The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Monday 4/19/10

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Donna: Mom? Mom? Mom? (Screams)

(Screaming continues)

Stephen: What was that?

Eric: That's Donna. That's Donna!

Katie: You do realize that if we have my mother here, we will be taking on an awful lot.

Bill: Well, sweetheart, if it's too much for you, then--

Katie: No, no. I mean, I'm fine. I can handle it. But she's my mom. She's not your responsibility.

Bill: Well, last time I checked, uh, we were married. And as I have told you and shown you, for better or worse, your family is my family, right?

Katie: How did I get so lucky to have you?

Bill: I'm the lucky one. So you think, uh, we can talk your dad into letting your mom come here?

Katie: (Sighs) Yeah, I think that's the best solution. It would take care of the Stephanie problem.

Bill: Well, that's reason enough right there.

Katie: There's just way too much history between Eric and Stephanie and my mom and dad.

Bill: I know it goes way back.

Katie: My mom was Eric’s first love, and then Stephanie maneuvered him away from her.

Bill: Uh, really? You didn't tell me that.

Katie: Well, there's a lot you don't know. But I don't really feel like getting into it.

Bill: No, no point.

Katie: I'll just be happy to have her here so that I can take care of her and look after her.

Bill: You think your dad will go for it?

Katie: I think so. I can be pretty persuasive.

Bill: Oh, well, I have firsthand experience with that.

Katie: (Chuckles)

Bill: But now it's my turn to be persuasive.

Katie: Hmm. Why do I get the feeling you're up to something?

Bill: First thing I'm gonna do is turn off all the phones.

Katie: You can't do that.

Bill: Oh, I can do it, and, uh, I will do it. Once your mom moves in here, you're gonna be on demand 24/7.

Katie: I know, but I can handle that.

Bill: Listen, I want a little quiet time with my wife before that happens, if you know what I mean.

Katie: Oh, I see where this is going.

Bill: No phones. Doors locked. Just you and me.

Katie: Honey, I appreciate this, but I-I can’t.

Bill: No, no, no. No buts. You and I are completely alone, like we're on a desert island.

Katie: But we're not on a desert island. We're here in our beach house.

Bill: A little visualization would be great. Can you help me out here? You're a million miles away from the rest of your life. No worries, no complications, no distractions. I'm all yours, and you're all mine. And I'm going to do...

Katie: (Chuckles)

Bill: Everything... in my power to make you feel like you don't have a care in the world.

Donna: Mom! Mom! Oh, my God. (Gasps) (Sobs) Mom! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

Eric: Donna?

Donna: (Sobs)

Stephen: Beth!

Donna: Daddy! Daddy, help me!

Stephen: Honey, honey what--

Donna: 27, 28, 29, 30. Breathe! Breathe!

Eric: Um, we need paramedics. We need paramedics up here right away.

Stephen: Beth? Honey?

Eric: That's right.

Stephen: Honey? Beth?

Donna: Breathe!

Brooke: Mom? Mom?!

Donna: Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

Stephen: Did you call?

Eric: Yeah, they're coming. They're on their way.

Stephen: How could this happen? How could this happen?!

Donna: I don't know, Daddy. I don't know. I don't know.

Stephen: Beth, honey!

Donna: Mom! Mom!

(Voices overlapping)

Stephen: There's no pulse.

Donna: One, two, three, four, five, breathe!

Stephen: Where is the ambulance?

Eric: They're on their way. They're coming.

Donna: Mommy! (Sobs) She's not breathing! Oh, my God. One, two, three. Breathe! Breathe! Dad, do something. That's it. That's it. That's it.

Stephen: Don't do this. Open your eyes.

Stephanie: I want to make sure that you're safe, please.

Beth: You're a liar.

Stephanie: No.

Beth: You always have been. You hate us, and you think you can get away with anything...

Stephanie: Beth...

Beth: And for the most part, you have.

Stephanie: Look, just calm down.

Beth: No. No. You were a hateful young woman, and now you are a bitter old one!

You have won so many times, but I know you, Stephanie, and I will not let you win

this time. I will not let you win! I will not--stop it! Stop it!

Stephanie: All right, Beth!

Beth: (Gasps) (Gasps) (Sighs) I...

Donna: Dad, do something!

Stephen: Don't do this. Open your eyes. Open your eyes.

Donna: (Grunting)

Stephen: Please!

Brooke: What happened, Eric? What happened?

Eric: We just-- we heard her scream, and we came running down here right now when we heard that.

Donna: Come on, Mom! Come on, Mom!

Brooke: What was she doing in the pool?

Eric: I don't know, Brooke. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know.

(Sirens wail)

Donna: Oh, no. She's gone.

Eric: Here they are. I'll bring them right back.

Stephen: Hurry!

Brooke: Oh, my God.

Donna: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. Breathe! Breathe! Come on, Mom. Mom, breathe. Oh, my God. Oh, my God, oh, my God.

Katie: (Sighs) You know, what you're asking is impossible.

Bill: Oh, yeah?

Katie: Not a care in the world?

Bill: It's worth a try.

Katie: Maybe. You know I can't just put everything on my mind-- I can't just stop thinking about it.

Bill: I'm not saying you have to. But if you want to, for just a little while, it would be okay.

Katie: Look, I know how this must look to you-- my dad showing up out of the blue, and my mom being so sick. I know you must think that this is a huge burden, and--and in a way, it is. But I also feel so lucky that I'm gonna have this time with her. When you're dealing with Alzheimer’s, every lucid moment is so precious.

Bill: I understand.

Katie: She's my mom. (Voice breaking) And I'm sure there were times when she wanted to have a break from us, but... (Sniffles) you know, even when-- when Storm and--and Brooke and Donna moved out of the house, you know, I was still there. I was her baby, and... thank you so much for understanding that, for opening our home to her. (Sniffles) I just want to be there for her the way she was always there for me. (Sniffles) (Sighs)

Bill: I'm sorry, baby.

Katie: (Sniffles)

Woman: No breath sounds. No pulse. I'm bagging her.

Man: How long has she been unconscious?

Donna: Five, ten minutes maybe.

Man: Was she breathing? Has she regained consciousness?

Donna: No. No.

Man: Any breath sounds, any talking?

Donna: Nothing!

Man: Beginning compressions. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Brooke: (Sobs)

Man: 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21...

Donna: (Sobs)

Man: 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29...

Donna: Why are they doing CPR? They should be taking her to the hospital.

Woman: No change. Nothing.

Stephen: Honey, they know what they're doing. They know.

Brooke: Don't say that. It's going to work.

Man: 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30.

(Monitor emits continuous tone)

Man: Time?

Woman: 20 minutes.

(Indistinct radio chatter)

Stephen: Uh, what are you-- what are you doing? What?

Brooke: Don't stop!

Donna: Take her to the hospital.

Man: I'm sorry. We couldn't get her back.

Donna: What?

Brooke: No!

Woman: Her heart stopped beating before we got here.

Donna: No, do something! Do something else! (Sobs) No!

Stephen: (Sobs)

Donna: My God! (Sobs) Oh, no!

Stephen: (Sobs)

Donna: (Sobs)

Katie: It worked. I'm a million miles away from all my problems.

Bill: Now it's back to reality, right?

Katie: It's more than that. It's just... (Gasps)

Bill: What, baby? What is it?

Katie: (Sighs) I don't know. I can't imagine my life without my mother, but... it just feels... all of the sudden, in my heart, it feels so empty, like she's already gone. (Sighs)

Brooke: (Sobs)

Donna: Do you think we told the police everything we should have told them?

Stephen: Honey, we told them everything we could. Everything.

Brooke: (Sobs)

Eric: Stephen, do-- do they think that she, uh, do they think she hit her head on something?

Brooke: (Sobs)

Donna: We won't know until after the coroner.

Brooke: (Sobs)

Eric: I still--I still don't understand what happened. She-- you said that she had forgotten how to swim. She was down by the pool? What was she doing down by the pool?

Stephen: I have no idea. The police asked me that, too. Whatever happened, they just think it was an accident.

Brooke: Well, of course it was an accident. What else could it be?

Eric: I think what your father means is that the investigation won't take very long.

Donna: Oh, God. We know exactly what happened. We should have been watching her. I mean, yes, she would have been angry that we followed her to the bathroom like a child, but we should have done it anyway. She'd still be alive.

Stephen: No. No, you don't know that. You don't know that...

Donna: Yes, Daddy.

Stephen: We could have done anything.

Donna: Daddy, we let her down. She was there all alone.

Stephanie: No--

Donna: She was down there all alone.

Stephanie: No, she wasn’t. No, no. No, she wasn’t. Uh, I was-- I was down at the pool with her.

Katie: (Sighs)

Stephen: I would give anything to spare you girls this, but these last few weeks in Paris...

yes, there are times when-- when your mother appears to be just fine. But then the next minute, she's confused and agitated. That's why I rarely leave her side anymore. The disease affects the short-term memory first. I can ask Beth about something that happened five minutes ago, and she can't remember a thing. And yet, an engagement party that she catered in 1972-- she remembers every single dish that she prepared. Anymore... (Sighs) I don't know what's the disease or what's Beth. It's hard to tell.

Katie: Does she ever talk to you about us?

Stephen: Constantly. Sometimes it's as if you are who you are today. But more and more in her mind, it's about you as little girls that she adored raising.

Donna: Dad, I don't know how you did this all on your own. I don’t. But no more, okay?

Katie: Yeah, you're--you're here now.

Brooke: We're gonna do it together.

Donna: All of us.

Brooke: The way family should.

Stephen: I love you girls. So does your mother.

Brooke: (Sighs)

Bill: Did you find it?

Katie: Yeah.

Bill: Uh, let's see. (Sighs) (Chuckles)

Katie: It's just been so hard watching pieces of my mom's life fall away. I just want to remember something good. (Sighs)

Bill: As long as it's not going to upset you.

Katie: No, it won’t.

Bill: Are you sure?

Katie: I've just-- I've been so stressed out and so exhausted lately. Look. There's Storm. He looks so handsome. And this was last year at Mother's Day before she started getting worse. And the wedding. Oh.

Bill: (Chuckles)

Katie: She loved it. She loved being back in the old neighborhood.

Bill: She looks beautiful.

Katie: You know, there's one photo in here that I loved, and... it--it-- she was sitting by a window, and the light was coming in, and she looked so beautiful, and I think one of us kids took it, but... I can't find it. I love that picture, but it's not here.

Bill: Well, keep looking. You'll find it.

Katie: No, I... it's not here. I...

Bill: Katie, it's all right. I'm sure it's there.

Katie: (Sighs) No, it's not. It's not here. I can't find it. It's--I don't know where it is. (Sniffles)

Bill: Sweetheart, hey.

Katie: (Sighs)

Bill: What's going on? This isn't about the picture.

Katie: (Sniffles)

Bill: What's wrong?

Katie: (Sniffles) (Voice breaking) It's just--it's not fair she's--you know, she used to be so alive, and now she's so sick, and she's stuck in that house with Stephanie.

Bill: Well, we're gonna change that. We're gonna get her here A.S.A.P.

Katie: (Sniffles) You know, my mother has worked so hard her whole life. She raised four kids all by herself, and she's finally rebuilt her life with my father, and I just--I just want her to have some peace. That's all I want for her-- just a little peace. No more fighting. No more battling anyone, especially Stephanie.

Eric: What do you mean you were with Beth? W-Were you at the pool?

Stephanie: Yes, I was.

Brooke: Yeah, uh, you said when I saw you in the guesthouse that Mom was down by the pool.

Donna: What did you do? Wh--what did you do to her? Did--did you fight? Did you push her in the water?

Stephanie: What? No! No! I didn't do anything like that. Look, I... (Sighs) I just--she was d-- I walked away because I didn't want to continue arguing with her.

Brooke: You were arguing with our mother?

Stephanie: Oh, boy. I was at the guesthouse. I was packing, and your mother appeared at the door. I was startled to see her alone, right? So, uh, she was fretting about you girls. She was all upset. I tried to get her to calm down. I-I tried to bring her back here to the house. She wouldn't follow me. She--she took off, so... and at first, I wasn't sure, should I come here and try and find Stephen or Eric? And then I thought, no, I better follow her. I went down to the pool, and she was standing there, and we, you know... (Sighs) I told her not to be frightened, I wouldn't touch her. I just wanted her to come with me. She got all agitated. She got all upset. She just kept saying silly things, things that she didn't know what she meant by, and she's waving this thing in my face, and--and I-I grabbed it, and I threw it. And as soon as I did that, I-I realized... (sighs) that I was really agitating her, and the best thing was just to walk away, which I did.

Donna: You took her lace?

Brooke: That was the most important thing in the world to her, Stephanie.

Stephen: It was her lifeline. It made her feel safe, and you just grabbed it from her hands and threw it away?!

Donna: Where did it go?

Brooke: Did it land in the pool?

Stephanie: Well, I didn't realize that that piece of lace had that much importance to her. I mean, if I... look, I mean, this whole thing is so tragic, and I'm so sorry about this, and I'm sorry that it happened here in our home in our pool. I would never wish your mother any harm like that.

Donna: You hated my mother. You hated her!

Stephanie: You're right. Yes, you're right. Your mother and I hated one another, but that was a long time ago. That's ancient history. I would never wish harm to come to your mother this way. Stephen! Brooke... you have to believe me. I would... I would never want anything like this to happen to your mother. Please believe me.

Brooke: (Sobs) Oh, God, Stephanie.

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