. I'm so sorry that you can't stay.
Donna: Oh. Actually, I-I happen to be free.
Taylor: Eric, I need to speak to you. Alone.
Donna: Taylor, what are you doing here?
Taylor: Pam, Donna, I'm sorry. It's important.
Eric: Ladies, thank you. Thank you for dinner and for wonderful company. Thank you.
Pam: Let's go.
Eric: Taylor? What is it? What has you so upset?
Dayzee: You know, I had never actually had champagne until I met Stephanie. I really miss her.
Dayzee: But I'll always be grateful for what she gave me.
Dayzee: Most of all.
Marcus: Yeah, I hear you there. I was lucky, as well. My adoptive parents, they were good to me.
Dayzee: So... your life was good with the people who adopted you.
Marcus: Yeah! Absolutely. No complaints. I mean, I now realize that my mother at that time just wasn't ready to raise a kid. But I will always be grateful that my adoptive parents took me in and gave me family.
Dayzee: That's what I thought.
Marcus: Okay, Baby, like, really, like, what's going on with you? Me and adoption -- why are you so stuck on this?
Dayzee: I'm not. I'm just stuck on you, silly.
Dayzee: Just want to make sure I know everything about you.
Marcus: Well, the one thing that you must know...
Marcus: ...And don't ever forget...
Marcus: More champagne?
Dayzee: Yes, please.
Marcus: Mm. All right, well, I guess somebody better make a kitchen run.
Dayzee: I'm not leaving this bed. [Chuckles]
Marcus: Yeah. I...husband. I'll go do it.
Dayzee: Yes, yes.
Marcus: The things I do for you, Girl. I tell you.
Dayzee: [Chuckles] Thank you.
Marcus: Lucky I love you.
Dayzee: Hurry back!
Marcus: I'm coming.
Eric: Taylor, sit down. Tell me what's wrong.
Taylor: It's Thomas. He, uh... he's leaving for Paris, and he might not come back.
Eric: Because I appointed Rick president?
Taylor: Didn't you stop to think how that might affect Thomas? Hasn't he lost enough already? He barely got to be an interim C.E.O., and up until a few weeks ago, he had ownership in Forrester -- Stephanie's 25% that was rightfully his before she used that damn loophole and took it away from him. Now my son might be gone for good! Because of her!
Dayzee: They're gonna be in here any minute. Sign the papers.
Maya: I know I said I would. But you're asking me to give up my little girl. And I can't do that. I didn't do anything! I'm innocent!
Dayzee: Hey, I believe you. But, Maya, you were convicted and sentenced to 10 years in prison. There's no father in the picture, and your family won't take her.
Maya: I don't understand. How can my mother refuse her own grandchild?
Dayzee: I can't answer that. I can vouch for the family that wants to raise her. They're -- they're good and stable people, Maya.
Maya: I can't give up my daughter like she's some doll I outgrew.
Dayzee: If you don't, she will go to the system. You don't want that.
Maya: No. No, I don't.
Dayzee: I know it's killing you. But you have to do the best thing for your little girl. Trust me, Maya. Sign the papers.
[Back to present]
[Breathes deeply] [Crying]
Marcus: Refill man is here. [Chuckles] Mm. What -- I didn't think I was gone that long.
Eric: Taylor, I'm sorry that Thomas felt so disillusioned that he feels he needs to leave the country. He should have come to me. We're family.
Taylor: Don't. That's what Stephanie always said. You know what "We're family" really means? We bow to Brooke. Never mind what my children or I want. Or what we deserve. Don't you find it just a little bit odd the way, you know, when she was dying, she sent you off to work? You, her husband! Why? Why would she do that to both of us? Why? Why would she do that to her children? That she would ask for Brooke... [Sighs] After all the years we had to hear what a deceptive, manipulative woman Brooke is, a woman that is so deceptive... that has no sense of loyalty.
Eric: They repaired their relationship. They... they became close, Taylor.
Taylor: No! No. I think it's a lot more than that. I've been thinking about this. I think Stephanie wanted to die with Brooke because she was a lot more like her than any of us ever realized. Yeah. It was a narcissist's dream. She got to die in her own arms. All your talk about family and -- and all of us working out our differences, getting closer... well, that can't happen, can it? That's impossible. Because you made it impossible!
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