The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Thursday 9/11/08

PLEASE CLICK TO DONATE TO OUR SITE!!!!

Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Becky

Stephanie: I believe I told you that his wife is in Europe. So, um, my son and I-- we--we stayed here with him last night.

Dr. Seifert: That's very good.

Stephanie: Funny the things you remember when you're watching someone this way. I was thinking about, you know, when the children were young and I-I stayed home with them at that time. He would come in from the office at night, and I'd make him a martini, and--he loved his martinis. (Chuckles) I could always sense, though, when there was something he--he wanted to tell me. He might put it off a little, you know, read the paper or make some sketches, even sometimes wait until we got up here into the bedroom, and--and then he'd let me know that something had happened or was about to happen that was gonna turn our lives upside down. Well, listen, I-I was watching the, uh, physical therapist the other day exercise his arms and his legs, and I-I think that I could do that, but, dr. Seifert, don't you think it would be better if we got a professional in here to do it?

Dr. Seifert: No, I don't think that would be necessary.

Stephanie: Why?

Dr. Seifert: Your ex-husband is not getting better, Mrs. Forrester.

Stephanie: Well, of course he is. He was conscious. He spoke to me. I mean, that has to mean something.

Dr. Seifert: Of course, it meant the world to you, but what is meaningful and what is medically significant are not always the same.

Stephanie: I don't understand.

Dr. Seifert: A coma has its own direction. We do not know where it is taking him, and neither does he. Sometimes it will come to a station and stop, and the traveler will step out on the platform, look around, say hello and travel on.

Stephanie: You see no improvement? But he doesn't seem to be any worse.

Dr. Seifert: Yesterday, we saw measured responses to pressure, to light. Today, no.

Stephanie: Bu--but it's just one day.

Dr. Seifert: That's right.

Stephanie: You don't think he's going to recover.

Dr. Seifert: He is no longer stable. All of his vital signs are slowing down. There is a change coming. But it may not be the one that you hoped for.

Donna: You know, I wish Eric could know how much Paris loved his spring line, how much Paris loves him.

Owen: And how they treated you like you were the wife of some head of state or something. It was pretty cool.

Donna: Yeah. Yeah, I thought they would just hate me because I wasn't Stephanie.

Owen: Well, that's what Ridge, Felicia and Thorne wanted you to think. But now you know better.

Donna: You know, I think they're really starting to come around, don't you?

Felicia: Mother...

Ridge: Mother, what did Dr. Seifert say?

Stephanie: (Sighs) That we're losing him.

Felicia: (Sighs)

Ridge: How can that be?

Felicia: He woke up. He talked to you.

Stephanie: I need you to pay attention now.

Felicia: To what?

Thorne: Mom.

Stephanie: I want you to make peace with him and forgive him.

Ridge: Forgive Dad?

Felicia: That doesn't make sense.

Thorne: I have nothing to forgive him for.

Stephanie: Of course you do. We all do. Don't make him--don't make him take that with him. Help him put that weight down.

Thorne: Mother, I don't know what you're asking.

Stephanie: I'm asking you to tell him that you love him and that you forgive him and that you know that you've been angry with him for a long time because you thought he loved your brother more than he loved you. It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. The point is... you have to make peace with him, for your sakes, each one of you, and for him.

Thorne: I should have risen above it, and I was ashamed that I didn't. And if I hadn't had an older brother and nothing else had been different, I would have felt completely loved and held and safe. But I was always comparing myself to him, to everyone, because I was convinced that's what you did, Dad, and--and it hurt me. But I realize now that, um, I was only hurting myself. So I want you to know I don't blame you for anything. (Sniffles) Okay.

Felicia: Well, I, uh, really don't know what Mom's trying to prove, because I don't believe you're going anywhere. (Sniffles) Hey... you know how much I love you. I don't need to tell you that. (Inhales) But I guess maybe I never quite forgave you for not just being my daddy, but for being a typical guy. The truth is... (sniffles) you're a wonderful dad and a wonderful man, and I love you. So of course, I forgive you.

Felicia: (Sniffles)

Ridge: (Sighs) Dad, um... (sniffles) (sighs) we've clashed so many times over work, over Brooke, and I don't think you ever held any big grudge against me. You probably think I don't hold any grudge against you. But you're wrong. (Chuckles) I probably need your forgiveness more than you need mine. But you've got it anyway. As of this moment, I'm lettin' go of all of that.

Ridge: God bless you.

Stephanie: (Sighs) There's a whole lot of forgiveness going on here. I hope you hear it.

Stephanie: You know, I loved being young with you. You were so gorgeous. And I loved... being even middle-aged with you. I'd like to have grown old with you, but you slipped out of my grasp. (Sighs heavily) You broke my heart so many times. Sometimes you didn't mean to. Sometimes you did it on purpose. (Chuckles) Lord knows how many time I broke yours. (Sighs) But, sweetheart, if I could turn back the clock, if I could do it all over again, I wouldn't do it with anyone but you. And now the doctor says it might be your time to leave. It doesn't seem possible to me.

Stephanie: (Sighs) I forgive you. (Chuckles) I know I always say I won't, but I always do, don't I? And you know that. You always know that. So if you have to go, go peacefully, and know that your children love you and I love you. Have a safe journey. And may god hold you in the palm of his hand.

Stephanie: (Sighs)

Owen: Well, that's great. L.A.X. is fogged in, and the pilot said we're gonna have to circle around for a little while.

Donna: Great.

Owen: What are you looking for?

Donna: What was the woman-- the woman Yvette, you know, she said she'd see me in the states at, uh, les o-ab--absec or-- I don't know. Maybe it started with an "O."

Owen: I honestly don't remember half of what she said.

Donna: Yeah.

Owen: What? You find it?

Donna: Les Obsques-- funeral? How dare she?

Owen: Oh, I think that Europeans are a little more matter-of-fact about these things. That's all.

Donna: Yeah, yeah, what--what things?

Owen: Just about illness and--and death.

Donna: Well, I'm sick and tired of people acting like Eric's already gone.

Owen: No, I think people are just trying to be helpful.

Donna: Helpful? By making it seem like he's never gonna recover?

Owen: No, because statistically, that is what's most probable. Look, and-- all right, everybody seems to realize that but you. That's all. All right, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Donna: It's okay.

Owen: I just-- I get--I get worried for you, that if you don't prepare yourself at least a little bit mentally--

Donna: I can't, okay? I can't give myself permission to let him go. I just can't. (Sighs heavily)

Owen: It's all right.

Stephanie: Honey, would you open up the curtains?

Thorne: Yeah.

Stephanie: Thank you.

Thorne: Oh, it's great out.

Felicia: Are we waiting for something?

Stephanie: Well, a miracle would be nice.

Ridge: Well, other people have had miracles. Why shouldn't we?

Stephanie: Oh, I don't know. I think we've been pretty lucky. We've had our fair share, haven't we? I mean, think of it. The five of us, well, with Kristen, the six of us... (exhales) we've been pretty lucky. You survived cancer. The four of you have absolutely fabulous, wonderful children. And Lord knows we've had great lives. Mm, your feet are cold, honey.

Thorne: I'll get another blanket, Mother.

Stephanie: No, no, that's okay. He doesn't really like more than one.

Felicia: Hey, Mom, when does the nurse come?

Stephanie: I called her, and I told her not to come.

Felicia: But, Mom, she has to feed him.

Stephanie: The doctor's already done that, sweetheart.

Thorne: Mother, there are other things they have to do for him.

Stephanie: Not now.

Felicia: What do you mean, not now? (Sniffles) Is Daddy dying?

Stephanie: Probably, honey.

Ridge: Is that what the doctor told you?

Felicia: (Sniffles)

Stephanie: Well, he doesn't have all the answers, but probably.

Thorne: (Sighs) Listen, Mother, I-I'm gonna run home and check on Alexandria, and I'll be right back, okay?

Stephanie: Okay. Do me a favor? In the master bathroom, uh, uh, my old sink, um, I-I used to keep a basin there. If it's still there, would you fill it up with some warm water and bring it back in here for me?

Thorne: Yeah. Yeah.

Stephanie: Thank you.

Felicia: (Sniffles) Hey, Mom, you know what? You have to eat, too.

Stephanie: Oh, maybe a little.

Ridge: Well, there's nothing in the kitchen. Donna lives here kind of like a college kid.

Felicia: (Sniffles)

Ridge: I'll go out and get us something to eat.

Stephanie: Thank you, sweetheart. I don't know if there's still some-- I used to keep towels in that drawer. Would you see if there are a couple in there, and if they are, would you bring them over to me?

Felicia: You're not thinking of giving Daddy a bath all by yourself, are you?

Stephanie: (Laughs) No, honey. I couldn't lift him if I wanted to.

Felicia: Please, don't try.

Stephanie: I won't.

Felicia: (Sniffles)

Thorne: Here, Mom. Where would you like this?

Stephanie: Um, right there. Thank you.

Thorne: Okay.

Stephanie: Uh, listen, um... thank you both for humoring me. I know you don't believe it, but I know your father heard you.

Stephanie: It's okay, honey. Come on, be strong.

Thorne: Okay.

Ridge: What's she doing?

Ridge: We're definitely not leaving her alone.

Owen: Come on, Donna, let me check you into a hotel.

Donna: Look, I don't want to stay in a hotel tonight, Owen.

Owen: Well, I don't like the idea of you being home alone with crazy Pam Douglas still out here somewhere.

Donna: It's my home, Owen, okay, it's my home.

Owen: All right, fine. But I'm staying here, too, in one of the guest bedrooms. And don't even try to argue with me 'cause you're not gonna win. I'm staying.

Donna: Okay, fine. You can stay in Kristen's room. She's not around to complain.

Owen: All right. Well, I'm gonna make sure the dead bolt's locked.

Donna: After all the hiding and all the fighting, this was supposed to be our safe place for the rest of our lives.

Stephanie: I don't know where you're headed from here, darling, but when you get there, your feet'll be warm. How many miles do you suppose we've walked in this world together, hmm? I bet from the moon and back. I don't like you going ahead without me. (Sighs)

Stephanie: But I can't begrudge you. I think... (chuckles) you will have your little adventures, won't you? (Exhales deeply) Bless you, Eric. Bless you for everything that you've given me in my life. Bless the day you were born, and bless the day I first saw you.

Felicia: (Crying)

Stephanie: Bless the day we were married. And even bless all the anger and the hurt that we caused one another. It's so unimportant now. And bless all the lives we brought into this world together, our children. It was all goodness, whether we knew it or not.

Stephanie: Oh! Well...

Thorne: Hey.

Stephanie: Uh-huh?

Thorne: We couldn't leave.

Stephanie: (Laughs) Your father moved his foot, and it startled me.

Ridge: Yeah, it did that sometimes in the hospital.

Stephanie: Thanks, honey.

Felicia: Hey, Mom, do you want to be alone?

Stephanie: No, no, no. I'm glad you stayed. You know, your father never wrote me love letters. But here you are, the three of you. And I realize you are love letters.

Stephanie: Eric. Eric.

Thorne: Dad.

Stephanie: (Exhales) You're home, sweetheart. You're here. You're home. You're safe. You're home.

Eric: Home.

Thorne: (Chuckles)

Stephanie: Home.

Stephanie: Yes.

Back to The TV MegaSite's B&B Site