The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Monday 12/29/08

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Steffy: Mmmm.

Rick: (Grunts)

Rick: (Gasps)

Steffy: No, no, no, no, no. No, we can't do this.

Rick: (Clears throat) I know. We absolutely cannot do this.

Steffy: No. We can't do this. We can't do this.

Ridge: I don't want to hate your son. Losing Phoebe was painful enough. But I came way too close to letting the hurt of all that make me lose you, too.

Brooke: That will never happen. Just tell me what you need, and that's the way it will be.

Ridge: I need you.

Stephanie: Just say it, Eric. You're walking out again.

Eric: I'm calling off my divorce to Donna. I ended our marriage under false pretenses.

Stephanie: Now let me get this straight. You saw what you thought was Donna and Owen making love, and you believed it. The question is, why did you believe it? You know why? Because you don't trust her. You never have, and you never will.

Eric: That's simply not true.

Stephanie: Oh, so you're willing to spend the rest of your life wondering where she's been, who she's been with and the last man that called-- was that really a wrong number?

Eric: I understand that this is hard, Stephanie.

Stephanie: Eric, somewhere inside you know this girl isn't worthy of you. You know she'd be just really happy with a young man that doesn't have to hold his tummy in when he's got, uh, a bathing suit on. And she'd be just as happy to be with him as long as he could house her and clothe her in the style to which she has become accustomed. She would be with him just like that.

Donna: (Screams)

Pam: Holy moly, Donna. Anybody'd think you'd never seen a crochet hook.

Donna: I'm calling the police.

Pam: Wait. Hold on. I just have to, uh, finish up this one little thing here. Oh, gosh, this needlework is so addictive. I can be at the grocery or in line at the post office, and I just lose all track of time. Okay, got it.

Donna: What ex-- what exactly are you making that's so important?

Pam: Oh, well, you know, at first I thought a set of coasters. But then I thought, how about a set of those little hats, you know? The kind that Jewish gentlemen wear on the holidays?

Donna: Yarmulkes.

Pam: Yes, exactly. For my surgeons, my brain surgeons. Some of them are Jewish, and I wanted to do something for them for the holidays. I always like to do something a little special for people who have been nice to me.

Donna: Nobody is waiting for a holiday visit from you, Pam.

Pam: No, no, no. They asked to see me. You know, to check on my progress now that the brain swelling has gone down. No lie, Donna. I feel like a new person.

Donna: That's the reason you're here?

Pam: Well, that's the reason I'm in L.A. But the reason I came straight here to see you...

Donna: Don't come any closer.

Pam: Is that I wanted to apologize, donna, for the terrible things I did to you.

Rick: Mm. Mm. Mnh-mnh. No.

Steffy: No, it's okay. It's okay. It's okay!

Rick: No, no, no. We cannot do this.

Steffy: No, I know. I know we can't.

Rick: Oh, God, what am I doing? What am I doing?!

Steffy: I'm sorry. I just--

Rick: Steffy!

Steffy: I know. I'm okay. I'm okay. I know you're not using me like before. Rick, I know you're not. I know you're not. I know you're not using me.

Rick: Mm.

Ridge: I want him to keep his distance. For how long, I don't know.

Brooke: All right.

Ridge: And not just from me. You're his mother. You'll see him, of course, but not when I'm around, please. Steffy and Thomas-- I don't want him anywhere near them, especially not Steffy after that little kissing episode with her.

Brooke: He feels terrible about that.

Ridge: Okay, well, just let him stay away from her, far away.

Ridge: Dad is probably gonna want to keep Rick on at Forrester.

Brooke: Yes. (Sighs) Can you handle that? I could ask Rick to take a leave.

Ridge: No, you're gonna want to see him. You're gonna want to make sure he's okay. I know that.

Brooke: It doesn't have to be at work.

Ridge: This isn't really a time he should be sitting around contemplating things.

Brooke: No, he needs to be involved in something.

Ridge: His job's the obvious place to do that. I'm not real keen about him being in my office, though.

Brooke: Well, I could talk to Eric and see if we could have something done about that.

Ridge: Thank you.

Brooke: I should be the one thanking you for being so generous and kind about all of this.

Ridge: Oh, kind is not really the way I've been feeling, but I'm trying.

Brooke: (Sighs) You won't regret this. I promise.

Donna: I thought you said you didn't remember doing anything terrible.

Pam: Do you know that modern science knows more about the surface of the moon than it does about memory? (Laughs) I began to get these little flashes. Um, I saw a snake, a big snake. And I saw myself putting it in a box.

Donna: Wha--wha-- what's the point of you being here? What, did--what did some therapist tell you to apologize to me?

Pam: Actually, he thought it was a bad idea.

Donna: Then why are you here?

Pam: When I know that I have done something wrong, I just step up and make amends. That's my nature. Here.

Donna: What is that?

Pam: I made it for you. I used to be the most productive person I know. I swear, it was having idle hands out here that was my downfall.

Donna: A bikini?

Pam: Yeah. I wasn't sure what size you were, so I made a trip to the, uh, produce department. (Clicks tongue)

Donna: Uh--

Pam: I should have gotten the sugar pumpkins.

Stephanie: So let me get this straight. You only pretended to care for me because you thought she didn't want to have anything to do with you?

Eric: Look, I thought we could have an adult conversation.

Stephanie: Oh, you know, I'm just so tired... (chuckles) of expecting you to be somebody that you're not. You know, somebody who had values and goals as opposed to a man who simply thinks of nothing but pleasure.

Eric: Well, that is such a dirty word to you, isn't it? "Pleasure." After you and I spent all those years building that business we built-- it's based on that. You know, pleasure isn't all there is to happiness, but it certainly helps.

Stephanie: And what about substance? My hair goes white, I lose my figure, and you decide you want to make google eyes across the table with somebody else for the rest of your life? Where were all of your women when you were in that hospital bed?

Eric: You love telling me that nobody cares about me except you.

Stephanie: You win. You win. I don't care anymore. But don't come back here when you wake up alone again. I mean it. I'm--I'm through. I'm finally done.

Steffy: No, Rick. Wait.

Rick: What? What is it?

(Knock on door)

Brooke: Rick? Ridge and I need to have a word with you.

Rick: Oh, my God. (Groans)

Pam: Yep.

Donna: What? Is it gonna burst into flames if I put it on?

Pam: Maybe you think handicrafts are silly. Maybe you think everything about me is silly, Donna, but can't you see that I am doing the best I can? I just thought maybe you could find it in your heart to let bygones be bygones.

Donna: You want to be friends?

Pam: Well, you know, maybe not right away.

Donna: Pam, you-- you tried to feed me to a bear. You--you tried to run my mother over with your car, and you-- you threatened me at gunpoint.

Pam: But that wasn't me, Donna. It was like an alien invader, that scar tissue in my brain. Don't you see how terrible I feel now that I realize what I did to you?

Donna: So you've just came to drop off your-- your peace offering.

Pam: 2-piece offering, you might say.

Donna: And then you're giving your yarmulkes to your surgeons.

Pam: That's right.

Donna: You're having your check-up.

Pam: Exactly.

Donna: And then you're going back to Chicago where I'll never see you again.

Pam: So, you accept my apology then?

Donna: No, Pam--Pam, focus. You are leaving.

Pam: Well, L.A. Is such a big city, Donna, and I miss it so much. And I daresay you have never spent a winter in Chicago.

Donna: Oh, Pam. No, no, no, no, no. No.

Stephanie: Well, how much humiliation is one person supposed to take?

Eric: Have you ever met a man you genuinely liked, Stephanie?

Stephanie: Of course I have.

Eric: Someone you looked up to, admired? Someone who, uh, actually came up to your standards? Aside from your oldest son, of course.

Stephanie: What are you suggesting?

Eric: Oh, no, wait. You have. You have, actually. We can't speak his name, though, because of all the-- all the abuse that he heaped on you.

Stephanie: You can't mean my father.

Eric: I do mean your father. You claim to despise him, and yet he's the only model of masculinity you accept.

Stephanie: (Sighs) I've known quite a few kind, decent and good men in my life. Massimo--

Eric: Wh--why didn't you marry him?

Stephanie: I often ask myself the same question.

Eric: You got pregnant with his baby, and then you, uh, you marry me, and then you rail at me for the rest of my life about how spineless I am and how much of a weakling. If I hadn't been a weakling, I wouldn't have married you. You got exactly what you wanted. I was the one who was cheated. You accuse Donna of trapping me in to marriage, but no, no. That was-- that was you. Donna has given herself to me freely. But you demanded my future, my dignity, my first born, everything. Well, that debt is paid. I'm not paying anymore.

Rick: Hey!

Brooke: Hi.

Rick: Uh, come on in. Uh, I'm sorry I'm not as presentable as I usually am.

Brooke: No, no, it's all right. Don't worry.

Rick: Um, please have a seat. Can I get you anything? (Sighs)

Brooke: No. Ridge and I aren't going to stay. We just came by to tell you something very important.

Rick: I figured as much.

Brooke: Ridge understands--

Ridge: I'm not sure that's true.

Brooke: Well, he understands that you're my son and that I love you, and I'm.. (sighs) I don't want you to go to Paris. Besides, right now you need to stay here with your father and me and Bridget.

Rick: Well, mom, we-- we talked about this. And--and I've thought about it, and I still think it's best for everyone if I go.

Brooke: No. No, Ridge agrees. He knows it's not the right time.

Rick: Honestly?

Brooke: It's true. It's not gonna be easy for him, but he wants to get over this grief and the animosity between the two of you. Don't you, sweetheart?

Rick: Well, thank you.

Brooke: You have to step up, too.

Rick: Absolutely, yeah. If it's in my power, I'll do it.

Brooke: You need to respect Ridge's boundaries. Stay away from him. Give him some time and space to heal.

Rick: Understood. Yes, absolutely.

Brooke: And you need to do the same with the rest of the family. That should be simple enough.

Ridge: You have a history with Taylor. I'm not gonna lay down the law with all that. Just be considerate of her.

Brooke: Thomas isn't going to be around very much, so that leaves Steffy. You need to keep your distance from Steffy, okay?

Pam: There are 10 million people in this city, Donna. You won't even know that I'm here.

Donna: I agreed not to press charges under the condition that you were under lock and key somewhere.

Pam: But I'm taking my medication now. My doctor says I'm not a threat.

Donna: Uh-huh. Then what's the medication for?

Pam: I know that you didn't mean to kill tiny.

Donna: Okay, that's it. You are leaving. You are out of here, okay?

Pam: Well--well, I-I guess this didn't go too bad for a first visit.

Donna: Pay attention, Pammy. There will not be a second.

Pam: I make a prediction. One of these days, you are gonna realize I'm not the enemy.

Donna: Out. Out! (Sighs)

Stephanie: You're walking away the winner here. You get the house, the business, the bride that wasn't even born when our children were in grade school, and you want me to say that you're right about everything and always have been?

Eric: No, no, of course not.

Stephanie: Oh, well, good. I'm glad you're giving me that much. How about one more little fig leaf of dignity? You're not walking out on me. I'm leaving...

Eric: Well, you can call it what you want.

Stephanie: And not coming back.

Eric: Woe to the bookie who takes bets on that.

Stephanie: Am I fired?

Eric: I don't remember hiring you back.

Stephanie: Am I fired?

Eric: Oh, for God's sake. I didn't want this to degenerate into some kind of an argument here.

Stephanie: Oh, well, that's good, because, you know, you wouldn't get that show mounted tomorrow if I'm not there.

Eric: Oh, God, you're right. We have a meeting about that in the morning.

Stephanie: 9:00 a.m. I'll see you then.

Eric: No. Wait, wait, wait. I thought you were walking out of my life forever.

Stephanie: You'll never be rid of me.

Eric: Yeah, and you're the one who has six guns registered in her name.

Stephanie: Well, I suppose that says something, doesn't it? All the abuse you've heaped on me all these years, I never shot you.

Rick: Oh, Ridge. I don't know why you don't want me dead. Or at the very least, behind bars. I mean, I look at myself in the mirror, and I think that's what I deserve. You know how much I loved Phoebe. You know I would never do anything to deliberately hurt her. But she's gone because of me. I know that. And I know this is gonna sound hollow and-- and meaningless, but you'll never know how sorry I am, how truly, deeply sorry I am and how badly I want to make this right with you.

Ridge: I don't want to feel the way I do about you. But I can't really do anything about it right now. It's gonna take time.

Rick: Yeah. Absolutely.

Ridge: The less we see of each other, the better.

Rick: I agree.

Ridge: I need to know that you're not gonna be chipping away at this. My son has always looked up to you. You might feel you have to say things to him. Well, don't. Steffy just lost her twin sister. Let her believe that you just don't exist for the next while, okay? That's the only way this is gonna work. You stay completely away from everyone in my family. Can you do that? Will you do that?

Rick: Yeah, I'm-- I'm not gonna disagree with anything you ask me to do.

Brooke: Thank you, honey.

Brooke: (Sighs) Thank you.

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