The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Friday 4/13/12

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Hope: (Quietly) Mom, thank you for calling, but you really don't need to worry, okay? Everything is fine.

Brooke: Yes, but you went to the hospital last night.

Hope: After the whole pool thing, Liam wanted somebody to listen to my lungs. And I-I didn't think it was really necessary, but Liam insisted, so I went, and I'm fine. We are fine.

Brooke: Then why are you whispering?

Hope: Because Liam is still sleeping, or at least he was before you called me. But I don't want to talk about my relationship with Liam behind his back anymore. I-I never should have done that in the first place.

Brooke: Honey, you know I've just been trying to help.

Hope: And you have. I mean, seeing Dr. Barton really has been good for me. But now, you know, this is my problem, and--and I'm solving it.

Brooke: Does Liam know you're seeing Dr. Barton?

Hope: He does. I told him last night. (Sighs) Oh, Mom, I was such an idiot for not opening up to him in the first place. He was so great. I mean, he wants to be there for me. He wants to hold my hand and support me. I-I cannot tell you what I'm feeling.

Brooke: Oh. (Sighs) Well, then Amber was right... for once. (Sighs) She was hoping things went well.

Hope: (Sighs) God, I don't know what I was thinking, confiding in Amber.

Brooke: Yeah, I guess no harm was done, but I wish you would stay away from her.

Hope: Okay, I'm gonna go, because I want to make Liam breakfast before he wakes up.

Liam: (Yawning) Too late.

Hope: (Normal voice) Oh. (Laughs) Okay, now I really do have to go. (Laughs)

Brooke: Okay. Don't be upset with me for worrying, okay? I love you.

Hope: I love you, too, bye. Mm.

Liam: Oh, I see how it is. So this is what happens when I turn my back-- strange men call you to tell you they love you?

Hope: Seem only fair to humor them.

Liam: You better not be humoring me.

Hope: (Laughs) Liam, I will spend the rest of my life doing whatever you want me to.

Liam: (Laughs)

Hope: Laughs) I want to say thank you for last night.

Liam: So we're clear, right? I mean, you know you can always tell me anything.

Hope: Mm-hmm. I was just afraid. I mean... (Inhales sharply) The world hasn't been too forgiving when I screw up, so I-I think... (Sighs) I think that's why I'm so slow to admit it.

Liam: Yeah. I'm not the world. I'm one man who loves you. And you should never be scared to open up to me.

Hope: I won't. I will never hide anything from you again.

Donna: Are you busy?

Brooke: (Gasps) Donna. (Giggles) Come in.

Donna: Yeah? I'm not in Fiji... or prison. And I'm still alive. (Laughs)

Brooke: (Laughs)

Donna: You, uh, want to go have breakfast?

Brooke: Well, I had breakfast at home.

Donna: Coffee then?

Brooke: We have coffee here.

Donna: Hmm. You know what it's like, uh, being single and not in the work world? It's like I don't exist.

Brooke: That's why I could never stop working for too long.

Donna: Yeah. So what's the market better for, a new boyfriend or a new job?

Brooke: (Sighs)

(Knock on door)

Stephanie: Yes?

Pam: Did--did you say to come in?

Stephanie: How did you get past security? Get in here and close the door.

Pam: Well, they know me.

Stephanie: (Groans)

Pam: So you're still angry?

Stephanie: (Sighs)

Pam: I thought maybe because you let me come to the anniversary that--

Stephanie: That's just 'cause I'm a sap. You're just like Mother. You never take responsibility for anything.

Liam: What did your mom say?

Hope: Oh, you were eavesdropping?

Liam: No, I just know how your voice sounds when you're talking to your mom.

Hope: Mm.

Liam: So I sat up in bed and checked e-mail.

Hope: Oh, speaking of checking my e-mail... (Clears throat)

Liam: Um, you-- you don't need to do that right now, do you?

Hope: What?

Liam: N... um...

Hope: Liam, is there something you don't want me to see?

Liam: No, it's just-- it's stupid. It's--

Hope: Ugh, okay, what, another online poll? Hmm. "Hope Logan is 'A,' misunderstood, 'B,' a home wrecker, 'C,' a phony, or 'D,' typical celebrity trash." Hmm. Well, I think I'm a better class of trash than typical.

Liam: (Chuckles) You are the definition of class.

Hope: (Sighs)

Pam: I am not just like Mother!

Stephanie: Yes, you are just like Mother. The only difference is she never apologized for anything, and you apologize for everything.

Pam: You're the one who's like Mother. You think everything I do is wrong, just like her.

Stephanie: That's just because everything you do is wrong! Why else do you think you're always apologizing?

Pam: I know that something's wrong with me.

Stephanie: Oh, we're not gonna hear the scar tissue in the brain, are we?

Pam: I am not talking about something wrong with my brain, Stephanie.

Stephanie: Okay, what's the new excuse?

Pam: I don't think that I'm very grown up.

Stephanie: (Laughs) Hallelujah! Oh, wisdom has been delivered from the mount.

Pam: I don't think that I ever really grew up all the way. And now I-I don't know how to go about it. Look, this is really embarrassing, but I don't think that I really know how to get on without somebody telling me what to do. And now I think I'm making you be that person for me. And I don't know how to stop it.

Stephanie: (Sighs)

Amber: Morning, Sunshine!

Liam: Oh. Whatever you're selling, we ain't buying.

Amber: I am actually looking for Hope.

Liam: She's not here.

Amber: What did you do?

Liam: Excuse me?

Amber: What did you say to her?

Liam: She has appointments. She goes to work. She's a productive member of society, unlike some people. What's it to you?

Amber: Well, Hope and I have gotten close recently, if you must know.

Liam: No. No, Amber, you are not cozying up to her, okay? She may be forgiving, but I am not so quick to forget, no matter how many times you bash my head in or blow me up.

Dr. Barton: You seem very different today.

Hope: I am. I did something different. I told Liam the truth. (Sighs) I let him see that I am not perfect. (Sighs)

Dr. Barton: And I am hearing you say that was not easy for you.

Hope: (Laughs) Yeah, I-I think if there's something wrong with me, it's that I can't stand the thought of there being something wrong with me. (Laughs)

Dr. Barton: Okay, and by wrong, you mean...

Hope: I feel like I'm someone who needs to be put together. You know, I-I-I have to be calm and collected and poised, and I'm not. I'm just pretending to be.

Dr. Barton: Where did this expectation come from?

Hope: Um... growing up, my mom had her heart broken a lot, and I was the one who had to be strong for her.

Dr. Barton: Because... I mean, who said so?

Hope: I liked it that way. (Sighs) But I--when I was younger, people would always tell me, "Oh, you're--you're-- you're such a big girl. You're such a good girl." And I think that... I'm--I'm now realizing how much of that is an act. I am not more capable or more mature than other people. And honestly, that feels great. (Sighs)

Stephanie: I don't want to be anybody's authority figure. And don't give me that look.

Pam: Okay.

Stephanie: What is it you want me to do? What--I mean, you--you know, Honey, you're gonna have to tell me, because I'm afraid I left my... (Chuckles) Mind-reading eyeglasses where I can look into your head at home today. So what--what is t that you want from me?

Pam: I need to be in your orbit again, Steph. You're the only one who can keep my mind from running away with me.

Stephanie: Not when it comes to men, like Stephen and what's-his-face Marone.

Pam: I know. I know. I should have listened to you, and next time I will, I swear.

Stephanie: Really?

Pam: Yeah.

Stephanie: You've got to find something to keep yourself busy, besides the baking.

Pam: I know. I know.

Stephanie: You have to get out of that apartment. You have to do something every day.

Pam: Okay. Okay. Well? Maybe I could... have my old job back in reception?

Stephanie: Are you crazy?

Pam: Well...

Stephanie: Oh, Honey, come on. Ridge and Eric would shoot me.

Pam: (Laughs) Ridge and Eric would do whatever you tell them. You're their authority figure. (Laughs)

Stephanie: Hmm.

Donna: I'm not like you and Katie, you know? I'm just never had much of a drive for a career. I just like being around people.

Brooke: (Sighs) I know. I know. You are such a people person.

Donna: Oh, come on. Don't make fun of me.

Brooke: I'm... (Sighs)

Donna: No, I just--I loved working here, you know? I mean, I could--I could work in the mail room. I could pour coffee, answer phones. I could do a ton of stuff.

Brooke: Actually... (Laughs) No. No, you wouldn't want to do that.

Donna: Uh, uh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I wouldn't want to do what?

Brooke: Well, we are looking to hire a receptionist.

Donna: Oh, that's perfect!

Brooke: (Laughs) Really?

Donna: Yeah.

Brooke: Okay, well, I-I have to clear it with Ridge first. He has to approve.

Donna: Oh, come on, Honey. You have gotten Ridge to say yes to a lot stranger things than me. (Laughs)

Amber: You better be good to Hope. That's all I'm saying.

Liam: Uh-huh. Relationship advice from you-- that's funny.

Amber: I'm here for Hope. Are you so controlling that you can't handle her having friends?

Liam: (Scoffs) No, but you're not gonna be one of them, trust me. (Sighs)

Amber: Well, I happen to know-- I had... a very strong feeling that Hope was dreading coming home last night, so being her friend--

Liam: Yeah, and-- and how exactly did you come upon this insight? Watching her drive by on the freeway? Overhearing a conversation with Rick? For your information, not that you're entitled to it, Hope and I had a wonderful evening last night, one of the best of our entire relationship.

Amber: Well, I'm glad.

Liam: Oh, you actually seem like you are. Why?

Hope: (Sighs) Liam forgave me for everything-- for keeping everything from him, you know, seeing you, taking the pills.

Dr. Barton: And you didn't think he would because...

Hope: Because I lied. I mean, I didn't outright lie. I-I withheld the truth, but that's-- that's the same thing as lying.

Dr. Barton: So what did this experience teach you?

Hope: Not to do things that I'll have to lie about. (Chuckles)

Dr. Barton: Oh, God, "Have to lie"-- Hope, you're gonna be doing things every month of your life that you're gonna wish that you hadn't. Trust me. Believe me. I know, 'cause I do. But lying is just gonna compound this. I don't--I don't look at you coming to me to help you deal with your-- your sexual panic as--as something shameful, you know? That took guts. Can't you find this a source of pride?

Hope: Not really, especially since, uh... last night and this morning, I realized that there are still things that Liam doesn't know about me. (Sighs)

Dr. Barton: Okay, last night and this morning, what happened?

Hope: There was this online poll. You know, "Is hope Logan a liar, a hypocrite, or just celebrity trash?"

Dr. Barton: Oh, God.

Hope: (Clears throat)

Dr. Barton: People can be so brave and so very mean when they're behind their little anonymous keyboards.

Hope: I don't blame them. I would think exactly the same thing if all I knew about me was what they know.

Dr. Barton: You think of yourself as trash?

Hope: I don't think that what I'm doing is right.

Dr. Barton: And you can't tell Liam about this because...

Hope: Because he-- he sacrificed so much for us to be together. And to him, you know, being--being married to someone else is just a technicality.

Dr. Barton: But this means something to you.

Hope: Yeah. Yeah, but I-I-I can't tell him that. You know, if--if I do, he hears it differently. He thinks that that means that I-I'm scared of sex or that I don't want him the way that he wants me. And I-I cannot let him think that we will never be happy. Those pills really... really stopped me from feeling like a hypocritical person. Mm. (Sighs) Well, let's face it--I am. I mean, I-I'm living with a technically married man. Uh, and I know that that is the way it has to be for a couple months, and I don't understand why I just can't get past that. (Sighs) But I-I know that I have to. And I will. I can. And I don't think that I will be needing any more of those pills.

Dr. Barton: I-I thought those pills were all gone.

Hope: No, I mean, the new prescription.

Dr. Barton: I didn't write you a new prescription.

Pam: Hello.

Donna: Hello.

Pam: Shouldn't you be down at the dock picking up sailors?

Donna: (Sighs) Can I get one for you?

Pam: Sure. You could call security and tell them that someone is at my desk.

Donna: Well... it appears to me that all your things have been cleared out already. (Chuckles) Or is office supply theft the next big thing for you?

Pam: I don't want to argue with you, Donna.

Donna: Mm.

Pam: I'm a sadder but wiser person now, not that I really care what you think. I just want my desk back.

Donna: Yeah. Well, you know, it's my desk now. (Chuckles)

Pam: You can't work the phones. You'd break a nail.

Donna: I was just hired.

Pam: By who?

Donna: My sister.

Pam: (Scoffs) I was just rehired.

Donna: By whom?

Pam: My sister.

Donna: Well, sounds to me like someone's gonna have to make a decision then.

Pam: Well, as far as I'm concerned, it's--it's already been made.

Donna: I agree.

Pam: (Sighs) This is the cootie line. You and your leopard-spot underpants will stay on that side of it. (Sighs)

Amber: You know, hope tells me more than you think.

Liam: (Sighs)

Amber: I know all about her passing out at Stephanie's pool yesterday.

Liam: Oh. Well, why didn't you say so? I wouldn't have jumped down your throat when you came here except--

Amber: Except you meant every single word you said. I know. Hey, did you have a doctor check her out?

Liam: Last night, yes. She's fine.

Amber: Well, did they do a blood test?

Liam: What for?

Amber: To--to find out why she fainted.

Liam: Amber, it's okay. There's nothing for you to worry about.

Amber: Well, but shouldn't you be with her right now just to make sure that it doesn't happen again?

Liam: Thank you for your concern. I will tell her you dropped by.

Amber: (Scoffs) No need.

Dr. Barton: I gave you two pills, hope--two.

Hope: Yeah, the first time.

Dr. Barton: No, the only time. And then you called me and you asked me for more, and what did I say?

Hope: No, I-I-I know that. I-I remember that, but then you changed your mind. You--you sent me 12 more.

Dr. Barton: No, I never changed my mind.

(Telephone rings)

Dr. Barton: Excuse me.

Hope: Okay--okay, I know our time is up, but I-I will show you. Um...

Dr. Barton: Yes? Okay. I'm on my way.

Hope: Where's my purse? I will show you. Oh, crap. Okay, I left--no, I left my purse down in the garage in my car, but I will show them to you.

Dr. Barton: Hope. Hope. This is very simple, all right? Whatever pills you have, I did not give them to you, so you need to throw them away, all right? Now, unfortunately, I have an emergency admission, and it can't wait, so I have to go.

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