The Bold and The Beautiful Transcript Tuesday 10/23/12

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Donna: Can I help you? Oh. (Chuckles) Hello, Stephanie.

Stephanie: Hello, Donna. I have something for you.

Donna: What is it?

Stephanie: Well, take it and open it.

Bill: That's right. You eat that bottle. Build those muscles. Do a little sparring. Maybe punch Dad in the head a couple times. There you go. You have to know what you want to get what you want. Goals are the key.

Brooke: Teaching him to be master of the universe already?

Bill: Hey, how are you? Yeah, you know, you can't start too soon.

Brooke: Hi.

Bill: Look at that kiddie, huh? Look at him.

Brooke: Hi, Will. It's Auntie Brooke.

Bill: He knows.

Brooke: How can you tell?

Bill: Well, if his eyes were open, I know they would light up. (Chuckles)

Brooke:  May I?

Bill: Yeah, sure. Here. Let go of that for a second. One second. Let me give this... there you go.

Brooke: I got that.

Bill: Come here, big boy.

Will: (Fusses)

Bill: There you go.

Brooke: Oh, it's okay.

Bill: Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Will:  (Cries)

Brooke: It's okay. Its okay.

Bill: Okay. Here you go.

Brooke: There? There we go. There. Hello.

Bill: There you go.

Brooke: (Gasps) Oh!

Bill: (Chuckles)

Brooke: So where's Katie?

Bill: Uh, at the doctor.

Brooke: Just a check-up?

Bill: Yeah, just, you know, routine post-op. Thankfully, Katie's heart's doin' just fine.

Brooke: Mm.

Bill: You're so good with him, aren't you?

Brooke: I've had a lot of practice, isn't that right, little Will? Your Auntie Brooke really knows her way around a baby.

Bill: (Sighs)

Dr. Meade: How's Will?

Katie: He's... helpless... (Sighs) dependent. He needs things that I can't seem to give him. If you have bad news, I'd rather you just tell it to me straight out.

Dr. Meade: No, Katie. You're making a good recovery. Nothing for immediate concern in your test results.

Katie: See, I-I know that's not true. You're just trying to spare me, and I really wish that you wouldn't, because I'd rather have time to prepare and to arrange things. So just tell me. My body's rejecting my heart, isn't it?

Donna: Stephanie, I-I'm-- am so sorry. I--

Stephanie: So will you come to the party?

Donna: You... (Sighs) Do I have to?

Stephanie: Well, I'd like it if you would.

Donna: Why?

Stephanie: Donna, for better or worse you've had a significant role in my life.

Donna: Uh, for worse. (Scoffs) You--you can't stand me. I-I can't stand you. Wait a minute. (Chuckles) This--this was a trick, wasn't it? I mean, you--you're probably not even dying. You--you just want me to think so, because, well, because you-- you--I-I don't know why.

Stephanie: Really? You think that I would have a party celebrating my life if I didn't have one foot in the grave? Does that sound like me?

Donna: No.

Stephanie: I don't even want to do it. It's Eric's idea. And it means a lot to him. That's why I'm here asking you.

Donna: This is gonna be really hard on him.

Stephanie: Well, I was kind of hoping that, you know, maybe you'd find the opportunity to comfort him.

Donna: Stephanie...

Stephanie: Every once in a while when I'm gone.

Donna: Oh, my! Did-- (Scoffs) That's a terrible thing to say.  Oh, I-I can see that staring own into your own mortality hasn't made you a nicer person.

Stephanie: Honey, nice is-- is--is no big asset, believe me. Please come to the party.

Bill: (Sighs)

Brooke: Typical male. (Sighs) Dinner, then the big crash.

Bill: Well, maybe you just have the magic touch.

Brooke: (Sighs)

Bill: Was it always that way for you, just an innate ease with babies?

Brooke: Well, you have to understand, every woman is different depending on their comfort level. If you're raised in a large family, that helps, 'cause there's always babies around. But every woman has her learning curve.

Bill: I'm concerned about Katie not bonding with Will.

Brooke: Well, if she has postpartum depression...

Bill: She insists she doesn't. And I think it may be something else.

Brooke: Like what?

Bill: You know, people get into things thinking it's gonna be great and then it happens, and they--they run for cover. What if Katie determines that the responsibility of having a child is just too much for her to handle?

Brooke: No. No. That's not going to happen.

Bill: I'm worried that it already has, Brooke.

Dr. Meade: There's no indication that your body is rejecting your heart. The concern is you just had major surgery, so there is an increase in risk for forming blood clots, which can manifest as either stroke, another heart attack, or pulmonary embolism.

Katie: Is that permanent?

Dr. Meade: The first three months post surgery are the most critical, but risk does remain elevated for about a year.

Katie: I don't have to remind you that I'm a heart transplant patient, and heart transplant patients don't live very long lives or have very full lives. It-- Taylor, what are you doing here?

Taylor: Uh, Bill told me that you had an appointment, and so he thought maybe you could use a little support. Do you want me to stay?

Katie: Uh...

Dr. Meade: It's your call, Katie.

Katie: Okay. Sure.

Taylor: Sorry. Go ahead.

Katie: I was just, uh, telling Dr. Meade that, as a heart transplant patient, my time is limited, and eventually my body will reject my heart.

Taylor: Is that happening?

Dr. Meade: No.

Katie: But I've studied the statistics and my chances of survival are low, and they decrease over time. In my case, if I get ten years, I'm lucky.

Taylor: (Sighs) Do you mind if I talk to her for a minute by herself?

Dr. Meade: No, not at all. Try not to anticipate the worst, okay? It doesn't help

Taylor: Now the first thing you have to do is calm down.

Donna: I'm flattered that you'd invite me to your party, I- guess, but, uh, where I'm having trouble is why you'd want me there.

Stephanie: Well, you know, the longer this conversation drags on, the harder it is for me to remember why in the first place.

Donna: (Sighs) Yeah, it--it's gonna be, like, a celebration of life, right? And, warm strolls down memory lane with all the people that you care about and...

Stephanie: Yes, that's the idea.

Donna: We don't have any memories together.

Stephanie: Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Donna: But they're not good memories. I mean, all we've ever done is fight, right? I--you tried to drown me in a bubble bath.

Stephanie: Well, that's a good memory.

Donna: (Sighs)

(Flashback)

Donna:  Oh, yeah, it feels so good. Why don't you come and give me a big... (Smacks lips) juicy kiss? (Chuckles) Mm, come here. Aah! Aah! Oh! Oh, my God! Stephanie!

Stephanie:  You're such a dodo bird.

(Present time)

Donna: (Scoffs) (Chuckles) You--you were so jealous of me.

Stephanie: I was appalled by you, Missy.

Donna: That, too. So why invite me to your going-away party?

Stephanie: Excuse me. It's a celebration of life party.

Donna: Whatever.  Wait a minute. This--this is a setup, isn't it? Oh, you and Pammy have figured out a way to mortify me in front of the entire town.

Stephanie: You are so paranoid.

Donna: I'm sorry. (Scoffs) I'm busy that day.

Stephanie: What--you- you haven't even looked at the date.

Donna: My bad. Yep, like I said, busy.

Stephanie: Would you deny me? Would you deny a woman her dying wish?

Donna: (Scoffs) That's the Stephanie I know and loathe-- using death to get your way. And you know what?

Stephanie: (Sighs)

Donna: That's the way I like it. That--that suits me just fine in this relationship. W--we tolerate each other barely. We don't hang out. We don't go to each other's parties, and we don't bond. I mean, just the thought of it makes me sick. So here, take your--

(Mug clatters)

Donna: God, look what you made me do! (Sighs) (Sighs) Well, I'm--I'm sorry you're dying. But you know, you'll have a much better time without me at your party, without having to watch me like a hawk, thinking I'm moving in on Eric. But you know, thanks for thinking of me and everything. I really appreciate it, okay oh! Oh.

Man: Oh.

Donna: Watch- watch where you're going.

Man: Sorry. I didn't--are you all right?

Donna: (Sighs)

Man: Sorry.

Donna: Yeah.

Bill: I've been so wrapped up in Katie and Will that I have absolutely no idea what's going on in the outside world. How about you fill me in?

Brooke: (Sighs) Stephanie's cancer's back.

Bill: Oh, no. I'm sorry to hear that.

Brooke: Yeah. (Sighs) She wanted to tell you and Katie herself.

Bill: Sure. I totally respect that. How about you? How was your honeymoon?

Brooke: Oh. Well, things didn't really go the way we thought.

Bill: Yeah, Ridge hasn't been by to see the baby.

Brooke: No. (Sighs) I'm not sure he will anytime soon.

Bill: You had to cut your honeymoon short? Business problems? Brooke? What's going on?

Brooke: (Sighs) I guess you're gonna find out soon anyway. Ridge and I aren't together.

Bill: What the hell happened?

Brooke:  (Sighs) It was stupid, really. I-I lied, and Ridge told me that I... (Sighs) Well, he wouldn't be able to tolerate any more lies from me, but I did, and it was about Deacon. (Sighs)

Bill: Deacon? What--what--what the hell does Deacon have to do with any of this?

Brooke:  Well, he was texting me, telling me he was gonna move back to L.A. because he wanted to be close to Hope... (Sighs) Thinking that Hope needed him in her life, but she doesn't. So I texted him back to make sure that he knew he shouldn't be coming here.

Bill:  Right. Of course, you did.

Brooke: But Ridge asked if I had any contact at all with Deacon, and I said "No." I don't know why I did that. I don't... (Sighs) I don't know. I guess I just didn't want Deacon there with us on our honeymoon. I didn't want a reminder of that. So I lied.

Bill: Listen, um, this is on me.

Brooke: (Sighs)

Bill: If hadn't gotten Deacon out of that prison, he would still be rotting in there.

Brooke: The fact that you could even say that to me tells me how sorry you are.

Bill: I am. And I hope you can forgive me.

Brooke: (Sighs) Done.

Bill: Thank you. I'm, uh... I'm humbled.

Brooke: (Chuckles) I doubt that.

Bill: (Chuckles) A little humble?

Brooke: (Chuckles) A little? Okay. (Laughs)

Taylor: You're not bonding with your baby, and it's very critical right now. Are you even able to breast-feed yet?

Katie: My milk won't come in. And he--he doesn't latch. He just screams. I can't do this.

Taylor: Oh, yes, you can, and you will.

Katie: I-I-I'm not cut out for this. I-I don't know how to be a mother to him. I should never have gotten pregnant.

Taylor: That's not being rational, Katie. You've got to somehow face what it is you're really afraid of. Then you can start to deal with this.

Katie: Can you fix my heart?

Taylor: I can help you understand what postpartum depression is.

Katie: I don't have that.

Taylor:  I think you might. There's no other reason for you to be feeling this helpless. You can come into my office for a few sessions. We can get your hormones under control and take some medication for that.

Katie: I am not taking medication for something I don't have.

Taylor: Look, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to... (Sighs) belittle you.

Katie: You're--you're trying to trivialize something that's going on with me by putting a label on it and pretending that you can cure it. But you can't, because what's wrong with me is not in my head. It's in my heart, my failing heart.

Stephanie: Come on. Whether you like it or not, you're part of my family. For goodness sakes, you're Bridget and Rick and Hope's aunt. Please reconsider.

Donna: (Sighs)

Stephanie: Come on. You do have a place at my party.

Donna: (Sighs) (Sighs)

Bill: It means a lot, Brooke, that you're willing to move past this whole Deacon fiasco.

Brooke: You're my sister's husband, my nephew's dad-- family. That's a lot more important than staying angry at you.

Bill: Thank you for your support, for being there for Will. If it weren't for you, the only feminine touch he would know would be from nurses.

Brooke: Maybe it's Katie's heart attack. Maybe that's why she's acting like this.

Bill: That would be fine if it were just Katie and me. I would hold her hand, coax her back. I'd give her all the time she needed. But it isn't just Katie and me. There's a baby involved, and he needs his mother.

Brooke: We have to remember that Katie has been through a lot of trauma, so we need to give her a little bit of slack, right?

Bill: Yeah.

Brooke: And you and I can take up the rest.

Bill: But for how long, Brooke? How long is Will supposed to be without his mother?

Taylor: Katie, I'm familiar with postpartum depression. I know the symptoms.

Katie: You're wrong. It's my heart. That's my reality. I'm not going to be here for my son.

Taylor: But I need you to just consider that it's a possibility.

Katie: You're not helping. You--you--you think you can shrink everything, but you can't, not this.

Taylor: Okay, but if it is postpartum depression, then there are ways that you can stabilize yourself. You can get your emotions stabilized, so you can be a mother to your son.

Katie: Don't you think I want that? I love my son so much that--that it hurts, it actually, physically hurts. But if I bond with him, if Will attaches to me, then--then what happens when all of a sudden, I'm gone? It's better if he doesn't know me at all.

Pam: I know, it seems like a lot, but Thomas just orders a lot of stuff, I mean, a lot more than Eric ever did, and, you know, I just have to follow his orders and everything, so if you could just, you know, do that for me, that'd-- that'd be really great. Oh. Thank you. I cannot believe you. You invited Donna to your party?

Stephanie: Yes.

Pam: Have you totally lost it?

Stephanie: Well, probably, but that doesn't have anything to do with it.

Pam: Is this you being absurdly generous?

Stephanie: Oh.

Pam: (Chuckles) Or do you have a plan? (Chuckles)

Stephanie: A plan for what?

Pam: Are you gonna push her in the pool?

Stephanie: Oh, Pam.

Pam: Are you?!

Stephanie: Pam, Donna isn't going to come. I don't think she's going to come, okay? So let's just leave it at that.

Pam: At--at what?

Stephanie: At that.

Brooke: How did you make such a good-natured kid?

Bill: Yeah, good-natured, right? I-I--well, I can’t say he takes after me in that regard.

Brooke: (Chuckles)

Bill: He must take after his mother, at least when she's being herself. You know, moments like this I thought I'd be sharing with Katie. Big stretch.

Will: (Cooing)

Bill: Hey. Hey.

Brooke: (Chuckles)

Bill: Look at that. He's got just little...

Brooke: Stretching so much.

Bill: He's got such little wrists.

[Katie walks in crying]

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