The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Wednesday 8/23/06

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Proofread by Becky

Taylor: Damn it! Ow! God, you're hurting me! Let go!

Taylor: What are you doing?

Hector: I am just trying to protect you -- can't you see that?

Taylor: Hector, stop it!

Hector: Listen to me.

Taylor: Stop it!

Hector: You've got to listen to what I'm saying. Because if you don't, it's our life. Do you understand?

Taylor: Let go of me, Hector!

Hector: It would be our life! You said you were gonna listen to me.

Taylor: You said I could trust you.

Hector: You can. But you have to hear what I say -- first!

Taylor: Untie this thing!

Hector: No! No!

Taylor: I'm going to Thorne.

Hector: You're not!

Taylor: I'm going to Thorne and I'm telling him everything! Let me go, damn it! Let me go!

Hector: You need to stop struggling and listen to me.

Taylor: Take this thing off. Untie me, damn it!

Hector: I can't do that.

Taylor: You can't keep me tied up here forever.

Hector: What happens from this point forward is entirely up to you.

[Stephanie remembering]

Stephanie: You can't be serious. Taylor's a suspect in your mind?

Lt. Baker: Think about it.

Stephanie: I don't have to think about it. My God, this would be almost laughable if it weren't so tragic.

Lt. Baker: Accidents happen, Mrs. Forrester.

Stephanie: Oh, you're out of your mind.

Lt. Baker: Phoebe called her, frightened and alone on a busy road. Taylor jumped in her car without even thinking.

Thorne: Lt. Baker, this is Thorne. I understand that you have some new leads. Would you call me as soon as you get this message, please? I want to know everything you know, okay? I would also like to know why I had to hear this from my mother. That'll light a fire under his butt.

Stephanie: Honey, he does want to figure this out.

Thorne: Yes, but all he has is a burnt up car in Tijuana and one stolen in Nevada.

Stephanie: Honey, Lt. Baker's been a good friend to this family for a long time.

Thorne: I don't need friends, Mother, I need answers.

[Phone ringing] Baker?

Phoebe: No, it's me, Uncle Thorne. Is my mom there?

Thorne: Oh, Phoebe, sorry. No, she's not here.

Phoebe: Oh -- she was on her way over to talk to you.

Thorne: Huh, about what?

Phoebe: She'll tell you. She should've been there by now.

Thorne: Well, do you want me to have her call you when she gets here?

Phoebe: Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Thorne: Okay, listen, you're still coming to babysit Alexandria tonight, right?

Phoebe: Yeah -- yeah, sure.

Thorne: You okay?

Phoebe: Uh-huh. I'll talk to you later.

Stephanie: Well, what was that all about?

Thorne: Phoebe. She said that Taylor's on her way over here to talk to me about something.

Stephanie: Did she say what?

Thorne: She didn't want to talk about it.

Stephanie: Well, look, I'm on my way home. I'll stop and see Phoebe, okay?

Thorne: You don't mind?

Stephanie: No. She's worried about her mother.

Thorne: Yeah, so am I. Taylor was the first person to reach Darla after she had been hit. I don't think she'll ever get that image out of her mind, mother.

Stephanie: Honey, for what it's worth, I'm sure -- I'm sure Taylor was a real comfort to Darla in those last moments.

Thorne: You know, sometimes we forget -- this didn't just happen to Alexandria and me, this happened to Taylor and Phoebe, as well.

Hector: I wish you would understand that I'm just trying to protect you.

Taylor: By tying me up? Hector, who are you?

Hector: I'm sorry.

Taylor: It's not too late.

Hector: For what?

Taylor: We can forget about this. Just -- let me do what I have to do.

Hector: Why can't you understand that we lied to the police? We destroyed evidence. We're part of a major cover-up.

Taylor: I can explain that.

Hector: Maybe you could've the night of the accident. And if I had to do over again, that's exactly what I would have you do. Phoebe could tell baker the truth, that Darla just fell back onto the road, that it was a freak accident. He might have even cut you some slack with your DUI.

Taylor: He still might.

Hector: You can't believe that -- anymore than I do. You want to sacrifice yourself.

Taylor: No, I want to save myself by taking responsibility. I want to look Thorne in the eyes and tell him how sorry I am.

Hector: You'll lose everything. If it had been anybody else, anyone else that night, I would have insisted that they come forward. That they admit to what they had done. But it was you. All I could think about was keeping you safe.

Taylor: Hector --

Hector: I love you. You know that. And now you have to love yourself. Because if you don't, you will lose everything. And I can't stand by and watch that happen to you.

Taylor: This -- this is how you show me you love me?

Hector: I'm stopping you from destroying your life. You have so much goodness in you, Taylor. You can help so many people. I've got some money saved up. As soon as we get to Mexico, we can open up a mission -- in her honor.

Taylor: And that's going to stop the guilt from eating me alive?

Hector: Yes. Yes, it will. You just have to let me get you through this. I can take care of you, sweetheart.

Taylor: Hector, you've been a good friend, a trusted friend, until now. I don't have any romantic feelings for you.

[Taylor's cell phone rings]

[Hector's cell phone rings]

Hector: Yeah?

Phoebe: Hector?

Hector: What can I do for you?

Phoebe: Is my mother there? I can't reach her on her cell phone.

Hector: She's in the middle of something, she'll call you back.

[Doorbell rings]

Stephanie: Hello, sweetheart. I was Thorne's house when you called, and we were both just a little concerned about you. I can only imagine how difficult it's been for you since the accident. Thorne's told me how wonderful you and your mother have been to the two of them, and -- well, I'm very proud of you, phoebe. It's, you know, times like this when family's either come together or they just fall apart.

Phoebe: Yeah, well, it's the least I can do.

Stephanie: You're not still feeling guilty about this, are you?

Phoebe: Can we talk about something else?

Stephanie: Of course. I don't want to upset you.

Phoebe: You didn't. I just --

Stephanie: It's okay. So Thorne said your mother was on her way over to talk to him about something important. Do you know what it is?

Thorne: Detective Orbach?

Dt. Orbach: Mr. Forrester, how're you doing?

Thorne: I'd be a hell of a lot better if I knew who killed my wife. Where's Baker?

Dt. Orbach: Getting something to eat.

Thorne: Find him. Tell him I'm here.

Lt. Baker: Thorne.

Thorne: You get my message?

Lt. Baker: You're feeling left out.

Thorne: You want to tell me why you went to my mother with your theories instead of coming to me?

Lt. Baker: To spare you any unnecessary pain.

Thorne: For what? Lieutenant, be straight with me. Do you know who killed my wife?

Stephanie: So you've spoken with your mother? Where is she?

Phoebe: Hector's.

Stephanie: Phoebe, is there something that you're not telling me? Is there something going on between Hector and your mother that I'm not aware of?

Phoebe: Well, she's not involved with him, if that's what you're asking. Not that you wouldn't like that.

Stephanie: Is he pressuring her?

Phoebe: I'm afraid.

Stephanie: Afraid? Of what? Phoebe, tell me what you're afraid of.

Taylor: That was Phoebe. She knows something's wrong. She's going to call the police.

Hector: To turn you in? I don't think so.

Taylor: No, she was already becoming afraid of you. She's been watching the way you've been handling this.

Hector: I've just done what I thought was best for you.

Taylor: You need to stop this. Okay, hector? Think about what you're doing. This isn't you. You're kind and you're decent, you wouldn't do something like this to a woman.

Hector: You're like an angel to me. You're everything I've ever wanted. And I know I can make you happy, Taylor. Make it all go away. You just have to let me. Let me. Let me.

Thorne: What pain are you sparing me, Lieutenant?

Lt. Baker: Your mother told you about the car we found matching Phoebe's description?

Thorne: Abandoned and torched in Mexico? What about the ex-con you picked up? He was driving a sedan, right? It was silver, California plates?

Lt. Baker: There's no forensic evidence linking either the vehicle or the driver to the accident that killed your wife.

Thorne: This -- there's got to be a way to find who did this. I mean, it happened on pacific coast highway, for God's sake! What is it, the reward? Is it not enough? 'Cause I will offer more.

Lt. Baker: Thorne --

Thorne: Is it you? Maybe you're not doing enough! Let me tell you something. I'm not giving up, ever! If it takes the rest of my life, I'm gonna catch this bastard.

Lt. Baker: There is another possibility. I assumed your mother told you.

Thorne: She said it wasn't worth mentioning.

Lt. Baker: Oh, no, I disagree. It's very much worth mentioning. But it may not be easy to hear.

Stephanie: What did your mother say to you?

Phoebe: Well, I didn't actually talk to her. I called her cell phone and she didn’t answer, so I called Hector and he said they'd have to call me back.

Stephanie: Why?

Phoebe: I -- they were in the middle of something?

Stephanie: Honey, you're upset. Why?

Phoebe: Hector can be kind of intense sometimes.

Stephanie: How long has this been going on?

Phoebe: You'll have to ask her.

Stephanie: No, I'm asking you. Does this have anything to do with the fact that you all went down to the women's prison?

Phoebe: What? Who told you that?

Stephanie: Lt. Baker.

Phoebe: Oh, my God.

Stephanie: He said Hector was responsible for that visit. What is Hector trying to accomplish here? Is he trying to teach your mother something about drinking and driving?

Phoebe: Please don't ask me that.

Stephanie: You're hiding something.

Phoebe: No, it wasn't her fault!

Stephanie: Phoebe? Phoebe! Phoebe! Oh, my God.

Hector: You hate me. Just say it.

Taylor: I don't hate you, hector. I hate what you've become.

Hector: And what's that, doctor?

Taylor: This isn't love.

Hector: I put everything I have, everything I am at risk for you. Because you're worth saving.

Taylor: But this isn't the way. All right? Whatever it is I'm going through is nothing compared to what Thorne's going through. All he wants to know is what happened, and I can give that to him.

Hector: And meanwhile, we lose -- we lose everything! Do you know the people in my community, they look up to me. Yeah, I'm a hero to them. Not some lovesick maniac who can't take no for an answer. See this?

Taylor: What are you doing?

Hector: It's fire. It can be your best friend, or your worst enemy. Do you have any idea how many people I have saved trapped in burning buildings? That's what I do, Taylor. I help people! If they're in trouble, I'm there. No questions asked, and no thanks necessary.

Taylor: Put it out, Hector.

Hector: How many lives do you think would be lost because I'm not there to save them?

Taylor: Hector! Hector! Hector!

Taylor: Hector! Hector, the fire! Hector, wake up! Help! Help! Hector! Help! Somebody help!

Stephanie: God, Taylor. Is it possible you're involved in this? Did you hit Darla? Did you kill her? God.

Lt. Baker: She'd been drinking. I smelled it on her breath at the hospital after they brought Darla in. Are you aware of a dui conviction? Her license was suspended. Technically, she shouldn't have been driving that night. She should have called the police.

Thorne: Taylor was the first person to reach Darla after she had been hit. She'll never get that image out of her mind.

Thorne: Anything you have lieutenant, anything at all. I want to hear it.

Lt. Baker: It's more theory than a lead.

Thorne: Do you have a suspect?

Lt. Baker: It's entirely circumstantial.

Thorne: What's his name? Please, come on. You know how desperate I am.

Lt. Baker: The night of the accident, you were among the first to arrive on the scene.

Thorne: Yeah. Taylor and Phoebe were already there.

Lt. Baker: Do you recall how Taylor was behaving?

Thorne: She was practically in shock. She was devastated. She was the first person to reach Darla after -- wait a minute. Taylor arrived after Darla was hit.

Lt. Baker: That was her statement.

Thorne: You think Taylor killed my wife?

Taylor: Hector! The fire! Help! Hector! Hector! Help! Help!

Stephanie: Taylor? Taylor?

Taylor: Stephanie! Help! I'm over here. I'm tied up! Help me!

Stephanie: My God! What --

Taylor: Hurry! Hurry! Before this place goes up!

Stephanie: Listen to me, Taylor. Did you kill Darla? Answer me! Did you kill Darla?